#I'm going to bed ... feeling a bit excited for the event later in the day

[throughpatchesofviolet]

I'm hoping taking an extended break from Limbus (aside from dailies and weeklies, of course), helps me return to it with passion, again ... make no mistake, I am thinking about the game and characters nonstop--even when engaged in other activities--I've just been having trouble posting about it due to a myriad of things.

[mint-yooxgi]

Kinktober Day 30 - Yandere!Fallen Angel!Seonghwa + Somnophilia & Body Worship

Anonymous Said: Seonghwa from ateez. Consensual Somnophilia & Body worship. Yandere & fallen angel or guardian angel. A/n: I am SO sorry that this is late, life has just been a bit hectic lately. Again, it's Hwa, so I couldn't help myself. It's not as long as I was originally going to make it, but I like where it ends honestly. He's intense in the best ways imo, and I do really love how this turned out. I also have a yandere angel ateez series planned at some point where Hwa is an archangel, so I'm also really excited about that. It's heavily inspired by his Will To Power solo stage, so I hope you all can look forward to that at some point! In the meantime, I hope you enjoy! Warnings/Genre/Rating: 18+ MDNI - Smut, Mature, Established Relationship, Possession, Monster Features, Yandere, Blood mentioned in brief (not in a kinky way), Lots of religious metaphors, Overstimulation, Oral (fem. rec), Fingering (fem. rec), Squirting, Minor Dacryphilia (if you squint), There's a lot :) Word Count: 4,821 Kinktober 2024 Mini Masterlist

Park Seonghwa is a man of many emotions.

Well… technically he’s not a man, but there is no one in this universe that makes him feel more human than you. 

There is nothing he wouldn’t do for you. You are his one saving grace in this hellish landscape called earth, and he will do anything to protect that fact. No one is off limits. Nothing is too much. For when it comes to you, you deserve nothing but the best this world has to offer. 

His best. 

Seonghwa will always make sure of that.

The water feels cool against his skin despite the steam rising through the air. One of his hands is braced against the stone tiles of the shower wall, letting the flow of water cascade down his back and pool around the drain. Red streaks against his skin, little rivulets creating vein-like patterns across his figure as he washes away the horrific events of the evening.

You can never know. You will never know. 

Seonghwa has spent his whole life guarding those most precious to him. Now, you’re the only thing left that matters.

You. Who still sleeps soundly beneath the thick covers of his duvet as he steps out of the bathroom a short while later. Your features rest in a soft expression of pure bliss, chest rising and falling steadily. The light of the moon only serves to make your skin glow, illuminating every inch of you that he has always loved more than anything else in this godforsaken world.

A pleased smile tugs at his lips, eyes shining with nothing but adoration as he observes you through the dark. Lightly, he fluffs his damp hair with the towel held in his hand, the one wrapped around his waist hanging dangerously low. Small droplets of water cascade down his chest which he is quick to wipe away.

After all, you’re expecting him to join you, and he hates to keep you waiting.

With his lips curling upwards into that all too familiar loving smile, he takes a step towards the bed. Large, fluffy wings emerge from his back, deep red in colour. As he fluffs the feathers lightly, he lets the towel fall from his waist. The other is quick to join the growing heap on the floor, knowing you’ll more than likely scold him in the morning for tossing the damp material in the middle of the room.

Sometimes, Seonghwa swears he does these types of things on purpose just to hear you scold him. The way you shake your head in exasperation, muttering about whatever it is he’s done this time makes him all giddy inside. It means you’re paying attention to him. It means you care.

Or maybe he just enjoys making things up to you in any and every way he can.

A massage here. Breakfast in bed there. Perhaps even you allowing him to get lost in that glorious heat that rests between your legs, making you shake in uncontrollable bliss.

After all, it is one of his absolute favourite pastimes.

Seonghwa thought he knew what it meant to worship something, or someone, wholeheartedly. That is, until he met you.

All of the time in the world is still too short of an eternity to be spent with you by his side.

The stars pale in comparison to you, for you hold entire galaxies in your eyes. Your smile warms his very soul each and every time he sees that glorious expression stretch across your face. All music sounds dull whenever the melodic symphony of your laughter filters through the air. Not to mention how strong and intelligent you are. 

Kind, witty, caring… The list of your perfections continues to grow everyday, and everyday he knows you is a blessing beyond his wildest dreams. Seonghwa could spend hours lost within the confines of your mind, learning everything there is to know about you, and so much more. Each new discovery is a revelation of the highest regard, and he strives to satisfy in every way.

Every word you speak is gospel, and he is your most devout follower.

Lifting the covers gently, Seonghwa slides into bed beside you. He’s extra careful to not disturb you, not wanting to accidentally wake you at this time. Still, he cannot help but shift closer, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you into his chest. The way you subconsciously turn into him, snuggling deeper into his embrace only serves to make him smile.

Even in your dreams, you always know how to find your way home. To him.

Subtly, his arms tighten around you, placing a tender kiss to the top of your head. His wings wrap around you, encasing you in a soft red cocoon and ensuring your safety. Your comfort and wellbeing are his number one priorities, and once he knows you’re settled in his embrace, he fully allows himself to relax. 

Soon, his own eyes are fluttering shut, drifting off to meet you inside of your dreams.

A few hours later, Seonghwa is blinking awake. His head now rests on top of your chest, your arms cradling him to you in your sleep. 

Despite such a short bout of rest, he feels refreshed, having slept deeper with you safely wrapped in his arms. Gladly, he melts into your embrace, breathing in your scent and letting everything you completely surround him.

The moon still rests high in the sky, a gentle breeze drifting through the slight crack in the open window. The room is quiet, nothing but the soft sounds of your mingling breaths filling the space.

Seonghwa holds you tighter. Turning his head, his lips press tenderly against your chest, just above your heart. His hair tickles your skin, and you shiver lightly from his touch.

Peeking his dark gaze upwards, Seonghwa studies your features. Your brow seems to be furrowed slightly in discomfort, and a moment later, you squirm lightly beneath him. Your nails suddenly dig into the skin of his shoulders, a soft, muffled whimper escaping your lips.

Worry tugs at his features as he reaches a hand up to soothe your brow. He’s quick to cup your cheek, thumb brushing gently over your skin as he lifts himself slightly above you. Intently, he studies your face, searching for any signs of what may be the problem.

That’s when it hits him. You must be having a nightmare.

Just as he shifts his hand to your shoulder in attempts to wake you up, you let out a sound that has him freezing above you.

His name. You moan his name.

A smug grin tugs at the corner of his lips as he realizes what’s really going on here. Pride swells in his chest at the fact that he could make you dream of him like this, knowing how often he dreams of you. What serves to make this moment ever better is when you let out another small whimper, tightening your hands on his shoulders as your hips jerk upwards against his own.

“Pretty Girl,” His low voice purrs out. “What could you possibly be dreaming of, hmm?”

Cocking his head to the side, he stares down at you. His chest is pressed flush against your own, forearms supporting him on either side of you as he settles more comfortably between your legs.

Leaning into you, he begins to place soft kisses against your cheek. Slowly, he trails his lips down your jawline, tracing over your pulse, then back up again. All the while, that same smirk tugs at his features.

His nose nudges tenderly against your jaw.

“Why live in a fantasy when I can make all of your dreams a reality?”

More kisses are placed upon the skin of your neck as he slowly begins to make his way down your body. His touch is feather light, wings twitching excitedly in the air behind him as he tugs your shirt down gently. The straps of your tank top easily slide down your arms, and with a quick movement, he’s snapping them as if they were nothing but brittle string.

The sound of tearing fabric echoes around the room as he shreds through your shirt, pausing lightly to check on you. He forgot how loud that could be, his mind having been focussed on exposing you to the most pleasure that he can give you. Of course, that meant exposing you, but he doesn’t want to wake you from your blissful slumber quite yet.

Not even his chest rises or falls with breath as he hovers above you, watching you closely for any signs of movement. After a little while passes with your eyes still shut, steady breathing and soft whimpers still falling from you, he breathes a sigh of relief.

Slowly, carefully, he discards your shirt, hands beginning to trace over your sides. His touch is gentle, eyes taking in every bare inch of skin presented to him. Nothing but admiration shines in his gaze, a dark, primal sort of lust hiding within. He’s hoping beyond anything to have you smoothly transition from your dream into reality. For when you do, he’ll be ready and waiting with open arms.

There is nothing more rewarding to him than your pleasure. The fact that he alone is the only one able to bring you to such ecstasy makes his heart swell with so much love and pride within his chest. Only he can touch you like this. Only he lives to serve you, to make you see the far reaches of the heavens each time your eyes flutter shut in bliss. Your pleasure is his pleasure, and he could spend eternity worshipping you, all while making you scream his name.

Ever so gently, he presses his face against your chest, right in the valley of your breasts. His hands come up to cup such tender flesh, inhaling deeply as he nuzzles against you. Again, his lips press a tender kiss directly over your heart, wings fluttering in content as his thumbs tease over your nipples.

Fingers trace languidly against your skin, needing to feel every inch of you beneath his touch. Slowly, Seonghwa begins trailing feather light kisses down your body, heart fluttering in anticipation. Every second that passes, your scent becomes stronger, your thighs subconsciously squeezing around his sides. He knows you need him just as desperately as he needs you, and he does not want to waste any more time than he already has.

Reaching the hemline of your sleep shorts, Seonghwa dips the tips of his fingers beneath the band. A tender kiss is placed onto the skin of your stomach, nose nudging against you affectionately. The corner of his lips quirks upwards as he slowly begins tugging your shorts down your thighs, being extra cautious not to wake you.

Of course, Seonghwa cannot help himself. How can he when he has the most perfect being laid out before him? Temptation wins out as he presses loving kisses against your thighs with each inch revealed to him. Once he fully removes your shorts, he nearly lets out a low moan when the sight of your bare pussy, needy and already shimmering with your arousal, is presented to him.

Tossing your shorts somewhere in the room, Seonghwa is quick to run his hands up the length of your legs. His fingers ghost against your skin, breathing deepening as your scent completely immerses him in everything you. Once he reaches the tops of your thighs, his thumbs begin to softly brush against the sensitive flesh. The way you shiver beneath his touch, even while still asleep, makes him smile.

Again, he leans into you, pressing delicate kisses against the skin of your thighs. His teeth graze your flesh, teasing at you as he continues to brush his thumbs over you.

Every little sound you make, every twitch and shudder of your body, has his cock absolutely throbbing against the mattress. A carnal ache resides within him. A desperation only you can satiate. Yet, when it comes to you, he always wants more.

Finally, unable to wait even a moment longer, Seonghwa presses his face against your cunt. He noses along your slit, inhaling deeply as his whole body shudders from your scent. Teasingly, his tongue flicks out to taste you, and even the briefest touch of your arousal on his lips has him moaning shamelessly against your core.

Something within himself snaps. 

With his whole body shaking in need, Seonghwa buries himself deep in your cunt. Desperate, guttural moans escape him as he drags his tongue through your folds, eagerly suckling at the sweet nectar that flows from between your legs. His lips place a few chaste kisses against your clit before he’s wrapping them around such a sensitive little bud, suckling at you eagerly.

His eyes nearly roll to the back of his head, tongue flattening against your clit before rolling in circles. His hot breath hits your cunt with every exhale, wings fluttering above him as he groans lowly. Desperately, his hands tighten over your waist, pulling you even closer into his touch.

A pleased rumble shakes his chest once he feels your fingers tangle in his hair. The way you hold him to your cunt, tugging him in closer has him redoubling his efforts over you.

Heavy breathing permeates the room, your hips beginning to grind against his face in time with his movements. Sleep still clings to the corners of your vision, eyes barely cracked open to peer at him through the darkness. Each flick of his tongue over your clit has pleasant jolts of pure ecstasy coursing through your veins, already feeling so close to the edge as that familiar pressure builds within.

His movements are desperate, shaking his head back and forth while sucking your clit between his lips. Sharp, hooded eyes glint up at you through the shadows, his hips beginning to grind against the mattress as his fingers dig into your skin.

Again, he tugs you in impossibly closer, tongue slipping down to dip between your folds. Swirling the muscle around your entrance, he hums, pressing himself firmer into your cunt. His nose grinds against your clit, tongue buried as deep as possible within you as he licks and sucks almost uncontrollably.

The sound of your moans create a beautiful symphony around him, urging him on. He can tell you’re close. The way your thighs begin to shake around his head makes his cock twitch. His hips grind harder against the mattress, silently begging for you to fall apart with him as he brings you to ecstasy.

Wrapping his lips around your clit once more, it’s like you answer his every prayer.

Back arching from the bed, you come with a loud cry of his name. Your thighs squeeze around his head, holding him in place as he flattens his tongue against you, letting you ride out your orgasm as you grind your hips against him. Whimpers and moans echo alongside blissful sighs of his name, your heart racing as pleasure floods your veins.

The moment he feels you flooding his tongue, his eyes roll into the back of his head. With your thighs closing around his head, his pleased cries get muffled against your cunt as he comes with you. Hot spurts of his come soak into the sheets beneath his hips, fingers digging harshly into your skin. His wings flare out behind him, shuddering along with his whole body as he keeps himself buried against you.

Slowly, you begin to catch your breath.

Bringing your one hand up, you rub at your face. Blinking a few times to clear your vision, you spare a glance at the seraphim between your legs.

Dark eyes already stare up at you lovingly, a soft chuckle shaking his chest. His fingers smooth over your skin, leaning in once more to place a tender kiss against your clit.

“Good morning, My Beloved.” At the way you simply groan in response, a knowing smile begins to tug at his lips. “Good dream?”

“Mmmh, the best…” Humming, you rub lightly at your eyes. A moment later, you pause in your movements, brow furrowing slightly as you take in just how dark the room still is. “What time is it?”

Seonghwa, who has begun placing tender kisses along the skin of your thighs once more, smiles up at you from between your legs. “Not yet dawn.”

You stretch lightly, brushing a hand over your forehead as you take a deep breath in. “What time did you get in last night? I didn’t hear you come home.”

That single, simple word makes him smile, heart warming inside of his chest.

“Not that long ago.” He noses along your thigh, drifting closer and closer to your core with each movement. “I’m glad my return didn’t wake you. Though, it was a treat seeing you wearing those Tweety Bird pyjama shorts I got you.”

Your face flares with heat, averting your gaze to the side.

“They’re comfy.” You mumble, the cutest of pouts tugging at your lips.

Seonghwa chuckles, a soft expression resting on his features as he admires every inch of you before him. The way your fingers lightly begin to play with some strands of his hair has him leaning into your touch.

A pleased rumble shakes his chest, hands caressing over the sides of your thighs and up your hips. Lightly, his gaze flicks downwards, shifting between staring into your eyes before glancing hungrily at your dripping cunt.

“Beloved…”

The desperate moan Seonghwa lets out goes straight to your core, causing you to clench around nothing. A movement of which he eagerly catches.

“Yes, Seonghwa?”

A shiver caresses his spine as you coo his name so tenderly.

His tongue darts out to wet his lips.

“More.” His voice trembles in need as his fingers dig into the skin of your hips. He pulls your closer, chest beginning to rise and fall dramatically as he stares, transfixed, at your weeping cunt. “Give me more.”

“Greedy little angel…” You chuckle, tracing your fingers over the side of his cheek. “Don’t you know that gluttony is a sin?”

“But I made a mess, Beloved.” Wide eyes peer up at you, a dark lust swirling behind the guise of innocence. “A beautiful, intoxicating mess. It’s only right that I clean you up.”

“You can’t fool me, Angel.” The corner of your lips quirk upwards in amusement, eyes shining as you peer down at him. “I know you only want to clean me up just so you can make a mess out of me again.”

A pout tugs at his features, eyebrows drooping dramatically. “But I love making a mess out of you.”

“I’ll let you in on a little secret, then.” You smile, gently brushing some hair out of his eyes. “I love it, too.”

Seonghwa does not need to be told twice.

Without wasting another second, his tongue is back on you. This time, his movements are a lot slower. More precise. No drop is to go to waste. He wants to take his time, letting you feel every ounce of his love and passion for you. He wants you to know just how much he desires you, and just how much he enjoys this.

Pleased hums escape him as he drags his tongue through your folds, laving his mouth over your entire pussy. Dark eyes lock onto your own as he suckles and licks at your cunt, wings fluttering lightly in the air. His hands creep up your sides, touch trailing against your skin as he shifts to cup your breasts. He pinches at your nipples, rolling the pert buds between his fingers before tugging at them gently.

