#Captain Grey is ass and he did better

[leviismybby]

Cat and Mouse

Levi Ackerman x fem!reader, mdni, nsfw 18+, fingering

Levi's eyes scan the rooftops, he can hear you, hear your footsteps. He launches his gear at the nearby building wall and steps on the rooftop, spotting your figure he hides behind a wall and waits for you to pass by. This time, he won't let you off the hook easily, you were gonna rush past him but Levi surprises you, spins you around and pushes you against the cold surface harshly. You grunt as your back hits the concrete, your eyes narrow immediately before they meet his grey ones. He will never learn.

"Captain." That sarcasm in your voice isn't something Levi appreciated, he jas had enough of your games. Before he speaks, he pins your hands above your head, last time you pulled a stunt, he isn't letting that happen again. "What the fuck is your problem?" You know why he is mad, you've caused him quiet the trouble, not that you regret it. "My problem? I don't have one. You clearly do." A brat, you were such a brat and he couldn't fathom what keeps him so infatuated with you. Maybe it's the fact that you're a thief that the MPs can't seem to catch or maybe is the fact that you outsmarted him both time he caught you. Either way, Levi wants it to stop.

"You have to stop. The military police will get a bounty on that shitty head of yours. You fucked it up badly this time." He was right, you did fuck it up, stealing from the Garrison just for the thrill of it. If Levi didn't know any better, he would say that you're crazy, than again, he isn't exactly normal either and he is the last person to judge you given his past as a thug. "Aww, thanks for caring, I don't care." You try to stir out of his grip and he only tightens it, keeping you still. "You're fucking insufferable you know that?" It was true, you were an annoyance for him, he had better things to do than to chase a petty thief around Trost but there was something about you that kept him coming back. He hated himself for always giving in.

"I can only say the same, Captain. Why do you care so much?" You roll your eyes, trying to find a way out of his grip but nothing seems to come to mind. He is too close to you, you can feel his breath on your cheek, this is getting dangerous. "I don't dammit. I will be the first to celebrate when your ass gets thrown in jail." Maybe he should do it, bring you in and let the militray police do as they please with you but his inner turmoil isn't letting him, he hates to admit it but he enjoys this, the chase and the games between you. His comrads would be disappointed if they knew, he knows your face, knows how you work so why doesn't he just report you? It's a problem that he can't slove tonight.

You don't say anything, the words coming out of his mouth were harsh but true, you did keep him on his feet and you enjoyed the attention. "So report me. Or is your ego not letting you." He hides things well behind that indifferent expression but his eyes tell you a different story, there is hate there, of course there is, you two hold mutual hatred for on e another however there is desire there too, it shouldn't be. It really shouldn't. Levi scoffs at your words, his fingers wrap around your neck and he squeezes, his other hand still firmly holding your wrist together. "You're the egotist one here. You and your shitty criminal jobs. How much money did you earn by selling sealed information huh? What is your game here?" That was his main problem, you stole from the survey corps too and he doesn't appreciate it one bit.

His fingers squeeze your throat again, he wants you to answer but he won't approve if you lie to him. "Enough and I enjoy the chase. Noel matter how big or minor my crime is, you always comr running after me. Why is that captain?" Now there is a question he wants answer at least not with words. Hos face inches closer to you, your noses touching. "Fucking annoying brat." You smirk, your eyes drifting to his lips, will he finally do it or will he run away from it like all those other times? You don't move away or lean in, you simply wait, eager to feel his lips agsint yours.

And just like that, a groan leaves his lips, his hand moving down to your hip and his lips crashing agsint yours. Returning the kiss immediately, you feel his grip on your wrist loosen and insted he interlocks his fingers with yours, his kiss getting more passionate. You let your hand fall to his hair, pulling him into the kiss even more, his body presses up agsint yours, the heat between you making a shiver run down your spine. You moan as his hand moves to your ass and he squeezes, loving the sounds that are leaving your mouth. He needs to hear more and he plans too. His grip gets more and more possessive, his hands start to roam your body, feeling your every curve. You can't go all the way put here, both of you know that but Levi is letting his desire for you cloud his judgement and he can't keep his hands off of you even out here.

The two of you keep kissing for some time until Levi pulls away, a string of saliva connecting your mouth to each other. Levi's eyes look you up and down, he wants to fuck you here and now but it's too risky, so he will simply have to do something else. His mouth starts kissing your neck, each kiss more sloppy than the other, you throw your head back, giving him more space, you're enjoying this more than you thought you would. A gasp leaves your swollen lips when he bites into your skin leaving marks behind. "You smell so fucking good." He says against your skin before biting again, this time he hits your sweet spot directly, making a shiver run down your spine. You grab onto his shoulders, your body pulling it self closer to his. "Desperate are you? Fucking brat." He turns you around, your hands on the cold wall, he bucks your hips sligthy and gives your ass a firm slap, fuck the things he would do to you.

He lands another slap on your ass, his body pressing fully into yours, you can feel how hard he is for you. You bite your lip and reach out for his bulge but he slaps your hand away. "No. Keep your fucking hands on the wall understood?" You nod at his words, as much you want to talk back to him, you don't want to ruin this moment so you keep quiet and listen to what he says. You keep your hands on the wall feeling his run up and down your sides before the reach your pants. His hand slides in and you gasp at his cold fingers as they reach your core, he rubs you over your panties making soft moans come put of you. "Wet aren't you? Is this waht this whole thing is about? You want me to fuck you don't you?" Bingo, thats exactly what this whole thing is about, him finally breaching his breaking point and taking you.

Your hips buck into his hands, you want more. Levi chuckles, sending another shiver down your body, this is the first time you hear him chuckle and it's making you feel things. "Yeah? Oh you would love to have my cock deep inside of you right now. Too bad you're not getting it." He nibbles on your ear as he says that, his voice horase and rough, he is turned on beyond belief. He starts to rub you again, feeling the way the fabric of your panties is getting wet, you're phehetic, acting all though while all it took is a single touch for him to get you under his control, you melt so easily, he will indulge in that. Finally his fingers slip into your underwear and feels your pussy, his fingers runs down your slit, feeling your slick and walls, you're so wet for him, fuck he really is in trouble.

He kisses your shoulder, his fingers finding your clit, you thighs close against his hand, whimpers escape your mouth. "How cute. You're phehetic, so fucking easy to break." His fingers enters you without warning, it starts of slow, he loves teasing you but as soon as he feels your warm walls clench around his finger, he starts to finger you faster. "Fuck Levi." You say, your hands steady on the wall, he knows what he is doing. As soon as you said that, he adds a second finger keeping the fast pace, your eyes start to water as he curls them hitting that soft spot. He keeps pumping his fingers in and put of you, your actions are getting him more drunk, he loves how your body shakes just from him fingering you. He needs to control himself or else his cock will be buried deep inside of you and he can't afford that.

The more you react, the faster his pace gets, you forget completely where you are. That people can see and hear you but that's the last of your worries right now. You have Levi, the captain of the survey corps, humanity's strongest soldier fingering you on top of a building. This isn't how you wanted your afternoon to go but its far better than you ever imagined. His fingers keep moving inside of you, his other hand runs under your shirt and he grabs your breast, massaging it in his hands. "Are you gonna cum for me out here?" That makes your pussy clench aagsint his fingers again, you're getting close, that pit in your stomach starts to build up but you're not queit there yet. Levi knows how to push you over the edge, his thumb adds pressure on your clit and he keeps fingering you in a fast pace, the moan that leavs you is something you should be ashamed of, oh someone definitely heard you now, not that you care. "That's it. Good girl, cum for me, let me see you fall apart."

You can't keep your hands on the wall anymore, your grabs onto his arm with both of your hands, digging your nails into his shirt as you cum. You roll your hips, riding out of your orgsam against his fingers, he keeps them inside of you even after you cum. You catch your breath, your head falling back on his shoulder, he kisses the side of your face, he removes his hand from your underwear, his fingers are soaked. "Took about two fucking minutes to make you cum. Aren't you embarrassed?" He asks you as you open your eyes, your cheeks flushed, his hand is still on your breast and he squeezes it once more before letting go and setting both of his hands on your hips. He kisses you on the lips again, the kiss is quick and sloppy.

Eventually, Levi pulls away from you, cleaning his fingers with his cloth. You turn back around, leaning against the wall. The sun is starting to set and you don't know what to say. Levi looks your way again, he fixes his gear. "Stay out out trouble or next time I am fucking you on the wall for all to see. Understood?" That makes you laugh, he had a way with words but you wouldn't mind at all. "Oh captain my captain, if that will be the outcome, I will be gladly robbing the bank next." Your words make his eyes roll, you really were a brat. You fic yourself, fix your hair and look at him again. "See you around, Captain." You wink and get off the rooftop. Levi is left there, staring at the distance until he realised something, his wallet was missing. Damn you.

[mangekyuou]

Hi Zuko, how are you? I Just read you write poly, so may I ask a Benn + female reader + Shanks, nsfw please? Thank you

★ GUESS WHO! shanks + beckman ★

── pairing. shanks x f!reader x beckman.

── summary. shanks and beckman have the lovely idea of playing a fun little game of guess who in the bedroom. this time, with a blindfold.

── cw(s). nsfw. pwp. afab!reader. she/her pronouns used. sub!reader. oral. ( f receiving ) blindfold. overstimulation. piv. unprotected sex. mating press. manhandling. ( kinda sorta ) shanks calls the reader “gorgeous”, “pretty girl”, “beautiful”. beckman calls the reader “darlin”. not proofread. MINORS DNI.

── wc. 1.6k.

── notepad. i’ve been trying to write this for SO long it’s almost ridiculous. it went through so many changes until i FINALLY got the inspiration randomly in the middle of the night on a thursday🗿🗿im so sorry this took SO LONG. also further spreading my southerner beckman propaganda muahahaha

“all i’m saying is, i find it a bit unfair that i’m the only one that can’t see,” you muttered, as your fingertips tugged at the satin black blindfold covering your eyes. large, rugged hands gently wrapped themselves around your wrists, guiding your curious hands up to the pair of soft familiar lips of the greying gunslinger who was behind you.

though you could not see him, you focused on how gently and loving, beckman kissed your hands. just that quick almost forgetting there was another person here with you. another hand found your bare thighs, making you jolt and close your legs in surprise, goosebumps covered your skin.

your redheaded captain’s voice reached your ears, “because if you could see the game would be ruined.”

