#i tried clearing data and logging in again but it didn't help...

[goldensmilingbird]

Uhh tumblr app is not letting me in for some reason..

[catboykilljoy97]

Glitchventures!

Writing this up mostly on the off chance that someone else has gotten this error before, and might be looking for a solution. Also might serve as a walkthrough for "my game is throwing a weird error, what steps do I take?"

You ever had this error pop up? "Target animation cannot find bone on self". It was showing up with almost every carpool. I ran What Caused This, no luck, tested with all CC taken out, no luck. Tested in a different neighborhood, carpools worked again. Tried running Hoodchecker, no luck.

I looked at the error log, and the "honk horn" animation was mentioned. This, combined with a similar error popping up a few other times but with a sim name instead of a car object gave me the idea to look in SimPE, in the Sim Browser. And, sure enough...

Two NPCs, no character file. Supposedly. Hoodchecker and my characters folder said otherwise, but whatever. The teen was the newspaper carrier, I had already figured that out. The adult? The carpool driver! The initial error had been deceptive-- the car wasn't glitching, the driver was.

I'm still not sure what happened, why simPe thought there was no character file when there clearly was, why HoodChecker didn't catch anything. But, some googling led me to this guide on resureccting sims with no character data. Made some random townies, copied over the right files, and voila!

So, there you go. Errors aren't always self-explanatory. Sometimes sims are objects. Read the error logs. Check simPe even if hoodchecker says you're in the clear. And hopefully this can help someone else, because it killed a good two hours of my evening figuring it out 😝

[teefa85]

So has anyone else been having authentication errors logging into Pokemon GO with their Google account? Unlinking and relinking my Google account works...for a day! Then I have to do it again and that's a pain since I have other apps that need to be relinked too. Tried to use my Trainer Club and that only worked for a day before it had odd errors. Deleted and reinstalled GO which didn't help, then finally fixed it again by clearing all the data...which worked for less than 12 hours!

Just want to know if this is a widespread issue since I find crap all online about it. Same phone I've used for years and the last thing I downloaded was an official app that I've had for over a month without problems.

[those-late-night-feels]

Epiphany

Part 6

Word count: 2285

Summary: Things get a little more spicy. 😘

The team came back a few days later. During the debriefing, you learned that the strong woman had been captured and taken to a holding facility, while the other with the laser eyes had been eliminated. Natasha and Peter had grabbed some intel and new vials of what they hoped was a similar serum, but Loki was right, there were others in the compound that they hadn’t prepared for. Despite some minor bruising and a few broken ribs however, they were fine. 

You sat in the lab with Bruce as the two of you studied the new data. While they were gone, the hours that you had put in at the lab had helped tremendously, not only with discovering everything the serum could do, but also how to fight it. 

“This is great work, y/n! I know you were upset with Loki’s idea to keep you here and bring Natasha instead, but you being here helped more than you know.” You smiled at his attempt to make you feel better. His heart was in the right place. 

“Thanks Bruce.” 

“But I expect that you used that power of yours and threw Loki across the compound?”

You snorted slightly in a laugh. You don’t even know the half of it, you thought.

That day in the lab, after pushing him across the room, you stood abruptly, your heart pounding, your body vibrating with this powerful sensation. 

“I need to clear my head,” you told him, and left the room. You spent the next couple days avoiding him, locking yourself in the lab when you knew he would be occupied, going on runs when you thought he might be looking for you.

Tony called you the day they planned to arrive back to give you as much intel as he could, and how to prepare the remaining agents on protocol once they returned. Of course, Tony had asked that you prepare all of the agents, which included Loki. Dreading seeing him again after how you ended your kiss, you knocked on the door to his room, thinking this was definitely not the most ideal place for you to touch base with him. When he didn't answer though, you searched for him in the library, the training facilities, every room in the compound. He was nowhere to be found. Sighing in defeat, you figured he would turn up eventually and headed down to the lab to log in the information Tony had given you into the main database.

Opening the door to the lab, you found the trickster sitting in your chair, legs propped up on the desk. "Are you kidding me, Loki?"

He raised his eyebrows at your sudden outburst. "Did I miss something?"

