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[infictionalwonderland]

☆ secretary!reader first interview/introduction into the company with ceo!rafe

You’re nervous. Rafe can see that. In the way your pretty teeth dig into the plushy flesh of your lip—in the way your fingers are fidgeting with your skirt, or twirling at your hair. Your feet squirming slightly under the seat, heels clicking faintly against the ground with your movements.

God.

He keeps his reaction to himself, instead just smirking slightly as he leans back in his chair. You’re beautiful and he knows he’s gonna hire you anyway, honestly, but he’s enjoying watching you like this.

“So, Miss Y/L/N,” Rafe begins, his voice deep and drawling and blank to anything he’s thinking. He keeps his eyes dead set on you, the intensity of his stare making your thighs clench lightly despite yourself: the action causes your cheeks to heat a bit, this could be your boss! but Rafe just smirks wider, not outwardly acknowledging, “why do you want to work for Cameron development?”

You blow out a little breath, Rafe’s eyes dropping down to the movement of your chest with it, before you natter on about why (even though all that’s really in your head now is because you’re ridiculously hot and I would kill for you to bend me over this desk)

Rafe listens, finding with genuine surprise that he’s not bored. He does this shit too often—interviewing new people. Ever since he took over the business, he’s wanted more workers, more people, expand the business etc. Improve—he’s proactive like that. But fuck him sideways, people are just boring. But you’re impressive, and likeable, and okay maybe he’s already a little bias because of your pretty pretty face and the way your business casual look hugs your body—he wants to touch but he’s enjoying listening. Your voice is sweet, he thinks, he wants it right in his ear, to feel your breath against his skin—as he watches your lips move with your words.

Idly wondering how they would look sucking at his skin. Bitten between his teeth. What flavour lip balm do you use? Your lips are shiny. Distractingly so. He wants to taste, now. Touch, taste, feel.

Once you finish speaking, his eyes flicker back up to yours lazily. Like he wants you to see he’s been admiring you, like he doesn’t care that you can sense his probing stares. It shouldn’t be attractive, but it is.

He gives you an approving nod, still smirking faintly. He leans forward in his seat, one large ringed hand sliding a few forms over your way but remains leaned in even after he’s passed them.

“Welcome to Cameron’s development, Miss Y/L/N.” He drawls your last name like a secret and a promise all at once, smirk widening.

You blink, face scrunching in confusion, “That’s all?”

He huffs a small gruff laugh, nodding his assent. “That’s all.” Rafe repeats, slightly amused and almost mocking as he tilts his hand and looks at you.

Your stomach flutters despite yourself. “Shouldn’t there—“

“Ah-ah.” Rafe cuts you off, raising a brow. The smirk on his face never leaving but becoming more pointed now. “I’ve got full reign over my company. My people. And I want you to be my secretary, ain’t matter how much I ask you. I want you. ‘Kay? Be happy, you got the job.”

His voice is deep, slow and firm. A man who knows he’s in control. Knows he’s the boss. Thrives off it in that quietly confident way. The look in his pretty eyes is vaguely dark, but almost amused, that smirk that’s causing your heart to fucking palpate always seeming to be on his mouth. He says ‘I want you’ with such a sure, subtly sly tone that it makes you forget you’re even at a job interview for a moment—that this man, this outrageously attractive guy, is going to be your boss. It makes your belly flutter with heat and you grip your thighs in your hands, actively fighting against the urge to squeeze them together like a desperate whore instead of the professional, polite woman you’re trying to be. That you are.

“Thank you, Mr. Cameron.” You say then, smiling sweetly. Excited, curious, apprehensive and nervous all at once. This was a lot easier (and more erotic) than you expected. Your voice is soft and polite as you tentatively reach forward and slide the paperwork your way.

Rafe chuckles again, rough and pleased, his eyes never leaving you—he leans back a little, his hand gives the back of yours a feather light brush as he hands the paperwork off. You bite back a sound. “Welcome to the team.” He welcomes you again, his smirk morphing into an arrogant grin.

You hate that you think that’s hot.

“Glad to be part of it.”

He smiles without much warmth, his foot brushing against yours from under his desk. He moves it unhurriedly, not apologising, like he wants you to feel it. Him. Not doing anything but watch you with the look that’s making your belly turn and flutter.

Shit.

[strangecreaturewrites]

mickey barnes x f/gn!reader ⊹ after your life is upended, you move to a new city to start over. you take a job at the first place that will hire you, which just so happens to be a dubious little bakery owned by two men named timo and mickey. pre-canon au. (18+) nothing crazy here, but it will be nsfw if i write more in the future. ( this fic was built off of some ideas i wrote down in my notes app over the past couple weeks, and i wasn’t sure if i wanted to develop it into something more. i could totally spin this out into something so much larger, i have several ideas for it, but i already have too many wips at the moment >.< ----- divider by saradika-graphics )

You knew the business was going to fail as soon as you set foot in the building. The place used to be a bakery, so it looked the part of a macaron shop, with its faded sea-foam green wallpaper and white counters and tables. But it lacked one crucial element: demand. No one even glanced at the storefront as they walked past, a detail you immediately picked up on during your interview.

But you needed the work, so you took the black T-shirt that would be part of your uniform and shook hands with your new employer, a man around your age named Timo. His business partner wasn’t around on your first day, but it wasn’t too long before you met him, too.

Mickey Barnes. You were obsessed from the moment you saw him, but not in the usual way. He was an awkward man, clumsy and self-conscious, but he was kind to you and easy to talk to. He had a pretty face, an unflattering haircut, and an earnest sort of demeanor you hadn’t seen in a long time, especially since you moved to the city. He was sweet, much sweeter than a lot of guys you’ve known. This sweetness pulled you in, made your heart flutter, made you curious — it even made it easier to show up for work most days, knowing you'd get to see him.

Personality-wise, your two bosses were like night and day. Timo was charismatic, witty, a people-person. A bit of a liar, a bit selfish. You didn’t trusted him too much, and working for him was… well, let’s just say, you had to deal with some dumb shit. He paid you in cash, and usually only after you hounded him for it.

While Timo stayed in the manager’s office all day doing who knows what, Mickey would stand behind the counter with you and talk. When a rare customer came in to buy something, he would box up their macarons while you rang them up.

You only worked there for a month, but in that short time, you got to know him well. You learned his favorite movies, the music he liked to listen to, the jokes that made him laugh. You knew he had no family, no relationships, no plans for more than what he already had in this phase of his life. You became familiar with the deer-in-the-headlights look in his eyes when you told him he looked good, and you knew his ears would turn red if you pointed out when a customer was checking him out.

It was no time before you found yourself thinking about him in your bed at night, spinning fantasy after fantasy. Eventually, nearly every hour of the day was consumed by thoughts of him. He was just too cute. You imagined pushing your flirtations farther, wondering what he would do or say if you pressed his buttons enough. He didn't seem shy — just awkward.

Was he a virgin? No, no, you didn't think so. You wanted to ask him...

On the flip side, you were shocked by yourself! It never used to be this hard, keeping things professional, especially with your former bosses. (Then again, you've never been this attracted to someone you've worked for before.) You tried not to cross too many boundaries, but it was just too fun to tease him. Even when he seemed embarrassed, he laughed right along with you, so why stop? It made you feel good to have his attention, and he seemed flattered by the attention you gave him.

There were some times when you thought he was a little too easygoing, though. You quickly picked up on the odd dynamic between Timo and Mickey; they were friends, roommates, and the co-owners of this failing bakery, and it was clear to see who called the shots and who fell in line regardless of whether or not those decisions made sense. You often defended Mickey from his friend’s snide comments, but half the time he didn’t seem to care that he was being insulted. He would tell you not to worry about it, smiling his good-natured smile and waving his hand dismissively.

You wondered if Mickey was really unbothered, or if there was something he wasn’t letting you see.

The day you decided to quit, you told Mickey first. It was the end of your shift, the pink-purple sunset reflecting off the shop windows across the street. You just finished cleaning out the display case and boxing up the cookies that couldn’t be saved for the next day. Timo was in his office, and Mickey had just finished sweeping the pristine floors.

You thought he might panic and beg you to stay — you even hoped he might tell you he’d miss you too much for you to leave, or ask if there was a way he could see you outside of this place — but he just nodded, scrunching up his nose in a wince.

“Okay. That makes sense,” he said, almost as if he was apologizing to you. “I wouldn’t wanna stay either if I were you.”

You gave him a confused look. “You own the place, you could close shop and leave anytime you wanted.”

“Ah, well…” A blush crept across his face as he stumbled over his words. “It’s a little more complicated than that, with money, and- and we don’t exactly, uh- ‘own it,’” he stammered out, bringing his hands up to air-quote the last couple of words. You continued to stare at him, waiting for him to explain further, until he waved his hand, as if batting the prickly topic away. “Doesn’t matter. What I’m saying is, you have so many more opportunities. I don’t know why you applied here in the first place.”

“I needed a job,” you replied curtly, looking away from him. Why you moved away from your small town to the city, why you had to find work so quickly — it was a sensitive subject for you.

Thankfully, Mickey seemed to pick up on your discomfort.

After a tense pause, he cleared his throat, then asked, “What’ll you do next?”

You laughed humorlessly, pulling yourself up to sit on the counter by the register. He took a few steps closer, resting his hand on the edge of the counter near your knee.

So close… It’s been too long since you’ve felt anyone’s skin against yours, and he has been on your mind so much lately. You imagined sliding your hand over his as you answered him.

“Applications are supposed to be opening up soon for that expedition Kenneth Marshall is attempting." You sneered a bit as you said the politician's name, causing Mickey to laugh. “I’m gonna live on what’s left of my savings ’til then, and I’ll see if I can hitch a ride on that.”

“Doing what?”

“I was a paramedic before I started working here. I was a pharm tech before that.” You quirk an eyebrow at him, a sly smile curling at the corners of your lips. “You think they’ll need medics in space?”

“Definitely,” he replied, sounding a little awed, smiling that adorable smile of his. “They’ll be lucky to have you.”

You hummed, warmth blooming in your chest. Sometimes, his sincerity made you ache. You decided to make your move and put your hand on his, squeezing it gently. You told yourself it was just a way of saying thank you, even as your thumb slowly brushed his wrist, back and forth, over and over. The tips of his ears started turning pink, his wide eyes locked on your hands, and it made you felt powerful.

“Can I be honest with you? Because you’re a good guy and I worry about you.” When he nodded, you continued, “This place isn’t gonna last, Mickey. You need to get out of here, do something else.”

He rolled his eyes, grinning a little. “Like what?”

“Literally anything else. You could… I don’t know…”

He nudged your leg with his knee, his grin growing wider. “See? That’s the problem, I don't know either.” For a moment, he looked off toward the window, lost in thought. Then he shook his head. “Nah. I’m gonna stick this out with Timo. He’s my good buddy, I trust him.”

You scoffed. “Whatever you say.”

“He’s good to me,” he replied defensively, his brows furrowing. You couldn’t help but stare at his lips, set in a little, almost pouty frown. You thought about bringing your hands to his face, pulling him closer, when the electronic doorbell chimed.

Quickly, you leapt off the counter and whipped around to see two women lingering in the doorway. By their looks, they were in their early twenties, wearing short club dresses and heavy make-up. They were bright-eyed and beautiful, giggling between each other and looking around the mostly empty room. They seemed hesitant to come inside, making eye contact with you as if they were waiting on some instructions.

“Oh, hey, sorry, we’re closing in-” Mickey looked down at his watch.

In a jarring bit of motion-and-sound, Timo breezed through the swinging kitchen doors, past the counter, toward the women. “Don’t worry, Mick, they’re here for me.” 

“Oh, okay,” Mickey said faintly, startled.

You both watched Timo nestle between the women, his arms around their shoulders. Then, as if on cue, he winced dramatically and said, “Damn, I forgot to tell you, man. I need the apartment for the night. You know, company and all. You understand.”

Mickey blinked, giving a little shake of his head, then corrected himself. “Right. Yeah. That’s fine, I’ll figure somethin’-”

The trio were already turning to leave as Mickey spoke, Timo yelling over his shoulder, his voice overlapping Mickey’s, “Hell yeah, man, you’re the best. See ya tomorrow, Mick! And uh, you too…”

Even after a month, he still didn’t remember your name. Why are you not surprised?

“Asshole,” you snarled, watching the trio strut past the window. You turned to Mickey, who still looked a little baffled. “Do you have somewhere to go?”

He shrugged. “Nah, but it’s not a big deal. Usually I just walk around for a few hours, then I sneak in at around two or three. Hell, I can sleep here if I gotta.”

You stared at him for a moment, waiting for him to say he was joking. When he only stared back, his blue eyes so full of that earnestness you’d grown to associate with only him, you grabbed the boxes of extra macarons and told him, “You’re coming home with me.”

“Oh! Uh-”

“Hush. Come. Now.”

He scrambled to keep up with you, barely remembering to lock up in his haste. You smirked, feeling that private sense of power once again. But there was also excitement — finally, you would get to have him all to yourself.

( i planned a sex scene for this, but i tragically lost focus and i don't even know if this would be interesting to anyone, so if you want to see more, please tell me! i want to write so much more for this, but i am not a self-sustaining machine, lmaoooo

update 4/3/25: here is a link to part two! thanks for reading!! <3 )

[blakeswritingimagines]

Sleeping All Alone

Summary: Reader who always teases bodyguard, named Daemon, to keep you safe both in public and in private situations. However, as the two spend more time together, an undeniable attraction and chemistry starts to develop between you.

Warnings: Power imbalance, Teasing, PWP, Begging, Choking, Use of Darlin, brat, tease, minx, Dom Daemon, and Sub reader, no real gender used for the reader.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the House of The Dragon/Fire & Blood characters nor do I claim to own them. I do not own any of the images used nor do I claim to own them.

Word count: 6.0k

Daemon Targaryen sat in his usual spot at the back of your concert venue. He watched as the fans went wild for the pop star on stage. He was there for one reason and one reason only, and that was to protect you. As you sang and danced on stage, he scanned the crowd, searching for any potential threats. He had been hired by your management team to be your personal bodyguard, and he took his job very seriously. Despite his best efforts, Daemon couldn't ignore the fact that the fans were going crazy over every move you made. It was obvious they were smitten with you, and he couldn't blame them. You were good-looking and talented, and he found himself distracted by you on stage more times than he'd care to admit.

As you strutted across the stage, you could feel a pair of eyes on you. You knew who it belonged to, your bodyguard Daemon. While most people found his intense stare unnerving, you couldn't help but feel a little thrill every time his eyes bore into yours. You tried to focus on the performance, but his presence was distracting. He was like a magnet, tugging at your attention even when you were supposed to be focused on the music. You finished the final song of your set, panting and wiping a bead of sweat from your forehead. You gave a final wave to the adoring crowd before returning backstage, only to find Daemon waiting for you with his arms crossed. “Another successful show,” he said as you approached. Daemon's voice was cool and measured, betraying no hint of the attraction he felt towards you. He had been your bodyguard for several months now, but he had managed to keep his feelings hidden from you. He knew that it was unprofessional to become involved with his client, but that didn't make the attraction any less strong. "But I have to say, you're slacking on your security. You're supposed to be paying attention to your surroundings, not getting distracted by me."