A low moan parts your lips, arching into his touch. Almost immediately, your hands come up to cover his own, pressing them firmer against your breasts. The content rumble that shakes his chest goes straight to your core, clenching around his tongue as he buries the muscle into your tight cunt.

Curling his tongue, his nose brushes tenderly against your clit. He pinches at your nipples once more, squeezing the flesh of your breasts appreciatively. As your hips begin to grind against him, he smirks. Humming contently, Seonghwa shifts to wrap his lips back around that sensitive little bundle of nerves, suckling lightly before flicking his tongue against you.

Soft moans and whimpers slip passed your lips, fingers returning to his hair to pull him in closer. Your whole body feels as if it’s floating, completely relaxing beneath his touch as pleasure courses through your veins. 

Everything about him is sinful. From the way his dark eyes shine beneath the light of the moon, captivating you in their loving, lustful pools. To the way his hands trace over your skin, burning multiple paths of desire, comfort, safety, and fulfillment all at the same time. You cannot count the amount of times he’s lost himself in you using just his tongue, and you know that tonight is no exception.

Your heart swells with nothing but love as he reaches out for your free hand. Almost instantly, he’s intertwining your fingers with his, squeezing gently. 

He’s right here, and he always will be.

Using his opposite hand, he parts your folds with two fingers. His tongue licks a long strip up your cunt before flattening over your clit. Now that he’s opened you completely to him, there is nothing in the way for him to be able to give you the most pleasure that he can.

A deep groan reverberates against you, hot breaths hitting your cunt with every exhale.

“Best fucking pussy I’ve ever had the pleasure to worship.” A tender kiss is placed upon your clit. “Perfect, delectable little cunt… Only one I’ll ever want. Only one I’ll ever need.”

Your eyes nearly roll to the back of your head, thighs shaking from his words. Your fingers tighten in his hair, squeezing his hand in your own as you whimper his name.

“That’s it, Beloved,” He coos, bumping his nose against your clit affectionately. “Say my name. Scream my name to the heavens and tell them who your eternal servant is. Tell them who it always will be. In this life, and the next. For all eternity.”

Your whole body begins to tremble as he wraps his lips around your clit, gently suckling on that sensitive little bundle of nerves. He purposely keeps you suspended in bliss, teetering right on the edge as he watches your whole being flood with ecstasy.

Pride fills his chest at how you whimper and whine for him, your hips desperately rolling against his tongue as he teases at your cunt.

“Tell me, Beloved,” A harsh suck is given to your clit, his eyes flashing as he locks gazes with you. “Who does such a delectable pussy belong to?”

All that you can manage is a desperate moan, chest heaving as that building pressure becomes almost unbearable within you. You can feel your clit practically pulsating, beginning to clench rhythmically around nothing.

“Who’s pretty pussy am I allowed to worship? To devour?”

“Seonghwa-“

“Say it.” Dark eyes flash beneath the moonlight, tone sharp as he growls lowly. “Come on, Pretty Girl. I want to hear you say it.”

Your breath hitches, nearing choking on a whine. Squeezing your eyes shut at the pleasure overwhelming your every nerve, you attempt to steady your shaking form. Taking a deep breath in, you go to speak.

However, the moment the words begin to form on your lips, Seonghwa wraps his own back around your clit, sucking harshly.

“Fuck-“ Inhaling sharply, your eyes fly open. Your voice borders on a scream as you just manage to choke out, “My pretty pussy is all yours to devour-“

Your words get caught in your throat as another loud curse escapes you, tossing your head back onto the pillows.

Seonghwa snarls against your cunt, shaking his head back and forth rapidly as he eagerly continues to suck at your clit. His hands tighten over you, pulling you impossibly closer as his wings flare out behind him.

A scream of his name tears from your throat, whole body shaking as your back arches from the bed. Your orgasm crashes into you unforgivingly, feet lifting slightly in the air from the intensity. Desperate whines and moans of his name escape you, clenching around nothing as your release floods out of you.

Only, Seonghwa doesn’t stop there.

Your cries of ecstasy only serve to spur him on as he slides the two fingers he had been using to spread your pussy open for him into your cunt. The feeling of your walls sucking him in, squeezing around his digits so delicately makes him groan. A shudder wracks his whole body, eyes closing briefly in bliss as his cock throbs against the sheets. Already he’s so close to coming again, but first, he needs to see you falling apart for him again. Because of him.

With practiced ease, he curls his fingers right up against that special spot inside of you. His tongue flicks at your clit, placing delicate kisses against that sensitive little bud before sucking harshly at it once more. The lewd, wet slurping sounds of his tongue on your cunt fill the room, only serving to make him even more feral than he already is.

High pitched moans escape you, tears of pleasure beginning to line your eyes as your whole body shakes beneath his hold. Your thighs squeeze around his head, not even deterring him in the slightest as you wither and whine. Every little touch makes your head spin, pleasure overwhelming your every sense.

You both wouldn’t want it any other way.

“Fuck- Seonghwa!” You gasp out, eyes squeezing shut as you practically curl into his touch. “Don’t stop-“ A catch in your breath as you cling to him for dear life. “Please, don’t fucking stop!”

A snarl of agreement fills the air, adding more pressure to his fingers as he massages over that special spot deep inside of you. His lips never once leave your clit, hooded gaze locked on your figure and practically demanding that you to fall apart for him right now.

With one final flick over your clit, you do.

Like lightning streaking across the sky, your orgasm crackles through your veins like a flash of electricity. Another scream of his name tears from your throat, broken and desperate as you squirt all over his face. Each movement against your cunt has you shuddering beneath his touch, vision blurring at the corners as the first of your tears of pleasure begin to slide down your cheeks.

Your hold on him is like a vice, grounding yourself to him as your chest heaves with every breath. You can feel something warm and wet splatter lightly against your thighs, Seonghwa’s deep moans beginning to harmonize alongside your own.

The way you notice his wings trembling in the air through your blissful haze causes the corners of your lips to twitch upwards. Knowing he’s just as affected as you are right now makes warmth swell inside of your chest, nothing but love flooding your very soul.

Seonghwa rests his forehead tenderly against your thigh while he catches his breath. His head swims with nothing but you, overwhelmed in the best of ways. Every ounce of his desire for you flows beneath the surface of his skin, drowning him in an undeniable ecstasy that only you can bring him. Seeing you like this - your pure and unfiltered form indulging in all that he has to offer - is unlike any other sensation he has ever felt in his entire existence.

He could never tire of this.

He could never tire of you.

Sliding his fingers from your cunt while releasing his hold on your hand, Seonghwa begins trailing kisses back up your body. Each press of his lips against you is soft, taking his time to admire every contour of your body. Every dip and curve of your glorious figure is sacred to him, and he never wants you to forget how beautiful you truly are. 

How beautiful you have always been.

Finally, his lips return to your own, giving you a deep and tender kiss which conveys his undying affections for you. Soft hums are breathed out against you, Seonghwa cupping your cheek gently in one hand while he slides his opposite arm around your waist. Pulling your chest flush against his own, he settles himself comfortably between your legs.

The feeling of his cock sliding through your wet folds, already hard and aching for you once more, makes you smile.

“My insatiable Little Sinner,” You coo, threading your fingers gently through his hair.

“When it comes to you?” His lips quirk upwards against your own, eyes shining with nothing but pure devotion as he openly admires you before him. “Always.”

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Chapter 1- The Arrangement

Arranged For Love (Carlos Sainz Jr x Reader)

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Summary- Everything seemed to be going well for Y/N until it doesn't. Will this life altering event bring her closer to her family. Will this life altering event introduce her to Carlos?

The reader is Y/N, other than that everyone has a name

Y/N was majoring in Business; just like her grandma, Anika Baker had wanted. "You're smart, you're rational and the best of all you're kind" she would tell her grand daughter growing up. That's why she was currently studying to maybe take over her family business when she grew up.

She grew up in a matriarchy, where after the untimely death of her grandfather; her grandmother took the lead and brought the company to where it is now. Eventually, she did step back and let her son, Ivan and daughter-in-law, Rose Aguirre handle it. That was when Y/N was born. The first born of their family, she was so pampered; she got whatever she wanted. She had her dad wrapped around her little pudgy finger.

So, when her parents were away, their grandmother raised her and her siblings. She fed them, helped them with their homework and best of all, told them stories of kings and dragons. Y/N would sit intently while her grandmother would massage her feet after a tiring day at school or give her a head massage when it ached. Y/N would always love spending time with her, one way or another.

Y/N was off too college as soon as she turned 18. She finally got to be back home after 2 years for longer than a few weeks; the reason wasn't something to be happy about since a virus had spread across the world and was killing people at an alarming rate. Which meant school, colleges, offices had all shut down and were working from home. When she hugged her grandma for the first time in 6 months; "You've gotten thinner since the last time I saw you" she squinted her eyes at her grandma. "You know how it is with age, I don't have the appetite anymore" her grandmother reasoned. "Well, you should still eat. I'm gonna make sure you gain weight before I leave" Y/N said determined. "Sure, sweetheart" she laughed. "Let's have food. It's nice to have everyone back home, together for once" she emphasised. Y/N held her grandmother's hand as they walked to the dining table for lunch.

A month or so after she was back, her grandmother had started feeling ill. She wouldn't be able to hold down any food and she had been complaining of a stomach ache. With COVID restrictions, getting an appointment was extremely difficult. After a week or so, thankfully, her dad was now at the doctor's office with his mother. The kids were at home, dotting it down to the regular stomach flu which was taking longer than usual to clear.

What came as a surprise to the family, after a couple tests was that, the matriarch of the house was suffering from stomach cancer. Couple more tests later, and it said that it had advanced quite a bit having spread all over the body. The doctors weren't sure what they could do other than ease her pain. Everyone was crying in their rooms while trying to hold a tough facade in front of Anika, so as to not worry her.

At breakfast, a few days after the diagnosis. "You lot are all cry babies. It's just cancer. I'll get the treatment and be well" Anika smiled. Everyone hoped what she was saying was true. But as the treatments started; things started to get worse for her. The medicines were taking a toll on her. Their once active grandmother was reduced to bathroom runs and staying put in her bed. She barely had the energy to eat on her own.

The matriarch's children were sad and couldn't help but cry since they couldn't do much for their mother other than watch. The grandkids would think of ways to make food exciting for their grandmother. The whole family had come together. They were all living together to care for their ailing mother. "I like this very much" Anika told Y/N. "What do you like, grandma?" she asked. "Having all my children here, fretting over me" she said looking at her 2 children fondly. Y/N smiled, "They always fret over you, for as long as I can remember" she replied. "Hmm...but this feel different...it feels nice" she hummed.

They had a scare a few months later; Anika's health had deteriorated suddenly and needed hospitalisation. When she was admitted in the hospital; everyone went to visit her in turns. "I wish I got to see at least one of my grandkids get married" she said barely above a whisper. She beckoned Y/N forward, "Darling, you're the oldest. You're the smartest. You always listen to your grandma don't you" she cooed. "Grandma, I don't like where this is going." she mumbled. "I know it is too much to ask for but why don't you get married. I'll find you a nice man" she reasoned. "Grandma, no. I'm only 20. I'm not getting married, not yet anyways." she whined. "ugh! I love you grandma, I really do but I don't have any plans of getting married, yet" she said pulling away from her grandma. "I'm going home. I hope you get well soon" she stormed off.

Y/N was fuming, she got that her grandma was sick and wanted to see major milestones in her grandkids lives and she wanted to share her happiness with her too but that doesn't mean she will throw her own granddaughter under the bus. She hated the fact that it was always her who would have to do as the elders told her to. Why couldn't it be her siblings or her cousins for once? Why did she have to get a married now? She has so much she wants to achieve, she can't be tied down just yet. People her age barely even remembered the name of the person they last slept with and she should get married; her grandma had gone crazy, she thought.

While Y/N was losing her mind because her grandma wanted her married; Carlos Sainz Junior was losing his mind since he got a contract with Ferrari next year.

In the world of Formula One, there was a change in tide. Sebastian Vettel would no longer be driving for Ferrari in the upcoming season; instead he was being replaced with an up and coming driving Carlos Sainz who was currently driving for McLaren. COVID had put a damper on things; but nothing could contain Carlos's excitement. He would be driving in red next year, something almost every driver had dreamt of when they dreamt of Formula One.

Carlos was your typical Formula One driver, he asked his father for guidance since he was a Rally Champion and looked up to some great drivers as inspiration. He had big plans; plan of winning his first race, plans of winning a championship title, plans of racing until he was 60 but none of those plans involved getting married any time soon. He couldn't imagine himself settling down, just yet even though his sister was planning on getting married herself. He had a long way to go; the biggest obstacle, he wasn't dating anyone as of yet so obviously marriage was off the table for the foreseeable future.

Now, there's a saying, sickness brings the lost together. That's exactly what had happened. Carlos senior had grown up with a family, albeit only for a few years of his childhood but those were formative years and he had spent a lot of his time with the Kastner family. They were his neighbours and even after they had moved away, they had still stayed in touch. He wouldn't forget their kindness and hospitality. For the few years that they were around he was incharge of making sure the oldest of the Kastner family, Ivan got to and back from school safely.

When Carlos senior found out about the ailing health of Mrs Kastner who would make him delicious food and baby sat them when necessary, he flew in as soon as he could with his family in tow. COVID didn't make it easy to visit the sick but Carlos senior would be damned if he didn't meet or introduce his kids to the woman he talked about. Carlos senior greeted Ivan, "You've aged" he laughed patting his back. "As if you haven't" he clapped back. The two happy to see each other after a very long time apart. "I heard Aunt Anika is sick" Carlos senior spoke. "News travels fast" Ivan chuckled. "Not fast enough since she's been sick for a while and I only found out after she was admitted" Carlos senior pointed out. "Yes, yes, she'll be discharged soon. She's been doing so much better for the past few days" Ivan explained. "That's good to know" Carlos senior sighed. "Can we meet her?" he asked hopeful. "I think she'll be over the moon when she find out you've come. She kept up with all your races" Ivan added. "I'm glad she did. I think it was the combined prayers of my mother and yours that I'm still alive after being this reckless" Carlos senior laughed. "That I will not disagree with" Ivan smiled opening the door to the hospital room where Anika was reading the day's paper. She placed the paper down to see who it was and a smile broke out on her face; "Carlos, darling, how've been? I've missed you" she spoke trying to get up but Carlos senior was already by her side, "Don't get up. I'm right here" he leaned down and hugged her. "I've missed you too." he whispered. She patted his back, "I see you've done well for yourself" she said scanning the faces of the 4 people behind him. He pulled away and introduced his wife and 3 kids to her. "Did he get into rallying just like his father?" she asked shaking Carlos junior's hand. "Worse, he's in Formula One" Carlos senior smiled. "Darling, stay safe. I might have to start praying for one more now" she shook her head. "This is the woman who was best friend's with your grandmother and they love each other too much" Carlos senior announced to his kids. "What team does he race for?" Anika asked Carlos senior drawing his attention. "I'm racing for McLaren now, but I'll be racing for Ferrari next year" Carlos junior replied. "congratulations dear. And Carlos, a bit narcissistic I think to name your kid after you" she laughed.

The atmosphere was lively and bright, everyone was busy catching up with each other and trying to let each other know what was going on with the other.

In all of this, the gears in Anika's head were spinning. If Carlos's son, Carlos was single he would be the right fit for her grand daughter. She had always adored and dotted on Carlos senior growing up, so it would only make sense that she would want a good family to take care of her grand daughter. If there's anything to go by how Carlos senior turned out, Carlos junior would fit right in with their family. She felt giddy thinking about the possibility of merging their two families. She knew if everything went well, they could easily be getting married at the end of the year or the beginning of the next. She just wanted what was good for her grand daughter, having something nice come out of it like a handsome and rich husband was a bonus.

The Sainz would be staying in town for a few days before they would be leaving. Anika had invited them over for dinner once she would be discharged since she couldn't send them away without feeding them herself. It was a day before her discharge and she was sat with both Ivan and Carlos. "Since the two of you are here, there's a proposition I would like to make" she said. The two men sat up straight waiting for Anika to continue. "I might not live long" she began but was cut off by mutual 'nos and you'll live a long life' before she shushed them. "Let's listen to the doctors and I know they are trying their best but we have to be realistic too. If I do live long, I'll get to watch the happiness unfold if don't then I'll at least be a part of some of it." she explained. The two men were very confused with where she was trying to go. "I want to make a proposition like I said, I think it would be great if Carlos's son, Carlos married Ivan's daughter, Y/N. I've always wanted to watch my grand kids get married, this way I can die happy" she finished. Their mouths opened and closed a few times before Carlos spoke, "Aren't they still too young?" he asked. "It's just a suggestion, it's up to you two and them to decided if they'll go through with it. Would I be happy if they got married? Obviously but at the end of the day it'll all up to the kids. I just want what's best for them" Anika said. The two men were thinking. They were stuck. "You two can think about it, maybe we can introduce them to each other at the dinner tomorrow" Anika said hopeful. This was going to be difficult conversation to have for both Carlos and Ivan, they thought.