You rolled your eyes at his feigned innocence. You knew him well enough, he knew exactly what he was doing. 

"Were you looking for me?" he asked, cocking his head to one side.

You ignored his question, you would not play into his game. "I talked to Tony this morning. The team is coming back tonight with an asset in custody. I need your help securing the holding cell and preparing the agents."

"And why exactly do you need me to secure the holding cell?"

You averted your eyes from his. "I haven't been down there before."

He stood, towering over you. "Well, why didn't you say so, darling. Let's go."

You hesitated as he proceeded towards the door. 

"Come now," he said expectantly. "You aren't going to learn stalling here."

*****

The holding cell was at the base of the compound, secured in a cement and plexiglass dome in the middle of the room. Loki proceeded to the far right where a computer system stood, typed in a few command codes and the door to the holding cell slid open smoothly. 

"After you," he said, holding out his hand to indicate the open door.

You hesitated at the opening. "You aren't planning to lock me in here, are you?"

"Darling, if I wanted you held against your will, I'd have a much more creative plan in mind."

Holding back a smirk, you proceeded inside. He showed you around the cell, what to check for and how to check the air vent and locking components. You tried your best to concentrate on what he was saying, but all you could think about was that electric jolt you felt when he kissed you. The nearness of his body to yours made your heart pound. When you turned to leave the cell, he stood there in front of you, unmoving. 

"Have you cleared your mind?" he asked.

"I…um…" With the crook of his finger, he gently lifted your chin up to bring your eyes to his.

Had you? Yes, you were mad at him for what he had pulled in that meeting to keep you here. Yes, he frustrated you to no end. But you also felt this deep desire around him that you had never felt before. Each time you saw him, you craved him a little more.

"If you need more time–" No, you didn't need more time. Using your power, you pushed his body to the bed within the cell. He sat down abruptly, a look of surprise on his face. "What are you doing girl?"

Steadily you walked over to his waiting frame. "What I should have done a long time ago."

You didn't want to spend another second not feeling his lips on yours again. Straddling his waist, you pulled him in to kiss you. Instantly, your bones ached for every part of him. He ran his hands up your back and you flexed upward, deepening your kiss. Finally, you were the one in control, and you would not take it for granted. You grabbed hold and tilted his head to the side, exposing his neck, trailing kisses and nips to his ear, his collarbone, his shoulder, the scent of evergreen and leather intoxicating you. He shuddered in delight, making a breathy Ahh when you found a sweet spot below his earlobe. When you dragged your teeth along where his pulse beat, he drew a sharp breath in and flipped you onto your back, him hovering over you.

"How is it that I continue to put you in this position?" he asked, a playful smirk on his face.

"Who says I'm not letting you put me in this position?" you responded back, slowly thrusting your hips up to meet his.

"Careful, girl," he warned.

Biting your bottom lip, you looked up at him, feigning innocence. "Or what?"

He stared down, considering you. You playfully thrusted your hips up at him again and he shut his eyes, like he was trying to control his urges. You smiled up at him, this domineering god who was concerned about your well-being. "It's ok, Loki. I told you. You aren't going to break me."

"You naïve girl," he replied, opening his eyes. "You don't know what I'm capable of."

"Maybe not," you said, tucking a strand of his hair behind his ear. "But I know what I'm capable of."

Rolling on the bed, you flipped him on his back and sat up on top of him. Concentrating, you pushed his arms up above his head and locked them in place. You kissed him once, biting gently on his bottom lip, then sat up and pulled your shirt over your head.

"Are you going to torture me?" he asked, eyebrow raised, watching your every move.

"Only if you deserve it." You pulled up his tunic, and trailed kisses across his flat stomach. Brushing up against the bulge in his pants, you looked at the taut mound, considering. "Do you deserve to be tortured?"

"Yes," he choked out, and you smiled devilishly, drawing lines down the folds of his pants with your finger. He tried to thrust up at you, but it was pointless, you had control over his body now. 

"Take them off," you commanded. And when he looked at you and his mind-controlled arms skeptically, you scoffed. "I know you can do it."

