#‘Where’s my wife’ ‘who do you think took your boobs’

[eccentricallygothic]

This Moment

What Mountain Man Silver Fox Nomad!Steve Rogers does after he has tamed you (for the time being) and you're no more than his sensitive little baby wife <3 

Continuation of my oneshot, Wrong Turn, because of this ask. 

Warning(s): Post rough fuck, you're knocked out full of cum, all the Wrong Turn warnings apply honestly, fluff. MDNI.

Steve doesn't have to bite back his smile anymore now that he's in the privacy of your chambers with no one to line the horizons of his senses but you and only you. 

The lamps burn dimly, as if aware of the situation, gentle breezes caress your flush, bruised and sticky skin as you sleep with your belly bloated from his cum, your small form curls under your husband's huge one that is draping over yours in how he leans above you with his elbow next to your head to hold himself up, your mouth is parted as you exhaustedly snore and Steve cannot help but snort as he runs the wet rag along the many ‘love marks’ he has given you tonight. 

His usually pushed back and kempt silver-blonde hair is in what he would consider to be a state of disarray though you have suggested him in one of your more… amiable moods to wear his locks like that. It falls over his forehead and above his dark blue eyes, golden whiskers appear to be poking out from behind his ears due to the state of his hair and his toned, beast-like body is nude against yours. 

Steve doesn't care for these things because they're natural and he would be caught dead before he ever let himself be seen like this or admit his capacity for all this to you, but in this quiet moment of his pure masculine triumph and existential bliss where his dear young wife sleeps utterly ravished and brimming full of his children, he will clean the sweat, spit and cum off your skin with a rag and gentle water. 

Of course, being a man who is expected to rule with an iron fist, and as husband to a brat like you, he has to keep things in a balance and not let his irrational urges overpower his better sense, Steve will tell you that it was the attendants who took care of you while you were asleep if you ask. But right now, in here, on this night that is pleasant only because you grace his bed, he will do this for you because he knows that you do not like to roll around in your own filth, as you mumble sometimes and think he doesn't hear. He knows it is difficult for you to sleep with that feeling lingering over you regardless of how exhausted you may be. 

And so he will do this, so when he envelopes you in his arms, you don't toss or turn in discomfort but melt into his embrace in that way he is addicted to. 

You let out a sleepy whimper and mumble gibberish when his fingers graze a particularly sensitive mark on one of your boobs and he cannot help but chuckle, momentarily abandoning the rag there to push your hair away that your mild unrest causes to fall over your face. His dark blue eyes are uncharacteristically bright in the dim lighting as they dance over your form, his hairy cheeks bend and his rosey mouth forms a smile. 

Steve cooes at you like you're no bigger or older than the babies in your belly, his coarse and scarred fingers trace the side of your face as they savour the outlines of the specifics of your features, his usually cold and calm heart leaps up into an unfamiliar flutter and that's it, he cannot bear it anymore. He needs you against him; molded into him. The man does not wait to find out what he will do if he cannot feel your heavy breaths fanning his skin, if he cannot feel your heart thump into his chest and if cannot feel the warmth of your tender skin draping around his hard one. He cannot. It is in these moments with you when all his wisdom and patience wears away and all he can think of, like a boy in his adolescence, is you.

You, you, only you.

So he snakes an arm around your shoulders with a desperate urgency and pulls you into him, gently picking up the rag again as he carefully places you on his chest that is a bed of itself, one hand tenderly caressing your back whilst the other hastes to capture any spots he may have missed. 

Of course, it will not be perfect and he will not be able to get them all simply because those are not things that are in the business of a man like Steve to know. 

But he will have tried. 

And as you softly smile to yourself and nuzzle closer into his beastly chest, you reckon that's all that matters. 

Especially coming from someone like your husband.

In this moment, at least.

MASTERLIST

[fuffleton]

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[linamromero]

𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒.

𝐥𝐞𝐢𝐥�� 𝐨𝐮𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐛𝐢 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

Moving from your native country of Spain to Manchester in England with your fiancée Leila was a lot to get your head around.

Meaning you had to leave your tattoo business in the hands of your sister which wasn’t the best for you however moving overseas would be good to have a break for a while.

This is how you met Leila. Most of the Barcelona players, female and male got their tattoos done by you. One that attended the parlour the most was Mapi León, she brought Leila along with her one day so they could both get tattoos done.

The brunette decided on an Egyptian eye under her right boob, you were quite surprised at her choice of where the tattoo was to be but you caught a glimpse of lust in her chocolate eyes when she said it.

She kept making excuses to come to your tattoo parlour when she wasn’t playing football just to see you. You soon picked her up on it and she admitted her feelings to you which you were flattered by but you did feel the same way.

After dating for three years she plucked up the courage to ask you to be her wife, you obviously said yes to.

…

“Bueno, okay, i’ll see you when you get home, te amo mucho.” You blew kisses at the camera, you phone propped up in the kitchen.

“Te amo mucho!” Leila pouted back at you before you pressed the red hang up button.

Tonight you were having a Spanish night which you had every friday, every two weeks you would invite Ona and Laia around, who played football with Leila but tonight it was just you two.

You connected your phone to your speaker, blasting the likes of Rosalía, Bad Bunny, Bizarrap etc. Dancing around the kitchen as you made Pa amb tomàquet.

Making paella was your absolute favourite, everyone loved it, even some of Leila’s english teammates that had came over one night who don’t really like seafood said it was to die for.

You had it in the large dish as Despechá began to play, it was your all time favourite song you couldn’t help but sing and dance along as you cleared up. The music was so loud you didn’t hear Leila come in, she was enjoying watching you move your hips along to the beat.

“Oh hõla bebé.” She bit her lip, making you jump.

“LEILA!” You shouted, throwing a towel at her, “Lo siento but you scare me!”

“Lo siento i was enjoying the show.” She said as you sent her a look.

“Stop it.” You rolled your eyes turning the music down slightly.

“Food smells amazing as usual.” Your fiancée complimented.

“Gracias, why don’t you go and get changed and i’ll set the table.” You suggested which she agreed.

She returned in a hoodie, shorts and socks sitting opposite you, “I’ve been looking forward to this all day.”

“Let’s eat then.”

You plated up both dishes, taking a mouthful of the seafood dish, “Bebé this is incredible.”

A massive smile appeared on your face as she took a second mouthful.

Once you’d eaten, you both decided to crash into your large bed and watch a movie,“What you want to watch?” Leila asked pulling you onto her lap.

“Desperado.”

“Your favourite.” The defender hummed into your hair.

As the movie played Leila began stroking your face, tracing your freckles embedded into your skin. Her actions tended to send you to sleep, you quickly rolled over so she would stop, “Y/N why did you move.”

“Because i would’ve fell asleep else.” You replied taking your sports bra off.

“What are you doing.”

“What i’m hot.” You shrugged going back to the same position you were in before, “You copying me now?”

She laughed taking her own bra off, “Maybe.”

…

As the movie went on you noticed Leila becoming distracted, playing with your hair not paying attention to the movie. “Leila querida what are you thinking about.”

“You.” She mumbled.

You sighed, “Why is that mi amor.”

“You do everything for me i appreciate it, you cook, you clean, you work, you even moved to Manchester with me.” She said.

“Of course I try my best to look you, your going to be my wife after all.”

“I know and I can’t wait.”

“Me too querida.”

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Short and Sweet ❤️

[woooyeahbaby]

How JJK Men Would React to You Being Stared At

warnings: creepy men staring at you, suggestive things, fem!reader, alcohol consumption (nanami)

characters: satoru gojo, suguru geto, kento nanami, toji fushiguro

a/n: stupid tumblr isn’t letting me put my bat separator image between satoru and the characters list so take this gif i guess? i hate not knowing how tumblr works

Satoru Gojo

satoru could feel that guys eyes on you as soon as he started staring. it wouldn’t be the first time you two were in line and you’d been getting ogled by some random dude, and usually he’d just turn around and stare him in the eyes until the guy backed off. but he decided to have fun with it this time. first, satoru places his hand on your lower back, which isn’t uncommon, so you didn’t question it. he expected the guy to stop staring once he did that, since he’d realize you’re taken, but he didn’t let up. so satoru lowers his glasses slightly with his free hand, then, with the hand on your back, slowly slides it down to your ass. you look up at your boyfriend, confused, then see that his head is turned to look at the man behind you. his bright blue eyes are just burning into the other guys’, and you enjoyed seeing this scare tactic from your boyfriend. you didn’t stop him. the man behind you two stopped staring and went to another line.

Suguru Geto

suguru’s way of showing that you’re his is fairly similar to satoru’s. once again, standing in line at some restaurant, you’re holding suguru’s hand and contemplating your order. your boyfriend, on the other hand, is more focused on the guy behind you, whose eyes have not left your backside since he got there. however, unlike satoru, suguru doesn’t ease into reaching for your ass, he goes straight for it. he gives it a quick squeeze, making you jump slightly and whisper to him, asking what the hell he thinks he’s doing. he nods his head in the direction of the man, not even trying to hide the fact he’s talking about him. so, the both of you look at the guy, who is now turned away as if he wasn’t doing anything. suguru gently places his hands on your hips, guiding you to stand in front of him so nobody other than him can look at that part of you.

Kento Nanami

a silly little work holiday party that allowed a plus one. so, naturally, kento invited you, his girlfriend. what he hadn’t expected was for one of his coworkers to be eyeing you up the whole night. he waited for the perfect opportunity to show that coworker that he shouldn’t be looking at you of all people. you, kento, and that man were standing together, drinking wine and talking about whatever. of course, kento took into account that his coworker was tipsy, but didn’t take it as an excuse for him to be staring at your boobs. somehow, kento finds a way to be more straightforward than the previous two. “is there something wrong with my wife’s breasts?” not only does the question catch both you and his coworker off guard, but the usage of the word wife. of course, you weren’t complaining about that, but the fact you didn’t realize where the man’s eyes were until kento pointed it out made you uncomfortable. he apologized and walked away, embarrassed. kento smiled slightly at you, giving you a quick kiss on the forehead before continuing the conversation as if nothing happened.

