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I’ll take care of you

Pt 1

Warnings: NSFW, Sub!Drew, dom!reader, masturbation (female), handjob, P in V smut, edging, overstimulation, 18+

You pull Drew out of the building and he follows you like a stray puppy. You get in the car after you find out that Drew had a valet drive the car from the helicopter pad where you took off to the landing pad where you landed. The valet wasn’t quite ready to pick you guys up yet given you didn’t use the full estimated time of the picnic because you ate Jack shit. But you didn’t mind because you were teasing Drew all over again trying to gain his stamina back up. And it very much worked. By the time you got in the car his bulge was so big that he couldn’t hide it. Y’all’s place was quite a ways away from where you were, and you just couldn’t wait.

“You look so sexy baby.” You whisper to Drew in his ear after you take your seatbelt off.

“Baby.” He whines. “Come on, I’m driving.”

You don’t care. You start kissing his neck and going up till you reach behind his ear which is his sweet spot. He jerks away from you, trying to get away from the pleasure while he’s driving, but he doesn’t say anything. You grab his head to hold him in place as you start your attack behind his ear again. You can tell he tries to hold back his moans for as long as he can but once you placed your hand right over his package, he moaned loudly and jerked in his seat a bit which caused him to slam on the breaks a little harder than usual. You giggle at his actions as you massage him down there for a couple more seconds before you pull your hand back and sit in your seat. He takes a minute to compose himself mentally before he looks at you and shakes his head.

“You’re going to be the death of me, love.”

You smile to yourself.

“Oh come on. I was just having fun. I like making you feel good.” You say in a sweet voice.

“I know you do baby. But we have to survive this car ride home first.”

You chuckle at his comment.

“Fine, I won’t touch you for the rest of the ride.”

“Thank you.” He responds with a sweet smile.

“I’ll just touch myself.”

His face immediately drops. In an instant you’re pulling up your skirt and pushing down your underwear. Even though he just made you cum no longer than 20 minutes ago, you could go multiple rounds with Drew. But you’re doing this because he loves to watch you. It’s drives him crazy.

“Baby please. We might actually crash.” He says taking quick glances at your exposed flower.

“I trust you won’t let that happen handsome.”

He let out a frustrated whine as he knew he wasn’t winning this one. You took two of your middle fingers and sucked on them. When they were nice and lubricated you slowly traveled them down your body, giving his peripheral view a show. Once you’re at your core you rub your fingers on your clit, and you moan loudly.

“Mmm baby. I can’t wait to make you feel good just like I’m making myself feel good. Hurry up and get us home please.”

“Doing the best I can Y/n.” He says tight lipped.

You keep circling your clit until you feel like you’re wet enough. Once you feel your wetness, you stick your fingers in. You gasp at the feeling. You start going in and out slowly. It’s quiet in the car except for the sounds of other cars outside, so you both heard you making a mess so clearly. And he loved how filthy it sounds. He can’t help but to fully look over at your actions. He parts his lips in awe and he pants through his mouth. He’s so hot. He could make you cum just by looking at him.

“Like what you see baby?”

He dumbly nods as if he has not control over his body. He looks about ready to get on his hands and knees to eat you.

“Eyes on the road baby. Since you were so worried about it before.” As you move your fingers faster so the squelching sound of your core gets quicker. He looks in his rear view and his side mirror, and you know he’s thinking to pull over.

“Don’t pull over.” You say just as he touched the blinker.

“Why?” He whines.

“Because once I’m done having my way with you, you’d be too exhausted to drive baby.”

He clenched his jaw trying to keep his composure once again, but you just go faster. The faster you go the louder you moan.

“Baby girl please, you’re going to make my cum in my pants again.” He says as he palms himself. You love teasing him, however you can’t have him cumming just yet. So against your better judgment you decide to stop teasing him.

“Okay baby. I’ll stop.”

You pull your fingers out and he immediately turns to you with his mouth open. You gladly gave him what he wanted as he sucked off all of you off your fingers. He moans around your fingers.

“Thank you baby.”

You stay in your seat and check him out the entire ride back. As soon as we were in the neighborhood. You attacked him with so many kisses. Neck, face, jaw, ears. He pulled into the driveway and parks. You can feel his energy switch from having to hold back to letting it all loose. He grabs your hair and kisses you back with full force. He sticks his tongue in your mouth and moans in your mouth.

“Can we go inside now?” He asked.

“Of course baby.” You both unbuckle your seatbelt as you basically race to the door. And soon as you get in you immediately slam him into the door and kisses him. He hums into the kiss and grabs both of your thighs. He does this to you telling you to jump so he could carry toy but you deny him this time.

“No baby, it’s time for me to make you feel good. Let’s go upstairs.” You take his hand as he follows you upstairs.

Once you get in the bedroom you close the door. You drag Drew to the bed and push him on top of it. His legs are still dangling off so you straddle his lower stomach as you lean down to kiss him. While kissing you back, he sits up causing you to slide down to be seated on his crotch. He moans at the immediate contact. You move your hips back and forth to make him moan louder which he does.

“Come on Y/n stop teasing.”

“It’s our engagement night baby, I can tease you for as long as I want.”

He took strained exhale as you circle his crotch harder than you did the last time. But ultimately you decide it’s enough teasing for your own sake.

You get off his lap as you help him take off his shirt and pants.

“Lay close to the headboard, baby.”

He listens immediately. You love when Drew’s subby side comes out. He’s so cute that you can’t help but give him what he wants. You give him a show by striping down to your underwear and straddling him. You once again grind yourself down on him. And he jerks his whole body and huffs out a moan as his hands comes to your hips. You take his hands off my hips and place them beside his head and hold them there with your weight as you decided to grind harder and faster.

“Ngh, fuck baby.”

“Feels good, Drew?” You asked just like he asked you in that building. He nods his head unwilling to comprehend words. He looks so hot right now, just taking whatever you give him and he doesn’t even complain. You get off and pull his underwear down and his dick springs out and slaps his stomach. He shuts his eyes in anticipation of what you were going to do. By the time you completely got his underwear off for him he already created a pool of precum on his stomach. You grab his dick from the base and lick his stomach clean. He looks down at you in awe. You come back up facing him, still holding the base of his dock in your hands. He stares up at you with his big blue eyes waiting for you to do something. So you do. You don’t warm him up by going slow, you go straight into jack hammer mode. His precum is creating perfect lube for you as it’s constantly leaking out.