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[number1plotsagiglazer]

hii this is my first post!! i havent written before so please excuse me if its bad :)

cw: angst

ft: rin

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So that's it then.

Three years of your life gone out the fucking window. You’ve given him everything.

Your time, your love, your  life.

And for what? To be discarded, thrown away like a piece of trash.

Boxes filled with your belongings lay scattered around the room. You had finally just finished clearing out the bedroom.

Your bedroom. Fuck.

A sigh fell from your lips as you looked around. The home that previously felt like, well, home, now seemed bleak and empty, a reminder of everything you had just lost.

That fucking bastard.

Your eyes drifted, landing on the small pile of glass laying grievously in the corner of the room. Somewhere in that miserable heap lay a picture, one of you and Rin on your very first date. You didn't want to look at it. No, you can't look at it. The man in that picture is someone else, someone kind and thoughtful, not the man who told you to leave without a second thought the night before.

Thinking back to the previous night, your heart began to ache, a cruel symphony of anger, hurt and love all fighting to surface, yet none prevailed. The events that had transpired flickered through your head.

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The rich aroma of sizzling steak and bitter wine wafted through the air, a result of the fancy dinner you had put hours into that now lay waiting on the table. You sat there, hair done, face covered in makeup that took a stupid amount of time and wrapped in a brand new turquoise dress, Rins favourite colour. Hell, you were even wearing lingerie in the same shade and, sure, it looks great, but it was the uncomfortable lacy kind you're constantly aware of when you wear it. This would be perfect. It had to be. Rin had been so distant lately, barely even bothering to take the time to look at or even speak to you. It hurt, and you knew he was just stressed. Matches hadn't been going well and you could see the effect it was having on him. So, being the wonderful girlfriend that you are, you cooked this wonderful meal for him and even placed stupid little candles and rose petals around the bed for later.

Sigh.

You felt silly, but you really wanted to make him feel better, and this would!

Oh how stupid were you.

The sound of keys jingling in the door snapped you out of your thoughts, shooting up out of your chair and racing to the door to meet him. You felt a nervous excitement course through your veins, almost feeling like a teenager again. You hadn't seen him in five days, and no matter how he had been recently, you missed him.

The door swung open, revealing your gorgeous boyfriend, wearing the expression of a man ready to snap at any second.

Shit. Don't let this discourage you. He's probably just grumpy.

‘Hey Honey how are you?’You start with a smile, throwing your arms around him, you continue. ‘I missed you!’

He looked down at you, peeling away from your grip as his scowl deepened.

‘The hell are you all dressed up for?’

Ouch.

‘I bought a new dress for tonight! Do you like it? I cooked us dinner as well. I thought a nice welcome home would help brighten your mood a bit, you know? You've seemed so stressed recently.’

His eyes darted to the dinner table which lay adorned with food, all of which you knew he loved, and dimly lit with candles. A sigh escaped his lips.

‘Can we do this another night Y/N? I'm really tired. Practice was shit.’

Your resolve cracked a bit. After all the time you put into this, he wants to just postpone it and the excuse you get is ‘today's practice was shit?’ Trying to keep your smile steady, you respond as sweetly as you can

‘Well love its ready now, so we don't we just eat and I can help you relax aft-’

He pushed past you, headed towards the stairs. He doesn't even bother to look at you as he speaks.

‘I said I'm tired. Another night,’

‘But-’ You began.

‘For fucks sake Y/N would you leave me be? Eat the food yourself if it bothers you that much.’

The harsh words that came so easily from his lips shot a searing pain through your heart. Watching him walk away, so unbothered by what he just said to you, had the words tumbling out of your mouth before you even knew what you were saying.

‘Do you still love me?’

Rin stopped in his tracks as a deathly silence fell upon the room.

‘What?’

Keep going.

‘You seem miserable Rin. You never smile at me anymore, you never spend time with me, fuck Rin you’re hadly ever home! And when you are it seems like you would rather be anywhere else than here with me. It's always soccer this, Isagi that, you never even try to listen to what I have to say anymore! So tell me, what the fuck is the point in us even being together?’

A long pause followed your words. Tears you hadn't even noticed had filled your eyes were now streaming down your cheeks. Your head was filled with a storm of emotions, anger, betrayal, but mainly just sadness.

‘Please Rin… say something.’

He keeps his back turned to you, remaining silent for another moment longer.

‘I've been clear from the start that soccer has always been and will always  be the most important thing in my life. If you can't cope with that, leave. I won't stop you.’

What? He won't stop you? Three years, and that's all he has to say?

The framed picture of the two of you on your first date sitting on the shelf meets your eyes. You're pressing a kiss to his temple, while he wears an embarrassed face, cheeks dusted pink with a small smile ghosting his lips. You almost trip over yourself as you walk over to it, picking it up with trembling hands. The tears are now flowing freely down your face as you march over to him shoving it into his face. 

‘Look at us! We were so happy Rin! What happened to us, to this?’

Abruptly, his hand shot out, faster that you could process, and knocked the photo out of your hands. A smash echoed through the room as it shattered against the wall.

A sob ripped from your lips as you saw the ruined picture frame in a pile on the floor. You felt your last ounce of hope dissipate. Rin was no longer the man you fell in love with. All that remained was a shell of him, filled with anger and hatred. You slowly turned your head to look at him. Regret flashes across his face for a split second, yet it's gone as quickly as it came. He looks down at you, eyes blank.

‘Well we aren't happy anymore, are we?’

He quickly moved towards the door and you collapsed on the ground,  strangled cries being torn from your lips. The door slammed, and he was gone.

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You sigh as your hands find the handle of the last box, moving to bring it to your car. As you turn to leave, the ruin of the photo catches your eye.

Bastard. Hope it cuts him when he cleans it up.

Kicking the door shut, you stroll over to your car, piling the last box in on top of the others. Glancing one last time at the house you once called home, a sad smile ghosted your lips.

That's it I guess.

[hopeluna]

For the Cupid!! 14 with mammon 18+ fem reader please!!!

𖦹 ׂ 𓈒 ⋆ ۪ — Valentine's day event ˎˊ˗

Prompt 14: “i think i deserve a kiss.”

CW: mammon x fem!reader, 18+ mdni!!, gonna be honest this is just porn with little plot, jealous mammon, sex (p in v), oral (f receiving), some mild biting cause its hot shush, overstimulation (m receiving), very slight exhibitionism (Lucifer hears ya'll going at it), also some fluff too <3

Wc: 1.3k

⁀➷ cupid: I hope u like your match!

This was definitely going to go on Mammon's list of worst valentine's days.

But let's rewind a little bit.

Mammon had spent the past few weeks trying to come up with the most perfect plan for the entirety of valentine's day for you. He had even worked his ass off tirelessly for the previous months. First, he was going to take you to breakfast at your favourite cafe; then he was going to whip up the tickets to the fair you had always wanted to go to; buy you gifts with his own hard work earned money. Later, he was going to lead you to the fancy restaurant that just opened a month before, and show you his handmade gifts.

Mammon had every little detail planned out to make this day memorable for you.

The day was going as planned at first. You seemed like you had a good time getting breakfast in the cafe, and the content smile on your face made way for a beaming grin on his. A grin that only stretched more at your excited face when he showed you the fair tickets. Mammon was sure his heart was melting at the way you hugged him, ecstatic.

It was at the fair that things started to go downhill. As much as he loved his brothers, he wished that they would disappear from Devildom for this one day.

You bumped into Beel at the fair, his arms carrying a mountain of food items. He looked so excited to see you and practically dragged you both off with him to try out all the food stalls. Mammon had to pinch himself to keep from whining out in frustration.

Beel was not going to leave the fair anytime soon, that much was clear. So when Mammon made a stuttering excuse and lead you out of there, he thought that would be the end of it. No two minutes later, you ran into Asmo.

He managed to keep you busy for about half an hour with declarations of love until Mammon and you made a run for it as soon as Asmo had his back turned to both of you.

Then it was Satan, trying to pursue you to go to a cat cafe with him; when you finally got home, there was Levi with a gleam in his eyes asking you to play a valentine's day themed game he had just gotten.

You could tell Mammon was worked up when he ignored his brother and swiftly dragged you by the hand to your room, shutting the door with a thud, his back to you.

"Mamm-", you're startled at first, soon melting into the fierce kiss Mammon pulls you in. Its not the usual loving, almost shy kiss Mammon gives you; this one is all tongue and teeth, a gasp escaping you when he bites down hard on your lower lip before swiping his tongue over it. It's a harsh kiss, laced with envy and is possessive. You can't help the moan that escapes you, already feeling heat spread in your body.

"Everybody- ", he backs you towards the bed, "- fucking thinks- ", Mammon nips at your jaw, laying you spread on the bed "- that they can have you." you whimper at the harsh way he trails bites and kisses down your neck. "They can't- you're mine."

You grasp at his arms, one knee hooked around his hip. You flip him, switching positions before straddling his lap. "I'm yours." you smirk at the moan he lets out when you grind on the bulge straining through his pants.

Mammon's hands fall on your hips, ceasing their movements. You're confusion melts away when he gently motions your hips up his body, past his stomach, his chest- settling you hovering right above his mouth.

"Want you- want you soak my face", you feel a hot flush creep up the back of your neck, hips moving on their own in search of friction. You both let out a moan in unison when Mammon pulls aside your underwear, swiping his tongue over the length of your cunt.

His moans soon become muffled as he grasps your hips, eating you out like his very life depended on it.

Your eyes threaten to flutter shut in pleasure when you look down at Mammon. You can see the slick drenching his cheek and chin. His tongue alternating between sucking on your little bundle of nerves and dipping into your clenching wet hole. The sight has your mind reeling, hips grinding harder against his tongue chasing release.

Mammon's muffled moans only spur you on. He seems like he's enjoying this more than you are.

You reach your breaking point when he gives you a particular harsh, lewd suck- eyes flitting down only to see him already staring up at you with lust gleaming in his eyes.

Mammon keeps licking at your cunt even after, only relenting with a whine when you move away to straddle his lap once again. Mammon sits up, back resting on the headboard. Your head swims in desire watching him lick away at your slick on his chin, letting out a breathy moan as if it's the most delectable dessert.

The lust in his eyes gets replaced by something playful for a second. He sends a pout your way, lips jutting out, shining with saliva.

"I think I deserve a kiss, with the day that i've had!"

You laugh at the dramatic way his head rolls back to rest on the headboard, face stricken with fake grief. You decide to indulge him for once without any teasing.

"You know what? I think you do." Mammon's head snaps up, face lit. He pulls you into a kiss, a sweet one this time, laced with adoration, some lewdness seeping in at the way you can taste yourself a little bit on his tongue.

Mammon swallows your moan greedily when he moves his hips beneath you, your head falls limply at the crook of his neck, still sensitive from your last orgasm. You huff in amusement when Mammon hastily pulls away his and your clothes, melting into him with a content sigh at the skin to skin contact.

"Lift your hips up for me, baby"

You moan lightly, the head of his hard cock catching at your entrance, making the wettest squelch sound when you move your hips down and down and down, till you're fully seated, hips flush.

You take a moment before moving, savouring the delicious burn of his cock stretching you out. Desperate moans and curses spill from Mammon's kiss-swollen lips when you start to move your hips, grinding and bouncing erratically. The pleasure too much for you to bear.

Mammon leans in, burying his face in your neck. You think its innocent until you feel a sharp sting that only seems to spur you on even more, bouncing up and down harshly on his cock.

The sound of skin slapping and wet squelches seemed to echo in the room and your mind. What tips Mammon over the edge is when he looks down at where your cunt is swallowing him greedily, a ring of white coating the base of his cock.

You follow right behind him, relishing in the feel of his cum spurting in you-

The sound of knocking on wood intertwines with the quiet laboured breaths in the room.

Lucifer's voice rings out, calling your name. Mammon's lips pull down into a frown at the thought of getting interrupted again. Your own lips pull up into a smirk as a idea crosses your mind.

Mammon lets out a choked noise when you grind your hips against his, a noise loud enough to fill the silence of the room. Loud enough to go through the door. And if that wasn't enough, more moans spill out from Mammon when you begin to bounce on his lap, the noise echoing.

Mammon calls out your name laced in a whimper, "shit- i can't- "

You huff a chuckle when you hear the retreating footsteps outside the door a moment later.

You hear Mammon mumble under his breath, almost not catching what he says-

"Happy fucking valentine's day to me-" you cut him off with another roll of your hips.

© hopeluna. Do not copy, translate, modify or repost any of my work in this or any other site. Do not steal or modify my ideas/concepts either.

[caeunot]

johnnie guilbert x reader

johnnie writing zombie about you

idea by @beansnsoup !

➷ you and johnnie have known each other for almost two years now, you two hang out at least once a week, normally to do a video since everytime you two collab the video gets at least 100k more views.. but also because you guys get along so well. everytime your together you both laugh so hard there are tears and unlike jake you keep your space clean so videos don't need a whole cleaning crew to sort out the mess afterwards. either way you two have become pretty close, and when johnnie told you he was working on a new song you were so excited. you love all his music and you always try to watch every cover post he does on tiktok.

you showed up to jake and johnnies place to sleep over since you live an hour away and you are free both today and tomorrow so you might as well stay longer. you normally sleep in johnnies bed and johnnie sleeps on the couch since they don't have a spare room, you are fine sleeping on couch but johnnie insists everytime that you get his room.

the moment you came in the house something felt a little off, like as if there was an unusual energy in the air or that there's a secret between them that your not let into. you don't let it get to you since you were about to go on jake's live.

"jake no offence but why do you always make me eat the most unhealthy shit ever", you say as the live was ending. " okay y/n that's just mean, this is my diet your talking about ", " next time I'm on your live and you like faint from too much sugar ill refuse to drive you to the hospital, I'll just leave you there and take your room so johnnie doesn't have to sleep on the couch when I stay over" jake rolls his eyes. "so basically what your saying is that you want me dead so you could be roommates with johnnie instead.. I see how it is..." you shove him slightly and he screams dramatically and grabs his arm in fake pain. you laugh and the both of you say goodbye to chat.

"that was great, I think that was our best yet!" jake says cleaning up the mess he made. "I think so too! I wish johnnie could have joined though". you noticed how jake immediately got a massive smile on his face, " hey what's that smile for" you say giggling. "oh nothing" jake says winking before starting to drive you both back to the house.

a few minutes after coming back johnnie comes up to you, wanting to show you something. he leads you to his room and sits down on his bed. he starts petting the spot next to him, letting you know you can sit. as you sat he leaned behind and pulled out his guitar. "oh yay are you going to show me your new song!" you say doing a small clap. "yup! it's the one I've been talking about the past few weeks!" he says, you notice his voice is a little shakey but you figure it's normal when singing to a person alone. he cleared his throat and began singing.

Blood red sheets are my favorite

I could be your greatest weakness

'Cause she's got me so damn nervous

I'm a zombie, baby, what's my purpose?

you were enjoying the song so much you were barely taking note of the lyrics, at the end you gave him a massive hug. "johnnie that was great! I think this is my new favorite song of yours, you better be putting it on Spotify".

he blushed slightly, "I'm glad you like it! but I wana ask like.. what do you think of it". you tilt your head to the side a bit confused, "wait what do you mean?". " it's, uh, never mind don't worry" johnnie says putting his guitar away giving you a weak smile.

the energy was really weird now, the feeling you had before was 10x worse and you had no idea why.

a few hours later you said goodnight to the boys and got into bed, you had sat on your phone for a bit when the events of the day really started to sink in and you hated that there was unresolved issues, so you texted johnnie asking if he's awake. as you sent the text you saw a light flash on the bed. you check and it's johnnies phone

y/n 🧟‍♂️ ♥️:

heyy, i don't want to wake you just incase your asleep but if you aren't can we talk?

you laughed at the fact he put a zombie by your contact name, but as you were about to get out of bed to give him his phone it struck you. johnnies song is literally called zombie, maybe that has something to do with the emoji by your contact name. you immediately tried to recall the lyrics of his song,

I want your heart

I want your brain and that body

'Cause you got me going too insane

You can't control mе

I want your heart

I want your brain and that body

'Cause you got me acting likе a fucking zombie

y/n you absolute dumbass, johnnie wasn't just playing a song for you! he was singing his feelings. it all makes sense now, you know for a fact that johnnie gets really anxious when talking about his feelings and if he ever did want to ask you out he probably would be to shy to say it outright, jake probably knew and that's why the energy was so awkward today!

you immediately jump out of bed and go to the living room, you see johnnie typing something on his laptop but when he notices you he smiles closing his it, "you okay? it's pretty late" he asks as you sit down next to him. "johnnie can I ask you something?" you say biting your lip. "sure what's up".