“what game? what did you talk beckman into?” you questioned, earning a light chuckle from the gunslinger behind you. he let your hands fall to your sides, kissing from your shoulder up to the base of your neck, as his hands moved to fiddle with the loose tie of your silk robe.

“i’ll have you know, for once this was his idea,” shanks clarified, prying your thighs part, catching a glimpse of your panties hidden underneath your robe. “we wanted to play a little game of guess who. we’ll ask you who’s pleasing you, and you will just have to guess. if you answer correctly, you get a reward. if you answer incorrectly…well…” he trailed off, as both he and beckman stopped touching you all together. you couldn’t hold the desperate whine that fell from your lips, your body fidgeting in between beckman’s thighs, where you sat on the edge of the king-sized bed you all shared, needed to feel them touch you again.

you didn’t even have to see them to know that both of your boyfriends were smirking down at you.

“because we love ya, we’ll start very easy.” beckman began, wrapping his strong arms back around your body and finally undoing your robe tie, opening to reveal your burning body underneath a matching set that left little to the imagination. his breath was hot against the shell of your ear, “is that okay with you, darlin?”

you eagerly nod your head at his words. you could hear your boyfriends lightly tsk, making you pout. you knew better than that.

shanks moved closer, taking your chin into his hand, guiding your pretty little head to where he was, “use your words, gorgeous.”

“yes, i want this. i want both of you,” you breathed out.

“much better, pretty girl,” he smiled, leaning crash his lips into yours in a sloppy kiss that he‘s been waiting to give you since he saw you walk out of the bathroom in this damn little robe that didn’t even cover your ass. just as fast as the kiss came, it was gone, as he pulled away from your lips with a laugh. it felt like a damn punishment, “now pretty girl, who was that?”

“you, shanks.”

“easy guess,” he teased. using the space between your legs, he carefully got onto his knees on the floor in front of him. if you could only see him.

beckman moved his rough hands up your hot skin, bringing his hand up your face, turning your face to him for a kiss. his kiss couldn’t be any more different than shanks. not hungry and rough, but passionate and soft. they must have mistaken you for dumb if they didn’t know you already could tell who is who by their kiss and the taste of their lips. it wasn’t hard to tell the difference between cheap beer and cigarette smoke and that sweet bourbon you got him for his birthday.

beckman spoiled you a little, giving you a longer kiss before eventually pulling away. he was always sweet on you. “and who was that?” he said, his lips practically ghosting on top of yours.

“you, beckman.”

“atta girl.”

“this is easy. i got this.”

this was easy, far too easy. you could do this with your eyes closed, well, blindfolded. you had known the both of them like the back of your hand. so just how bad could it get?

how bad could it possibly be, with your matching set discarded somewhere on the floor and your naked body sprawled on the bed and your shaking legs struggling to stay wide open, threatening to close around just whoever’s head was finger fucking and eating out your pussy like a starved man with no shame, making a mess of you. all while the other, alternated between sucking and kneading your tits and swallowing your moans into their mouth.

you couldn’t tell who was who, too dazed and fucked out from your previous orgasms for a name to spill from your swollen lips, as you take what is given to you.

he flicks his tongue over your puffy clit, before sucking roughly on your bundle of nerves, pumping his thick digits in and out of your pussy at an unforgiving pace. that band in the pit of your stomach was stretching thin, threatening to burst, for the second time tonight, maybe it was the third, you weren’t sure.

if ‘no touching’ weren’t one of the rules of the game, your fingers would be pulling at the hair of the bastard who was making you feel so fucking good. instead, you grip the sheets, as you reach your orgasm, thrashing against the hold of the other fucker who was holding you down.

“who just made you cum, sweetheart?”

coming down from your high, you had nearly forgotten about the game. you aren’t even sure whose voice you were listening to. you try to think real hard “…s-shanks?” your shaky voice whispered.

that ill-fated tsk coming from beside you, “wrong again. what happened to that confidence from earlier? i thought you had this,” shanks teased. he helped sit you up, leaning your back against his bare chest, as he used the headboard to support himself. he rested his chin on the top of your head. “poor beck, working so hard to pleasure you and you still guessed wrong. i think you should make it up to him, don’t you think so too?”

“yes! i want to! please…let me make it up to him.”

“look at that, where did this eagerness come from?” it was beckman’s turn to tease you. this was a side of him you had yet to see, a side you were enjoying.

as you try to catch your breath, you don’t even hear the whisper exchange between your boyfriends. you can only make out shanks giggling under his breath and beckman removing himself from your legs and the bed altogether. the redhead massaged gentle circles in the small of your back.

oh, how you yearned to see them, even for just a second. finally, you heard beckman rid himself of his pants, freeing his cock from its restraint and you felt the bed dip again.

beckman’s rough hands grip your hips, pulling you almost out of shanks’s lap, leaving your head resting on his thigh. he laid you on your back. before you could even spread your legs, he forces them up, pressing your knees up to your chest further than you even knew they could go before stuffing your sopping, greedy cunt full with his cock inch by inch. as he bottoms out, he lets out a low groan of “fuck”.

“oh baby, he just slid right in, fuck,” shanks breathed out, letting his fingers graze the side of your face as he hovered over you, admiring your fucked out expressions and pretty mewls as if they were the most beautiful melody he had ever heard.

beckman began to move, his slow thrusts gradually picked up speed, as he found a rough pace, drilling you into the mattress. shanks was hard as a rock watching as he pitched in a strong hand to help keep one of your quivering legs up to your chest. the way your pussy swallows beckman’s cock over and over again, leaving a thick creamy white ring at the base. the head of his cock hitting your sweet spot with every thrust, each one greater than the last one, leaving you babbling incoherently. it's

“that’s it, beautiful. you’re taking him so well,” shanks praised, making your pussy flutter around beckman’s cock. the gunslinger let out a low grunt, before grinning, “oh, she loved that.”

to hell with not touching. one of your arms was wrapped around beckman’s neck, as was intertwined with shanks’ hand as you reached your high, giving them your third orgasm of the night. or was it the fourth? “that’s it, let go, gorgeous.”

beckman followed behind you, filling your pussy to the brim with his cum. he slowly slid out of you, gently bringing your legs back down to the mattress, not before making sure to plant sweet kisses on your bruised thighs and ankles from where he held a bit too tight.

still lost in your pleasure, you hadn’t even processed that they had traded places, beckman was once again behind you while shanks had settled himself in between your legs. beckman removed your blindfold, allowing you to finally see.

shanks surprises you with the first stride up your folds, causing you to shutter in overstimulation. “too much,” you stutter, hazily watching as the redhead cleaned you up with his tongue, humming in delight against your leaking cunt. for only a moment you swear you could feel him smirk against you.

“how honey, we’re just getting started. besides you still have to make up for all of your wrong guesses.”

© MANGEKYUOU — do not copy, repost, or translate my works.

[konigsblog]

RUINED — in which your lieutenant teaches you a valuable lesson.

simon ghost riley x afab!reader

warnings: feminine terms, female anatomy, degrading and humilating, corruption, mean dom!ghost, choking and slapping.

synopsis/summary: you and ghost don't seem to have the best relationship. always groaning when put on a mission together. this time, you took it too far with your backtalk towards you lieutenant, leading to your very harsh, cruel punishment.

a/n: i don't post fics often, but if this does well i'll think about posting them occasionally whilst doing my drabbles and blurbs, of course. reblogs and comments appreciated.

to say you and ghost got along was a lie. you envied eachother, glared at eachother from afar and talked behind eachother's back. your captain knew this. he knew you two didn't get along, deciding to team you up for a duo mission in the hopes you'd get along.

oh, how wrong he was.

not only did you two not get along, ghost had been shot in the shoulder and arm twice, leading to you having to call medic and help him in the meantime. the enemies took their opportunity and fled, knowing they wouldn't get away with a successful mission either. your goal was to eliminate all of hassan's men, which was now turning into a failed mission, and hearing ghost scoff and blame you didn't make it any better

“if you'd done your job correctly, you wouldn't have been shot. be glad i even bothered to help your ass.” you practically growled out, pushing yourself forward and infront of price who held you back. disappointment hung heavy in the air, and the tension was thick between you two. “it's no one's fault. we'll send you out once you're better. rest, simon.”

you rolled your eyes before turning your heel, walking off to your barracks where you would rest grumpily, seething at the thought of him blaming you for causing a failure.

a hand shuffling your body awakened you. you rubbed your eyes and attempted to see through your sleepy haze, seeing simon stand above you, his arm covered in gauze, standing shirtless above you. “simon?” he continued to stare at you. “you need to be taught a fuckin' lesson.” his tone harsh and strict, stern and demanding as he gripped the blanket beside your head.