He shouts so loudly from being caught off guard. He squirms his hips and shakes his head.

“Mmm baby please!”

“What’s wrong hun?”

“I can’t!”

“You can what baby?” You respond as you keep your pace exactly the same. He moans three times in a row. Before squirming again.

“It’s too much!”

“Too much? We barely got started Drew.”

He’s trying to be good for you. So much. But you are making it so hard for him. You keep jerking him off at the same pace and when his body starts to shake and convulse because of him trying to hold his orgasm back. You stopped.

“You’re doing so good for me Drew.”

He whimpers with his eyes closed. His hands covers his face as he feels like he needs time to recover. You’ve never seen him this subby before. You slid up the bed to meet him at his face. You pry his hands away from his face.

“You okay baby?”

He nods and tries to cover his face again but you stop him.

“Hey, I need you to use words baby.” You say in the softest voice you could manage.

“I’m okay mama. I was just really close to cumming. It took a lot of energy to stop it.”

“Okay, do you want some water?”

He shook his head.

“No, just give me a minute please.”

“Anything for you baby.”

You leaned down to kiss him which he gladly accepts. He says he didn’t want any water but you remembered you have a bottle in the nightstand so you reach over and open the drawer to get it. You tell him to take a sip of it, then you put it back. You kiss him all over his face until he’s ready again.

“Okay I’m ready.” He says after a couple of minutes. You kiss him deeply as you mix your tongues together and moan into eachothers mouths. You pull away to take your underwear off your body.

“You ready for me baby?”

He whimpers and nods before you give him a slight smack to the cheek to remind him to use his words.

“Yes beautiful. I’m ready for you. I always am.”

Without anymore words, you slide right down his dick to the brim. He throws his head back and jerks his hands to almost touch your hips, but caught himself before he could do it.

“Can I touch you baby, please?”

“Not yet baby, be patient.” You say as you push his hands back down to the sides of his face. He moves his hands to grip the headboard so he wouldn’t be tempted. He lets out breathy moans as you fuck him into yesterday. He looks so good that you start feeling too good for your own body. You won’t be able to last long with him being so good all night.

He threw his head back again and moaned louder as you changed the pace.

“That feels good Drew?”

He nods deliriously. “Mhm.” Is the only thing he could salvage. You start riding him faster trying to make him feel good as possible. You leaned down and suckled behind his ear knowing that would drive him crazy. He literally shouted.

“Baby, can I- can I cum?”

“Mm I don’t know Drew. You edged me earlier because you said I was being a tease just because i wanted my crazy attractive, amazing boyfriend to feel good. I think that’s a little mean, don’t you think?” You asked a bit out of breath from your excursions.

“Mmm.” Is all he got out. You know because he used up all of his energy to hold his orgasm back before he doesn’t have the energy to hold it for too long if you keep fucking him. You wait too hear one more loud shout before you pull him out. He lets out a relieved but a breath control exhale.

“Just breathe baby. I got you. It’s okay.” You say before you slid down on his dick again but harder this time.

Drew’s eyes roll to the back of his head as he shakes his head no. He lets in a long inhale, but he lets it out in staggers.

“Breathe baby, it’s okay, you got it.”

He shakes his head again.

“Baby I’m going to cum!” He says in a higher pitched voice than normal.

“It’s okay baby you could cum.”

That’s all he needed for him to let go completely. He lets out a strangled moan as his release sucker punches him in the gut.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” The last fuck was drawn out.

You keep fucking him through his orgasm. When he comes down he moves his hands from the headboards trying to stop you, you take his hands again and hold it down with your weight. He can obviously take control if he really wanted to given he was stronger than you but he loved letting you take control.

“Baby it’s too much! I’m too sensitive!”

You poked your lips out at him giving him a mock sad face.

“I know baby. But do you think you could handle it until I cum?”

He rolls his eyes closed and nods.

“Anything for you my love.”

You lean down to kiss him softly. You love this man with all your heart. You pick up the pace a little and he furrows his brows from his sensitivity.

“It’s okay baby, I’m almost there okay.”

He nods. You take your middle fingers and stick them into Drew’s moist and he sucks on them immediately. He knew exactly what you wanted, and he knows you find it so hot when he does that. You take your fingers out his mouth with a pop as you move your fingers to rub your clit. You take your other hand and guide his hand to your body, silently telling him he could touch you now.

From to the way Drew looks to the way he is acting, it’s turning you on so bad, you’re right on the brink of an orgasm. He’s gripping you everywhere, trying to make up for lost time where he couldn’t touch you.

Right when your core starts clenching when you’re close, Drew body starts jerking again. His head thrashed from side to side.

“What’s happening to me?” He whimpers and squeezes your hips so tight you might be bruised in the morning.

You keep going knowing that another orgasm blindsided Drew and he didn’t know he could have orgasms back to back like that. You keep going and you too go over the edge when you hear the most beautiful guttural sound from your fiancé.

“Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit.” He chants along with some other things you can’t quite make out. You moan in his ear as you finish your orgasm as well.

You lie on his chest as you both come down. When you come down you notice Drew still have aftershocks of his orgasm. You pull him out of you as he hisses. You could still see small spurts of cum leaving his dick. You look at his whole body in awe right now. Totally fucked out, flushed skin all over, and as you suspected he has no energy at all. He is dozing off by the time you go get cleaned up. You take a washcloth and start to wipe him down. He jerks hard and tries to push your hand away.

“Please, no more.”

“I know baby. It’s over I got to clean you up. I’m sorry.” You kiss his hip in consolation. But that didn’t stop his squirming as you cleaned him.

“Okay all done.”

He holds out his arms for you to cuddle him which you gladly do after throwing the washcloth in the hamper. He lays his head on your chest.

“Goodnight my beautiful fiancé.”

Even after fucking him delirious he still knows what to say.

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For Richer or for Poorer

Pt. 2

Pt.1

This past week has been the hardest I have ever worked. Growing up seeing my dad and brothers work, I always knew was difficult, but doing it yourself is on another level. So I can only imagine what the boss feels. It’s Friday so luckily it’s the last day of the week for us.