"who was the person you wrote zombie about?" you said, ripping off the bandaid. at first he opened his mouth but then shut it again looking away, even in the dark you are noticing how he is getting flushed. "johnnie?", he didn't answer and instead put his arms under yours and held you for a soft hug, " it's you y/n, I wrote it about you" the hug lingered for awhile just like the silence in the air.

"johnnie I feel the same" you say after the hug finishes. "wait, really?", you take his hands in your own, "yes, really". he says nothing but then leans in for a soft kiss that you reciprocate, his hands gently fall onto your waist, as your kiss started turning more intense johnnie pulls away taking you off guard, "wait, before we carry on its my turn to ask a question" you make a confused face. "can I call you my girlfriend?" you let out a little laugh, "yes, yes yes yes!!" you say as you leaned in again, and this time you can feel his smile through each and every kiss.

❣

[nickssidewitch]

💘 What The Sturniolo Triplets Are Like In Love ~ Tarot Analysis ✨

With the power of clairvoyance (and all of the other clairs), I think I have a pretty good grasp of what I think the triplets are like when they’re in love with someone. Here are my takes of each of them:

Disclaimer: This is tarot & soul/energy channelling, and not pure facts. Please take what I say with a grain of salt. If you don’t like it, don’t agree, or don’t care, just keep scrolling! 🤍🤎✨

Matt:

A giver. He doesn’t even expect any gifts from you really. But if you do happen to give him something special, he will treasure it for all of your lives together.

Speaking of not expecting anything from you, he doesn't expect you to pay for anything. He's the "put it on my tab" kind of guy. If he ever saw you pulling out your wallet at the end of a date, he'd scoff and ask you with a shocked expression, "What are you doing? Put that away!"

He loves to just be in the same space with you. Whether you're at home, both scrolling endlessly through TikTok on your phones on opposite ends of the couch, or you're both attending a party (which was rare for him prior to you meeting each other, but became a bit more comfortable for him since you were now in his life), just being in an environment knowing you were in the vicinity was enough to keep him satisfied.

He always makes time for his partners. He'd happily cancel a meeting or just not attend an event in order to spend time with you, especially when you're sick or just having a needy day. "Don't worry about it; I'll deal with it later," he'd reassure you before climbing next to you in bed and snuggling up next to you, planting a reassuring and comforting kiss onto your forehead. And if he messed up and you two had an argument the previous day, he would spend the entire next day making it up to you (wink wink).

He'll give you his food if he sees that you're just eyeing at his meal. He would be bringing a forkful of his food to his mouth, and midway he would notice you staring at his fork from the corner of his eye. He'd smirk and roll his eyes, asking you if you want a taste, and you'd nod, trying to hide your excitement of taking that bite. But Matt would notice said excitement as he hears you moan at the taste of his food. You'd beg him again, and he'd comply again, feeding you another bite. And then again. And then again. Until finally, he'd sigh and chuckle, handing you the rest of his plate of food. If he ever noticed you feel bad, he'd wave off your worries and reply, "I'll just get something else or {insert snack here}. I'm not a big eater anyway". Sometimes, you two would even just share the same plate, feeding each other (which is something he would find corny if he saw another couple doing it).

He'd go all out for special romantic days. During events like Valentine's Day or your anniversary, he'd do the whole shebang of leaving rose petals leading to the bed or the bath. Although mentally hating himself for "leaving a mess" in the days or hours he prepared leading up to this special moment, by the time your special romantic day was done, he wouldn't even care about the "mess"- he probably wouldn't even call it one anymore-, offering to clean up the house petal by petal.

He's a true romantic old soul, going on classic dates like those drive-in movie theaters, or going to an old-school diner (which, on special days, would have to be one of those fine dining replicas of those old-school diners since he liked to spend money on his girl during those special days).

He's like a bear when he snuggles. A real heavy bear that doesn't budge, even when you try to push him off. "Nuh-uh," he'd protest if you ever tries to push him off of your body, followed by him adding more (if not all) of his body weight to keep himself against you.

Chris:

He swears he’s not a softy now, but when he finally meets someone that he’s romantically involved with, he turns into an absolute lover-boy— maybe even a bit more than Matt.

He has this way of giving you his undivided attention, stopping his mouth from continuing to yap on just to hear what you have to say. And if his girl's a bigger yapper than him, he'd happily let her take the crown of being the yapper of the couple.

Even if you find what you’re saying to be stupid, he’ll value every single word you say. “No, don’t say that,” he’d protest at your insecurities. “What you’re saying makes sense," or "I'm listening to you, I'm hearing what you're saying."

He loves physical touch, and once he gets in a touchy-feely mood, it’s hard to get him out of it for the day. Hell, maybe he’d be the type to designate days where he's just latched onto you, following you around the house like a damn puppy.

He's a starer, but not the weird kind. If you were speaking, he'd stare at you, paying attention to your words, watching the way your lips would curve when you speak, observing your gesticulation. He'd look at you from afar if you were talking to a friend at the other side of the room at a party. You would happen to catch him staring at you doing your hair and makeup as you look up through the reflection of the mirror of your vanity.

He communicates the best through music. Whether it’s him showing you his favorite song for the day or even sending you a song that expresses how he feels while he’s in another room in the middle of you two not speaking to each other after an argument, one of his languages is music. You'd receive a notification on your phone and look at the message, seeing that it's a link to a song from Chris. You'd roll your eyes at his message, being that you two just had an argument and you told him you needed space to cool off, but a small chuckle would leave your lips, finding that small action of his to be rather endearing.

He loves dates where you two are competing against each other. From laser tag to air hockey, he would love being competitive with you. He loves the idea of rubbing his wins in your face, constantly bringing them up from the ride back home all the way until the you're both tucked away in his bed to sleep. He secretly likes when you're the one who behaves that way though, bragging about your wins all day and laughing at his losses. And although he would never ever admit that, the smile that formed on his lips every time you taunted him told you enough. And there was something about being competitive on your dates that would always end up translating in the bedroom...

Nick:

He is so into you (So Into You by Tamia came on in my head). Like his world just revolves around you. You’re just the Polaris in his night sky, shining brightly and leading him to the best paths. You shine brighter than any other star in his sky.

He’ll hit you up late at night “just to talk for a bit”. And by a bit, he means the whole night till the morning (like 5 AM) when one of you happens to finally look out the window and notice that the sun is rising. You'll both be talking to each other as the night goes on with drifting eyes and slurred, tired speech, but not giving a fuck. "Why?", someone would ask Nick about his late-night talking, and he'd respond, "Because it's {insert boyfriend's name here]" with a matter-of-fact tone.

He loves your style. He never thought he'd be the kind of guy to coordinate outfits with his man, but when you two start dating, he would absentmindedly coordinate his outfit with yours. And if you ever pointed this out to him, he'd roll his eyes and laugh. He might take bits and pieces of your wardrobe without you knowing until you’re like “Wait a minute…” and he’s standing there with your clothes on like “😁”.

PDA is second nature to him. He wouldn't say he's a public relationship kind of guy, but his actions with you say otherwise. He would swing him arm onto your shoulders, pulling you close to him. He would let you keep your hands on his hips, just because they're in the vicinity of his hips. His hand would try to find its way to yours, and when it finally does, it holds onto yours gently, giving it a squeeze sometimes whenever it felt like. The thing is though, he wouldn't even realize any of this. And if someone pointed it out, he'd blush and then shrug, sometimes giving a snarky remark along the lines of "Well, mind your business."

He enjoys talking about your job and passions with you. He could talk about his job to you all he wanted, but it all just a bunch of yadda yadda yadda to him at the end of the day. He rather enjoyed hearing you talk about your job, from the struggles of keeping up with certain tasks to the joys of getting them done. He loved hearing your life story, patiently listening as you explained to him what got you into this job and why you were still in it. Your passions intrigued him, and simultaneously, they attracted him to you in the first place. "What can I say? I love a businessman," He'd comment with a smile.

Hopefully you guys like this post! 💖🥹✨ I had a fun time making it! If you enjoyed this format, feel free to ask me more questions where I can compose the content similarly to this one! I'm open to anything (so long as the spirit guides don't say no! 😅).

Love you all!! MUAH! 😘🫂🤍

[intimidating-fettuccine]

Hello, I hope you are doing well! A while ago I requested Sully and Helen where they see their partner dressed up and heavy makeout ensues with nsfw elements. This time, can I request it with Jeff and Smiley (separately). If one or both characters don’t inspire you, feel free to choose any other male creeps!

Welcome back! I hope you enjoy this one too! ^-^ You've inspired others, because someone else also sent in your previous request asking for it with other creeps :) I love writing this type of stuff :p

Click here for a link to the previous version with Helen and Sully

Jeff:

Jeff tried to be good, he really did. You get him so excited so easily, and he knew he could be a bit too handsy and lustful sometimes, but on nights like tonight, when you had a big event plan, he always tried his best to be a good, supportive boyfriend, and keep his hands to himself. However, just because he tries, doesn't mean he succeeds, and he feels himself wavering in his determination the second you step out of the bathroom, all dressed up and positively glowing with confidence. Forcing himself to sit on his bed, legs crossed to hide the obvious predicament he's in, he tells you that you look incredible, his cheeks and ears flushed red, and he can't keep his eyes off of you. Normally, he'd give you a kiss goodbye and a big hug before you leave for anything, so you're a bit confused when he refuses to budge, saying you can just go ahead and get to your event.

"Babe, just give me a kiss goodbye." You state, quite unamused with his sudden coldness, but it's the thick swallow and look he gives you that clues you in on what's really happening. "If I give you a kiss, I'm gonna be honest, Sweetheart... You're not going to that event." He places the ball in your court. You could walk out the door, telling him goodbye and saying that you'll see him later, and all would be well and dandy... but you don't do that. No, instead you waltz right over to him, place yourself between his legs, and give him a deep, loving kiss that makes him lose all resistance immediately. His hands are on your body, your clothes are slipping off, and his back is on the bed before he can even breathe. He does try one last time to remind you of your event, but when you tell him you didn't really wanna go that badly anyway, he fully gives in and flips the two of you around, his clothes flying off even faster than yours had.

It's laughable how excited he is, and he knows that, so he only punishes you with a few nips to your skin when you break out in giggles, but goddamnit, with you looking that good how could he resist wanting to fuck you so bad? Giggles become replaced with moans, foreplay so easy when you got just as excited for him as he did you, and it wasn't long until your legs were pressed into your chest and he was doing his due diligence to fuck you as good as he physically could. At this rate, you were already coming up with plans of dressing up more often if it got him this riled up, but your plans would have to wait a few days considering the pain he'd give you, your neck and shoulders sore from so many bitemarks, your pelvis aching from the force of his thrusts that weren't going to stop anytime soon, not that either of you were complaining about it.

Smiley:

Really, you should know better. You should know better than to tease him, to tell him that he's missing out while posing in front of him in that gorgeous outfit, flaunting yourself with a wink. You should know better than to tauntingly tell him that you'll try and be back early enough to give him some attention, because really, you don't have to be back early if you never leave, right? Those are the words he ghosts over your skin as he slams his hand onto the door from behind you, shutting it before you can walk out. Before you could question him, you were spun around, your back hitting the door where his hand had just been, your legs already hoisted around his waist as he pressed you against it. You don't have the room to argue, do you?

When you were intentionally riling him up in the first place, when the look in your eyes says you want this just as much as he does, when your hands are already moving up his shoulders and curling into his hair. Any further complaints from you die when his lips find yours, and you instinctively lean forward to press your body against his. You hardly even notice his movements as he carries you over to the bed until your back hits the plush comforter, and he pulls away to remove the clothes that had started this ordeal in the first place. The look of satisfaction you give him has chuckles bubbling out of him that cause you to change your look into confusion, but the smirk and shake of his head he gives you confirms your growing suspicions that maybe you'd overdone it a bit this time. You should have known better than to tease him so much, to rile him up and look so cocky as if you were the one in control when really, he can make you so absolutely miserable with need, oh so easily. He has more patience than you do, and more self-control.

The first time he denies you an orgasm you think he's just going to do this a couple of times... and then the second denial hits, and the third, and the fourth, and the fifth, and by that point you're a sobbing mess on his bed, begging for him to just fuck you already, and he's chuckling at you again and looking at you with the same cocky arrogance you'd been displaying earlier, but he can't stand to see his precious little thing cry so much, so he gives you what you wanted, again, and again, and again, until you're crying again from the opposite reason. He's got patience, sure, but he's also an insatiable bastard, and he'll fuck you into the mattress until neither of you can handle it anymore, as a lesson to teach you not to tease him so much when you both know you're the one that's going to crack first. Although this isn't the first time he's taught you this lesson, and despite the fact that as your own personal doctor, he's gonna have to take care of you in the next few days from this, it certainly won't be the last.

[faireyhouses]

— bed days (reg!jackie)

Contents: disabled!jackie 𓈒 cg!nat 𓈒 chronic pain 𓈒 upset feelings 𓈒 best little friend lottie 𓈒 part of my au

Notes: Just a little something I got myself to write to make myself feel better about the horrible time I've been having lately

WC: 800+

— taglist: @wiserteriaoverbarefeet

Jackie hated bed-days.

Bed days were the days when her body woke her up hurting all over, when she couldn't even sit up without feeling an ache in her back and when her head felt so fuzzy that she could barely focus on things for longer than five minutes without a break.

Bed-days meant she couldn't play even with her special toys she kept in her room, much less sit at the dining room table with Lottie and color or make up stories with her calico critters with Laura Lee.

Today was a bed day, and so far all Jackie had done since waking up was stare at her ceiling until Nat had set up her heating pad, counting the star stickers peeling from above.

Now Nat was gently brushing her hair into a quick braid, pulling it out of her face as she softly tells her about what events had happened that morning at breakfast, mainly Mari and Shauna’s fight over who got the last bit of apple juice.

“Are you hungry for anything?” She asks once she's done with her hair, adding one of Jackie's favorite flower clips for good measure.

Jackie tilits her head in thought, she usually wasn't very hungry on days like these, but she hadn't eaten breakfast and she knows she needs to eat something.

“Sauce?” She hopefully asks, out of all her safe foods her applesauce packets were her favorites, they were easy to eat and she could do it all on her own, plus they wouldn't spill on her bed and make it all yucky like her macaroni or soup.

Nat's smile softens as she nods. “I can go check if we have some for you.” Jackie nods with as much excitement as she can muster, watching Nat quickly retreat back out the bedroom door in search of her snack.

She leaves the door cracked open and Jackie faintly hears giggles from downstairs, some fun game no doubt unfolding without her.

It makes her sad, and she almost picks up a pillow to toss towards it to hopefully knock it shut, before she considers how much it could hurt her.

It wasn't fair that everyone else could have fun and play together while he was stuck in her bed with her heating pad pressed to her back and her weighted turtle resting on her stomach, continuing to count the ceiling stars.

She's doing that when Nat returns a moment later, her requested applesauce and some fresh water in her sippy cup in her hands.

“You okay, lovebug?” Nat asks as she rests Jackie’s applesauce on the table beside her, catching the sad look on her face even as she tries to hide it.

Jackie shrugs lightly, pulling the collar of her shirt up and into her mouth as she gently chews at the soft fabric. She knows she shouldn't do it, but the calming motion soothes her enough to allow her to softly speak after a moment.

“M'bored.” She mumbles around the fabric. Nat tilts her head, briefly thinking before she smiles softly. “I'm sorry, Jax. Do you want to watch a video?” She wouldn't usually rely on tech for entertainment, but she was aware that there wasn't much Jackie could do at the moment.

But Jackie shakes her head at the offer, “Hurts m'eyes.” She softly says, and Nat bites the inside of her cheek as she tries to think of something else.“Want me to see if Lottie wants to come read with you?” Nat eventually asks, but Jackie hesitates. If Lottie was big enough to read by herself, wouldn't she want to spend her time doing fun stuff instead of sitting in Jackie's dark room with her?

Nat seems to pick up her hesitation so she leans down, gently brushing some of Jackie's hair out of her face. “She was asking how you were earlier, I think she'd love to come see you.” She says softly.

