#But wait she was walking somewhere before she got distracted - and it took them that long to notice! Wow

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pairing: mattheo riddle x reader request: I NEED MATHEO OR THEODORE X FEM READER AND SHE JUST LOVES HIS HANDS AND ARM VIENS AND SHE WALKS INTO HIS DORM AND IS GOBSMAKED TO SEE HIS ABS AND SHE WANTS TO RIDE THEM AND SHES JUST SO OBSESSED AND THINKS HES THE HOTTEST MAN IN THE PLANET- AND SHE FOLDS LIKE A PRETZEL WHEN HE GIVES HER THOSE EYES- JESUS IM A CATHOLIC BUT THEO AND MATTHEO COULD BE MY NEW RELIGION- author's note: big thanks to @writingsbychlo for listening to me rant about this man in her inbox. posting this now so she can wake up to her mans. the way that i would fold for mattheo so fast (theo look away). anyways, enjoy this purely smutty fic 😮‍💨

You were supposed to be studying. 

When you came into his dorm, you specifically told Mattheo not to interrupt you under any circumstances. Usually, you preferred the library but some prat had accidentally set off a dung bomb, which meant closure until further notice. 

You tried studying in your dorm, but your fellow housemates decided that there was no better time to throw a back to school bash in the common room than the night before your Ancient Runes exam. Harry and Ron, who shared the same class, appeared completely unbothered as they chugged firewhisky straight from the bottle. 

Your roommate Hermione was long gone. Probably holed up somewhere in the dungeons with Draco. You followed your friend’s cue and snuck into your boyfriend’s dorm, narrowly avoiding Filch. It never seemed fair that the Slytherins got individual rooms, but tonight you had never been more thankful for it. 

Mattheo had set up a whole battle station for you on his desk. There were fresh ink pots, newly sharpened quills, and blank parchment waiting for you when you arrived. After kissing your sweet and considerate boyfriend, you went straight to work. 

By the time midnight struck, the parchment was filled with glowing runes, making your ink stained hands cramp from drawing out the symbols over and over again. To Mattheo’s credit, he kept to himself and read quietly on his bed while you studied. 

You were so engrossed in the material that you barely registered him kissing you on the cheek before leaving to take a shower. That little mistake cost you because as soon as he walked back into his dorm with nothing but a towel on, you nearly spilled fresh ink all over yourself. 

Water trickled down Mattheo’s chest, the little droplets snaking through his perfectly chiseled abs only to disappear beyond his v lines, which pointed like an arrow to what you knew was hiding underneath that towel. 

The fabric hung dangerously low on his hips as he walked over to his dresser to pick out something to wear. You watched with rapt attention as he braced himself against the wood, those delicious, juicy veins protruding from his forearms and nearly making you dizzy with desire. 

Finally, Mattheo turned. The silence had caught his attention and he smirked when he saw you ogling him. 

“See something you like, pretty girl?”

You flushed. “Just got a little distracted.”

Mattheo’s grin grew. He sauntered over to you, leaning over so that he had you caged against the desk. 

“Oh?” he asked, his voice low and husky and absolutely fucking sexy. “Maybe it’s time for a break then. You’ve been such a good girl studying so hard all night. I think you deserve a reward, my love.” 

Your breath hitched as Mattheo’s lips grazed yours. He tilted your chin up, giving you a perfect view of those brown eyes. Then he gave you the look and you knew you were done for. 

It was a look that said he wanted to devour every inch of you until you couldn’t even recall your own name. You gave in. Of course you gave in. How could you not?

“Maybe for a second…”

Mattheo took the opening. One arm snaked around your waist, bringing you up with him as he pressed you against the desk. His other arm crept up your back until he reached the nape of your neck, fisting your hair through his fingers as he kissed you roughly. 

“Do you even know how fucking sexy you are, princess? My smart schoolgirl in her tiny little skirt.” 

Mattheo carefully moved your studying materials aside before picking you up and setting you down on the table. He gripped the top of your thighs and brought you to the edge while sliding his tongue against yours. You whimpered as he grinded against you, showing you exactly how hard he was underneath the towel.

“Been thinking about bending you over this table all night,” Mattheo whispered in your ear. His hand climbed higher up your thigh and you felt your body instantly respond to his touch. “Bet you’re soaking wet for me already, aren’t you angel?”

You moaned as he toyed with the waistband of your panties. “Matty, please.” 

Your boyfriend smiled at your nickname for him, knowing that he had you right where he wanted you. “What is it that you want, darling?”

“Touch me. Please.” 

Mattheo smirked as he tugged your panties off. His lust filled gaze drank you in as he dragged two fingers through your slick folds. 

“Fuck. You’re so wet. Is this all for me, princess?”

“Mhm,” you mumbled, nipping at his neck. “It’s not fair. You play dirty, Matty. You can’t just walk in here with nothing but a towel on.” 

“Why not, angel?”

You sighed, tracing the hard planes of his chest. His muscles flexed under your fingertips as you gently raked your nails against his six pack. “Because you’re sexy and I can’t help myself.” 

Mattheo chuckled darkly, plunging two fingers in your pussy. You bucked against his hand, watching in stunned silence as he withdrew it only to stick his middle and pointer finger into his mouth. His eyes rolled to the back of his head as he tasted you on him. 

“This is exactly what I mean,” you whined. “For Godric’s fucking sake, how am I supposed to concentrate after that?”

“Maybe we can compromise, angel.” He shuffled through your parchments and stuck one to the wall. “I’m going to trace the runes inside of you and if you get them all right, then I’ll give you your reward.”

You swallowed thickly and nodded. Mattheo grinned before giving you a quick peck. “Pay attention, sweetheart.” 

His fingers dipped through your folds once more and you gripped his arm, fighting the moan from escaping your lips. Mattheo curled his fingers inside of you, drawing a familiar shape. 

“Urus,” you said in a breathy voice. “It means strength.”

“That’s right, angel.” He shifted as you ran your hands down his arms. You could feel his veins throbbing underneath your palm as he fingered you. “Don’t get distracted now. I know how much you love my hands. I promise they’ll be wrapped around your throat by the end of the night if you get all these right. Now focus.”

You nodded, eyes fluttering close as he traced another rune. “Algiz,” you answered. “For protection.” 

“Hot and smart,” Mattheo announced proudly. “How’d I get so lucky?”

His lips grazed yours and you willingly parted for him, fluttering around his fingers as his tongue slid into your mouth. He pumped his digits inside of you, teasing and taunting. 

“Let’s try something harder, princess.” 

Mattheo’s skillful fingers prodded against your walls, sketching a complicated shape. You closed your eyes and focused. It was a tricky one, but you remembered the cris cross pattern. 

“Inguz,” you said decidedly. “Fertility.” 

“That’s right,” Mattheo said with a smile. “You're doing so well, sweetheart. One more and you can have anything you want.” 

“Anything?” you asked with a small smile.

“Whatever that devious little mind of yours desires, my love.” 

“Okay,” you replied. “I’m ready, then.”

Your boyfriend nodded, staring right into your eyes as he marked the last and final rune. It was an effort not to get lost in those warm, brown eyes. But you steeled yourself, determined to claim your prize.

“Rerth. For luck.”

“Good girl,” Mattheo said with a smirk. “Fitting since you’re getting lucky tonight, angel. Where should we start?” 

You bit your lip, cocking your head at him. It was nearly an impossible choice. You wanted to kiss him. Bite him. Lick him. All of the above and more. 

But there was one thing that stood out from all the other deliciously sinful choices. You pressed your palm against his abs and grinned. 

“I want to ride your abs.”

Mattheo’s eyes widened. He hadn’t expected it, but fuck he was so down. He would’ve given you anything with the way you were looking at him right now. 

“You never fail to surprise me,” he said fondly. “Well come on then, let’s make your filthy little fantasy a reality.” 

In one smooth move, he lifted you off the table and deposited you on top of his bed. Mattheo reclined against the headboard and watched with hungry eyes as you straddled his stomach. He smiled as you slipped the tie off your neck and looped it around him. 

It was a simple move, but so fucking sexy and possessive at the same time. You were claiming him. Mattheo was yours and you were his. You belonged to one another—mind, body, and soul. 

Mattheo trailed kisses down your neck and throat, leaving marks on your skin as his deft fingers made quick work of the first few buttons on your blouse. He leaned back and admired his work, his hands gripping your hips while you grinded your soaking wet sex against his muscles. 

He didn’t think it would feel this good. There was something about you using his body to get yourself off that fucking turned him on like no other. Mattheo lifted your skirt up, fisting the fabric in his hands and watching as you coated him with your arousal. 

The little whimpers you were making sounded like music to his ears. “My good little slut,” he said, squeezing your tits as you rode him with reckless abandon. “You’re so fucking filthy, baby. Using me to get yourself off. I’m just your fuck toy aren’t I princess?”

“So good,” you murmured. “You feel so good, Matty.”

The desperation in your voice set him off. He gripped your hips hard enough to bruise and bucked forward, smirking in satisfaction when you moaned. The ridges of his abs rubbed against your clit, providing the perfect amount of pressure to the sensitive area. 

“Keep riding me,” he said in a low, rough voice. “Just like that, angel. Such a good girl for me.”

You closed your eyes, lost to the waves of pleasure coursing through your body. Mattheo gripped your chin, his voice rough around the edges as he spoke. “Open your eyes, darling. I want to watch you cum.”

His rich brown eyes pinned you in place, drinking in every detail. That sexy smirk curved against his lips as he hooked his arms behind his head, admiring the view of his girl riding him. 

“Look at you, baby. You’re making such a fucking mess. Such an innocent face, but you turn into a filthy whore when you’re with me.” 

“Only for you, Mattheo.” 

“Damn fucking right,” he said, sliding his hands under your skirt to rub at your clit. 

You bucked against him, riding out the high. Heat exploded in your core and seeped into your veins. Mattheo kissed you roughly, staking his claim on you as he devoured your moans. 

“That’s it, princess. Cum for me, pretty girl.”

The orgasm felt like a lightning strike. It hit you all at once, making your walls spasm as you came all over Mattheo’s abs. He cursed when he felt you soaking him through, utterly turned on by the mess that you’ve made. Mattheo had never been harder in his life. 

Your boyfriend peppered kisses on your face, pulling you taut to him as you came down from the high. Mattheo brushed a lock of hair behind your ear, tilting your chin up so he could press his lips against yours. He groaned and held your hips down, grinding his boner against your ass. 

“I’m not done making you cum, princess. You’ve got one more in you, don’t you angel?” 

As sensitive as you were, your pussy throbbed at his words. When it came to Mattheo, you could never really get enough. 

“I thought I only got one reward. You’re spoiling me, Matty.” 

“There’s no question about it. You’re my spoiled rotten little princess. But this reward isn’t for you, it’s for me.” He smacked your ass, gesturing for you to get up. “Now come on, angel. I was serious about that desk.” 

He smirked as he walked you back to his desk, his hands disappearing underneath your skirt as he massaged your ass. Mattheo kissed you roughly before he flipped you over, bending you on the desk so you were face down and ass up. He flipped your skirt up, hissing when he found you soaking wet again.

“You just can’t help yourself can you, princess?” He pumped himself in his hand before sliding the tip of his cock along your folds. “Gods, you’re fucking wet. Are you ready, baby?” 

You whimpered, rocking your hips against him for more friction. Mattheo held you in place, fisting your hair in his hands. 

“Use your words, darling. I want to hear you beg like the good little slut that you are.” 

“Please, Matty,” you whined. “I need you so badly that it hurts.” 

He kissed the base of your spine, grinning as he eased his length inside of you. Still sensitive from your last orgasm, you gripped the edges of the table as Mattheo buried his cock within your walls. Your legs felt like they were going to give out any minute, but he kept you upright, cursing when he felt how wet and tight you were. 

“Fuck,” he grunted as he thrust into you slowly. Mattheo gripped you from behind, picking up the pace. Your pussy clenched around him like a vice. “Gods, pussy’s so good baby. You’re doing so well. Taking all of me like my perfect little whore.” 

Mattheo fucking adored the way you blushed at his filthy words. He leaned over, capturing your lips in a sloppy kiss as he fucked you into the table. He thought he was going to pass the fuck out when you grinded back into him, meeting his movements to take more and more of him. Mattheo leaned over and shielded your head from the wall, making sure you were protected as the table shook underneath you. 

The sound of skin slapping against skin mixed with your breathy little moans was enough to send him over the edge, but he wanted to make good on his promise. Mattheo always put his girl first. The boys were right. He might be just a little bit pussy whipped. 

Even without the sex, you could’ve asked Mattheo to kill for you and he would’ve done so without question. 

“I fucking love you, darling. I’d kill for you. I’d die for you,” he said, every word laced with conviction. “Forever and always.” 

“I love you too, Matty. Forever and always.” 

He kissed your cheek, the action surprisingly soft compared to how rough the sex was. You felt like you could’ve melted onto the floor. 

“Cum with me, my love.” 

Mattheo wrapped his arms around you as that familiar heat spread burned in your core. He held you as the orgasm rocked through your body, sharing in the euphoric high while the two of you finished together. His grip around you only tightened, hugging you from behind while he slowly pulled out. You were barely keeping upright as it was, your legs threatening to give out under you. 

Without a word, your boyfriend scooped you into his arms and brought you back to bed. He cradled you against him, whispering praises and encouragement while stroking your hair. 

“You did so well, baby. I’m so proud of you for remembering all those runes. You’re gonna ace your exam tomorrow.” 

“You really think so, Matty?” You snuggled against him, burying your head in the crook of his neck. Mattheo stroked your back and placed a kiss on your temple. 

“I know so, darling. You have no idea how proud I am for having such a smart girlfriend. I love bragging about you to our friends.” 

You flushed. “Well, I couldn’t have done it all on my own. I had some help from my smart, sweet, and sexy study partner.

Mattheo grinned and kissed you gently. “Glad to be of service, my love.” 

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Can you do a angsty Matt story? Maybe when hanging out with friends he made a rude comment and the reader got upset but he didn’t notice so when they go back to his house Chris/nick notice somethings wrong not Matt which makes the reader angry and they fight?

a/n: if you look at my doc where i wrote this at, this took up 15 pages of utter horror

warning/content ahead: ANGST LETS GO, matt x anxious!asthmatic!reader, fighting, crying, arguing, anxiety attacks, asthma attacks, bsf!chris yesss go girl, like one oc i made up, lmk if i missed anything

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TOUCHED

You trail closely behind your boyfriend, the mall large and filled with people, getting stopped every five minutes for a new fan to take a photo with him. You being the one forced to take them.

You hand a fan their phone back, watching as they skip somewhere off to the side. You sigh, and Matt goes in to reach for your hand, understanding your frustration, but you flinch away, making sure he doesn't grab a hold of it. "You okay?" He questioned.

You guys have barely made it past the entrance of the mall and this was the eighth fan to come up to him, it was a day made just for the two of you and now it's being slowly stripped away from you as you take pictures of him next to strangers. You didn't want to seem sensitive, but answered nonetheless, lying through your teeth. "Of course."

You dart your eyes around the place for a distraction, landing on a pretzel stand. "Oh! Wanna get a soft pretzel?" You get excited, gesturing to the stand. Matt follows your gaze and his face brightens. "Oh, god yes. I've been wanting one for weeks." He utters.

He grabs ahold of your hand and you take it back immediately, shoving it in your pockets and looking around to see if anyone saw that. No, thankfully, not. You hoped.

You watched his adam's apple bob as he dropped his gaze, you two walking over to the stand. "You looking to buy a pretzel?" A young woman in the stand asks, fixing her uniform hat. "Yes, please--" You start but quickly get interrupted.

"Wait, are you Matt Sturniolo?" She asks, her demeanor changing to reach for her phone. You swallow your throat dry as he answers. "Oh my god, can I get a picture?" She doesn't wait for an answer, getting around from the stand as she gets her phone ready. Matt shoots you an apologetic look as you ignore it, taking the phone that was handed to you and snapping a picture of them, your face expressionless.

"Thank you so much." You give her a small smile just to quickly realize she wasn't even looking at you, but at your boyfriend. "What did you guys want?"

You order, every sense of excitement completely flushed out of your body as you chew at your pretzel. You guys were now standing at some corner of the mall shadowed, somewhere Matt had insisted on standing to eat your pretzels in peace.

You chew on your soft pretzel, calculating the place around you before turning your attention to look up at him. He examines your face, one side of his cheek stuffed as he chews on it. He chuckles to himself, "You got a little somethin'' Matt's gaze was on your upper lip, lifting a thumb to brush off whatever was on there but you quickly moved your head back. You block his gesture with your own hand, removing any crumbs that were on you.

He finishes what was in his mouth. "Look," He starts but you dismiss it immediately, knowing what he's about to say. "Let's spend this day without any problems, okay?" You tell him softly before he could get a chance to explain himself. He sighs, looking like he's considering what you're saying.

"Okay." He agrees, "But, can I get a quick kiss?" He asks, a small frown on his face. You look around, seeing one too many people. "When we go home." You answer.

PDA in general isn't your cup of tea, but little stuff like holding hands and small physical touching you didn't mind. Matt was aware of that, you guys have been together for months. You'd think he'd got you all figured out. But as his career was skyrocketing, so was your problem with PDA.

It felt like everyone was watching, the anxiety of his fans probably seeing something and snapping a picture, posting it to the internet without either of your consent swelled your mind. His fans are what worried you, with how cruel they could be and the all seeing eyes of judgment. You loved Matt and wouldn't leave him for the world, he was your partner in crime. But making it public seemed like a death wish, millions of fans deranged enough to find a way to have you two broken up.

You weren't embarrassed of him, that was the farthest thing you felt. If anything, you felt like you were the one embarrassing him. You couldn't afford to paint such a picture for him and you didn't want any more fans to go any harsher on him. You were doing this because you cared for him, that's what he didn't seem to understand.

-

You stood in front of your mirror, having your hand slide down your curves, the dress hugging you exceptionally tight in all the right places. Your hair was in a messy updo, revealing your delicate shoulders and collarbones, messy strands untied to the updo, flying filmy around in soft motion. You were thrilled to see the look on your boyfriend's face when he sees you, knowing this a dress he would drool over, especially on you.

Picking up your phone, you notice your girl friends texting you, saying they were outside ready to pick you up. You, your boyfriend Matt, his brothers, and a bunch of friends are all going to some fancy restaurant in LA. Excited, you spray yourself in your signature scent and head out.