He tilted his head to the side, a green glow washing over him, and in an instant his clothes were removed, leaving him exposed. His cock was fully erect and waiting for you. He was much bigger than you had been expecting, and your pussy ached all the more. Drawing circles around the base of his hardened cock, you watched as it throbbed at the anticipation of your touch.

"Remember when you suggested my combat skills weren't good enough to go on that mission?" you asked, eyeing his member. He choked out a breath. "How I might not be able to handle things there? How it would be better if I stayed in the lab?" 

You lightly touched the tip of him, the silky fluid coating your finger. He wouldn't answer your teasing questions. "That was a mistake."

"Was it?" he uttered, watching you play achingly slow with him.

"Mmmm," you pondered his response. "I think you forget who is in control here."

"Darling, I've always known who is in control," he said with a sheepish grin.

You grabbed hold of his cock firmly with one hand, the sudden action making him gasp, and he moaned as you stroked him up and down. Up and down. Drawing rings around the head with your finger. Up and down. The noises coming from him–he was enjoying himself too much.

Cupping his balls in your hand, you whispered, "Who is in control?"

He gave you a knowing smile and refrained from answering you. 

Grasping onto them, you pulled slightly. Gently, but firmly, you asked again, "Who is in control, Loki?"

A gutteral aching moan came from him. You tugged once more, a little more aggressive. "Hnmph–you. You are."

Smiling down at him, you slid your pants off and whispered in his ear, "That's right. And now, I'm going to fuck you. So. Very. Slowly."

Taking your time, you slipped off your underwear and climbed on top of him. Leaning over, you grabbed hold of his hands that were locked above his head and placed them on either side of your hips. When you lowered yourself on top of him, you both let out an unsteady breath. Resting there a moment on your knees, you felt the full girth of him inside of you. A fullness you had never experienced before, almost painful but fully pleasurable. 

The movements you made while riding his cock were unbearably slow to him. His face twisted, his jaw clenched, his brow furrowed. His torture had gone on long enough.

Without saying a word, you released him from your grasp and when he opened his eyes, you pulled his hands to your ass. 

He sat up, bringing his mouth first to yours to kiss you fully, and then to your breasts, kissing and sucking on your taut nipples. Taking the tip of your nipple lightly between his teeth, he pulled and you gasped, arching your back to him. 

He stood with his cock still buried in you and carried you to the wall. You wrapped your legs around his waist, your arms around his neck, his hands holding you up by your thighs and ass. Pressing your ass up against the plexiglass, he held you steady as his cock slid in and out of you with eagerness. You clasped your hands to his back and whispered in his ear, "Harder."

He grunted in response, ramming the full length of his cock over and over into you, skin slapping against skin. Your nails dug into his back when you felt the first wave start to hit you, and bit down on his shoulder as he continued to pound into your aching cunt. Your mouth fell open, but no sound would come out as you lost your sense to breathe, the walls of your pussy clenching and quivering around him as you came. If he hadn't held you up, you would have been a sloppy mess collapsed on the ground. You rode your high as he continued to pound into you and when he came inside you, moaning so loudly you thought the room had vibrated, you felt every muscle in his body flex. 

He held you around his waist as he rested his head against the plexiglass wall, the both of you heaving, your hearts pounding.

He lifted his head to look at your glowing face. "Are you okay?"

You nodded, giving him a reassuring smile. 

Ding! 

Your eyes went wide with the realization that the team had landed and were coming down the hall with the asset in tow. Your brain went into panic mode, as you were buck-naked with Loki's cock still inside you. 

An annoyed expression on his face, Loki rolled his head and a green glow emanated from him and surrounded the room. As Steve rounded the corner to the main holding cell area with a few junior agents and the new asset, you looked down to find yourself standing outside of the cell, fully clothed. To your left, Loki stood at the main computer, typing away and the holding cell looked exactly as it did before. 

"Hey guys, everything prepared for the holding cell?"

Loki walked over, clearly you hadn't found your voice yet. "Yes, just cleared the cameras for recording."

You turned your face to Loki, an anxious look on your face. There were cameras? Loki did not dare look at you as he tried to hold back his smile.