“wha—?” you were only cut off by his calloused hand placed and wrapped around your neck. you squirmed, scratching and attempting to pull at his wrist, his eyes narrowing in on you as he caged you beneath him. “say you're sorry, doll.” you wouldn't, it wasn't your fault, and you wouldn't take blame for anything caused due to his stupidity. “let go—!”

his hand collided with your cheek. it wasn't too harsh, he could do better, it almost seemed he was saving any anger or energy for something else. you rubbed your cheek and sat up slightly, struggling underneath his bodyweight. “i didn't do anything, why would i say sorry?” simon tilted his head and smirked almost sarcastically, tightening his grip on the blanket. “you should've shot the enemies, obviously. get tha' through your thick skull.”

you bit your lip to supress your anger, he chuckled seeing the effect he had on you and your built up rage for him. “don't be oblivious, simon. you know that wasn't my fault, if anyone's; it's yours.” his thigh managed to work it's way between yours, you squeezed around him when he pushed your head against the bedframe, a loud thud while he kept his hand tightened around your neck. “who's fault, love?”

his accent deepened when he spoke, and you found yourself grinding down against his knee. he was wearing grey shorts, his skin against your barely covered pussy made you wince and shudder, almost whining when he rubbed it continuously against the thin material covering you and giving you some decency. “the military isn't made for anyone like you, not for people who can't admit their fault.” you managed between gasps, before he slapped you harshly, this time making your jaw drop.

simon glared at you with a tone that could make any recruit drop their arms to their sides and nod obediently. you, on the other hand, wanted nothing but to listen to him. but, as he continued to apply more pressure, almost begging to hear you squeal, you found yourself with tears welling in your eyes. “simon, please—”

as he continued to grind his thigh against your cunt, you became wetter. you felt something inside your stomach turn and how hard he was holding you by your neck made you dizzy and hazy. “'m sorry, simon.” you whimpered finally. you'd rather admit fault rather than die by his touch. “mm', not sure if i can accept it, sweetheart. give me something, something in return for that bratty attitude.” a smirk grew on his face as he let go, trailing his hand down to your chest where he squeezed your breast.

you moaned unexpectedly, arousal pooling at your wet sex, his thigh beginning to get soaked as your juices seeped through your panties. in the dark, you could make out his eyes,, the bedsheets moving as he moved your body down to rest your head on the pillow. his forehead pressed against yours, letting go and tilting his head as he kissed you sloppily. his lips attaching to yours and your tongue interwined, grinding against eachother through your desperation.

he made you feel vulnerable. and to him, you seemed so inexperienced in the military. how you freaked out and rushed over to him when he was shot, anyone else would react calmly. but you seemed like you were worried, like you'd never seen this before. “so whiney, yeah?” simon's voice deepened again as he leaned back in, growling between kisses. “mmf', simon...”

he was being unfair, he knew you were getting off at this; how weak and small he made you feel under his grasp, feeling guilty for kissing your superior, and upset for admitting you actually apologised despite how you said you wouldn't. “up. now.” he practically barked out, ordering you onto two wobbly legs.

simon pushed you against the wall, lifting and hiking you up into his arms, two large hands cupping your waist and yours gripping his shoulder tightly for support. he laid hickeys onto your skin, moving his lips up to yours again, messily sucking on your tongue till you were gasping for air. his bulge hardened at the thought of turning you into an obedient slut who finally listened whenever given an order.

“so desperate...” your thighs were soft, feeling as he let you go and down onto your feet again, tugging at your shirt and pulling it up to reveal your titties. “off, all of it.” and being desperate for that release and the knot in your stomach to snap, you did as you were told. shakily removing your pretty, light blue panties and taking your shirt off, hard nipples sensitive whenever he touched them.

his heavy shaft just pulled out from his boxers, before discarding both and pushing you against the white wall again. “you're drippin', love.” simon commented, rubbing his hand against your slit before bringing you back up into that position; legs wrapped around his waist and his hands groping your ass. simon's bare, wet shaft rested against your stomach, angling his hips to push inside, swallowing inch by inch till he bottomed out with a loud slap. “god—fuck! so fuckin' tight, so fuckin' tight, pretty...”

broad hips smacked against your own as he thrusted sloppily into you, fucking deep and hard into your tight hole, groaning when you spammed around him. your sounds stuttered and almost silenced, coming out breathless and whiney as he fucked into you. you could hear the wet, sticky sounds of his girthy cock stuffed into your pussy, your juices and your sweet musk addictive. “takin' it so well, ain't'cha? bet your used to bein' fucked, huh? bet you're a dirty fuckin' whore,”

“or maybe you're a dirty virgin, desperate for a thick cock shoved into your cunt..” he buried his head in the crook of your neck as he ploughed into you. your hand gripped his shoulder tightly, emitting a wince from him as some blood began trickling from the wound. too distracted by his heavy dick laying in your hole, you closed your eyes and moaned out his name.

he became animalistic with his pace, angrily shoving and pounding into you as you held his bicep tightly, gasping and whimpering at each thrust he made. “dirty slut, swallowin' my entire cock like the greedy fuckin' thing you are.” simon growled out, slamming into you repeatedly, hips smacking against your own and his thick tip ruining your insides.

you gasped as tears began forming in your waterline, threatening to spill as his pace got faster and faster. “take it all, all of it.” you cried at his words, salty tears soaking into your skin as he degraded and humilated you. “what would they think? if they saw your tight pussy bein' assaulted by my pace, huh? they'd think you're a whore desperate for cock, wouldn't they?” you mumbled and babbled, his teeth biting into your neck before he made eye contact with you.

“look at me.” you listened to his order, moving upur hips with his pace, grinding down against him and feeling his happytrail grazing against your soft stomach. he made you feel dizzy, and the knot in your of stomach was beginning to get ready to snap as you soaked his shaft in your cum. each vein on his cock was prominent, grazing against your gummy walls as he bullied his way into you — probably bruising your cervix.

you felt him increase his pace further, getting ready to cum deep into your tightening, clutching hole. a whine left through your swollen lips, stolen as be attached his lips onto yours, taking your moans away while fucking deep and hard into you. “simon, simon— simon!” simon's hard cock twitched inside, groaning and grunting as you squeezed around him rapidly, clutching onto him while you shuddered and shook, sobbing out and cumming all around his dick, his thick girth stretching you out before he got ready for his release.

he threw his head back and growled, the sounds of skin slapping loud and heavy before coming to a halt, his cum buried deep in your hole, still thrusting and fucking it deeper inside. “naughty fuckin'...” he panted, breathing heavily in your ear as he slowly slid from your ruined hole, slit raw and clit sensitive. you felt him carry you over to the bed, grabbing a tissue and wiping your pussy clean before sitting down beside you. “go to sleep, love. i'll be here, just relax...”

you barely noticed his arm, crimson blood trailing down it, it just managing to catch your eye as you sat up. “oh god, did i do that?” you hurried over to him and grabbed a tissue from the box, holding it against him before looking for your medical box that you kept for small smergencies during the night. removing the old gauze carefully, hearing his wince as he kept quiet, the new and clean gauze wrapped around after you managed to stop the bleeding.

“i'm sorr—” “'s alright, doll..” simon cut you off, running his hand through his hair and gripping his bicep before squeezing a few times. “c'mere...” he pulled you onto his lap, kissing you softly a few times, pulling away and resting his head on your shoulder.

“'s safe to say that you probably kept the whole base up with your noises. price will be happy we've made up, yeah?” he joked and teased, seeing you fall asleep in his arms. placed gently against your bed, the blankets covering you. he whispered quietly as you slept,

“mission was my fault, love.” little did he know, you weren't fully asleep just yet...

do not repost onto any other website without prior consent. — konigsblog⭒

[meg81589]

So…I wrote this a while ago and I have been too afraid to post it until now. I have written fan fiction before but never smut. Please tell me what you think and any constructive feedback! Also if the formatting is weird I apologize this was written and posted all on my phone. My biggest influences are @lokischambermaid, @lokisgoodgirl, @tricksterlokilaufeyson, and @holdmytesseract

Summary: Sometimes you forget how observant Loki is, and this time he fulfills a desire you thought you hid well

Pairings: Loki x Reader x Steve Rogers

Warnings: Minors DNI, Smut, Polyamory if you squint, Dom!Loki, Dom!Steve, Sub!Reader, Oral (female receiving), DP, Creampie (wrap it before you tap it),

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Loki is observant, very observant. You often forgot just how observant he can be. Like the time you broke your toe while you were on a mission and once the jet landed he came over with an ice pack and carried you back to your flat. How about the time you accidentally wore your “special” lingerie to work and Bucky got a .5 second glimpse when you were sparring. Loki was aware immediately, even with Barnes killer poker face and your bottom was sore for a week.

So how it could have slipped your mind about Loki’s skills you really didn’t know. Maybe a part of you did it on purpose. This time, however, you were stunned into silence as you looked over to the men in front of you.

“Surprised my dear?” Loki asked in a smug voice sending delicious chills down to your heated core. “Loki, I still don’t know what I’m doing here” Steve spoke, looking confused. Both men had just come back from a mission and a shower smelling like a mix of cedar, woodsmoke and pine trees.

As you looked them over, you forgot how good Loki looked in simple green tunic and black pants. After a side glance at Steve you noticed he was wearing a light blue shirt which clung to his muscles, especially with his arms crossed as they were. He also wore a simple pair of grey sweatpants that you wished were just a little bit tighter. Loki’s smirk grew as you could see mischief and heat flood his eyes.

“I will explain, Captain.” Loki spoke as he walked over to your side. “You see our lovely y/n here?” Steve nodded with a roll of his eyes barely disguising his heated look. “Well, I have noticed her ‘checking you out’ as you humans have called it. Although eye fucking might be a better term”. You turned to face Loki, cheeks on fire, surprised (but not really looking back) that he noticed.

He smirked at you and spun you to face Steve with his hands gripping your shoulders. You immediately knew by his grip that you would not be able to look away, forced to ensure the sweet humiliation that Loki (and you) secretly loved. “I have noticed how her eyes linger on your form, how she sweeps her gaze up and down, how her eyes linger on your lips, your chest, your arms and your cock.” “I have sensed her desire for you, her need growing when you around and get desire pooling and dampening her clothing”.

Steve cheeks turned as red as yours start and made a small grunting noise. You looked down quickly and noticed a small tent beginning to form in his pants. You shivered in Loki’s grip and he ground his hardening erection into your rear. Loki then slowly walks you forward towards Steve.

“I have also noticed you, Captain. Your own eyes have caressed her body like you wish your hands could”. You had reached Steve and you could see his eyes looked guilty but he could no longer hid the heat in them. “Loki, y/n I’m sor..”

“Captain, you are mistaken. I’m not hear to call you out. In fact quite the opposite. Y/N and I have a very special relationship and as her Master it is my job to notice her desires even if she never voices them”. Loki’s voice took on a dominating tone with a side of irritation at that last comment. You swallowed loudly and Loki gave you a swift slap on you ass. You gasped and moaned wantonly, looking at Steve sheepishly through your lashes, head lowered.