You got multiple compliments, which meant a lot coming from your close friends, but whether you wanted to admit or not, nothing mattered until you saw Matt.

You spare your friend, Em, a lip liner from your bag as you watch the restaurant appear into view. Em had made it her mission to somehow get Chris to fall in love with her by the end of the night, and you were curious to see how that would go. Peering out the window, you see Matt, his brothers, and their male friends conversing in front of the place, waiting on you guys. Almost everyone you were hanging out with tonight were influencers, not you though.

You feel your heart skip a beat when you see him, urging your friend to hurry up and park. He looked perfect. "Okay! Okay, give me a minute." She laughs, doing as you please. In seconds, you're out of the vehicle and greeting everyone, greeting the ones closest to you first. Nate, Chris, a friend, Nick, who doesn't hide his impressed look on his face. "Are you heaven sent? Holy fuck, you look amazing." He says and you fail to hide the erupting flattered chuckle, "Says you, wouldn't be surprised if you left tonight with multiple new numbers in your phone." You say, before turning to your boyfriend with a dimpled-smile.

You engulf him into a hug, one that has his scent swirling around you and comforting you instantly, one that takes him by surprise and stiffly hugs you back. "You look so handsome, pretty boy." You look up at him, pulling away from the hug. His expression was confused, the smile he had when talking to his friends disappearing when you pulled him into a kiss in front of everyone. Pulling back down, you stare up at him, waiting for him to say something.

"Thanks." He says, looking away from you and going to greet the other girls that tagged along. You were still smiling, but you furrowed your eyebrows in confusion. That was it? He's usually more touchy than this. You watched him hug all the other girls, with hands around their waist a gleaming smile playing. You wondered if that's what he looked like hugging you too.

He pulls away and you stare at his hand, his finger ringed and the urge to hold it was strong. You reach a hand out to hold onto it, but he moves all too quickly in a motion of conversing with a friend before you can grasp onto it. Leaving you holding no ones hands but your own.

Turning your head away, you go and greet his other friends.

-

You sat at the long white-clothed table, picking lightly at the petaled roses displayed in front of you. Your boyfriend sat somewhere far down the table, across from Em. While you sat across from Chris, with Nick right beside you. Nick seemed to be caught up in a conversation with the girl on the other side of him. As for Matt, he was talking to both Nate and Em.

You can't help but look at him every second, he was so interested in whatever they were talking about he didn't even bother to make sure he sat next to you. He wasn't that far down the table, but far enough where you couldn't reach him. You could see and hear him, yet not touch him. For the first time in a while, you were upset about it.

You were forced to break your gaze from on him, turning to examine the beyond-fancy restaurant. Gold plated things everywhere, marble, high ceilings and long draped curtains. Maybe you were underdressed. Looking back down, you look at the rose petal you had accidentally broken off.

Everyone around you was engulfed in their own conversation while you just sat there, feeling the softness of the petal before slowly ripping it to shreds. Everything around you began hitting you in the wrong places, everything was too loud, the lights felt too hot on your skin, the place needed air conditioning, the waiter was taking too long. Your hands began to shake as the ripped petals fell from your grasp.

"Hey." You feel a quick kick to your shin and you look up. "Hey, Chris." You couldn't help but smile. Chris was definitely one of your best friends, all of the triplets were. But Chris knew how to take your mind off anything. His eyes darted from your shaking hands to your expression. "Why aren't you next to your boyfriend?" He asked with a small smile, one that made you feel like he was about to crack a joke.

"You mean Matt?" You dart your gaze over to him, he was fully laughing now. "Yeah. Unless you have a separate boyfriend here." Chris practically rolls his eyes as you feel the quiver of your hands quicken. You try to stop them, putting your hands on top of each other and applying pressure, hoping to stop it. "I think he just got caught up with his friends on a topic or something." You say in regards to Matt.

"Mm." Chris hums, nodding to what you're saying. He slowly leans against the table, getting closer to you. His voice drops a few tones as he asks you something. "What's wrong?" He gestures to your hands, voice whispery. You look back down to see your hands still shaking, you quickly hide them under the table and rest on your lap.

"My anxiety, Chris." You answer, looking at the open lights behind him before quickly looking away, feeling a headache form. "Everything here is so overwhelming." You answer honestly.

In Chris's mind, he puts two and two together. He knew you were telling the truth, but he also knew you wouldn't be this anxious unless you were seated next to his brother. He was aware that his brother had an effect on you that would immediately help with your anxiety, giving you some sort of comfort in uncomfortable scenarios. Chris cared about you like you were his sister, and he wished he had that sort of effect on you too, wanting nothing but to keep you happy.

He sighs, leaning back. "It is pretty overwhelming here, huh." He mutters, taking a sip from a water that was definitely Nick's, but he was too distracted to notice. You smile at the gesture, and he sips down the water and holds it up to you. "Want some?" He lifts his eyebrows, and you shake your head with a smile. "You sure, 'cause the ethereal hint of Sir Nicolas's saliva really just melts on your tongue."

You scrunch up your nose with a laugh as Nick's head snaps to Chris's direction. "What the fuck are you doing, Chris?" Nick's tone was warning. Chris pops a shoulder. "Oh, you know, drinking some delish water."

"Delish?" Nick repeats, "Did my water turn you gay?" That's what makes both you and Chris erupt into laughter, and you can't help but to even rub your eyes, careful not to mess up any of your eye makeup. Chris does the same, laughing more because you were rather than Nick's joke. Nick even chuckles a little, snatching his water back and keeping it beside him. "Dummy fuck."

It takes you a second to compose yourself, noticing just how loud you and Chris are being. With the failed attempt to keep yourself from laughing, you lean to Chris. "Sh–" You interrupt yourself with a laugh. "Shh, we're going to get kicked out." Your cheeks were hurting, the joke wasn't even that funny. Now you guys were just laughing because of the other one. 

Chris opens his eyes, squinting at you as he tries to lower his laugh a notch, holding a finger in front of his mouth as he attempts to shush you too, but only laughs more.

The two of you were unaware, but Matt had been staring at you since the moment Chris had kicked your shin. He watched as he leaned into and whispered something too inaudible, then kept his gaze on you guys until you were almost on the floor laughing. Jealousy burnt through his chest, and some form of hurt anger erupted, aiming directly at you. 

Everybody at the table now was looking at you guys, laughing a little along with you guys from the scene in front of them, not really sure what you guys were laughing at. You watch as a waiter begins to approach from behind Chris, and you immediately kick his leg, maybe a little harsher than intended. "Ow!" He jumps, and you point to the region behind him, he turns his head and sees the approaching waiter. He turns his head back immediately, his eyes widen as he tries to swallow down his laughs. Which seemed even funnier to you.

It was a struggle for you two to order, and Nick had to be the one to order for you guys. You felt immature and childish, but it somehow made you feel better about yourself knowing that Chris did as well.

Em starts talking from your row, across from Matt, as she aims her topic at Chris. "We're gonna have to wait even longer for our food now, am I right?" She says, making her voice slightly louder so Chris would be able to hear her, but his attention wasn't even on her, he was completely fixated on you, accidentally ignoring her completely.

"Ugh." He mutters, clenching onto his stomach. "My stomach hurts so fucking bad now." He almost moaned, and you grin. This is the most you've smiled all night. Now that he's mentioned it, you feel a cramp begin to form in your stomach too. "Oh, shit. Me too." You lay your palm on the thin material of your dress. "Fuck you, making me laugh so hard." You say, feeling your stomach begin to worsen.

"Me?" He scoffs, "Nick is the one that made the joke, loser." He defends, both of you guys matching with a hand on your stomachs. "Yeah, but your laugh is stupid." You tell him, he has an offended look on his face. "Your laugh is also stupid."

You shrug. "Your laugh is stupider."

-

In all honesty, Chris is what got you through the entire night. When the conversation would die down and you would shift your attention back to Matt, Chris managed a way to keep you from feeling gloomy again. Your boyfriend hadn't spoken a word to you since the moment you guys had stepped into that restaurant.

Now, everyone was getting up from their seats on the table and they left tips under their empty plates. Soon, everyone would need to leave.

You follow them out of the building, noticing how later it was at night and how you should've brought a jacket for the chilly night. You look for Matt, hoping he would provide you with some sort of warmth with his body heat. As everyone approaches their cars, they all linger there, deciding to hang out in the parking lot a little longer.

Chris was now talking to Nate and his other friend, not paying any mind to Em that was trailing behind him. You notice Matt telling Nick and his friends a few things, and you immediately get the idea to stand next to him. Hopefully the quiet game was over now, and he would finally talk to you now that you were closer. Standing next to Matt, who's in a conversation of his own, you gently lean yourself on him, letting your bare arm brush against his clothed body, providing you with the smallest bits of warmth. Usually, he'd cover your shoulders with an arm draped over it, but here, he doesn't do anything.

You lay your head on his shoulder as he continues talking, not even batting an eye toward you as you let out a small breath, watching as the air coming out of your mouth turns into cold fog. It was freezing out, and a gust of wind flew your way, giving you a series of shivers down your back. Subconsciously, you lean close to him.

"Can you stop?" He huffs, stepping away from you as you almost trip, just now noticing how dependent you were being on him. Nick furrows his eyebrows. The trip had sent your ankle to bend, small rocks digging their way into your skin. "Sorry." You swallow, fixing your shoe, your foot stinging.

The groups navigated to this one, and everyone was around each other, getting ready to head home but wanted to spare the time a little longer. You spoke to Em, who admitted she gave up on Chris. "He was hopeless." She sighed.

You spoke to the girls who drove you here. You loved them dearly, they were the kindest and the closest girls to you. Now, your attention shifted to Matt, who was listening to Nate speak to everyone. "Bro, I'm just glad the plans made it out of the group chat and everyone managed to come tonight. You know how long we've wanted to do this?" Nate mumbled the usual way he does.

"For real, plus, everyone looks fucking fantastic." Nick says, turning his head to you. "I'm looking at you, cutie." He points at you, winking. Everyone begins agreeing, and you start to believe it. Maybe you did look good tonight.

You turn your head to look at Matt, cranking your neck a little to look up at him. He looks past you, down at the pavement. "Whatever you say." He mutters under his breath, his face blank and you feel your heart begin to shatter like glass. No one seemed to have heard him, and you begin to wonder if it was just your imagination.

"What?" You question, looking at him. Your eyes start to get glassy, and the moonlight hits your face just right, making Chris notice what was going on. Matt ignores you, clasping his hand together. "All right, I guess it's time to go home."

"You're coming with us, right?" Nick asks you as everybody begins getting in their cars. "That was the plan." Chris says, looking at you for confirmation as you tried to bite down every part of your body that felt like it was being stung with needles. Swallowing your mouth dry, you answer. "I think I'll go home tonight."

Nick and Chris's faces visibly go confused. "Home with us, right?" You shake your head, your neck stuck in a stiff and still to keep yourself from accidentally looking at Matt. It felt like if you even tried to look at him, you would burst out crying. "Home to my apartment."

"Aw man, please?" Nick frowns, and you shake your head, hearing their car start. You hear Matt call your name out and you physically feel your heart clench. "Just fucking come." He groaned, entering the car and slamming the door harshly, enough to leave you flinch. Your eyes got subconsciously wide, trying to expand your sight as if it'll keep the tears from rushing out completely. Chris and Nick look at Matt then you, then at each other, utterly bewildered. "I'll come." Your voice barely came out, completely dumbfounded by his aggressiveness.

"Let's go." Chris puts a gentle hand on your arm, leading you to the back of the car as Nick rushed to the passenger seat. "Matt, what the fuck is your problem?" Nick was a tone away from considering yelling, no doubt angry with the way he was treating you. Matt just sighs.

Chris watches you with sorrow as you take your time entering the car, noticing just how bad you sprained your ankle, needing to hold onto his hand to enter the vehicle. The second you scoot to the middle of the back of the car, Chris immediately shoves himself inside, shutting the door as he glares at Matt through the rear mirror. "Took you two long enough." Matt grumbled, his voice was quiet but he spoke volumes.

"Matt, seriously, what stick is up your fucking ass?" Nick spoke with his hands, his palms spread open but his fingers clasped together as he was vigorously waiting for a response. God knew you were waiting for one too, desperate for one. It felt like piles of bricks were being laid on your chest, one by one.

"Nick, shut the fuck up." He had begun driving by now, all you could do was lay your head against the window and wait for this ride to end. "Watch your goddamn mouth, Matt." Chris didn't have his seatbelt on, sitting on the edge of the backseat as his voice was laced with impatient annoyance.

You closed your eyes, holding your own hands, lacing your fingers together as they began to shake just as they were in the restaurant when you first got there. "What are you going to fucking do, Chris? Kiss my girlfriend?" Matt argued, his voice getting louder. Your eyes fly open at the phrase.

"Matt, what?" Chris uttered, nothing but confusion written on his face.

"This is so fucking stupid." Nick declared. "Let's make it home and give her a peace of calm fucking mind. I just want her to have a good night's sleep, honestly." He sighed, referring to you. He cared about you deeply.

The ride home was uncomfortable to the brim. It felt like someone had poured thick fog into the car and made it difficult for you to breathe at a normal pace, your breaths either lasting too long or too short. The invisible fog picking at your nose and eyes, a push away from letting a tear slip. At least, for you.

Now, you are back home in your boyfriend's house. Nick leaves for his room to quickly change, as Chris lingered to do something on his phone. Usually, you'd head straight for Matt's room, given it was the one that had everything that belonged to you in, the one you'd sleep at every night.

You stood around, unsure of the next move you should make. Matt took a rootbeer out of the fridge and popped it open, looking at you as you glance at your splintered feet. "You just gonna stand there or what?" He says after a sip, another brick adding to your chest.

You approach the kitchen, passing Chris on the couch who had his gaze fixated on you, mentally begging for you to stand up for yourself. You bring up the courage to look him dead in the eye, the same ones that you had declared the most perfect eyes in the world just earlier today. "Matt, what did I do?" You finally ask, straightforwardly asking the question.

He furrowed his eyebrows in mock confusion. "What did you do? 'Cause frankly, I'd love to know." Sarcasm laced his tongue and you felt your hurt turn into anger. "Stop talking out of your ass and answer me." You say, getting closer to him that the only thing separating you two was the wide table in the middle of the kitchen.

"There's always fucking something with you, isn't there?"

"Always something with me!? You're the one who won't tell me what's wrong." You make your voice louder to match his.

"You always have some sort of problem with something, don't you!?" He was determined to out-yell you, as if his words would hit harder if he made it's volume that way.

Your body was boiling, confusion, impatience, and pure irritation an ugly mix in your stomach. He won't give you an answer, and you are fed up. You cannot let him treat you like this any longer.

"What the fuck are you talking about!?" You begin to use your hands.

"You fucking know what I'm talking about!"

With that being said, you two were now yelling over each other. The argument quickly turns into a fight, your hands shaking uncontrollably as you move them around. His voice booms throughout the house and it's enough for Nick to quickly notice what was going on from upstairs. You shouted back, begging for a simple response as he accused you of acting dumb on purpose.

The shouting was layering on top of what you two were saying, screaming and yelling what immediately comes to mind, paying no attention to what the other person is saying for the interruption until a phrase slips out that triggers the other person into saying something else.

Chris screwed his eyes shut tightly, a depressing wave floating in his chest as he felt the hurt wafting from both of you. The two people he cared about the most, fighting as he heard it all. He shuts his phone as he raises both his hands to rub on his eyes until he sees static. The unbearing sound of the two of you only getting louder.

The second Nick was done changing he was flying down the stairs, determined to break up whatever was happening.

"Matt!" Nick tried yelling over you two, but quickly noticed he'll have to do more than that, you two louder together than Nick was on his own. He attempts to call your name as well, but neither of you are aware of his presence.

You couldn't help it, hot tears were streaming down your face now as you pleaded for him to compromise. Your emotions shift between hurt, anger, and everything that comes with it. Matt definitely noticed, his gaze lingering on your glistening cheek as he only argued back quicker.

Nick shoots a quick and worried look at Chris, who just so happened to open his eyes right when he did, concerned this would become something physical. Chris gets up from his spot on the couch, approaching Nick with a look that says 'how-the-hell-do-we-stop-this'.

The sight in front of them begins to get messier and their heart skips a beat when Matt doesn't stop his yelling, leaning over the table to point a finger at your face.

"You know what you're fucking—"

"Get your finger out of my fucking face." You spit.

" 'because it always has to be your way—"

"Matt, I said get your finger, Out. Of. My. Face!"

"Oh but as long as I'm doing what you–"

You and Matt were now inches away from each other, leaning across the table but your faces uncomfortably close. A vein was practically popping out of his forehead and no doubt so was yours. Nick silently thanked God for the table that was between you two.

You begin choking up your words and losing your breath, every word attempting to form was now a struggle, a new and harsh cough interrupting it. Chris's eyes widen and Matt abruptly stops. A silent second passes as all three of them stare at you, hoping for a false alarm, but your coughs get worse as you attempt to get some air in your lungs, failing to do so.

"Her inhaler." Matt yells, panicking immediately. Chris begins shuffling under his feet as Nick has no idea what he's supposed to do. Matt slaps Chris's shoulder, "Get her fucking inhaler, now." Matt orders Chris, the two of them sprinting to Matt's room to get it.

They come back in actual seconds, Matt's room turned to junk after throwing everything out of his drawers to find it. You never thought you'd have to use your inhaler, only ever using it once a year, more or less. Your asthma was mild, but this argument definitely triggered it. It was brought to your mouth in seconds, and you needed a full moment to get your chest working properly again.

Matt's expression was now plastered with worry and fear, every sort of angry bone in his body disappearing. Now, all that mattered to him was that you were okay. And honestly, once you could see straight, you had begun crying again.

"I'm sorry." Matt brushes the hair out of your face, strands sticking to your forehead from sweat, watching you uncontrollably bawl. "I'm so sorry."

Your tears were the hottest you've ever felt on your skin, and your eyes were glowing red from how much this all hurts. "Matt, I just can't do this. Either– Either tell me or fucking don't."

Nick helps you sit up and Matt swallows, deciding that he should just come clean with his behavior. But first, he needed his brothers out of here. He gave Chris a simple look and he nodded. "Nick, let's go."

And they were gone.