Although Mr. Beresford has two meetings today which I have to attend. As I am organizing my planner for next week, I get an email. It’s from one of the companies we have a meeting with saying they can no longer meet at 3, and can only meet after 5. I would normally look skeptical because the normal work day ends at 5, but Mr. Beresford stays in his office long after I leave for the day. Before I send the company a confirmation, I check Mr. Beresford’s agenda and I see that he has a free period between 5:30 and 7. So I gather my notepad and walk my way to Mr. Beresford’s office. Once I’m there, I knock, then crack the door.

“Mr. Beresford, your 3 o’clock rescheduled for a later appointment, so I put you down for 6.”

“Thank you, Ms. Y/l/n.”

I close the door as I go back to my office, and send the company the confirmation for 6. They respond swiftly saying that they will be here at 6. I mentally prepare myself for a long day after the normal work hours.

I wonder if Rachel has any tips on my note taking, so I decide to speed dial 5.

“Hello?”

“Hey, Rachel I was wondering if you have any tips on how to take notes for the meeting. I have been taking notes this past week but Mr. Beresford didn’t seem to need them. But because there is two meetings today, he might need them to recollect the specifics the different meetings.”

“Yeah of course.” She gives me the spill of how she used to take notes, but she says Mr. Beresford did not like the way she took notes, because she wrote it in her own understanding instead of his.

“Okay, because we have another meeting after the one that starts in 15 minutes. And it’s after 5 o’clock, so I definitely need to take notes to the best of my ability. Or his I guess.”

“Get used to that.” She says with a sigh.

“What taking notes? Or staying after 5?”

“Well, both actually.”

“I have to stay after 5, everyday with him?”

“Well, yes. Haven’t you been doing that so far?”

“No, I have been leaving around 5:30.”

“Y/n, no. The assistant stays with the boss until he tells you to leave.”

My father has had assistants but he never kept one long enough for me to see how they were supposed to behave.

“Oh no. Why didn’t he tell me?”

“I don’t know, he probably thought you’d just know given your father has a business.”

“My father did everything on his own.” I say curtly. I hate discussing my family and their success, the reason why I left is to start my own. So when someone brings them up, I try to be tight lipped about them.

“Also, it wasn’t in the job description.”

“It’s not, but it’s commonly preferred.”

I think for a bit. I feel bad that I possibly left Mr. Beresford to do everything alone. I never suspected I was doing anything wrong. Every morning when I entered after giving Mr. Beresford his coffee and breakfast, notes he took from the previous night was sat on my desk.

I look over at the time and see it’s 5 till the meeting.

“Hey Rachel I have to go.”

“Okay, talk to you later.” She says before promptly hanging up.

I grab my notepad and get up to walk down to the conference room. When I get there I notice Mr. Beresford and a couple of our staff is already seated. I quickly take the seat on Mr. Beresford’s left. Once I sit, he looks up from his laptop and smile.

“Mr. Beresford.” I say greeting him.

“Ms. Y/l/n.”

I look around at everyone else engaging in their own conversations. I scoot a bit forward closer to Mr. Beresford.

“Why didn’t you tell me I was supposed to stay after with you everyday?”

“I supposed you knew. And if not you’d figure it out eventually. Plus I’ve been used to-“ he pauses and looks back down at his computer, “working alone.”

Just as I about to ask what he meant the company we are meeting with walked in. Mr. Beresford stood up, which caused me to follow suit. We all greeted each other by shaking hands.

Once everyone was aquatinted and seated, Mr. Beresford walks to the other end of the table with no chair.

“Shall we get started?”

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I tried to take notes most accurate to Mr. Beresford’s. Mimicking his note taking style from the one he leaves on my desk every night. Based on the meeting details, I could give him the notes at the end of the day so I have enough time to tweak it if I see something unfitting.

It’s now 30 minutes until the 6:00 meeting. We had lunch at 3 since the meeting was pushed back. Although, I like to work better with a snack so I decide to go downstairs to the donut shop to get a donut and a coffee. After I gathered my purse, I knocked on Mr. Beresford’s door.

“Mr. Beresford, I’m going downstairs to get a donut, do you want anything?”

He doesn’t respond. After a minute of waiting, I knock on his door again, then open the door and peek in.

“Mr. Beresford?”

He looks up at me from his computer with a stoic look.

“No thank you. I am not supposed to be eating that stuff.”

I notice he seems a bit down so I don’t push him on it.

“Okay, I’ll be right back.”

I am back within 10 minutes. I finish my coffee before I make it back to my office. As I’m walking back I contemplate either going to my office or Mr. Beresford’s. I decide on Mr. Beresford’s office of course. I knock on the door once again. He doesn’t respond like normally but I decide to turn the knob anyway. As I come in the room uninvited, he looks at me confused.

With my donut in hand I decide to sit in a seat in front of him.

“Hi.” I say before taking a bite of my donut.

“Hi?” He says confused. He continues to look at me confused as of to say, why are you here.

“What?” I question his confused look.

He shakes his head. “Normally people don’t just come in my office and sit down. Just to say hi.”

“Well I’m not normal people. I’m your assistant so I can do that.” I say with a smile.

He smirks a bit before changing his face to serious.

“Look. I know I met you before the job interview. And I gave you a well deserved compliment based on your looks, but our relationship needs to be strictly professional.”

What he said caught me off guard. I wasn’t trying to come onto him. Even though he is insanely good looking. I just wanted to start a conversation given he was so busy this whole week.

“Oh.” I say as I nod and start to get up to leave.

“But-“ he says as he sees me get up. “You can stay. At least until the meeting starts. We can walk down together.”

“Okay.” I say with a small smile. I don’t want to say the wrong thing because I don’t want him to think I am trying to build a relationship that’s not professional.

“So, why don’t you eat donuts? Is it your diet?”

He once again looks down at his computer. I know he was down earlier but I thought he was okay now. Before I was able to apologize for prying he answers.

“Yeah, it’s my diet. I actually haven’t had a donut in 5 years.”

“Really?”

He nods and looks up at me from his computer. I give him a cunning smile and hold up my donut.

“You want a bite?”

“No, I’m okay.” He says chuckling.

“Come on. It’s a bite. What is a bite gonna do?”