You rolled your eyes at his comment, but secretly a part of you was flattered. It was true, you had caught yourself sneaking glances at him during performances, but you weren't about to admit that. "Oh, don't flatter yourself," you replied with a smirk. "I was just making sure you were doing your job properly." Daemon chuckled softly at your words, his eyes never leaving yours. He knew that you were trying to maintain a veneer of indifference, but he could see through it. He could sense the spark between you both, no matter how much you tried to downplay it. "I'm always doing my job," he said in a low voice. "Just make sure you're not distracting me too much with those pretty eyes of yours." You felt a hoard of butterflies in your stomach at his comment, but you forced yourself to keep your cool. Two could play at that game. You stepped closer to him, using your height and platform shoes to your advantage. "Oh, trust me, my eyes aren't the only part of me that's distracting," you purred, fluttering your eyelashes innocently.

Daemon's breath hitched at your response, but he kept his expression cool. He wasn't about to let you know just how much you affected him. "Is that so?" he said, taking a step forward to close the distance between you. He could feel the heat radiating off your body, and it was driving him wild. "Careful now, little one. You might be playing with fire." You grinned, reveling in the effect you seemed to be having on him. It was rare for him to lose his cool exterior, and the fact that you were the one to make him falter was quite pleasing. "Oh, I can handle the heat," you said with a shrug. "But can you?" You stood on your tip toes and reached up, gently tugging on the lapel of his jacket to pull him closer. Daemon's eyes darkened as you pulled him closer, his resolve wavering slightly. He could feel the heat and electricity between you both like a tangible force. "You have no idea what kind of heat I can handle," he said in a low voice. He wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you flush against his body. He could feel your heart racing in your chest, and it only made his own beat faster.

You felt a shiver run down your spine as he drew you closer, your body pressed against his. Being this close to him was intoxicating, it was like he was a drug and you were already addicted. "Oh yeah?" you murmured, your voice husky with desire. "Prove it." The concert ended and you managed to get through the mandatory pleasantries and goodbyes without incident. Finally, it was time to leave the venue. You bid goodbye to your friends and colleagues and stepped out into the cool night air. Daemon was by your side immediately, his eyes scanning the surroundings as he ushered you toward the car. As you made your way through the crowded parking lot, Daemon kept a watchful eye on your surroundings, his hand resting lightly on your lower back. He could feel the press of your body against his, and it sent a jolt of electricity through him. He knew he should keep his distance, but he couldn't help the way his body responded to you. Once you reached the car, he opened the door for you and waited until you were safely inside before shutting it and walking around to the driver's seat. You watched him through the window as he walked around the car, the muscles in his shoulders rippling beneath his shirt. You couldn't help but admire his powerful physique, and the way he moved with such calculated grace. When he finally settled in the driver's seat beside you, you turned to him, your expression coy. "Where to next, sir?" you asked, your voice dripping with sarcasm.

Daemon stifled a smirk as he started the car and pulled out of the parking lot. He could feel your eyes on him and it was driving him wild. "Are you always this cheeky, or is it just for me?" he asked, his tone neutral. He glanced over at you, his eyes raking over your body. He had never wanted anyone quite like he wanted you at this moment. Daemon gritted his teeth at your tone, but he couldn't deny the effect it had on him. "Home," he said curtly. "It's late, and you have an early morning tomorrow." You rolled your eyes, but a small smile played at the corners of your lips. "Oh, come on, you love it," you teased. As the car pulled away from the venue, you leaned back in your seat and let out a sigh. "You know," you said, breaking the silence in the car, "I don't know how you manage to stay so stoic all the time. It's a bit disappointing, really. I was kind of hoping I could break through your icy exterior by now." Daemon let out a soft laugh at your words, his shoulders relaxing slightly. "You think I'm icy, huh?" he said, stealing a glance at you. "I guess it's just part of the job, little one. Can't have me getting distracted while I'm supposed to be keeping you safe."

You pouted at his response, leaning your head against the window. "Boring," you drawled. "You can't just blame it on the job. I think you like to act tough because you think it makes you look cool and mysterious." Daemon chuckled again, shaking his head slightly. "Maybe it's a bit of that," he admitted. "But you have no idea how hard I have to work to keep my cool around you." He flicked his eyes to you, taking in your pouty expression. "You drive me absolutely wild, you know that? But I have to keep my head straight when I'm working." Your expression softened at his admission, and a small smile tugged at your lips. "Well, I'm glad to know I have that effect on you," you replied, your voice tinged with mischief. "But I have to say, keeping your head straight seems like a pretty tall order. I can guarantee you I'm not making it easy."

Daemon's grip on the wheel tightened as he heard the sultry tone in your voice, his mind racing with all the things he wanted to do to you. "You have no idea," he said gruffly. "Every time you look at me with those big pretty eyes of yours or touch me with those delicate little hands of yours, it takes everything I have to stay professional." You couldn't help but feel a thrill at his words, the fact that you had such an effect on him only made you want to push his buttons more. "Maybe I like seeing you struggle," you said, leaning closer to him and placing a hand on his thigh. "Maybe I like knowing I can break through that tough exterior and leave you a mess." Daemon's breath hitched as your hand landed on his thigh, his muscles tensing under your touch. "You're playing a dangerous game, little one," he warned, but there was no denying the hunger behind his words. He glanced over at you, his eyes dark with desire. "You keep testing me like this and I won't be able to hold back for much longer."

You grinned, enjoying the way you were making him squirm. "Who says I want you to hold back?" you purred, leaning even closer to him, your lips almost brushing his ear. "Maybe I like the idea of you losing control with me." Daemon clenched his jaw, fighting back the urge to pull you into his lap and ravish you right there in the car. Your proximity and your words were driving him wild, and the sound of your sultry voice in his ear was quickly eroding his self-control. "You are the most infuriating woman," he said through gritted teeth. Your grin widened as you heard the strain in his voice, knowing you were causing him to lose his grip. "But you love it," you said, moving your hand further up his thigh. "You love the way I get under your skin and make you feel things you try so hard to keep locked away." Daemon let out a low growl as your hand inched higher up his thigh, his knuckles white from gripping the wheel too tightly. "You're playing with fire, darlin'. I've been good so far, but you keep pushing my buttons like this and you're gonna see a side of me you can't handle." He shot you a warning look, but the lust and desire in his eyes betrayed him.

You chuckled, not intimidated in the least. "Oh, I can handle you," you teased, squeezing his thigh for emphasis. "And as for that side of you, you keep trying to keep hidden, I think it's about time you let it out to play." You moved your mouth to his ear, your lips brushing against his skin as you whispered, "I can take whatever you throw at me, big guy." Daemon let out a guttural moan as your lips grazed his skin, his control slipping further away. The sound of your voice in his ear was like a siren song, making him crave you more than he ever thought possible. "Damn you," he muttered, his voice rough with barely contained desire. "You think you can handle me, huh? I'll show you just how wrong you are, you little brat." You felt a thrill at his words, the way he was struggling to keep his composure only made you want to push him further. "Bring it on, big guy," you teased. "I'm not afraid of you." You continued to tease him with your hands and your voice, wanting to see just how far you could push him before he snapped. The car finally pulled up outside your home, and Daemon cut the engine with a flick of his wrist. The air was thick with tension between the two of you, the electricity crackling with every look and touch. As the two of you sat just outside your home, Daemon sat for a moment, trying to regain his composure.

He took a deep breath, trying to clear his mind of the thoughts and desires you had stirred up in him. After a moment, he turned to you, his expression a mixture of lust and frustration. "You're a damn tease, you know that?" he growled. You smirked at his words, loving the effect you were having on him. "And you're a stubborn control freak," you retorted, still not backing down. "It's about time you realized you can't always be in charge." You leaned closer to him, your lips only inches from his. "But we both know you like it when I challenge you, don't we?" Daemon gritted his teeth, your proximity and your words making his restraint wear thin. He wanted nothing more than to give in to the desire that was building inside him, but he was a man of control, used to being in command. "You're driving me wild, you know that?" he muttered. "You're like a storm, beautiful and dangerous, and I can't resist your pull." He reached out and grabbed your chin, pulling you closer. "But make no mistake, darlin', I'm still the one in charge here."

You let out a soft gasp as he grabbed your chin, the rough handling sending shivers down your spine. "Oh, is that so?" you purred, your lips only millimeters from his. "Why don't you prove it, then?" Even though you were the one in control of the situation so far, your pulse was racing and your breath was coming in shallow gasps. Daemon's eyes darkened with a mix of lust and determination as you challenged him, your proximity and your sultry tone igniting a fire within him. "Don't tempt me," he warned, his voice low and dangerous. "Once I start, I won't be able to stop." He held your chin in his hand, his gaze burning into yours. "Are you sure you're ready for this, darlin'? Because I won't be gentle." Your heart hammered in your chest as you met his intense gaze. You were playing a dangerous game, teasing and challenging a man who was known for his self-control, but you couldn't help it. The way he looked at you with such hunger and intensity sent a thrill through you, making you more reckless than ever before. "I'm sure," you replied, your voice barely above a whisper. "I can take anything you dish out, big guy. Bring it on…. how about you come inside?"

Daemon's self-control finally snapped at your words, his restraint lost in a wave of desire and need. "You asked for it," he growled, his voice thick with hunger. Without waiting for a response, he quickly unbuckled his seatbelt and pushed open the car door. He strode around to your side of the car and yanked open the passenger door, pulling you out of your seat with a firm grip on your wrist. "Inside," he commanded, his voice brooking no argument. "Now." You gasped as he yanked you out of the car, the force of his grip making your heart race even faster. You followed him obediently, almost feeling like a pet being led on a leash. As soon as you stepped inside your home, he slammed the door shut and pushed you up against it, pinning you there with his body. His eyes glittered with a dark intensity that made your stomach flutter. "Now you're mine," he said, his voice hot against your ear. There was no going back now, you had pushed him past his breaking point and now you were about to see just what he was capable of. Daemon's body was taut with tension and desire as he pressed you against the wall, the weight of his body pinning you in place. His hands came up to cup your face, his touch rough and demanding as he held you in place. "You've been pushing my buttons all night," he muttered, his voice a low rumble. "Now you get to see what happens when you drive a man wild." Without warning, he slanted his mouth over yours, claiming your lips in a bruising kiss.

You couldn't help but moan into his kiss, your body reacting to his touch with a mind of its own. He was overwhelming your senses, his grip on your face and his body pressed against you left you feeling helpless and yet utterly desperate for more. You returned his kiss with an intensity that matched his own, your hands gripping his shirt and pulling him closer. You could feel the heat radiating off of him, his desire like a flame that threatened to consume you whole. Daemon groaned, his kiss becoming more urgent and desperate as he tasted you. He released your face, his hands wandering down to your waist as he pressed you harder against the wall. His hips rocked against you, grinding his growing arousal against you as he deepened the kiss. "Damn you," he muttered, his lips moving against yours. "You drive me insane." Your breath hitched as his hips pressed against you, the feel of his hardness making your body respond with a wave of heat. You gasped against his mouth, your mind lost in a fog of desire. "Daemon," you panted, your voice pleading and desperate. "Don't stop, please. I need you, more than air."

Daemon growled low in his throat at your pleading words, the sound sending shivers through you. He broke the kiss, his lips moving to your neck, leaving a trail of hot, open-mouthed kisses along the sensitive skin. "You beg so pretty, darlin'," he murmured, his hands sliding down to your hips, gripping them tightly. "And I'm going to give you exactly what you need, but it won't be gentle." You arched your neck back, offering up more of your skin for him to claim. His words sent a thrill through you, making you shiver with anticipation. "I don't need gentle," you gasped, your hands moving to tangle in his hair. "I just need you, all of you. Take me, any way you want." Daemon let out a low hiss at your words, his control slipping further with each passing moment. He nipped at your neck before pulling away slightly and looking down at you with darkened eyes. "You won't be able to walk straight tomorrow," he promised, his voice rough with desire. "I'm gonna make sure you feel me for days." Without warning, he picked you up easily, wrapping your legs around his waist as he carried you towards your bedroom.

You let out a gasp as he picked you up, your hands gripping his shoulders for balance. You could feel the heat and strength of his body as he carried you, and the knowledge that he was in complete control both terrified and excited you. "I don't care if I can't walk," you gasped, your mouth hovering just above his ear as if not even thinking of the full day ahead of you. "I just want you. Now." Daemon grunted in response, the huskiness in your voice only fueling his own desire. He kicked open the door to your bedroom and strode towards the bed, dropping you down onto it with a soft thump. He followed you down, his body covering yours as he looked down at you with a mixture of hunger and possessiveness in his eyes. "You're mine," he growled, his hands roaming your body as he started to remove your clothes with rough, needy motions. "And I'm going to make you scream my name." You let out a gasp as he tore away your clothes, his touch leaving a trail of heat in its wake. You could feel the need and desire radiating off of him, and it only served to heighten your own feelings. "Yes," you gasped, your voice thick with desire. "I'm yours. I'm all yours. Do whatever you want with me, just please, don't stop."

Daemon's breath hitched at your words, his eyes darkening further as he looked down at you. The sight of your exposed body beneath him only served to stoke the fire of his desire, and he quickly shed his own clothes. "I won't hold back," he muttered, his hands roaming over your skin, claiming every inch of you. "You asked for this." Without warning, he claimed your mouth in a deep, possessive kiss, his hands continuing to explore your body with urgency and hunger. You moaned into his kiss, your body responding to his touch on instinct. His hands and mouth seemed to be everywhere at once, and you felt like you were drowning in a sea of sensation. You arched your body up to meet his, desperate for more, more contact, more sensation. Your hands roamed over his back and shoulders, feeling the strength and power coiled just underneath his skin. "Don't hold back," you panted, your voice hoarse with need. "I can take it, I want it, I need it." Daemon groaned, his body shuddering with need as you writhed beneath him. He broke the kiss, his lips trailing a path down your neck and collarbone, leaving behind a trail of hot, open-mouthed kisses. "You're so damn responsive," he muttered, his hands roaming over your body, tracing every curve and contour. "It's like you were made for me." He nicked at your skin, his teeth grazing over the sensitive flesh. "I want to taste every inch of you."

You gasped and arched up to meet him as he kissed and bit his way down your body, your hands fisting in the sheets beneath you. The feel of his mouth and hands on your skin was driving you wild, and you could feel your body responding with a primal need. "Please," you panted, your voice thick with desire. "Don't tease me, I can't take it. I need you, now." Daemon growled, his restraint crumbling as your words and body reacted to his touch. He knew he was driving you wild, and it only made him want you more. He pulled away slightly, his eyes meeting yours, darkened with a feral hunger. "You don't get to tell me what to do, darlin'," he said roughly, his voice thick with desire. "And I'll tease you as much as I want." Without warning, he pressed his body against yours, his weight pinning you to the bed as he claimed your mouth in a hot, possessive kiss. You tried to suppress a moan as he pressed himself against you, the feel of his body and his lips on yours sending a wave of heat through you. He was in complete control, and you both knew it, but you couldn't help but push back against him, a little bit of defiance still left in you. "Don't be a tease," you managed to gasp between kisses. "I need you, now, please."

Daemon's body tautened as you spoke, his own need becoming almost unbearable. He broke the kiss, his lips hovering millimeters from yours as he looked down at you. "You want me, huh?" he muttered, his voice rough with desire. "You want me to give you exactly what you need, right now?" He leaned back slightly, his eyes darkening as he took in the sight of you, vulnerable and desperate beneath him. "Beg for it." You swallowed hard as he pulled back, his eyes raking over you, taking in every inch of your exposed flesh. You were already a mess, your body craving his touch with a need that bordered on desperation. The fact that he was still in complete control, holding himself back just enough to drive you wild, was maddening. "Please," you panted, your voice strained with need. "Please, Daemon, I need you. I'll do anything, just please, give me what I want."