You had your eyes closed, all the energy in your body gone completely in one go as you waited for him to speak, a tear following another as it began to calm down. A few seconds pass as Matt tries to recoil his thoughts before finally talking.

"You hate touching me when we're anywhere that isn't a private setting." He starts, sighing through the sentence. "You'd flinch when my hand would even touch yours in the slightest. After a while, I began understanding that maybe that's just who you were. You know, not the biggest fan of public display of affection, or whatever."

He swallows. "So, I got used to it. You hated it and I began working around it. Until tonight. You hugged me and kissed me in front of everyone, trying to do the things I would pray to try and do to you on the daily. I got confused." He swallowed. "You were embarrassed of me, and that's the conclusion I came up with. Deciding to touch me when the setting involved my friends." You furrow your eyebrows.

"As if.." He sighs and looks down, his chest breathing heavily as he stays like that for a moment. You opened your eyes and noticed he was about to cry. "Matt." You try to say, but your voice is hoarse and chalky.

"As if you wanted to give them this image that everything was all good. You're embarrassed of me on every single occasion except for this one, and it just fucked with my head."

You sat up fully this time. "Matt, are you nuts? Seriously?" You scoff, finally understanding everything. "I do what I do because I'm embarrassed of myself." You laugh at the irony. "If you pay attention, everytime I act this way is when we are in reach of any potential fan of yours." You say slow enough for him to process. "This restaurant was too fancy to have a deranged fan there. I was comfortable to be myself with you there because I knew that no stranger could misread the situation."

You fix a strand of hair quickly behind your ear before continuing. "I kissed you because I knew those people, and I knew that they wouldn't take a photo of it and post it on the internet without my permission, letting the internet speak absolute crap about me and judge me solely because I'm your girlfriend."

The scene was quiet as Matt registered your words, and you made sure the second was longer, replaying what he said back in your mind, as well as the entire fight that had just occurred. It all felt so pathetic to think about now, and the reason for it all finally dawned upon you two.

"All I wanted was to finally hug–and touch–my boyfriend tonight. But all I got was an anxiety attack, an ankle sprain, and a fucking asthma attack." You finish off with a stupid laugh.

He's silent for a moment before laughing, "I should've known. Seriously. God." He rubs his eyes and you see snippets of tears slip past his fingers. You get up and hug him, and he engulfs you in the embrace before you could fully even reach him.

"I'm sorry for making you feel that way." The side of your head laid on his chest as you hugged him tightly, and he gradually took it tighter.

"No way you just apologized before me. I was supposed to do that." He sniffed, trying to lighten the mood.

"Sorry about that too."

He mutters your name and you look up, your chin on his chest. "I'm sorry for treating you that way. I feel like the worst human being on earth, and that's a fucking understatement." It was cute. Both of you guys are crying for the dumbest miscommunication ever. "I know." You say.

"Like, I somehow managed to fuck up so bad Chris had to be the one to comfort you tonight." He shook his head.

"Yeah. That was a crazy low you did for it to reach that point."

He shushes you. "I don't need reminders."

"You brought it up." You shrug. He nods, "Yeah. I guess so." He finally cracks a smile, and you follow the curves of his lips, unknowingly grinning with him.

"I really fucking missed you today." He admits, kissing your nose, your eyes fluttering shut before opening them back up immediately. "You have no idea, Matt. Promise to forget today?"

"Promise."

"Now let's go to your room, you need to get these splinters out of my feet."

"You got it, love."

[wintabite]

late nights w/ riki

GENRE! fluff

NOTES! gn!reader, est relationship, reader and riki r still in school, wc: 230+ for all

SYNPOSIS! just things you'd do instead of sleeping with riki!

✭ CONVENIENCE STORE RUNS

half asleep with your head resting on your boyfriend's shoulder, you felt light pokes on your cheek, many of them. the sudden touches startled you a bit, causing you to slowly become more awake.

"ki?" you mumbled, he took his hand back, shutting the laptop which was playing a movie in front of you two.

"we're going somewhere, get up" he informed, which confused you because it was 12:36 at night. an odd time to be leaving the house.

"okay..?" too tired to question where you were headed, you slowly got up, fixing up your hair and stretching as he led you out of the house.

the walk was short, but once you guys arrived, you knew it should've been obvious. of course he was taking you to a convenience store, he always does, especially at the most questionable hours. hand in hand, you two entered the luminescent building, waving to the visibly bored cashier before making your way to your favourite aisle. the chips, of course. there were always so many options, from doritos to a knock-off version of lays; 'slays'.

"i'm gonna get a drink, be right back" you told him after grabbing your go-to brand. riki was still deciding, he was always picky about what he wanted for the mood he was in, but for you, it was easy.

"noo, don't go" he held onto your hand tighter after you tried to slip it away, not letting you leave.

"it'll be a second!" you tried to reason, but riki didn't plan on separating from you for a second. god this boy was so clingy sometimes.

"my hand will get cold and fall off, you have to stay!" he paused, trying to think of the best way to bribe you "i'll buy you those gummies you like. i hid the last pack on purpose!" he smirked, knowing you couldn't deny those sour-filled strawberry gummies with the cute characters on the packaging. you gave in, and literally did not let go of his hand until you two got back home.

✭ STUDYING

riki wasn't much of a scholar, at all, and maybe you weren't a complete nerd, but you did try to get good grades. you two had a history test coming up, and not wanting to fail like the last time, you planned on studying that friday night. though, riki was dying for you to sleep over, so he invited you with the promise that he'd study with you and quiz you. now, he was more focused on doodling and making little comments instead of memorizing important dates and events.

"love, if you draw one more deranged cat i'm going to throw you out the window" you playfully threatened him, staring down at the page of solely doodles which was illuminated by a little desk lamp. what previously had a few minor notes written now had many.. questionable.. looking cats.

"i don't get it. who is the bald guy? what did he even do?" he switched the topic.

"if i tell you the whole story will you actually listen?" you tilted your head, admiring his pretty face at the same time.

"well, i'll try"

"after, i'll ask you questions about it, if you get them right i'll kiss you!" after saying that, riki paid VERY close attention to each and every detail of the story, getting every question you asked right, earning him several kisses. he didn't mind studying if it would be like that.

✭ KISSING

straight up, you two will stay up so long just kissing and taking breaks in between to giggle and talk. whether it be on his couch when his parents aren't home, or in the bathroom while there are guests over, you two love to stay up late just kissing.

"wait, i'm not done my story yet!" you pulled away from a long and loving kiss he gave you, since he interrupted you in the middle of a story you were telling, you wanted to get to the good part before you got too distracted by his pillowy lips. "she essentially just called me a rascal, i guess she was trying to offend me?' you continued.

"oh, wow" he mumbled, trying to make it seem as if he were listening to your story, but he really wasn't. you were tired, he was tired, and you were both sitting at the edge of his bed, unable to look away from eachother.

"old people, they really-" before you could finish, riki leaned in again, pressing his lips onto yours, giving you all of his love in a lazy kiss. you couldn't help but give in, the way he held the side of your face and the way he tucked strands of loose hair behind your ear, it drove you crazy. hearing your voice and watching your lonely lips move drove him crazy too. the night was still young, and he had no plans of going to sleep, he craved the feeling of being so closely connected to you, and couldn't get enough of the sweet lingering taste of lipbalm you had applied earlier.

✭ gaming

just you, him, nintendo switches in hand, and a tv. you two were playing mario kart, your character on the right and his on the left side of the large screen. you two were sitting back on the couch, you leaned against him, and you were very concentrated on the game. riki noticed that, and sacrificed driving off of the road to put his hand over your eyes, blocking your vision.

"riki! stop!" you squealed, hitting his hand with the controller, causing him to move it away from your face. he laughed, but you didn't, because you dropped by two places. "i'm not in 2nd anymore! are you serious!" now he was in second place, and close to catching up to first.

"my bad, a ghost moved my hand" he fake apologized.

"yeah and you'll be sleeping on the couch with that ghost instead of with me" you concealed a smirk, staring ahead at the tv as if you said nothing, but he shot his eyes towards you.

"what! i'm sorry! for real!" his eyes darted from the tv, to you, and so on because he still had to somewhat focus on the game.

"nuh uh"

"i'll give second place back to you, baby" he compromised, which sounded like a good idea to you. he stopped moving so you could catch up, replacing him in second place.

"and you have to change into the matching pajamas.." you added to the deal after you caught up, you were wearing the cute set of hello kitty pajamas, and were dying to see your boyfriend in his matching ones. riki knew he didn't have a choice.

a/n: i love this man saur much sigh

[vivwritesfics]

Can I request reader begging rooster to teach her how to fly?

im basically riffing here, i have no idea what i'm talking about but im such a slut for this man

Rooster Masterlist

"Please, Roos," she whispered as her fingers danced across his chest.

Roos. That name and Bradley would do anything she asked. And she knew it, too. The amount of times she'd asked for something, for him to carry her to the bedroom, for him to take her home early from The Hard Deck to ravage her, for him to let her drive the Bronco. Just 'Roos', and he'd do anything she asked.

But this? He'd been putting this off for weeks now. Every time she asked, he shook his head and kissed her to shut her up. But his resolve had worn thin over the last few days.

Not only would he have her in the air with him, but she'd watch him do what he did best.

Ever since they reconnected, Bradley and Pete (Mav, as Bradley insisted they called him) had a hangar they shared. In it was a plane Pete had restored, and one that Bradley had bought using the money his mother had left him.

Bradley parked the Bronco. As always, he opened her door and took her hand, helping her out of the car. He squeezed her hand as they walked into the hangar.

They climbed into the little plane. Bradley was in the pilots seat and she was behind him, watching what he did over his shoulder. "I'll let you fly her one day, pretty girl," he said before he started it up. "But you're gonna need some practice first."

She kissed him and settled back into her seat.

Bradley got them into the air. There was little he loved more than flying, aside from her, of course. He'd been thinking a lot about what he would do when he retired from the navy. Move them somewhere quiet, become a commercial pilot.

When Bradley had them safely in the air and they were flying steady, Bradley beckoned her over. She climbed into his lap, trying not to obstruct his view of the skies.

As soon as she was sat down, Bradley kissed her. "You can't distract me up here, okay?" He said and she giggled. No, she could wait until they were back in the Bronco to grind her ass against his cock.

Bradley let her fly... sort of. He had his hands over hers, controlling what she did. "That's it, baby," he said. "You're a natural." She wasn't, and Bradley was doing all of the work, but she didn't mind

[ghostssweetgirl]

Cowboy Ghost x Fem Reader

Everyone thank @ghostslillady, she might not know it (yet) but one of her posts inspired this 😈🥴 and please tell me y'all know the cowboy hat rule (if u take it off u have to RIDE the COWBOY yeehawwww 🤠) this is so silly but it's gonna be so GOOD (i hope hehe) i waited for someone to do this but i was just like 😏i'll write it myself

WC: 2.3k~

It was a late night at the bar, you and your friend rewarded yourselves with some cold drinks after a day's worth of work. You dressed up a bit for your outing, happy with yourself. A few drinks in and you two were tipsy, dancing and singing along to the country songs playing.

Time was going by fast, your cheeks starting to cramp from how much you had laughed and smiled. Your smile faded though when the crowd went silent, a masked man wearing a dark cowboy outfit walked in through the double swinging doors straight to the bar. He didn't pay attention to all of the eyes on him, though he met yours in a split second before he ordered his drink.

The crowd calmed down and went back to their party, so you and your friend continued on as well, slinging back your drinks finishing them off. You slam your cup down and close your eyes as you reach that euphoric, drunken haze you missed. Your friend then dragged you to the karaoke stage, inviting you to sing but you were hesitant to do it in front of everyone.

"Come on!" she pushed with a playful grin on her face.

You shook your head, trying to get out of her grip and you finally slipped out of it before you bumped into... him.

"Oh, uh, sorry," you muttered, looking him in the eye while you stammered with your words.

"Quite a'right," he nodded, fixing his cowboy hat. "Y'come here often?"

You shook your head 'no', feeling slightly awkward. You didn't take him for much of the talking type, him striking up a conversation was a surprise. "Only on weekends!" you laughed.

"I see," he responded, lifting his mask for a moment while he drank the rest of his bottle of whiskey. You politely looked away, not daring to do anything to piss him off. He cleared his throat before he held his hand out to you. "Name's Ghost."

"Y/N," your small hand grabs his, and he shakes it softly before letting it go, letting your hand slowly fall out of his, cherishing the way your hand barely took up any room compared to his large one.

"Pretty name for a pretty lady," you saw his eyes crinkle, knowing he was smiling behind that mask. You blush and cover your face shyly. "Oh, don't do that now, little lady. Let me see that pretty face."

Once again, your cheeks cramp up. He's got you smiling ear to ear, your eyes shine brightly under the low party lights.

"Wanna go somewhere a little more private, darlin'?" he asked, tilting his head as he stood straight up, towering over you.

A smirk crawls up your lips as you look at your distracted friend, knocking down a few more shots before you took his arm and walked with him towards the outside of the bar.

He leans against the wall and lights up a cigarette, leaving his pack open as he offers one. You oblige, placing the cigarette between your lips. You keep eye contact as he lights it for you, your cheeks still flush red even though it was dark outside.

He sighed a few times, before you guys came up with a playful conversation. Somewhere in the middle of it, you took off his cowboy hat and put in on, proudly smiling as you wore it. His body rumbled as he chuckled lowly, crossing his arms against his chest.

You took the last few puffs off your smoke, before putting it out, playfully blowing the smoke in his face. He leaned closer to you and whispered, "You know what you just did, yeah?"

Your eyes widen, thinking you had pissed him off. Your lips stammer as you gulped. "N-no... I'm sorry..."

He flicked the hat that was still on your head as his head tilted, his voice become lower. "You take it off... you ride the cowboy. That's the rule. Your place or mine, doll?"

Oh. Oh.

A smirk was on your lips again, you blushed once more while you thought about it, biting your lip teasingly. "Mine."

You gave him your address as he led you to his motorcycle. He fixed his sunglasses on top of his mask, taking his hat back before putting your helmet on for you. The engine roared as he started it and sat down, patting the back seat as you hopped on, wrapping your arms around his toned torso.

As you finally arrive in your driveway, you hop off, removing the helmet, handing it to him as he placed it on the handlebar of his bike, gesturing for you to lead the way. You can't believe this was happening. You meet some random cowboy and here you were leading him to your bed, leaving your friend behind.

You open the door, letting him enter first as you close and lock the door behind you. You smile up at him, barely entering your house before he removed the hard plastic part of his mask, tossing it on the ground as he lifted up the fabric just above his nose. He grabbed your waist and kissed you, nipping at your bottom lip before his tongue begged for entrance. You allowed him in and your tongues swirled together as his grunts vibrated against your mouth, his hands wandering, becoming needier as they grabbed at every part of your body.

Your hands wrapped around the back of his neck for leverage before he cupped under your ass, lifting you up against the wall. The kiss only broke when he asked where your room was.

"Left. Second door," you panted, your lids now heavy with desire. You leaned down, kissing and sucking on the exposed skin of his neck earning a deep groan from him. His Adam apple bobbed as you bit the skin gently before soothing it with a cool kiss. He laid you on your back at the edge of the bed, he grabbed both sides of your face as he kissed you roughly. He pushed himself between your legs that wrapped around his waist.

"Fuckin' hell, so pretty," he muttered as he kissed and sucked down your neck to your collarbone. He didn't give a shit about your shirt, quickly bringing out a knife and slicing it clean off in the middle as he pushed it off of you. Clearly in the heat of the moment you didn't care either as you helped him remove it, reaching behind you as you unclip your bra, letting your tits bounce free. "Oh, fuck."

He growled as one hand grabbed a fistful of your breast, his mouth sucking harshly on your other. He wrapped his lips around your nipple and rolled it in between his teeth, earning a sweet little yelp from you as your back arched. His free hand caressed your curves, rubbing over the small of your back as it bowed up.

"Fuck, Ghost," you panted, tilting your head forward, meeting his dark eyes as he kissed down your naval, unbuttoning your pants impatiently. He bit at your hipbone as it was exposed while you were now pants-free.

"Perfect fuckin' figure," he praised, his eyes taking in the sight before him as he kissed and nipped at your inner thighs, making quick work of removing your panties. Your hands grasped at anything possible, soon finding his hands that held yours tightly, his veins popping as he held you still. His kisses trail lower, and lower. You gasp out, watching his every move with intense eye contact. He chuckled as he licked a circle around your puffy lips, testing you. You moaned out as he teased you again, licking your clit one time, testing your reaction. He hummed in pleasure before licking a fat stripe up your hole to your clit, flattening his tongue as he pushed his head into you as deep as he could.

"Oh my god, yes," you mewled for him, your grip on his hands tightening.

He cherished your scent, your taste, your reactions as his tongue worked magic into your cunt. He wagged his head like a dog, causing your legs to shake at the feeling, feeling that knot tighten in your stomach as you couldn't help leaning up, almost trying to run away, but he reenforced his grip, unrelenting as he moaned into your pussy.

The knot snapped, your eyes snap shut as your body convulses in pleasure, your spend leaking and shining the sides of his face. He didn't waste a drop as he lapped it all up eagerly before sitting up, a proud smile across his face as you caught your breath.

"Good girl."

Your hands reached out to him, and he helped sit you up. He tapped his belt, and you quickly got to work undoing it, pulling his pants down his thick thighs. You bite your lip as you see his hardened cock strained by his boxers. His pants fall with a thump to the floor as he then sits down on the bed, letting his legs sprawl out, which you crawl in between on your knees.

He folded his arms behind his head, letting you do your thing. You run your palm across his length, looking up at him with a sultry look on your face as you grab the hem of his boxers, freeing his cock of the restraint. It bounces up and hits his abdomen with a sharp slap, before your hand wraps around it and you hold your tongue out. Bringing the tip up to your tongue, you swirl slowly around it, testing the sweet saltiness and letting spit drool down along his length.

"Fuck," he moaned, bucking his hips into your face. You laugh lowly before you take it into your mouth, slowly bobbing down as you hollow your cheeks. The wet warmth of your mouth wrapping tightly around his cock caused his fists to clench, one coming down to hold a makeshift pony of your hair.

You looked up at him through your teary eyes as you took as much as you can. His hand grabbed your jaw and held it there. "Fuckin' hell, luv, right fuckin' there."