He looks at me for a couple seconds before he lightly nods. He motions his fingers for me to bring the donut closer. I stand up to bring it close enough for him to take but instead he bites it straight off the donut. My heart skips a beat with his held eye contact on me. As he pulls away I have to mentally tell myself to act normal. I sit back down trying to shake that hot memory out of my head. I look up to him and he’s still chewing. I wait a couple seconds after he swallows it and I’m met with silence.

“Well?”

He starts smiling. Like a real smile, not a smirk.

“That was really good.”

“See I told you. You just have to trust your smart assistant sometimes.”

He smirks and huffs out a laugh. I check my watch and realize it’s seven till 6.

“Oh, we have to go.”

I stand up and he follows after me down the hall. It’s just us when we enter the conference room.

“Where is everybody?”

“Well the staff isn’t required to stay after 5, so we’re just waiting on the company that we’re meeting with.”

We continue to wait for exactly 7 minutes before Mr. Beresford stands up.

“Where are you going?”

“They’re late. I’m leaving.”

“Wha- leaving? Just like that?”

“Yes, just like that.”

As he moves to walk out the conference room door, the company walks in the door.

“Shall we get this over with?” The man who comes in first says, throwing his coat at the woman who came in after him.

Mr. Beresford looks back at me before turning to the man who spoke.

“Mr. Johnson, we are not going further with this merger.”

“Why not? I put in a lot of money for this deal.” The man named Mr. Johnson says.

“You can keep your deal, and you can keep your money. I’m all about creating jobs for people. I need my partners to be punctual as well as considerate. Because if not, I know you will treat your employees the same way. And so far from what I’ve seen,” he gestures to the woman behind him, “you are not very considerate to your employees.”

I don’t know why, but that whole scene made me have a heartbeat in my core. My mouth is agape. I have never seen anyone respectfully decline a disrespectful person regardless of their money.

“Come on, Ms. Y/l/n.”

I immediately jump up to stand beside him. He puts his hand on my back as he guides me out of the room.

“You can see yourself out.” He says as we past them out the door. Just before we leave, I give a sympathetic look to the woman.

“I’m sorry you had to see that, people like that really get under my skin.”

“Don’t apologize. You did the right thing.”

He looks down at his feet as we continue walking together.

“Could you… come back to my office with me. I like the company.” He asks seemingly nervously. I smile up at him before nodding.

“Sure let me just get the rest of my things.” We reach my office door and he goes inside of his. I gather my purse and previous notes. I stay in my office a bit longer than suspected, checking and responded to thank you emails on Mr. Beresford’s behalf. I’m finished about 10 minutes later and I start to walk to Mr. Beresford’s office. I knock on the door, and there wasn’t an answer like usual.

“Mr. Beresford, it’s me.” Still no answer.

I open the door expecting him to look up at me from his computer, but he wasn’t there. I know he didn’t walk out of his office because I would’ve saw given that my office is right next to his corner office.

“Mr. Beresford?” I ask looking around the office. I notice that his chair is a bit pushed back than normal. I walk over to his chair to see why and immediately my heart drops. He is passed out on the floor behind his desk.

“Oh, shit! Mr. Beresford!” I kneel down to feel his forehead I don’t feel it being warm. I fumble for my purse to grab my cell to call 911.

I tell dispatch what happened and what building and floor were on. They had an ambulance out here in minutes once they found out it was Clay Beresford. When the officers get here, I have Mr. Beresford’s head in my lap so it wouldn’t be on the hard ground. They remove him off of me and put him on a stretcher.

“Be careful with him. I don’t know what happened.” I say with a shaky voice.

One of the officers that is not carrying him turns to me.

“Ma’am, calm down. We know how to deal with a heart transplant patient.”

Once he says that I am stunned.

“A what?”

“4 years ago Clayton Beresford, had a heart transplant from his mother after the whole doctor team tried to murder him. It was on the news for weeks.” He looks at me like the information he gave me was so obvious and everyone else knew about it.

“Wha-“ I can’t even process what he just said. As his assistant why wasn’t I notified of his condition. 10 million questions run in my head but I realize as his assistant I should be with him also. I find the stamina to get up on my shaky legs and follow them to the elevator. Once we get outside I climb in the ambulance after they put Mr. Beresford in it. I stare at Mr. Beresford seemingly lifeless body, and it scares the shit out of me. I grab his hand and hope everything is okay.

Once we get to the hospital, he gets put on an IV. And i have to wait in the waiting room while they check to see what’s wrong with him. I rock in my chair nervously wondering what I’m going to do if he doesn’t make it out of this. He was just starting to become my friend even with him saying he wanted a strictly professional relationship. As I am thinking to myself as Beresford was called. I stood up and walked to the doctor.

“How is he?”

“Mr. Beresford is doing just fine.”

I let out a long relieved sigh.

“He had a small relapse due to his heart transplant.”

“Do you know what caused it?”

“We can’t be sure. With heart transplants, this could be caused by anything. Did he recently have any changes of diet, or exercise?”

I shake my head no, trying to think. Then suddenly it clicks.

“I gave him a bite of my donut. Do you think that what caused this?” I say devastated. I can’t bear a man’s life almost ending because of me.

“I’m sorry, but that’s a very real possibility. It’s the most probable possibility given that everything was fine until tonight.”

I look around and cover my mouth, knowing that I almost killed Mr. Beresford.

“Can I see him?”

“Of course but he’s resting right now. It might be a little while before he wakes up.”

“Okay. Thank you.”

She puts her hand on my should in sympathy and walks me to his room. Once I go in I see him sleeping on the bed with 3 different tubes attached to him. I put my hand over my mouth as I sob looking at him. I did that. I walk over beside his bed and sit in the seat that was there. I grab his hand and wait for him to wake. As I wait, I dosed off to sleep still grabbing his hand.

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He starts stirring which wakes me up. I squeeze his hand tighter with purpose letting him know that I was here for him. He squeezed it back but his eyes are still closed.

“Mr. Beresford.” I whisper as I stand up to get closer to his face. He hums and opens his eyes. He looks around confused before his eyes land on me, shocked.

“What happened.” He says groggily.

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

He shakes his head in confusion.

“Why didn’t you tell me about your heart?” I say before I full on sob right in front of my boss. “It was my fault, I’m so sorry.”