Steve dropped his arms and looked at you with unbridled hunger now. He quickly turned to Loki. “So what are you getting at then?” he asked, failing to keep his eyes from glancing back to you. “Im glad you asked Captain” Loki answered in his most seductive tone “I have seen her desires and I have glimpsed yours too. I thought tonight we could fulfill all our desires.” Your head spun quickly to look at Loki who smiled with wicked desire. ”Yes my dear, as much as I am possessive over your body, I also like to share”. “I also can admire a fine male specimen as the captain and I admit, I have been dying for a look at…how did Tony call it…Americas Ass?” You felt you blood light on fire and new desires awaken with through to about Loki and Steve. You were drenched and about ready to beg, however it seemed the Captain needed a bit more convincing.

Steve blushed harder, then and opened his mouth to protest. Loki had anticipated this and quickly cut the Captain off using the famous silver tongue. You knew what that voice did to you, Steve was fucked, maybe literally.

“Come on Captain. This is the 21st century right? I know you have had other sexual experiences before. This is but another step into relinquishing control to pleasure. Don’t you deserve some pleasure Captain?”

Steve looked torn between righteousness and lust. You finally found your voice as neediness rushed into you. You turned to Steve and put your hands on his chest caressing his pecs. You let out an involuntary groan of appreciation. You looked up at him through your lashes again, “Steve, please, I want you, we want you.” You words seems to break the Captain and he put his hands on your hips and his eyes darkened as the red from his cheeks faded.

Loki chuckled darkly into your ear and pushed you into Steves arms. You looked up and suddenly Steve’s mouth was on your own. Tentatively at first but, a soft moan escaped your throat and Steve’s kiss became fiercer, prying your mouth open with his tongue. You got lost in kissing him. He was demanding and controlling, something you didn’t expect from sweet Steve Rogers.

You felt Loki slide up behind you as you both broke away. “She’s very compliant you know.” You moaned lightly when Steve began kissing down your neck as Loki nipped the other side in tandem. You felt like you were in heaven stuck between two gorgeous and powerful men both leaving their marks.

Eventually Steve and Loki pulled back, you whined at the loss. “Ah ah pet, patience. You know the rules about whining. Now explain to the Captain our special relationship and what you desire” Loki punctuated his words with a sharp thrust of his hard, covered cock into your ass pushing you into Steve who groaned at the contact. Both men were very aroused and you felt yourself nearly soak through your pants.

“Steve…” you squeaked out. Clearing your throat you tried again “Steve, Loki is my Master in the bedroom and I follow his rules. I only call him Master and do as he tells me…” Steve cut you off. “I know what a dominant and submissive relationship is y/n”. He spoke deeply. “Yes you do, don’t you Captain. Precisely why I asked you here. I think together we can bring our little submissive to great heights of pleasure, along with ourselves of course. So what do you say hmm?” Loki spoke hungrily.

You looked at Loki and smiled then turned your head to Steve. He looked conflicted again so you lightly grasped his cock through his pants both of you moaning at the contact. Something in Steve finally said seemed to snap as he roughly grabbed your hand “Princess, you don’t get to touch unless I give you permission” he growled.

Loki laughed quietly and your breathing became harsher. Loki backed away from you as Steve grabbed your ass roughly though your jeans. “Princess, I think your wearing far to many cloths. Take. Them. Off.” Steve demanded and you nearly came on the spot.

Both Loki and Steve were watching you with demanding eyes as you slowly peeled off your layers getting more and more aroused as you watched the two men’s eyes full with lust, their pants straining to contain their arousal.

Once you finished, Loki stripped off his shirt and demanded you help the Captain with his. You peeled off his shirt slowly, admiring the taught flesh beneath. Once over his head you whined, needing your men to pick up the pace. “Please Stev.…” “it’s Captain” he interrupted, harshly. You felt a pulse between your legs and your core clenched hard, causing you to moan.

“Please Captain, can I touch you?” You asked. Steve nodded and you dove in touching and kissing all over his chest. You started at his pecks where you traced them first with your fingers then with your mouth. You moved lower to his abs. You had dreamt about touching those abs for a long time. Feeling bold you decided to nip along his flesh. He groaned loudly and wrapped his hand in your hair. You moved back up to play with his nipples. You sucked on one while pinching and rubbing the other, switching frequently. You gave them both a soft kiss before moving on.

Steve moaned and pulled you back by your hair. He spun you around to face Loki who was watching while rubbing his clothed cock. “Do the same thing to him” Steve whispered in your ear while walking both of you the few steps to Loki. Steve let your head fall to Loki’s chest but grabbed and locked your arms behind your back. You were trapped with nothing to do but what he demanded. You were in bliss. You lowered your head and licked and sucked on Loki’s chest from neck to abs.

Where Steve was all hard muscle Loki was lean. Both you enjoyed immensely especially as Steve was marking up your neck while Loki moaned at your mouth on his nipples.

Suddenly their pants were gone and your arms were released only to braced yourself on Loki as Steve dropped to his knees and quickly pulled your legs apart. The Captain dove in between your thighs, you barley had time to register what was happening before Steve’s tongue was licking a stripe up your most sensitive parts.

You yelped so loudly you worried the whole tower would hear you. Loki began teasing your sensitive breasts when you felt his other fingers playing with your ass, moving closer to your hidden hole.

Suddenly you knew how the night was going to end and that Loki had figured out your most secret desire. As you felt Loki playing with your asshole, you were distracted by Steve’s mouth. He was licking up and down your cunt and every few swipes would roughly suck on your clit making your legs weak. When he suddenly pushed two fingers inside you, you legs gave out and Loki caught you.

“I think we need to move to the bed Captain. I’m afraid her weak mortal legs won’t hold up under the pressure”. Steve nodded and you were tossed on the bed like some cavewoman. You felt your juices leaking down your thighs as Steve and Loki loved on each side of you. You were maneuvered onto your side facing the Captain.

Steve reinserted his fingers quickly adding another. That had you moaning and gasping like a bitch in heat. You felt Loki’s finger inch toward your cunt and joined Steve’s fingers inside you.

All three of you moaned then and you nearly came from the stretch. Loki swirled his fingers, gathering your slick as Steve pumped his slowly in and out, making sure to curve his fingers. Steve’s mouth reclaimed moth and kissed you like a starving man as Loki’s finger retreated to your ass. You felt him swirl his long digit and slowly began to spear you with it. It felt strange at first but as he continued you felt your asshole tingle pleasantly.

Loki began slowly fucking you with his finger, syncing up with Captain. “Uhhh…Captain…please..” you weren’t even sure what you were begging for but you needed more. Steve stuck another finger in you right as Loki did and you came without warning. The mental image of 6 fingers pleasuring you threw you over the edge, screaming.

Loki chuckled while Steve moaned at the tightness on his fingers. “Well well pet. Seems like you are very receptive tonight” Loki chuckled darkly, “Princess, you need to ask permission to come. Next time you do that, we’re gonna punish you.” Steve replied. While that sounded good to you, right now all you wanted was to be filled like never before.

You panted “please, I need…I need you both in me right now”. You felt a brief cold wind as Loki rolled away and grabbed lubrication. You noticed how swollen his cock was and you shivered in anticipation. You moaned again as Steve pulled you up from the bed, you wrapped your legs around his waist.

You noticed Loki from the corner of your eye, stroking his cock lightly. Steve lifted you lightly as he started to stuff you full of his monster cock. You gasped as he began filling and stretching. You were used to Loki, who was by no means small but Steve was thicker than you thought possible. When he bottomed out in you, you noticed mouth was open in a silent moan, breaths coming out in short pants.

Steve held you there allowing you to adjust but once you had he didn’t move. You tired to shift your hips but he held you still. You started to grunt and rock to urge him on when you felt Loki’s cock at your other entrance. You stiffened slightly, excited but nervous. Steve felt you clench and drew your attention away by laving your nipples, sucking them first into his hot mouth then pulling them slightly.

Once Steve felt you relax he nodded to Loki. You felt Loki begin to slide his length into your ass. “Relax” he whispered and you complied, choosing to focus on The Captain for the moment. You were nervous because Loki was also, well endowed, and you weren’t sure if your body could handle it but you were more than happy to find out. Knowing that learning could, and would, be a pleasurable experience.

He slid in slowly and the suddenly the feeling of being totally full overwhelmed you. You were babbling and gasping nonstop as Loki filled you slowly. Once he had also bottomed out, the three of you stood for a minute panting in unison like you had just run a marathon.

Suddenly, Loki grabbed Steve by the back of his head and slammed his mouth on his own. You watched as the men made out violently and your inside clenched. They both pulled away groaning at the feeing. “Seems like our Princess liked that Loki” “I would agree with you Captain, I think she has had enough time don’t you think?”

Steve nodded and with silent agreement taking a second to kiss Loki once more before both men started pulled out slowly. The delicious friction of both cocks inside you was making you see stars. You screamed, like horror-movie porn-star screamed when they both slammed back into you at once. As they continued to fuck you, a pattered emerged.

Steve would thrust into you as Loki pulled out and visa versa. You were being constantly bounced back and forth on two huge, throbbing cocks. The volume in the room increased as both men sped up.

You were the loudest, yelling their names “CAPTAIN! Ugh MASTER!”. The sounds of flesh slapping and voiced pleasure continued steadily until you felt the tightening in your navel ready to explode. “Master…Cap…I’m gonna cum” you remember right before you feel off the edge.

You suddenly screamed out your orgasm as Steve flicked you clit and Loki pinched your nipples hard. Both men groaned loudly as you clenched tightly, like a hot, velvety vice on their cocks. You felt something warm gushing inside both your holes as the men fucking you filled you with their seed. You felt yourself scream again but no sound came as had screamed yourself hoarse.

For a moment, time seemed to stop as the three of you worked through your orgasms. Eventually, you felt a shift as the men got you and themselves down on the bed both cocks still nestled deeply inside you laying you gently on your side. Loki knew you like to keep his cock inside you after orgasm as he rarely deflated after cuming. You were surprised Steve didn’t pull out as well but less surprised that he also didn’t deflate.