Toji Fushiguro

toji had a bit of spare money for once, so he thought, what else could he use it for other than taking his woman on a date? certainly not food, supplies for megumi, or anything like that… and that’s exactly what he did! of course, it was no place fancy, just a little ramen place. despite how rundown and messy the place looked, he didn’t necessarily expect some old guy to be ogling you from the next table. so, he took advantage of the quietness of the restaurant — other than the few other people in there talking and some sports game on the old tv — and looked that old man dead in the eye as he asked you; “since we’re eatin’ out tonight, can i eat you out tonight?” with his full voice. absolutely no effort to be quiet. because being discreet about that was the opposite of his goal. he wanted to show that old fart who you belong to. and it seemed to work, since the grey haired man quickly realized toji had been looking at him, which made him finish his food, slap his money on the table, and shuffle the hell out of there. this left toji smirking and you a blushing, embarrassed mess.

[selfloverrrrrr]

Where's The Strongest?

Warning: smut, heavy smut, noncon, unprotected sex, age gap, beating, kidnapping.....

( All characters are aged up/18+)

Masterlist

Minors Do Not Interact

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Gojo Satoru just got sealed. Every sorcerer went to shibhuiya to get Gojo back. I was at home just praying that gojo can get unsealed soon. Panicking every moment.

Me and satoru were married from one month now. We loved each other so much. He was a man who fullfill every wishes of mine. He proposed me....we were in a relationship. After a year of relationship we finally got married.

After a few moments nothing good news came. News were getting worse and worse. Just got the news that sukuna took over Yuji's body and started killing people and destroying the city. Noone can stop him.

I was thinking these things when my door bell rang. I run towards the door and opened it. Some servent of jujutsu high??? " What happened?" I asked. " The higher ups wants to meet you" they informed. I nooded. They took me to the higher ups. "Y/n... You know what is happening at the shibhuiya...we need your help to Stop that " they said. " But.... I don't think I can do anything " I said softly. " No no.... you don't have to do anything.... you just have to give yourself.... we're gonna do whatever have to be done.... okey??? Don't get sceared.... it's for your husband too...if shibhuiya gets destroyed then he'll die too...we want to save him " they said. " O-okey then" I replied.

They took me to shibhuiya. We just got out of the train. The station was destroyed af. My heart was racing so fast. We went out of the station. And God the city's situation was worse. I was just wishing that Gojo is alright. I was going wherever the higher ups were taking me. And then we finally met the king of courses. Ryomen Sukuna.

The higher ups took me towards him. "Jujutsu's higher ups want their deaths so soon that they came to me???" Sukuna said with a evil laugh. " We're here to bargain with you" the higher ups said. "Hmm? What bargain?" Sukuna asked. "We want you to stop destroying shibhuiya and we'll give you her as a gift" the higher ups said and suddenly their sarvents threw me towards sukuna and I fell on the floor infront of him. My eyes widened. I understand what they were trying to do. "You think you can bargain with a whore to stop th-" sukuna spoke but the higher ups cutt him off "she's Satoru Gojo's wife" they said. Suddenly Sukuna's expression changed. He smirked. I looked at the higher ups. " No... you can't do that to me.... you told me other things there" I spoke but they didn't listen to me. "Now now.... that's what a bargain called.... I agree " Sukuna said with a smirk and the higher ups walked away from there.

I stood up and began to run but he immediately came infront of me. He was too fast. "Where do you think you are going,huh?" he asked and grabbed my hair and dragged me towards his building. He entered a random room and took me towards the bedroom. I groaned in pain. He threw me on his bed and locked the door. Took off his shirt and threw it on the floor then started crawling towards me on the bed."please stop" I said and tried to push myself backwards but he grabbed my leg and pulled me towards him. I gasped. He was still smirking."stop?... Where's the fun then? The fun part is about to began ~" he whispered and crashed his lips on mine.

I tried to push him away but his grip was too strong. I can't even move myself. He was kissing me too roughly. I couldn't breathe. He grabbed the hem of my top and pulled it over my head. My boobs bounced out. He looked at those with lust in his eyes. "That's what Gojo enjoyed every night?" He said with a smirk. He didn't waste any time, crashed his mouth on my breast licking, sucking and teasing the nipple and squeezing the other one with his hand. I moaned in the sensetion. I grabbed his hair and tried to stop him by pulling it but it didn't even effect on him. "S-stop ...... Oh god please stopppp" I scremed but he didn't stop.

Then he took off my pant and then took off my pantie."spread those legs like you spread for Gojo " he whispered and then looked at my pussy. He rubbed his finger on my clit and whispered " filthy whore is fucking wet". Then he licked my pussy. I couldn't help but moan loudly. He smirked at my reaction and undo his pant.

His dick sprang out. It was big and thick. Not more than Gojo's but STILL it was BIG. Fear grabbed me by my neck. " P-please no... s-stop" I begged but didn't even listen to me and slammed his whole dick inside me in one slide. I scremed. " TSK TSK.... I wish Gojo was here too...that would have been more fun to fuck his whore infront of him." He said evilly. He didn't even give me time to adjust his size and started thursting in and out roughly. I was throughig my legs with pain and begging him to stop. And he was licking it so much. His thurst became harder and harder. "Y-Yuji ..... Oh f-fuck.... Yuji please stop him!!!" I cried out. " Don't worry slut.... Yuji is watching these right now.... he's watching his sensei's wife being a slut for me" Sukuna said and laughed evilly. I clenched around him tightly and he moaned loudly " ughhhhhh....ahhh s-so...ahhhh....so f-fucking tight " he started rubbing my clit with his thumb and I bite his shoulder scratched his back to control myself. With a few more thurst I came. He was still thursting roughly. I felt his cock pulsing inside me. I tried to push him away with all of my strength. I moaned. He grabbed my throat and chocked me down to the bed. " Stop struggling slut...!!!" He screamed. Within a minute he came inside me I could feel his seed inside me. He pulled out. My vision blurred out.

"Gojo Satoru. Fucking Strongest Gojo Satoru. Now it's gonna be fun to break that shit's ego" Sukuna said and laughed loudly his evil laugh.

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'Pleaseeeeee, tell me where Jie Jie keep my Switchhh! 🥺🥺🥺'

Jon's sister in law, Kelly, has been bugging him the entire morning. His wife has had it with Kelly's gaming addiction and took away her console. Before she left for a work conference abroad, Jon's wife smiled sweetly at Jon and said 'If Kelly gets to have her fun, you won't get your fun when I get back next week ya'. That's wifey material for you... 

That's why Jon die die didn't give into Kelly's begging. But it's no easy task... It was a week since he had sex with his wife because of Kelly, who started staying over after her graduation. Making things worse, Kelly is forever in a flimsy top and boy shorts. Jon has been in marikita state for too long without any proper release (tfk don't count guys).

'No way sia, don't sabo me. If your sister knows I let you play, next week I can order coffin liao'

'Next week??!? Walao can la kor! You give me play now then I confirm finish before she come back. Please laaa, qiu qiu ni! I will do anything, really anything at alllll! Pleaseeee'

Kelly clinged onto Jon like a panda, her boobs squeezing his arms like two pillows. Jon felt something stirring in his pants as he stared down at the heavenly sight of his SIL. Kelly continued begging Jon for a minute, continuously rubbing her nubile body on his. So this is what heaven is like... Before he lost his mind and do something he regretted, Jon relented and revealed his wife's hiding place. Kelly screamed in delight, hugged and kissed Jon before running to get the Switch.

Jon breathed a sigh of relief as Kelly did not feel his 6 inch hard rod poking her. He quickly went to take a cold shower before heading to the gym to calm things down and increase the distance between him and this temptation of SIL.

It was late afternoon when Jon returned home, thinking all his pent up energy was released in the gym. Lo and behold, Kelly was laying flat on the living room couch. The sight of her milky body in black top and white panties immediately shot Jon's cock to attention harder than before.

After the Switch ran out of battery and she couldn't find the charger, Kelly dozed off on the sofa, dreaming of Pokemons and gym battles. A shadow fell over her face which woke her up. Rubbing her eyes, she is still rather drowsy when she saw a tall dark figure in front of her. Kelly slid her hand into Jon’s pants and felt a long leatherly bulge, growing bigger and bigger.

'An Arbok! Finally! I want to catch you!'

Kelly tried to hold Jon’s cock down with her tiny hands but also letting it slipped through her fingers. The harder she tugged, the bigger and angrier it gets. Suddenly, Kelly pulled down Jon’s shorts. 'I have destroyed your defense! Now I use mouth-ball!'

Jon groaned loudly as Kelly gave a surprise BJ. At first, she slowly savoured Jon’s cock, taking her time to lick, kiss and suck on it. She sucked on the tip and did a few quick bobs. Kelly’s tongue constantly flicked across the bottom of Jon’s cock, making it tighter and wetter for him. Jon moaned out in satisfaction and stepped back a step. Unwilling to let go, Kelly kneeled and crawled closer to Jon with his cock still in her mouth.

'You are not escaping that easily! Quick attack!'

Being at the perfect height kneeling down, Kelly launched her gawk gawk 3000. Every thrust made Jon’s cock hit the back of her throat, and Kelly started to gag. Saliva was starting to pool around Kelly’s lips and dripped down to her blouse. The hall was filled with the erotic squishy sounds with loud slurping and chocking sounds. Jon almost lost it there. Even his wife’s best BJ skill could not hold against what her sister’s mouth is doing to his cock now. Quickly, Jon pushed Kelly back onto the sofa and stepped towards her.

‘Arbok seemed to have used harden and, shit, preparing for a body slammmmmm ah ahh aahh!!!’

Jon pulled Kelly’s panties aside and started slamming his rock hard cock into her. This was his dream. He was fucking his sister-in-law, out in the open living room with the curtains all open. Most importantly, he was fucking her raw! Unprotected sex with a fresh college grad! It has been awhile since Jon felt such warmth and tightness engulfing his cock. The harder he thrusted into Kelly, the tighter and wetter she got. The lewd sounds echoed across the hall as the both of them made all kinds of moaning, mewing and cursing.