He looks at me confused still.

“I’m so sorry.”

“Hey, take a breath.” He says and he grabs my other hand with his other hand. “What happened?”

“They say you had a relapse because of the donut I gave you. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have pushed you to eat it.”

“Hey. Y/n, I am an adult. You didn’t push me to do anything. I ate it because I wanted to.”

I am too hysterical to realize that was his first time calling me by my first name.

“Do you want me to call anyone?”

He looks into my red, puffy eyes then looks forward.

“I don’t have anyone.” He says softly.

I don’t know what he means by that but he’s gone through enough so I don’t push him on it. It seems like I’m the only one going to be here from him tonight. I start to sit on the bed next to him slowly waiting for any signs of his uncomfortably. He nodded for me to continue to sit, still having both of our hands holding. I look him in the eyes and my eyes start to water again.

He wipes my tears with his fingers.

“Stop it. It wasn’t your fault.” He says as he tugs my hands so I can go closer to him. He pulls me into a hug, which causes me to have to lay on his chest. I carefully avoid the tubes attached to him, not trying to mess him up further.

“I’m going to be okay.”

We stay like this in silence for a couple of minutes.

“I thought you wanted to keep a professional relationship.” I joke through a sad voice.

“Screw that.”

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That sure took a turn. 😬

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Who cares what everyone else thinks

Warnings: NSFW, this story contains mature scenes, dom/sub dynamics, 18+

Pt 1

Pt 2

Pt 3

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Your special day

Pt. 2

Warnings: NSFW, Dirty talk, fingering, teasing, slight overstimulation if you squint, 18+

You wake up to the sound of the alarm. You turn it off and turn next to your boyfriend sleeping soundlessly. You admire him for a few minutes before you have to wake him up. You start to kiss his cheek, then his other cheek. Then his lips as you travel down his body. He starts stirring when you get to his chest. You go slower knowing his abdomen is the place where he is the most sensitive. His eyes open when you get to the top of his abs.

“Hello.” He drawls out in a deep morning voice.

“Good morning.” You say before you continue to kiss him.

“Happy anniversary, baby.” He says breathlessly.

You smile into my kisses. “Happy anniversary, baby.” You respond back. You come back up to his face and hover over him. He smiles up at you and moves his head upwards to kiss you. You move your head to tease him. He tries again, and you move your head again. He rolls his eyes, and grips the back of your hair and holds you there and kisses you. He deepens the kiss and slips his tongue in your mouth. You welcome it and moans into his mouth which caused him to moan into yours. “Shit.”

He pulls your hair to stop the kiss. He looks into your eyes, then gives you one last kiss.

“Come on baby. We need to start getting ready.”

“But-“ you say as you try to move your head to kiss him but he holds it.

“If I kiss you again then we’re not leaving this bed today, and I have plans for us so, get up.”

He spanks your ass as he lets go of your hair to get up. You let out a sigh and fall to the bed.

“Come on, y/n. Get up and get dressed.”

“Drew.” You drag on.

“Y/n, I will pick out your outfit.”

“Nope I’m up!”

He knows you’re big on my fashion statements. You don’t like for people to tell you what you could and couldn’t like. You pick out a high waisted mini leather skirt and a black turtle neck with knee high black socks. You put aside your loubiton heels that Drew bought you to wear. As you’re putting on your gold jewelry in the mirror drew comes behind you and kisses your neck. You smile and look at him in the mirror. You turn around to get a full look at him. He is wearing a white cotton button up with it buttoned halfway up with black slacks. You rub your fingers on his exposed chest, and pull on his gold chain to lower his face towards you.

“You look really good baby.” You say before you kiss him. He loves it when you compliment him.

“That’s all you baby.” You smile into the kiss. He pulls away once again. He pulls you into a hug and buries his face into your neck, as you rub his back. “You smell really good.”

“Thank you baby.”

We stay like that for a while, and he doesn’t pull away. “You okay baby?”

He nods into your neck. You know something is going on in his head but you don’t know what.

He finally pulls away so you can finish getting ready. You finish putting in all your gold earrings, in all your piercings. You tame your curls with some crème as Drew helped me a bit. You normally hate people messing in your hair, but you love for Drew to be included in what’s important to you. You love that he loves your hair, because you do too.

“Okay, I’m ready baby.” You say as you grab your purse.

“Where’s your shoes?” He looks around the room.

“Oh right, I left the in the closet.”

He goes into the closet to get them. He comes out with them then kneels in front of you. Your stomach gets butterflies from flashbacks of him kneeling for you before. He grabs your foot and slides on one shoe, then grabs the other and does the same thing. He stands up and is only a couple of inches taller than you now because of the heels. He kisses your forehead and puts his hand on your lower back as he guides you out of the room. When you both go downstairs, he grabs your hands to help you balance. When you both get out to the car he opens the door for you. And gets in the driving seat.

“What do you have planned for us today, Drew?”

“It’s a surprise baby.”

As he drives you wherever, you sneak glances at him admiring how good he looks. You are so lucky that he picked you out of all the girls he could’ve had.

“Stop staring baby, you’re making me nervous.” He glanced at you before looking back at the road.

“I’m sorry that my boyfriend is so hot that I can’t stop staring.”

He shakes his head as he blushes at your statement. “I love you, baby.”

“I love you more.”

Once you guys get to the place, he parks in the parking garage then opens your door once again. He guides you in a building it seems to be a back door because it was through the garage. Once you both get into the building you immediately recognize the patterned carpet and the coloring. It’s a theatre. You guys go through security then he guides you to another door. The man standing outside the door opens it for you both as you enter. Once you enter your jaw drops. You are in an individual balcony.

“Drew! How did you get this?”

“I have my ways.”

You walk over to the wall and peek over. As you see all the people taking their seats. Drew comes up behind me and hugs me. You lean your head back on his shoulder.

“This is amazing baby.”

“You’re amazing. You deserve everything that’s coming today.”

“There’s something else Drew? What is it?” You say as you turn around in his arms, smiling up at him.

He smiles down at you looking at your red lips. “You know I can’t tell you baby.”

You shake your head at him in disbelief but you’re still smiling. He leans down to kiss you. He tries to deepen the kiss but you pull back. He chases you as you lean back more.