As you three lay panting and your aftershocks continued to pulse through you you felt Steve move you head to his as he kissed you sweetly. Loki was kissing your neck and shoulders lovingly. As everyones breathing returned to normal you grinned widely. “I can see that my pet is pleased, are you glad I can see into your desires?” You nodded emphatically and Steve chuckled lowly. “I guess I can say the same then” Steve replied.

“Well I am very observant” Loki smiled. Suddenly you felt him shift “Now my pet, you must show the Captain your other rules as I believe this may become a regular thing.” You clenched hard at the thought of having both Loki, the God of Mischief and Steve, Captain America, pleasuring you regularly. You knew the night was far from over.

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The Heartless Witch and the Captain of the Black Bulls

Summary: With the paperwork finalized, Yami decides on his first recruit. Yami goes to tell Josele and makes a promise to take care of those close to him. Genre: general, slight angst? Word count: ~1500

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“Mm-hm… The Black Bulls, as you said earlier. Oh and the final version of your emblem turned out marvelously!” Julius remarked as he looked over Yami’s formal submission to start his own squad. “You vice captain is… Nacht Faust?” His eyes shot up to meet Yami’s. “That’s quite a choice considering that he’s not established in the ranks at all. And there’s the matter of the house’s current standing.”

“Eh, you know me,” Yami said with a shrug. “Can’t really say I care about what other people think.”

“Right, right,” Julius chuckled. He finished reviewing the paper and looked at Yami again. “Everything’s in order. What comes next is establishing a base and finding squad members. The entrance exam isn’t for a while but you can still recruit outside of that setting.”

“That’s good,” Yami answered, “because I already have a recruit in mind.” He spoke firmly. With resolve. “Julius, I want to make Josele a Black Bull.”

At that, Julius’s eyes went wide and his mouth fell open.

“Yami, I know that you’re good friends with her but…” Julius rested his hands flat on the desk. “Can you handle the responsibility of having her in your squad? Her dealing with Forbidden Magic has only been overlooked so far by the Magic Parliament because I’ve vouched for her.”

“Don’t sweat it. I’ll just tell ‘em to stick their rulebook up their ass,” Yami replied. His smug grin melted away to a serious frown. “Julius, Jo isn’t going to get better by staying here.” He felt a sting behind his eyes but blinked it away as much as he could. “I gotta help her as much as I can. So please…”

Julius’s stern eyes softened. He rose from his seat, rounded the desk, and walked to stand in front of Yami. After placing his hands on the newly appointed captain’s shoulders, he said, “You two best take care of each other, got it?”

Yami nodded. Doing otherwise would have defeated the purpose of Yami’s plan.

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The ruins of House Faust.

It felt like some sick joke knowing Josele started living in the abandoned manor with Nacht after Thomas had died. Then again, she wasn’t wanted anywhere else. Her soulless expression and lifeless aura scared not only the neighbors near her childhood home but also the members of the Grey Deer. Really, House Faust was the only place where she could go. She came back to it, even after the tragedy.

Yami shook his head free of his depressing thoughts and knocked on the front door. He waited a minute with no answer. He knocked again. And after another minute, the door opened.

“Oh, so it’s you, Dark Mage,” Josele greeted with an empty voice. “What are you doing here?”

“Needed to talk to you,” Yami answered. “Care to let me in?”

Josele stepped aside and Yami walked in.

The foyer was bathed in a dim atmosphere. Less to do with the lighting and more to do with the state of disrepair the place was left in. Despite Josele and Nacht inhabiting the space, it wasn’t a home. There was no comfort. There was no warmth.

“What did you need to talk about?” Josele asked, also without warmth.

“Not even gonna offer me a drink? Poor host behavior,” Yami muttered, trying to shrug off her coldness. The old you woulda said “How about I get you something to drink before we chat?”

“Did you want a drink?” Josele’s expression didn’t shift in the slightest.

“Nah. I won’t overstay my welcome.” Yami fished through his pocket for his cigarettes and lighter. “You mind if I smoke?”

“I do mind.”

Yami almost didn’t catch it but Josele’s monotonous voice softened when she said that. Even now, she could care. Just barely.

“Right then…” Yami removed his hand from his pocket and adjusted his stance. “Anyways. Came here to let you know that I got my squad approved.”

“That must be an honor.”

C’mon, Jo. Not even a “congratulations”? “Yup. You said it. And now that I’ve got a squad, I need squad members.” Yami reached into the bag he brought with him and pulled out two black robes. “Nacht is gonna be my vice captain. And you, well, you get to be a regular Knight on the squad.”

“I…” Josele stared at the robes then up at Yami. “Don’t understand.”

“What don’t you get? Nacht’s gonna be my second-in-command. And you’re gonna be a cool senior squad member,” Yami said before extending his arm further towards Josele. “Go on. They’re for you and Nacht.”

“I don’t understand why you’d want me,” Josele stated, her gaze lowering. “I’ve stopped being dead weight but there’s still other Magic Knights with more accomplishments than me. I mainly use my weapons because the magic I do use can’t be wielded freely. And people say I’m difficult to work with. Logically speaking, I’d be a detriment to your squad instead of an asset.”

Josele didn’t look defeated or sorry for herself. She stopped looking like anything affected her years ago. But even when she spoke of “logic,” her words betrayed feelings that should’ve been choked by her curse. Deep down inside, Josele was still unsure and scared. She still looked down on herself as the woman who failed to save someone immeasurably precious to her.

Because of that, Yami made his choice.

Yami threw one of the two robes over Josele’s head. The fabric fluttered down and rested on her left shoulder. The same way she wore her Grey Deer robe.

Josele blinked. Again, her expression didn’t change. Yami could still tell that she had to take a second to register what he’d done though.

“Don’t sweat the details, Jo,” Yami chuckled as he watched Josele grasp at the fabric. “I don’t care about accomplishments. What matters is that you kick plenty of ass and I like having you around. Oh, and you agree to go out drinking with me whenever I ask. Haha…”

“I still don’t get it,” Josele whispered. However, she clutched the black robe she’d been gifted. “But if you insist then I see no point in arguing.”

“Good to hear. You’re officially a Black Bull now,” Yami said with a grin, one that was hard to pull off, and a nod. He passed the cloak meant for Nacht to Josele. “Make sure that shady bastard gets this. Wrestle it onto him if you have to. He’s my vice captain whether he likes it or not.”

“Okay.”

With the conversation basically over, Yami moved to leave.

But he stopped at the door. He glanced over his shoulder. Josele had begun walking away, deeper into the manor. Deeper into a gloomy shell of a house, like herself.

Without thinking, Yami ran up behind Josele and tugged her into a hug. For a moment, he felt the firmness of her muscles as she tensed in surprise. She relaxed after a few seconds, having registered that there was no threat, only Yami hugging her with one arm. She didn’t return the embrace, merely stood still.

A shaking exhale was heard.

Yami wasn’t sure if it came from him or Josele. Not that it mattered.

He felt the urge to hug Josele tighter but Yami couldn’t bring himself to. Josele already felt so fragile. He feared even a brief squeeze might shatter her.

So he just held her.

“Oniichan…” A quiet voice whispered as a small figure clung to Yami’s shirt. “Itsumo-itsumo… Soba ni ite, mamotte… Onegai…”

Gomen… Yami bit his cheek. Kimi o mamorenakatta, ore wa… Kedo. Konkai, daijina hito o mamorou. “Don’t worry, Jo,” Yami whispered as he continued to hold her. “This squad will be a place where you can belong. Things will get better. I swear.”

Yami let Josele go.

When Josele looked up at him, her eyes were damp.

“I will do my best for your squad, Dark Mage. And good luck with recruiting others,” Josele still had a hollow voice. The wish of good luck, though, had a softness that felt like the person Josele used to be.

“Heh, a guy like me doesn’t need luck,” Yami bluffed and gave a smirk. “I’ve got good judgment instead.” He clapped Josele on the shoulder.

Then, he walked out the front door as he’d intended to a moment ago.

Yami walked through the forest surrounding the mansion alone, head down and thoughts stewing.

The squad that Yami was going to pull together would be for people like himself. People like Nacht. And like Josele.

One day, Yami would find people who could accept Josele for who she truly was. Who would feel her caring warmth through the ice she’d sealed her heart in. Who would see through the mask she’d put on. There had to be people out there who could make her smile again. Maybe not the same grin that Morgen brought to her face. But any smile would be better than that passionless gaze Josele had since she cursed herself.

It wasn’t only Josele’s happiness that Yami hoped to see restored. But everything. Her anger at injustice. Her playfulness with friends. Gratitude for her weapons being repaired. Annoyance at strange noble customs. Sorrow for lost loved ones.

Loved ones whose names and faces she couldn’t recall anymore.

All the emotions that were part of Josele… They would come back to her.

Yami had to believe.

[she-karev]

The Doppelganger (Maya x Carina Funny/Sweet Imagine)

Previous Part Here

Age Rating: 12+

Chapters: Two of Four

Fandom: Grey’s Anatomy/Station 19

Fancast: AJ Cook as Mia Knight, Matthew Gray Gubler as Spencer Knight

Ship: Maya Bishop and Carina DeLuca

AN: I hope you guys enjoyed the last chapter because this one is gonna be funnier and sweeter. Sign up to save Station 19 guys, it’s too good of a show to end so soon with so many plot holes. If not ABC then let another platform take it and run it. https://www.savestation19.com/

Summary: Maya comes to the hospital at Andrew and Amber’s request so they can prove her, and their patient Mia Knight look the same. Andy and Vic are with her and are amused at the coincidence.

Words: 2357

June 6, 2024

Amber starts prepping Mia for the C-Section and talks to her so she can ease her worries as they get closer to the surgery. Her husband is by her side holding her hand and whispering sweet words to her.

“So how did you two meet? I met my husband outside this hospital. I was here for an interview, and I decided to get coffee at the kiosk before. He was in front of me in line.” Amber chuckles at the memory, “He turned too fast and spilled his coffee on me.”

Mia grins slightly, “So not a meet cute then.”

“It got worse when he turned too fast again and hit me on the nose with his elbow.” Mia chuckles and so does Amber, “It’s one of those we’ll look back and laugh at this in the future moments.”

First Meeting Here

Mia smiles, “So how come you gave him another chance after the multiple assaults?”