Daemon's eyes darkened further as you begged him, the sound of your need and pleading driving him wild. He leaned back in, his body once again pressing heavily against yours. "You're so damn beautiful when you beg," he muttered, his voice thick with desire. "And I can't resist when you look at me like that." He cupped your face in his hand, his thumb tracing over your bottom lip. "But I think first I wanna hear you say it." You let out a soft gasp as he cupped your face, his touch sending a shiver down your spine. You could feel the heat and desire radiating off of him, and it only served to fuel your own need. "Say what?" you asked, your voice breathless and needy. "What do you want me to say? I'll say anything, just please, don't make me wait any longer." Daemon's eyes darkened even further, his gaze locking onto yours. "Say you're mine," he muttered, his voice rough and possessive. "Say you belong to me. That I can do whatever I want with you, whenever I want. And that you'll take whatever I give you, and you'll crave more. Say it."

You felt like your entire body was on fire, your need for him almost painful. You let out a shuddering breath, your eyes locked with his. "I'm yours," you gasped, your voice thick with desire. "I belong to you, completely. You can do whatever you want with me, whenever you want. I'll take whatever you give me, and I'll always crave more. I'm yours, Daemon, only yours." Daemon let out a low, guttural moan, your words sending a rush of heat through him. He claimed your mouth in a deep, possessive kiss, his tongue delving into your mouth, seeking, claiming, consuming. His hands roamed over your body, touching, claiming, possessing. "You're mine, sweetheart," he muttered, his voice rough with desire, as he broke the kiss and nuzzled your neck. "All damn mine." You melted beneath his touch, your body responding to his every move with a mix of need and surrender. "Yeah," you gasped, your hands gripping his shoulders tightly. "All yours, only yours. Just please, I need you, now." Every touch, every kiss, only served to fuel the fire that was burning inside of you, a fire that only he could extinguish.

His eyes darkened with desire as he watched you unravel beneath him, your pleas igniting something primal within him. He didn't need to be told twice. With a growl, he lifted you effortlessly, positioning you so that you were straddling his hips. The tip of his throbbing member teased at your entrance before he thrust into you with a force that left both of you gasping for air. A loud cry escaped your lips as Daemon's thick length filled you in one powerful stroke, stretching you deliciously around his girth. Your nails dug into his chest as you adjusted to his size, the pleasure-pain sending sparks through your nerves. "Oh god…" you panted, your head falling back as he began to move within you, each thrust driving deeper, harder. The wet sounds of your coupling echoed through the room, mingling with your ragged breathing and moans of ecstasy. "More…please, give me more!" You begged shamelessly, lost to the overwhelming sensations consuming you whole. Daemon gripped your hips hard enough to leave bruises, holding you steady as he pounded into you with ruthless abandon. Each deep, punishing thrust sent shockwaves of pleasure coursing through your veins, pushing you closer to the edge. "Take it all, little brat," he snarled, his voice raw with lust. "Every inch of my cock is meant for this sweetness."

He reached up to wrap a hand around your throat, applying just enough pressure to make you gasp and arch into him. The dual sensations of his fingers on your pulse point and his thick shaft splitting you open had you teetering on the brink of climax. The roughness of his grip sent another wave of heat coursing through you, making your entire body tremble with anticipation. You threw your head back, exposing the tender column of your neck, a silent invitation for him to explore further. "Yes, yes, just like that," you whimpered, feeling the coil within tightening dangerously. His thumb pressed against your throat, cutting off your breath momentarily before releasing it in a rush, intensifying the sensation of being completely owned by him. "I'm close…so fucking close," you confessed, your inner walls clenching around him instinctively. He felt your body start to tighten around him, signaling your impending release, and it spurred him on even more. His thrusts became erratic, driven by pure, unadulterated lust. "Come for me, love," he commanded, his voice dripping with carnal intent. "Show me how much you want it."

Your body convulsed as the first wave of pleasure washed over you, leaving you gasping and trembling beneath Daemon. Your inner walls clenched around his throbbing length, milking him for everything he was worth. "Oh fuck…Daemon!" you cried out, your body writhing uncontrollably under his touch. The pleasure was so intense, so overwhelming that it brought tears to your eyes, blurring your vision as you rode out the orgasmic waves crashing over you. Daemon groaned deeply as he felt you come undone around him, your tight sheath rippling along his shaft. It was almost too much to bear. With a final, brutal thrust, he buried himself to the hilt inside you and let go, spilling his hot seed deep within your quivering depths. "Fuck, yes," he hissed through gritted teeth, his body shuddering with the force of his own climax. As the last tremors subsided, he collapsed back onto the bed, pulling you down to lie atop him, still joined intimately. His arms wrapped around you, holding you close as they both struggled to catch their breath. As the aftershocks of your orgasm slowly faded away, you lay there, panting heavily against Daemon's chest. The warmth of his cum filling you made you feel complete, and cherished. You turned your face towards him, pressing a soft, satisfied kiss to his lips. "That was incredible," you murmured, your voice barely above a whisper. "You're amazing." The feeling of being held tightly by him after such an intense experience was soothing and comforting, and you found yourself not wanting to pull away anytime soon.

He smiled against your lips, a rare moment of tenderness breaking through the usual facade of dominance. "And you, little minx," he said, brushing a strand of hair from your face, "are utterly bewitching." There was a contentment in his voice that hadn't been there before, a satisfaction that came from having fulfilled a deep-seated craving. Slowly, he rolled you onto your side, keeping you nestled against him, his arm draped possessively across your waist. "We'll do this again," he promised, already plotting future encounters in his mind. You woke up the next morning feeling sore and tired, but blissfully satisfied. The memories of last night came back to you in a flood, and you smiled as you realized that you were still in bed with Daemon. You turned over to look at him, only to find that he was already awake, watching you with a lazy smile on his face.

Daemon's eyes took in the sight of your satisfied smile and messy bed hair, he felt a mixture of pride and contentment. He reached out a hand to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear, his touch gentle and tender. "Morning, darlin'," he said, his voice gravelly with sleep. "How you feelin' this morning?" You leaned into his touch, a contented sigh escaping your lips. "I'm feeling sore," you admitted with a small laugh, "but absolutely wonderful. Last night was… incredible." Your eyes met his, and you couldn't help but smile at the sight of his satisfied expression. "How about you? Did I wear you out?" He chuckled, a roguish smile playing on his lips. "You damn near killed me," he said, his words punctuated by a lazy stretch. "But I ain't complainin'. I could get used to seeing you like this every morning." He leaned in closer, his voice growing huskier. "All disheveled and satisfied, and all mine." You felt a shiver run down your spine at his words, your body responding to his possessive tone. You reached out to touch his chest, feeling the heat and strength of his body beneath your fingers. "Careful," you teased, a smile playing on your lips. "I might just have to test that theory."

His eyes darkened at your touch, his body responding instantly to the feel of your fingers. "Is that so?" he said, his voice dropping even lower. "You think you're up for round three already?" He shifted closer to you, his arm wrapping around your waist and pulling you closer. "Or do you need a break first, darlin'?" Your morning reverie is interrupted by a knock at the door, followed by your assistant's voice from the other side. "Knock knock," she calls out cheerfully. "I've got a list of things that need your attention-" The door swings open, and she stops mid-sentence as she takes in the sight of you and Daemon, tangled up in the bedsheets. "Oh?" Daemon stiffened as the assistant barged in with no warning, quickly trying to keep the sheets covering his and your mostly exposed bodies. He couldn't help but scowl at her intrusion, his arms instinctively tightening around you as if to shield you from her gaze. "Ever heard of knockin' and waitin' for a damn response?" he snapped gruffly. Your assistant blushed profusely, her eyes widening as she realized the situation fully sunk in. "I'm sorry," she stammered out, her voice high-pitched and embarrassed. "I didn't realize- I'll just-" She quickly turned and tried to exit the room, but in her rush, she tripped over the rug near the door and crashed to the floor with a loud thump.

Daemon rolled his eyes at the sight of your clumsy assistant, but his grip on you didn't loosen. If anything, he held you even tighter, pulling you closer to him and the safety of the bed. "For the love of God…" he muttered, his voice an annoyed grumble. "She's a walking disaster, ain't she?" You couldn't help but laugh at the sight of your assistant sprawled out on the floor, clearly embarrassed and flustered. "Yeah, she's a bit clumsy," you admitted, your voice full of fondness. "But she's loyal and hardworking, so I keep her around." You looked up at Daemon, a sly smile on your face. "And she knows when to make herself scarce, thankfully." Daemon chuckled, his mood somewhat brightened by your fond words for your assistant. He leaned back against the headboard, pulling you with him so that you were half-reclined on his chest. "Yeah, I think the poor thing got the message," he said, his tone dry. "But I can't deny she's got great timing. Or lack thereof, in this case."

You snuggled up against him, enjoying the feeling of his warm, solid chest beneath you. "I guess we should count ourselves lucky," you joked. "Otherwise, we'd probably never get anything done." You glanced over at the clock on the bedside table and sighed. "Speaking of which, I do actually have things to do today…" Daemon groaned lowly in response, his arms tightening around you possessively. He nuzzled his face into your hair, inhaling deeply as if trying to commit your scent to memory, before pulling back slightly. "Yeah, yeah, I know," he muttered, his tone resigned. "You've got a business to run. But can't a man just hold his brat a little longer?" You chuckled at his words, touched by his possessiveness. "Of course you can," you reassured him. "And I would love that. But I really do have to get up. We can always pick this up later, though…" You reluctantly started to extricate yourself from his embrace, planting a quick kiss on his lips before standing up. He lets out a huff, watching as you reluctantly untangle yourself from his arms and rise from the bed, already missing the warmth of your body against his. He props himself up on his elbows, the sheets pooling around his waist and revealing his bare chest. "Promises, promises," he mutters, a roguish smile playing on his lips. "I'll hold you to that, you know. And I aim to collect, darlin'."

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Tea for two - Chapter 1

Pairing: Post-war Levi x Fem!Reader

Tags and warnings: Canon world, post-war, injured Levi, scarred Levi, romance, falling in love, fluff, angst, emotional pain.

Story concept: After working in Levi's tea shop for two months, you and Levi seemed to have developed feelings for each other. Levi is struggling with these newfound feelings because he has never been in love before, he doesn't understand what is going on in his heart and is trying to figure it all out. Levi slowly bonds with you on a deep level causing him to open himself up like he has never done before with anyone. He starts working on healing himself so he can be a man that he believes deserves to stand at your side. When you and Levi admit your love, Levi slowly learns what it means to love someone and be in a relationship. Through good times and bad, through nightmares and pain, you and Levi face everything together and hold on to the deep love you have for each other.

In this chapter: Feelings are beginning to bubble away inside of you and Levi. Levi shows acts of service for his love language for you but doesn't understand his feelings. You are also using the love language acts of service, but you don't think your feelings will be reciprocated.

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Part 2

It was a crisp spring morning with a light fog clinging to the land and dew droplets running on lush green grass. The waves crashing on the shore were gentle ad soothing to anyone where resting close by. A sweet cottage with a beautiful garden full of life rested on the edge of the busy town. The home was peaceful with the beach and vast forest next to it.

Inside the home was simple and clean with hardly any personal possessions. It was a perfect home for Levi. He had been offered a few homes when he retired from the military and given a lot of money too for his dedication to the scouts. He chose this home so he could have some peace and he could watch the birds in his garden.

Levi loved his home and was adjusting to his new life as best as he could, but there were bad days and good days. He struggled sometimes with his injuries due to the weather and sometimes it just got bad. He spiralled a little mentally and decided to act. Levi focused and achieved his lifelong dream, which was a sweet tea shop. He was so happy when he opened the place up and it was popular.

It was four months in when he realised he needed help. His shop wasn’t big, so he just needed one person to help him. He had a few interviews and a lot of them were terrible. Most people wanted the job to be around the great Captain Levi Ackerman. Levi wanted space from that life, he wanted to move on. He began to lose hope until you walked in through the door. Levi had never liked anyone before or had feelings for anyone, but you made his heart flutter and cheeks burn.

Levi hired you right away because you saw him for who he really was. You didn’t press him about his time in the scouts. You were just kind and sweet and you knew a lot about tea. Levi enjoyed your company so much and even loved your dog Bo when he met him. Levi loved Bo the dog so much, he asked you to bring him to work every single day. Levi was beginning to smile more with you and Bo around and even laugh.

In just two months, you manage to turn his life around into something that was no longer black and white and now was starting to have light in it. He loved going to work so he could see you. You soothed and comforted him so much. He just wanted to go to work all the time so he could be around you. He enjoyed going to work so much.

Today, though, Levi was having a bad morning and he was beginning to panic that he couldn’t see you. He’d woken up and felt an odd sensation in his left knee. As soon as he felt something, he knew today was going to be a bad day for him. He’d worked so hard for so long to walk with a cane, but it seemed like he might not be able to today.

He sat up and winced a little as his knee and leg throbbed. He released a long sigh and looked down at his leg to see the large scars all over his left leg. He massaged his thigh and looked at his clock to see that he needed to hurry or he’d be late for work. He braced himself before pushing himself to his feet. He hobbled a little before he dropped to the floor and slammed against it with a grunt as pain shot through his leg.

He gritted his teeth as he lay there. “Shit.” He slammed his fist against the floor in frustration. “Not today.” He looked around and spotted his chair. “Fucking thing.” He grabbed the bed and pushed himself up to his feet.

Levi hopped to his chair and sat down. He wheeled himself to his closet and changed into comfy clothes. He moved to the bathroom and did a basic clean-up before looking at himself in the mirror and seeing he had stubble. He rubbed his jawline and sighed. As he looked at himself with the scars and stubble, he kept thinking back to the first weeks of the war being over. Levi had given up a little causing his hair to grow out of its normal cut and he started growing a beard.

He moved through his home and to the front door. He slipped on a nice pair of smart shoes before glancing at the clock to see he was late for work. “Fuck.” He hated being late and was always punctual, so this was hard for him to be so late. “Tch.”

When Levi moved through town, people would always try and stop him so they could talk to him. People loved the fact that they had such a strong soldier of the scouts in their town. Levi’s name had become even more well-known after the war. Levi hated that he was famous and just wanted some peace and quiet. He also hated how people would pity him because of his injuries. He just wanted to be treated like any other person like you did. Levi really liked you.

He moved down the street to his tea shop and expected you to be waiting outside for him, but he was shocked to see that the little tables and chairs were put outside with lovely decorations and flowers on the tables. He moved up the ramp to the door and waited for a couple to leave before he moved inside the shop.

Levi’s eyes widened when he saw you with a bright smile on your face as you talked to a customer and your sweet dog Bo at your side. He thought your dress for the day and apron were so pretty. He moved closer and called your name. He blushed when you lit up at seeing him. You looked at him in a way that he’d never been looked at before. He felt so flustered under your gentle gaze.

You cleaned your hands and hurried over to Levi. “Good morning boss! I hope it’s okay I opened up.”

He cleared his throat. “It’s great. Thank you.”

You hummed a laugh. “Oh, so we have a lot of paperwork to do and stock-taking and inventory. So, I compiled all the papers, organised them and marked them for you in your office.”

Levi was rather flustered at your declaration. He was certain that you understood that today was a bad health day for him and instead of fussing over him like most would, you were giving him an easy job for the day so he could rest and heal. He was always so taken aback by your kindness and thoughtfulness. He couldn’t help but smile a little.

He reached over and petted Bo, who was begging for attention. “Sure thing, I’ll work on all that. I should order a few things too.”

“I made a list of what we need.” You laughed nervously. “I hope that’s okay?”

He nodded. “Perfect. Makes things easier for me.” He released a long sigh. “I better get to work then.”

