widemindeddreamer

[widemindeddreamer]

There's always a first time for everything.

Your first day of school..

first dance...

first date....

first kiss..

But this? This.

This was a different type of first. Indescribable at best.

First Timers - Coming Soon

[widemindeddreamer]

Quiet

(Danny Wagner x F Reader)

MINORS DNI!! 18+

Warnings: Smut. it's all sex. Oral if you squint (M Receiving)

Day-Jobs are shit. You work all day with shitty, uptight people for a paycheck that's just enough to make ends meet. You couldn't stand the place, a cubicle, all alone, with no scenery to look at but the picturesque landscape on your computer monitor. A dream it would be to just drop everything you're doing and dive into it, away from the dreary, boring, beige, black and white, depressing......

you snap out of it. 5:00 pm. your shift is over. You look over at the unfinished paperwork, already collecting dust. The library was calling your name. You collect your things and stride out the door, the cool fall breeze flowing over you sending chills down your spine and a wave of comfort through your soul.

The library was super old, and always empty, but you loved it. The aroma of old books always brought you a sense of serenity as you flicked through them, finding one that would spark interest, and as you read, you would dream of a life that was different than the one you have now.

You walk through the library door, the quiet jingle of bells ringing through your ears, and you see him. A new librarian, with long, curly brown hair and eyes that glow with a brown-green hue. He's quiet, different from the usual librarian you see: Mrs. Garner. You try to brush the thought of him away as you do the same thing you always do: Flick through the books and read until you think you might pass out. This time felt different. The thought of him couldn't leave your mind, his eyes burning a hole into the back of your head. You try to maintain contact with the books, but your eyes drift towards him like a magnet. shit...shit...SHIT. he's staring right at me already....How long has he been staring? you thought to yourself. You quickly turn away, face flushed in red, rifling through the books before you can even read the titles. You pick out a random book just to check out. To see him. You approach the desk and you're already trembling. You clear your throat; "Hi," you softly stutter out, "I'm...Y/N, I'd like to check out this ...book. Uhm...here's my uh..card"

He looks up at you and smiles. "I'm Daniel. Daniel Wagner, but you can just call me Danny". You smile back at him, and end up in a conversation, completely discarding the book.

"I'm actually working here as a part-time librarian." he says "I live in the next town over, and I figured since it'd be so quiet, I would never have to deal with anyone, especially since nobody ever comes here." he laughs with a shrug.

"I come here often. I work a full-time job downtown. It's hell, honestly. Co-workers are always rude, my boss is always yelling, piles of paperwork collecting dust bunnies and cobwebs, just waiting to be filled out. This library is the only thing that brings me comfort and feels like...well..home."

"That does sound like hell, I could never work in a place like that." a tone of sympathy in his voice. He glances down to his watch, and smiles.

"It's time for my break, do you," he pauses "do you want to come with me to the break room? We can keep talking and, y'know, get to know each other better" he asks shyly. A simple nod in approval was all it took. The two of you walked to the break room, you both sat on a small couch, with no space for either of you to be completely apart. The gap was completely closed. The conversation continues, sharing information about life outside of jobs, hobbies, the list went on.

It felt like hours had passed, eons, maybe. It felt like you had known Danny since you were children, even though you've only known him for a few hours. Something about him felt right. It made you crave him. He was consuming every thought you had until there was nothing else to think about but Danny and Danny only.

danny...danny...danny...

danny this...danny that...blah blah blah...

The conversation slowly dwindled into silence. Silence so loud you could hear your own heartbeat pounding through your ears. Air so thick with lust and desire you could suffocate. Each hair on your arm standing on end, each and every breath you took almost felt like not taking a breath at all. The anticipation was overwhelming and you couldn't take much more. You felt like it was time to go. You stand up to leave, dusting invisible lint off of your now wrinkled clothes from sitting. As you walk towards the door, swallowing the anxious lump in your throat, a hand grabs your wrist.

Wait.

Don't go.

You turn around to see Danny holding your wrist with almost urgency.

Don't go just yet. Please.

The begging hue in his voice grabbed you tight and reeled you in, you couldn't help but stay with him longer. You needed his presence more than anything now, anyway. You sit even closer to him this time, almost straddling him, and continue to talk more in depth about life.

closer....

closer....

fuck.

You're on his lap now. Straddling him. Nose to nose with Danny.

"when the FUCK did this happen??" you thought to yourself, it felt like you blacked out and the rest was a blur.

Your shirt is now half-buttoned and his hands are on your hips. Your face is a deep red, his face painted with a bright red blush. The "amnesia" of it all subsides as you dive into him feverishly kissing him. Waves crashing upon waves of fervent kissing and touching, it felt endless.

His hands unbutton the rest of your shirt, revealing your lacy blue bra, to which he undoes with one hand and discards to the side. His plush lips kiss down...

down...

down...

down...

They hit your collarbone with the softest kiss, eliciting a soft groan from your throat. He leaves blushing bruises on your collarbone as he moves down to the valley between your breast, giving attention to each on as he softly kisses and marks one, while fidgeting and pulling at the other. He switches, making sure both tits are marked to his satisfaction. He motions for you to stand up, as you do, you discard the rest of your clothes to the side of the room. He unbuttons his shirt, but leaves it

on, and undoes his belt and pulls his pants

down halfway, revealing his boxers and his toned chest. With one swift motion he pulls his cock out, giving it a few gentle strokes before motioning back for you to take a seat.