You moaned against his cock, his cock bucking up further caused you to gag, the tear finally falling out of your eye. He pulled you off of his dick as he sighed out in pleasure, watching the drool spill out of your lips before you grinned. "Good fuckin' slut."

You crawled up his body, settling your legs on either side before you grabbed his cock, letting the tip meet your entrance, gathering slick. He held onto your waist as you adjusted yourself, ready to sink all the way down. You gasped as you sank down slowly, not used to his girth or size.

"Shit, such a big fucking cock," you moan out. He replies with a deep chuckle, looking up at you with desire, watching your naked body shine under the moonlight creeping through the slit of the curtains.

He helps you with a quick thrust, now all the way inside of you. Your hands gripped his chest as you hissed. "Ah, shit...." you giggled, finally somewhat adjusting as you started bouncing up and down at a steady pace. Holy fucking shit, it was bulging out of your abdomen.

"Atta girl..." he purred, his grip on your hip tightening. The other hand rested behind his head once more, enjoying the show. "Feels good, huh?"

You nod as you bounced faster, leaning back with your hands on his thighs. The sounds of your ass slapping on his skin along with your moans echoed off the walls. Your tits bounced in rhythm to your pace as his hand trailed up, cupping them softly as he soothed up and down your body before settling between your thighs, his thumb rubbing tight, firm circles on your clit that made your legs threaten to close right then and there.

"Like ridin' my cock, doll?" he chuckled.

"Fuck, yes!"

He met your hips with small thrusts, furthering your pleasure as you were about to come undone once more. Your cunt clenched impossibly tighter on his cock as your orgasm was about to wash over you. Your vision was hazy, all you saw behind your closed eyes was colorful stars as he coaxed that orgasm out of you, breathy pants and grunts as he held himself back from erupting at your pleasure.

"Cum for me, that's it," he gritted through his teeth, thrusting harder up into you as you screamed out, nails scratching down his chest, both of your bodies tensed up.

"I'm cumming! I'm cumming, fuck, fuck, fuck!" you chanted in your ecstasy.

"Shit, I can't... Fuck..." he groaned out, emptying his spend inside of you as his cock twitched inside of you. "Fuck, couldn't hold back."

You gasped in all the air you could, meeting his still lust-filled gaze looking up at you. "It's okay... I'm on the pill," you laugh.

He chuckled, rubbing softly up your back as he pulled you down into a gentle hug. "Wanna do that more often, little lady?"

That was definitely the best lay of your life. No way you're letting him go.

You laugh into his neck as you shake your head. "Yeah... definitely."

Your phone vibrates on the floor and you lazily get up, his soft cock falling out of you, mixtures of both your arousal seeping out of you.

Your friend: Hey

Your friend: Are you okay?!

Your friend: Y/N! Answer me!

You: I'm fine, sorry. I got a ride home. Did you make it home safe?

Your friend: Yes! I was worried sick about you! 10 more minutes and I would have called the cops! What happened?

You: I'll tell you later, okay? Glad you're okay <3

"Everythin' a'right, doll?" Ghost asked.

"Yeah, friend I went with was worried about me. Told her I'm okay," you smiled, heat rising over your cheeks again as you thought about how all of this happened. "Care for a shower, cowboy?"

"Sure thing, sweetheart," he chuckled.

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Hehehe cowboy Ghost 🥰😍

[shurisbathwater]

𝖥𝖤𝖤𝖫 𝖬𝖤 𝖨𝖨 . ☆

❝ 𝗉𝗂𝖼𝗄 𝗎𝗉 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗁𝗈𝗇𝖾, 𝗌𝗁𝗎𝗋𝗂. ❞

Toxic!shuri x black fem! Reader

W a r n i n g s

smut

X t r a s

Filler again as I work on sum

T a g s :

@letitias-fav

-𝐘𝐎𝐔 called Shuri for the millionth time, just for no answer back. You knew she was seeing it all as she declined most of them. After you guys made up last time, she would only come home when once every two weeks or so. It was draining for you, but you also knew that she was getting her pleasure somewhere else though she claimed she ended it. You just missed your lover.

You knew that Shuri can be a compulsive liar even when she was in the wrong. You looked at the lunch you got for her sitting on the kitchen island. You pick it up and grab your car keys. You unlock your door and head to the parking garage.

"Griot, text shuri please." You commanded the ai. "Of course y/n." The robot replied.

You

I picked up some lunch, im otw

Shuri

No need

I'm not hungry

You

I'm already on the way

Shuri

Then turn around tf?

I dont need any distractions rn.

Yeah, she was definitely hiding something. What's going on? Instead of turning around, you continue to drive to the laboratory.

You turned up there in less than ten minutes. You open the car and ask Griot to lock it. It does what its told and you enter the big area.

You took the escalator up to her lab and walked up to the big glass doors. You open the door and look around for Shuri.

There she was, Shuri was at her desk probably writing a formula and something. "Hey." You take a seat at the other side of the desk.

She looks up from her paper and gives you a dirty look. "What did I tell you about coming at unwanted times?" She rolls her eyes as she said it. "I know but..I just missed you." You pouted. She sighs and her opens her mouth to reply- but before she could say anything her phone started ringing.

The contact name was 'Lab partner' . Shuri doesn't have a lab partner, she always likes to work independently. "You never told me about a lab partner?" You furrow your brows. "Dont worry about it." She says as she flips the phone over to its backside. "Pick up the phone? If its your lab partner." You look her dead in the eye.

"Pick up the phone shuri."

She looked away, irritated. "I said don't worry about it." She replies. "I'll be home early." She says , trying to change the subject .

"Mmh." You mumble as you get up from her seat. You leave the lunch on the table and make your way out of here.

Somethings up.

And you need to figure out what it is.

ᘛ ᘚ

-𝐘𝐎𝐔 watched your phone that was charging on the night stand, contemplating if you should just call or maybe she was being truthful. It was about to go to midnight, and yet you were up waiting for her. You put your hands in your lap for a second, until you realised you couldn't have self control this one time.

You called again.

And again.

You sigh out of frustration as you call one more time. Third times a charm, right? True- because she answered this time. "I thought you were coming home early." You speak into the phone.

"I am. Gimme like an hour." She grunts. "I cant take it baby." Someone moaned in the background. Your eyes widen as you decline the call out of shock and blink back tears. Here she was, lying to you again and again. But the funny thing is that she knows you'll come back every single time. You called Your friend Riri and she answered in less than a second.

"Do you mind if I come over, Riri?" Your voice cracks.

"Are you okay love? Of course you can come."

You get up from your bed and rushed out of your bedroom. You grabbed your car keys and headed out again.

Once you reached Riri's apartment, you knocked on the door softly. She answers the door quickly. You bite your lip as she looks at you with sad eyes. "Cmere." She puts her arm around you and walks you to the living room.

"And then she..she told me it was over and I actually believed her. I cant believe id let myself be so gullible, Riri." Your voice trembled. You put your head on her shoulder and she wraps her arm around you.

To be honest, you and Riri had a friends with benefits situation. You both wanted eachother but she respected you and Shuris relationship.

She looks at you with sad eyes.

"I'm going to do something i regret, but I dont care." Her brown eyes darken.

ᘛ ᘚ

"Shit, Riri." You breathed out as she gave you sloppy kisses on your jaw, all the way down to your collarbone. She opened your legs and started to rub the spot between your legs. You gasped out of pleasure."Please, Riri." You moaned. Suddenly your phone started to vibrate, and to your surprise it was Shuri.

"Answer." She commands as you grab your phone and answer.

"Where are you?" She asked. "I'm.." you bite your tongue to stiffle your moans. "What?" Riri starts to slip off your sweat pants slowly.

"I'll be home soon." You managed to get the sentence out.

A/n: ntm on the smut ik its ....Chile anyway hope u enjoyed!

[flowerandblood]

The Crime and Punishment (7)

[ modern! lawyer • Aemond x female ]

[ warnings: sex content, age gap, smut, domination kink, sexual tension, fluff ]

[ description: Aemond becomes a co-owner of one of the largest law firms in the area. He is invited to cooperate by one of the best lawyers he knows. While working in the evenings on further matters at his house, he meets his daughter, much younger than him, whose behavior gives him sleepless nights. Anon Request: Age gap, domination, lots of sexual tension and guilt. ]

* English is not my first language. Please, do not repost. Enjoy! *

Previous and next chapters: Masterlist

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Ever since her father caught them almost in the act they decided they had to be more careful. They texted each other and saw each other in the office, but decided to wait with any intimate contact until the business trip that awaited them.

Hannah finished her apprenticeship and she took her place. Surprisingly, now that she was the one handling his files, tidying up his archives, and completing his paperwork, he was completely calm and had no complaints about her work. Everything was going like clockwork.

It was hard for her not to walk over to him and touch him. When he was standing next to her she took his big hand and lead her inside his panties, letting him feel how wet she was because of him.

Sometimes they would stand by his bookcase, kissing like teenagers afraid of being caught by their parents. Both of them were overwhelmed with tension and frustration, but on the other hand they loved this secret relationship.

They had a business trip ahead of them which they both kept thinking about. A very big case was going on in the city a few hours away, and Aemond was the lead defense attorney on the defendant's case. The situation was about millions, bribes and no compensation payments to employees. Aemond believed that the failure to pay proper compensation was fair, but the bribery allegations were made up.

“They have nothing on him, apart from the testimony of one of the employees who allegedly saw such a transaction. No suspicious bank transfers, no sudden large withdrawals, nothing. The young prosecutor deals with this case and wants to shine which is why he is pushing for the strictest sentence. A fucking brat.” He grunted as he sat behind the wheel, glancing at her out of the corner of his eye as she looked through his documents.

They were on their way to the hotel near the courthouse where everything was to take place. There were a lot of witnesses on both sides of the case, there was also quite a lot of media coverage, so they prepared to stay there for a few days. Not that they mind.

She suspected that he wanted nothing more than to fuck her in his hotel room. They had booked two separate apartments for appearances, but she knew she would sleep in his bed. She sighed at his words.

“He will show off and will not give up. I also believe that the accusation of bribery is unjustified. They just want to destroy him. You've got to put that Thomas Moor under pressure, to get him bogged down in his testimony. I don't think he saw anything, just taking revenge on the old boss." She said, reading the file again in the last few days. She felt like she knew them by heart, but she didn't want to disappoint him.

"I know." He murmured low.

She flinched as she felt his free hand on her knee, stroking up and down her thigh, she's been wet since she got in the car. She wanted to ask him to stop somewhere in the woods, undo his fly, and start riding him, fucking him hard. She decided not to show him how desperate she was.

By the time they arrived they had two hours left before the trial. They knew they couldn't be distracted, so each of them went to a different room.

She began to dress, deciding that the light dress she was wearing was not suitable for the courtroom. She put on a black, tight turtleneck and bright, elegant pants fastened with a belt high at the waist. Some of her long hair was tied up in a bun at the back.

She looked at herself in the mirror and decided that she looked nice, elegant and serious, but not old at the same time. She decided not to wear any jacket, leaving herself a little slack. She took the folders with the documents she had to take and left the room, waiting for him in the corridor.

She smiled to herself as he left, his shirt and trousers impeccably arranged and ironed as usual. She wondered if she would be taking those clothes off him today. She saw him look her up and down, feigning indifference. She knew he liked the way she looked and that he was thinking the same thing as her.

"Let's go." He said calmly and they left the hotel, heading across the street to the courthouse.

Aemond didn't change into his attorney's robe until he entered the courtroom. She had seen him in it many times before, but she had never sat next to him.

She brought them both coffee and tea. People began to come inside, the prosecutor appeared on the opposite side. He smiled at them and nodded, but only she smiled back.

After a while the judge came in and everyone got up. A middle-aged man with visible, gray hair opened the trial, briefly stating what they would do and what witnesses would testify.

The prosecutor had priority in asking questions. Their client, seated behind them fidgeted uneasily, pale and tired. It was obvious he hadn't slept through the night.

The prosecutor was very well prepared. He was acutely aware of their client's slightest lapses, his private conflicts with his associates which he theorized, would force him to bribe a few people to keep him in the chair.

He used words like "surely," "as everyone knows," "well known to be," and so on. She thought it was pathetic that he was trying to create an image of their client by mere manipulation, instead of relying on evidence she and Aemond both knew, he didn't have.

She jotted down on small sticky notes any slip-ups she thought were worth noting. Then she taped them to Aemond's briefcase in front of him. He read them, then listened to the prosecutor again, his face set as stone.

Cross-examination of witnesses followed, and Aemond was able to relate to what the prosecutor had said. She heard with satisfaction as, in addition to his own conclusions, he also used her phrases and sayings which she had noted for him.

She watched with a kind of pride as Aemond clarified the situation, explaining slowly that everything that had been said was based on mere conjecture without any physical evidence.

After a few hours, the first day of the trial was closed. Aemond said he'd stay with the client, but if she wanted to she could go eat at the restaurant downstairs. She agreed, because she hadn't eaten anything since the morning due to stress and was dying of hunger.

She stood at the counter, staring at a large refrigerator full of all sorts of sandwiches. Someone stopped next to her, and she thought the man was choosing the products as well, but he turned to her suddenly, causing her surprise.

"Your boss is quite a beast." Said the man she recognized as the prosecutor.

Up close she found him handsome. He had slightly curly, short black hair, dark, large eyes, and something about his smile that would make you uneasy. She thought he was a few years younger than Aemond. She turned her head, looking at him curiously, wondering what he wanted.

"I know." She answered softly and lingeringly, smiling with an inscrutable expression on her face.

They stood side by side, just staring at each other, she could feel the tension between them. She thought that he wanted to spin her a little, maybe take her to the room for a one-time fuck and get a few words out of her about Aemond, so he'd know how to attack him or just to annoy him.

"Are you his assistant?" He asked suddenly, taking a sip of coffee from the disposable cup in his hand. She smiled even wider at his words.

"Not completely." She spoke truthfully.

The prosecutor raised his eyebrows at her words in amusement, tilting his head. He pursed his lips and opened them with a soft, wet click. She could see that he was analyzing something in his head now.

"Interesting." He grunted low, narrowing his eyes.

She thought he was quite a player. That if it weren't for Aemond she might have been tempted. But the only person she wanted to spend the night with was him. She opened her mouth to say something, but his low, cool voice sounded behind her.

"Any problem?" He asked, looking at prosecutor as if he wanted to tear him apart for daring to speak to her. The prosecutor smiled warmly at him, unfazed by his tone of voice.

"No. We were just talking. You have a wonderful assistant." He said, looking her up and down. She knew he was doing it on purpose and somehow it amused her.

“My craving for sandwiches is gone.” She said, walking past him, not paying attention to what Aemond would do.

She walked over to the cupcake stand and saw Aemond say something quickly to prosecutor out of the corner of her eye. He skirted him and headed for the stairs without even waiting for her. She sighed softly as she handed the bill to the clerk, knowing he was furious.

She knocked on his room, eating the rest of the cupcake she had just bought. No one answered and she sighed softly as she sat down on the floor, leaning against his door.

"I'll stay here until you open." She said loudly as she continued eating. She heard someone move in the room, then a key turned in the lock and the door flew open. He looked down at her with an indifferent expression, his gaze cold.

"Do you always have to make such a show of yourself?" He asked impatiently. She frowned as she stood up, swallowing the last bite of her quick meal.

"What have I done to deserve such words?" She asked with slight resentment.

He stared at her enraged, his lips pressed into a line. She moved closer to him, their bodies almost touching. His face remained stone. She was touched by how easily he became jealous of her.

"You know what." He spoke short and low, menacing. She put her hand on his shirt and felt him flinch. She ran her fingers over his chest, looking him straight in the face.

"I don't know. Haven't I been good for you, sir?" She asked softly, her bottom lip slightly parted.

She needed it, she needed him to fuck her, to feel his desperation and desire, to feel him deep inside her. She heard him swallow hard.

He suddenly closed the door behind her and pressed her against it, his tongue forcing its way into her mouth, licking and sucking her, not allowing her to catch her breath.

She began to quickly unbutton his shirt, continuing to kiss him, his hands quickly pulling her turtleneck over her head. Especially for him she put on her lovely cream lace lingerie, sweet and alluring at the same time. He took a deep breath as he saw her bra through which her pink nipples showed slightly.

He lifted her by the hips and carried her deeper into the room, her hands intertwined in his hair, her legs clasped around his waist. He threw himself on the bed with her, massaging her lips with his with a loud, wet click, their kisses one, big mess.

They both unzipped their pants quickly, Aemond moaning low as she immediately removed his boxers. He lay down on top of her, panting heavily with her, both of them on the verge of a nervous breakdown from the frustrations and tension that they were building up between them.

In one swift motion he took off her panties, spreading her thighs in front of him. His thumb brushed over her entry, causing her to arch back with a sweet moan, her juices dripping onto the sheets beneath her.

"He's got you so wet?" He asked low, dangerously, excitingly. She felt her insides tighten at the tone of his voice, commanding and uncompromising. She shook her head, breathing fast, her thighs quivering with thirst.

"N-no, of course not, sir" She mumbled, looking pleadingly at him, her hands clenched helplessly on the pillow beneath her head.

Her body quivered all over, her mouth parting more as he ran his fingers over her quivering, hot womanhood, teasing her clit casually, making her squeal softly beneath him each time. He smiled at the sight, but it was a disturbing smile to say the least.

"You like to play with men, don't you? You like it when they want you." He hissed, his thumb circling once in a while around her clit, giving her a hard, one-time sensation, pausing each time her thighs pushed out toward him for more. She looked at him innocently, her breasts rising and falling restlessly, her whole body trembling.

"I only want you, Aemond, please" She whispered, for some reason, shocked, she felt tears well up in her eyelids.

Frustration, thirst, and helplessness made her want to cry. Seeing this, he stopped suddenly, hesitation on his face. Her lower lip trembled of its own accord, a single tear slid from the corner of her eye onto the pillow.

She saw his gaze soften slowly, his fury receding like clouds dispersing after a storm. His fingers began to massage her more intensively, bolder, finally allowing her to feel the pleasure. She moaned sweetly, her cheeks all red. His mouth dropped open at the sight.

"It's okay. You know I'll take care of you. Do you have to drive me crazy every time?" He asked with irony and frustration, his finger slid inside her suddenly, causing her to lean back with a loud moan of surprise. He rubbed her in a wonderful spot that sent heat through her body, her hips involuntarily responding to his every move.