You opened the hatch door for him and then his office door. “Bo will want to keep you company, I hope that’s okay?”

“I’m happy to have the big guy.”

You waved to him and closed the door slightly. You moved around the shop and served tea to people, along with selling tea for people to take home. The shop was mainly for selling tea to be taken home, but ever since you joined you suggested that there be tables inside the small place and out so people could drink at the shop.

You noticed it got a bit quiet, so you decided to make something for Levi. You made a pot of tea with a nice-tasting medical tea to soothe his aches. You put everything on a tray and felt a bit nervous to give him a baked treat you’d made, but you had made so much last night that you just had to offer him some. So, you put some slices of lemon drizzle loaf on a plate and took everything into Levi.

Levi was working slowly as he wrote with his right hand. It was hard for him to be right-handed and to have two fingers missing, but he found a way to make it work. His other hand was on Bo’s head so he could give him a fuss. He lifted his head at the gentle knock at the door and noticed Bo get happy and hurry over to the door, which meant you were here to see Levi.

Levi gulped hard as a tingle began inside him. Levi had noticed that he liked you more than most people, he enjoyed your company and wanted you around often. However, something in his was changing and he noticed this change in him a few days ago. His heart would flutter around you, he’d try to get you to smile and laugh, he’d think about you when you weren’t around, he’d long for your presence and it confused him to feel this way as he had never experienced anything like this before.

He smiled softly at you before calling your name. “Come in.”

You slipped inside Levi’s office and placed the tray in an empty spot on his table. “Thought I’d get you something to eat and drink.”

He gazed at what you got him and felt flustered. “Oh, fuck this is very kind of you.”

“I picked a good tea.” You lifted the pot and poured him a cup. “Also I made some lemon drizzle loaf last night and I had a lot left over, so I brought some in. You don’t have to try it, but it is there if you want.”

Levi looked down at the slice and felt his mouth-watering. “It looks wonderful. I’m looking forward to it. You know, if you bake more things you should bring it in. You could bring the excess and we could sell.”

You laughed nervously. “Ah, I don’t think it is good enough to sell.”

Levi chuckled as Bo shoved his face under Levi’s arm to sniff the cake. “None for you.” He smiled at you. “Thank you. I’ll enjoy this all.”

“Call me if you need me.”

“I will.”

He watched you leave before sighing a little. He looked down at his cup and picked it up. He inhaled the scent deeply and knew right away what you had made him. He felt so touched that you instantly knew he was having a bad day so you had made him a pot of tea with a tea that always helped him. He sipped his tea and felt his body relax at the flavours.

He picked up a fork and turned his attention to the treat you’d made. He cut a slice and was impressed by how soft the sponge was. He popped the slice into his mouth and hummed in delight. You managed to get the balance between sugar and lemon. He licked his lips in happiness and began savouring every last bite of the cake until it was all gone.

As Levi enjoyed his lunch you got him you were busy cleaning the shop up. You served a few customers but business was slow which was okay because the shop had already made a major profit today. You were happy and hoping that Levi was doing okay. You figured Levi was late to work due to his knee getting bad. You were worried about him because you liked him so much and he was so kind and sweet, but you didn’t want to make too much of a fuss because it could upset him.

You looked up when a woman entered the shop. “Welcome to Levi’s. How may I help?”

She walked over to you and pulled a disgusted face. “Ugh, just look at your uniform. This is not appropriate.”

You looked down at yourself and felt a little confused. “Oh…I’m sorry.”

She sighed and rolled her eyes. “Workers these days. Now, I have a list of things I need. Get it for me.”

You took her list and nodded. “Sure. Oh, but there are a few things on your list that we don’t have.”

“What? You had it yesterday when I checked with the handsome man who works here.”

“Yes, we might have but between then and now we likely sold it all.”

She huffed. “But I asked for it! You should have kept it to the side for me!”

You felt a little nervous as your fight-or-flight instinct kicked in. “We don’t keep things to the side for someone unless they make a downpayment for it. I don’t see a record of that.”

“Are you calling me a liar?”

You shook your head. “No, I would never. I’m just letting you know of Levi’s policy that we only hold things for people if they’ve made a downpayment.”

“Don’t spout your policy to me!”

You nibbled your lip. “I’m sorry.”

“Get me what I want!”

You looked at her list. “I can get you everything but three teas on here.”

“I want all.”

“But we don’t have them in stock. I can’t get you something we don’t have.”

She huffed. “You stupid little! I’m not surprised someone as stupid and pathetic as you work in a job like this. You can only do something like this, but it seems like you can’t even do it well. You’re just so damn stupid.”

You gulped hard. “Please don’t talk to me like that. I’m just trying to help.”

“Help!? You’ve done nothing! I want to speak to your manager right now! I can’t deal with someone as stupid as you.”

You bowed your head and hurried to Levi’s office as you tried to hold back tears. You could take abuse from people, but there was something that cut you deep when your intellect was brought into question. You shook a little as you stood there in Levi’s office. You felt your cheeks burning as embarrassment took over.

Levi looked over at you as he softly said your name. “Thank you for the tea and cake, both were incredible. You know, I might ask you for more of that cake.” His slight smile dropped when he saw you were shaking and tears were running down your cheeks. He got up and hopped over to you. “Hey, hey, hey.” He pulled out his hankie and rubbed your tears away. “What’s wrong?”

You whimpered. “A woman came in and wants to see the manager.”

“What happened?”

You explained everything to Levi as you cried a little. “She called me stupid.”

“You’re not. She’s a horrible person.” He felt so enraged that someone had made you cry. “Tch, that fucking…I’ll talk to her.”

“I feel so silly.”

“It’s okay. The way she spoke to you and treated you was shit. I’ll take care of this, okay?”

You nodded. “Mm, okay. Thank you, Levi.”

He shifted to his wheelchair and sat in it. “Do you mind pushing me in there?”

You sniffed and smiled at him. “Sure thing, boss.”

Levi shifted in his seat and processed the words in his head. He wanted to call this woman out and shout at her for making you cry. How dare someone make you cry? You were his. He blushed hard when that thought drifted through his mind. He shook his head and looked out into his shop and saw the woman he remembered from yesterday who wouldn’t leave him alone.

The woman looked over to Levi and perked up at seeing the great Captain. She adjusted her boobs and grinned at him. “Captain!”

“It’s Levi. I want to know why you made my,” he said your name with such heart “cry.”

“Your…” She stared at you. “I didn’t know you were taken…I just…she was so rude! I want everything on this list!”

Levi grabbed the list and looked. “We can get you everything but a few things as we are out of stock.”

“But yesterday.”

He glared at her. “Tch, that was yesterday. Do you think we sat on our fucking asses all day waiting for you to arrive? You’re not our only customer. It is first come first serve. Someone else came and bought the tea, a nicer person.”

“But I want that tea!”

He tossed the order on the table and sighed. “We can order it in for you and you can wait, or you can go somewhere else.”

“Somewhere!?” She huffed. “I will not return here! You lose a customer.”

He shrugged. “Good. In fact, I’m fucking glad you’re not going to come back.” He reached up and held your hand. “No one makes her cry. Now, you can either get the fuck out of my shop or you can buy what’s on your list and leave.”

She growled in frustration. “I will tell everyone to not come here!”

“Please do, because anyone who believes you are like you and I don’t want any more people in here who are just like you.”

She pouted a little. “I’ll call the police!”

“Do it. I dare you.”

You squeezed Levi’s hand before releasing it. You moved around his shop and gathered what she needed and added a slice of your cake in there too. “Ma’am? I am not sure why you are so upset today and so angry. I might not ever understand why you took it out on me, but what I do know is that you are upset and hurting. I got you everything on your list and added in some lemon drizzle loaf as a hope you feel better.”

She stared at you for a while before she started crying. “I’m sorry. It’s just been so hard right now.”

You nodded. “I understand.”

She offered you money and a bit more. “Here.” She sniffed and rubbed her tears. “I’m so embarrassed.” She bowed. “I’ll be on my way, thank you.”

Levi called your name as soon as the woman left. “Why did you do that? Why were you nice to her?”

You walked over to Levi and sighed. “Well, I figured that her anger was towards something else and she was just taking it out on us. We don’t know what’s going on in her life and she doesn’t know what’s going on in ours.” You smiled sadly. “Hurt people tend to hurt others. I hope she gets better.”

Levi stared at you for a while. “You are unbelievable.”

You looked over at Levi. “That bad?”

He smiled a little. “In a good way. I can’t figure you out and I like that. You’re like no one I’ve ever met before. It’s refreshing.”

You hummed a laugh. “If I’m honest, boss, I wanted you to rip her fucking tongue out or you shoved shit into her mouth seeing as she talks so much of it.”

Levi’s eyes widened at your words before he started laughing causing your heart to skip a beat. “That sounds perfect for her.”

You smiled a little. “Right? So, you wanted more cake right?”

“I do.”

You giggled. “I’ll get that for you.”

Levi smiled a little. He looked down as Bo walked over to his side. “Tch, your mum is pretty wonderful.”

Levi gritted his teeth as he started his exercises for the day on his leg. He bent his knee and moved his leg as best as he could. Each time they got easy for him he had to upgrade what he was doing and push his body harder. He relaxed as soon as he reached his target for the day. He released a long sigh and closed his eyes for a moment.

A smile spread over Levi’s lips when you came to mind. He kept thinking of you all the time, how your hair was, your scent, your smile, your voice and how you were always so captivating when you talked. He hoped he could see you soon, but it was a day off and he knew that he would have to wait for the next workday to see you again.

He released a groan at a knock on his door. He pushed himself up and grabbed his cane before walking over to the door and opening it to see you standing there with a basket on your arm with a cute dress, Bo at your side. He frowned a little as he wondered if he had caused you to appear in his life. He had just been thinking of you and now you were here. You were this constant in his life ever since Gabi and Falco decided to remain in Marley and Levi went to Paradis, his home.

You grinned at Levi. “Hello, boss. I am so sorry to bother you, but I was shopping around in town and I found something you might like. Oh! I also might have baked too much again.”

Levi stared at you for a while. He was not used to this kind of kindness and people dropping in on him. He was certain you’d done this because of how unwell he was last week and now he was just about out of his chair again. He was touched by how thoughtful and loving you were. He was so happy.

He shifted out of the way. “Come on in.”

You gasped as your cheeks burned. “Are you sure? I don’t want to intrude or anything. I was just going to drop off some things.”

He smiled a little. “I insist. Tch, come on in. Don’t stand there like you need to shit.”

You laughed at his words. “Sure thing, boss.”

He moved to the side and watched you enter his home for the first time. He smiled a little at Bo and closed the door as soon as Bo was inside. He turned and felt his heart flutter when he saw your shoes neatly placed in the right area. He felt like you belonged here with him and he was thinking of asking you if you could possibly help him around the house. He was going to pay you, but he kind of wanted your company a bit more and he felt guilty asking you to stay around because he didn’t think he was good company. So, he was thinking of turning it into a job.

He limped into his home to see you in his kitchen making a pot of tea. He watched you closely until you noticed him staring.

You blushed hard. “Oh, I’m sorry for taking over your kitchen and raiding your cupboards.”

“Don’t be sorry. Make yourself at home, please.”

“Have you had any lunch yet?”

He moved to his favourite chair and sat down. “Uh, no.” He barely ate really mainly because he often forgot to, or his bad thoughts got the better of him.

You walked over to him with a tray and a sweet smile. “Well, it’s a good job I brought a lot of lunch.”

He watched you sit before opening your bag and pulling out wrapped-up sandwiches, cakes and some snacks. Levi was certain that you did make extra by accident but you intentionally made lunch for him because you worried about him. He liked that you cared about him. He was hoping it wasn’t some sort of care where you were trying to be a nurse to him, but genuine care for him as a man. Levi did not doubt it because you’d always treated him as if he was a normal person.

He tucked into his sandwich and hummed in delight. “You’re a great cook.”

“Mm, thank you.” You wiped your mouth up. “So, the reason why I came here was to feed you but it was also because I found a few things in town and I thought of you.”

He blushed a little. “Really?”

You nodded and put your food down a moment and pulled a few things out of your bag. “There was this new tea in town I thought we could trial run. The person selling it was running a stall. I told them about your shop and they hope we like the tea so we could trade.”

“Great.” He reached over and took the bag of tea. “We can test it tonight.”

“Fantastic. The other thing is a cleaning product. I know you love cleaning, so I found this special rag that’s supposed to have this great dusting ability.” You played with the rag. “Maybe it is static or something…”

Levi took it from you. “I appreciate it. I will let you know if it is better than my normal things.”

“Wonderful.” You pulled out something wrapped up. “Last thing.”

He frowned a little. “Tch, the fuck is that? Poison?”

You laughed. “No, no poison. If I was trying to poison you I would have done it by now.”

“Good point.”

You fiddled with the gift as your feelings slipped out. “I rather like you and would like to keep you around as long as possible.”

Levi’s cheeks burned. “I uh…”

You smiled at him. “Last gift. This is a new thing. They said it’s called chocolate and they had different kinds. I know you’re not the biggest fan of bitter things, so I got the one with a bit of milk in so it is a bit easier to eat. I will get the dark next time.”

“I’ll give it a try after this wonderful lunch.”

“Great.” He looked down and saw Bo was staring at him. “No, you can’t have my lunch.”

You hummed a laugh. “It’s hard to say no when he looks so cute.”

“You’re right.” Levi petted Bo. “I’m impressed with how trained he is.”

“He’s a quick learner. He’d be good with someone who needs physical or mental care.” You frowned in thought. “Maybe I should take him to the local hospital…”

For a moment Levi thought you meant him, but you mentioning the hospital meant you didn’t see him as someone who needed a lot of care. He was happy, but he also wanted you to take care of him and fuss over him too. He wanted your attention on him all the time. He didn’t know why he felt so demanding of you. The thought of you dating someone and spending time with them irritated him a little. He was rather confused about his feelings.

“Levi?”

Levi flinched at hearing you call his name. “You called me Levi.”

You pressed your lips together. “Mm…”

“It’s okay. I like it. I prefer it.”

You smiled softly. “Well, I’ll call you Levi from now on.”

“Good.” He cleared his throat. “So, you called my name.”

“Mm! Yes. I was asking if I could stay over.”

Levi’s cheeks burned. “Stay?”

You nodded and pointed to the window allowing him to see the rain was coming down heavily. “It appears it is pouring it down and I didn’t bring a coat or anything. I can leave if you want.”

Levi stared at the rain and thought about you staying over. He rather liked the idea of you being a permanent feature in his home, you were always one at work so it’d be nice to have you more. He looked over at you and gave you a tiny reassuring smile. “You’re welcome to stay as long as you need. I have a spare room if you have to stay the night.”

You gasped. “Oh! Oh, I don’t think that’ll happen, I’m sure the rain will ease off. I don’t want to be a burden or anything.”

“You would never be.” He sighed. “I might seem grumpy, but I rather enjoy your company compared to others.”

You smiled a little. “I’m glad.” You stood up and cleaned his living room of all the leftover food and rubbish. “Tea?”

He watched you in his kitchen. “We should try that tea you bought.”

“Perfect!”

He released a long sigh and felt a weight on his lap. He looked down to see Bo with his head on Levi’s lap with a sweet gaze and tail wagging. Levi hummed a laugh and began fussing him. “Good boy.”

You walked over and sat near Levi. “Bo adores you so much. I’ve never seen him so taken with someone.”

Levi smiled at you. “Well, I like him. I like having him around.”

“I’m glad.” You offered him a cup. “This is the stuff I bought today.”