"Hey y/n, I believe Tony and Bruce would like to go over Intel with you in the lab." You shook your head to clear it.

"Right, I'll head right up." You'd kill Loki later.

Tag list: @lokisasgardianvampirequeen @huntress-artemiss

[angelsswirl]

Petrichor

Nine

Notes: I highly recommend you listen to What If by SafetySuit either before reading or while reading because it fits this chapter so perfectly it took me half an hour to choose which lyrics to use.

"If it makes you sad at me, then it's all my fault and let me fix it please."

"You know your problems won't go away if you hide from them, right?" Lisa asked without looking up from her magazine.

"You know Tiger Beat is a child's magazine, right?" You asked without looking up from your spot on the floor.

Lisa closed the magazine loudly. She huffed and crossed her arms, "As soon as this baby gets out of me, I'm kicking your ass."

"Then who's going to feed Jennie while you're in the hospital recovering from your injuries?"

"I can feed myself, thank you very much."

"I'm not sure you know your left from your right sometimes."

"You're mean when you're scared and upset." Jennie's nose scrunched up. She is not afraid to admit her feelings were a bit hurt. She knew her left from her right, but she was definitely lying about being able to feed herself. She can't cook to save her life.

"I'm not scared or upset."

"You're a pathological liar, too."

"Ladies, ladies you're all pretty! Now, will you shut your traps. My blood pressure is spiking because all of your damn yapping."

"Sorry, mom." Everyone apologized. Even Kameron, who hadn't even been in the original conversation.

All five of you were packed into the medium sized hospital room, save for George whom had to return to work that day.

You sat the closest to your mother, Jennie and Lisa sharing the small cushioned bench built under the window. Kameron sat in an extra plastic chair directly under the suspended 19 inch television, his laptop on his lap currently being used to hack into the hospital's wifi.

"Y/N, apologize for calling Jennie stupid." Maria admonished as she fiddled with the television remote. The buttons were huge, that wasn't the problem. The problem was that the hospital seemed to have only two working channels. Fox News and...oh, the other one just lost signal. Just Fox News.

Maria opted for turning off the television.

"I rather not." You answered plainly. Your knees were tucked under your chin and you still stared at that spot on the linoleum floor.

Maria swatted your thigh.

"Y/N Ariel Y/LN."

You just grumbled.

"Your middle name is 'Ariel'? Like the mermaid?" Jennie started to laugh loudly. She immediately stopped upon the shoe hitting her square in the gut.

"No. Not like the mermaid, Knothead." You gestured for Jennie to give back your shoe. Jennie did so with a scowl.

"Why is she being so mean?" Lisa pouted.

Maria huffed, "Her heat's about to start. So, she's grumpy. Also, she got herself into a unforgiving situation and it's all starting to unravel in front of her." Maria looked as though she had even more explanation to give but thought better of it.

You eyed your mother suspiciously, "How'd you know all that?"

"Mother's intuition."

Lisa's eyes squinted in determination, "Time for 'Operation: Just Pick One! Damn!'."

Everyone nodded along in agreement except for you.

"I've got the Pros and Cons T-Table pulled up!" Kameron gestured to his laptop. Lisa gave him a thumbs up.

You stared at your omega brother, "What do you know about any of this?"

"Oh, Lali and I talk once a week about you because you don't tell us anything. We were going to stage an intervention within the coming week if all of this hadn't happened." He said as though it was obvious.

You just rolled your eyes. Your brother knowing your business was the least of your problems at this point.

"Okay, but if we're going to have this conversation, Jennie has to leave."

"What? Why?"

"Because you're an alpha and you wouldn't get it."

"Try me."

"...Fine."

Lisa clapped excitedly, "Yay! It's finally happening. Kam, make sure you share the spreadsheet with your mom and I." She pulled her MacBook air out of large handbag and then delicately placed Maria's laptop on her overbed table.

Kameron nodded just as excitedly. Maria also nodded appreciatively as the group got their data together.

You wondered when your life got this out of hand.

At least Jennie looked just as lost as you.