It was true, Lottie had come up to her multiple times that morning asking how Jackie was doing, she'd even helped her get the sickly girl's applesauce ready just a bit ago.

After considering the reassurances, Jackie nods in agreement, and Nat quickly stands and leaves to go fetch the other girl, but not before handing her the applesauce she had requested.

Jackie happily enjoys it, even managing to pull herself into a slightly better position when Nat returns, Lottie following close behind.

“Hi Jackie.” She says softly, smiling as she lightly pats her shoulder. Jackie returns the grin, “Hi Lottie.” Nat glances between the two of them before she leaves, leaving the door cracked inc are she was needed.

“Wanna read some books?” Lottie asks after a moment and Jackie nods, watching as she goes over to her books, kneeling down to study the titles of the picture books as she picks a few from the shelf, before she stands back up and carries them over to the bed and carefully climbs in beside Jackie.

Lottie smiles gently as she adjusts herself until she's comfortable, showing off the handful of stories she had picked out, notably ones she knew Jackie really enjoyed.

She lets Jackie pick which one she wanted to read first, Winnie the Pooh of course, before she flips to the first page and starts to softly read.

[senseiofbullshit]

Happy Birthday, Josuke!

Pairing: Josuke Higashikata x Reader

Summary: It's Josuke's birthday and he wants to try something new tonight:

A/N: I posted this a while ago on AO3, but as I was updating my masterlist here, I realized I never posted it on Tumblr. Based on this VERY NSFW image (which is referenced with permission). I love that this will be the work that christens my blog.

WC: 4.1k

Read it on AO3 here.

Warnings: NSFW, MDNI, Sub Josuke, Use of toys, light bondage

Your hands are shaking with excitement as Josuke's favorite Prince album plays softly in the background.

“Are you sure you still want to do this? Speak now or forever hold your peace,” your voice is sing-song as you guide Josuke's chin so he can look up at you.

Josuke is naked and kneeling on his haunches in the center of your bed with his hands tied behind his back. You'd wanted to put on something a bit more appealing for this event, but he insisted that he liked the way you looked in your underwear and his oversized shirt. Tonight was all about him and you wouldn't deny him anything. At least, not right now.

He hums with a smile. His face is already a bit flushed as he looks you in the eyes.

“I trust you babe. Besides…” He trails off as he smirks. “This is really hot.”

You giggle a bit.

“You remember the safe word, Josuke?

“Yeah babe.”

“Say it for me.”

His cheeks grow pink and he breaks your gaze.

“Raspberry.”

“Are you nervous?”

He chews on his bottom lip as his blush begins to spread to his neck.

“A little bit.”

You bring his eyes back up to yours.

“Don't be. I'm going to take very good care of you birthday boy.”

“I'm looking forward to it baby.”

You lean down to press a kiss to his lips. He wastes no time sliding his tongue into your mouth and you allow him. You won't be too hard on him tonight. It is his birthday after all. Gently, your hands begin to smooth over the skin of Josuke's shoulders. Your fingertips lightly dance across his warm skin and trace over his star shaped birthmark. His moan is complaint when your hands make their way up to his pompadour. A smile begins to creep across your lips. You can feel his frustration grow as his lips start to leave yours, no doubt to tell you off about messing up his hair. Grabbing a fist full of his black strands, you tug his head backwards. His mouth hangs open against yours. Whatever he was about to say is replaced by a breathy moan. It’s entertaining to see just how quickly his irritation melts into pleasure. He shoots you a glare that translates something about how you're going to pay for that later. Right now, you don't care and by the end of the night, you were hoping to have Josuke's brain too fried to remember in the morning. You place kisses up the column of his neck as your hands wander a bit. When your hands smooth down his shoulders and onto his chest, you can feel him flexing. You know he's itching to touch you. He's never been restrained before and he's probably regretting it now. You lick a wet trail across his collarbone before biting at his skin. He moans loudly when you begin to suck on the skin hard enough to leave a mark.

Josuke always enjoyed being marked. He only pretended to cover up the markings. In actuality, he loved showing them off. He loves getting “caught” with hickies all over his body (by anyone except his mother). He also loves the way you scratch his back when you're under him. Feeling the sting the next day in the shower not only reminds him of how well he railed you, but it also gets him excited all over again.

“Bend over,” you instruct him.

His cheeks blaze as the words leave your mouth. Josuke could always be so bashful in bed, especially when he was being submissive. He had no problems telling you filthy things when he was the one in charge. When you and Josuke started sleeping together, you were quite surprised how filthy his mouth got whenever he took the reins in the bedroom.

You place a hand on Josuke's chest to help him into position. With his arms restrained behind his back, you don't want him to hurt himself falling forward. Gently, his head lays onto the soft mattress. You hum as you run your hands up and down his arms to get him to relax. Getting off the bed, you walk over to your nightstand where you have an assortment of toys splayed out. There are only a few in your possession, but you would be using all of them on Josuke tonight. You grab the small, purple egg shaped toy and open the drawer in search of the small bottle of lube you had stored inside. You notice how Josuke tenses when he hears the drawer close. Walking back over to the bed, you place a hand on Josuke's thigh.

“Josuke,” you start in the most calming voice you can muster. “Are you alright?”

“Yeah. I'm just, I-I'm just a little excited. That's all.”

“Okay,” you say as you rub your hand up and down his thigh to get him to relax. “I’m going to go slow. Tell me if anything hurts or makes you uncomfortable.”

“I will babe.”

You squeeze a bit of lube onto your fingers and ball your fist to try and warm it up a bit in your hand. Josuke flinches when your wet fingers graze the cleft of his ass.

“Josuke, relax sweetheart.”

You hear him exhale. You wait for him to visibly relax before you continue any further. Your fingers lightly rail around the tight ring of muscle. He doesn't flinch this time. You continue to feel around to get him used to the sensation. He jumps a bit as one of your fingers slowly begins to enter him.

“You okay, baby?” You ask as you reach down to palm at his erection to take his mind off of your finger breaching his ass.

He's hard enough to crush rock salt and you've only just started. He moans as you begin to languidly stroke him.

“I'm good. I'm good.”

The thought of using your mouth on him makes your mouth run dry.

“You want me to keep going?”

“Yes.” An exhale. “Please.”

You're slow in the way you work your finger into him. You want to take your time and make this a really good experience for Josuke. He always takes such good care of you all the time, it's only fair. Once you get your finger in to the knuckle, you begin to insert a second finger. Josuke groans under you. You can't see his face but you can see the blush creeping up the back of his neck. You knew that if his hands weren't tied behind his back, he'd have a hand clasped to the back of his neck to cover it. You begin to feel around and scissor him open. Taking a firmer grasp on his cock, you stroke him with vigor. It's enough to earn a moan from him but you know it's not enough to give him any satisfaction. Your ears pick up on the way Josuke's breathing gets heavier. It makes you so happy to know that he's relaxed and enjoying himself. A loud moan is muffled into the mattress when you find his prostate. Testing a few different speeds and pressures, you listen to the way Josuke moans to gauge how much he's enjoying having your fingers inside him. It's the breathy ‘fuck babe’ that lets you know you've got him just where you want him. He whines when both of your hands leave him.

“Babe please,” he begins to say as he looks over his shoulder.

You laugh at how early in the game he’s already pleading with you.

“Don't worry, Josuke. I'm going to take really good care of you. Just be patient baby.”

You grab the egg shaped toy and squeeze a generous amount of lube onto it. The toy isn't large, maybe the size of a strawberry with a long string attached, but you don't want to hurt Josuke. You run the tip along the outside of his hole, not wanting to take him by surprise. Josuke gives another heavy exhale, relaxing for you again. Slowly, you push the toy into him. He's choking out small groans as you steadily push the toy into him.

“How are you doing down there?”

“It feels...weird but not bad.”

“Good. You're doing really well so far. I think you're in for a nice treat tonight.”

“Yeah, I can't wait.”

You get the toy all the way into him and he inhales sharply. If you remembered your placement, the toy should be sitting directly on Josuke's prostate. You make sure to let the string hang out for easy retrieval later. Wiping your hands on the towel you have set out on the bed, you admire your handy work.

“How's that feel?”

“Good.”

“Good. Sit back up.”

Like before, you place a hand on his chest to help bring him back up to a kneeling position. He shivers as the toy shifts inside him. You reach over to the nightstand and pick up the two smaller pill shaped toys and the small roll of skin tape. You kneel in front of him on the bed so you're almost eye level.

“Gonna tape my mouth?” He asks with a smirk.

“Now why would I do that? I want to hear you scream for me tonight.”

Josuke's face flushes as he pouts. It feels good to wipe that smug smirk off of his face.

You lean forward and take one of his nipples into your mouth. Your eyes are focused on him as he tilts his head back and moans. Slowly, you begin to stroke him again as you switch to his other nipple. When it pebbles your mouth, you pull away with a ‘pop’. You lick languidly at his nipple before placing one of the toys over it and securing it there with tape. You do the same with his other nipple. You made sure to purchase tape made for skin so the removal process wouldn't be painful for him (or you in the possible future). You place open mouthed kisses along his body. With him being restrained, you could explore his body to your heart's content. It's a mystery how Josuke remained in such good shape when he ate so much junk food and hardly worked out.

You have all of Josuke's attention. He's watching you, his pupils blown wide as your mouth trails lower and lower. He has you locked in his gaze as you worship the body of the man you love the most. He’s being so good for you. You can't wait to ruin him.

Your lips reach a scar on his abdomen that he got a few years ago. He got it when protecting a child from a serial killer. The wound had him in the hospital for a few weeks. It was bad. He could have died. But he didn't. He's still here. With you. About to be ruined by you on his birthday many years later. You lick up the path of the scar and Josuke's head tilts back as he moans even louder than before. You continue kissing downward, watching as he starts to fidget. The soft hairs of his happy trail tickle your lips as you kiss under his navel and continue working your way down. He's panting shallowly as he watches you. Patience wasn't one of Josuke's strong suits. It's obvious that he's fighting the urge to break through the silk ropes and pin you down. Where would the fun in that be? You can feel his cock twitch under your jaw. He frowns at the mischievous smile on your face.

You look down at his poor, neglected cock. The head is flushed red with a bead of pre-cum sitting on the tip. Your mouth is watering to taste him. You take one teasing lick at the top of his cock and he lets out a throaty moan. Your tongue swirls around the tip, licking up the pre-cum there. His hips jerk forward into your mouth as the muscles in his thighs strain. You take him about halfway and hollow out your cheeks.

“Shit.” He says above you. “Keep doing that and I'm not gonna last.”

You take him as far as you can, bobbing your head back and forth for a bit before stopping short. He shivers as you run your nails up and down his toned chest. He's breathing heavily when you pull your mouth off of him. Picking up the purple cock ring from the nightstand, use push it over the head of his cock. You twist it, testing to ensure it's not too tight. Josuke is long but he's also girthy. The shop you bought it from had many different sizes and you're hoping you grabbed the right one. It stretched a bit to accommodate larger sizes, but you didn't want it to be too tight on him. Using your saliva as lubricant, you slide the cock ring onto him and push it to the base of his cock. It fits perfectly.

“Fuck babe, this is really hot.”

He's right. It was rare that you got to do something like this to Josuke. It's not that he didn't let you. You never really asked. You’re more than happy with the way Josuke folded you like a pretzel and fucked you into the mattress almost every day.

You grabbed the small purple remote from your nightstand. Josuke opens his mouth to say something that is no doubt snarky, but is lost for words when you press the power button on the remote and all of the toys begin to buzz to life. His back straightens up and his head tilts as the toys vibrate at the lowest setting. Your fingers trace around his nipples and cock to feel the shallow vibrations of the toys. Gently, you grab him by the balls and hold them in the palm of your hand. You can feel the toy softly buzzing inside Josuke.

“Holy shit,” he chokes out as his eyes flutter closed.

“Now, Josuke. I'm going to give you one rule tonight. Just one. Don't cum until I tell you to.”

He moans in acknowledgement. You reach over to the nightstand and grab the last toy that you'll be using for the night, a Hitachi magic wand. This one was a fan favorite in your bedroom. Josuke enjoyed using it on you as he fucked you, especially to overstimulate you. Everything was exceptional about Josuke. His stamina was no different. He could go and go and go. For every time that he came, he wanted you to cum twice.

His eyes are back on you as you turn the wand on its lowest setting. Your smile is deceptively sweet as you lean forward to place kisses along the side of his neck. It takes him by surprise when you place the wand against the underside of his cock. He moans right into your ear, which causes warmth to shoot right through you. Josuke was never one to be quiet in the bedroom. There were times that he was louder than you. Having a partner who was unafraid of letting you know just how good you were making them feel definitely stroked your ego. You send your neighbors plenty of gift baskets to make up for all of the times that they couldn't look you in the eye.

You alternate between licks and kisses as you continue to explore Josuke's firm chest. Your free hand grabs the remote and begins to play with the three dials controlling the speed of all three vibrators. His body jerks backwards when you turn all three dials to their highest setting. He lets out a choked ‘fuck’ through his teeth. You hum happily as you continue to kiss across his broad chest. He begins to pant and growl and you know at this rate, he's not going to last very long, so you decide to turn down the dials on the remote and remove the wand from him. He whimpers at the loss. When he's good and calm, you bring the vibrators back up to medium speed.

Kissing up the column of his neck to his jaw, you can feel the vibrations of his moans. His moans grow louder when you press the wand to his length again. You can feel him fighting the urge to thrust for more friction. It's when you kiss him that you feel him press his cock up against the wand. He’s losing his composure, but you knew he could do this for much, much longer. He's desperate to have your tongue in his mouth so you let him do as he pleases. He gasps when you tear your lips from his to continue kissing his body.

“Please,” he begs.

“Please, what?” you ask, your lips still pressed against his warm skin.

He doesn't answer you. He's not at his breaking point. Not yet. You pull the wand back and lower the speed of the toys. His bottom lip is trembling, something you've never seen from Josuke. This lets you know that you have him right where you want him. You want so badly to strip yourself of your clothing and fuck him until you're sore but you don't want to give up your power. Josuke granted you the power to have your way with him tonight. You'd never abuse it, but you sure as hell were going to milk it (and him) for every last drop. So for the next half hour, you play with the speed settings on the vibrators while you mark Josuke's chest, neck, and shoulders with your mouth. Whenever he was on the verge of cumming, you would stop or change speed.

His body is trembling and drool is running down the corner of his mouth. Tears begin to run down his cheeks.

“Please,” he begs.

He squeals when you press the wand a little harder against his length.

“P-please...please. Please let me cum,” he begs, his voice so low it's almost a whisper. “Please. I need…”

More. He needs more. He’s so close. He needs just a little push and know just what will do him in.

You remove the wand from his length but leave the other vibrators to buzz away at medium speed. The sob that leaves Josuke's lips has heat pulsing through you. You'd be lying if you said you didn't feel just a tiny bit guilty. If this hadn't been his idea in the first place, you think you would've caved by now. Though, a much, much larger part of you felt proud. You'd reduced Josuke to a crying, pleading mess. You could get used to seeing Josuke being so submissive.

You'd heard him beg earlier, but you wanted to hear him say it again.

“Look at me Josuke.”

Gripping his jaw, he looks at you through teary eyes.

“Josuke, do you want to cum?”

“Yes! Yes! Please! Please! Pl—”

You shush him with a kiss to his soft lips.

“I want you to cum for me Josuke.”

He nods. It's an order. You turn the dials of all of the vibrators up to their maximum setting. The veins in Josuke's neck pop out as his mouth hangs open. You grab the Hitachi wand, set it at medium speed, and press it to the base of his shaft. His body is trembling as he chokes out a series of moans. You lean down and take the head of his cock into your mouth. Hollowing out your cheeks, you shallowly bob your head up and down focusing all of your attention on the tip while the Hitachi and cock ring do the rest of the work for you. His breathing is erratic as you feel his abs pressing against the top of your head.

“I’m gonna cum. Holy shit, I’m gonna cum. Please. Please! Oh, fuck! Gonna cum,” he babbles.

You moan around him and his whole body goes quiet. A deep broken moan escapes him and you know you're in for it. He leans forward, putting his weight on your back as he yells through his orgasm. His cock twitches as his cum begins to fill your mouth. His orgasm is explosive for it's delay lighting liquid fire throughout his body. You can't remember the last time Josuke came so much at once. You do your best to swallow it all, but his cock slips from your mouth with all of his thrashing. You keep the Hitachi on him through the height of his orgasm and as he begins to calm. His yelling begins to boil down to drawn out groans.