Levi sniffed it first. “Has a nice aroma.” He carefully sipped it and let the flavours mix in his mouth. “Mm, that’s rather nice. Seems like a summer drink though. It is more fruity in flavour.”

You sipped it and enjoyed the fruity taste in the tea. “I like it too. You’re right about it being best for summer.”

“We’ll go visit the seller together and make a deal.”

“Perfect.”

He relaxed a little and enjoyed his tea. He winced a little when he felt a random stabbing pain in his right eye. He placed two fingers on his closed eye and began massaging the area. He hummed in happiness and felt himself being soothed by your scent and presence. Before Levi knew it, he had drifted off into a light sleep and started dreaming about you.

You cleaned up the tea and turned to Levi to ask him a question, but he was out like a light. You smiled softly as he slept in his seat but you noticed he was uncomfortable. You placed a cushion behind his lower back and another behind his head. You slowly lifted his legs and put them on a footstool. You grabbed a blanket and placed it over him to make sure he was warm.

You shifted his hair from his face and smiled at how handsome he was. You had been around Levi for two months and slowly developed feelings for him. You knew he had been in the scouts and people freaked out about him, but that’s all you knew. You didn’t want to pry into his business and possibly his trauma. You could tell by the scars that Levi had been through a lot in life.

You knew Levi didn’t see himself as much because he was always confused at fangirls declaring their love for him. Levi didn’t see himself as attractive, especially now with all his scars. However, you thought he was so beautiful and incredible. He was thoughtful, emotional, kind, caring and smart. You enjoyed talking to him and just being around him. You just had this natural desire to be around him and make him smile.

You realised you liked him more than a friend about a week ago. You didn’t say anything to him because you didn’t want to ruin what you had. You weren’t sure Levi liked you back in the same way you liked him. So, you were just going to do lots of acts of service to show your affection to him because seeing him happy was enough for you.

You leaned closer and pressed a delicate kiss on his forehead. You closed your eyes and wished him all the best in his health, both body and mind. You pulled back and smiled a little at him. You pulled away and went to the spare room thinking you needed to set it up, but it was already perfect for you to sleep in. You made some dinner in the kitchen and ate your serving before leaving a note for Levi to let him know how to reheat it.

With one last check on Levi, you moved your way to the spare room and pulled your things off until you were in your underdress. You slipped under the covers and felt yourself blushing because the bedsheets smelt just like Levi. You wiggled in place and gasped when Bo jumped on the bed and lay next to you. You knew that there was no bed for him, so you were just going to have to say sorry to Levi when he woke up.

He woke up after a while and noticed it was still raining outside and it was dark. He frowned when he felt a cushion behind his lower back and another behind his head for comfort. He looked down at his body to see a blanket had been laid on him. He blushed a little at the thought of your doting on him as he slept. He moved the blanket off him and limped to the kitchen to see the dinner you’d made and the cute note for him.

Levi enjoyed the freshly cooked meal before making his way to the spare room. He opened your door and peered inside to see Bo on the bed and you sleeping deeply next to him. He limped inside the room and fussed Bo as he woke up for a moment. Levi carefully pushed the hair from your face and smiled, you were so pretty.

He pulled back and released a long sigh. He closed the door behind him and made his way to his room. He changed into his night things and fell into bed. As he gazed up at the ceiling his mind was filled with you. Often he would think about his job, his life, or the people he had lost but it was all you. He blushed as you filled his mind and made his heart throb. He wasn’t sure what these feelings were, but he liked them.

[deathofpeaceofmiiind]

illicit affairs | twenty two

*Ellie's POV*

It had been two weeks since we found our home, and life hasn’t shown any sign of slowing down. We had managed to sell my condo and Noah’s house within in a day of each other, and we finally closed the deal just a few days after that. I hadn’t much time to absorb any of what was happening but I felt incredibly lucky we were able to achieve this goal together. It also hadn’t sunk in how big of a step this was in our relationship, it was equal parts scary and exciting. 

Moving day was finally here and we were beyond ready to get into our home. We had spent most of our time decluttering, packing and eating way too much take out this week in preparation. I swear if I tripped over another moving box or had to eat another pizza I was going to lose it. Some of the guys had come up to visit us before heading on a fishing trip that Folio was dying to go on, so of course I put them to work first despite us hiring movers.

“Was that the last box of Liam’s?” Bryan asked as he wiped the sweat off his forehead. “It better be.” Folio whined, coming up behind him. “How many Lightning McQueens can one kid have?” “You just got here!” I scoffed as I entered the room, “also no such thing as too many Lightning McQueens.”

“Yeah dude, put some respect on the kings name.” Bryan added, almost offended at Folio’s remark. 

“Not my fault customs was crazy.” He replied, elbowing me in the side, causing me to shake my head. We had developed quite the brother/sister relationship over FaceTime and it was entertaining and annoying at the same time. I nudged him back, “then you can grab more boxes.” Folio rolled his eyes as he grabbed another box before heading into the hallway. Liams room was now empty so I walked back into the living room to see what was left, which was hardly anything. As much as I couldn’t wait to be in our home, it was such a bittersweet feeling to be leaving this place. I pictured myself being here for a long time, but then again I also never predicted Noah coming back into my life. In some way this was our first home together even it was for a short time. I felt Noah come up behind me, he wrapped his hand around my stomach as he gently kissed my shoulder.

“Ready?” I nodded as I felt tears prickle my eyes. “Yeah, I am.” “El…” Noah turned me around, wiping the one tear that escaped me. “What’s wrong?” “I’m sorry.” I sniffled, “this place just meant a lot to me, but I’m so ready to start our new chapter.” “Me too.” Noah assured me as we intertwined our hands together, walking towards the door. “This place brought us back together, I’ll miss it just as much.”

My stomach dropped watching Noah lock the door for the last time. I wanted to shake this unnerving feeling, what was happening was a such a blessing but selling my condo felt like I lost a part of my independence. I know Noah would never take that from me and it was something I just needed to get over. I didn’t say much on the drive to the house but the second I saw it, my negative thoughts vanished completely. My heart fluttered as I looked over at Noah who couldn’t control his happiness. Folio, Bryan, Davis and Jolly were standing on the lawn, all in Dad poses as they admired the house.

“I see you’re working hard.” I joked as I got out of the car. “I came up here to fish, look at some mountains and possibly find my own Canadian wife, alright?” Bryan said. “You did find one, you just blew it.” I snickered as I walked past them.

Bryan stopped dead in his tracks as his jaw dropped, “that was so fucking rude.” “You ghosted my friend, I’m allowed to roast you.” Everyone started to laugh as I went into the house. My knees almost gave out as I looked around and admired what was in front of me, I couldn’t wait to wake up tomorrow morning and make coffee in this kitchen. The movers were done pretty quickly and left us to begin our unpacking. Luckily they were nice enough to set up our bed and put our couch together. We sadly didn’t have a lot of furniture since Noah sold his home with all of his, and with me being in a condo I didn’t have enough to fill a house.  We agreed we’d do some furniture shopping before he headed back on tour. Ikea here we come. 

“So when do you think the studio will be ready?” Jolly asked as we all stood in the kitchen drinking beers and avoiding the heat. I was so thankful this house had air conditioning. “Probably after this tour.” Noah replied before taking a sip of his Celsius, “I just need to look for contractors and Matt needs to help me with the sound stuff. Once he gets here on Friday we can start doing planning.”

“Matt’s coming up here?” I spat out. My heart started to race and I felt everyones eyes on me as I asked my stupid question. I knew I’d have to see him eventually but I haven’t spoken to him since he left, so I don’t even know if he wants to see me.

Folio pursed his lips together, almost acting like a kid who was getting in trouble, “oh did Noah not tell you we’re throwing you a house warming party after we come back from fishing?” “News to me.” I muttered, bringing my beer up to my mouth and taking a longer swig than normal.

Noah mirrored Folios exact expression as he looked over at me, “I’m so sorry Ellie, we’ve been so busy with moving that I forgot to tell you.” All I could do was smile because I was still hung up on the idea of Matt being here with everyone. I know it was going to be impossible to avoid him considering he was part of the crew and I can’t let my issues with him cause any drama. I don’t know how awkward it was going to be being in the same room as your boyfriend and the guy you hooked up with during your break. My guess is pretty fucking awkward. 

“You ok?” The guys went to scope out Noah’s new recording space, so I decided to get a head start on some unpacking. I was in our bedroom looking for bed linens as Davis entered the room. I had to admit I never spent any one on one time with him so I was confused as to why he came looking for me. Honestly he was also a little intimating, he had this aura about him and had a stare that made my feet turn into concrete every time.

“Yeah.” I lied, opening up another box that was finally our bed sheets. I pulled them out and started to make the bed. Davis went to the other side of the bed and began to help me. I was still so confused on what his end game was here, but the help was nice. Trying to make a king size bed when you’re 5’1 wasn’t an easy task.

“Look, I know we haven’t really talked at all outside of the group, but…is Matt coming up here a problem?” “Kind of.” I sighed grabbing the duvet from another box, “I’m just annoyed that I’m letting this weigh on me so much because I’m happy with Noah and I’ve moved on.” “I know but him ghosting you has been the dumbest thing he’s done.” He added as he started putting cases on the pillows, fluffing them up before throwing them by the headboard. “If someone radio silenced me like he’s doing to you, I’d feel the exact same way you are.” “That’s what’s bothering me, is the unknown.” I sat down on the bed after we were done, sighing deeply. “I don’t know what will happen when he walks through that front door.” “Do you have any feelings for him?” “No.” I shook my head. “Me being with him made me realize how much I loved Noah still…I just wish I never jeopardized our friendship.” “I know, and you and Noah were made for each other.” He replied, leaning against the wall. “I’ve known Noah for a very long time, I’ve never seen him be so authentic with a women like he is with you.” “What do you mean?” “Noah is very private person and when he’s with someone he tends to put up a front because of who he is.” I was about to protest but Davis put his hand up, “you on the other hand never made him feel like that. You see Noah for who he is outside of bad omens and that’s so fucking rare for him. I never thought he’d be so committed to someone that he’d buy a house with them. So don’t worry about Matt. If he gives you any issues I’ll talk to him, don’t let him spoil your happiness.” “Thank you.” I replied, standing up to give him a hug. He sent me a soft smile before he left the room. I sunk back down onto the bed, my head falling back as I sighed deeply.  Friday night is going to be one for the books.

[bngtanah]

I’m (not) With The Band. | 11 [m]

summary: Adrienne is an indie producer who is hired to help co-produce BTS’ next album alongside their resident producer; Suga. Despite the initial opposition on both ends, the pair spend time together, share a few stories, dreams and aspirations and begin to hit it off really well. Wrapped up in the whirlwind of late nights and heated disagreements and reconciliations, Min Yoongi and Adrienne Rolle find themselves growing closer and closer. One night they decide to cross the barrier between personal and professional and do their best make a relationship work against all odds.

pairing: idol!Yoongi  x black!OC word count: 4k genre: drama, romance, smut chapters:prologue| o1| o2| o3| o4| o5| o6| o7| o8 [m]| o9| 10| 11| warning: smut, workplace relationship, slow burn, sexual attraction, ambw, developing relationship, light angst, mid writing tbh.

Yoongi was not sure how they ended up here. His fingers trapped in a labyrinth of Adrienne's braids and her head bobbing back and forth so furiously between his legs he thought she would sprain her neck muscles. 

He knew that there were much more responsible ways for them to be using their time. The album deadline was fast approaching and they were nowhere close to being finished. The little time they had to work should have been spent actually working, not with Adrienne on her knees making Yoongi forcefully ball up a fist of her hair to stop himself from screaming her name so loudly anyone on their floor could hear.

Yoongi knew this, but he seemed to lose all sense of himself when Adrienne was around. Least of all when she touched him and he had no defense against her lips whenever they came in contact with any part of his body. “Ah, fu..ck...” he groaned, his body shuddering with delight when her delicate hand gripped his length with more pressure then fluttered downward to lightly cup and squeeze his balls. Yoongi fought harshly against the urge to groan with pleasure, still wanting to stay as quiet as possible. A hope that was quickly dwindling the longer Adrienne bobbed between his leg and the closer he came to releasing himself inside her mouth. Throwing an arm up to rest over his eyes, his other hand clasped even tighter onto the back on Andy’s head. “Shit. shi-shi-shi-”

With the sounds of her mouth slurping on him bouncing off the walls of the padded studio and the mind-blowing sensations of her warm mouth wrapped around his twitching dick, Yoongi felt like the luckiest man in the world — of course, any thought of the work they came here to do was now completely gone from his mind. When she massaged his balls again, his back arched forward, toes curling under in his worn-in converse. “Andy, Andy.” He stuttered, torn between making her stop and letting her continue. A tentative hand gently pushed on her shoulder to stop her actions and make her look up at him. “Come here,” he breathed, once her mouth was no longer around him. “I want you to ride me, baby.”

Yoongi shuddered when her lips popped off the head of his length and she took him into her hands instead, pumping up and down lazily, “What if I don’t want to?” She murmured and leaned upward to quickly peck his lips, her brown eyes twinkling with mischief when Yoongi’s cheeks flushed with color.e “Watching you get all worked up is too entertaining to stop now.” Her lips pressed against the side of his neck and her nose nuzzled underneath his earlobe, Yoongi smirked and curled his fingers around a few of the curls that spooled around her head. 

“I know you’re wet Andy,” He groaned, shifting his hips in a failed attempt to move away from Adrienne’s touch. “Let me take care of you.” The way her knees pressed together with earnest and the visible hunger in her eyes when he playfully tugged her head backward made Yoongi chuckle and pull Adrienne toward him and smother her mouth a searing kiss, assuming that she was giving in to his request until her grip around his length tightened and his entire body flinched. Adrienne softened her hold and smoothed her free hand up his chest before pressing her lips to his ear.

“You can take care of me when I’m done with you.” She whispered with a gentle giggle before slinking back down to her previous position and taking Yoongi into her mouth again.

His head fell back into the cushions of the sofa and he decided there was no use in fighting, she would have her way with him no matter how many times he tried to dissuade her. And have her way she did, it hardly took any time for Yoongi to see stars once her head was between his legs again. Her head bobbing back and forth at twice the speed before. Andy glided her hands over him in time with the movements of her mouth and groaned along with Yoongi when he sunk his head deeper into the cushions behind and moaned into the air above him.

"Aish...ah fuck" He muttered and grabbed a fistful of Adrienne's hair for leverage as he pumped his hips faster towards her mouth. Adrienne released her grip on his length to swat his hands away after a moment and the devilish glint that glistened in her eyes when he looked down at her made Yoongi gulp. 

Instead of stopping herself like he thought she planned to, this time she pushed her head forward. Taking him as deeply as her anatomy would allow and the hoarse groan that emerged from the back of his throat took Yoongi by surprise. He could feel the soft, warm flesh that enveloped the head of his length grow tighter and tighter until it was met by what had to be the very back of her throat. His orgasm ruptured through him with a previously unknown urgency when she purposely swallowed and constricted her throat muscles around the head of his engorged cock. 

“Mother-Fucker!” Yoongi exclaimed, loud and inconsolable as his hips jerked forward and he became lifeless putty in Adrienne’s hands, emptying himself in wave after wave until he had nothing left to give. Once his body went lax, he melted into the couch, wanting more than anything to repay Andy the immeasurable kindness she had just paid him but not being able to find the energy to do so. Not even when she sidled up next to him placed a suspiciously chaste kiss on his cheek, the smug grin on her lips making him want to ravish her even more.