“Baby, come on. I have on lipstick and I forgot my mirror to reapply it. And I can’t leave right now to fix it.”

He narrows his eyes at you and give you an incredulous look. But he knows you normally wouldn’t care about your lipstick so he let it slide today. Once the show started you know all the songs. Every time you sang a song Drew laughed at you for knowing the lyrics even though you’ve never been to the show in person before.

You love broadway shows but being with Drew, it’s distracting. Once the song you like is over, you turn to whisper to him.

“You know, no one would know if we fucked right now.” You say as you grab his leg dangerously close to his most prized possession.

“Baby please.” He pleads as he places his hand over yours on his leg.

“What? Don’t you want me?” You say as you kiss him on his neck leaving a lipstick stain.

He huffs harshly as he clenched his jaw. He slowly closes his eyes before he opens them and looks at you sternly.

“Y/n, stop it. I have stuff planned for us today, and if you keep this up we won’t be able to do any of it.”

You would normally be really bratty but I know he worked hard today to make you happy so you decide to leave him alone. Once you both finish the play, you are escorted out of the back door. You grab his hand as you both walk back to the car.

Once you are both in he turns on the engine and leans on the steering wheel.

“Are you okay baby?” You ask as you run your hands through his buzzed hair.

“Yeah.” He whispers.

“What’s wrong?” You ask as you turn towards him in your seat leaning to the drivers seat, trying to lift his head.

“You’re what’s wrong.” He said with a frustrated chuckle.

“What did I do?”

He looks up and gives you an obvious look. He grabs your hand and guides it toward his crotch. You feel his very hard bulge, and smirk. He can’t help but forces you to squeeze your hand. He whimpers at the feeling.

“Baby, I know you worked really hard on today, but if you want we don’t have to go anywhere else, we could go straight home.”

“No.” He sighs out. “Just give me a second.”

“Okay baby. You just want to talk in the meantime.”

“No, your voice would just turn me on even more.”

You smile and straighten your posture to look straight out of the windshield. You wait for about 3 minutes before Drew puts the car in drive and starts to drive out of the garage. Once you both leave out you note that it’s darker than it was when you went in which was around 2. You try not to mess with Drew the whole ride but it’s hard when he looks this good.

You put your heeled foot on the dashboard as you “fix” your socks by pulling them up on each leg. You know that Drew is looking, even though he doesn’t do anything. But it’s fun teasing him, because you know he’ll make you pay for it when you get home.

Once you both arrive at the new place, Drew parks in an almost empty parking lot. It’s not much lighting where you guys are parked so you can’t see much for context again. But what you do know is that’s it’s loud. He opens his door and adjust himself before he comes around and opens your door.

“Where are we Drew?”

“You’ll see, my love.”

You wrap your arms around his waist at his nickname for you. You go inside of a building that looks like a hanger. Once you go inside someone greets Drew.

“Hello, Mr. Starkey. Everything is prepared, just follow me.”

You both follow him to another door outside the hanger as you see a landing platform with a helicopter running on it. That’s what that noise was.

“Drew!” You look at him up shocked.

“I know you love the city at night so I wanted to show you what it looks like from the sky.” He says in your ear because of how loud the helicopter was. You was smiling from ear to ear. You walked to the helicopter. The closer you guys got, the more your curls went every which way because of the wind caused by the propellers.

Once you got to the helicopter a man was already in it. Drew lifted you by the hips to help you in the helicopter while the man grabbed your hand to help you. Then after you, Drew swung in with ease. The man gave both you and Drew headphones so you both can hear each other in the helicopter. He gives y’all the rules and conditions before you fly off. Once you lift off the ground, you grab Drew’s arm in excitement. The city looks so beautiful and the lights at night make it look magical.

“Drew this is beautiful.”

“You’re beautiful baby.”

“Stop it.” You say as you blush mainly because of the other people in the helicopter. He holds you tighter against him by your hips as you look out of the open door of the helicopter. You lean your head on Drew’s shoulder as you snap a few pictures of what you see, and a few of you two as well. You have always loved New York at night but seeing the city this way is unbelievable.

Once y’all land, you notice it’s not the same landing pad you left on. Drew helps you out of the helicopter.

“Are we going home now?” You ask him loudly since the helicopter is still on. Your hair flying everywhere as he looks at you and shakes his head no.

“We have one more thing to do baby.”

He grabs your hand and led you to a door from the roof to downstairs. You go one floor down and he opens the door. The lighting was dim and the walls were glass so you could see the sky beautifully. As y’all entered more into the room, you noticed there was no furniture anywhere. Just a floor and in the back wall you noticed candles and a blanket. He made a picnic for you.

“Drew.” You whisper.

“It’s not much. I would’ve did it outside but I know how much you hate the bugs.”

You chuckle. “I do.”

As we sit you notice you could see the moon perfectly from where you both are sitting. It’s a full moon big as day.

“Drew look! It’s the moon!” You say as you point to it.

“I know I looked for the best possible location to see the moon for indoors that this is the best that I could find.”

“Baby, it’s perfect.” You say as you grab his hand.

“You’re perfect.”

Your heart just can’t take it anymore. You crawl over to him and sit in his lap and kisses him. He wraps his arms around you as he kisses you back.

“What did you bring us?” You ask in between kisses, references the food. He just hums, as he can’t get a word out. He deepens the kiss but suddenly stops.

“What’s wrong?” You ask.

He shakes his head as he guide you off of his lap. He stands up and takes your hand and guide you to the window so you can see the moon even more clearer. You suddenly feel his presence not there beside you anymore. You look to your left to see him not there anymore then you look to your right but you don’t find him standing up beside you. He is on one knee.

You gasp so loud.

“Y/f/n Y/l/n, from the first night I met you, you were the queen of my life. I love every minute I spent with you and I don’t want to spend another minute without knowing you will be in my life forever. I love you so much baby, and I want to spend forever with you. Will you marry me?”

“Joseph Andrew Starkey,” you look a mess right now. Tears rolling down your face, red lipstick smeared from your recent make out session. But you don’t care about any of that right now. All you care about is the man in front of you. “Of course I’ll marry you baby. I love you so much.”

You kneel down with him as he puts the ring on your finger. You kiss him like there no tomorrow. Now you know what he’s been so worried about. He wanted to make all of this perfect. For you.