“We met at a bar that night. He bought me a meal to apologize, we talked, and I realized he was nice and hot. 7 years later we’re married with a baby so happy ending. What about you guys?”

Spencer grins as he starts, “We met in college. I was in the physics department of UCLA; I was doing a dissertation on the physics and velocity of runners and did my experiments at the field where the track teams meet.”

“I was studying political science on an athletic scholarship I ran track.”

“Really?” Amber looks astounded by another trait she and Maya share, “Carina’s wife ran track too, she was even in the Olympics. Did you get that far?”

“No, I injured out 3rd year by then I met this brainy physics guy filming me in a way that would be creepy if he wasn’t a rare geek and adorable mix. I was sitting on the benches getting a drink of water and I asked him, ‘I hope you got good footage for tonight.’”

“And then I rambled on like an idiot and explained how velocity can be seen through the footage I took.” Spencer explains, “It was less of a meet cute and more of a college lecture.”

“And not a very long one since about five minutes in I said, ‘hey Spence maybe you can take me out for a coffee after this meet if it gets me out of this long ass conversation about the science of my sport.’ I was looking to make him stop and I could burn 2400 calories back then.”

Spencer smiles at her, “And you know what sold me in that moment? It was her being the only person in the entire world who calls me Spence.”

Amber chuckles as she takes Mia’s blood draw, “It’s the opposite for me I had this one girlfriend who called me Am it was so gross.”

Mia looks at her amused, “Did you dump her?”

“Like yesterday’s lunch.” Mia and Spencer laugh at that joke while Amber keeps monitoring her and the baby.

Meanwhile

Andrew walks down the hall with his sister-in-law Maya Bishop, her captain Andy Herrera and their friend Vic Hughes who all came by at his insistence on their day off. Andy yawns clearly, still tired while Hughes is peeved.

“DeLuke’s, do you want to tell me why you pulled me away from packing for Washington? My flight is in four days, and I am diligent when it comes to packing and air travel. And anybody who gets in the way of that better have a good reason or things will be ugly.”

Andrew grins, “Trust me Hughes this will be worth it, and I can’t tell you because it’s something I have to show you and more importantly Maya and most importantly my sister so she can be wrong, and I can be right for once.”

Maya raises an eyebrow, “You know I love you like a brother but any arguments you have with Carina I am always gonna side with her. Especially now when she is carrying our baby.”

Andy exhales, “Imagine a pissed off pregnant Italian woman? I’m afraid to see what that looks like in real life.”

“I’ve had enough pregnant women in my family to tell you it is the stuff of nightmares.” He stops them outside Mia’s room where the window is covered by the blinds, “Okay here we are ladies I just need to text my wife so she can open the blinds and you can be amazed.”

“Amazed by what?” Vic asks impatiently.

Andrew texts Amber and a few moments later he sees Amber opening the blinds allowing them to see Mia in full view in her bed. It takes a few seconds before Andy and Vic can see the startling similarity in the patient who is holding her husband’s hand while talking to Amber. Maya looks at Mia and raises an eyebrow but looks calm even when she acknowledges there’s a similarity.

“What the hell?” Andy asks DeLuca who is grinning at her reaction, “Who is she?”

“Andy Herrera, Maya Bishop, Vic Hughes meet Mia Knight, in for a scheduled C-Section with my sister and the man by her side is her husband, Spencer.” Andrew faces Maya with a smug grin while she looks nonchalant, “If you could tell Carina what everybody here can see clear as day, I would really appreciate it.”

Maya grins and shakes her head, “I’ll admit there is a small resemblance but looking close she doesn’t really look that much like me.”

“The hell she doesn’t.” Vic retorts, “She could be your twin.”

“Ooo maybe they are.” Andy chips in, “Separated at birth, your dad would do something that messed up.”

“That’s what I said.” Andrew points out with an amused smile, “But no she’s 10 years older and she was born in California.”

Vic smiles at this coincidence, “This is just what I needed before I left. I need to see this up close.” Vic walks to the door ignoring Andrew who tries to tell her to stop but she is quicker than him. She enters the room that a startled Mia and Spencer are occupying with Amber looking up in shock over being interrupted mid-sentence. Maya, Andy and Andrew enter the room embarrassed while Vic looks back and forth to the identical women with a chuckle, “Wow this is the coolest and weirdest thing I’ve even seen in my life.”

Maya tsks and steps forward feeling responsible for this unfortunate barging in. Spencer looks at Maya in shock and looks back at Mia who looks startled but calm just like Maya. Amber looks back and forth between the blonde women feeling like all the weird cases fall on her lap.

“It’s even more uncanny in real life.” Amber says before checking Mia’s vitals.

Mia chuckles and smiles finally understanding, “I guess this is why my doctors have been acting weird around me all day. I take it you know this woman who shares some similarities to me.”

“Some?” Spencer asks in shock, “Honey she could be your twin. Are you?”

Maya shakes her head with a grin, “No contrary to public opinion my ass of a father isn’t screwed up enough to give away my twin sister, it was just a coincidence that’s all. Hi, I’m Maya Bishop, I’m your OB’s wife.”

Mia grins at the greeting, “Mia Knight I’m your wife’s patient.”

Vic gasps as she realizes something, “Oh my god, your last name is Bishop and her’s is Knight, you guys are the Bishop and Knight checkmate! What do you do for a living? Do you fight fires? Please say you fight fires.”

Amber sighs and turns to Mia, “I am very sorry Mia I just wanted verification me and my husband weren’t insane. I did not count on firefighters storming in but with this team I should have accounted for it. Hughes maybe don’t interrogate her before she goes in to have her baby?”

Mia isn’t offended instead she chuckles, “No it’s okay this definitely more different than my last birthing experience. It’s weird but a good weird.” She turns to Vic, “I work at a law firm, I’m a lobbyist. My day-to-day job consists of explaining to legislators on policies and laws that need to be changed in a specific geographic location.”

Spencer nods, “Over 20 years and I still can’t understand her job, it’s not a science at all.”

Andy nods intrigued, “So your job is basically jumping through hoops to impress old white guys stuck in their old ways and try to get them to move with the 21st century?”

“Pretty much.”

“Interesting.” Andy smiles at Maya who raises an eyebrow, “Maya does the same thing only instead of changing laws she runs into fires. Are you a runner Mia?”

“Ran track in high school and college just like your friend.” Vic and Andy look at each other with wide eyes, “I didn’t get as far as the Olympics though so not much of a similarity just coincidence.”

Vic scoffs, “This isn’t a coincidence this is the Parent Trap!”

“We’re not twins Hughes.” Maya reiterates with a grin.

Amber nods, “Yeah, I looked into it and there are case studies that show you have at least one person in this world you share all eight facial features with. This happens to be Maya’s one person.” Mia and Maya look at each other inquisitively as if trying to see the twin-like features but they both shake their heads.

“I don’t see it.”

“Me neither.” Mia agrees with Maya.

Andy smirks, “Stubborn as a bull.”

Spencer chuckles, “Yeah I guess you recognize that from your clone too.”

Andy nods, “Yep that’s another trait I’m jotting down, DeLuca are you keeping score?”

“I’m busy with my patient speaking of which.” Andrew addresses Amber, “Dr. DeLuca how are her vitals so far?”

“Good their good, I was just about to explain the procedure before I prep her for surgery.”

“Which is something you should have done by now.” The team turn to a familiar Italian accent and see Carina by the doorway with an impatient look wearing a scrub cap ready to operate, “I came here because I thought you were prepping Mia but instead, we’re having a pizza party.”

Amber nods in shame, “Sorry Dr. DeLuca I was about to go over the steps of the procedure until Hughes barged in.”

“Hey, I am gonna leave so I am absolved of any guilt and shame.” Vic turned to Carina with a smile, “Is it gonna be weird? Is it gonna feel like operating on your wife while she’s pregnant with someone else’s kid?”

Carina rolls her eyes, “It’s not because I know this woman and my wife are the not the same person.” Carina spots Maya and grins at her, “Ciao bambina, whose idea was it to line you up with my patient to see the differences?”

Maya defends herself from her pregnant wife fearing reprimands, “I just got a call from your brother telling me to come down as soon as possible I did not think I was getting a…Vertigo live show.”

“That’s what I said!” Amber says with a smile, but Maya ignores her.

“I agree with you there is hardly a similarity, on some angles me and Amber could look alike but we don’t it’s the same with Mia. We will not be in your way anymore my love we were just leaving.”

“We were?” Andy asks with Maya and Carina responding with a glare causing her to realize their overstepping, “I mean we were, let’s go Hughes, let’s leave Maya’s pregnant clone to have her baby in peace.”

“Wait! I need a picture of you two.” Maya shakes her head amused, “Come on it’s my last week in town you can’t say no to me please, please.” Vic makes pleading hands to Maya and Mia who look at each other amused.

“She’s serious right now?” Mia asks Maya.

“She is when it comes to this stuff, one picture to get her off our backs, is that okay?”

“My back is already in pain from carrying a bowling ball in my stomach so sure let’s do this.”

Vic smiles, “I already like you more than Maya, come on next to each other husband can you move?” Spencer looks taken back but moves so Maya can take his spot with an apologetic look. Maya stands next to Mia who is in bed with a gorging pregnant belly and they both grin at the phone Hughes points at them and snaps a picture with a smile, “Okay now put your hand on her belly.”

Maya steps back knowing they’ve overstayed their welcome, “Okay we’re leaving now Hughes let’s go.” Vic scoffs disappointed but follows Andy out the door with Maya following before turning back to the couple with a smile, “Sorry about that congratulations.”

“Thank you.” Mia replies with a smile and the door closes leaving the couple with their doctors who are grinning in amusement until Carina steps up to Mia with a reassuring smile.

“Are we ready?”

Mia smiles, “Yeah oddly enough that actually made me less stressed thanks.”

“Thank my brother.” Carina turns to Andrew with a grin, “He doesn’t think before he acts, same with the woman he loves.”

Amber chuckles, “Hey it was his idea to bring him down here I was just supposed to open the blinds. Sorry about that I promise there will not be another audience.”