"I won't anymore, I promise, I promise I'll make you feel so good" She sobbed with pleasure and desire.

She clamped one hand on his shoulder, looking pleadingly at him, his fingers rubbing her cruelly slowly and thoroughly, his head tilted as if in curiosity as he looked at her.

"Please, put him in me already" She mumbled, all red with embarrassment and the heat that was rushing through her body.

His eye lit up dangerously in satisfaction at her words. He hummed appreciatively, pressing his lips together, running his tongue over them.

"I'm not sure you've learned your lesson right yet. I think I need to show you what awaits you if you flirt with other men again." He grunted lowly, taking her thighs in his hands, lifting them slightly.

He leaned over her, his tongue running from her entrance all the way to her clit, making her sob with desire. Her pussy throbbed all over his face, aching with thirst. She felt him smile under his breath, his tongue slowly and carefully licking her moisture that flowed from her with the tip of his tongue.

"Please, sir, please" She moaned helplessly, her fingers tangling hard in his hair, pulling him closer, wanting to feel him more.

"Take what I give you." He growled, his tongue sliding in and out of her, teasing her, driving her crazy.

His hands gripped her thighs painfully tight, not allowing her to move. He licked her with the wet, sticky click of her juices, building more and more tension in her. She felt that even if he only touched her like this, she would come.

"So desperate already?" He asked, panting with desire himself, seeing how he affected her, what a mess she was. She moaned softly at his words, trembling all over.

"Yes, please, I need you so much" She sputtered helplessly, writhing under him, her hips pressing against his face, unable to stop herself. She felt a shiver run through him at her words.

He rose suddenly, turning her over onto her stomach in one firm motion, lifting her hips high, pulling them close to him. She moaned loudly, her hands clenching the sheet as he suddenly slid his cock deep into her, filling her to the very end.

He immediately began to move inside her, fast and hard, panting and moaning with her, defeated. He didn't have the strength to pretend that he didn't need it himself, that he hadn't just dreamed about it for weeks.

"I'm gonna fuck you all night long. Do you understand? I'll cum in you as many times as I want." He hissed, his hands clenched painfully tight on his buttocks, his thighs slapping lewdly against hers with a wet slap, sweat pouring down their bodies with the effort.

His words made her shiver. She tensed up so that he was rubbing her where she most enjoyed it. Her hips responded greedily to his thrusts, wanting to feel him as deeply as possible. She felt her impending fulfillment, heat melting in her lower belly.

"Y-yes, please, please, fuck me!" She sobbed sweetly, helplessly, his thrusts getting more brutal and faster, both of them gasping loudly, as if they were running in a sprint.

She suddenly felt her whole body tense, her voice stuck in her throat. She parted her lips, and after a moment, a broken, loud moan of fulfillment escaped them, her insides tightening painfully on him, making him throw his head back in pleasure.

"Fuck!" He panted with a loud groan as he cum hard, his warm seed gushing inside her, filling her all over, his cock throbbing greedily inside her. "Here you go, babygirl. All my semen, just for you"

"Oh, God, yes" She moaned blissfully, her thighs moving with him a moment longer, wanting to prolong their pleasure.

After a moment he rolled her onto his side and hugged her from behind, burying his face in her hair, his slowly softening cock still deep inside her. Both of them were breathing heavily, unable to calm down, trembling all over.

"Rest for a while." He whispered, brushing the tip of his nose over her ear, her soft purr answering him. "It's going to be a rough night for you."

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[monsterinmyboxers]

1 fic of the 10ft blue man?? maybe readers apart of the metkayina clan and the reader has to teach the blue man the metkayina ways then some of the spicy happens 👀

I’ve been stalking everyones page waiting for someone to put him in their asks. 👨‍🦯

⠀⠀ newcomers.

pairing. jake sully x top metkayina male reader.

author’s note. can na'vi get goosebumps

content. acquaintances to (?), neytiri is somewhere but she ain't here, handjob, blowjob, deepthroating, throat bulge, sir kink, size difference, lots of talk about spit, cut short because i got lazy.

you had been assigned by tonowari to help jake sully learn how to be metkayina.

now, at first, you would complain. but, once you got a closer look at jake, you'd quickly change your mind. your eyes drifted over his body, paying special attention to his thighs, his hips, and his arms. you could imagine yourself grabbing them, pulling him close, holding them while you fuck him.

eywa, you can't be thinking of these things.

though, you may not be the only one.

jake noticed you, in the crowd as he arrived, out of everyone, you stuck out. not because of your looks, but because of your demeanor. your gaze was piercing, your build intimidating, everything about you was assertive yet calm, something he liked.

it made him wonder how you would be like if irritated, if angry. and maybe, just maybe, he would find out soon.

you heard a familiar voice, ears twitching as the man you've been fantasizing about walks to you. he seemed to pause once he realized it was you, though recovered quickly. "where is olo'eyktan?" he would ask, bringing two of his fingers to his forehead and down, the physical gesture of 'i see you'. you'd copy this motion. "olo'eyktan will not be here to teach you. he had to attend to the tsahìk."

a nod is given, jake showing he understood.

first, you would start with breathing techniques.

"breathe deep, from here." your hand would rest just below his ribs, pressing firmly against his skin, causing goosebumps to develop along his arms. your touch was warm, warm enough to heat his entire body. "focus, jake. breathe." you interrupted his thoughts, jake immediately following your orders, as if his life depended on it. you took note of that, keeping your palm where it was.

his chest rises and falls, your eyes watching his every move. it made him feel almost, vulnerable. and fuck, he liked it.

once again, you snap him out of whatever daze he was in. "are you taking this seriously." despite your relaxed tone, the words spoken made it clear you were annoyed. and for a mere second, he considered saying no, just to see what would happen. "yes, yes, of course. i just, ..there's a lot on my mind." he looked to the ground, before two fingers pressed on his jaw, guiding him until he looked back at you. "you must focus. do not look away from me."

shit.

he'd try to focus, he would, but once your fingers started moving, he couldn't. you would attempt to teach him sign language, but all he could see was your digits. they were thick, long, and moved so confidently, skillfully.

"jake." his heart began to beat faster, eyes slowly looking into yours. his pupils had widened overtime, irises thinning. his ears were pressed against his scalp, with his jaw clenched. anyone could tell he was distracted, and you could only assume it was by one thing. you.

silence would surround you both, your fingers grabbing his chin, thumb running across his lower lip. "..is this what you want?" he nods, but you didn't seem satisfied with that. "yes.. please."

now he was on his knees, stripped naked, hand wrapped around your cock, and drooling onto it to make it slick. wet strokes are given, even wetter kisses placed on the head. though, he was hesitating to go any further. he has thought of doing this many times before, yet didn't have any experience with it. he wanted to savor it, but didn't know how to do it properly. "deeper." you mumble, hands running through his dreads, tugging them harshly to get your point across.

a moan escapes his lips, "yes sir, sorry sir." he doesn't even remember the last time he called someone that. ever since he became toruk makto, leader of the omatikaya, he's never had to, unlike his military days. but, you seemed to bring back that side of him, who would listen to every order spoken by someone who was seen as his higher-up. and similar to every other thing you do, he loved it.

his would take your tip between his lips, forcing himself down until you hit the back of his throat, making him gag. tears gather in his eyes, now pulling off to cough. "jake, you are going to hurt yourself." he gulps, confusion written all over his expression. "i, i thought that's what you wanted." you shake your head, the grip you had on his hair loosening.

"stop thinking." a shiver runs up his spine. "just open your mouth. i will do all the work." he does as told, tongue lolling out of his mouth. he listened so well, and to think he used to be the one giving demands. "good." your voice was low, and despite how he just barely heard the praise, his thighs rub together; desperate for stimulation.

you grab the back of his head, grasping onto the base of his kuru, a whimper leaving him before your dick slips between his parted lips. and jake would do nothing, merely leaving his jaw slack for you. your pace was slow, considerate, allowing him to adjust to your size piece by piece. halfway down, and droplets had collected at his eyelashes, then left streaks trailing along his cheeks once they fell. your free hand gently caresses and wipes away the dried tears on his face. it would calm him, just enough so you could reach into his throat, only gagging slightly as he takes you deep. so deep, that you could see yourself bulge from his neck. that same hand would move to touch the protrusion.

an almost gurgled sound came from him, dull nails digging into the skin of your calves, spit pooling at your balls. eventually, you let him off, his own saliva covering the lower half of his face with strings still connecting him to your cock. swallowing, jake looks to you for instruction, mouth wide open. and again, you guide him back down onto you, groaning at how his throat clenched around you every time you thrusted in, and how he nosily sucked up your pre-cum every time you pulled out. he was getting more into as time went on, actually putting in some effort instead of letting you take full control, yet his eyes crossed as if no thought passed through his brain.

you wonder, how long will it take to break him?

[microwave-core]

Would You Still Love Me if I Was a Worm?

Zelda x Fem! Reader

Restoring Hyrule after the Great Calamity was seriously taking a toll on its princess. Thankfully, you have a plan to lift her spirits.

(hey this has a sequel now)

An incredibly important task has been dropped in your lap by none other than the princess’s personal guard: Distract Zelda from her work.

Both you and Link are well aware that, as the princess of the kingdom, it is Zelda’s responsibility to restore the land, a task that would obviously be immensely stressful. But a person can only endure so much stress before the quality of their work begins to falter.

Link, your trusty wingman who helped you get with Zelda in the first place, entrusted the role of taking her mind off of things to you, knowing that the princess would eventually cave to your whims if you were persistent enough.

You lean against the exterior wall of the Hateno School. Her love for both learning and children made her a natural teacher, one that the kids simply adored. It was only natural that she would lend a hand to Symin whenever possible.

The kids themselves were let out hours ago, as the sun had already begun to fall beneath the horizon, painting the sky with bright orange and blissful reds. The wait was worth it for the view, and it would make the little walk you had planned to take all the more scenic. 

“Ah! There you are!” The second she steps out of the building, you approaching her, hand extended to take her own.

“Oh, I didn’t expect to see you here, love. What brings you out here so late?” She graciously takes your extended hand, laughing softly.

“You, obviously. Now come on, I’ve got somewhere I wanna take you.”

“I appreciate that but… I really should get going. There’s still work that I need to get done before the day is over. I need to brief details with Hudson, and organize a meeting with King Doraphan, and Purah want-” “And you need a break. And none of those people are going to be mad at you for taking a little time to decompress. Not when you do so much…” 

“I don’t have time for a break. I understand your concern, but the sooner these things get done, the sooner Hyrule can be at peace.” “Nothing is going to get done if you throw yourself into work while already stressed out of your mind. It’s bad both for you and for progress.”

She looks you in the eyes, as you can see the fighting words on her tongue die. These little spats with her were nothing new. She was just so devoted to helping her kingdom that she barely spared any thought for herself. 

“There’s no Calamity happening. There’s no impending time limit. Obviously, you have a responsibility to Hyrule and her people, but that doesn’t mean you can’t take care of yourself. Now, come on, while the sun is still setting.”

“... There’s no winning with you, is there?” Her laugh is gentle, sweet as she relents to your pleas. She gives your hand a light squeeze. “Now, where did you want to take me?”

“You’ll see when we get there, for now, let’s just walk.” You begin to lead her back to the main path of the village, passing through the shops and townsfolk on your way out of the small town, with idol conversation flowing throughout, both intricate and small.

As always, Zelda talks about all of the responsibilities on her plate, continuing off of the long list from before, while you bring up small, unimportant things to keep her mind off of them, about the town drama and new shop inventory. 

You pass through the village entrance and through the woods, mindful to avoid the Bokoblins hunting for food and travelers, before veering off of the path towards Nirvata lake, settling at the edge of the water.

“You should have seen the kids the other day. The pictures they drew of me were wonderful. They even put you and Link in some of them!” She smiles brightly at you, leaning into your shoulder. Her mood, the tension in her shoulder, has seemingly improved dramatically, and all it took was stepping away from pen and paper for a short period of time.

“Aww, I’m sure their pictures of Ms. Zelda were simply darling.”

“They were! You need to come into the building some day to see them. I all but begged Symon to hang them up.” Laughter finally pours from her lips, as she was unable to hold it back for much longer.

The comfortable silence files between you as her laughter dies down, a smile still plastered on her face. You stare into the sky above, taking in the brilliance of the (now) night sky, the twinkling stars across a deep ocean canvas.

“...Would you still love me if I was a worm?”

“What?” She snorts, both amused and taken aback, but ultimately confused.

“You know, like one of those dragons. Would you still love me if I were one of them?” You look down at her, playful smile etched onto your lips.

“I guess I would? Why wouldn’t I?”

“We would never be able to live together, for starters. I would be far too busy flying around Hyrule.”

“Then I would build a house in the sky, just for you. And we could travel all over the land without any issues.”

“But what if I wasn’t the same as I once was? I wouldn’t be able to talk to you at all.”

“I would love you even if you were a completely different person. You're too important to me to just let go like that.” She smiles brightly, looking up at you while leaning further into your shoulder. “And when Link inevitably shoots you for parts, I’d wipe away your tears with all the gentleness I can muster… You know, it seems like you don’t want me to love worm you.”

“Of course I would want you to love me still, but becoming a big old dragon would be a big commitment, a big change.” Your tone remains playful, but with an edge of seriousness. “I need you to be ready to accept worm me in spite of those changes, just as I would accept worm you.”

You bring her hand to your lips, pressing a gentle kiss to each knuckle, before gracelessly flopping back into the grass, patting the open grass next to you for her to follow, which she does, albeit much more gracefully. 

“What even brought this up?” Her voice is hushed, as if afraid to break the calm stillness of the night air now that all has gone quiet.

“Saw Naydra flying over the mountains on my way to wait for you, and thought about how weird it would be to, well, be like that. All long and worm like.”

She shakes her head at you, before snuggling into your side. In the moment, it was as if the entire world revolved around you two, sitting out away from a small village in the chill of the night. As if everything was right in the world for once.

Zelda knew that was not the case. She knew of the strange happenings beginning to plague the world, mainly the presence of a malice-like substance, which she would likely need to help investigate at some point. 

But for now, she didn’t need to worry about that. All she needed to focus on was you, knowing that work would inevitably resume come daybreak.

[m-jelly]

Chapter 13

Thank you @ladycheesington for the perfect banner

Vampire Levi x fem!reader

Victorian era like world, vampires, secrets, romance, falling in love, vampire lore, sexual tension, possessive Levi, mentions of pregnancy, protective Levi, dad Levi, smut, oral, multiple positions, multiple orgasms.

In this chapter: You're sent on a spa day with Kat, Erwin's girlfriend. The two of you have a fun-filled day together while fighting men who had been sent to kidnap you and Kat. Your men collect you and shower you with love. Later that day, Levi and you roll around in bed together.

The End

The excitement in the car was mainly coming from your husband as he drove you across town to a surprise location. You were a little curious about what he was up to, but you knew this was a way to get you somewhere safe so Levi and the kids could take care of Damian. It was cute how concerned your children and husband were for you.

Levi glanced over at you. “Darling, are you okay?”

“I’m okay.”

He gripped the wheel tightly. “Are you sure? You look a little pale.”

A gentle smile graced your lips. “I’m good.”

“Do you need some blood?”

“I’m okay.”

He pulled up to the spa where Erwin and Kat were waiting. “Ta-da!” He turned to you. “Spa day.” He stared at you for a while before his smile faded. “You hate it.” He gasped when you welled up. “It upsets you?”

You rubbed your tears away. “Levi.”

He got out of the car and held his hand up to Erwin. “Give me a moment please.” He ran to your side and pulled you out and into his arms. “I’ve got you. I’ve got you.” He kissed your forehead. “What’s going on?”

“I just…I know this is a distraction. I know you are sending me here so you, the kids and Erwin can go after the old prince.” You sighed. “I understand and I’m touched you’re doing that. Please be safe.”

He cupped your face and kissed you. “I will. I swear I will.” He held your hands. “Promise me you’ll enjoy yourself here.”

You smiled and nodded. “I promise.”

“Good girl.” He walked you to Kat and smiled. “She’s all yours, Kat.”

Kat bounced up and down. “You ready for a spa day?”

You nodded. “Yes. I’m looking forward to it.” You gazed at Levi. “Are you sure you’ll stay safe?”

Erwin patted Levi’s shoulder. “We’ll be together. We’ll take care of each other. I swear everything will be okay.”

“Thank you.”

Kat smiled. “Thank you. Love you, Erwin.”

Erwin kissed his lover’s cheek. “I love you always.”

Levi yanked you against him and kissed you passionately. “Love you.”

You giggled. “Love you always. Please be good. If anything gets too much, leave.”

“Promise.”

You waved to both men before entering the spa building. The two of you registered yourselves before getting changed into comfy clothes and a robe. You moved through the halls and a large room full of pools and the most comfy-looking beds to relax on. The first place you went to was the massage room. You took your robes off, lay down on the bed and just melted under the touch of the masseuse. Levi was incredible massaging you in bed, but the professional touching you right now was sending you right off to sleep and Levi just made you horny.

You left the massage area and went to a nice hot spring. “I know this is their plan to get us somewhere safe and distracted, but it’s really nice.”

Kat purred in happiness. “It is.” She stared at you for a while. “Can I ask you something?”

“You can ask me anything.”

“Did you wait a bit before becoming a vampire?”

You nodded. “I did. We waited for our wedding night. I just enjoyed the idea of being a human and him a vampire. Your man has your life in his hands and you’re giving him something to eat. You give him life.”

Kat hummed in delight. “I like that too. I like making him feel full, fed and loved. He says my blood makes him feel warm.”

You giggled. “Sounds about right. It also makes them horny.”

Kat huffed as her cheeks went pink. “You can say that again.”

“Erwin’s as sweet as pie. He’s helped me so much over the years we’ve been friends. I’m so happy you two have found each other. The way he looks at you shows how deeply in love he is. When vampires fall in love, they fall hard. Eternity is a long time to be with someone.”

“You’re right.” Kat lowered in the water a bit. “What’s it like being a vampire with him?”

“Well, you’ll be a strong vampire compared to me. You’ll be able to do things that humans can’t. Your skin will be perfect, all your aches and pains will be gone and people will tell you to sleep and eat a lot.” You giggled. “It’s nice!”

“Sounds like bliss.”