“Where did you learn that?” Yoongi groaned exasperatedly, still trying to move his lifeless limbs when Adrienne rested her head on his shoulder and smiled like a maiden with a secret.

“I had a life before you, Gi” She replied with a grin “Did you like it?”

“Fuck, yes” Yoongi breathed and moved forward, finally regaining feeling in his lower body. His lips latched on to any patch of Adrienne’s he could reach and he grinned when her arms looped around his neck. His sculpted hands meandered all over her body, his ego becoming submerged in revelry each time Adrienne moaned and sighed with pleasure against his ears.

A series of frantic knocks echoing against their studio door made them both freeze in place and strain their necks toward the source of the sound.

“Ignore them, whoever it is will go away.” Yoongi grumbled and put his lips back on Adrienne's neck.

“It sounds important... we should at least see who it is.”

Yoongi groaned and pulled back, “All right, I’ll-”

“Not you!” Adrienne snickered “You don’t have pants on.”

Visibly reluctant, Adrienne pushed Yoongi backward and did her best to fix her clothing and hair, mostly succeeding at hiding the physical evidence of the last few minutes before cracking the door open just enough to see a pensive and slightly irritated Hoseok stumble backward a few feet once catching her gaze.

“Ah, Noona! I thought Suga-hyung was here, have you seen him? We have a meeting and no one has been able to reach him.”

“Um, yeah I-” Before Adrienne could finish her sentence Yoongi was at her side and opening the door as widely as he could, his forearm lazily resting against the edge. He’d cleaned himself up in a rush, though there was still a faint hint of pink, flushed skin gathered around his cheeks and the tips of his ears.

“I’m working,” Yoongi grumbled in a gravelly voice.

Hoseok paused for a split second to really look over Yoongi’s face when he spoke, then over to Adrienne who was already shrinking back into the room. He subtly nodded to himself then cleared his throat and addressed Yoongi by meeting his gaze.

“We had a meeting with Pd-nim thirty minutes ago,” He began, cautiously choosing his next words “Everyone’s been calling and looking for you... have you been here the whole time?”

“Mhmm,” Yoongi replied and mussed up his hair, blonde strands freely framing his forehead “I must have had my headphones on”

“We called a lot...”

“I turn my phone off when I'm working, it’s less distracting. Are you done questioning me now? Aren’t we late for a meeting?” Yoongi snarled and brushed past Hoseok, heading toward the boss’ office. 

Adrienne had already taken her seat back at the computer desk, trying her best to pretend she was not eavesdropping, but the way she absentmindedly opened and closed folders would have betrayed that notion immediately if anyone was watching her. She exhaled in relief once Yoongi had left the doorway and Hoseok wasn’t allowed to pry any further. Her shoulders relaxed for all of two seconds before she heard Hoseok clear his throat behind her.

“This meeting is for you as well, Noona,”

“Me?” Adrienne replied with genuine confusion before whispering “Why?” in a hushed breath.

Hoseok nodded twice then turned on his heels and followed the same path that Yoongi headed down a few moments ago. Adrienne took the time to gather herself and attempt to shake the nerves out of her body before quickly catching up to both of them.

Bang PD’s office was not a sizeable space. It was a healthy size as far as offices were concerned but there was a limit to how many human bodies could fit comfortably in the area before claustrophobia became a plausible issue. With all the band members, their dance teacher and a few managers spread around, Adrienne wished she could shrink down when all of their eyes snapped in her direction once the door opened.

“Ah, it’s nice for both of you to join us” Bang Shi-Hyuk commented once Yoongi and Adrienne stepped inside, Hoseok closing the door behind them.

“I’m sorry,” Yoongi spoke up and accompanied his apology with a deep bow that Adrienne quickly mimicked “I lost track of time while we were working, my headphones must have been too loud.” 

Adrienne balked and sank down against the wall, too embarrassed to offer any additional explanation. Of course, she hadn’t known about the meeting but Yoongi would have been here on time if she didn’t insist on seducing him for her own personal pleasure. She didn’t like forcing Yoongi into this position, having to lie to his boss to protect himself and her by extension as a result of a decision she made.

“Speaking of the album,” Bang started with a huff “That is a major concern of today’s meeting. We’ve fallen far behind schedule and it's beginning to cut into your other commitments.” 

Yoongi’s lips parted as if he was about to respond but Bang raised his palm toward him and continued speaking. “When I gave you this opportunity, I thought you were ready to spearhead this amount of responsibility but now... I’m rethinking that, Yoongi. I don't know what you've been doing but I'm starting to question if you know what your priorities are.”

Adrienne watched Yoongi's face intently from her position just a few feet behind him. His jaw clenched so tightly it made the muscles his neck bulge outward. Tentatively, she reached for his hand knowing that they were hidden well enough to not be noticed if she held his hand. That was the plan, anyway, but the second her fingertips brushed against his skin Adrienne felt Yoongi forcibly snatch his hand away and shoot her a look that she had never seen before. It made her stop in her tracks and immediately pulled both of her hands back to her side.

“As you all know we planned to tour Japan next month, hoping to build up promotion for the upcoming album. An album that has not been finished yet. So, after meeting with your managers we’ve decided it would be best to work on trying to finish the album simultaneously. I know this will be hard on everyone but we’re counting on you to pull through and make this go as smoothly as possible.”

The room was silent before Namjoon set the tone by immediately bowing his head and addressing Bang on behalf of the group. “Of course we will, PD-nim” he replied quickly nodding along when the rest of his band members voiced their agreement. Yoongi, however, remained silent and still as the group of bodies began filing out of the room. His neck never wavered as he stalked past Adrienne and refused to meet her pleading gaze on his way out. 

“Adrienne, Yoongi. Wait a moment,” they both craned their heads in Bang Shi-Hyuk’s direction. He looked pensive for a few moments before he cleared his throat and beckoned the pair of them closer to his desk. “I want both of you to know this wasn’t an easy decision.”

Adrienne nodded, unsure of what else she could possibly say in response. Yoongi, however, was stiff as a board, refusing to budge an inch. 

“I know we originally agreed for you-” he motioned to Adrienne “To take the entirety of next month to visit your family but we need you to stay in Japan as well. I’m no longer certain my confidence in Yoongi is well placed.” He paused for a moment, obviously frustrated with the choice of words. He groaned softly, rubbing the palm of his hand down the length of his face before speaking again “I’m sure both of you are working as hard as you can but I need you to try harder. Can you give me your word that we can have this album completed for review by the end of this month?”

“Yes sir, of course” Adrienne yelped and Yoongi nodded, unable or unwilling to respond with words.

Shi Hyuk sighed and then dismissed the pair, both of their petite bodies moving out of his office at breakneck speeds. Adrienne trailed behind, waiting until they were safely within the confines of their studio to attempt addressing Yoongi again. 

“I...I’m sorry Yoongi, that felt terrible. I can’t imagine what..” Adrienne reached forward for his hand, her index finger gently stroking against the backside of his palm when he moved past her, hoping that it would stop him but he kept stomping forward. He flopped himself down in front of the computer and immediately slapped a pair of headphones over his ears as if Adrienne wasn’t even in the room, let alone speaking directly to him. Adrienne exhaled deeply, attempting to keep her attitude in check before she tried to speak again, knowing just how easy it was for this ‘conversation’ to dissolve into a shouting match.

“I know you’re probably annoyed and you have every right to be, we are way behind schedule but giving me the silent treatment isn’t going to make either of us work any faster so can you just talk to me?” Adrienne placed a hand on his shoulder and nearly stumbled backward as he violently jerked backward then finally turned to face her. He was visibly upset and the entirety of his face, including his ears, fading from its regular fair color to a washed out red as he ripped the headphones off his head and tossed them to the side before starting to respond. 

“Talk about what Adrienne?” Yoongi growled from his seat “The fact that you’ve been distracting me since the beginning of this project and now we're so far behind my fucking boss thinks I can’t handle the responsibility?” His hands gripped the armrests of the plush armchair tightly  “Or about the amount of times you’ve dragged me away from this room knowing how much our backlog was building up?” Yoongi sharply sighed and pushed himself back against the cushions of his armchair,  veined hands pressing into and smoothing down the length of his face “This job may mean nothing to you, you have something to go back to once this is all over but this is very serious for me. It’s my life Adrienne...If you can’t understand that then maybe coming here was a mistake.” With his last word, Yoongi swiveled back toward the computer, ignoring the small sniffles that muttered from behind him.

Though there were tears stinging the corners of her eyes Adrienne’s lips and facial expression had contorted into a scowl so heavy she was barely recognisable “Do you think you’re the only one that’s making sacrifices for this job?” Adrienne whispered, knowing that it was entirely too easy for someone to listen into their conversation if they were determined to do so. “My sister, the only family I have in this world is having her first child next month and I am going to be an entire ocean away catering to the needs of some fucking boy band that doesn’t even think I’m good enough to be here-”

Yoongi huffed a sigh and moved to retort, “You kno-”

“Do not interrupt me, I’m tired of hearing you talk down to me like I’m your pet. My opinion and my time is just as important as yours. I am sorry if you feel that I’ve been monopolizing your time, but you were a willing participant here Yoongi, I never made you do anything you didn’t want to.” Adrienne hissed a whisper, trying not to yell at him the way she so desperately wanted to. Once she was silent for a few seconds Yoongi moved to speak again, his entire body conveying just how much he was over the conversation.

“Don’t worry about it Andy,” He replied flatly, “It’s my fault really, I should have had more control over you from the beginning.” 

“I’m sorry…? Control...me? What the fuck makes you think you can control me? Y’know what don’t answer that” Adrienne swiftly held her hands up in front of her face and backed away with a full step backward “Fuck you.” She muttered and moved around to gather up her belongings and bolt out of the studio.

Tears flooded her eyes and easily obstructed her view as she stomped her way down the hallway, heading in any direction that took her away from that cramped studio. A warm body nearly bowled her over while she tore down the hallway, if not for the pair of hands that grasped her biceps tightly as she fell backward Adrienne would have landed flat on her ass.

“Ah, Noona. Are you oka..y?” A familiar voice, clear as a bell and sweet as a sugar made Andy pick her head up and furiously attempt to wipe the tears away from her eyes. Hoseok’s forehead wrinkled just slightly when she nodded quickly and stepped away, his eyes scanning her from head to toe.

“Are you sure? You don’t look okay.” 

“I’m fine Hoseok, don’t worry” She tried to sound cheery, even forcing what she thought was a reassuring smile on to her face. Her shaky lips pulled up to the sides much too high, and she ended up looking more crazed than anything else.

Hoseok hummed and folded his arms in front of him, looking pensive but refusing to push her any further. “All right,” He replied after a lengthy pause “Hey~ I was just about to go for a walk. Wanna join me?”

The shorter girl sighed, knowing in her heart that the last thing she wanted to do at that moment was go anywhere and be forced to talk to anyone. Even if that someone was Hoseok, she wanted to be alone more than anything else but the way Hoseok smiled at her, so earnest and caring. Andy didn’t have the heart to blow him off.

“Sure, I guess I could use some air” She sighed and adjusted the large bag on her shoulder, politely shaking her head and moving it in his direction when Hoseok held out his hand and offered to hold it for her.

They walked outside in silence, heading a few blocks away from the BigHit building in a uniform stride with only a few prodding questions from Hoseok floating up into the air and dissipating like the rain. Adrienne tried her best to engage when he looked at her with concern written all over his features, it wasn’t her intention to be so cold toward him but she couldn’t shake the image of Yoongi practically snarling at her from her mind. Hoseok rested a hand on her shoulder and Adrienne jumped backward so drastically he immediately put both his hands up by his head to ensure that he meant her no harm.

“I’m sorry, Hoseok….” Adrienne quickly replied, a hand pressing to her own frantic heartbeat “I’m a little distracted right now with... work.”

Hoseok nodded, slowly lowering his hands until they were by his side before stuffing them into his pockets and tapping his foot against the ground a few times. He pursed his lips together for a few seconds, his mouth pouting downward into a recognizable triangular shape before he jutted his head to the side and gestured for Adrienne to follow him again.

“You know... Yoongi-hyung can let his emotions get the best of him sometimes...” He started, carefully speaking as he walked a few steps ahead of Andy, his gaze remaining forward as Adrienne’s head snapped upward and began stammering.

“I-I don’t think I understand you, Hobi...”

Hoseok ignored her and kept moving forward, his neck defiant and stiff, “He can be grumpy and brash and say things that he normally wouldn’t when he’s angry but that never means that he’s stopped caring.” He stopped short and quickly turned on his heels to face Adrienne head on, the same earnest smile gracing his lips as he glanced over her face “Or that he’ll stay mad for too long, I don’t know what he said or why he said it but trust me on this. He cares about you Noona, a lot.”

Adrienne, completely stunned to silence, tripped over her footsteps just seconds after Hoseok stopped and looked up at him. The way she saw she had just two options; lie or be truthful with someone she had come to consider a dear friend over the past months. Her eyebrows grew closer together as she looked at him, really looked, once again. The honesty and genuine concern was written all over his face and it made Adrienne’s eyes well up with tears all over again. 

“... Hobi” She croaked, a half-hearted smile ticking up the left side of her lips “How do you know? Did he tell you?”

Hoseok shook his head and opened his arms, gesturing for Adrienne to walk into them, he wrapped his arms around her shoulders once she did and used the back of his sleeves to wipe away a few of the tears that still streamed down her cheeks. “I’ve known Hyung for a very long time now, there isn’t much he can hide from me. I can see it every time he looks at you, it’s…” He stuttered for a moment then looked down at Adrienne with a sad smile.

“It isn’t my place to say,” he sighed, the palms of his hands smoothed over her shoulders and squeezed her biceps reassuringly for a few seconds before he took a step backward and smoothed his hands back into his pockets.

“You should talk to him, when you feel like it. Whatever it is, I’m sure you can work through it.” 

He hardly waited for a response before shoving her bag back into her hands and giving her an enthusiastic wave then heading back toward the Bighit building, claiming to be late for practice but Adrienne was sure he didn’t want to risk being caught outside with her right after they stopped hugging. Even with a face mask it was hard not to recognize him by his hair alone.

Adrienne adjusted the collar of her jacket, smoothing the lapels down against her skin to warm herself from the bolstering wind. Even though Hoseok’s words had soothed the burn of Yoongi’s fiery reaction from earlier Andy wasn’t sure she was ready to see him again and have the conversation they so desperately needed to have. Not today.

Maybe not tomorrow either. For now Adrienne swiveled on her feet, hitched her backpack higher on her shoulders and headed home. Rehearsing a way to explain to her sister that she would miss the birth of her child.

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Fame & Fortune (are nothing compared to you)

A/N: To anyone reading this as I post it, sorry for not posting for a while. To EVERYONE reading. HAPPY PRIDE!!!!!!!!! 🌈🌈🌈 Also the dog is Kosmo and if you've never seen a Pyrenees and Husky mix search it up 100/10 cuteness. Also TW for homophobia towards the end some slurs but all are bleeped out like for example I would write fuck as f***

For Keith and as a stunt double everything had started out slowly for the first couple of weeks. But once that third week hit, damn. This movie is sure as hell living up to 'action movie'. Keith is loving the job so far.

(He will take the fact that he damn near passed out when meeting Takashi Shirogane to the grave)

The one and only problem was Lance. Keith seriously can't distance himself from the guy in any sense. He works pretty closely with Lance since (of course) the guy does his own stunts. But the real kicker is; no matter how much Keith tries (And he does) he is undeniably attracted to the obnoxious actor.

So, over the last month it seems that Lance has gone out of his way to irritate him. He refuses to call him anything but mullet and samurai because the character he's stunt doubling for uses a sword. He always tries to one up Keith during shoots. And to be honest the worst part is that Keith is developing a crush on the bastard.