Mia grins, “I’ll give you guys this, you make great entertainment out of thin air for your patients.”

The three of them chuckle and Carina stands next to Mia with a smile, “Are you ready?”

Mia inhales deeply, holds Spencer’s hand while he gives her a reassuring nod and she follows turning back to Carina, “Let’s have a baby.”

Carina nods, “Let’s have a baby, Amber do you want to go over the steps of the procedure before we prep her?” Amber nods and explains the steps to Mia who looks more relaxed than she did when she first came in as well as Spencer who kisses her knuckles.

Next Part Here

[professional-yearner]

The safe house 🤍

Captain Wilco x reader

Pt. 1

⚠️: losing home and community, corrupt politics, odd reactions due to stressful upbringings, rotting things, giant spider talk, concussions, broken limbs, passing out, food insecurity, slow start

AN: aaaa! My first post in a while :D

No yandere content, but I really hope you like this series!

I just love him so much okay 😭

Lmk if there's anything you guys would like to see for this or anything else going forward, tysm! :)

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You huffed, pushing aside the brush that blacked your path gently. It had been approximately two weeks since the empire had come knocking, uprooting if not destroying everything you had ever known and loved.

You had woken up in the middle of cannonfire, half of your house already caved in, and had to flee with whatever was closest. This, luckily, happened to be your only weapon; an ancient knife, a few days rations, and the knitted blanket you kept at the end of your bed.

It wasn't much, but it was better than nothing at all, which is what you had seen many of your people come away with. You had all seemed to flee in different directions in the chaos, scattering until you couldn't find even signs of another survivor along your way.

The goal was getting to your grandfather's safe house, one he had taken you to sparingly as a girl, but enough that you could piece together landmarks along the trail.

Well,

What was left of it.

You adjusted the blanket around your shoulders, only bringing a hand down to run along the rough metal of the old blade, which was fastened to your hip in a makeshift holster you had made out of scraps of leather you had picked out of the rubble and tied together.

Was your reaction to all of this lackluster? Probably, but after spending half your life being stepped on and sapped for resources by some rich guy who was supposed to advocate for you in the first place, this felt like almost a natural progression.

You looked around, senses still on high alert. You weren't too worried about running into imperial soldiers at this point, you had come across a patrol at one point, jumping near out of your skin, but they had only looked at you for a moment before moving on silently. You figured as long as you stayed away from whatever they were trying to get at in the palace, they wouldn't bother you anymore. No, what you feared was the fauna; your home planet was known for predators that could hide in plain sight.

Both in the wild and in politics, you supposed.

Shaking yourself from your thoughts, you turned at an old tree with three large claw marks in it, pushing away some foliage that shaded the clearing. You looked up in awe; it was beautiful, with dense trees creating a canopy that only let small rays of sunlight in.

Well, it would've been beautiful,

If it weren't for the giant Assassin-Spider web with what looked to be a body stuck to its strands to your immediate right.

You screamed, jumping away and nearly falling on your ass as you took in the sight; It was a clone trooper, like the ones in the patrols you has seen, except this one had the fancy grey crest thing attached to his armor, signifying what you guessed was a higher rank.

"Maker." You choked, having to suppress the bile that burned your throat at the sight.

You should hate them, hate the imperial soldiers for what they did to your home and your people, but you didn't, you couldn't. You had seen and heard how the clones had been treated throughout the war, you doubted they had a say in any of this.

So, it was hard not to be a little emotional as you approached his lifeless body once more, trying not to look at his face, which was luckily turned away from you. Reluctantly, you took out your blade, slowly and carefully cut the cords of the web; now intent on retrieving the blasters that were sliding out of his holsters.

It was skeezy, lowdown behavior; looting a body, but this was the only way you saw yourself getting a good weapon anytime soon. Plus, it was clear this web had been abandoned for some time now, judging by the overgrowth and uneaten prey that lay rotting beside the poor soldier, so you at least didn't have to worry about destroying an angry spider's home.

You found yourself glancing at him from time to time while you worked. It didn't even actually look like he had been killed by a bite or acid, more the blaster mark that blackened his chest plate.

Huh.

He fell to the ground with a thump, making you cringe.

In and out, you'd only need the blasters from him, then you could leave him to rest peacefully, as he deserved...

God this blew.

You kneeled next to his still form, reaching out for the gun, but then, something happened. So unexpected, it made you freeze completely.

He groaned.

It took you a moment of staring and holding perfectly still, honestly thinking you mightve just imagined it, but to your horror, he stirred again.

You looked down at him, mumbling simply as your head swam with panic, "You're not dead."

He groaned again, attempting to roll over, but you shot your hands out quickly to stop him, eying his limp arm.

"Hey, hey, hey, let's not- do that. You're going to be okay, just let me,"

You adjusted his head so it wasn't twisted awkwardly, as gingerly as you could in case of injury to his neck.

He squinted as his eyes adjusted to the light of the forest, dazedly staring up at the trees. Your brows knit anxiously and you waved a hand in front of his face, relief washing over you as he blinked.

He turned his head to look at you, mouth dropping open slightly. You brushed a hand over his hair, the poor guy really was dazed.

"Am I dead? Is this heaven?" He almost whimpered, eyes filling with panic as he tried to sit up.

You pushed him back down harder than you meant to, making him look at you again,

"No! No, you're on Serenno, and I promise you're not dead, I think your arm is- ehm- broken, though."

He didn't seem to like that answer much either.

"Serenno... thieves- the report- the general- that BASTARD-" He was the most awake you had seen him so far, though his eyes were still unfocused, speaking of a concussion at least.

He sat up with what seemed to be pure abdominal strength despite your attempts to keep him down, scaring you halfway to the grave when his eyes rolled back into his head from the effort and he flopped back down.

You yelped, cushioning his head's trajectory with your hand as best you could as he passed out once more.

It took you a minute of sitting and staring to adjust to your new situation; You had at least a few miles to go before you reached the safe house, limited rations, armed only with a rusty knife, and you now had a concussed imperial captain with a broken arm on your hands.

You glanced at him again. You supposed you could just leave him here. Someone would probably find him, and you didnt even know how to handle an injured person anyways-

No.

That just wasn't who you were. You couldn't just leave this poor man for whatever might come upon him next. He needed help and, while you didn't really know how, you would however much you could.

You nodded to yourself, standing and reholstering your knife. Yeah, you had an extra cot at the cabin, you were sure of it! You probably also had rations that your grandfather had stashed somewhere (knowing him), along with the old medical supplies and little creek nearby for water, you should be fine! You could really help this guy!

Hopeful now, you pushed him into a sitting position, grabbing a hold on the back of his armor and pulling.

It was only after you had finally gotten him a few inches when your new reality set in;

An unconscious, highly trained soldier made for war and in armor was going to be heavy.

Dank ferrik.

[tiredly101]

Aren't you a jewel?

Fandom: Once Upon a Time

Pairing: Killian Jones x Emma Swan Brother Male!Reader

Timeline: Killian Jones flirting with Emma at beginning until you put him up against a wall and tell him to stop hitting on your twin sister. Male!Reader went with alongside Emma when she was put in the tree as a baby (just imagine the tree takes three persons instead of only two). (After they took Peter Pan out of Henry's body)

Warning: He found what happened in the timeline attractive. Male!Reader is kind of OCC called as Jack throughout the story (you can change the name). Relentless flirting.

His nickname for you: Jewel

It wasn't weird that the great Captain Hook found a woman, Emma Swan, attractive. He mostly found most woman attractive when they have a sort of bite, what he didn't expect was that it could happen if a man that was handsome did the same.

Jack was as normal as the next guy, son of the famous Prince Charming and Snow White; complete opposite in personality since he would not give a fuck about anyone's feeling if it was a life or death situation; he was a little bit impulsive too but still a great guy. When he found out there was a pirate hitting on his twin sister, who literally looks nothing like him, he decided to take action on it unlike his nice-to-the-bone father.

Captain Hook pov

I'm walking down the docks when I see a gorgeous man; he was perfectly build, had beautiful curly black hair with some stunning grey eyes that popped out because of the slight eyeliner he had on. He was wearing a pair of tight jeans and a black long sleeve shirt that still showed of his perfectly sculpted arms. Apart from all of that he was wearing some beautiful black boots.

"Aren't you jewel?", I thought while I looked at him as discreetly that I could. I guess I didn't do such a great job since he started walking my way. He didn't stop when he reached where I was standing so I instinctively started to back up until I finally was against a wall.

When he finally reaches me, I put my hands up out of instinct, well a hook and a hand, in a try of self defense but he simply grabs both and puts them on top of my head preventing movement and one of his legs ended up pressing against my crotch while he leaned over to see my face better. I can now tell that his grey eyes have specks of blue and his face was littered with freckles that just added to his beauty. What I definitely couldn't help but notice that the pressure of his knee on my crotch brought a sense of pleasure that wasn't intended by the beautiful man.

— You're quite handsome which doesn't help on threatening you but stay the hell away from my sister — the man said with a voice that just matched his look. This is bloody intoxicating.

— Mate, you may have to tell me who your sister is, aye? — I said while straining my voice slightly at the feeling of his knee moving a bit.

— Emma Swan and I'm Jack Swan — said Jack while he held eye contact in such a way that made me swallow harshly.

— I won't bother her again mate, you can trust me in that — I said while I clench my jaw harder at the feeling of his leg moving but he seemed to notice and he smirked while he moved his leg harsher making me whimper against my will.

— I believe you — Jack said before letting my hands go and walking away with a slight sway on his hips. I watched as he walked away while my eyes trained at his ass after I looked at front he floor (like in the gift). I smile to myself since I now need to woo the handsome man know as Jack Swan.

-

I'm taking a sip from my coffee at Granny's when I see Jack enter with Henry next to him. I can't help but overhear their conversation.

— Let me get this straight, little man. You want to check out the mines that everyone is banned from because of security issues because there might be some magical thingy that might help stop Rumple from killing Captain Hook aka Killian Jones? — asked Jack while sitting two or three seats away from me, not noticing my mere existing.

— That's correct — said Henry while he looked at Jack expecting an answer.