Kelly was not a virgin, but her last experience was loooong time ago. Hence, when Jon’s 6 inch penetrated her, she cummed. The feeling of hot meat brushing against her pussy wall, going deep inside her was so sensual and mind blowing. And when Jon did not stop his hard fucking as she came, the pleasure doubled as her pussy was more sensitive. Ever thrust was met with Kelly’s ‘Ahh!’ and ‘uhh!’, only stopping when they frenched.

As they were on missionary, Jon has complete control over Kelly. Her hands were grasping at the smooth sofa but has not grip on it. Jon took over and held both Kelly’s arms in front of her top, squeezing her perfect melons together. This caused Kelly’s boob to bounce even harder with the hard fuck Kelly was getting. Jon salivated at the sight of him ravaging his sister-in-law, her body being trashed in whichever direction he wanted.

One hand grabbing her arms and another squeezing her boob, Jon felt the familiar tugging sensation in his balls. Instead of slamming his entire weight onto her, Jon thrusted with speed and precision, making sure his entire length was continuously going in and out of Kelly. Feeling the difference, Kelly seemed to understand the situation and held onto Jon’s waist tightly with her legs. She even felt his cock getting bigger inside her and she whimpered at Jon, nodding her head at Jon, willing him to do it.

‘Give! Me! Your! Ar-fuckkkk!’

At the last moment, Jon squeezed his core and completely unleashed himself inside Kelly. He felt his every ejaculation, when his cum exited with force and completely drenched Kelly’s pussy, every squeezing by Kelly’s tight, warm pussy. He shot at least 5 times before relaxing into Kelly’s arm. After several rounds of orgasm, Kelly had only a minor one when Jon finished inside of her. It was the feeling of Jon’s cum shooting deep inside her that made her felt full and truly fucked that she came for the last time. They both were in total bliss for at least a minute, breathing into each other’s ears.

‘Kor~ *huff* I captured your Arbok *puff* Later can I try your Onyx…? *rubs* I want to catch them all before Jie comes home...'

[ragingbookdragon]

Alejandro sighed, running a hand through his dark hair, tiredness pulling at his bones as he looked over the files and reports his men had compiled. “This isn’t enough,” he muttered, looking at Rudy who was just as tired.

“Ale, we don’t have the manpower to gather more intelligence. No one is opening their mouth on Valeria’s movements since she was released.”

“If she gets out of Las Almas, we’ll never find her.”

“What if she already is?”

He gazed at Rudy and let out another sigh as his phone started ringing. “Let’s pray she isn’t.” he raised the phone to his ear, a tired smile on his face as he answered, “Mi alma, how lovely it is to hear your voice. I’ve missed you today.”

A beat skipped over the line before a young woman’s voice followed. “Uh…Seño—Colonel Vargas?”

Immediately, the sleepiness was gone from his demeanor as he stood up and demanded, “Who is this? Where is my wife?”

“Oh, oh she’s right here, sir—Señora Vargas, say hi—HIIII—This is Nurse Lisa at Saint Maria’s, um, your wife is on some pretty heavy pain medication at the moment so she’s not fully here.”

“What happened?” Rudy was already rounding the table with his keys out.

“She had an unfortunate accident at work with a box cutter. Took a good chunk out of her hand, so we had to stitch her up. Legally, we can’t dismiss her given the amount of medication and local anesthesia we had to give her. Can you possibly come get her or send someone to release her?”

Alejandro let out a groan and waved Rudy to follow. “I’m on my way.”

“Good, we’ll just—wait! Señora Vargas you can’t eat that! Sir, I have to go!”

***

As he helped his wife into the backseat, he looked back at the nurse still giggling away at them. “How long until this wears off?”

“Oh, just an hour or so. Give her a hydro before she goes to sleep. She’ll be out like a baby.”

Before he could say anything, his wife poked her head from the side and pointed at Alejandro. “This is my baby,” she grinned, wide and toothy. “I caught this big fish all on my own. Didn’t even have to show my boobs either.”

“Mi alma!”

The nurse didn’t even seem to be fazed. “Really? Did you show your butt?”

She waggled her brows and pointer at him. “More like my pus—”

“OKAY GOODNIGHT!” Alejandro shouted and pushed her in the door, shutting it behind her. “Goodnight, Nurse Lisa, and thank you.”

She waved at them. “Come back in a week to check her stitches!”

***

“Rudy!” she shouted as she saw him in the driver’s seat, leaning up to hug him around the neck rather lopsidedly. “I’m so happy to see you.”

Rudy smiled and patted her arm. “As am I, Señora Vargas. How are you feeling?”

“Do not call me Señora Vargas. That’s what we call Mama Vargas.”

“What should I call you then?” he mused, and she winked.

“I dunno…what do you want to call me?”

“Hmm…” he pretended to think as he started driving around the bend. “How about… Señora Vargas?”

“Rudy!” she whined, laying her head on his shoulder. “‘s’not fair…you call Alejandro Ale sometimes…I want a nickname too.”

“How about bombón?”

She blinked. “Did you just call me baboon?”

He snickered. “No, bombón.”

“Bombón?”

“Mhm.”

“What does that mean?”

He looked at Alejandro who was grinning. “Oh, just sweet and soft.”

“I like it,” she smiled, kissing his cheek. “Se gracias, Rudy. Eres un amigo maravilloso.”

Rudy felt his cheeks warm, not at the kiss but at the affection in her voice, the real love. “De nada, bombón.”

She patted his head and turned her attention to Alejandro. “Mi amorrrrrrrr.”

“Mi almaaaaaaaa,” he cooed back and she tried to wiggle into the front seat and he held her upper body as she laid her head on his chest.

“I love you.”

“I love you too,” he said, kissing her head. “How do you feel?”

“Sleepy…and hungry.” She looked up at him. “You’re so beautiful, Alejandro.”

He chuckled. “Not as beautiful as you, mi alma.”

“Shut up, I’m being serious.” She lifted her bandaged hand and with her two fingers still poking out, gently touched his face. “I’m so lucky to have you. You mean the world to me and more. I could lose it all, be broke, homeless, and nowhere to go, and I’d be okay if it meant I still had you with me.” She smiled at him, hazy and drunk on pain medication and love. “Whenever I think about us growing old, I’m not scared of going before or after you. I know that wherever we end up next, we’ll be together. Every life, me and you. How it’ll always be.”

Alejandro felt the corner of his eyes begin to sting and he gently brushed her face and nuzzled his nose into her hair. “Mi alma, thank you.”

“You’re welcome, mi amor,” she whispered back and pressed her lips to his vest; for a moment she lay there, and Alejandro had figured she’d fallen asleep until she popped up and asked, “Will you make me a margarita when we get home?”

“Absolutamente no.”

“But Alejandrooooooooo!”

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Loki x Divorced! Female reader

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A/N: for some reason this gif is now I see Bucky in this fic 😂 idky. I think he’s still likeable despite the fact that we hate him 🤣

As soon as you saw Alexis, you pulled away from Winnifred before smiling politely at her as Bucky entered behind you with your bags.

“I’ll just go and put these down.” He spoke, glancing at Alexis as she hugged Olivia before his eyes met yours.

“I’ll take mine it’s fine.” You offered, not wanting to be near Alexis.

“No worries.” Bucky dismissed you, beginning to make his way towards the stairs.

“I said it’s fine.” You said again, trying to grab your bag as you walked up the stairs with Bucky.

“What’s wrong with you?” He asked once you both reached the top.

“You didn’t tell me she’d be here too.” You answered causing Bucky to roll his eyes as he started walking towards the room you usually stayed in.

“Be nice” he said, putting your bag down “she’s family too now.”

“Family too?” You began, knitting your brows until it clicked “you mean you—”

“No, I haven’t proposed.” He assured. “And don’t worry I haven’t called you here to do it this weekend.”

You breathed a sigh of relief knowing that your ex husband wasn’t about to propose to his new girlfriend infront of his ex wife and daughter as well as his parents who were so happy at your engagement party. That would just be awkward.

“Well, I’ll ‘play nice’ as long as she keeps her distance and doesn’t try to discipline my daughter.” You decided, sitting on your bed.

“That was one time” Bucky chuckled “and it was literally at a funeral.”

“Still happened.” You answered, opening the bag Bucky had placed on the bed and strangely feeling embarrassed when a pair of your underwear flew out. Luckily for you, Bucky didn’t acknowledge them and continued the conversation as you quickly picked them back up, shoving them deep into your bag.

“Olivia will be in the room next to my one so this whole side of the floor is pretty much yours.” He smiled, beginning to step out of your room. “Dinner is at 8, call me if you need anything.” He added over his shoulder.

“Will do Mr Barnes.” You smiled causing Bucky to stop walking for a second as he heard you. Your own smile fell as you realised what you had said. Being in this house served as a reminder that you and Bucky were once married. From the moment you first became his fiancé, you called him Mr Barnes and he always replied with a toothy grin and a Mrs Barnes.

“And as always, make yourself at home Miss y/l/n.” He spoke before leaving. You wasn’t sure whether you felt hurt or embarrassed, probably a combination of both. You took a deep breath hoping that as you exhaled, the ground would just swallow you whole. Unfortunately it didn’t and you were very much still present in one of the first rooms you and Bucky had had sex in. Recently you hadn’t really thought about you and Bucky’s past marriage or the fact that he had broken your heart considering you had been a little preoccupied but this house was doing no favours when it came to suppressing your memories. Pulling your phone out, you messaged Loki.

Y/N: This is definitely not going to be a fun weekend 😒

Loki replied a couple of minutes later

Loki💚: What’s the matter?

Y/N: Boobs is here

Loki💚: Boobs? Alexis?

Y/N: Yes Alexis 🤮

Loki💚: 😂😂

Y/N: It’s not funny!

Loki💚: It’s only for a couple of days, just try to ignore her

Y/N: 🙄

Loki💚: If you do, I’ll take you away for a weekend. How about that?

That made you gasp

Y/N: A weekend where 😏

Loki💚: Just get through this one first xx

You were about to message him again until you heard a knock on your open door. Looking up, you smiled as your eyes met Winnifreds.

“Win—mother.” You welcomed her inside.

“He told me she really wanted to come.” She said, rolling her eyes. “She’s already getting on my nerves.”

“Winni” you laughed “it’s not good to speak ill of people, but tell me everything.” You said excitedly as she walked further into the room, closing the door behind her before pulling out the dressing table chair and sitting down.