It's quite frustrating that no matter how annoying he finds Lance most times he still finds himself chuckling at even the cheesiest jokes. But at the very least he is highly entertained by the stunt competition they have going. Lance genuinely surprised him by being truly good at stunts. Unluckily for Lance, Keith had been doing stunts since he was 3 in his Moms living room.

Anyways this past month has been a bit of a whirlwind with work and Keith trying to get a dog and everything. Everything has pretty much worked out so far though. With the very disappointing exception of breaking into acting. Nobody has hired him yet.

Keith sighed as he rolled out of bed at the ass crack of dawn. Morning Keith is untrustworthy, Morning Keith would sell his soul for coffee or ten more minutes of sleep. He chugged a cup of coffee and just like that he was a good person again. He's still thinking about just huddling back under his covers though.

Keith let's out a soul withering deep sigh. It should be a war crime to ask anybody to be up before 7 A.M and that's being generous. But at the end of the day Keith loves his job. However, he does have a huge ass bruise on his tailbone and honestly he could do without that.

Keith slides on his favorite pear of fingerless gloves. The comfortable softness of the worn leather always calms him down. He gets on his motorcycle and promptly takes of down the freeway. Something about the adrenaline and wind in his hair make riding his motorcycle one of his favorite things to do.

As Keith slinks off of his motorcycle he rolls his eyes at the inexplicable flutter in his chest at the thought of seeing Lance again. The day seems to go by in a flurry of colors, noise and bruises. Just like that he's at home getting ready to finally go to the shelter and pick up the Pyrenees and Husky mix that he's been trying to get for two weeks. It was bought at top dollar to a family that probably had no idea how to care for a dog.

The poor dog was thrown in the shelter soon after. The dog was trying to play with one of the kids and the parents saw the kid being knocked over. The parents then pretty much locked the dog in their garage with little food and water thus making the dog distrustful towards humans. Keith had gone to the shelter and pretty much fallen in love with the dog.

After a couple weeks of paperwork and frivolous meetings he finally got to take the dog home. He hadn't ever put much thought into the dogs name. He supposed he didn't need a name yet. He has to take him to the vet today and he'll have to leave him their for a while due to the necessity of grooming and such.

Keith plans on going to see the pride parade while his new dog is at the vet. He can't take his motorcycle because he's taking his dog to the vet the heading to the parade. He throws on a T-shirt that says 'Born this Gay' in white lettering on an all black base. He gently coaxes the dog into his vehicle.

He gets the dog signed in and ready and then gets going. He obviously has to play Chappell Roan on the way to the parade. He parks a ways away from the road where the parade will be and heads to check out the vendors. He buys a snow cone because he's weak and it's hot out.

Keith is content to look around until the parade starts at 6 PM (18:00 for non Americans). He stops and watches the drag show for a while. (He tipped his favorite drag Queen 15$) He's having a great time until he's stopped by a bunch of people wearing 'make America great again' hats. They stop in front of him.

He tried just walking away but they surrounded him. They were yelling a bunch of slurs at him and a group of people they had cornered. "You bunch of F******" one yelled.

They continue yelling about their homophobic ideals until a police officer who is working the parade comes over. The group disperse in light of the officer. Keith is about to walk back to the area where most of the vendors are set up when he spots Lance. He's pale with tear stains on his cheeks, Lance is sat over to the side of where the group of MAGA's were yelling.

Lance is mostly hidden from view as to avoid being recognized. He looks like he's about to be sick. Keith walks over and sits next to him. He holds out a hand, silently offering support.

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for an "imagine me & you" (which i'm loving, by the way) prompt, maybe something more with the spiderman AU from chapter 52?

Dan adjusted his badge as he was ushered through the door by Hill's personal assistant, Mallory Mead. Her bob of blonde hair and pretty face reminded him of Meg. Just the thought had him wrinkling his nose as he followed her through the sleek, high-ceilinged lobby. Had Hill hired her just for that reason? Had he suggested she get a haircut and take to calling him Carl?

He shuddered involuntarily.

Mallory must have noticed. "Yes, we keep the facility quite cool. It helps with all the heat from the workshops, you see."

"I do," Dan replied, straightening up. He couldn't afford to get distracted and slip up now. He'd worked too hard to be chosen as the delegate for the proposed collaboration between the hospital and Hilltop. He had to be on his best game. "I'm used to it from working in the hospital."

Mallory smiled an artificial smile, making her look like a new model of lifelike android Hilltop had just developed. "Of course."

Dan smiled back at her, though hopefully without the plastic quality. "I'm looking forward to see all the facilities with you."

They came to a halt at the far wall of the lobby, adjacent to where scientists and mechanics were filtering in and out of elevators. Even in her heels, Mallory still barely reached Dan's chin, but the curve of her painted lips was assured as she surveyed him. He itched for his mask but he wasn't here as Funnel Web. No. Today he was regular ol' Dan Cain.

"Unfortunately, I won't be able to show you our stunning facility today," she said. "Or Dr. Hill. He has some unexpected urgent meetings to attend to in regards to the development of our latest model. He sends his apologies. He was very much looking forward to meeting you, Dr. Cain."

Dan told himself that the hard look in her eye was just his imagination. That she probably just looked at people like that all the time. It certainly wasn't an indicator that she- and by extension, Hill- knew anything particular about him.

So, he simply nodded and said, "That's a shame. I suppose we'll have to arrange for another time then-?"

"Not at all," Mallory cut in smoothly. "We've already got someone else who can give you the grand tour. He's a doctor, like yourself, so he'll doubtless be able to answer any questions you have better than I could."

At that moment the elevator closest to them dinged open. Dan glanced over and had to fight to keep his expression neutral as Herbert West of all people emerged, his pristine lab coat fluttering behind him. Mallory motioned for him to come closer and Herbert begrudgingly complied, flicking a glare Dan's way as he approached.

"Dr. West," Mallory began once Herbert was between them. "This is Dr. Cain from Miskatonic Hospital. He's here to tour our facilities today, so I want you to show him everything you can and tell him all he wants to know, alright?"

"Of course," Herbert answered with a roll of his eyes. "Why get any actual work done when I could just babysit all day?"

Dan had to bite down on the smile threatening to split his face. It was just such a Herbert thing to say, right down to his insulting drawl. He couldn't help the surge of fondness that swept through him, seeing that characteristic ire directed unknowingly at his ally, Funnel Web.

"I'll try not to be too much trouble," Dan promised, though Herbert didn't look convinced.

"I know you'll take good care of him," Mallory said to Herbert with just enough sternness for Dan to not miss it.

Herbert remained silent, staring stonily at the back of her designer blazer as she sauntered away, leaving Dan alone with him. They stood in silence, smartly-dressed Hilltop employees swarming past them like a current around a rock. Dan cleared his throat, hoping to break the tension, but Herbert just turned his glare on him.

"Great lobby you got here," Dan tried with a charming smile.

Herbert just gave him a withering look and turned on his heel. "Come along," he said, waving over his shoulder for Dan to follow. "We'd best just get this over with."

It wasn't the warmest reception but Dan would take it. He followed Herbert over to the elevator, up to the higher floors, where Dan was showed the assembly line of some of Hill's lesser robots. Posters of the CEO were hung up on every wall, his grinning face accompanied by various company slogans, such as: Life made easy with Hilltop Robotics, and Why live hard when you can live on top?

Dan snorted at that last one.

"There you have it," Herbert said after rattling off a long list of electronic jargon at Dan. "Some of the greatest advancements in the history of robotics, reduced to performing household chores."

He flapped his hand with disgust at the line of AI-infused vacuum cleaners being taped up into premade, Hilltop branded boxes.

"Interesting," was all Dan said as he watched Herbert grip the railing.

"Is it?" Herbert demanded, eyes shooting over to squint at Dan. "Because you don't sound all that interested. I've heard of this supposed partnership with Hilltop and Miskatonic. A laser drill, wasn't it?"

Dan nodded. "To assist in craniotomies. Director Halsey seems to think it'll be financially beneficial for the hospital."

Herbert scoffed. "Beneficial in lining Hill's soiled pockets, more like it."

He shook his head, pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose. Dan did the same with his own glasses. He didn't need to wear them anymore, not since his vision had been enhanced by the spider bite that gave him his powers, but he thought it was easier to keep up his appearance of his old self. Surely, no one would suspect a man with a vision impairment of being Funnel Web.

"Hill would only ever do something if it benefitted him," Herbert went on. "If the hospital gets something out of it then it's a pleasant--though unintended-- consequence. Nothing more."

"Do you really not remember me?" Dan asked.

He hadn't planned on saying it, but it was all that had been running through his head as he'd stood there, listening to Herbert talk. Did Herbert not remember him? They'd been in med school together for nearly two years, had interacted quite often during that time. Truth be told, Dan hadn't thought much of Herbert during that time. He'd viewed him as stuck-up and unnecessarily mean (two assumptions he stood by after getting to know Herbert).

But that had been before their...professional relationship as Dr. West and Funnel Web had developed. And, of course, something else.

He still recalled the soft press of Herbert's lips against his. The roar of the rain around them, the cold seeping through the thin fabric of Dan's costume as he'd hung upside-down from his webbing. He'd only felt warm the places where Herbert had been touching him. Funnel Web hadn't been able to visit him again since then, being too tied up with his day job, but that didn't mean Dan didn't think about it.

He did. Often.

Herbert just looked at him strangely. "Of course, I remember you." He paused, then added with emphasis, "Daniel."

Dan shivered at the sound of his name falling from Herbert's lips. He rarely got to hear it. Herbert mostly called him 'Web' or 'Spider.' Not Daniel.

"Oh, well," Dan fumbled to say, growing hot under Herbert's scrutiny. "I, uh, wasn't sure. That you did."

Herbert rolled his eyes, but he was smiling. "Well, I'm very sorry for not greeting you like an old, dear friend. Now, come along. Let's finish this tour so I can get back to work."

He turned his back to Dan and Dan felt the irrational urge to reach out and grab him, turn him around and tell him who he really was. I'm Funnel Web! he wanted to scream. I'm not just some nobody you went to school with! We know each other. We've worked together.

You've kissed me.

But, of course, he couldn't say any of that. He could never reveal his secret identity to Herbert or anyone else. It was for the sake of everyone's safety, not just his own. To put Herbert in more danger than he already was just so he could maybe kiss him again was beyond selfish. Definitely not the kind of thing a hero should do, or even consider doing.

Herbert seemed to realise Dan wasn't following him as he stopped and looked over his shoulder at Dan's frozen form.

"Are you coming?" he asked, like he couldn't care less either way.

Dan swallowed the knot forming in his throat and nodded. "Yeah," he said, ungluing his feet from the metal flooring and stepping after Herbert. "I'm coming."

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Due to the rising demand for mobile applications among users of all ages, mobile app development companies have gained a lot of importance in recent times. While focusing on mobile app development, it is important to observe and analyze the needs of the business along with available tools. The functioning of a mobile app development company and interactions with the client needs to be maintained for the creation of quality applications. Helpful Insight provides services to customers depending on their needs and specifications for the improvement of the business. Customers place a high value on competency and innovation put forward by skilled developers who have years of experience.

SIGNIFICANCE OF MOBILE APP DEVELOPMENT FRAMEWORKS

A mobile app development framework serves as the basis for the creation of mobile apps. It is important to choose a framework that will help in business growth along with selecting skilled app developers who will combine cutting-edge trends and cutting-edge features. At Helpful Insight, we provide the best frameworks necessary for the creation of mobile apps considering the needs of the company, in order to provide the best services and solutions to customers. Understanding the suitable framework to employ during the creation of mobile apps is crucial since each framework has to be used for a specific purpose and is chosen based on the needs of the client. Here we discuss about the best frameworks used for mobile app development at Helpful Insight with the help of our dedicated developers who have the knowledge and skill in this regard.

React Native

In order to provide efficient quality control and alignment with business goals, our specialist development team focuses on the usage of professional-grade technologies and the React Native framework. These tools are used to find the best tool for effective application development depending on the requirements and preferences of the clients.

Flutter

Our top Flutter developers who are available to address any questions or problems at any time utilize various frameworks required for the development. Helpful Insight uses the flutter framework for the development of a business that supports in the building of fully-featured and functional applications having a unique identity.

Ionic

The Ionic framework is used for the development and deployment of apps and solutions that fulfill your commercial and technological goals by our qualified and trained developers with a variety of subject expertise. We place a high priority on promptly responding to any queries or worries raised by our clients and providing the necessary assistance. Phone Gap

With the assistance of our top developers, who have the expertise and experience necessary to build the greatest apps, Phone Gap framework is used for proper analysis, research, and evaluation. In this rapidly changing society, we provide high-performing business apps that aid in pursuing new heights of success.

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REASONS TO HIRE HELPFUL INSIGHT’S MOBILE APP DEVELOPERS

Our efficient and hardworking developers focus on offering services by adding new features and the most recent trends in order to provide the finest services to consumers based on their needs and requirements. Helpful Insight’s developers work on a well-planned approach that includes a comparison and study of existing applications. It is done to adopt unique and particular features for better development of the applications, making it easy and exciting for the clients. The methodical approach of development proposed by our developers through adequate analysis and observation will aid in the better creation of applications based on consumer interest.

Regular communication with clients

We give our customers detailed information about the services and solutions provided by the business mentioning every stage of development of the applications. In addition to it, an option to incorporate their opinion or suggestions is added to understand their views and make alterations if required. Such communication is guaranteed to promote their engagement in the process for the growth and development of the business. Customers are given the option to provide comments and opinions in every aspect which will help in an increased interaction of the users.

Skilled and knowledgeable developers

The best developers who have years of training and competence in this specific industry provide excellent services to the clients based on their needs for company expansion. Our application developers provide exceptional services and effective solutions to customers utilizing their talent and experience gained through the years.

Inclusion of novel features and the most recent advancements

As applications continue to evolve with the addition of new features, it is critical to design it for different businesses in accordance with the newest trends. The features can be introduced based on the nature of the company and the interests of consumers. As new features are added to the applications, the functions for various aspects develop, and the process becomes easier for clients.

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Quick responses and speedy actions

One of the most important services provided to clients is prompt response and offering of services at the appropriate time based on their needs. The applications are created in a unique way with the help of efficient and qualified developers. Various functions are carried out with the incorporation of sophisticated features and the most recent advances for enhanced development. It helps to increase the speed of the various processes and get immediate responses without any other issues.

CONCLUSION

The features incorporated in a particular application is in such a way that it helps the users to utilize the services in an easy and convenient way. The mobile applications are developed by incorporating the important services provided to the customers, reasons to choose the particular business, interactive features, and so on. It can be seen that making the applications interactive for the users is equally important as that of the services as the interactions contribute towards the enhancement of the business. The mobile app development services provided by various companies prioritize the interest and needs of customers for ensuring a user-friendly experience.

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Why Indian Developers Are Leading the Global App Development Industry

The global app development industry is experiencing exponential growth, and Indian developers are increasingly becoming the driving force behind this success. From startups to tech giants, Indian talent is powering some of the most innovative, user-friendly, and widely used mobile applications in the world. So, why are Indian developers consistently leading the charge in the app development space? Let’s dive into the key factors that have propelled Indian developers to the forefront of the global app development industry.

1. A Thriving Talent Pool

India is home to one of the largest pools of software developers globally, with over 5 million IT professionals as of recent estimates. The country produces a vast number of graduates each year from top-tier engineering colleges and universities, making it an attractive hub for technology-driven organizations. Many of these graduates specialize in mobile app development, from iOS and Android to cross-platform frameworks like React Native and Flutter.