"Um, babe? Is all of this necessary? I think you're scaring-"

"Shhhhhh, honey," Lisa blindly pressed a few fingers against Jennie's lips, "I know exactly what I'm doing."

"...ok..." Jennie looked to you with a mildly frightened look on her face. She shook her head slowly as if to say 'I tried. I am so sorry for what you're about to go through."

"Okay. First question! Who have you thought of more recently?" Kameron asked as he typed furiously on his HP.

"I'm not sure what any of this is going to help."

"Answer the question!" Kameron urged.

"God! I'm thinking about them both constantly, but I guess, Rosé because I spoke to her last."

Kameron nodded resolutely and continued to type.

"Next question, if they were both drowning, and you could only save one, who would you save?" Lisa asked, her eyes narrowing intensely at her best friend.

"Jennie, do you feel like this is a trap? Because I feel like this is a trap!" You inquired. You scooted your chair further away from everybody.

Jennie slowly pulled her arm from behind her wife, she then scooted away from her and to the opposite end of the bench, "Yes. This feels exactly like a trap."

"Okay, you don't have to answer that one." Maria glared at Lisa who just shrugged.

"How about this one? Who do you miss the most?"

You threw your hands in the air in exasperation, "Lali asked me that months ago! Don't you think if it was that simple I wouldn't be in this situation right now?! I miss both of them because they won't fucking talk to me! And I don't blame them. I wouldn't want to talk to me either." You sat back into your chair with a watery sigh.

"Can I give it a try?" Jennie raised her hand sheepishly, "Without all the spreadsheets and interrogations." She directed the second part at three specific people.

The three specific people all reluctantly closed their laptops.

"Everyone else is, so why not?"

"Well, first. I think you need to lay off yourself a bit. Yeah, you put yourself and them into a sucky situation, so what? Get over that. There's no going back to change anything, so why wallow in it? Relax and forgive yourself." Jennie spoke softly, her forearms resting against her thighs as she leaned forward.

Your shoulders sagged just enough to let Jennie know she was getting through to you.

"I'm sure you know what traits you value in a partner, and I'm not going to ask you what those traits are because I'm sure Lisa would start to log your answers again. Besides, it's none of our business." Lisa glared at Jennie.

"You just have to apply those traits. Organize your morals which you have clearly been fast and loose with lately. Ask yourself questions like 'Are you really ready to be a family woman? A mother?' And 'Are you okay with your mate having her work really high on her priorities list?' Think about what you want. Think about what you need. Think about who would be the best alpha for you. And then when you have all those answers to all those questions and you're all thinked out. Stop thinking and just go talk to her." Jennie smiled softly as you nodded slowly.

Lisa stared at her wife, her mouth wide opened, "I have absolutely no idea why, but that was the sexiest thing you have ever done." Jennie blushed heavily.

"Yeah, Jen. When did you get to be so smart?" You teased.

"I have a B.S. in Biochemistry from NYU." Jennie deadpanned.

"Yeah but you're a lounge singer. It's not like you're doing anything with it."

"Alright, you got me there."

"Knock, knock. Hello, Mrs. Y/LN. Your discharge papers are ready." The doctor explained as she stood at the door, not wanting to intrude.

"Oh thank God! I was going to jump out the window if it had been another hour."

"Mom!"

"What? You would've too. Now shut up and help me into my clothes."

You did as told.

~•~

Once you were sure your mother was settled at her home with your father. You went back to yours.

You sat heavily on your couch.

Jennie said to think. So, that's what you were going to do.

In the back of your mind, you knew who it was supposed to be the minute Jennie finished talking.

Sometimes, you just need to be told to get over yourself and put things into perspective.

But you chugged on anyway.

If only to double, triple check.

Some thoughts involve Jennie's suggested quandaries and others you came up with all by yourself.

It's about 5 minutes in that you're already noticing a very clear pattern. The same name keeps coming up. Amid 'Yes' and 'Nos' and 'We're just going to have to work on thats'.

It hit you so harshly you're not even sure why this was a struggle to begin with. The revelation just about sucks all the nagging anxiety and subsequent energy out of your brain. This must have been the "thinked out" part Jennie was talking about.