After about half an hour of catching up with Mrs Barnes, she left leaving you in the room alone. You unpacked a few of your things before making your way downstairs where Olivia was plying hide and seek with her grandad who Bucky shared an uncanny resemblance to. Your eyes met and you waved a silent hello to the man before leaving. Seeing that Liv was more than alright, you made your way towards the room she’d be sleeping in before unpacking her bag. You laid her pyjamas out on the bed and then left, bumping into Alexis on your way to dinner.

“Y/n.” She smiled, seemingly a real smile so you greeted her with the same.

“Alexis.”

You both walked down to dinner in silence. Instead of taking your usual place next to Bucky at the table, you sat opposite him, tucking Olivia into the chair next to yours whilst Alexis sat next to Bucky. The dinner passed calmly, not too much conversation save the odd group joke. As you ate dessert, Olivia discreetly feeding some to mr giraffe, you thought about what Loki said. A weekend away with him sounded perfect. You’d probably not be able to walk ever again afterwards but it’d be worth it. As your mind drifted further onto the activities you’d both get up to, perhaps involving a swing, you noticed Bucky leaning over and kissing Alexis as she giggled about something. For once, you didn’t feel sad or alone or hurt, you felt fine. Your mind didn’t drift to the days when it’d be Bucky kissing you, it drifted onto the feeling of another man’s lips against yours. You thought of how it felt to kiss Loki. It was a welcomed change.

Once dinner was over, Bucky told you you were free to roam as he’d look after Liv and put her to bed. You decided on going for a small walk around the house before brushing your teeth and going to bed realising how tired you were. Just before you closed your eyes, you saw a notification from Loki.

Loki💚: Night sweetheart x

In your half asleep state you replied.

Y/N: Love you, night x

Y/N’s dreams when she subconsciously knows she’s made a mistake but can’t work out what

NEXT

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[shipskicksandgiggles]

dialogue prompts

so for those unaware of how my life tends to go, I end up in a lot of situations where I end up saying something weird or people say weird things to me, and I like adapting those things into prompt lists. send whatever ship/character/what have you with a number and we’ll see how this goes

“Did I go too far?” “Did you go too far? I called my husband a cartoon lesbian!”

“You’re throwing candy at him and he doesn’t even have his tits out.” “That’s how he gets a peanut butter cup.”

“Conservative radio? That has to be Rush Limbaugh.” “Fuck Rush Limbaugh!”

“I’m a massive fucking atheist, but it brings me so much joy to picture Nancy Reagan in hell.”

“You’re so small, it’s like your body can’t contain your excitement. It’s really funny to watch actually.”

“Do not use the word ‘curate’ in relation to 80s heavy metal. You picked it. ‘Curate’, fuck off.”

“I think the neighbors got evicted.” “No, really? It’s about time.”

“You’re like the guy, what’s his name, can’t talk to girls?” “I’d be mad if you weren’t totally right.”

“When you were little I thought you might have been autistic.” “When I was little?”

“You have been gone for six hours-” “Hello child.” “Hi dad- more than six hours actually-”

“I almost took the wrong exit and ended up in Canada, so that’s my day.”

“Who has childproof locks on their car doors?” “What?” “I don’t know, I got stuck in the backseat of a car because of childproofing that shouldn’t exist.”

“I feel like your boyfriend can’t cook.” “Why would you think that?” “Because you cook for him sometimes.” “Why would that mean he can’t though?”

“I think my grandpa tried to set me up with his pastor’s son. Stop laughing, this is serious.”

“Why did she hate you?” “No idea, at that point I was just trying to survive middle school.”

“Well, I mean, the waitress was flirting with you.” “The waitress was what now?”

“What kind of cosmic fuck up did you make to result in this kind of karma?” “I don’t know. I’m so tired.”

“What are you, a dog? Stop chewing on that, you absolute child.”

“You’re just boobing all over the place.” “Boobing.”

“Wait, hold on, let me guess. May of whatever year we were in seventh grade in Detroit.” “Yeah actually, what the fuck? That’s so specific, how did you do that?”

“I like that you call information about yourself lore… Wait, did you just say you got hit by a car?” “I love the order you processed that in.”

“Who had them pegged as the bitch with the biggest tits in this apartment? Not me, that’s for sure.”

“Come here, I need you to bless the vodka bottle.” “I don’t believe in Jesus.” “You don’t need to, just come bless the bottle.”

“I’m stealing his daughter and if he’s still being a homophobe I’ll steal his wife too.”

“I broke up with my boyfriend and my therapist fucking cheered.” “I don’t disagree with her.”

“You would suck dick for a crab rangoon.” “Oh for sure.”

“Someone just handed me condoms in a way that seemed like he thought I had the hardware to be able to use them, however I like that I pass as someone who does, so I’ll take it.”

“So you’re like, an expert on the Titanic, right?” “Is this about the submarine?” “Maybe.” “Great, buckle in, you’ve come to the right person.”

“Do you want me to explain bottom surgery to you? Because I think you’re going to get grossed out.” “Yeah, I’ll be fine.” (dear reader, she was, in fact, grossed out)

“You have main character things happen to you while having the attitude of a quirky side character, and I love it.”

“Is that a lemon?” “It’s a cat, but I see where you’re coming from.”

“During pride month? This is homophobia.” “That was loud.” “Good, I hope the homophobe heard.”

“He was like, ‘is your roommate hot?’ and I was like ‘what, yeah, why?’ like who asks that?” “You think I’m hot?”

“So I have a proposition.” “No.” “You don’t even know what it is.” “Yes I do. That one asshole is hitting you up for a booty call. Don’t.” “Bitch.”

“Where are your wisdom teeth?” “Probably in a medical waste container somewhere if they’re still on this plane of existence.”

“I thought he was kidding!” “Who would joke about a turtle?”

“Hey, can someone drive me to the Urgent Care?” “Like now?” “If you’re not busy.”

“Listen. I avoided admitting myself to a hospital for any reason for almost 17 years. Don’t yell at me for not knowing that wasn’t an Urgent Care problem.”

“Whose Rabbi came to the soccer game?”

“Are you fucking colorblind? That’s purple.”

“I got hit on at the grocery store.” “Was he cute?” “He looked greasy.”

“How do you not know who David Bowie is?” “That is the loudest I’ve ever heard you, holy fuck.”

“When I get wine drunk, I get horny.” “We could have a threesome.” “There’s four people here.” “Oh. Foursome then.”

“Hey can I give you a dollar for one of those beanie babies? I need to butcher it for a cat toy.” “Sure?”

“Sit, we need to talk to you about something.” “Remember when you got high a couple weeks ago and had a gender crisis?”

“Are you going to stab me?” “What? Oh, butter knife, sorry.”

“You know when men have that little swoop of hair? The queef?” “Oh my god I’m crying, you mean a quiff.”

“There is a very large bug on my flowers and I don’t want to touch it.” “That’s my cicada, he’s already dead.”

“Dude, I’ve lived with you for like three months, you’re so obviously a switch.”

“Sometimes you say things and I do not question you because they are the most on brand things you could possibly say. Like sure, I’ll buy that you listen to punk music and have a high pain tolerance. That seems right.”

[grateful-to-my-superiors]

Since the last part got some attention, here's part 2:

It felt weird tongue-bathing a man's feet. I did kiss another man's foot before, as a sign of submission, but this was new. It was borderline gay, on my side at least. A minute or two passed where the only thing I could think about was how repulsed I was by this whole thing, full with questioning my life choices, asking myself if I could have been less pathetic, just a regular family guy, with a loving wife to come home to, have boring sex and just call it a day. I found however that those ideas rapidly evaporated, and my mind magically shifted to focusing on the task on hand. The texture was crazy, the edge of each toe had more angle to it than any other woman I worshipped. I found myself forgetting about what was happening around me, ignoring the fact that my wife was now gagging on this magnificent man's cock, eyes all teared up and drooling all over the place. I found myself only focus on the feet in front of me. For a second I forgot there was a cage on my dick, it just felt like I have a clit that was really aching to be rubbed. I woke up from my reverie with a deep moan from my master, and a louder gag sound, which was enough to know his cum was shooting deep into my wife's throat, and she was taking it like a champ.

His gaze shifted to me a few seconds after. "well well well, it looks like we're not the only ones having fun here" he said speaking to the woman of my life who was kneeling in front of him, all messed up with drool, sweat and cum. Then looking at me "You're not really the kind of slaves I classically enjoy toying with. I know there isn't a trace of manhood left your psyche, but your morphology is just too reminiscent of a male's." He molested my natural man boobs for a second, while I froze in there, not knowing what to do. "You're already halfway there, but you still need some work". With that, he put on a transparent plastic glove and ordered me to kneel on all fours. He produced a small bag that looked like it had coke in it and I was genuinely wondering what was all of this leading to. Then it hit me, I remembered I saw a similar bag once, it was MDMA. We shared a gram once, my wife, a random bull and I, which made me more subservient that night. I remember however we mixed it in a glass of water before we drank it..

A weird sensation in my butt cut through my line of thought. I immediately recognized it as master's finger making its way through my hole. Something felt off however, it felt kinda sandy and it burned. He was shoving fucking MD deep into my butt, and I was meaning. "This will be your daily routine from now on. It has immediate effects of course, which you'll discover shortly, but on the long run it will slowly but surely destroy your testosterone production, while at the same time conditioning your dopamine production to correlate with .. anal action".

Too much science for me, but I got the main idea. This man was set on changing my hormonal equilibrium, not with HRT, not with meds, but just the unhealthiest way possible, and I felt grateful. Suddenly he was done with me, he grabbed my wife, laid her on the bed and started fingering her. With a gesture he motioned me to start licking her simultaneously which I happily did. I licked and licked and licked and I suddenly felt it. My asshole took a life of its own, and it felt like it was opening on itself, while my view of the room radically changed. I was no longer a cuckold husband licking hus queen to orgasm, I was some kind of a female freak, my gaze instantly turning towards master's veiny dick. I was craving it and he noticed. "Not so fast cucky, you still have a long way to go before you're allowed to even touch it, for now however" he said while he flipped my wife to put her in a doggy-style position as he would a toy, "now you're allowed to worship my ass while I fuck this cheap slut you call a wife" .