The way you sink down onto his cock is almost pornographic. His hands glide up from your ass to your hips, guiding them while he thrusts into you.

theres a fire burning inside your core with every thrust as he fucks you. Sweat beading on your forehead and dripping onto his chest.

that's it, baby. Take it just like that

Every praise made you immediately want to burst at the seams and come undone on top of him just like that. His praise was like heaven on earth.

He continues to buck his hips into you, slowly growing more sloppy as he's close to his own release as you are to your own. Your chests are both rising and falling together in heavy pants, both groaning and moaning from the friction.

F...fuck. Yeah right there.

You feel so fucking good on me

Keep going, i'm close..fuck

God, i'm gonna cum

His hips buck into you once more, your orgasms hitting you both like a freight train at the same time. A loud groan escapes Danny's throat when he cums, and it fills you up nicely and drips back onto his cock when he pulls it out. You're seeing white while riding out the high. You never thought you'd be fucking a man you had just met, let alone a librarian.

You weren't finished yet, to Danny's absolute shock you let yourself off of his lap, position yourself on the floor between his legs, and suck his cock absolutely clean, the flavors of both yourself and him colliding together. It was such a dirty acted and you loved it. Danny was absolutely engulfed in the moment, he probably would've came again down your throat, but before he could even put his hands in your hair, you release him from your mouth with a pop and smile as you get up.

You collect his clothes and your own off the floor to put them back on, then head back into the main library area. You picked up the books you discarded before and handed them to Danny for him to check them out.

He stamps the book and hands them back to you with a smile.

Come see me again sometime, will you?

Of course I will.

You smile and exit the library, finally heading home. You're comfy in your bed and crack open the book to read it, but the book wasn't stamped with the name or date.

It was Danny's phone number.

[widemindeddreamer]

"The conversation dwindled into silence. Silence so loud you could hear your own heartbeat pounding through your ears. Air so thick with lust and desire you could suffocate. Each hair on your arm standing on end, each and every breath you took almost felt like not taking a breath at all. The anticipation was overwhelming and you couldn't take much more. You stand up to leave, dusting invisible lint off of your now wrinkled clothes from sitting. As you walk towards the door, swallowing the anxious lump in your throat, a hand grabs your wrist.

"Wait."

"Don't go."

Quiet - Coming Soon

[widemindeddreamer]

Sun-Kissed Skin

Pairing: Josh Kiszka x f!Reader

Summary: What’s a better way to spend your morning than with Josh?

No warnings! A short, heart-warming, almost nauseating fluff one-shot :) enjoy lovelies <3

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Sunlight slanted through the windows, turning his eyes the color of strong tea. - Leigh Bardugo

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The morning sun gleams through the window, bathing white linen sheets in its bright golden light. The gentle glow wakes you from sleep, a dream that still dances quietly through your mind. Wiping the sleep away from your eyes, turning to see the clock on the bedside table reading 7:00 AM. You turn to your other side to see your lover: Josh, a true angel on earth.

He lies still, chest rising and falling in a gentle sleep, his cheeks painted in a soft pink hue. The sun illuminates his sun-kissed skin with a soft bronze glow. You couldn't help but to just pause for a moment and look at him in such a moment of peace. Moments pass by, quietly tracing his features with your eyes. His eyes slowly flutter open, the light drowning his dark eyes as he looks up at you through his eyelashes, eyes now shining a shade of honey-drenched amber.

"What's got you staring, mama?" he says, sleep coating his voice as he stretches. "Just..admiring you. You look so pretty, my love." you give a soft smile and caress his cheek, his eyes fluttering shut once more, as a soft smile paints his face.

Another quiet moment fills the room, the birds heard from a distance, the quiet hum of the fan, the sound of Josh quietly breathing with a sigh as you caress him. His eyes open once more to break the silence.

"You're beautiful, you know that right?"

"I know Josh, you tell me every day at the hour." You sigh with a giggle, already knowing how much he loves you, and wants to be around you.

"Oh," he giggles and shifts his position to his side, his arm propping himself up. "I guess I say it more than I realize, but it's so true, mama. You're the most beautiful person i've ever met."

He trails a kiss from your cheek, to your lips, then down to your neck. A quiet sigh, a hum, vibrates your throat as the plush skin of his lips meet the sweetest spot on your neck. His hands softly graze against your skin in the most beautiful way, an intimate moment shared between you two, and the quiet serenity of the morn. The sun continues to rise as the moments slip between your fingers, the time falling away like sand. The only thing on your mind is his touch. The feeling of his skin pressed to your skin. The feeling of his lips on yours. Just Josh, his presence, everything. You could drown in the feeling of him and never feel the need to come up for air. You loved the almost sickening, sweetest feeling of tenderness. Of care. Of warmth. Of love.

You could spend an eternity intertwined with him, never letting go no matter what, as long as it meant being so close to him for as long as the earth could turn. The air turns cold as the warmth of your bodies uncoil, faces painted in red and pink, skin warm to the touch, and lips plump and dark from passing moments of passion. The sun has nearly reached its peak as the two of you once again join together, with josh wrapping his arms around you as you nuzzle into the crook of his neck. Another long, breathy sigh escapes his lips into the still air, pressing his lips to the top of your head.

“I still think you’re beautiful” He whispers.

“I know.” you reply back, quieter than him, almost silent, but loud enough for the sound of your voice to ring through his ears.

“I know.” You repeat, and drift back into sleep as you melt into his sun-kissed skin.

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