You sighed as you looked at your scars. “Only warning I have is in your early days, don’t go in the sun or touch silver.”

“I’ll stay safe.”

You smiled sadly. “Good. Erwin will protect you though. He’s very strong.”

Kat giggled. “Yes. He’s so strong and handsome.”

You climbed out of the pool and wrapped up in your dressing gown. “The two of you are a beautiful pair.”

“Thanks.” She tied the knot on her robe. “Can I just ask, is it normal to have many children as vampires?”

You laughed at her comment. “No, it’s not. Vampire purebreds normally can only have one child, two just about but I have no clue what’s going on with Levi but we have four because of him.”

“You sure it’s not you?”

You snorted a laugh. “No, it’s Levi. I’m sure he has a special dick or something.”

Kat laughed. “Maybe.”

A man moved closer to you in uniform and called you by your maiden name. He smiled at you. “It’s time for your sauna treatment.”

You grinned. “Thank you so much!” You walked with him to the sauna and gazed through the window. “Oh, I’ve never been in one before. Could you go in first and show me how to use it? I’m a bit nervous.”

He smiled. “Of course.”

As soon as he walked into the room you slammed the door closed behind him and held tightly. “Kat?”

She grabbed a tall lamp and ripped the top off before sliding it through the handle. “Done.”

You stared at the man inside as he shouted at you and bared his fangs. “Idiot.”

“How did you know?”

You released a long sigh. “Levi is incredibly proud that I’m Mrs Ackerman. He makes sure everyone knows I’m married to him and instead of people calling me by my first name, people often call me Mrs Ackerman.” You flipped the guy off inside the sauna. “I think it’s safe to say, this fucker was sent by the ex-king.”

“What do we do?”

You turned on your heels and walked with Kat. “Enjoy our spa day. I think next we should get face treatment. I have never done that before!”

Kat smiled. “Sounds fun! Do you think there are others?”

“Likely. You ready to help me fight back?”

“You know it!” She cracked her knuckles. “I wanna break someone.”

You giggled as you made your way through the spa. “We should be fine. I have a feeling the ex-prince wants to kidnap us.”

Kat sat down on a comfy chair and lay back a bit. “Erwin filled me in about him. He’s obsessed with you, right?”

“Yes. I believe he saw us as very similar. Both of us were hurt by his sister, both scarred by her and both survived. He thinks we are bound together. He used to think Evan was his. He might still think it.”

Kat let out a long sigh as the cream was put on her face. “Erwin told me about it. He sounds insane.” She looked over at you as you had the cream put on too. “Are you pregnant?”

You frowned. “Everyone keeps asking me that. I’m just a little bit emotional.”

“Well, if everyone is asking then you must be.”

You shook your head. “Impossible. Our baby-making luck has run out. I know it.” You rubbed your belly. “I couldn’t possibly be…”

“Five is a good number.”

You blushed at the thought. “Yeah, you’re right. I gotta think of another name…” You closed your eyes for a moment. “I’m sure I can think of something.”

Kat wiggled in her seat to get comfy. “I know you will. All your kids have lovely names.”

You flew off your seat and landed on a man. You pinned him against the floor and snarled. “Mind telling me how many there are of you?”

The man grunted. “You’re strong. He told us you were weak from torture.”

“I will call my husband.”

He went pale. “Shit. There are two others.”

“Thank you. Now, run before Levi gets here.” You climbed off him. “Go.”

He stumbled to his feet and sprinted away. “I’m gone!”

You walked over to your seat again and cleaned your face. “Do you want to try the hot stones?”

Kat gasped. “Oh! Yes! I heard they’re wonderful.”

You hummed a laugh and walked with her to the hot stones area. You chatted together and heard a man getting closer. You smiled at Kat. “Excuse me.” You grabbed the man and pressed his face against the hot coals. “Your friend told me about you.”

He screamed a little. “That traitor.”

“I am not going with you. I refuse to. Your boss is a piece of shit and he will die.” You leaned closer. “Now, fuck off before I do some real damage.” You let him go and watched him run. “Right, one last guy. I hope we can deal with him fast so we can relax.”

Kat stared at the coals. “I kind of don’t want the stones 'cause that’s had a face on.”

“Oh, you have a point…shall we get some food?”

She gasped in delight. “Yes! Some cakes would be nice.”

You led her to the eating area and took a seat. “Pick anything. We’re here to have fun.”

“I hope the last person knows that.”

You grinned and slammed your knife down into a guy’s hand. “He will now.” You looked up at the man as he whimpered. “You going to take me to him?”

He gulped hard and shook his head. “N-No. I’ll leave.”

You yanked the knife out. “Good!”

Kat looked over the menu and hummed. “I think a selection would be nice, don’t you? There is a mix of food for me and blood food.”

You looked at your menu. “Oh, yeah you’re right. We’ll get that.”

The two of you ate and drank together. Once you were fully you went for another tip in a hot pool before changing and leaving the spa. Your men promised to collect you, so you both sat outside and enjoyed the winter air. The two of you laughed together about past stories and how adorable Erwin can be when he’s flustered.

You gazed at two cars pulling up and grinned in delight. “Hiii!”

Levi slammed the car door as his irritation pricked him. He felt his anger wash away as soon as he saw how happy you were. “Hey.” He walked over to you and kissed you. “Did you have fun?”

“We did!”

Erwin ran over and picked up Kat. “I missed you!”

You hummed a laugh as you watched the romantic couple. “We had a lot of treatment done.” You looked back to Levi. “We had a few things happen.”

Levi sat next to you. “What happened?”

You slowly explained about the men you’d stopped. You reached over and entwined your fingers with Levi’s. “I’m guessing things didn’t go well for you, hmm?”

“You’re right.”

You shuffled closer to him. You pressed your breasts together and pushed them against his arm. “I know how to make you feel better.”

He looked over at you as he gulped hard. “Oh?”

You giggled. “Yes.” You leaned closer and nipped his earlobe before whispering. “Fuck me hard tonight. Fuck me like it’s the last fuck we’ll ever have. Fuck me like you need to so you can live.” You moaned as you rubbed your thighs together. “Please?”

A shiver of pleasure ran up his spine. “I’m happy to.”

You mewled in delight. “Good.” You kissed his cheek. “I’m looking forward to having your cock inside of me.”

Levi blushed hard. “Fuck.”

“I’ll make you feel better.”

“I can’t wait.”

Levi’s heart raced when his back hit the bed from you shoving him down. His cock was instantly hard because of the crazy lovesick way you were looking at him. He wasn’t expecting the corset that your breasts were almost falling out the top of. His breath hitched when you ripped his shirt open. All kinds of thoughts went through his head. He had no idea what you were planning to do to him, but he couldn’t wait.

You pulled at his trousers and pouted. “Why aren’t they coming off?”

Levi chuckled. “You’re hungry, aren’t you?”

You pawed at him. “Yes.”

He unbuckled before yanking his zip down. “Here.”

You dove your hands into his trousers and pulled his rock-hard erection out. You pumped your hand on it and mewled in delight. “So hot, soft and warm.” You lay on your stomach causing Levi to see your incredible cleavage. “So thick too. I can’t believe all of this goes inside me.”

He grunted. “Darling.”

You kissed his pink tip and enjoyed the heat against your lips. You admired the precum leaking from the slit. “Yummy.”

“Nngh, you look so good.”

You dragged your tongue over his tip. “Thank you.” You hummed a laugh. “You are even better though.” You sank your mouth onto him causing him to release a long sigh. “Mm.”

Levi gazed at your lips wrapping around his cock. He felt his cheeks burn as he watched your head bob up and down as his cock moved in and out. His knuckles went white as he clenched the sheets below him. No matter how many years or centuries go by, he would never get tired of making love to you, fucking you, you making love to him or you fucking him. The two of you were so obsessed with each other that you could barely keep your hands and bodies to yourselves.

You popped Levi’s cock from your mouth before dragging your tongue up him. “I can never get enough of you.” You whined. “I’m obsessed. I’m crazy.” You crawled up the bed. “I crave you so often. My mind is always filled with you.” You straddled Levi allowing him to see the only thing you were wearing was the corset. You giggled as he stared at your dripping pussy. “I can see you feel the same way.”

Levi licked his lips. “I want to eat your pussy. Such a juicy meal all for me.” He roughly grabbed your thighs. “Give it to me.”

You shivered at the growl in his words. “Levi. Take me.”

He yanked you up the bed. “All mine.” He opened his mouth a bit before tugging you down onto his face. His tongue pushed into your soaking hole. He massaged your silken walls with his tongue and gripped you tightly to make sure you stayed where you were. The deep moan that escaped him caused a vibration to go through you. He felt you shiver on top of him causing him to smile.

You placed your hands on Levi’s as you panted heavily. “F-Fuck.” You leaned your head back as he dragged his tongue out of you and to your clit. He wrapped his lips around your clit and sucked hard causing you to cry out in euphoria. “Levi!” You rolled your hips against him. “Mm! I’m gonna cum! Bite me when I do!”

Levi smiled when you came hard against his tongue and lips. He pulled back with his glistening lips before sinking his fangs deep into your thigh causing your orgasmic blood to fill his mouth. “Mm, darling.”

You knelt up and looked down at Levi as you panted. “I need to fuck you. I need your cock.”

Levi blushed as he said your name. “You’re making me blush.”

You leaned down and licked his pec. “I’ll make you blush more.” You bit his pec hard causing his blood to burst into your mouth. “Mm, you are incredibly aroused right now. I can taste it.”

Levi panted. “I want to be inside you.”

You knelt above his cock and used your fingers to part yourself. “You want to be here?”

“Y-Yes.”

You took his cock and pressed him in a little before slamming down on him. You both moaned in unison as pleasure coursed through your veins. You gripped his abs and dug your nails into his skin a little before you started bouncing up and down on him. You panted and shivered in delight when every slam down on Levi’s cock, his tip rammed into your cervix causing the most incredible pleasure to burn through you. Your pussy walls clenched around Levi making him moan in delight.

Levi gripped the underside of your thighs and supported you. He clenched your thigh and ass tightly. He moved you only a little bit because he loved the way you looked using all your strength to bounce on him. He looked down at your pussy causing his eyes to light up in delight. The slick shiny honey from you was covering his cock making it glisten so perfectly. He slipped a hand to where you were joined together and began rubbing your clit. He growled when you clenched him even tighter.

You purred at Levi. “D-Dirty trick.”

Levi smirked at you. “No trick. I just want you to cum all over my cock.”

You placed your hands on Levi’s. “I will. I will, Levi.” You threw your head back. “Help me move.”

Levi gripped your hip with one hand, spread his legs and made sure his finger moved on your bud. He shifted a little before pumping himself hard and fast into you. It was impossible to be embarrassed by the loud slapping noises coming from the two of you because you were so deep in pleasure. You held on for dear life as your husband ravaged you. He was hitting every single pleasure spot within your body. You smiled in delight as you felt your orgasm rushing closer and closer.

You moaned a little. “Levi.”

He grunted below you. “I know, darling, I can feel it.” He moved a little faster. “Cum for me. Let go.”

You screamed in delight as your orgasm ripped through you. You flopped against Levi’s body as all your strength left you. You whimpered as Levi wrapped his loving arms around you and held you close. It always made your heart sing when Levi went from fucking you senseless to holding you so sweetly like you were a precious gem. He was your everything and you were his.

You nuzzled the crook of his neck. “I love you.”

“I love you too.” He massaged his fingers into your hair. “I love you so much. You’re everything to me.” He rolled with you and pressed you against the bed. “I know you talked about fucking earlier, but I want to make love to you. Can I?”

You nodded under him. “You know I adore it when you do.”

He entwined his fingers with yours and started rolling his hips against yours. “Fuck, you are so perfect and beautiful.”

“You’re the perfect one.”

He tapped his forehead against yours and moved deep and passionately against you. His cock slid deep into you and caressed every inch of you. The two of you were almost breathless as you felt each other deeply. Every single inch of each other’s bodies was touched by pure love and adoration. You gazed deeply at each other before locking lips and tongues in a loving kiss. Moans and mewls rumbled through you both as the love vibrated between your bodies.

You tangled your legs around your husband as you moved together. You bucked up a little as Levi rolled his hips against you. You moaned into his desperate kisses as his body dragged just right against your clit causing a more intense pleasure to burn through you. You dug your nails into the back of Levi’s hands as you held hands. Your toes were pointed and squeezed as you felt overwhelmed by the way Levi was making you feel. You still couldn’t believe that this man was going to make love to you and only you for all eternity.

You pulled your lips from Levi and leaned your head back. “Oh god.” Tears ran down your cheeks as you felt like this man was worshipping you and loving you. “Levi.”

He kissed and nipped your neck. He sucked on your delicate skin. “I love you. My darling. My wife. Mine.”

Your back arched as his fangs slowly sank into your neck. “Levi. You feel so good.”

He released your neck and smiled at you. “You feel incredible. I always want to be like this with you.”

You giggled. “That’s not possible.”

He kissed you roughly. “I’ll make it possible.” He kissed the side of your ear and panted. “Cum for me. I want to feel you lose yourself around my cock.”

Your eyes rolled back into your head. “A-Ah.” You thrusted your hips up causing a pop of pleasure to go through you. “F-Fuck.”

Levi growled as your walls massaged him. “Ngh, ah. Sh-shit.”

You giggled a little as you observed your husband trying to hold back. “You want to cum inside me, don’t you?”

He smirked. “You have no idea. You know how much I love filling you up.”

You cupped his face. “How do you want to fill me?”

He shifted to his knees and lifted your hips causing you to squeak. He moved your legs around him and smiled when you locked your legs. He gripped your hips and sighed. “Can I go hard?”

You nodded as you undid your corset at the front a little. “Yes.” You massaged your chest. “This better?”

He growled. “Fuck, your body is incredible.”

You gasped when Levi started pounding hard into you. You slapped your hands down onto the bed and yanked on the covers as pleasure consumed you. You couldn’t think straight, all you could feel was how good Levi was making your body feel. You locked eyes with Levi and smiled at him as you moaned in bliss. You released the covers, reached down and ran your fingers up his abs. You dragged your nails over his skin causing him to shiver under your touch.

You cupped his neck and tugged. “Come to me. I want to bite you.”

Levi leaned down before crashing his lips against yours. “Bite me.”

You pulled back from his lips and bit the crook of his neck. You moaned as blood filled your mouth. “You’re so delicious.” You chomped down on his shoulder. “So wonderful and all mine.”

Levi moaned. “Darling.” He panted a little and said your name. “My everything.”

He dug his fingers into your hips more and began bucking as hard as he could into you. He growled as your breasts bounced hard and slipped more and more out of your corset. He leaned down and bit the top of your breast but didn’t make his fangs sink in. He just wanted to suck and lick a beautiful lovebite on you, even if it was on your skin for a few seconds. He dragged his tongue over your skin and just enjoyed how you tasted. He loved tasting you as much as possible.

You massaged your fingers into Levi’s hair as he sucked and kissed your skin. No matter how many years go by, he loved you endlessly. Levi gave you a love to remember, a love that others knew about, a love that people dreamt of. The two of you made each other happy beyond words could describe. You’d been a couple since the 1800s and you knew you would love each other beyond the modern years. Levi’s love, body and cock was perfect.

Levi dropped your hips and pressed his body against his. He grinded deep into you. “I want to cum as deep as possible into you.”

You wrapped your arms around him. “I want that too.”

“You’re mine, all mine.”

“Yours.” You panted. “I love you.”

Levi buried his head in the crook of your neck. Your words fuelled him to go harder. He bucked into you as passionately as possible. “Mm, ah, ah, mm. I’m going to cum.”

“Cum for me.”

He panted against your ear. “You need to first.”

You arched your back and mewled. “I will, just don’t stop.” You squeezed your toes. “Fuck, so good.” You smiled as you moaned. “More.”

Levi moaned against your neck. “Darling.”

You cried out as you felt the snap. “Le-Levi.”

He pressed in deep and came hard just as you did. He whimpered against your ear as he poured everything he had into you. “Mmm.”

You shivered under him. “So good.”

He pulled from your neck and panted. “I love you.”

You smiled sweetly. “I love you so much.”

“I’m sorry I didn’t kill him today.”

“I know you’ll kill him next time.”

He smiled. “I swear.”

You hummed a laugh. “I know.”

He blushed as he gazed at you. “You’re so pretty.”

“Thank you, handsome.” You wiggled a little under him. “You know, I kind of agree with you about being like this forever.” You hummed a laugh as Levi perked up. “I would love to stay like this. Being close to you is wonderful.”

“I love being close to you.” He kissed you and moaned against your lips. “I love you.”

You placed your fingers on his lips. “You’re very horny.”

“I am.” He smirked. “I just love you.” He dragged his cock out of you and lay next to you. “You’re incredible.”

You rolled onto your side and placed your hand on his waist. “Says the best man in the world.”

He kissed you and hummed against your lips. “I should have killed him today.”

“You will. I know you will. Sometimes it takes time.”

He released a long sigh. “A lot of time has already gone past.”

You sat up and looked down at Levi. “True, but look at how well we’ve done in that time. We won’t let this fucker stop us.” You frowned when you saw Levi wasn’t looking at your face. You looked down to see one nipple was showing and the other was almost showing. “Levi.”

He looked up at your face. “Sorry. Your boobs.”

You opened your corset fully and tossed it away. “There we go.”

“Boobs.”

You giggled and leaned over him before pressing your breasts against his face. “Better?”

“Mmm. Your boobs are the best.”

“Don’t worry about today, okay?” You moved down so you could gaze at Levi. “Let’s focus on having lots of sex like normal and being wonderful parents to our adorable kids.”

Levi smiled. “Perfect day.”

[flowerprincesscherryblossom]

stubble ii

pairing: Kim Namjoon x Female Reader word count: 1617 warnings: smut, daddy dom joon, established relationship, dirty talk, oral sex, vaginal fingering, vaginal sex, explicit language, edging, riding, creampie AO3 A/N: Hope you like it and that you have a wonderful day wherever you are💜

After your little session with Namjoon in his studio, you went to your shared apartment all giddy and excited, the smile just wouldn't leave your face.

Although, not everything was sunshine and rainbows. You felt a slight irritation on the inside of your thighs and on your pussy, and although not completely uncomfortable, it was a bit annoying. You texted your sister about it, hoping that she would have some sort of advice, to which she replied not long after.