The night was just starting, I thought to myself through my drug-dazed brain. This was the life I was made for. This was heaven. I was happy

[cowboyjen68]

i appreciate everything you do so much <3 it would have been so great to have had positive interactions with lesbains and butch women in particular, from an early age. Took me a while to figure myself out and because comfortable in myself because I was trying to compromise with my mom, for her it's bad enough that her daughter's a lesbian.. but she's also butch!! the horror lol. she would always point out butch women we saw on the street and say snarky stuff about them and it was always so disheartening, because I wanted to be like them. Now I have a femme girlfriend and friends who support me, and I'm letting myself embrace that more but sometimes it's still in the back of my mind. But finding your account on tiktok has honestly done wonders for me, it's been so incredibly helpful! I think a lot of ppl are very grateful for everything you do 💖

I distinctly remember thinking "there is no way I am butch or lesbian because I am not like all of the ways other people describe them." The only depictions I saw were "tough, angry and distant" women who tried very hard to be "one of the boys" . Caricatures of butch women as created by mostly straight men.

I heard us talked about as "man hatiing, OR worse maybe, "just like a man". And I knew then didn't mean the kind of men I had in my life like my dad and brothers who were kind and humorous guys. I only ever heard my male family members talk highly of wives and girlfriends. They were the kind of guys who would definitley rather hang out with their spouses and not the "boys". They meant the caricatures of men that I saw in the movies or old TV shows. The kind who say "the old ball and chain" and either complain about women or talk about them as only objects of sexual desire, not as full humans.

I did mental inventory checklists. I don't hate men, I don't look at women and see JUST boobs or some such nonsense. But I did know I saw them as sexually attractive as pueberty hit, which caused me a whole other set of concerns "Oh no.. AM I JUST like those kind of men?!". I didn't WANT to not understand or be like other women, I just couldn't quite fit in or be "one of the girls" at social gatherings. I realized later that many of the girls I felt "othered" from where just better at fitting the stereotype that earned them acceptance than I was. None of them were actually fitting into the "box" society said they should. They played the part to "fit in". And many of them actually felt or were shamed when they DID like things our culture said they should, like they were giving in. GIrls could just not win.

My mom, who later told me she knew I was a lesbian by 4 or 5 or so never said anything bad about lesbians perse. BUT she defininitely pushed me to be more "feminine" in subtle ways. She herself played softball, rallied against wearing skirts (by rolling up jeans underneath and loosing the dress once away from home). She did not fit all the steretyples of a "1950's House wife" when she married dad. My dad would say he loved her because she was different. Independant.

I think a part of my mom recoginzed that being a masculine woman DID come with dangers and judgements from the outside world. As a parent she wanted to remove as many obstacles from her child's life as she could. As a parent myself I look back and understand. She knew I would always be a lesbian but she maybe thought she could curtail some of the visibility of butchness under clothes and mannerisms. Constantly saying "don't be loud, be nice the the boys, Just TRY the dress, put on a clean shirt, try not to get dirty, SMILE, don't sit like that".

In hindsight, as a woman she very well understood the aggression with which society and people could use to get women to fall in line, to adhere to our role. My dad, being a man, was constantly like "let her be, leave her alone, she's a tomboy, it's fine. Who cares?" He just had no idea who much MORE demand there is for women to conform. Mom did.

I can't say this is your mom's unconscious thought process, she might just be unable to understand butch is a thing you just ARE and her limited understand of how women are supposed to be does not allow her to get that. But perhaps her actions are formed my experience as a woman.

I am so glad you are loving yourself. The act of a butch realizing we can just live, unaided, unbothered and with no effort as a butch is a freeing feeling. Having a femme girlfriend is icing on the cake. I can say I never felt so loved and protected as when my girlfriend would tell me she appreciated me, found me sexy, that SHE felt safe with me.

Thank you for your kind words about my tiktok. I can't hear enough times that my presence on the internet helps, yet just hearing it once is enough to motivate me to keep on keeping on! Lesbian and butch positivity and visibility was important to me coming out and I am paying that forward.

[lilacwineandthesinkingsun]

A request where Chris Evans and his wife are having a honeymoon in Japan. The two having a hard core intimate moment in a Japan's love hotel

Getting you round..

You married Chris a little over a month ago in secret, only your family and closest friends knew. Then when he finished filming, you few to japan for your honeymoon. It was so rare for him to be able to take 2 weeks off in one go. So you were gonna make the most of it. You two just visited a thousand shops, finished lunch. He couldn't keep his hands to himself lately, always in need to touch you, until now it was just holding your hand, or your waist, or playing with your hair, kisses on your cheek... and now, you felt him inhaling right next to your neck cause he knew that makes you shiver, he slowly snaked his hands on your waist, his thumb brushing lightly over the sides of your boob, kisses on the back of your neck, his voice dropping an octave...

Another hour later you couldn't wait any longer. He got you so riled up, you were nearly screaming. That's when you saw it. You read about these online. A love hotel. You took his hand and started dragging him after yourself. You dropped 3 hours worth of money on the counter, they smiled and gave you a key, and you basically dragged Chris up to the room. It was dark, dimly lit with a red light, you pushed him to the bed, he fell backwards with a thud.

-I didn't know i could rile you up this much. - he said.. he fucking dared to say that. You climbed on top of him, your innocent looking sundress already around your hips, his hands grabbing your thighs as you put a hand around his throat, leaning in so close, when you talked your lips touched.

-You started it, now finish it Chris. - you said before kissing him. He pulled you closer, deepening the kiss before turning you both over, him hovering over you now. You half on your side, so he could still spank your butt with a cheeky smile.

-You're not leaving Japan without a baby inside you sweetheart. - he threatened and you whimpered. You two decided to try for a baby, but only while you had fun making it. Neither of you wanted it to becoma a robotic trying. He took your wrists in one of his hands, holding them down above your head, his other hand bunching up your skirt a bit more, only to realize you didn't wear panties today.

-Damn baby... no panties? I married a slut didn't i? - he said so lovingly, you nearly got confused. All thoughts leaving your head when he sank himself into you. No foreplay, no teasing, he had to be you right that second. He started to rut into you mercilessly, the almost painful stretch of him turning into white hot pleasure.

-Yes Chris.. feel so good.. stretching me out so good... - you moaned as you clawed at his back. When did he get naked? you thought, not as if it mattered.

-Gonna make you round with my kids... so good for me... my little wife.. - he said as he came deep inside you, biting fown on your shoulder. He did not pull out, wanting to keep himself inside of you as long as he could. He peppered your face with kisses making you giggle. You caressed his handsome face, moving to get up but he held you down.

-Now now sweetheart.. where do you think you're going? - he asked spanking the inner side of your thigh. - i'm not finished with you yet. - he said as he started to thrust inside of you again, occasinally biting a nipple, slapping your tits or your thighs, making you moan so loudly at one point hotel staff knocked in thinking he hurt you.

Who knows.. maybe you really won't leave Japan without his baby in your belly... You wished you wouldn't.. Not without a mini him to carry, to nurture..

[jaeyuniee]

Can I?

Dom!Jake x Sub!Reader

Warning: Smut 🔞, unprotected sex, tit sucking, fingering (f. Receiving), kissing, oral sex, marking, creampie, pet names, some praising, and more!!!

You where asleep on the couch after watching tv while waiting for Jake to come back from work, it was past 9 and your husband hasn't came back since 7 pm which made you worried. You where fast asleep as you heard the door bell ring and ignored thinking about who would come at such a time???

Obviously your husband Jake, He thought that maybe you where taking a bath upstairs so he took out his keys and opened the door himself. Jake heading upstairs to the bedroom spotting you sleeping peacefully on the bed, you where sleeping in his oversized white shirt with only a pair of white panties on your bottom and a white cute bow headband on your head. The position that you where in was quite seducing to him as your soaked panties where visible to him, soon his erection struck in his pants as he went closer to you admiring your beautiful face.

Jake woke you up softly with a sweet tap on your shoulder "mmmmh, w-who is iw-t-?" You words where quite messy as you where still half asleep "its me, your baby" he spoke responding to your question. You sat up realizing that you weren't wearing pants as your squeezed your thighs together in shyness, Jake found it cute as he placed a peck on your cheek "Can I touch you? You look so beautiful while you where sleeping" he said as his words made you flustered "y-yes please" you whispered as you spotted his erection that made you horny asf 🤭.

Jake lifted up your shirt cupping you soft plush boobs sucking on them as you moaned his name holding on to his head, his fingers went down to your crotch as he took of your soaked panties inserting a few fingers little by little. "Hhmp! S-so f-f-full ja-ke," he knew that you where enjoying the sensual pleasure he was giving you. Jake took his mouth of your nipples and soon he started thrusting his fingers in and out of your wet pussy, "baby your doing so well for me" he whispered into your ear as he kissed you then. Jake took out his soaked fingers and rubbed your essence on his throbbing dick as soon as he took off his pants, Jake started jerking himself off infront of you ad whimpers left your moist lips.

Jake pushed his hard cock into your wet pussy thrusting into you passionately, you both moaned eachothers names due to being emotionally connected to eachother. "My sweet wife feels so good around me" Jake whined into your ear. Your husband started marking your collarbone with love bites just to mark you as his. "J-j-jakee im c-cumming!!!" You moaned as he also released his seed inside of your pulsating pussy, you felt his cock twitch inside of you as you both moaned together.

"Now your full of our babies my love" he spoke as you slept in the the crook of his neck, he found you so cute as he cleaned you up and made you ready for bed. Jake was responsible for his actions "t-thank youu m-my hub-by." you whispered as you where half asleep, a smile crept up his face due to your baby attitude. You both cuddled into eachothers arms keeping eachother safe and warm. That night was filled with romance and passion for you both, a night that you both will always remember.

The End!