“Shit, I was so nervous.” He says after y’all pull away.

“Why baby?”

“I don’t know, I just- really wanted you to say yes.”

“Well I did.” You say as you show off your ring finger.

“You did.” He repeats.

You look into his eyes and you both feel the same thing: hunger. And not for the food Drew was so lovely to put together but for eachother. You both dive into each other’s lips.

You start to kiss down his neck like you started to earlier. And Drew moans loudly. You guess all that pent up frustration all day since this morning is coming out. But even then he stopped you.

“I want today to be about you baby.” He said as he lays you down on the blanket.

“But baby I want to make you feel good too.”

He shushes you as he kisses down your jaw. He knows the exact spot you’re sensitive at, so he attacked it. It makes you moan loudly as well which makes him growl as he tried to pry your turtle neck off but it’s tucked. You help him untuck it to take it off. He travels down your neck continuing to attack your body with hickies.

“Mmm baby.”

He chuckles at your pleasure as he unzips your skirt to pull it down. As well as your heels and socks. He kisses your ankle, then your calf, as he goes up to your panties. He doesn’t take them off just yet tho. He rubs your core with his thumb through you underwear.

“So wet baby.”

“Please.”

“Please what baby girl? What you want?”

“Fuck me with your fingers baby.”

“That’s my girl.”

He takes off your underwear and puts one finger in you. It feels spectacular, given that his fingers were thicker than yours. He goes torturingly slow at first. You lift your hips to encourage him to go faster. He holds your hips down with his other arm.

“Baby pl-“

Before you could get the full plead out, he is speeding up increasingly faster. You need more.

“You need more mama?” He ask as if he could read your mind.

“Yes Drew, I need more.”

He adds another finger and starts fingering you at an astounding pace. You start squirming your hips trying to get away but wanting more at the same time.

“Where you going baby? I thought this is what you wanted?” He teases as he continues the pace.

“Ahh shit Drew.” Is all you could make out for an answer. He laughs under his breath.

“Feels good mama?”

“Mmm Drew.”

“What is it baby?”

“Feels so good.”

He smirks as you just fed his overgrown ego when it comes to making you feel good. He curls his fingers forward towards your G spot. You gasp loudly before throwing your head back in pleasure letting out several moans. You try to close your legs involuntarily, but Drew pries them back open and pressed them against your chest.

“Hold your legs for me baby.”

You do as he says, before he curls his fingers to hit the g-spot again at a really fast pace.

You mumble incoherent words as your pleasure overcomes you.

“That’s your spot baby? I’m making you feel good?”

His word just spur you on, and make that coil in your stomach tighten. You moan even louder as he quickens the pace even more.

“I asked you a question baby. You gonna answer me?”

“Yes, it feels so good, Drew. You’re making me feel good.”

“Yeah? Your fiancé is finger fucking you good?”

“Holy fuck.”

You don’t know what’s gotten into Drew but you love it. He normally dirty talks but this is on another level.

“Mmm Drew can I -?”

“You want to cum baby?”

“Mhm.”

“I don’t know if I should let you, you were being quite the tease earlier. Maybe I should just tease you and leave you wanting more.”

He says this but his actions are the opposite. He takes his other hand a removes it from your legs and rubs your clit with his thumb. Which makes you scream.

“That’s what I like to hear. What do you have to say for being a tease earlier?”

“I’m sorry Drew.” You sob out. You don’t even think you’re going to be able to walk out of here and it’s just his fingers.

“I don’t know if I accept that baby.”

“Drew please.”

His pace goes even faster now. At a brutal pace. Your eyes start rolling in the back of your head as you feel your orgasm coming.

“Baby I can’t-“

“You can’t hold it baby?”

You frantically shake your head no. He doesn’t say anything for a moment, just making you squirm.

“Daddy please!”

“Holy shit!” You felt his pace falter a bit as he was taken aback from your new term for him.

As he quickened back up again.

“Go ahead and cum for daddy, baby.”

As you let go, you could’ve sworn you heard fireworks, can smell colors and and taste air. And all of it reminded you of Drew.

He didn’t let down until you were pushing his hands away from the overstimulation.

He leaned down to kiss every part of your face until you came back to him. Once you were back you kissed him back on the lips. Sitting up and feeling your way down your fiancé. He hums and stops your hand.

“What’s wrong baby?”

He just looks at you.

“Come on baby let me make you feel good.” You try to pry your hand away from his.

“You already did baby.” He says as he looks down to his pants.

“What do you mean- oh.” You look down at his pants and see a very obvious wet spot on his pants.

“I couldn’t hold it back after you called me daddy.” He avoided eye contact with you obviously embarrassed.

“That’s hot baby.”

He looks around blushing.

“Come on, let’s take this home baby. And now I get to show YOU a couple of things.” You say as you stand up, grab his hand, and leads him out of the door.

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Pt. 2

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For Richer or For Poorer

This story contains mature scenes and angst. 18+

Pt1

Pt2

Pt3

Pt4

Pt5

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For richer or for poorer

Pt.1

This week was the worst week possible. I just moved to New York in the beginning of the week, and I know no one here. I am searching for jobs but everyone that I interviewed for turned me down, saying I am just, “not what they’re looking for.” I don’t know what that it factor that they’re all looking for but I am exhausted. I am currently at the bar right now looking to wind down.

“You want another one?” The bartender asked me from across the counter.

“Might as well.” I respond with a smile. He gives me another cocktail as I play with the cherry at the bottom of my empty glass.

“Thanks.” I take the cocktail and sip on it, not trying to get too drunk since I still have to get home. I sip as I watch the football game that the bar is showing.

“Which team do you like?”

I look over to the voice, and make eye contact with a very attractive man sat to my left. He has a business suit on but his tie is loosened.

“I like the Eagles, but I already seen the games. These are just recorded.” I gesture to the bartenders TV.

“An Eagles fan in New York? Brave girl.” He says as he takes a sip of his drink.

“I don’t think anyone in New York really cares. It’s too big of a city.”

He nods his head in agreement.

“You’re absolutely right. But I just like to tease pretty girls I just meet.”

I dryly chuckle at him. I raise my eyebrows at him and look away as I sip my drink. We sit in silence for a bit, him obviously waiting for me to say something next.