Once you got home you went into the bedroom to put on more comfortable clothing, deciding on going with your panties and one of your boyfriend's shirts.

Afterward, you went to the bathroom, following your sister's advice and looking around for the vaseline. Once you found it, you lowered your underwear and pulled the shirt up, securing it with your teeth, and applied the moisturizer to the red zones, i.e. the inside of your thighs and your vulva. The soft and sticky petroleum jelly feeling smooth and warm in your hands, helping easing away the rashness you felt.

When you were done you pulled your panties up and went to the kitchen, grabbing something and going to the living room so you could watch tv and munch on snacks as you waited for Namjoon to return.

You waited and waited, by the time you heard the door open it was a little past midnight.

After locking the door, Namjoon walked into the living room, taking in your form lying on the couch, before taking a seat on it, putting your legs on top of his thighs, and leaning back against the couch.

"Good day?"

"Tiring and kinda frustrating," he leaned his head back, his fingers rubbing circles on your knees. "Did have a good distraction around lunch."

You rolled your eyes, a smile forming on your lips. "Ha-ha," you leaned your head against your shoulder, keeping your eyes on your boyfriend. "Did you have dinner?"

"Takeout," he yawned as his tired eyes turned to you.

You pulled your legs away from him and stood up, pulling him up by the hand and taking him to the bedroom. "Let's get you to bed."

You took a seat on the bed as Namjoon removed his clothes, choosing to be on his boxers instead of putting on any pajamas.

Your boyfriend walked towards you, his fingers on your chin, angling your head upwards before crashing your lips together. It was slow and sweet, his stubble prickling your chin.

Biting your bottom lip, and thus making you gasp, he inserted his tongue inside of your mouth, a dance of tongues where his easily dominated ours without much fight from you.

Slowly and carefully Namjoon started to lay you down on the bed, never separating from you.

"I thought you were tired," you said once he separated from your lips and started running them down from your cheek to your neck, leaving a prickly path in its wake.

"I never said that," he mouthed both of your breasts through the shirt, making you let out moans as you arched your back at the feeling of his tongue flicking against your clothed nipples.

However, before you could fully indulge in it, Namjoon removed his lips, continuing his path down your body until it reached your now sopping clothed center.

"Besides," his fingers pulled the string of your panties, letting it go so it could snap against your skin, making you let out a whimper, before removing your underwear, throwing it somewhere behind him, and settling your legs on his shoulders. "You still owe daddy for denying him of your pussy."

Your boyfriend kissed both of your legs, from the ankle to the inner thighs, doing it as slowly as he possibly could, his facial hair rubbing against your skin, making you tingle in anticipation as you bit your bottom lip.

Purposely, he rubbed his hairy chin and lower cheeks against your inner thighs, the feeling of the scratches on your skin combined with his breath fanning over your center having you writhing and whining. "D-Daddy,"

"It's not nice to tease, is it?" he said darkly, pressing kisses to your mound, his stubbly chin near your clit causing you to jolt.

Two of his fingers rubbed the wetness around your slit before inserting themselves into you, causing you to let out a moan at the sudden intrusion as they thrusted at a slow pace.

Namjoon's lips wrapped around your clit, sucking on it as if his life depended on it, his fingers gaining speed, curling them with precision against your sweet spot as you moved in tune with his hand.

"D-Daddy," you moaned out, your walls clenching around his fingers telling him that you were close to your high. However, before you could reach the peak, Namjoon pulled his fingers out of your cunt, licking the digits clean of your wetness, all the while keeping his dark dragon eyes on you. "Wh-"

Before you could complain, your boyfriend moaned quietly against your pussy before licking a fat stripe of your slit, followed by burying his face in between your thighs.

Almost as if he was a man starved, Namjoon savors the taste of your wetness, the tip of his nose brushing against your clit and his stubble prickling the skin of your inner thighs and vulva, making you arch your back as you moaned out for daddy.

Your hands flew to his head, your fingers gripping his hair, pulling him even closer to you, moving your hips to ride his face, all the while Namjoon kept his eyes on you.

"I-I'm c-close," you said panting for breath. "D-Daddy p-please."

But alas, your begging had been for nothing, for he pulled away from you as soon as the words were out of your mouth.

You whined in frustration as your high escaped from you once more. "Why you're doing this?"

Your boyfriend didn't answer, he simply took his underwear off, his massive cock springing up as precum ran down from the tip, and took a seat on the bed, leaning his back against the headboard.

"Come here babygirl," he said with a come hither gesture. "Come sit on daddy's lap."

You crawled towards him, you stared at your boyfriend as you gripped his length and gave it a few pumps, of which he groaned, before lining him at your entrance and slowly sinking down on his length.

"F-fuck," you whimper, his giant cock stretching your walls deliciously in a mixture of pain and pleasure.

"S-shit," his hands moved to grip tightly to your waist. "You're so tight princess."

Once he was fully inside of you, you let out a loud moan at the feeling, settling your left hand on the back of his neck and your right one on his back.

Both of you stared at each other for a while, your noses brushing together before you kissed him. It started out soft and sweet but soon it became heated and rough, hungrily he drove his tongue inside your mouth and dominated ours very easily.

You started rolling your hips at a slow pace, enjoying the burn of Namjoon's girth inside of you, your walls clenching around him as he swallowed every moan out of you.

You pulled away from him, throwing your head back with a gasp as you increase the pace, your nails digging into his skin.

"That's it baby," his right hand moved to slap your ass before going under your - his - shirt, fondling your breast, pinching and rolling your nipple. "Ride daddy's cock."

Bouncing up and down on his cock, his length hitting your cervix with each thrust, Namjoon threw his head back, groaning at the feeling of the tight grip your walls had on him.

However, possibly due to your boyfriend not letting you cum, it wasn't long until your legs started growing weaker, and as consequence, your movements started to slow down. "D-Daddy."

"What's wrong baby?" his hand left your chest and settled on your hips, gripping it tightly as he thrusted upwards, causing you to let out a loud moan as your nails dug deeper. "Can't fuck yourself on daddy's cock?"

"Ah f-fuck," he rammed into you with an almost vicious intent, the sounds of his groaning and grunting mixing with your moans and cries, adding perfectly to the melodic sounds of skin slapping against skin and squelching, his pelvis rubbing against your clit with each thrust.

"F-fuck, you like taking my fat cock, don't you baby?" you couldn't form words, only moan for him over and over again. "You like when daddy fills you up?"

"Y-yes," it wasn't long before the familiarity of being close to your high started prickling your skin. "D-Daddy, I-I'm c-close."

His thrusts became more animalistic, going harder and faster, a bruising pace that was making you see stars.

"Cum princess," his pace faltering as Namjoon felt close to his end. "Cum all over daddy's cock."

With a couple more thrusts you reach your high, releasing all over him, the grip of your walls triggering his own finish, as he shot up deep inside, painting them with his warm release.

Your boyfriend gave a couple more slow thrusts in order to draw out both of your highs, as you both worked on catching your breaths.

You wrapped your arms around his neck, his around your waist, pulling each other closer to the other, your head on his shoulder while he leaned his against the headboard.

When you felt Namjoon starting to move your hold on him tighten. "Don't," you said tiredly, barely keeping your eyes open. "We'll shower later."

He chuckled quietly, running his fingers through your hair as you fell asleep.

[hornedqueenofhell]

Lost in the Shadows - A Lost Boys Steddie AU

Happy Halloween all!

The first time Claudia Henderson saw the Harrington's raise a hand to their 9 year old boy she didn't think, just waited until they walked away leaving little Steven there crying and scooped him up. She took him home with her, packed up her and Dustin's belongings and after picking her youngest up from school they left Hawkins, Indiana behind.

Claudia took her sons to Los Angeles, California and they lived there until Steve Harrington, now Henderson, was almost 20. Now Claudia's father was getting up in years and needed some assistance with getting his affairs in order, he offered to let them move in until he passed and then he'd leave the house to them. Steve had been looking at colleges up that way anyway and Claudia knew Dustin would love the nearby pier, so they moved to Santa Carla.

After getting all the boxes set inside the little family decides to go check out the boardwalk. Claudia heads to the shops to inquire about work, see if there's a need for a nurse somewhere, while Steve and Dustin go tearing off towards the rides.

There's a concert going on and Dustin tells Steve to go have fun after he spots a comic book shop and some kids his age. Steve makes his way into the crowd of dancing and thrashing partiers, swaying to the music when he spots a flicker of something out of the corner of his eyes. Deep brown eyes lock onto his for just a moment and Steve rakes his eyes over the most gorgeous man he's ever seen. Thick brown curls, a white low cut shirt with studded military jacket over it decked out in patches and chains. He's got a red headed girl who looks to be about Dustin's age with him and he's trying to get to dance.

When the mystery man turns back Steve is still looking at him, he smiles shyly and tugs a lock of hair over his mouth before letting himself get distracted by the music. 

Meanwhile Dustin is becoming friends with and also kinda getting harassed by Mike and Lucas who are obsessed with vampires after their friend Will was supposedly kidnapped by one before being found by the police. They show him all sorts of comics about it and the group becomes close as they all toss questions and theories back and forth, getting the first smile out of Will in weeks.

When the concert wraps up Steve goes looking for the mysterious dark haired beauty and learns his name is Eddie. He offers to escort Eddie home and sees if the other man might be willing to show him around sometime. Eddie looks torn between saying yes and looking very freaked out. His interest wins out though and with a shy nod he allows Steve to lead him to a motorcycle he spent the last summer repairing at his job.

Right as they get on though the pair are surrounded, a blonde with bright blue eyes speaks to Eddie, making snide comments until Steve tells him to shut up. Billy goads Steve into a race and Steve reluctantly agrees so the gang heads to the bluffs, Eddie giving Steve directions on the way. Steve pulls out just in time to avoid going off the cliff and attacks Billy for trying to kill him. The two of them get into it with Billy easily beating the shit out of Steve until he's unconscious. 

Steve wakes up to bitter wine being poured in his mouth and Eddie sniffling.

"I didn't know what else to do, I didn't know how to save you."

Steve tries to ask Eddie what's happening but the older man shuts down and just tells him to leave. Steve gets his bike and goes home falling face first into his bed. The next morning Dustin and Steve are unpacking, Steve with his sunglasses on because he feels exhausted and hung over, and Dustin making fun of him the entire time.

The brothers have plans to get groceries that afternoon so Steve shoos Dustin upstairs to go wash up and make himself all pretty while he writes up the list. While in the kitchen Steve is working on the list when the hunger cravings hit and he finds himself almost attacking Dustin until his dog Dart lunges at him and bites him, breaking the thirst's hold over him. Dustin figures out what's happening to Steve and is determined to bring his new friends over to help despite Steve's protests about them ending up in trouble.

Mike immediately tries to stake Steve who grabs the sharpened branch and easily shatters it, surprising all of them. Everyone begins loudly debating on how to 'deal' with Steve and the other vampires but no one has any idea how to besides destroy the head vampire, who none of them know the identity of. Steve says he knows how to get answers and takes off on his bike as Claudia brings home her new boss, Victor Creel. Creel is the head surgeon at the hospital Claudia now works at and she offered him a home cooked meal after he lost a young patient on his table. 

Will immediately recognizes him and drags the others off to tell them he knows who the head vampire is, because it's the same guy who kidnapped him. The kids all proceed to torment Creel to get him to leave but Creel sees Will and promises to be back for him.

Steve goes back to the cliffs looking for the vamps hideout, Eddie had gotten the blood to turn him from somewhere so they have to be close. Using his advanced senses he finds the sunken hotel and inside is Eddie. Steve demands answers and Eddie breaks down, telling him how scared he is. He distracts Steve by kissing and sleeping with him instead.

Billy catches them together after and is pissed that Eddie has again failed to kill Steve to complete his own transition and snatches Steve. He drags Steve to a beach side bonfire and forces him to watch as Billy and the others massacre the innocent party goers. He tells Steve that this is what will happen to Eddie and Dustin and all the other kids if he doesn't hand over Will and lets him go.

Steve tells the kids what happened and Billy's demand for Will Byers. No one is going to allow that to happen and plan on destroying Billy and other vamps to weaken Creel before trying to stake him next since Steve will still be a half vampire. Steve has two conditions to the plan, Eddie and Max (who he learned was Billy's half sister) since they are both only half vampires as well. The group agrees to scope out the nest and rescue the two that morning before gathering supplies to kill the vampires.

Steve, Dustin, Lucas and Mike go to the hideout and the kids start running around investigating while Steve carries Max and Eddie out to their grandfather's car he and Dustin borrowed. But the sun weakens him too and he ends up asleep in the driver's seat with Eddie and Max piled in the back. Back inside Lucas has climbed up a tangle of vines and managed to stake Jason Carver, one of Billy's cohorts, killing him. The kids end up sprayed with blood and viscera but all escape safely back to the car, they did unfortunately wake Billy though so they've lost the element of surprise.

Dustin is able to wake Steve who manages to stay conscious long enough to get them home and transfer Eddie and Max to his room before succumbing to the day sleep as well.

Realizing that the adults are useless until sunset Dustin and the kids set out to prepare for Billy's gang. They load up on holy water, garlic, and every silver object they can find. They manage to boobytrap the entire apartment just in time, but they forgot about Dart. Steve runs outside and manages to get the dog to safety as they are besieged. 

The kids escape upstairs and manage to take out Angela, but their spilled blood during the fight causes Max to franzy and try to attack Lucas. Eddie stops her and together the group manages to kill Tommy Hagan, Eddie’s hands getting burned from the holy water in the bathtub as he holds Tommy’s head under.

Downstairs Steve goes for round two with Billy, the two swinging at each other with wild abandon until Steve manages to launch Billy into part of the broken staircase, impaling him through and getting rid of the bastard once and for all. Eddie manages to join Steve downstairs, taking his hand and squeezing. Then the screaming starts again.

Creel has one hand wrapped around Will’s neck and is facing down the other kids.

“Take another step closer and I’ll force both of you to tear the children apart.” Creel hisses. Steve shoves the other children behind him, clocking Lucas and Max holding hands as he does. Before he can find a weapon or think of some kind of clever plan Eddie rushes at Creel and tackles him out the window. Eddie shields Will with his body as they fall and both of them land on top of the other vampire.

Quickly pushing Will aside Eddie grabs part of the window pane and stabs it through Creel’s chest. Right as Creel shatters Eddie’s collarbone. Creel dies and Eddie just about keels over himself as his newly human again body chooses right now to start feeling pain again.

Steve rushes out to Eddie’s side, Max sobbing in Lucas’ arms as well, and helps him sit up right as a new voice speaks up.

“Eddie?”

“Wayne!” Eddie reaches out with the arm not cradled to his side as his uncle falls to his knees beside him and hugs him tightly.

“I’ve been worried sick boy, where have you been?” He pets Eddie’s hair and his nephew winces in pain but refuses to let go.

“It’s a long story. What are you doing here? How did you find me?” Wayne pulls back enough to let both Steve and Eddie see Claudia, dressed up for a date, standing a few feet away and looking very pale.

“Is it a long story for you too Stevie?” She eventually pulls herself together enough to ask. Steve nods and throws himself into her arms, letting a few relieved tears of his own escape as he squeezes her tight. “Well, let's get inside then. We can put up a few tarps and you boys can tell us everything.”

They get back inside and Claudia patches everyone up as they all put together their bits of the story. They’re able to reach out to Max’s mom and let her know that they found her daughter. Claudia will be "keeping her overnight for observation,” She tells Ms. Mayfield with a wink to Max, “But Max should be able to head home as soon as she’s cleared.”

Eddie is twenty types of delighted that his Uncle seems to be interested in a lady even though it raises twenty more types of questions about Steve’s hand still being in his. But that’s a problem for tomorrow, they’ve earned a chance to finally rest tonight.

[ibelivedthehypeam]

Izzy stradlin smut

I’ve been stuck with my brother all day, sat meaninglessly in the studio waiting for him to finish. However the part I didn’t mind was getting to see his friend, who was incredibly attractive.

I had only realised it a few weeks back. The five of them had arranged to meet at axl’s and that’s when I ended up actually getting to know them. Slash was chill, the guy would sit there, smoke and play guitar. Duff and Steven were also incredibly cool guys, duff was almost like a mum while Steven ran around with parts of drums. It took me a while to realise Izzy was there, he was the quietest of the five, he was pretty distracted by his guitar and I couldn’t help but let my eyes linger. He had brown eyes and his hair was dark, he was pretty fucking hot.

Since then we had shared a conversation or two ever so often. If it was about my day or what he was playing it always left me smiling. As we got closer I found myself thinking about him more and more, how his lips would feel if we kissed or how his dick-.

“Hey, you ok.” I was suddenly dragged out of my thoughts by Izzy who looked strangely at me putting his hand on my shoulder.

“Yeah, I’m cool just thinking about something Axl said.” I replied thinking quickly to avoid any embarrassment.

He looked convinced and began to show me something he was practicing on his guitar. I complimented what he had wrote as Axl shouted for him by the door. Izzy excused himself walking to whatever Axl wanted to shout at.

After a while I heard Axl say “seriously man don’t, she’s my-!” And some more mutters of annoyance. Steven elbowed duff to get his attention and sniggered at Izzy walking back into the room sheepishly. He smiled at me before getting a beer from the fridge.

“This is so boring, can’t we just watch a movie!” Steven exclaimed putting his drum sticks down and finishing his drink. Slash shrugged and agreed, duff contemplating which movie we could watch. I gave some ideas and Izzy quickly agreed it was a better idea. Axl groaned and thought they could use a break.

Soon enough the six of us were settled in the cramped front room. Duff and slash on the two seater, me and Izzy on the other, Axl on a arm chair and Steven laying in the floor with my cat. After a lot of arguing we had decided on Jaws.

When we had got about half way into the movie Slash had fallen asleep, duff left to see his girlfriend and Izzy had wrapped his arm around my waist his other hand finding mine under the blanket. Axl turned round and glared at Izzy who held me tighter and I giggled, he huffed and turned round again. He moved his hand holding mine to itch his shoulder and my hand slipped down to his thigh. I stroked his leg and circled my thumb. I could feel his heart rate increase as I brought my hand higher up his thigh, my finger between his denim legs. He placed a silent kiss on my shoulder, I looked round to see his eyes dark and his lips curling into a smirk. I checked to see if anyone was watching, Axl nodding to sleep, Slash still laying down on the settee asleep and Steven still immersed in the film. Looking back to Izzy I brought my face closer to his, looking down to his thin, pink lips. He had moved in placing a soft peck to my lips, darting his eyes to Axl, before kissing me again. This time more passionately, slipping his tongue into my mouth. His hand held my cheek, tilting my head to kiss me harder. We pulled away at a grunt from somewhere, both our heads shooting to slash who was stood up laughing his head off.