That meant the next step was to stop thinking.

It's easier said than done, but you managed.

The last step.

Just go talk to her.

You nodded with finality.

You were going to do just that, but first you needed to fix something.

~•~

"I'm sorry." You said. You may be done feeling sorry for yourself, but that didn't mean you couldn't feel sorry for others.

"For what?"

"It-I can't keep doing this to you. It's not fair."

"I-I understand, I guess."

"I shouldn't have led you on. Made you think-"

"It's okay, Y/N. It really is. But I'm going to need some time before we can get back to normal if I can ever do that, with you again."

"I get it. I'll see you...later?"

You don't get an answer. Just a pained look and then a sort of wobbly shrug.

You have a feeling that's all you'll get from her for a while. And surprisingly, you're a little more okay with that then you thought you would be.

~•~

Notes: One more chapter left...

[missyslittlepet]

((Requested - Lil bit of the ol' Heartman smut 😏. Soooo im going to start with an apology lmao. I'm awful at writing smut and I don't usually do it, however, someone has to. I think we can ALL agree that we want some nsfw Heartman content. I assumed the person who requested was a girl but if not I'm so sorry and I hope can read around parts that dont apply. Enjoy you horny bunch! 😉👍🏻💙))

Well You've Certainly Caught Me With My Pants Down...

"These are a set of packages that were delivered in the early hours of the morning. I would be very grateful if you could pack them away for me while I attend to other matters. The contents within are imperative to my research and I ask that you handle them with the upmost care." Heartman gestured to the pile of packages by his feet.

"Of course, when have I ever not taken care with your orders? What matters need attending to today then?" You questioned him picking up two of the parcels.

"Oh the usual..." Heartman smiled.

You remained silent waiting for an actual response.

"Data logging, image processing, research analysis..." A faint blush had started to cover his cheeks and he shifted awkwardly from one foot to the other. He finally cleared his throat after a long pause before continuing.

"I won't keep you with the boring details, you have a lot of work to do; as do I. I will be in my room although I doubt you will need my help. It should take you longer than the nineteen minutes I have remaining so I will see you after I return from the beach yet again." With a quick nod he left swiftly, the door shutting behind him automatically.

Your eyes narrowed in suspicion, what on earth was all of that about and why was he in a rush to get away? You watched the door for a few more seconds before shrugging it off and decided it was just Heartman being Heartman.

Your brows furrowed slightly as you looked at the deliveries. The containers were immaculate considering the hike needed through the mountains to get to the lab. No rust, no scratches... very strange. You grabbed the smallest package first. The microchips inside were destroyed completely despite the perfect condition of their container. You placed them aside not looking forward to what you would find in the rest of them. One after another were filled with destroyed items, incorrect orders and some were straight up empty.

"You've got to be joking." You laughed angrily.

The porters knew how irreplaceable these items were, that's why you requested the best porters available. You huffed and threw the final empty container aside. Heartman was not going to be happy about this.

You quickly made your way to his room in order to break the news to him.

You made it to his door and started explaining the situation as the doors slid open.

"You'll never guess what! Some idiot has sprayed the containers with repair! Everything inside is either destroyed or missing. Why do they even both-" You stopped dead in your tracks. His bed was in direct view of the doorway and there lay Heartman on top of it. One hand grasped the bed sheets, his knuckles white from the strength behind the grip. His mouth was open in what would have been a moan as his other hand frantically stroked his hard cock.

Heartman's eyes grew wide as he froze like a deer caught in the headlights. There was a tense silence for what seemed like forever, neither of you quite knowing what to do. It was him who finally moved to cover himself with a pillow. His face was bright red and he struggled to make eye contact with you. Your mouth still hung open as you tried to get your body to function again. You knew you should run out the room but your legs just wouldn't cooperate.

Heartman's voice was shakey when he finally spoke up.

"Well, you've certainly caught me with my pants down." He forced a laugh and the sound of it snapped you out of your daze. He pushed himself up and swung his legs over the edge of his bed making sure to keep the pillow secure against himself. Then his rambling began

"I'm so sorry you had to see this, I never intended for this to happen. Just with my condition its so hard to... it has just been so long and I- I thought you would be busy with the packages! I never thought that- I can't imagine how traumatic this mus-" He fell silent.