Hope You Enjoy!!! ❤️

[theatrekidstatus]

Chapter 10

||TW: S/A&cringy text|| Y/n pov: "We can go now" I tell everyone "OK let's go mí vida" Ant suggests "What's with the sudden Spanish" I ask "Yo no se" he responds in the car "every one shush Vanessa just got sebby to sleep"

A few months later

"Ok everyone it's opening night, ARE YOU READY!" Lin asks "Yes." Everyone said "I CAN'T HEAR YOU!" he chanted "YES" "THAT'S WHAT I LIKE TO HEAR, NOW let's get READY!" "Hey babe ya nervous?" "A little but I'm gonna shake it off." "You're gonna do great." "Thanks, babe," I say then I give him a peck "I'm not even teasing y'all anymore YALL ARE SO CUTE," Phillipa says "You've mentioned that a time or two" "alright leave 'em alone Phillipa" Nea ushers "I want a boyfriend" Pippa whines (*hypnotize voice*Steven doesn't exist that's no one you know and Johnthan groff didn't introduce them) "I know Phillipa I know" "hey babe wanna go on a date tonight if you're not too tired." "Of course, now can you do my ponytail please" he asks "Of course John" I reply with a funny voice "Thanks..." he drones off "Martha" I Finish "What?" he asks "John Lauren's wife's name was Martha" I explained "how's college by the way" he asked (Anthony was 24 in Hamilton and she would graduate at age 23) "really well I'm passing. But I have to perform a monologue tomorrow and I'm so scared." "Hey I have faith in you." "5 MINUTES TO PLACES" an intercom went off (a/n thank you 5) "I gotta be near the wings and you gotta go to the audience, see ya BEA." I wanted to see the show and see their hard work

-after the show-

I was getting ready to see them "Where do you think you're going?" A strange man asks "None of your business" I reply "Oh I don't like attitude" he Snares as if I care (a/n bars) "Too bad" I say while I get up and walk to the dressing room I felt a hand on my ass then I get spun around then a hand on my boob "are you gonna tell me now" he asked licking his lips "HELP" I sob loud everyone stopped clapping "Y/N" ant and Lin yells the hop off the stage and run to me ant starts getting close to the man "get.out.now." He shouts while holding a hand on the man's neck The man runs away "Are you ok? We have his name and how he looks we can get him arrested." Lin asks me while speed talking I just start crying "Come on, THAT WAS our show I hope YOU LIKE IT AND YEAH UM BYE LOVE YOU" Lin shouts to the audience "LOVE YOU" The audience those are the good Hamilton fans. The ones who get it, the funny ones who share lins love, not whatever kind of fan he was "Babe I'm sorry I couldn't protect you" ant apologizes "What do you mean you scared him off?" He asks "Only because you were strong enough to call out for someone" he assures me "I learned from my last time" I explain "This happened before?" He asked...worried "Yes but it was worse touched everything, got me...pregnant BUT I got an abortion." "I'm so sorry," he said while hugging me

"Y/n are you ok?" Lin says while running in "Yeah I'm fine" "Good come" here he hugs me "Let's go" "ok-OH ANT ARE DATE" I shout as I suddenly remember "If you don't wanna go don't have to" he explains "thank you" I say smiling my weak but real smile "no problem" he replies doing the thing. Me and Lin head home "Lin staying quiet and not talking is not how I like to do with it" "ok yLet'snna talk let's talk" "ok so I was really scared OK I thought it was like a horrible dream but I couldn't scream this time" "in real life or a dream" "both, I couldn't speak in my Dre- well nightmares and I couldn't scream then, but I could this time before it got worse and I was protected and that's why it's not a bad as last time and well I can talk and without a stutter" well guess I gotta explain when I was about 16 and just moved in with Lin. I took a walk and someone followed me but I didn't notice I walked in an alley and yeah... didn't help with previous trauma so I went mute, I got bullied for being the mute depressed girl. When I did speak it was with a stutter and some popular girl became "friends" with me so she could seem nice and get cooler but when she got what she wanted she left me and told me all the stuff I told her. Um yeah, high school was not fun. "Lin I think I need myselfays Of my self." "Of course." "I'm going to sDadp loLoveou dad." "Love you too oh, too wanNessatooPleasenessa" "Please?" I put on my bonnet brushed my teeth put on a sports bra and shorts, and went to bed

-next morning-

"Y/n" "Hm?" "I'm off to work OK Nessa will be home She's ter she she'spping, don't worry she took sebby" "Bye-bye." "Bye, kid." I went back to sleep I woke up like two hours ago. "What do I wear today?" I ask myself "Oh I'm not going there I guess I'll wear this tee" I hear the door open It is Nessa and sebbHeyhey mom, bro," I say while fist bumping seHey "Hey y/n Are you okay Lin told me what happened are you ok" "I'm getting over it" "good have you eaten" "no" "let's fix that can you watch sebby while I cook" "sure" "Sebastian are you ready to eat" "isvdhbhsdbvihbhsvifbisvfb" "sdvihbiwhbviwbdvihhdwvhibwdvb too you to" "breakfast is ready." "nice." "come on baby sit down right here." "this is so good Nessa." "thank you." I got a text from Anthony

My mannn💀🎃😼🫶🏾☠️😺😽🤲🏾👽😸🙀👐🏾👾😹😿🙌🏾🤖😻😾👏🏾:hiiiiii are you ok?

Yes

My mannn💀🎃😼🫶🏾☠️😺😽🤲🏾👽😸🙀👐🏾👾😹😿🙌🏾🤖😻😾👏🏾:wydddddddd

Eating breakfast with my mom and brother

My mannn💀🎃😼🫶🏾☠️😺😽🤲🏾👽😸🙀👐🏾👾😹😿🙌🏾🤖😻😾👏🏾: is it good?

Hella good

My mannn💀🎃😼🫶🏾☠️😺😽🤲🏾👽😸🙀👐🏾👾😹😿🙌🏾🤖😻😾👏🏾: I had an energy bar for breakfast

Still lins food NEOW

My mannn💀🎃😼🫶🏾☠️😺😽🤲🏾👽😸🙀👐🏾👾😹😿🙌🏾🤖😻😾👏🏾:damn why🤣🤣

Mom packs him every breakfast food so he won't miss one

My mannn💀🎃😼🫶🏾☠️😺😽🤲🏾👽😸🙀👐🏾👾😹😿🙌🏾🤖😻😾👏🏾: Ty im going now

Mission completed

ILY sm

My mannn💀🎃😼🫶🏾☠️😺😽🤲🏾👽😸🙀👐🏾👾😹😿🙌🏾🤖😻😾👏🏾:lol ly2 cya

AdIoS

"I didn't know y'all were in your 'i love you' part yet" "ha yeah" "y'all kinda remind me of a young Lin and me" "aww" "yeah we're going on a date soon" "really where?" "It's a surprise" "those are always great" "we hear the bell ring" "package for y/n Terrell" "that's me" [a/n: ;) ] "someone sent you this package so sign" "all right" "thank you" "no problem have a blessed day" "what's in the box?" "I don't know" "let's open and see just give me one second" "sebby one last bite" "vwdhuvbdehvhudev" "good boy let's get back in the crib with your toys" "well I heard you got a special someone On the side burr" I sung i don't know the part was stuck in my head "I'm ready" "o- IS THAT A KNIFE" "it's still a mystery package" I open it was ALL my favorite snacks and food clothes I wanted jewelry,make up, and a letter even better it said "y/n I hope this letter finds you in good health and in a prosperous position too put information in the pockets of boyfriends down on there luck because some other guy decide to fuck anyway hi y/n my love language is gifts and I didn't know how to Make you feel better so I hope this brightens up your day<3" "aw Anthony is so sweet" "he really is,I hope we make it..." "to what?" "Marriage..." "I amire that you have that faith but take it slow" "ok nessa" "I'm gonna hang the clothes in my room" "all right" I did just that I then went into mom's room "mommmmm" "hey y/n" "I'm bored wanna stalk peoples post and online shop and judge the clothes" "sure" we were on Etsy when someone texted my computer

My mannn💀🎃😼🫶🏾☠️😺😽🤲🏾👽😸🙀👐🏾👾😹😿🙌🏾🤖😻😾👏🏾: did you get it yet? (Yes the contact is the same) (no I'm about to get it)

Yep thank you so much ily<333

My mannn💀🎃😼🫶🏾☠️😺😽🤲🏾👽😸🙀👐🏾👾😹😿🙌🏾🤖😻😾👏🏾: no problem ILY2 and HELP PHILLIPA AND JAZZY KEEP READING ARE TEXT AND TALKING ABOUT HOW THEY WANT BOYFRIENDS

Lol

My mannn💀🎃😼🫶🏾☠️😺😽🤲🏾👽😸🙀👐🏾👾😹😿🙌🏾🤖😻😾👏🏾: jazzy just hit me

My mannn💀🎃😼🫶🏾☠️😺😽🤲🏾👽😸🙀👐🏾👾😹😿🙌🏾🤖😻😾👏🏾: fuck yeah I did and hey boo😜😝😘

JASMINE CEPHAS JONES STOP HURTING MY BF AND GIVE HIM HIS PHONE

My mannn💀🎃😼🫶🏾☠️😺😽🤲🏾👽😸🙀👐🏾👾😹😿🙌🏾🤖😻😾👏🏾:no hey back☹️😔

Hey boo Wsp how you have been we gotta go on a date soon

My mannn💀🎃😼🫶🏾☠️😺😽🤲🏾👽😸🙀👐🏾👾😹😿🙌🏾🤖😻😾👏🏾:fr anyway your bf is ok

My mannn💀🎃😼🫶🏾☠️😺😽🤲🏾👽😸🙀👐🏾👾😹😿🙌🏾🤖😻😾👏🏾: I'm totally fine anywho speaking of dates you wanna go on why next month ONLY IF YOU'RE COMFORTABLE IM SORRY I SHOULDN'T HAVE BROUT IT UP"

You are so funny and cute Anyway yeah I'm down (a/n: for the count drowning in em)

My mannn💀🎃😼🫶🏾☠️😺😽🤲🏾👽😸🙀👐🏾👾😹😿🙌🏾🤖😻😾👏🏾: cool Almost my que BYE

"Nessa" "Yeah" "This would be our first date" "Oh I have an outfit where y'all going" "he mentioned the fare so there maybe?" "Ok, so this?"

"Yes Nessa I can always count on you" "Sure can" We got a text and the fam GC

The Miranda's

Hi My NaMe Is LiN mIrAnDa: Y/N HELP

WHAT.