The size and depth of this talent pool ensure that companies can tap into a diverse range of skills and expertise. Whether it’s backend development, user experience design, or advanced mobile app functionalities, you can hire dedicated developers in India who are well-versed in the latest technologies and industry best practices.

2. Cost-Effectiveness

While Indian developers have a reputation for delivering high-quality work, their services come at a fraction of the cost compared to developers in countries like the United States, the UK, or Australia. This cost-effectiveness makes India an attractive outsourcing destination for companies looking to build world-class apps without breaking the bank.

Outsourcing to India allows companies, especially startups and small businesses, to allocate more of their budget to marketing, business development, and other growth areas. Additionally, Indian developers often work in a flexible and result-oriented environment, ensuring timely delivery without compromising quality.

3. Expertise in Multiple Technologies

Indian developers have earned their reputation for being experts in a broad spectrum of app development technologies. From native Android and iOS development to more recent cross-platform tools like React Native and Flutter, Indian developers excel at mastering multiple technologies. Their ability to seamlessly adapt to evolving technological trends enables them to build highly efficient and user-friendly apps that cater to a global audience.

Furthermore, Indian developers are highly skilled in integrating modern technologies like Artificial Intelligence (AI), Machine Learning (ML), Augmented Reality (AR), and blockchain into mobile applications. This expertise positions Indian developers as leaders in creating innovative, future-ready solutions that meet the demands of today’s fast-evolving digital landscape.

4. Agile Methodology & Adaptability

Indian developers are known for their mastery of the Agile development methodology, which emphasizes iterative progress, flexibility, and close collaboration with clients. Agile allows teams to quickly adapt to changing requirements and feedback, ensuring that the final product aligns closely with client expectations.

This adaptability is especially important in the fast-paced world of app development, where user needs and industry trends can change rapidly. Indian developers are adept at incorporating feedback, tweaking app features, and refining user interfaces to ensure optimal performance and user experience.

5. Focus on Quality & Innovation

While cost-effectiveness is a key factor, Indian developers are not compromising on quality. Indian development teams prioritize best practices, robust coding standards, and rigorous testing processes to ensure that every app they build meets high-quality benchmarks.

Additionally, innovation is at the heart of India's app development ecosystem. Developers continually push the envelope with new features, intuitive user interfaces, and novel app functionalities. Whether it's a highly interactive gaming app or an enterprise-level business solution, Indian developers are continuously finding ways to innovate, differentiate, and enhance their mobile applications.

6. Vibrant Startup Ecosystem

India’s vibrant and rapidly growing startup ecosystem is another contributing factor to the country’s dominance in the app development industry. Indian entrepreneurs are embracing mobile-first strategies, with many startups relying on mobile apps to reach customers and grow their businesses.

These startups often partner with local app development firms or hire in-house developers to bring their app ideas to life. This has led to a culture of innovation and collaboration, where developers are constantly exposed to new ideas, use cases, and challenges. As a result, Indian developers are uniquely positioned to design creative solutions that cater to both local and global audiences.

7. Strong English Proficiency

English is widely spoken and used in the professional domain across India, which makes communication between Indian developers and international clients seamless. Clear communication is essential in understanding project requirements, discussing timelines, and providing updates. Indian developers are accustomed to working with global clients, ensuring that language barriers do not hinder the development process.

Moreover, India’s adoption of English as a primary language of business allows developers to stay updated on global trends, technologies, and frameworks, making them highly competitive in the international job market.

8. Time Zone Advantage

India’s time zone, IST (Indian Standard Time), provides a unique advantage in global app development. Indian developers often work while clients in Western countries are offline, making it possible for companies to take advantage of a "follow-the-sun" model. This leads to faster turnaround times and ensures that work progresses even when other teams are not active.

In essence, this time zone advantage allows for efficient project management, quicker feedback cycles, and 24/7 productivity, which is a key factor in meeting the tight deadlines that are common in the app development industry.

9. Successful Global Track Record

Finally, the successful track record of Indian developers is one of the biggest reasons they are leading the global app development industry. Companies around the world, from Silicon Valley giants to emerging startups, have tapped into the Indian talent pool to build their apps. This success is reflected in the sheer number of high-quality mobile applications developed by Indian teams.

Apps like Flipkart, Ola, Zomato, and Paytm—many of which originated in India—have become household names globally. This success demonstrates the immense potential of Indian developers to create world-class products that can compete in international markets.

Conclusion

Indian developers are undoubtedly at the forefront of the global app development industry, owing to their technical expertise, cost-effectiveness, innovation, and adaptability. With a thriving talent pool, access to cutting-edge technologies, and an unmatched focus on quality, India continues to be the go-to destination for companies seeking to build powerful, user-friendly mobile applications. As the app development landscape continues to evolve, Indian developers are poised to remain at the helm, shaping the future of mobile technology on a global scale.

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Cross-Platform App Development Services: Breaking Barriers and Expanding Reach

In today's digital era, mobile applications have become an integral part of our lives. Whether it's for social networking, e-commerce, or productivity, mobile apps have revolutionized the way we interact with technology. However, developing an app that can cater to the diverse needs of users across different platforms can be a daunting task for businesses. This is where cross-platform app development services come into play.

What is Cross-Platform App Development?

Cross-platform app development is the process of building mobile applications that can run on multiple operating systems, such as iOS and Android, using a single codebase. Unlike native app development, which requires separate codebases for each platform, cross-platform development allows businesses to save time, resources, and effort by creating a single app that works across various platforms.

The Advantages of Cross-Platform App Development:

1. Cost-Effectiveness: Developing separate apps for different platforms can be expensive. Cross-platform development enables businesses to significantly reduce costs by reusing a single codebase across multiple platforms. This approach also minimizes the need for hiring platform-specific developers, resulting in further cost savings.

2. Time Efficiency: Cross-platform frameworks and tools provide developers with the ability to write code once and deploy it on multiple platforms. This drastically reduces the time required for development, testing, and deployment, allowing businesses to bring their apps to market faster and gain a competitive edge.

3. Consistent User Experience: With cross-platform development, businesses can ensure a consistent user experience across different platforms. By using a single codebase, developers can maintain design and functionality consistency, resulting in a seamless experience for users, regardless of the device or operating system they use.

4. Wider Market Reach: By developing a cross-platform app, businesses can reach a broader audience as their application can run on various devices and operating systems. This expanded market reach enhances brand visibility and increases the potential user base, leading to greater customer acquisition and revenue generation.

5. Easy Maintenance: Updating and maintaining separate codebases for different platforms can be challenging. Cross-platform development simplifies the maintenance process as changes and updates can be applied to a single codebase, ensuring consistency and reducing the chances of introducing bugs or inconsistencies across platforms.

Choosing the Right Cross-Platform Development Framework:

When it comes to cross-platform app development, there are several frameworks available, each with its unique features and capabilities. The choice of framework depends on various factors such as project requirements, target audience, performance needs, and developer expertise. Some popular cross-platform frameworks include React Native, Flutter, Xamarin, and Ionic.

Partnering with Cross-Platform App Development Services:

While cross-platform app development offers numerous benefits, it requires technical expertise and experience to leverage the full potential of these frameworks. This is where partnering with cross-platform app development services can make a significant difference.

Professional app development services specializing in cross-platform development have the necessary skills, knowledge, and resources to create high-quality, feature-rich applications that can run seamlessly across multiple platforms. These services understand the intricacies of various frameworks, ensuring optimal performance and user experience.

Additionally, cross-platform app development services keep up with the latest industry trends and advancements, allowing businesses to incorporate cutting-edge features and technologies into their applications. They also provide ongoing support, maintenance, and updates, ensuring that the app remains up-to-date and compatible with the latest devices and operating system versions.

Conclusion:

Cross-platform app development services have emerged as a game-changer for businesses looking to develop mobile applications that can reach a wider audience while optimizing costs and development time. By leveraging the benefits of cross-platform development, businesses can break barriers, expand their reach, and deliver engaging experiences to users across multiple platforms.

Whether you are a startup or an established enterprise, partnering with cross-platform app development services can unlock new opportunities and drive your business forward in the ever-evolving mobile landscape.

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HOUSE OF THE DRAGON MATCHUP

Significant Other

I ship you with Helaena Targaryen and Aegon ii Targaryen — The Usurper (of your heart) and the Dreamer. 

HEADCANONS

While Helaena and Aegon aren’t quite fond of one another nor do they agree on much, the one thing that prevents the string that their relationship is hanging by from breaking is you. They both can very much agree on their shared feelings towards you. Being one of Alicent’s younger lady-in-waiting, Aegon quickly took an interest in you - just mere physical attraction until it grew into something much different then what he originally intended when he would invite you into his chambers for conversation, games and drinks. Helaena was certainly used to her husband being fond of other women outside their marriage for the purpose of pleasure, but she came to know that he had no once slept with you, it nearly baffled the Dreamer. She begged her mother to lend you to her, lying that she was short on her attendants. Alicent couldn’t refuse her only daughter and lend you to her. Helaena always kept a close eye on you. What was it in you that kept Aegon so interested without even taking off his breeches? Unfortunately (yet also fortunately), she quickly learned all about you and her heart began to flutter at the sight of you. Aegon took a note of his wife’s behaviour and after the married couple spoke for a bit about you, they came to the conclusion of keeping you as their lover. You felt honoured, but also so nervous? Rumours quickly spread through the castle about the girl hailing from House Primose who was often found visiting the shared chambers of Aegon and his wife. Once Aegon became King, he took you as his second wife, claiming that his namesake was the greatest king and had two wives, so he should as well. I wholly believe that because of you, Aegon and Helaena started developing real fondness for one another. Slow steps at a time tho. 

Normally, Heleana is the one who continuously talks about her interest while you would listen to her. But whenever you would find a new interest or be passionate about something, she is your devoted worshipper, praising everything that you say. You say you like cards? Helaena is going to hyperfixate on cards and learn everything about them. Do you like stars? Helena is going to attend astronomy classes to learn about the stars and the stories behind them so she can indulge in a conversation with you.

Aegon absolutely spoils you in every manner and at every chance he gets. I firmly believe that gift giving is also one of his love languages, so that’s how he expresses himself to you. He would buy you all the diamonds you could ever imagine and every instrument in existence once he learned about your love for music. If you can’t play them, it’s ok! He would hire people to perform in the great hall and allow you to sit on his throne while he stands beside your side. A bewildering sight for almost anyone.

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We are Hiring Flutter Developer (Onsite)

Job Context: HRSOFTBD is one of the progressive software company in Bangladesh providing best ERP, AI, OMR Solution, Website, Mobile App, Software, Bulk SMS & Voice Call Marketing Service. We are looking for an enthusiastic Flutter Developer for desktop/mobile application development. . Vacancy: 02 Last Date: 15 September 2024 How to Apply: Only appropriate candidates are requested to apply through email [ hr@hrsoftbd.com] and mention the job title as subject. Applicant must enclose his/her photograph with cv. Job Responsibilities: • Design, develop, and maintain high-quality features for our mobile/desktop app (Apple/Android/Windows) using Flutter. • Very Good UI/UX Design Knowledge. • Developing user interface components and implementing them by following well-known Flutter/Dart workflows and practices. • Good understanding of state management, Flutter flavors and app architecture • Good Practice of Clean Code & Documentation. Requirements: • Bachelor’s degree in Computer Science, or related field, or equivalent practical experience. • Good communication skill. • Applications from freshers are welcome, though candidates with experience will be given priority. Job Nature: Full-time. Working days: 5 days Full Time, 01 Day Half and Friday Off. Salary: Negotiable Others Facilities: • Festival Bonus: 2 (yearly/ Eid-ul-adha and Eid-ul-fitr). • Salary Review: Yearly or Semiannual • Yearly Extra Salary of 15 Days. • Lunch Facilities: Partially subsidize. (Minimum 50%) • T/A, Mobile bill. Internet Bill Job Location: P-7, Nurjahan Road, Mohammadpur, Dhaka. #job #hrsoftbd #jobpost #flutterjob #vacancy #jobopportunity #flutterdeveloper

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TESSDE AU (+ Taliesin) Continuation from this

It has been a few days since Allora was kidnapped and the trio have been on high alert as they made their way to Whiterun to visit Bren. The boys figured it was something that could ease Allora's anxiety some by being in a familiar area, and the comfort the old man brought her. Allora was appreciative of the suggestion, but deeply worries Bren will be in trouble again should the assailants find her there.

They met up with him and took a much needed day to rest and actually feel safe for a minute as Allora starts to doze against Bren on the couch.

Kaidan: Oh, out like a light. I'll get'er to bed. *sets down his drink and carefully scoops her up* Allora: *takes in a sharp breath, tensing, before realizing it was just Kaidan and relaxing slowly* ...sorry... Kaidan: *sadly smiles down at her as he walks up the stairs* Never you mind that, lass. If I get knocked on my arse from startlin' ya, it'll be my fault. Bren: *watches them leave up the stairs, scowling* She's never done that before. Taliesin: I'm afraid something new has developed. She was kidnapped again recently, and it has taken some time for us to feel comfortable with much lately. Either we both or one of us is with her at all times, and she seems to be uncomfortable with touch that isn't announced. Bren: *sneers* You kill the bastards or do I have to do that myself? Taliesin: You'll have to go through her first, I'm afraid. It wasn't them who was behind it, just hired kidnappers. We're looking out for the ones who did. Bren: *sighs and pinches his nose bridge* Gods damn it all... why can't she just be left alone? She's been through too damn much all ready. Taliesin: *hums, swirling around his glass of wine* Yes, I do agree. Bren: *eyes him with a raised brow* ...You're actin' different. Taliesin: *blinks in surprise* I am? How so? Bren: *crosses his arms and stares him down* ...hah. You're in love with her. Aren't you? Taliesin: *splutters, nearly spilling the wine as he quickly sets it down on a small table* I-I beg your pardon? I haven't the faintest what you're-! Bren: Cut the bullshit. You can't hide it anymore than those other three idiots. That cat is just ways behind is all. *snorts and shakes his head* You can't hide it from me. But I won't tell. Taliesin: ...You are not... upset by this? Bren: Out of all the idiots who are fascinated by her, you might be the one I'm most okay with. *points a finger to Taliesin's face* But don't let that go to your head. Taliesin: *heart fluttering slightly at familial permission, placing a hand over his heart and bowing his head* I will endeavor to keep it from becoming as big as Kaidan's. Bren: *snorts and stands* Go on and tell that idiot to move her from her little nook. I'll take that spot tonight so she can have comfort with you both. I know you mean a lot to her. *goes about cleaning the dishes* Taliesin: *stands up and assists him before heading upstairs, feeling lighter than he has in a while before knocking on Allora's door and opening it* Kaidan, Mr. Folsterhan said- Kaidan: *gently kissing Allora on the lips as she clings to him, pulling away with a start to see Taliesin at the door* Er- Taliesin- Taliesin: *no longer feels as light, looking between the two as he gives them a thin smile* My apologies. I was just alerting you both that Mr. Folsterhan was allowing you to use his bed tonight. I will be adjourning to the Inn. I would certainly hate to intrude. Allora: *flinches slightly, carefully getting up to hurry to him* Tali... please wait... Taliesin: *arches a perfect brow* You don't have to explain anything, dear. I understand if this is where your heart flies to- Allora: *gently pulls him down by his robes and kisses his lips softly- clumsily- having to stand her tip toes to reach even that far* Please don't go... Taliesin: *flustered and swallows thickly* Oh... well... I suppose...

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