When he begins to whimper, you remove the wand and power it down. His chest is heaving on top of you and his body shaking in aftershock. The sweat on his chest is begins to soak through the back of your shirt.

“It's...it's too much. Please…” He begs, his voice hoarse from yelling.

He rolls off of you so you can grab the remote. You press the power button to power down the various vibrators at once. Josuke sighs in relief as he continues to catch his breath. You look over at him with bits of cum painted on the corner of your mouth and chin. He's still trying to catch his breath, but gives you a small smile. You place a hand on his chest for reassurance and he shivers. His body is in endorphin overdrive.

“Let me get you cleaned up. I'll be right back.”

You hop off the bed to grab a small towel. You clean your face before walking back over to Josuke. With him laying on his side, you work to undo the knotted silk ties keeping his hands together. You can already see the red lines and bruising that will be more prominent in the morning. You hear Josuke groan as his arms are freed. It wouldn't surprise you if his arms were asleep.

“Are you okay, Josuke? That wasn't too much was it?”

“I love you,” he says, his voice cracking and hoarse.

“What?”

You heard him the first time. You’re just surprised by his response.

“I said I fucking love you,” he says a little louder with a dopey grin.

Warmth begins to bloom in your chest as you smile down at him. His eyes never leave your face. Of course it's not the first time he's told you that he loved you but he's looking at you like you're the most beautiful thing in the world.

“I love you too,” you giggle as you continue to clean him.

Once he's all cleaned up and the toys are in the ‘to be cleaned’ bin, he reaches his arms out, making grabby hands at you. You get onto the bed next to him and he rolls over to lay on your chest. He's still naked and a bit sweaty but you don't really care. His pompadour has almost completely lost its shape. The stray strands tickle the underside of your jaw. Your arms wrap around him and hold him close. He lets out a content sigh as he closes his eyes.

“Are you sure you're okay, Josuke?”

“I'm okay. Babe, that was so fucking hot. I wish everyday was my birthday.”

His body relaxes into yours and you can tell he's about to fall asleep.

“Hey! Josuke, don't fall asleep! You've gotta take a shower and we have to change these sheets!”

His arms wrap around you, holding you in place under him.

“Josuke!”

“Just fifteen minutes babe.” His voice is laiden with exhaustion.

“Josuke you're going to be asleep for the rest of the night. Let's get you in the shower now. “

His arms tighten around you to hold you still.

“God, I fucking love you,” he says so low, you can barely hear it.

His words melt you. God, did he know how to butter you up. Damn him.

“I love you too.”

“Marry me.”

“What?”

Again, you'd heard him the first time.

“Marry me baby.”

A grin begins to split your face. He can't be serious. It's just the adrenaline talking. That's it.

“You're crazy. You can't be serious,” you say with a nervous giggle.

“I'm dead serious.”

You can't see his face, but you know he's being serious, no matter how dazed the words may sound coming out of his mouth.

“How about we talk about it later?”

He doesn't answer you. He's already asleep. You almost can't sit to be able him up in a few so he can take a shower. You love Josuke so much.

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Is there life out there? 2 : Warnings: Cursing, abandonment and death.

Pair: Jey USO X Samantha (OC)

Plot: After Jey and Samantha met their relationship grows, and they don't want to say those three little words. One day after an unexpected accident happens Jey tells her how he feels but what will happen? Read to find out.

Thank you @amazinggirlsstuff for the OC name.

Here is the final part to is there life out there? This was in high demand, and I just had to write a second part. This one is pretty emotional, and Samantha's traumatic experiences are revealed. I hope you all enjoy this one and let me know what you think. ❤️

A/N: The Jey comfort fic I posted about last night will be out later tonight. I am so excited to write and put that one out. Also, a Tama Tonga single dad fic will be out today or tomorrow. 😊

Jey had just texted Samantha back he said

" Hey I had a nice time with you and RJ and I'm glad I could make it happen for you guys. As for the kind words I meant every single one you are such an amazing mom with a good heart. "

Samantha texts back.

" Thank you it hasn't been easy but I do what I have to do, thank you though for today it meant a lot to RJ."

Jey texts back.

" I told you already you're welcome and I don't know your story but I would love to if you are comfortable sharing. Could we meet up later in the week?'

Samantha texts back.

" Yeah we could do that it would have to be at the house though I have a lot of schoolwork to do, is that okay?"

Jey texts back.

" Absolutely just let me know what day and I'll be there."

Samantha texts.

" Okay, thank you Jey goodnight."

Jey texts.

" goodnight beautiful."

Samantha smiles at that as she shuts off her phone and goes upstairs to get ready for bed. As she gets ready to go to bed her thoughts keep going back to the days events from RJ's face when he met jey, the excitement he had when they watched the show. She also thinks back to Jey how kind he was with RJ , how he always made RJ feel special not because he felt bad for him but because he cared. You see RJ never knew his dad because he left when RJ was 4 months old and to RJ jey is the only father figure he has in his life even if he doesn't really know him on a personal level to RJ jey is his best friend. Samantha laid down on the bed, closed her eyes and thought about what was to come when she would met with Jey.

The next morning Samantha got up at 6 in the morning took a shower and went downstairs to cook breakfast. As she was cooking she couldn't help but think about Jey and how excited yet nervous she was to see him. She was nervous because she would finally be opening up to him about all of her struggles and normally people run for the hills. She liked Jey more than she wanted to admit since they had just met, She did not want him to run for the hills so that's why she was nervous. She pushed those thoughts aside and finished cooking breakfast. Samantha ran upstairs woke up RJ, got RJ ready for school and brought him downstairs to eat. RJ see's the food jumps up and down and screams.

" MOMMY PACAKS YAY."

Samatha giggles and says.

" Yeah buddy we got a little extra money so we get to have pancakes."

RJ walks over to Samantha, wraps his little arms around her and whispers.

" Thank you Mommy."

" You're welcome RJ now eat or you will be late for school buddy." Samantha tells him as she gently kisses his forehead.

" Okay mommy." RJ whispers

You and RJ eat and have quiet conversation. The bus horn sounds so Samantha quickly helps RJ gather his little bag and his coat. She walked him to the door and said

" Okay Buddy have a good day at school I love you."

RJ hugs his mom gently and says

" I love you mommy."

Then he is out the door so Samantha goes back to the kitchen and cleans it up a bit. Afterwards she tidies up the living room and bathroom since Jey would be coming later. As she cleaned she found an old picture of herself and her ex Michael and all of the horrible memories from that day came back. She started to tear up a little thinking about how hopeless and devastated she felt that day. Just when she thought she was going to lose it her phone was ringing and Jey was calling. She picks it up and says

" Hey how are you?"

" I'm good I was just calling to see if today was a good day to come over?" Jey asks

" um yeah today is fine, I was just finishing up some cleaning." She says

" Okay, well I will be there a little after 12 if that's okay but are you okay you sound upset?" Jey asks

Samantha takes a deep breathe in and says

" Yeah I'm okay just old memories coming back but that is fine I will see you a little after 12 I'll cook lunch."

" No, i will get us some lunch I'm the guest so I should at least bring something." Jey argues.

Samantha knew he was stubborn so she didn't argue she said.

" Okay, I'll see you in a little while."

" see you soon." Jey says as he hangs up the phone.

Samantha hangs up the phone and goes back to tidying up the room.

She cant help but think that for today just maybe she would be okay.

The time is now 12:15 Samantha was sitting at the kitchen table doing a research paper for English. She is doing her paper on the correlations between poverty and school attendance in single mothers. She was so engrossed in her writing that she did not hear a knock at the door. She only heard the knock on the door when she had got up to get her some coffee so she sat the coffee on the table and opened the door. Jey stood there in an all black outfit and a bag of food in one hand. She says

" Hey, come in."

Jey smiles and walks in. He admires the coziness and simplicity of her house. He walks over to the kitchen table sits down and says

" Thank you for letting me come over you have a lovely home."

" Thank you its not much but it works." She says

Jey places the food on the table smiles and says.

" I hope you like cheeseburgers."

Samantha laughs and says.

" Yeah I do like cheeseburgers thank you. "

They each get ready to eat but Samantha says to Jey.

" Do you want to say the blessing?"

Jey nods and says

" Yeah I will."

Jey says a short and sweet blessing over the meal and they start to eat.

Soon after they finish eating jey turns to Samantha and asks.

" So, are you doing okay you said something about old memories coming back."

Samantha looks down and quietly says.

" Yeah, im okay."

Jey reaches over gently places his hand in hers and rubbed his thumb across the back of her hand. He looks her directly in the eyes and says.

" You know you can talk to me if your comfortable I want to be here for you."

Samntha looks up at Jey and says.

" Okay, but it is a long story so lets go sit on the couch."

Samantha leads Jey over to the couch and they sit down with Jey right beside her.

Samantha turns to Jey and says

" So it all started 5 years ago I started dating this guy named Michael and everything was great at first until dad's diagnosis."

Jey gently grabs her hand attempting to bring her some comfort.

Samantha smiles as she continues she says.

" three years ago dad got Diagnosed with cancer it was the rough kind and he refused treatment. He lived three weeks but was only on hospice for two."

" I'm so sorry." Jey says

" It gets worse, after dad died everyone had gone out to have a family dinner but I didn't want to go so I stayed home. Michael came over, noticed I had been crying and comforted me. Somehow someway that comfort turned into intimacy he was my first time. I remember he was gentle at first then he wasn't. when it was over he just left and didn't say anything. Two weeks later I started getting morning sickness so I went to get a pregnancy test and it was positive. I went to his house and lets just say he didn't take it well. "

" What did he do?" Jey asks

" He was speechless at first and then he got angry. He got in my face and told me that all he wanted me for was sex and now that he got what he wanted I could get on down the road. I was so upset…." She says breaking down before she can finish.

Jey wraps his arms around her shoulders and gently pulls her against him he whispers.

" You don't have to tell me anymore if you don't want to."

Samantha wipes the tears from her eyes and says.

" no I need to get this off my chest."

Jey nods.

" I begged him to help me with RJ but he didn't he said that he didn't want anything to do with this bastard child. I left that day went home and cried myself to sleep fast forward nine months I went into labor got to the hospital and had RJ. I was laying there in the hospital bed and Michael walks in he said " I just wanted to come see you, I cant believe you actually had that bastard." I threw a bedpan at him he called me a bitch and left that is the last time I saw him."

Jey's face is red from anger and he says.

" He had the audacity to come there and tell you that after he called you a bitch and your child a bastard."

" Yeah he did, I had RJ and things were fine at first and then mom got sick." Samantha says.

" is she still here with you?" Jey asks

" Yeah she is she just got dementia and I couldn't take care of her the way she needed to be taken care of so I put her in an extended care facility that is the hardest decision I've ever made." She says

" I'm so sorry I cant imagine how hard that was." Jey says

" I've been though all that then decided I wanted to go back to school." Samantha says laughing.

" What are you going to school for?" Jey asks gently.

"Childhood development." She says

" oh that sounds interesting." Jey says

" It is interesting." Samantha says

Samantha looks down at her watch and see's that it is 2:30, she looks at Jey and says.

" I'm so sorry Jey I need to go get RJ thank you for coming it was nice to have someone to talk to."

Jey lets her go he stands up smiles and says.

" Of course anytime you need anything let me know okay."

Samantha nods as jey is about to walk out the door he turns around and brings Samantha in and gives her a gentle kiss to her forehead, he whispers.

" I'll see you soon beautiful, your stronger than you think."

Samantha smiles as Jey walks out the door. She goes to pick up RJ they go home and head to bed.

It has been two weeks since Jey came over and Samantha and him have been texting back and forth. Whenever she got home from work and put RJ to bed Jey would call her and they would talk for hours and hours about Jey's day and her day and how she was feeling. Jey could tell something was bothering Samantha but he did not want to push her. Samantha hadn't told Jey but she had been having headaches and dizzy spells every now and then. She just figured it was where she had gotten up to fast or something and it was not really bothering her so she had not told him. Samantha had just gotten back from picking RJ up from school. RJ was seated at the kitchen table and Samantha was washing the dishes. Samantha felt a sudden dizzy spell and headache come on she gripped the sink because she felt like she was going to fall.

Rj notices her acting weird and he said.

" Mommy are you okay?"

Samantha starts to answer but before she can she passes out on the floor.

RJ runs over to her shakes her and screams.

" Mommy Mommy wake up mommy."

She doesn't move or respond.

RJ starts crying he see's his moms phone and somehow finds Jey's number. As soon as Jey picks up the phone RJ screams.

" MOMMY'S NOT MOVING."

" what what do you mean buddy what happened?" Jey says trying to stay calm.

" She was at the sink and then she just fell she wont move or talk to me." RJ says tears beginning to fall down his little face.

" Okay can you put your fingers to your moms neck?" Jey asks

" Yeah." RJ says

RJ places his fingers on his moms neck. Jey asks frantically

" Can you feel anything buddy?"

" Its's thumping." RJ says

Jey breaths a sigh of relief and says.

" Okay buddy I am going to call 911 and I will be over there in just a minute."

" Hurry." RJ cries.

Not even 1 minute later Jey is inside knelt next to Samantha with RJ in his arms. The paramedics rush in and begin hooking Samantha up to machines and the load her onto a stretcher. Jey and RJ rush out of the house and Jey asks the paramedic.

" Is she okay like stable?"

" Yes she is stable we just need to figure out why she passed out, you guys can follow me with your car." The paramedic says

Jey hops in his car buckles RJ in and they head to the hospital.

The get to the hospital and the nurse tells RJ and Jey to wait in the lobby while the doctors do their tests. RJ has not let go of jey at all, he has been clinging to him like a Koala bear. RJ starts to stir in his arms and Jey says quietly.

" Buddy are you okay?"

" I want mommy." RJ says shakily.

" I know I do to buddy but the doctors have to do tests." Jey says

" Is she going to die and go to heaven like Grandpa?" RJ asks

" No buddy your mom is not going to die the doctors said she was stable okay." Jey says softly.

" Okay, Jey do you love my mommy?" RJ asks innocently.

Jey thinks about his question for a moment. He had known Samantha only 3 or 4 weeks but she managed to capture his heart. It was the way she carried herself and how she interacted with RJ. When Samantha told him her story about everything she had been through it made him fall for her even more. The resilience, drive and determination she had to not let life be a stumbling block but a speed bump was so appealing to him. He wanted to be the one that she could turn to for comfort or love and he loved RJ like he was his own. He smiles at himself looks at RJ and says.

" Yeah buddy I do love her."

RJ is about to respond but before he can a nurse comes to get them and brings them to Samantha's room.

Jey and RJ walk into the room and see her laying there with an oxygen mask and an IV on her. RJ innocently walks over to her and places his smaller hand in hers. Jey goes over to the other side and does the same thing as RJ. The nurse comes in and says.

" She is okay she has nothing wrong wither she just passed out from exhaustion and the headaches and dizziness are symptoms."

" So what does she need to do?" Jey asks

" well when she wakes up keep her calm and explain to her that she needs to take it easy and slow for a couple of days." The nurse says

" Okay so will she need someone to help her out while she recovers?" Jey asks.

" Yes that would be wise." The nurse says.

The nurse notices that Samantha's hand is moving which is an indication she is waking up. She noticed RJ was holding his stomach she turned to Jey and says.

" She should be waking up any minute and RJ look's hungry would you be okay with me taking him to the cafeteria where you and Samantha can have some privacy."

Jey nods and the nurse takes RJ to the cafeteria.

Samantha stirs awake and looks up to see Jey siting beside her. She says

" What happened am I in the hospital?"

" yeah you are in the hospital you passed out from exhaustion RJ called me I called EMS and here we are." Jey explains calmly.

" RJ saw it." She says frantically.

" Yes, but he's okay he is tough just like you." Jey says calmly.

" I am so sorry Jey." She says quietly.

" Don't be sorry you scared me to death I thought…." Jey says

" You thought what." She says gently grabbing Jey's hand.

Jey takes a deep breath looks her in the eyes and says.

" I thought I lost you. "

" You wont…." She starts to speak but Jey interrupts her with a shaky voice he says.

" Please let me finish, I thought I lost you and I couldn't live with that I know we have only known each other for a short time but dammit you got my heart."

" What do you mean?" She asks.

" From the moment at the meet and greet I knew there was something special about you and when you told me your story I knew you had my heart. You are an amazing mom a fighter a tender hearted loving and stubborn women and Dammit I want you in my life." Jey says as a tear falls down his face.

Samantha reaches up and wipes the tear off of his cheek she says.