“What the hell are you laughing at slash?” Axl asked day properly in the chair again. Steven giggled still watching the movie, unaware of what was going on.

“Oh nothing much, gonna head home now.” Slash replied winking at us and pulling Steven up. He and Steve agreed on getting a cab back together.

“You going Iz?” Axl asked obviously wanting to go to bed and so he didn’t have to ‘supervise’ me and Izzy. He moved his hands away from me and stretched rubbing his eyes, I thought he was going.

“Nah i’ll watch the end of this, you can go to bed, I won’t kill her.” Izzy yawned, I visibly grinned and Axl agreed, to tired to care anymore. As soon as he had disappeared into his room izzy looked over at my smirking.

“Your pretty yn.” He admitted and stroked my head before kissing me again. This time it was more needy, I wrapped my hands around his neck and he brought his round my waist. Biting down on his lip, he groaned and I ran my tongue round his mouth.

“You know we could watch this movie in my room.” I suggested smirking at him, seeing his eyes darken with lust. I grabbed his hand and walked up the stairs to my bedroom. As soon as we walked through the door I joined our lips together and he walked us back towards my bed.

He swiftly took his shirt of as I sat on his lap, moving our hips together as he licked and kissed up my chest ridding of my top. I felt him growing beneath me, feeling his desire build as he fiddled with my joggers, pulling them down along with my underwear. Grabbing at his sides I found his belt, pulling it through and tossing it somewhere to find in the morning. I palmed his hard and I saw his eyes close and his small moan at the contact. Unbuttoning his jeans I found myself desperate for his touch, pulling them away he stroked himself slightly.

“Your so gorgeous, you cool?” He asked into my shoulder I gripped him and nodded as he entered me in one thrust. He was thick, I felt so full, both of us letting out moans of pleasure at the sensation. He started to move causing me to kiss and bite his neck, as he praised me.

“Your doing so well, gotta keep quite sweetheart, Axl would kill me if he knew what a good girl you were being for me.” He groaned. Hearing him whisper dirty things into my ear, thrust so deep into me and feeling his rough hands on my hips sent me close to the edge.

“Harder Iz.” I moaned and he did, hitting the spot over and over again, as I felt my orgasm approaching. He looked into my eyes as I felt myself go, and feel him do the same. He pulled out, heavily breathing, still kissing my neck and stroking my sides. He got his shirt and a towel, covering me up and giggling with me.

“That was a good movie.” He joked putting his arms round me, as we lay in bed wrapped up in each other.

“Axl is gonna kill you.” I mentioned with a giggle and he chuckled.

“I’ll deal with him in the morning.”

Authors note - hiya, hope you liked this I found it fun to write. 😀

[orion4ever]

hi so im the person who requested the derren/outcasted reader and AHHH it was great!!! thank you so much!!!

i wanted to request another ren fic, this like with a trans masc reader

basically its just ren comes out to the reader as trans and then we’re just like “wait your trans? me too!”

have a good day or night! don’t rush and take care of yourself! thank you!

Author’s Note: Hello! I am glad you liked it , I was worried I didn’t portray her correctly! I hope you enjoy this one as well ^^ Although since we didn’t get much info about Renee and her transition for now, I wrote this under the assumption that she has warmed up and mellowed out over time.

Also I totally wrote this with them being in high school but then remembered that in Step 3, they are probably not in high school anymore so I changed it to be a local community college.

Pairing: Renee Murray x TransMasc! MC

🥾🍁

Renee was worried about people’s opinions of hers changing when they found out that she was trans.

Would she be seen as somewhat hypocritical to her younger self? Would people still want to be friends even if she was a girl? How would they treat her now?

While she is way more happy and content now truly understanding her feelings and identity, coming out is a very nerve-wracking experience.

You had been the first to know, of course. You have been Renee’s friend(and crush) for a long time and she felt that no matter what; you would be there.

She just wasn’t expecting what came next…

The school day just ended, you were packing up your backpack to go home when you felt a hand hold on to your shoulder. When you turned around, it was Ren; her newly dyed red hair glimmering in the classroom's fluorescent lights.

“MC,” Renee greeted, her mouth appearing to smile but her eyebrows were worried.

“Oh, Hey Renee” you greeted in return, slinging your heavy backpack over your shoulder. “We’re still hanging out at the bridge today?” You asked, tilting your head towards your friend.

“Uh. Yeah, obviously… Let’s hurry. I-.” She paused on her words before continuing. “I want to tell you something important.” She finished, feeling more sure of yourself.

“Something important? Important enough that you can’t tell me here?” You had teased a little bit, moving towards the door while Renee followed with a nervous chuckle.

“I want to tell you somewhere more private, so yeah.” She answered, walking out the classroom door and through the hallway with them.

“I understand.” You nodded.

After crowd-surfing and dodging other students, the both of you got off campus and made your way over to the familiar patch of woods near the hiking trail.

While the trip felt short for you, to Renee; this trip over to the bridge alcove felt like hours. She overthought your reaction to her coming out as a girl and played around with her gloves to distract herself.

“Is there something wrong?” You had asked, stopping in front of the diner on the way to the remote bridge. “You’ve been a little restless..?” You added, looking gently at her.

Her unease lessened when she noticed your genuine expression, appreciating how supportive you are.

“I will be ok... It's just related to what I wanted to tell you.” Renee reassured, who started walking again.

“You’re kinda worrying me a little bit, Ren” you admitted, following a bit behind her. “Is it something bad?” You asked.

Renee paused a little bit but answered, peaking over her shoulder at you. “Depends on what you think is ‘bad’..”

You didn’t reply, you didn’t have a clue what this secret information could be.

Finally, the two of you made it, Renee got comfortable and leaned on the bridge. While she didn’t say it straight up ;she was hinting for you to join her side.

You stepped towards her but didn’t lean on the bridge. “Ren, What's wrong?” You asked again. “Did something happen?”

Renee looked nervous but replied “No, nothing happened. I have something I need to tell you.” She took a deep breath before continuing.

“I need to be honest, I have been having identity issues; for most of my life at this point.”

She admits, her hand moving towards her nape. 

“After a while, I think I finally get it.” Renee then moved her gaze away from the bridge and faced you.

“I am a girl. I’m trans..”

The woods went silent, the both of you staring at each other. Renee teared up a little, really worried that she was about to lose you over this. Before the silent woods could swallow her, you replied.

“Oh! Me too!” You chuckled. Renee went deadpanned, her hand that was resting on her nape fell to her side.

“what.” She raised an eyebrow. “Oh, Uh. Not the girl part, I trans too!” You elaborated with an equally nervous smile. Renee, just in case asked.

“Do you accept me?” You looked over surprised that she would think you wouldn’t.

“Of course! This is awesome, I am really happy that you finally understand yourself!”

You said supportively.

“I can say I understand too. I guess we both get to start this new journey together huh?” You smiled.

“When did you know you were a guy?” Renee asked, acknowledging that you came out too.

“A while ago. I just didn’t find a moment to tell you.” You shrugged a little, shoving your cold hands in your jacket pockets.

The two of you stood there in silence, Renee turned back towards the side of the bridge. You joined by her side. Renee sheepishly put her pale hand in your pocket to hold your hand, which you held back.

“Is this ok?” Renee asked, side-eyeing you.

“Yeah.” You said quietly with a little blush.

It was silent again, but there was more question that you needed an answer to.

“What do wanna be referred to now? Still Ren?” You side-eyed her back.

“Call me Renee.” She answered with a smile.

“Okay, Renee” you replied for the last time, rubbing your thumb on her hand.

[justtwotired]

Whispers of the night - Lloyd Garmadon x F!reader

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Your POV:

“I thought they said they where going to stop the self defence classes,” Millie complained as we where making our way to said class. “They’re getting tiring, I don’t like them,” she said and we chuckled.

“I think the school board decided to continue them after the whole thing at the museum,” Flora speculated, “it was in a kind of ‘you never know what might happen’ way, I think it’s great we receive these lessons,” she said and Millie sighed.

“Always the positive one, aren’t you, Flores?” She asked making the others giggle.

We entered the big classroom and took our seats, looking around at the mats on the floor which told us we where doing something fun today.

Kai soon entered the classroom aswel and started the lesson.

Every time he demonstrated something, a few girls in their class giggled and pointed, making me roll my eyes.

We eventually had to make pairs and had to try and get the other on the ground in a certain way while your partner tried to remain upright.

“No, I don’t want to spar with N/n, that’s to difficult,” Luna whined and I laughed making her glare at me. “You better go easy on me,” she pointed a threatening finger my way.

“Atta, girl,” I said with a wink and we went to stand in front of each other. “Bring it on,”

When the lesson was over, I told my friends I needed a quick moment and they waited in the doorway as I headed towards Kai, who seemed to be getting bothered by a group of girls asking him all sorts of questions.

“Where did you learn all this?” One of them asked with a sickening sweet smile.

“Oh, yeah- uh I have a sensei who taught me a lot of things, I met him when I was around fourteen or something,” he said, not really that interested to talk to the girls, somewhere this surprised me, but on the other side, he had Skylor of course.

Before they could ask another question, he noticed me and a genuine grin formed on his face.

“Trouble, I see you aren’t sleep deprived anymore,” he teased and I rolled my eyes.

“Shut up, I am never going to have a sleepover with you guys again I was exhausted,” I sighed, shaking my head. “But I am not staying here to have you bully me, I have a question,” I explained.

“Ohhh, boyfriend problems? Or other kind of problems?” He asked, making me chuckle lightly, ignoring the impatient stares from the girls.

“I am trying to find Lloyd a good Christmas present, I just can’t find anything, I really need your help,” I pouted at him, giving him the best puppy dog eyes I had.

“No need to look at me like that trouble, I’ll text you some ideas,” he patted my head making me swat his arm away. “But do remember, as long as it comes from you, Lloyd is probably going to be happy,” he said with a small wink, making me give him a grateful smile.

“Thanks Kai, I’ll see you- wait tomorrow I think? Are you coming tomorrow?” I asked curiously, we had planned to hang out but a few of the ninja couldn’t make it.

“Yeah, I’ll be there,” he said and I smiled.

“Great, bye now- also, please, take Skylor with you, I want to get to know your girlfriend, bye!” I quickly headed over to my friends and walked out of the classroom.

Did I add that last bit just to piss of those girls? Yes, yes I definitely did.

The next day, I was at school hanging out with my friends during break. We sat at our normal table in the cafeteria and we were all currently bullying Millie for being scared to ask out the girl she likes.

“Come on! Look at her, she’s so pretty, it’s not like she’d say yes, that is something only happening in my dreams,” she pointed out making Charlie groan for the hundredth time.

Though we all got distracted by a group of the same girls that stood with Kai yesterday, now standing next to our table.

Only now there were just five instead of eight. They weren’t really that popular, but they seemed to think they where, it was laughable, really.

“Can we help you?” Luna asked unamused, already completely done with the conversation that hadn’t even started yet.

“Please, we’re not here for you so don’t bother to talk to us,” the ‘leader’ of the five said. I know her name is Maggie, the others I do not really bother of learning the names.

“Why don’t you tell us what you need and then leave us alone?” I suggested, looking at them with an irritated glance.

“Just the person we needed,” she smiled ‘sweetly’ at me. “The green ninja was your bodyguard right?” She asked and I nodded with a small frown.

“Yes, that’s a good observation you have there,” I said sarcastically, making her roll her eyes.

“Do you know if he has a girlfriend?” She asked making me narrow my eyes.

“I in fact know he does,” I pointed out quickly, already hating where this conversation was going. She seemed rather surprised at my answer though.

“Well who is she?” Maggie demanded to know making me scoff. “I bet I could replace her easily,” she said and I balled my fists.

“Listen here, you misdirected goose, he has a girlfriend, and believe me, you try making a move on him- which is mostly impossible because you’d never get the chance, but say hypothetically you did get the change, she would not hesitate to rip out your eyeballs to use them as a pair of earrings,” I said, remaining eye contact as I said it.

She gave me a disturbed glance and I smile at her for a moment. “But luckily for you you probably won’t meet her,” I’m said sweetly, and like that, she left the table with an angry murmur.

With a smirk I took a bite of my food, only to notice the strange stares I got from my friends.

“What?” I asked confused as I looked around the table with light frown.

“I didn’t know greenie had a girlfriend,” James said and I shrugged with a grin.

“He has, but I never met her,” I mean, was it a total lie? “I just said that so Maggie would back off,” I shrugged making the others laugh.

Charlie clapped me on my back slightly while I bit my lip too stop the huge grin on my face from forming, trying to eat.

A week later, I laid in bed at home, cuddled up with Lloyd who was combing his fingers trough my hair while I made small circles on his hands and tracing the small scars that painted them.

I had just came back from Christmas shopping when he showed up. He’d seemed tired, so I just took him upstairs and that’s how we ended up here.

He hadn’t spoken much, and in all honesty, I felt there was something off.

“Is there something wrong?” I whispered to him and I felt him shrug. He’d been off all week, but I let it slide, giving him time, but I was starting to worry now.

“A bit,” he whispered back, pulling me closer to him, making me close my eyes.

“You wanna talk about it?” I asked softly, still tracing circles on his hands, yet he stopped combing his fingers trough my hair.

“Today a one year ago…” he started slowly, I hummed in acknowledgement, hoping it’d encourage him to continue. “Today one year ago we finally defeated Morro,” he said softly.

I froze for a second, he’d told me about Morro in short, he never wanted to talk about it, all I knew is that it was traumatic for him.

“Isn’t that a good thing?” I asked and turned to face him.

“It should be, right?” He asked with a short, humourless laugh. “But it isn’t in my mind,” he said, avoiding eye contact. “It was the first time we didn’t celebrate christmas, because I didn’t come out of my room,” he said softly.

“It took ages to get back on my feet after Morro took over,” he admitted, he wanted to talk more but hesitated, looking at me. I gave him an encouraging smile and lightly squeezed his hand.

“When they finally got me back, I was weaker than I ever had been, all the food I ate came right back out, and yet our fight with Morro still wasn’t over, so I- I just pushed trough,” he explained, his voice cracking a few times.

“You know the remaining of that story, but the aftermath,” he shook his head and I pulled him closer to me.

“You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to,” I whispered reassuringly, combing small pieces of hair out of his face.

“I want to tell you,” he said softly and I smiled at him and kissed his forehead. “After we defeated Morro, it took two months before I was back up in my feet, we skipped Christmas and new years, I wouldn’t come out of my room, I roughly ate one meal a day, I- it was terrible, but I could leave, because what if Morro came back?” His words got stuck in his throat and the tears stuck in his eyes started falling.

My heart broke by just looking at him, I had never seen him so vulnerable. I always wondered how Lloyd could be so strong and confident with everything he’d been trough at such a young age, but now looking at him, I realised that behind all that he was still just an eighteen year old holding more trauma than he should be able to.

He sobbed and all I could do was just hold him, whisper reassuring things to him and softly stroke his back.

And even though I felt so bad for Lloyd and couldn’t help but let some tears escape my own eyes, somewhere I felt glad that he felt safe to be vulnerable with me, that he dared share these kinds of things with me.

The feeling in my stomach was unfamiliar, but what I was feeling at the moment wasn’t important, the most important thing in the world right now was the boy in my arms that was slowly drifting of to sleep trough his tears.

Lloyd POV:

Later that evening, I almost gave Nya a heart attack when I stormed into her room.

“Nya I think I made a mistake!” I cried out the moment I was in her room and she looked up from her phone with a puzzled expression.

“You couldn’t have knocked?” She asked but I didn’t listen and went to sit next to her, making her sigh. “What’s the problem, kid?” She asked and I combed a quick hand trough my hair.

I swatted it away with an angry scoff and she just laughed.

“So- today I kind of told Y/n about Morro, a-and everything,” I said and her confused expression turned soft.

“What did she say?” Nya asked, laying her phone down on the bed to point her full focus to Lloyd.

“Well- she was sweet, a nice, and she hugged me,” he explained, still looking rather anxious, which made the girl rather confused.

“That’s good right?” She asked Lloyd hesitantly nodded. “Then what’s the problem?”

“What if I scared her off?” He whispered, “she’s never seen me like that, she doesn’t know what she signed up for!” He stood up and paced the room.

“Wow, Lloyd, let’s take a breather,” Nya tried but he already went on.

“I can already imagine her sending me a text saying this won’t work out- I mean, I’d understand, I was a mess back there- she must feel freaked out right now, oh my god what have I done,” he hid his face in his hands, muttering cuss words.

“Alright, the only one freaking out right now, is you,” Nya stood up and took Lloyd’s hands. “N/n’s not like that, she’ll understand. It’s good that you’re opening up to her, she won’t mind,” she reassured softly.

“I know she’s not like that, but she can still decided she’d rather not get caught up in this mess- I mean I completely understand-” he was cut off when his Phone buzzed with a notification.

He went to grab it immediately, recognising the sound of the notification as one of Y/n’s. Before he could read it, he already turned his phone off.

“Oh god she’s going to break up with me,” he said with a shaky voice before shoving it into Nya’s hands. “Read it and tell me if it’s bad,” he said and the girl shook her head with a small frown before looking at the phone.

A smile formed onto her face when she read it and handed it to Lloyd. “Why don’t you just read it and stop worrying,” she suggested and hesitantly he took the phone.

My Trouble Magnet💕

Hi Lloyd, I wanted to see how you were doing?

Thank you for opening up to me, I’m happy you feel comfortable enough around me to do so, I wanted to say that I care about you so much and if anything is bothering you I’m here for you<3

He looked up at Nya with a smile on his face and stars in his eyes making her giggle.

Lloyd G.

Hi there princess, I’m fine I promise.

Thank you for listening to me, if I’m honest I was almost afraid I scared you off😅

My Trouble Magnet💕

You’ll have to do a lot more than that to scare me off haha

Are we still up for drinks in the park tomorrow?

Lloyd G.

Hmm that’s good to hear

And you bet, I’ll see you there :)

My Trouble Magnet💕

See you there<3