Sometime during his ramblings your feet had carried you to his bedside. You stood over him now and he looked up at you with uncertainty. Something about the way his face had looked caught up in pleasure and the way he had unbuttoned more of his shirt than he normally would stirred something within you. He was attractive on the average day but now... after seeing what you had just seen... you couldn't stop yourself.

You slowly leant down and pressed your lips to his. His eyes went wide for a second before he slowly kissed you back. Cushion forgotten, his hands found your waist tugging you down so you were sat in his lap. You could feel him grow harder against your thigh and it spurred you on. You continued to kiss and nip his lips while your fingers raked through his hair and clung to his half unbuttoned shirt.

Heartman's AED beeped frantically as his heart pounded.

"Ten minutes until Cardiac Arrest."

You pulled back from his lips and pressed your forehead against his.

"We only have ten minutes." You panted as you looked at him. His glasses were knocked askew and his lips were red and swollen.

"That's all I need." He growled quickly flipping you over so he was on top of you. Gone was the awkward nerd you had come to know. He quickly slipped the AED from his body and lay it next to the pair of you on the bed.

His lips found their way to your neck while his hands frantically fumbled with the buttons on your shirt and jeans. When you were finally rid of your clothing he pulled back to admire you. The lustful glint in his eyes softened slightly and he reminded you more of the Heartman you knew.

"You are the most beautiful thing in this world (f/n)." His hand slowly ran over your chest stopping to allow his thumb to brush over your nipple.

The small gesture made you moan louder than you had expected making you blush. You arched your back pushing yourself against his hand. He took the hint and cupped your breast in his hand, massaging it gently. He would have done that all day if he could but the beeping of his AED and the rhythmic throbbing of his cock reminded him of the lack of time the pair of you had.

His fingers trailed down quickly to the warmth between your legs. He chuckled quietly at how wet you had become. Without much warning he aligned himself with your entrance and pushed himself inside with one quick thrust. You yelped and clung to his shirt, pulling him down so you could kiss him passionately. Heartman groaned at the feeling. It had been so long since he had last done this and the pleasure he was feeling was so overwhelming. He could have finish there and then but he wanted to make the most of what little time the pair of you had. You weren't given any time to adjust before he began thrusting as hard and as fast as he could. He buried his face into the crook of your neck allowing him to suck on the sensitive flesh there.

Your nails dug into the skin of his back as he pounded into you. His heavy breathing and moaning in your ear pushed you closer to the edge. You'd be lying if you said you hadn't fantasised about this. He was a catch and his dorky charm was endearing. You didn't think he would be quite this rough but you loved it.

"Five minutes until cardiac arrest."

Heartman frowned and waved his hand muting the device.

"(F/n) I'm so close." He groaned pushing himself up to look down at you.

One of his hands reached between your bodies and rubbed small circles over your clit making your whole body shake.

"Please don't stop!" You moaned moving your hips in time with him.

The added motion pushed him closer and his thrusts became erratic as he chased after his release.

It wasn't long before the two of you reached your climax together.

With a final moan he finally collapsed on top of you panting heavily. You instinctively wrapped your arms gently around him as he caught his breath.

Once he pulled out he lay next to you, making sure the AED didnt fall off the side of the bed in the process.

"That was... wow. Thank you." Heartman chuckled pulling you into his chest. "I forgot how good that could feel."

"I'm glad that I barged in now, you used to do that a lot with me in the other room?." You grinned tracing patterns over his skin.

"I wouldn't say a lot... but there has been occasions. " He laughed pressing his lips to your forehead.

There was a few moments of bliss before you felt him stiffen up. He sat bolt upright eyes wide.

"The packages! You said they were destroyed?!" He shrieked in confusion.

Suddenly his machine flatlined and Heartman fell backwards lifeless against the bed. He really shouldn't mute his machine.

You couldn't help but laugh and prepare what you would say to him when he returned. Something told you that it would be a very strongly worded letter sent to the porters and, if you were lucky, another round of fun.