" Jey you have my heart to the way you are with me and RJ kind gentle and patient I want that in my life too."

Jey leans down to her level and whispers.

" I love you."

Samantha smiles and whispers.

" I love you too."

Jey gently kisses her and she kisses him back with the same fervor.

When they pull away they hear RJ scream.

" YAY MOMMY I KNEW IT."

Jey and Samantha laugh and bring RJ in for a group hug.

I guess you could say that Jey did show her that there is life out there.

The End.

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warnings: cursing, mention of a past sexual interaction

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You woke up the next morning in a great mood, still feeling content from the events of the night before. As you turned over, you noticed an unfamiliar dent in the bed—awkward, yet somehow comforting.

You got out of bed, went to the bathroom, and went through your usual morning routine. After getting dressed, you headed down the hall toward the kitchen. As you crossed the threshold, you saw Ian cooking something. Whatever it was, it smelled amazing.

"Morning," you said in a sing-song voice. "What's up?" Ian replied with a casual nod. "I got coffee," he added. "Egypt told me where your favorite shop is and what you usually order."

"That's really sweet of you. Thanks," you said, smiling.

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"I—I don’t know, just a thought, but like..." Ian stumbled over his words. "We’ve already, uh, you know... fucked twice, right?" He paused.

"Right," you said with a giggle.

"So, I feel like I should, you know, take you out and shit," he continued. "There’s this art exhibit, and I thought it’d be cool. Egypt told me you’re into physical media and shit, and since it’s my last day in LA..." Ian rambled on, clearly nervous.

"Ian, babe, yes, I'd love to go. What time?" you said with a sweet smile.

"Uh, probably 7. We could, like, get something to eat or whatever."

"Yeah, cool. 7’s good for me."

"Right. Cool," he said, looking visibly relieved.

time skip because i'm lazy. i'm sorry guys :(

You had gotten home from your outing with Egypt later than expected, so you quickly changed into something cute and headed out to meet Ian. You were running a little behind, but you were excited to see him. When you arrived at the art exhibit, Ian was already waiting for you. As soon as he spotted you, he greeted you with a warm smile. "Hi," he said, his voice a bit shy. You couldn't help but smile at this softer side of him. It made you feel special—like you were one of the few who got to see him like this. "Hi," you replied, your smile matching his. He returned the smile, looking more relaxed now, and the two of you walked through the exhibit together. The gallery was quiet, filled with the hum of murmured conversations and the soft rustle of footsteps on the hardwood floors. You found yourself enjoying the moment, the closeness of it, the way Ian seemed to be soaking in every piece of art just as intently as you were. "This is gorgeous" you said, stopping in front of a large abstract painting. "For sure," Ian agreed, standing close beside you. You could feel the warmth of his presence, his eyes flicking between the art and you.

As the two of you moved from piece to piece, the conversation drifted between the art and more personal topics—stories about childhood memories, your favorite artists, and even some of the weirder things you’d both seen in LA. Time seemed to slip by unnoticed as you lost yourself in the easy rhythm between the two of you. "This is nice," you said after a while, your voice quiet but genuine. "I’m glad we’re doing this." Ian smiled at you again, his earlier nervousness now completely gone. "Me too. It’s... it’s good. I like being with you." You looked at him, feeling a connection that went beyond just the casual fun you’d shared in previous times. This, you thought, was something real. Something you wanted to keep forever. “You ready to go? There's this italian spot and im geeked to try it" Ian asked, breaking the moment but in a way that felt natural. "Definitely," you replied, your heart light. "Let’s go."

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"Limitless"

CW: Oral (F!receiving), nicknames (my girl,baby,mamas), smut, established relationship, unprotected sex

PAIRING: Toji x Blk!FemReader

WC: 1.3k

🫧🗯️: omg...sorry guys it took me so long to put this out, it literally been week since my last fic. I appreciate all the support ive received over my hiatus and you guys enjoy this as well!! Its not proof read since ive been in such a rush to publish this...

MINORS DNI

It was Saturday night. You had just come back from a long shift at the hospital. Slipping off your crocs, you quickly remove your scrubs and lay them on the dining table. You hurry to the bathroom, peeling away all your undergarments and turning up the water. You enter swiftly going straight in and wasting no time scrubbing your body up and down making sure you get all the corners. Stepping out of the shower leaving a little trail of water everywhere you go, you dry your body and moisturize. Putting on your nightgown you finally rest down on your bed, feeling ten times more exhausted than before.

Opening your phone you see you have received a test from your boyfriend. Fighting the urge to sleep, you read it.

‘Roof is leaking. Again .’

‘I'm coming over’

‘How was work?’

You sigh, Tojis house always had something going on. You always offered him to stay over or even move in but he always declined the offer. Maybe it was because he was too proud or maybe he didn't want to be a burden on you, but you always appreciate it when he's here. So that's why you were super excited when he said he was coming over, but that smile faded a little bit when you heard a knock on your door. ‘How'd he get here so fast?' You thought to yourself while removing your covers. You stroll towards the living room going straight for the door. Your little black cat scratching her back against the door. "Watch out baby” you whisper, grabbing your small cat and placing her down away from the door. 

Opening the door you are greeted by a 6ft tall man, drenched and with a small bag on his shoulder. 

“What happened?” 

“I told you, my roof had a leak.” Toji replied a little 

“A leak?" You said raising your voice a little “Hello you're soaked, hurry come in”

You say gesturing to him to enter your apartment and him leaving a little trail of water on the floor boards. You make a note to clean it up later. He goes to your bathroom and gets cleaned up. Meanwhile you clean around your apartment, fatigue still plaguing you, you decide to take a rest on the couch until he's done.

You feel a light tap on your shoulder startling you awake. Your eyes focus on the tall man hovering over your face, water droplets drop down on your forehead, you look up and see that Tojis hair still hasn't dried yet. “How long have I been asleep?” You mutter looking around for your phone. “Sit down” you order Toji, grabbing the towel off his shoulder offering to dry his hair. He sits down beneath you on the carpet, grabbing the remote and turning on criminal minds. (litcherally my fave show lmao)

While you are drying his hair you guys talk about your days and recent events taking this time to catch up. Toji looks up at you with a little smile sneaking up his face. You remove his hair from his forehead and affectionately give him a small peck on his forehead. He laughs lightly at your gesture. You feel a sharp pang in your stomach. You think back and realize that you haven't eaten since your lunch break at 5pm?!! “Are u hungry?” You ask Toji, bending your neck so he can see you properly.

“Mm” he thinks “yea” he confirms with a devilish glare on his face. You didn't think anything of it until he turned and geared straight towards your pussy. Shocked, you smash your palm onto his face before he gets to do anything else. 

“I asked you if you were hungry..” you say

“I am” He pouts a little, you can feel his frown through your palm.

“Well, not for food clearly” You say rolling your eyes

“Baby please, i haven't seen you in forever” Toji says pleading beneath your hand.

“Fine” You say finally giving in. Almost instantaneously he dives straight for your clit, tearing your panties in the process. You flinch at the contact of his warm tongue meeting your folds. Taking his time he swims his tongue around the surface of your cunt while his hands reach up your nightgown finding your nipples. He twists them with ease causing your whole body to go in circuit. It has been awhile since either of yall have seen each other or even had time for yall selves and maybe that was why you were super reactive to even the slightest of his touch.

“Seems like my girl has missed me too” Toji remarks grinning slightly, referring to your already wet pussy. Leaking out like a faucet. Toji teases your entrance by wagging his tongue just right before it, making you impatient. He uses his hands to pry your thighs open, then he enters your pussy licking your clit up and down. Your back immediately arches at the sensation causing your breath to hitch. He continues to crawl into your pussy lapping up the wetness that was leaking out. 

‘Mm’ you moan from the way Toji roams around your cunt, having your brain short circuit from the feeling. Not being able to control yourself you wrap your legs around his back reeling him into you more.

“mmph u gonna suffocate me baby”

“s-sorry” you mumble softly

“Well,” Toji said grinning, “I wouldn't mind dying here,” he says, finishing it off with a chuckle.

You were too brain dead to even react properly, with Toji invading your insides wiggling his tongue inside your cunt. Your toes curled, eyes rolling back, you feel your release almost immediately flooding down onto tojis face. Him lapping up all your juices like a dog. 

“So sweet mamas, just how I like it.” He says his face is covered with your orgasm. 

He retracts his head from your entrance, raising himself up. You can clearly see the bulge peeking through his sweats. In haste he removes his pants and boxers in one go. Revealing his long throbbing cock. Leaking with pre-cum he smoothly injects it into your pussy causing you to gasp. 

"I-it's t-too deep” you mutter

“C’mon it hasn't even been that long has she forgotten me already?” Toji says smirking, sweat pacing down his forehead. He lifts you up, you wrap your legs around him. 

“Mm” you moan softly as Toji thrusts you up and down. Your toes curl at the fast pace, you lean your head onto his shoulder resting from the fatigue. How Toji has so much energy you could never understand you swear he is a beast. 

“Its okay close your eyes ill take care of everything” Toji whispers softly in your ears. You grip onto his sweaty back for extra support, your black acrylics marking all over. He continues to rock into you until you can feel his dick twitch in your pussy. You feel Toji retract his dick but you stop him. 

“N-no i want you to cum in me..” You say breathless and almost on the verge of passing out “Please..i'm on the pill” you whine, you move your hand over your stomach where you can see his bugle imprinted onto you

“Haaa, are you sure?” Toji asks

“Mhm” you nod quietly, tears leaving your eyes.

And with no second to think Toji immediately releases into you shoving all his up your pussy. You can feel his cum leaking out of you as he fills you up.

“Ah” you squeal, cumming as well, flooding down out your pussy attaching to his chest. You both are out of breath. 

Both of you were snuggled underneath a blanket, your head resting on his chest listening to his heartbeat. While he was munching on the wings you decided to order wings. You put on twilight. He hates it and thinks it's a waste. Secretly you think he enjoys it but he wants to be different. And the movie fit the atmosphere, it was a rainy October night. What other movies would you guys watch??

[fyodoro]

Congrats on 800 followers!!

So may I ask for chigiri with no.14 from your event? Tq! Have a nice day/night!

Combining these requests… just to make things a tad bit easier for myself

Prompt 14 | "You're so lucky you're cute."

No cw's, pure fluff! wc - 726

800 follower event!

"So you're just gonna lay there?" Chigiri's question remained in the air, your slumped figure on the bed stayed still despite the redhead's hand shaking you.

Yours and Chigiri's friends had all planned to hang out today. It wasn't going to be anything fancy, just a small get together with friends. Although much to your disappointment, they planned to meet up rather early in your eyes.

"It's sooo early Hyoma, can't we go later?" You drew out your words, not only emphasizing your sleepy state, but also the dramatic tone in your voice. "Your friends can wait, can't they? At one in the afternoon... I doubt anyone is fully awake."

"(Name), at one in the afternoon, most people have been awake for hours." He deadpanned, earning an exaggerated sigh from your lips.

"Do we have to show up on time?"

"You sound just like Nagi.."

"I bet he's not even up right now..."

Chigiri knew this wasn't going anywhere and he was only wasting his breath. Once you were set on something, you wouldn't budge. And right now, you were set on sleeping in with him (even if he wasn't sleepy in the slightest).

He rolled his eyes playfully, opening his phone to snap a quick photo of your curled up frame.

Princess 'me and (name) are gonna be late' *one attachment* 'this one wanted to sleep in till noon and won't budge"

"Hyoma... can you lay back down? It's getting cold." You murmured, voice muffled by the pillow you were snuggled up to. Chigiri let out a chuckle at the sight, finding you both incredibly oblivious and adorable at the same time.

"I swear, you're so lucky you're cute."

He finally caved, pulling the pillow your arms were wrapped around away and replacing it with himself. After all, your friends could wait a little bit longer.

At this point in the day, Rin only wanted to go home and lay with you in the comfort of your shared bed. But alas, that didn't seem to be happening anytime soon.

"It'll only take a couple seconds! Please Rin?" Your hand was interlocked with his, while your free hand was pointing toward an arcade across the street. Tons of cute, colorful plushies were displayed through the window, easily attracting the attention of anyone passing by.

Unfortunately for Rin, you weren't exempt from those people.

"And who's to say you'll be able to win one? Seconds turn into hours fast in those places you know."

You didn't hide your pouting face. In fact, you were hoping Rin would notice it, feel bad, and give into your idea. But this is Rin Itoshi, of course he wouldn't...

...for anyone else

He sighed, "fine, but you're lucky your cute. If you weren't, I wouldn't be doing this." You squealed in excitement, repeating 'thank you's over and over.

Stepping foot into the arcade, you spotted the plushie you've been eyeing since you saw it. It was a decently sized fluffy black cat with green dots for eyes, "doesn't it look like you, Rinnie?"

In your eyes, the plush cat resembled him greatly. From the color scheme to it's blank expression. Of course, Rin refused to admit seeing any similarities in a plushie. He stayed silent, inserting coins into the claw machine (that was most likely rigged) without a second thought.

"Hey, I can win it on my own? You really don't have to-"

"Shut it, I'm gonna win this and you're gonna watch," he said with a determined look on his face. You merely rolled your eyes at his attitude, muttering a small "whatever."

Claw machines are almost always rigged. It's either the claw is too small, too big, or has little to no grip. Truthfully, you were planning to win with pure luck rather than skill. So it's no wonder your eyes widened as the claw opened, dropping the stuffed animal into the winner's box.

"You actually got it..." you breathed, kneeling down to take the rin-like black cat out of the machine. "Were you doubting me?" he asked, one eye twitching in slight annoyance at the thought.

"Maybe a little."

It was safe to say Rin only got half his wish when you arrived home. While he got to cuddle with you, he also had to put up with the plushie you snuggled into at the same time.

© enassbraid 2023. i do not permit plagiarism, translations, or reposts of my work on any platform

[lauriegraham01]

girl next door

pairings: ethan morgan x vampire!reader, sarah x reader (platonic), gn!reader

summary: after spending more time with ethan, reader wonders if what she feels for him pushes the boundaries of friendship. fluff/kissing, idiots in love. set in summer break during college.

wc: 2,432

a/n: i'll create a masterlist once i've published 5-10 fics seeing as this is a multifandom acc, hope u enjoy this is my longest fic to date. mbav has always been a comfort show of mine and i love ethan <3

Summer vacation had brought winds of change in Whitechapel. After an eventful year together of dealing with the supernatural, we hoped for the chance to unwind a summer away from monsters and college.

You and Sarah had got a job as servers at the local diner and were so excited to be working together. Sometimes after your shift you'd go out to find a bite, hoping to find something that could satisfy your appetites. Afterwards, the whole gang would get together and find something to do for that day. However, most days you'd swing by Ethan's place after work hoping to spend more quality time with him one-on-one. He'd been working as a counselor at the local science camp and you'd help him make up activities to do with the children the following day. Other days the two of you would waste the afternoon away at the pool or on his couch with movie marathons. You'd leave his place around dinnertime, not wanting to seem rude for not having an appetite for Mrs. Morgan's cooking, and you'd walk back home. Later on in the night, the two of you would talk on the phone well into the night.

However, the two of you spending more time together didn't go unnoticed- especially by Sarah.

“Y’know I understand if you’re not ready to go public about you and Ethan but I mean c'mon. Y/n, c’mon, I'm your best friend you could’ve at least told me!”

Sarah had manage to bring up the topic as you told her about your plans to hangout with Ethan that night.

"Sarah, what are you even saying?” Letting out an amused laugh as you wipe down the counter that separated the two of you.

“Benny called me complaining about how he never gets to hang out with Ethan anymore ever since you and Ethan started going out or whatever."

"Oh that is so not- look Ethan and I aren't dating!"

"Look I don’t care that you’re dating Ethan, congratulations- but the fact that I had to hear it from Benny is seriously messed up.” Sarah huffed as she feigned a look of hurt.

“Sarah, Ethan and I are NOT dating. We just hang out a lot, that's all but that doesn’t mean we’re dating.”

“Uh-huh" Raising her eyebrows at me not even the slightest bit convinced.

“I swear!” You raise your arms defensively.

“Look, I knew it was only a matter of time and honestly I’m surprised it even took this long.” 

“What do you mean?” You shift your full attention to her, setting the towel in your hand down.

“What do I mean? Y/n I may be dead but I’m not dumb. Anyone with a brain can see that you and Ethan are totally in love with each other and have been for years.” She smiled knowingly at you.

“We are not in love with each other."

"Bullshit."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yes! Remember how crushed Ethan was when you were dating that frat guy and how he was there to help you through that mess?"

"He was just being a good friend."