Hi My NaMe Is LiN mIrAnDa: Jazzy is harassing me with questions and harassing Anthony physically

-new text-

Jazzy poo bear😭🙄🔛🔝‼️🗞️🧍🏼‍♀️🫶🏾🤭🎶🗣️🪄✅😑👍🏾🩷😂👦🏿🖕🏾😘❕🔥😔👦🏾💞👹❗️🔊🎩👦🏽:hey boooooo

STOP HARASSING MY BOYFRIEND AND DADDY

Jazzy poo bear😭🙄🔛🔝‼️🗞️🧍🏼‍♀️🫶🏾🤭🎶🗣️🪄✅😑👍🏾🩷😂👦🏿🖕🏾😘❕🔥😔👦🏾💞👹❗️🔊🎩👦🏽:I SOWEY BEA

IT GOOD SUGARPLUM

Anthony Ramos pov: I was bored and y/n didn't come to work because of previous circumstances so I texted her

hiiiiii are you ok?

pinkie pie😩💗🎊❗️🔝🎥💞💕❕🎉🔛😔💓🪅😭‼️🤡😠💖🗣️🎈🔊🔙☹️😫🍾🥳🙄😚😝:Yes

wydddddddd

pinkie pie😩💗🎊❗️🔝🎥💞💕❕🎉🔛😔💓🪅😭‼️🤡😠💖🗣️🎈🔊🔙☹️😫🍾🥳🙄😚😝: Eating breakfast with my mom and brother

Is it good like scrumptious or just good I need deets

pinkie pie😩💗🎊❗️🔝🎥💞💕❕🎉🔛😔💓🪅😭‼️🤡😠💖🗣️🎈🔊🔙☹️😫🍾🥳🙄😚😝: Hella good

I had an energy bar for breakfast

pinkie pie😩💗🎊❗️🔝🎥💞💕❕🎉🔛😔💓🪅😭‼️🤡😠💖🗣️🎈🔊🔙☹️😫🍾🥳🙄😚😝: Still lins food NEOW

damn why😂

pinkie pie😩💗🎊❗️🔝🎥💞💕❕🎉🔛😔💓🪅😭‼️🤡😠💖🗣️🎈🔊🔙☹️😫🍾🥳🙄😚😝: Mom packs him every breakfast food he won't miss one

Ty is going now

Mission completed

pinkie pie😩💗🎊❗️🔝🎥💞💕❕🎉🔛😔💓🪅😭‼️🤡😠💖🗣️🎈🔊🔙☹️😫🍾🥳🙄😚😝:ILY sm

Iol ly2 cya

pinkie pie😩💗🎊❗️🔝🎥💞💕❕🎉🔛😔💓🪅😭‼️🤡😠💖🗣️🎈🔊🔙☹️😫🍾🥳🙄😚😝:AdIoS

"You and y/n are getting close" Lin teases "Yeah well we are dating?" I replied confused "How Many teeth do cows have?" Lin asks "Shit I dunno" I answer "Can you look it up," he asks with wonder, and his eyes "aight" I go to Safari and I look at Lin to ask why he thought that" "WEDDING RINGS" he shouts "WEDDING RINGS" everyone shouts "UM NO WHAT HUH UM FUCK" I shout and stutter, "bitch you better not purpose the littarl DAY after she was assaulted," jazzy says in an angry tone "I'm not, Jesus" I reply "and.you.better.not.give.her.a.google.ring.she.is.a.Pinterest.girl." She said while hitting me "I know gah damn" I shout

did you get it yet

pinkie pie😩💗🎊❗️🔝🎥💞💕❕🎉🔛😔💓🪅😭‼️🤡😠💖🗣️🎈🔊🔙☹️😫🍾🥳🙄😚😝:Yep thank you so much ily<333

"Man y'all so scared to say I love you over text" Jazzy shares "But they are so cute" Pippa adds "For real" Jazzy agrees

No problem ILY2 and HELP PHILLIPA AND JAZZY KEEP READING TEXT AND TALKING ABOUT HOW THEY WANT BOYFRIENDS

Lol

"Fuck you"

Jazzy just hit me

"SNITCH BITCH" Jazzy shouts "OW PIPPA SAY SOMETHING" I yell "BARS?" Pippa asked, Jazzy stole my phone while I winced

fuck yeah, I did, and hey boo😜😝😘

pinkie pie😩💗🎊❗️🔝🎥💞💕❕🎉🔛😔💓🪅😭‼️🤡😠💖🗣️🎈🔊🔙☹️😫🍾🥳🙄😚😝JASMINE CEPHAS JONES STOP HURTING MY BF AND GIVE HIM HIS PHONE

no hey back☹️😔

pinkie pie😩💗🎊❗️🔝🎥💞💕❕🎉🔛😔💓🪅😭‼️🤡😠💖🗣️🎈🔊🔙☹️😫🍾🥳🙄😚😝Hey boo Wsp how you have been we gotta go on a date soon

Anyway, your bf is OK

Im totally fine anywho speaking of dates you wanna go on why next month ONLY IF YOU'RE COMFORTABLE IM SORRY I SHOULDN'T HAVE BROUT IT UP"

pinkie pie😩💗🎊❗️🔝🎥💞💕❕🎉🔛😔💓🪅😭‼️🤡😠💖🗣️🎈🔊🔙☹️😫🍾🥳🙄😚😝:You are so funny and cute Anyway yeah I'm down

Cool Almost my que BYE

"You should get her a present" Jazzy suggests "I already did" I add to the conversation "Ooooo what?" Pippa asks "A bunch of food she likes and stuff she wanted," I say to answer her question "Aw" Pippa and Jazzy say and unison "I wanna boyfriend" they share in unison "I know come on girls," renèe says while leaving with them

-intermission-

Jazzy was asking me and Lin hella questions about y/n then she started hitting me then Lin texted their family group chat

Then Jazzy stopped yelling to text y/n

[coldhardbinch]

Woke up with some things on my mind yesterday and decided to write something Real for once 🙃

Church has always been my family business.

One of my earliest memories is giving my mother attitude while she pulled into the church parking lot. I’d spent the morning trying to convince her that I was too sick to go to church (I was not remotely ill) and she looked at me in the rear view and said, “You’re getting to that age where you don’t want to go to church.”

I don’t remember the whole lecture (I was probably about 3) but the gist of it was that this was not a feeling I was allowed to have. As the pastor’s kids, we were never supposed to be anything but thrilled to be at church. Nevermind that we were there more often than anyone, or that from the second we pulled into the parking lot, we were being scrutinized by the bitties and the deacons, so maybe we didn’t really feel all that welcome here. Them’s the brakes, kid. You’ll go to church, you’ll stay late, and you’ll enjoy it.

When I was a teenager trying to flake out on praise team practice, my father said to me, “The Bible says if you don’t use the gifts God gave you, He’ll take them away.” I went to practice and learned to sing simple songs about a simple faith. I could sing of Your love forever. My brother-in-law led us on his acoustic guitar every Sunday morning. My brother ran sound. My sister corralled her five children into church clothes, then the van. When she was late, I had a perfect view of the whisperers, the gossips, the Did You Notice crowd.

When I moved away from home, I comforted my parents by telling them there was a good Baptist church in my new neighborhood. I never went. When they asked, I lied. Sometimes, when I can get a Sunday off. Eventually, they stopped asking. I rarely called, anyway. I sang in the car, with my friends, in dive bars for karaoke and began to believe that maybe this was somehow my religion. 

My sister and I came out to each other via text on the same night. She made a joke about leaving her husband and dating girls. The kind of joke I recognized. I texted back: “So, girls, huh?” and soon we were laughing. “Girls are so pretty!” “Who isn’t obsessed with boobs?” 

She left her husband that year. My parents’ adjustment period took some time, some difficult conversations, some days where I was too mad at my mother to speak to her at all. On Thanksgiving, they held a big breakfast that included my ex-brother-in-law’s new wife, my sister’s new girlfriend, and her three kids. I video called in for moral support. My father made sure I was “there” before starting a little sermon about our family’s new normal. Change is hard but can be good, or something. I was out of practice, hadn’t heard him preach in years, tuned out a bit out of habit. Near the end, he turned to whoever was holding the phone showing my face, and credited me with helping to make these changes happen. I just kind of smiled, not sure how to respond. A response I've given him many times. Then everyone went back to their bacon.

That Christmas, I came home and came out of my own closet, to much less fanfare. Everyone kind of Knew, You Know.

I think about that Thanksgiving more and more as my siblings’ children grow up, become their own people. Be allowed to be their own person at all, rather than the Optics Approved Pastor’s Kid. They wear their hair and makeup in ways my parents would never have allowed us to, in defiance of gender norms and sometimes good sense. Openly read books, watch movies, listen to music that I remember having to smuggle past my parents. They go out to plays that have nothing to do with Christmas, Easter, or any part of the Bible. They go on out-of-state school trips, far from their parents’ watchful eyes, without a single religious official around to remind them that Jesus Died For Them.

I think of those little babies, now full-fledged People, running unsupervised through Disneyland. Out with their friends with no fear of being Caught Dressed Like This. Standing up to their dick of a youth pastor. Going away for college. Prioritizing themselves over the 24-hour family business that is being the pastor’s family. And my heart swells to bursting. There is so much in this world that I can’t shield them from, that I simply cannot change. But seeing them spared a few of the specific lonlinesses of my youth heals some part of me I’d forgotten was even broken.

And I think about that Thanksgiving, and all the lonely ones I spent away from family, knowing I would have felt lonlier with them. I think I may always be a bit of a stranger to my family. I think that’s how I prefer it. But I know that I made my family a little less lonely for the next generation. When I see my father’s eyes in my face and so many others, it no longer feels like the gaze of a vengeful god.

[ketso]

Episode 15

Risuna, Keith and I now live together. Trust me, it's not the peaches and cream that you are thinking of. He bought some simplex house in Bryanston. It's close to work for him. It's a four-bedroom simplex house. Risuna has his nursery. I have my own bedroom - he let me have the main bedroom. Risuna still sleeps with me though. Keith sleeps in another bedroom by himself.