“I’m from Philly. I just moved here in the beginning of the week.” I have no idea why in spilling my business to a complete stranger but I am a bit tipsy.

“Why’d you come here from Philly? That’s another great city.”

“Yeah, but when you’re stuck there your whole life, you just want a different scenery. I never really traveled as a kid.”

“Really? You stayed in Philly your whole life?”

“Basically, I mean I visited other states on the east coast but I’ve never been in a plane.”

He looks at me in disbelief.

“You’ve never been on a plane?”

I shake my head no. “I take it that you have been on a plane before.”

His smile drops and he looks down. He nods before saying, “I traveled a lot as a kid.” He takes a sip of his drink.

“Lucky you.”

“I’m not so sure.” He says softly. As he downs his drink. I was about to say something else just to keep the conversation going but his phone rings.

“Yeah?” He answers. He listens for no longer than a minute before he says, “be right there.”

He hangs up before digging in his pocket.

“Look, I have to go. But it was nice to meet you .” He says before dropping some bills on the counter. “Good luck on your life here. I hope you find to love this city.”

“Thanks.” I say as he turns and walks out the door. I look over to his seat then his empty drink. My jaw drops when I realize that he dropped two fifties on the counter. I look back at the door wondering if he was going to come in at any second, realizing that he left too much money on the counter but he never did. It wasn’t until then that I realized that I never got his name.

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It’s the start of the week. I have to get ready for another interview. I wake up to style my faux locs but i decide to just leave it in a middle part but do my edges. I put on a bit of concealer and lipgloss for my makeup. I stared at my closet deciding what to wear. I settle on fitted high waisted black slacks, a white button down (tucked) and a French plaid patterned cropped jacket. I grab a black bag to match, and I’m set to go.

I take a taxi to the building where I’m interviewing. In the taxi I try to prepare every possible question with an answer in my head to be extra prepared. Once I get to the building and pay the driver I get out a walk up the stairs of the building. Once I enter it I walk up to the receptionist.

“Hi, I have an interview today. My name is y/n y/l/n.”

She smiles at me before she types on her computer. “Okay, Ms. Y/l/n. You’re all set. I’ll walk you down to the boss’s office.”

She walks me past a big sign on the wall that says the companies name: Beresford Capital. Then we turn right. We walk down a long hallway before we reach a door. She knocks twice.

“Mr. Beresford, your 10 o’clock.”

“Come in.” We hear a voice from the other side say. She turns the knob and walks in and holds the door to let me in.

“Thank you.” I say quietly to her. She nods politely.

“Good luck.” She whispers as she walks past me and closes the door.

I look around the office, and out the window checking out the view before looking at the man interviewing me. Once I see who he is my jaw drops slightly as I pick it back up almost immediately. He is the man from the bar last night. He was standing and already looking at me, but I can’t tell if he recognized me given his stagnant facial expression.

“Ms. Y/l/n, you could take a seat.” As he gestures to the chairs in front of him. I move to sit down still stunned.

“So Ms. Y/l/n, tell me about yourself.” He says as he sits down in his chair.

“Well, I recently received my bachelors in business administration. I was raised in a business family, given my father has his own company and my brothers work for him as well but I wanted to do something of my own. So I decided to move out of state and start my own life from scratch.”

“And how is that working out for you?”

“Not great to be honest.” I force out a laugh. He smirks at me. “But that won’t stop me from trying.”

“So, bachelors in business administration, raised in a business family, anything else?”

“My favorite color is green?” I say with a chuckle. Which I immediately regret because he doesn’t seem to be amused. He stares into my eyes for a good couple of seconds.

“And you like the eagles.” He adds with a slight smile. I nod and laugh.

So he does remember last night. I wonder if it would be too awkward to bring up. I contemplate on it as we look at each other.

“I understand that you applied for an assistant job. If you studied business administration, why are you starting low?”

“As I said, I am starting from scratch, so I’m building my resume.”

He nods a confirmation at me.

“And who says assistant jobs are low, they take lots of work.”

“They do. And you’re prepared to do this job completely knowing the effort you have to put it?”

“I am.”

He stands up and holds out his hand.

“Welcome to Beresford Capital.”

I stand up and shake his hand eagerly.

“Thank you Mr. Beresford, I won’t let you down.” I continue to shake his hand until I feel like I’m doing it a bit too much and let’s go. He notices and smirks at my eagerness.

“Rachel, our receptionist will give you the details. How soon can you work?”

“Today! I could work today.” I say enthusiastically.

“Great. I can’t wait to work with you Ms. Y/l/n.” He walks me to the door as he opens it. I smile at him as I walk out, he closes the door. I dance around in the empty hallway in excitement before I start heading to Rachel.

Once I get to her desk she hugs me.

“Congratulations! I was hoping you’d get it.”

“Thank you! Has there been many candidates?”

“You wouldn’t believe how many. Mr. Beresford doesn’t like much help, but he needed someone to help him with this much work piling up on him.”

“Why did he reject so much people?”

“Like I said, he doesn’t like help.” She shrugged. “But this is your schedule now, just because you’re just starting. Once you get a feel for the place and what the boss wants, then feel free to make your own schedule. Your office is in the room right next to his room to the left. And here is your key.”

This is a lot to take in. From being constantly rejected to instantly working is a big jump. Nevertheless, I am grateful. I take the key from her and the schedule as I turn to walk back down the hallway.

“If you have any questions just dial 5.”

“Thank you, Rachel.” I say as I walk down the hallway to my office. I look inside and I am amazed at how big it is. I twirl around looking at every wall. I used to visit my father’s huge offices all the time, but having to call this one mine is a different feeling. As I’m basking in my office, my phone rings. Already? I walk up to the phone answering it.

“Hey, y/n. This is Rachel, you have all of Mr. Beresford’s passwords that you’ll need on the sticky notes attached to your desk. Memorize them and burn them. Mr. Beresford does not like his business shared.”

“I will Rachel. Thank you.”

We hang up as I begin to memorize the passwords as I log onto each platform that I need to be on. I see that I have to print papers out for Mr. Beresford to sign, then I have to organize lunch for him, given that Rachel does not anymore, then I have to attend meeting with him to take notes, and meeting him early every morning for breakfast. This is going to be a long week.

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