"He drove down to New York for the weekend just so that you wouldn't feel alone."

The two of you just stared at each other, the memories from that weekend replaying back in your mind. It had come as a surprise when Ethan knocked on you dorm door with a bag full of your favorite snacks in hand. He had heard from Sarah about your breakup and didn't tell anyone about the drive he made to you, not wanting to ruin the surprise. The two of you spent that weekend wasting away eating junk food and watching movies in your bed as he offered his full support in your emotional state.

“Look, I'm not sure he even likes me, Sarah. For all I know he just sees me as a really good friend and wants nothing more than a friendship. Plus I’m a vampire, who knows if he’ll even want to be with me considering that he’ll get older and move on in his life, but there’s only so much ‘growing’ I can do before I have to start over again. At the end of the day I’ll just be seventeen forever.”

Letting out a defeated sigh, Sarah looked at you with a blank stare, she understood where you were coming from, your fears reflecting much of her own. Despite her empathy, she was determined to not let you sabotage an opportunity at being happy.

“Y/N, I understand your fears. Trust me, no one gets it more than I do," reaching across the counter she places a sympathetic hand on top of yours. "but I know Ethan."

"He’s been in love with you since like the day he met you and I swear I've seen him fall in love with you more every day. I can't tell you that it'll be easy or uncomplicated but I do know that if I were you- I'd take the risk. Cause thinking about the 'what if's' are more tormentful than any rejection could be.” 

As her words sank in, flashes of some of the best memories between you and Ethan flashed into your mind. All the adventure spent fighting the supernatural together, movie marathons, high school dances, how much it hurt to move away for college, the holidays spent together, and the parties you've dragged him to. You loved every moment spent with him - both the mundane and the momentous. Maybe you had been denying your feelings for Ethan all these years, probably due to fear but what fun is life playing it safe? Whatever problems that would arise you would deal with them one at a time. The truth sank in heavily within you- it's been Ethan all along, and you were too blind to have seen that before.

Reaching over the counter, you catch Sarah off guard as you smush her into a bear hug.

"Thank you." You muffled into her hair. With that you untie your apron tossing it behind the counter as you grab your bag in a hurry.

“Call me tonight and tell me everything!” Sarah called out as you made your way out of the diner. The walk to Ethan's seemed to be eternal- thoughts racing with each step you took. The closer the view of his house appeared, the more your nerves consumed you. Letting a deep breath in, you let a shaky exhale before knocking on his front door.

“Coming!” You heard him shout from inside, his footsteps becoming echoing loudly as he raced down the stairs before hurriedly opening the door.

“Oh, hey y/n! I didn’t know you were coming by today, my folks just left so we have the house to ourselves if you wanna keep watching X-Men First Class.”

As he smiled back at you sort of breathless from running down the stairs, you tried to savor this moment, in case it was the last one you had of him from before things could change.

"Actually I was wondering if we could talk.”

His eyebrows furrowed at the question as he was caught off guard.

“Uh y-yeah sure c’mon in.” He stuttered, nerves beginning to settle within him from your serious manner.

As you make your way inside the house you make your way up to his room with Ethan right behind you. As he shuts the door to his bedroom he takes note of the way you pace back and forth across his room.

“So what is it that you wanted to talk to me about?” He said as he sat on the edge of his bed. You come to a halt in front of him and stare at him for a couple of seconds. He flashed a nervous smile and it dawned on you how off-putting this must be for him to see you so worked and not knowing why. You flash him a just as equally nervous smile before stepping over to his bed and sitting to where you were facing him.

“Ethan, we've been friends for a while now and recently we've been spending even more time with each other than usual. While I enjoy our time together, I’m afraid I haven’t been completely honest with you-” 

“Okay if this is about all the superhero movies we watch, we can watch something else. I'm totally fine with that." He blurts out cutting me off mid sentence.

"And we don’t have to keep building lego sets either if that’s what this is about.” He looked up at you with the most gleaming apologetic eyes ever which only made the nerves within your stomach intensify.

“No Ethan look-”

“We can do other things too. We can do cool things. We can take a road trip together out of town or go out clubbing more. Whatever it is y/n, I don't care I just wanna spend more time with you.”

“Ethan, I don’t care what it is that we do together!” I blurt out rather loudly taken both of us aback at how loud the statement came.

“Wait you don't?” Ethan's face scrunched in confusion.

“No Ethan! I don't give a shit what we do as long as we’re together because I don’t ever wanna stop seeing you because I like you!” The confession slips out of your mouth in one hurried breath and you catch your breath as you cautiously await Ethan's reaction.

Shock plagues Ethan before confusion settles deep within him. Surely you didn't just confess that you liked him? There must be some sort of mistake.

“Wait, you like me? Like, like me?”

“Yes you dumbass. I like like you." You rolled your eyes and smiled at how high-school the whole thing sounded.

“Ethan, you found me when I was going through my darkest times. You helped me find peace with being a vampire and getting over the pain that Jesse and every other guy in my life has caused me, and for that I will be eternally grateful for."

"Besides that you've been an amazing friend to me and I've always cherished our relationship but I can't help the way I've felt within these past few weeks. I know that there's a lot to think about, my immortality, me being so far away for college, long-distance, and I understand if these are issues but there things that we can work through." Looking up at him, you can practically see the gears turning within his head and you start to second guess if you made the right choice in confessing after all.

"I know it's a lot to take in and I understand if you need time and space to process everything that's not an issu-"

“I like you too.”

You bite your tongue as he interrupts you again, this time you being caught off guard by a sudden confession.

“You do?” Voice shaky as you look into his eyes with worry and reservation still boiling within you.

“Y-yea I’ve liked you since like forever…” He admits as he scratches the back of his neck, nervous habit.

“Y/n, I’ve liked you since the day Sarah introduced us but I was too…y’know…me to ever do anything about it." You laugh at how ridiculous he sounded.

"I'm serious! I mean there was no way in a million years a guy like me could ever get with someone like you. You’re way out of my league.” His voice lowers at the end in embarrassment.

“I still am but that doesn’t mean anything.” You joke feeling relieved when you see the corners of his mouth tug into a smile. He looks up at you before the two of you share a laugh together, and you felt the tension from between the two of you melt away. As you catch your breath you remain focused on him and deliberate on how to move on from here, still wanting answers.

“So what now Morgan?”

“Y/N, will you go out with me?” 

“Hmm I don’t know actually I’ll have to think about it- yes of course Ethan!” You shout as you lunged forward to hug him bringing the two of you onto the mattress with him pinned underneath you. Breaking into another fit of laughter, you pulled away to rest your forearms on either side of Ethan as he laid underneath you. 

“Hey Ethan?” You mused sweetly at him.

“Yes y/n?”

“Can I ask you to do me a favor?”

“Depends on what it is, if it’s to be your personal blood bank you’ve got to give me some time.” He teased with a smirk.

“No you idiot.” You shake your head with a smile. As you took in the sight of him beneath you, your eyes flickered between his lips and eyes and you smiled even wider as you caught him doing the same act. The air around you seemed to thicken as the beat of his racing heart echoed louder and louder within your ears. You can hear the way his blood rushed to his cheeks and despite the vulnerable position he was in, it wasn't his blood that you were craving.

“Kiss me.” You whisper looking pleadingly into his eyes as your breath fans over his face that was only inches apart.

Ethan slowly reached his hand forward to gently cup your cheek and you only leaned further into his touch. As he looked at your lips he looked up at you as if silently asking for reassurance that you wanted this. With a nod of your head, you heard his heart beat louder beneath you, beating so hard that you thought it would practically jump out of his chest- Ethan wouldn't be surprised if it did. He then closes the distance between you, capturing your lips into a soft kiss. You'd be lying if you said you never thought about what it would be like to kiss Ethan, the truth is he was a lot better than you had imagined. Your lips continued to move in sync as your hands crawled through his hair tugging slightly, earning a soft whine from him. Smiling into the kiss you made note of the sensitive spot for later.

Pulling away breathlessly, you laid your foreheads against him as you both caught your breaths.

“I could kiss you forever.”

“Well you’ve got a lot of catching up to do then.” You say before capturing his lips again into another kiss.

As Ethan snaked an arm around your waist, you melted within his touch. You felt safe within his embrace and you knew that you were home with him.

[caeunot]

johnnie x reader

new years angst (18+)

PSA: the johnnie i'm going to write about is the fictional version we all have in our minds, we truly don't know how he actually is and it's good to make a balance to avoid any uneasy or parasocial feelings when writing about a real person.

it had been a very long night for everyone, new years party's obviously only actually get started at 12 so the night only truly ends early hours of the morning. johnnie was fast asleep on his bed, the sheets unmade as he lay on top in the full clothes from night before. as he lifted his head he felt all the drinking all the smoking all the talking from the night before rush straight to his head, like a heavy boulder he has to now carry for the next 12 hours. this isn't anything new to him but that doesn't make it any more fun to deal with.

he gets up and looks at himself in his mirror, scrunching his face as he notices how he still had his makeup on, though completely different from the way it had spread all across his face messily from lying on it. he turns on the tap and splashes himself with the cold water, waking him up but also somehow making his migraine worse.

as he starts getting changed into something comfortable he starts remembering the events from the night before, as if in pieces he has to puzzle together.

one thing that remains the most prominent in his memory is the countdown for midnight, he was excited. he had a plan. he wore his best outfit and put contour and primer on his face to make that days makeup extra fancy(he never really does that). he had been anticipating this moment the whole night, his eyes darted around looking for something specific. he squeezed past a few people pushing one slightly too hard making him have to awkwardly apologize which he hated doing. but at that moment it didn't phase him and neither did the flashing lights and the aggressive music playing a bit too loudly in the background. his mind was focused on one thing only. you

his plan was that at the moment it hit 12 he would kiss you, in his mind he decided this would be the best option since if you weren't into it he could pull it off saying it was a friend thing. he was absolutely too nervous to actually just ask you out since he personally feels you are quite out of his league. he hoped this would spark something between the two of you. so that he no longer has to look away when you laugh at his jokes because of the prominent blush that would always come up on his pale skin, or the way he had to hide his enthusiasm when you were around. he was absolutely infatuated with you.

who did you think zombie was about?

but as he finally caught his eye on you with seconds to spare he started jogging towards you but as he was about to approach you, you turn to jake cupping his face and leaning in for a deep kiss. he saw the way you smiled as jake held onto your waist. the way your kiss lasted longer than the others around the room. suddenly he jolted out of his mind as he hears a knock on his bathroom door.

fuck. he thinks to himself as he puts his hand sloppily through his hair in attempt to neaten it. "yes?" he says, still sounding half asleep.

"can I talk to you" you say, wait. you say? johnnie is confused. you don't live here, he just shares this place with jake..

fuck

he bites his lip before answering, "yeah uh just- just gimmie a min I just got up". " oh ok no problem! I'll be in the living room, take your time alright?" you say, he waits for your foot steps to sound lighter before he leans against the door and slides down to the floor, hands in his hair he curses. curses how he could so easily give someone his heart and so easily let them tear it apart, even without them knowing they did. love was fucked and he was tired and his migraine was getting worse and he just wanted everything to disappear, but as much as he would love to lock himself in the bathroom forever he was also curious what you had to say to him.

around 10 minutes later he emerges from the bathroom still rubbing his towel around his wet hair from his shower, he walks into the living room to see you scrolling on your phone and his heart immediately starts aching. before you noticed he was there he took full advantage of being able to admire you, you had no makeup on which johnnie had never seen before, but god you might look even better without it.

he admired the way your hair was slightly messed up and the way you were still in the clothes from the night before, that tight black dress that has a low v neck showing off your breasts which he realized he was obsessed with, even in a normal setting you made it work.

"so what's up?" he asks sitting down next to you on the couch. "wait first before anything can i ask you a massive favour..", "hit me" he says with a half smile, "well as u can see im still sorta in my dress from last night uh.. i maybe slept over here last night and my place is pretty far and i have a splitting headache, would it be cool if i stay at your guys place tonight too?"

"oh sure no problem we don't mind! but what about your clothes? im guessing u didn't pack any extra in that handbag of yours." you shuffle in your seat feeling a lil embarrassed, "that's my second favour.. could i borrow some of yours? well uhm not yours specifically but your the only one awake at the moment and i dont wana wake poor jake"

johnnie got a bit red imagining you in his clothes, but nonetheless lent you one of his hoodies and sweats which fit you perfectly. as you were getting changed he couldn't help when his mind slipped to the fact you never wore a bra with that dress, meaning you would be wearing one of his hoodies completely bra-less which turned him on much more than he would have hoped for, especially since the two of you agreed to go get something to eat after you get changed.

the car ride was very silent and it was freaking johnnie out a little, once you two have ordered your food and are started waiting you decide to break the silence, "if im being real, i got wayy too blasted last night like i honestly don't even remember talking to you.. at one point i wasn't even sure if you were there, but saying that i barely remember anyone i spoke to haha". johnnie lets out a small laugh, "dont worry abt not seeing me, im not a party guy i always end up lurking in the shadows like a vampire instead of making conversation." you turn your head to the window looking out at the sun as it melts like honey into the blue sky as it sets.

the two of you ended up eating in the car because you guys were so hungry. as you guys made it back inside the house you see jake facetiming someone on his phone, you sneak up behind him and shove him a little while going "BAH", which made him jump like a cartoon character. "fuck you y/n im on a call" "not my fault your a scaredy cat", "dude that's just wrong im braver than u and johnnie combined okay" you guys laugh and jake takes his call to his room, leaving you and johnnie alone again.

"i like how he didn't ask why im still here" you ask slumping onto the nearest couch. "i think you scared him too much that he stopped thinking for a sec" he said plonking himself next to you.

"you down to watch a movie?" you ask, "sure sounds good! i mean what else is there to do anyways". "perfect ill choose kay!! since im the guest i get privileges heh", "whatever makes u happy miss y/n" he says giving a genuine smile which made your heart race slightly.

the movie dragged on for johnnie, not that it was a bad movie but for the fact that he couldn't stop thinking about how close you guys sat next to each other, plus the way you were still wearing his clothes and how absolutely gorgeous you looked in them. all of a sudden you turned towards johnnie as he was staring at you by accident, the two of you sat there in silence for a little before you broke it

"uh johnnie can i be honest with you", "sure y/n, what's up". "well let me get straight to the point, by the time it hit new years.. did you see who i kissed?" johnnie tilted his head in confusion, "you kissed jake.. don't you remember?". "honestly i don't remember anything past 11pm.. when i said i was blasted i really meant blasted. well the reason im asking is because there was someone specific i wanted to kiss"

"oh really? and who was that". "it uhm was you"

johnnie felt his face start heating up and without thinking he immediately pulled your face in for a deep kiss, "johnnie.." you whisper as the kiss ended, his hands still on your face and the two of you close enough to where you could see all the pores on face and feel his cool breath against your lips.

he doesn't respond, even the kiss took him off guard and he initiated it! he realized that you reciprocated his kiss and that gave him enough motivation to lean in for another, this one was more sloppy and more intense. you two wanted each other badly and it was visible, as some tongue was slipped you climbed on top of johnnie and felt his bulge already from his thin pants. that turned you on even more and you accidentally let out a small moan.

you started to feel johnnies hands gently hold your waist from under the hoodie, you started to get a tingly feeling as he gently graced his hands higher and higher till he reached your boobs, he let out a small whimper as he gripped and played your breasts. you take your hands from his neck and instead use them to take off the hoodie itself giving him a full view of your boobs now making him gasp mid kiss.

you start grinding on him gently while taking his shirt off, once its off you slowly get off of him and pull down his pants, "are you sure?" he said shakily as he sat more forward on the couch preparing for what's coming, "you don't know how long I've wanted to do this, yes baby i'm sure" you say which made him go even redder and before you get on your knees you see him biting down an excited smile.

as you pull his boxers down you take your hand and gently rub it back and forth before taking your tongue and starting right at the base, giving a mix of wet kisses and licks as you slowly go higher and higher. when you finally get to the tip you hear a small whimper and you feel the top of your hair being grabbed desperately, you slowly put the tip fully inside your mouth moving it gently back and forth and going faster and faster deeper and deeper making his member twitch inside of his mouth and as you start hearing him moan deeply you realize he has already hit his climax and ends up finishing inside your mouth. when he was done you take your mouth off with a plop and immediately go back up to johnnies absolutely flustered face, you have never seen him look so submissive.

without hesitation you kiss him with his cum still inside your mouth, making a mess as it spills onto both of your chests.

johnnie sighs in delight "fuck y/n how did you do that" -when he knew exactly how :)

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