We are cordial. And I won't lie to myself, I'm falling in love with him. It's a dangerous feeling to feel for your roommate. I mean he's married. His wife still phones him for favours and he gives them to her. That, in my view, makes it more than clear that his heart is still with her. I'm just the woman who carried and birthed his child, like it was always meant to be. I'm scared that if I try to be with him despite the wife element and the fact that we agreed we are doing this for Risuna, I will end up heartbroken. More than that, things will be awkward. I'd feel like I'm also cornering him into not saying no to me because he already feels indebted to me for birthing his son, so why would he say no to some kisses, cuddles and sex? Let me just keep to myself. Let me just co-parent with him. In Keith's eyes, I'm just Risuna's mother.

I've just finished showering. Risuna is in the house making a noise with his dad. I guess I'll make lunch for the three of us. I heard Keith saying something about going to a zoo. I didn't take him seriously because every Saturday, there's always something that he has to do with his wife. So now that he's actually here today. I'm wondering if we really are going to go to the zoo. Plus, I want to take advantage that he's here and available to look after Risuna so I can go and see Wandi in hospital.

I wear a cute short but classy dress. Wandi made this for me when I was pregnant and she said the goal after birthing the baby is to fit back into this dress. Today, I fit. It's tight around my boobs then opens up with flare under my boobs. It's actually cute. My legs look very nice in it. I comb out my relaxed hair then put a pearl Alice band on my hair. I wear sandals with my outfit. Maybe this outfit will give me a hint of where Keith stands with this situation that he and I find ourselves in.

"Dumelang", I greet them as I enter the TV room where they are sitting and playing on Risuna's play mat.

I had to give all the gifts that Sizwe got me to Morafe. Keith just took over nje and wanted nothing to do with the gifts that Sizwe got me.

"Hello mommy. You look so beautiful", Keith says.

I smile at him.

"I'm going to make us lunch. What are you feeling like?" Me.

"Whatever you are making is good with me." He says.

"I'll fry some potato chips and make a club sandwich. Is that okay?" Me.

He smiles at me. It's a yes for him.

I head into the kitchen.

They follow me - Risuna is in Keith's arms.

"Did you sleep okay?" He asks me.

"Yeah. It feels different though... not having to work and just being here with Risuna. I hope you don't feel like I'm using you", I say.

"Bassie, come on. This is us. We've never used each other. I'd never think that of you", he says.

I nod my head.

His cellphone rings. He pulls it out of his pocket. I see the caller ID. It's his wife. I'm already annoyed.

"Hey".

...

"Sure. What's up?"

...

"I was actually planning to spend time with Bassie and Risuna today."

...

"Yeah, but I have a family now. And the agreement was that you give me enough notice so I can plan my weekends properly. I can't just change my day and drop my son because things just came up with you."

...

"You are being unreasonable now. This is supposed to work for both of us, not just you."

...

"Fine."

He hangs up.

"I thought you were filing for a divorce", I say.

"It's a bit complicated", he says.

"I see. Are you still sleeping with her?"

"Bassie -

"Actually, forget I asked."

"I'm not sleeping with her, Bassie. I'm not sleeping with anyone." He says.

I'm quiet.

"This is just not a good time for her to be going through a divorce", he says.

"Just like it wasn't a good time for her to be a mother six months into a pregnancy she made me go through?"

"Bassie-

"I'm just the idiot biological mother who was sacrificing so much for a man I love more than any man I'll probably ever know. But I've never meant anything to him. His wife has always come first and will always come first. All I'll ever be is Risuna's incubator. I’m sure if your wife wanted you and Risuna back, you'd just rip him out of my arms and leave me to sort myself out."

He stares at me. I don't know what to make of his stare.

"Are you joining us for lunch or do you have to go?" Me.

He's still a bit... in a state of stillness.

I just keep moving about in the kitchen.

...

Basetsana has exploded. I knew this day was coming, but I never expected her to say the things that she has just said to me. I'm sitting in the TV room watching my kid move around and discover what his body can do, I ponder on what his mother said to me. What's ringing the most in my mind is her saying that she loves me. Bassie and I have always loved each other. I've never doubted that she loves me and that I love her. But the way she said to me - after shitting on me about not filing for my divorce - it's more than the love we've had and shared over these years.

I don't think I'm going to that lunch that her father invited us to.

My cellphone rings. It's Noria.

"Yes?"

"Where are you? Dad is expecting us in the next ten minutes", she says.

"I'm not coming." I say.

She takes a deep breath.

"Keith, we've spoken about this." She says.

"I'm spending the day with my family today. Send my regrets to everyone."

"Don't do this, Keith. If you want an amicable divorce from me, you will think very carefully about what you are trying to do to me right now."

"Do your worst. You can expect the divorce papers from my law team on Monday."

I hang up.

She tries to phone me again. I don't pick up her call. She tries again. This time I block her.

"I left your food in the microwave. I'm not sure what your plan is", Bassie says as she takes Risuna. She has a bag and everything with her.

"Where are you guys going?" I ask her.

She just looks at me then leaves. I look outside the window and I see an Uber picking her up.

Ja no, I'm in shit.

...

It's been hours now since they've left. Bassie's phone is off and I'm getting really worried. I text Senzi, Wandi's husband. Maybe he knows something that Wandi may have mentioned to him.

"Yo. I'm looking for Bassie. I'm wondering if you've heard anything?"

He replies instantly saying, "They are here with us at the hospital. Don't stress, Wandi's mom is driving them back home in a few."

That's a relief.

"Thanks bro", me.

He sends me a thumbs up.

I wait another hour before Bassie walks in. Risuna is passed out in her arms. I get up and take their bag from them. She goes to put Risuna down.

He's up and crying now, so I guess Bassie is bathing him. It's always war when this happens. Then, it gets better when she breastfeeds him. That's when I go and drain his baby bathtub. I try to help as best as I can.

Now, we put him to sleep together.

When he's asleep, Bassie and I go the TV room. I guess we are going to talk. She's pissed off.

"The card is blocked", she says.

"Huh?"

"The card that you gave me that's supposed to have money for Risuna and me... it's blocked. That's why Wandi's mother had to bring us back home. We couldn't get and Uber back because the card is blocked." She says.

"That’s not possible. That's my account. I'd have to block it and -

Shit!

Noria blocked our cards.

"I'm sorry. It must be Noria trying to get back at me for not making it to today's event and me saying that she will have the divorce papers delivered to her by Monday." I say to her.

"Why is she blocking your account? How can she do that without your consent?" She asks me.

"Listen, I'll sort this out." I say.

I give her another card.

"This is an account she didn't know about and still doesn't know about. Use this until everything is sorted, okay?"

She stares at me.

Then she says, "How bad is this going to get?"

"I don't know. She's not going to make it easy. And with her father running for some government position, she cannot afford a divorce right now. So, it will be bad." I say.

"Keith, why don't we move to a smaller place? Something more affordable. We don't need all of this. Then when the dust has settled, we can come back to this life. I'll even go back to work. But if you insist on this life, it will be easy for her to hold you hostage." She says. Wow, this woman!

"I want the best for my son... and you", I say.

"We know. Teaching a child the value of suffering is teaching him what's best. He will be fine."

"I don't want you to go back to work."

"Then we have to move. But if we stay here, I'm going back to work", I say.

I nod my head.

She turns to walk away from me, but I hold onto her wrist and she turns to face me again.

"I love you too, Basetsana." I tell her.

She gives me a look that I cannot understand.

She pulls her hand from me.

She pulls her dress down.

It's finally happening.

I take off my t-shirt and pull my shorts down. Then I carry her to my bedroom. That's where my condoms are.

We are kissing all over each other.

I put her down on the bed.

I get my condoms.

I see her staring at my wall. Oh shit. She's never been in here. I have an A0-sized photograph of her and my son on the wall. I love them being the last thing I see every night and the first thing I see every morning.

"Keith -

I sit on the edge of my bed. I’m really horny. But I have to focus.

"I know. I'm sorry. It's just... I want you guys to be the last thing I see every night and the first thing I see every morning. You are my purpose." I tell her.

"Keith, why did you marry her? Why didn't we end up together? I mean, since we were kids, our story was written in the stars."

I can't even answer her.

"I cried myself to sleep on your wedding day." She tells me.

"I'm sorry, Bassie. I really am." I tell her.

I hear her sniffing and I see her wiping her tears.

"I'm going to sleep. Goodnight, Keith." She says.

She walks out of my bedroom.

I find myself crying too.

It's morning before I know it and I don't feel like going to the kitchen. I know she's up because there's noise of dishes and pots. My son sleeps in a lot, so he's probably still fast asleep.

I check my email.

I see something from Noria. She's asking me for a meeting before we meet with the lawyers. I just ignore it.

I have to put on some big boy pants on and go face Bassie.

I wear some pants then walk out topless. She saw me all the way naked yesterday. I saw her all the way naked too and she is looking like something I'd tap any day and any time.

"Good morning", I greet her.

She's in shorts and a tank top. She looks really nice.

"Hey", she says without looking at me.

"You slept okay?" I ask her.

"I had to help myself after you had me all heated and didn't finish", she says and giggles.

I laugh too since she opened that up for me.

"I'm sorry. But to be fair, you left me", I say.

She looks at me and laughs.

"I'm sorry about last night. I didn't mean to-

"Bassie, please. Honestly, I'm glad we spoke about that. We needed to talk about it." I say.

"I just don't want us to -

I pull her into a hug. She hugs me too. I kiss the top of her head. She is quite short.

"I was also up all night looking for cheaper places we could stay in. I found a promising one. It's a two-bedroom apartment in a place called Boksburg, in the Eastrand. It's very affordable. It's a quarter of what we are paying here", she says.

"You know we don't have to do this right?" I say.

"I know. But I want to. When the time is right, we will have what we really want", she says.

I lift her head up towards my face. I kiss her. She kisses me back.

"I'll go view the place today. If you are free, we can go together", she says.

"I'd love to go with you. But I have to meet with my lawyer. I trust your judgment."

She smiles at me.

"The lawyer is coming here. So you can use the car." He says.

"You sure?" She asks me.

"I promise", me.

We kiss again.

"Can we finish what we started last night?" Me.

She laughs at me.

Risuna cries.

"Your turn, daddy", she says.

I laugh and go get my son.