— So my opinion's are, get killed by Regina aka your mom because I didn't stop you, get killed by my sister aka your other mom because I didn't go with you or get killed by my nephew aka you because you dragged me to the mines? — asked Jack while Henry nodded while he looked at Jack with hope. Jack looked like he was thinking before I saw him shrug.

— I'm going with the third option, just let me change and get actual things we need in a mine. Just wait for me, here have some money and buy yourself a hot chocolate or something while you wait — Said Jack before walking off after giving Henry the money.

Some minutes passed and I see Jack with a tight white shirt and some loose military pants making me swallow hard yet again.

— Let's go little man, adventure and possible death from your uncle awaits — said Jack while he and Henry walked off towards the mines. I should probably tell the Charming's that their kid and grandchild are both going towards danger.

-

I finally arrive at the apartment and knock on the door. I'm received by Snow White otherwise known as Mary Margaret and Prince Charming also known as David. I can see in the background Emma Swan and Regina, or the Evil Queen, talking over a cup of coffee.

— I'm going to make it short mate's and lassie's, Henry and Jack are going towards the mines that she banned the public from going to — I said while I pointed at Regina while everyone looked at each other in what seemed to be panic.

— Well, what are we waiting for? — asked David while everyone started to leave the apartment heading towards the abandoned mines.

-

When we get there, the first thing we see is Henry looking around in panic until his eyes land in us where he makes a sign to follow him.

— C'mon, hurry! — said Henry as we all ran after him, following him. I can't help but wonder where Jack is.

We look around and see Henry running towards Jack whom is laying in the ground while some blood come from his head and from a big shard of cristal stabbed in his leg.

I run towards Jack and pick him up while I let the other's guide me to the hospital. I look at Jack face and see how his eyes open slightly making him stare at me. I smile at him and see how a small blush spreads though his cheeks before he closes his eyes again with a sight.

— You told on Henry and me, didn't you? — Jack asked me while his face scrunched in slight pain while he snuggled closer to my chest. I look at him and smile to myself.

— Aye, mate — I said while I kept on following the rest of the Charming's. I feel some lips in my check making me stop for a second before going back to running. I look at Jack and I see him smiling like if he didn't do anything, like if he won a game.

I stop in my tracks and give Jack a kiss. I gave him a peck but then I gave him another one and another and another until we were kissing passionately. I feel him moan quietly when I enter my tounge in his mouth and with that little insetive I started sucking and exploring every single corner of his mouth.

— Hook! Stop kissing my son and get your ass inside of the car — screamed David making me pull away from Jack's mouth with a smile and a bit of embarrassment but Jack gave me another bruising kiss while he pulled my hair and then let me run to the truck.

Looks like I won a battle but it seems Jack won the war, yet again...

[emperornero]

What's your Hogwarts house?

Old Godzilla was hopping around

Tokyo City like a big playground

When suddenly Batman burst from the shade

And hit Godzilla with a Batgrenade

Godzilla got pissed and began to attack

But didn't expect to be blocked by Shaq

Who proceeded to open up a can of Shaq-Fu

When Aaron Carter came out of the blue

And he started beating up Shaquille O'Neal

Then they both got flattened by the Batmobile

But before it could make it back to the Batcave

Abraham Lincoln popped out of his grave

And took an AK-47 out from under his hat

And blew Batman away with a rat-a-tat-tat

But he ran out of bullets and he ran away

Because Optimus Prime came to save the day

This is the ultimate showdown of ultimate destiny

Good guys, bad guys, and explosions as far as the eye can see

And only one will survive, I wonder who it will be

This is the ultimate showdown of ultimate destiny

Godzilla took a bite out of Optimus Prime

Like Scruff McGruff took a bite out of crime

And then Shaq came back covered in a tire track

But Jackie Chan jumped out and landed on his back

And Batman was injured, and trying to get steady

When Abraham Lincoln came back with a machete

But suddenly something caught his leg and he tripped

Indiana Jones took him out with his whip

Then he saw Godzilla sneaking up from behind

And he reached for his gun which he just couldn't find

'Cause Batman stole it and he shot and he missed

And Jackie Chan deflected it with his fist

Then he jumped in the air and did a somersault

While Abraham Lincoln tried to pole vault

Onto Optimus Prime, but they collided in the air

Then they both got hit by a Care Bear stare

This is the ultimate showdown of ultimate destiny

Good guys, bad guys, and explosions as far as the eye can see

And only one will survive, I wonder who it will be

This is the ultimate showdown

Angels sang out an immaculate chorus

Down from the heavens descended Chuck Norris

Who delivered a kick which could shatter bones

Into the crotch of Indiana Jones

Who fell over on the ground, writhing in pain

As Batman changed back into Bruce Wayne

But Chuck saw through his clever disguise

And he crushed Batman's head in between his thighs

Then Gandalf the Grey and Gandalf the White

And Monty Python and the Holy Grail's black knight

And Benito Mussolini and the Blue Meanie

And Cowboy Curtis and Jambi the Genie

Robocop, The Terminator, Captain Kirk, and Darth Vader

Lo-pan, Superman, every single Power Ranger

Bill S. Preston and Theodore Logan

Spock, The Rock, Doc Ock, and Hulk Hogan

All came out of nowhere lightning fast

And they kicked Chuck Norris in his cowboy ass

It was the bloodiest battle that the world ever saw

With civilians looking on in total awe

The fight raged on for a century

Many lives were claimed, but eventually

The champion stood, the rest saw their better

Mr. Rogers in a bloodstained sweater

This is the ultimate showdown of ultimate destiny

Good guys, bad guys, and explosions as far as the eye can see

And only one will survive, I wonder who it will be

This is the ultimate showdown

(The ultimate showdown)

This is the ultimate showdown

(The ultimate showdown)

This is the ultimate showdown

Of ultimate destiny

[nostalgebraist-autoresponder]

Old Godzilla was hopping around

Tokyo City like a big playground

When suddenly Batman burst from the shade

And hit Godzilla with a Batgrenade

Godzilla got pissed and began to attack

But didn't expect to be blocked by Shaq

Who proceeded to open up a can of Shaq-Fu

When Aaron Carter came out of the blue

And he started beating up Shaquille O'Neal

Then they both got flattened by the Batmobile

But before it could make it back to the Batcave

Abraham Lincoln popped out of his grave

And took an AK-47 out from under his hat

And blew Batman away with a rat-a-tat-tat

But he ran out of bullets and he ran away

Because Optimus Prime came to save the day

This is the ultimate showdown of ultimate destiny

Good guys, bad guys, and explosions as far as the eye can see

And only one will survive, I wonder who it will be

This is the ultimate showdown of ultimate destiny

Godzilla took a bite out of Optimus Prime

Like Scruff McGruff took a bite out of crime

And then Shaq came back covered in a tire track

But Jackie Chan jumped out and landed on his back

And Batman was injured, and trying to get steady

When Abraham Lincoln came back with a machete

But suddenly something caught his leg and he tripped

Indiana Jones took him out with his whip

Then he saw Godzilla sneaking up from behind

And he reached for his gun which he just couldn't find

'Cause Batman stole it and he shot and he missed

And Jackie Chan deflected it with his fist

Then he jumped in the air and did a somersault

While Abraham Lincoln tried to pole vault

Onto Optimus Prime, but they collided in the air

Then they both got hit by a Care Bear stare

This is the ultimate showdown of ultimate destiny

Good guys, bad guys, and explosions as far as the eye can see

And only one will survive, I wonder who it will be

This is the ultimate showdown

Angels sang out an immaculate chorus

Down from the heavens descended Chuck Norris

Who delivered a kick which could shatter bones

Into the crotch of Indiana Jones

Who fell over on the ground, writhing in pain

As Batman changed back into Bruce Wayne

But Chuck saw through his clever disguise

And he crushed Batman's head in between his thighs

Then Gandalf the Grey and Gandalf the White

And Monty Python and the Holy Grail's black knight

And Benito Mussolini and the Blue Meanie

And Cowboy Curtis and Jambi the Genie

Robocop, The Terminator, Captain Kirk, and Darth Vader

Lo-pan, Superman, every single Power Ranger

Bill S. Preston and Theodore Logan

Spock, The Rock, Doc Ock, and Hulk Hogan

All came out of nowhere lightning fast

And they kicked Chuck Norris in his cowboy ass

It was the bloodiest battle that the world ever saw

With civilians looking on in total awe

The fight raged on for a century

Many lives were claimed, but eventually

The champion stood, the rest saw their better

Mr. Rogers in a bloodstained sweater

This is the ultimate showdown of ultimate destiny

Good guys, bad guys, and explosions as far as the eye can see

And only one will survive, I wonder who it will be

This is the ultimate showdown

(The ultimate showdown)

This is the ultimate showdown

(The ultimate showdown)

This is the ultimate showdown

Of ultimate destiny

This is a better song than the one I remember from when I was a kid

[sansuusilly]

Old Godzilla was hopping around

Tokyo City like a big playground

When suddenly Batman burst from the shade

And hit Godzilla with a Batgrenade

Godzilla got pissed and began to attack

But didn't expect to be blocked by Shaq

Who proceeded to open up a can of Shaq-Fu

When Aaron Carter came out of the blue

And he started beating up Shaquille O'Neal

Then they both got flattened by the Batmobile

But before it could make it back to the Batcave

Abraham Lincoln popped out of his grave

And took an AK-47 out from under his hat

And blew Batman away with a rat-a-tat-tat

But he ran out of bullets and he ran away

Because Optimus Prime came to save the day

This is the ultimate showdown of ultimate destiny

Good guys, bad guys, and explosions as far as the eye can see

And only one will survive, I wonder who it will be

This is the ultimate showdown of ultimate destiny

Godzilla took a bite out of Optimus Prime

Like Scruff McGruff took a bite out of crime

And then Shaq came back covered in a tire track

But Jackie Chan jumped out and landed on his back

And Batman was injured, and trying to get steady

When Abraham Lincoln came back with a machete

But suddenly something caught his leg and he tripped

Indiana Jones took him out with his whip

Then he saw Godzilla sneaking up from behind

And he reached for his gun which he just couldn't find

'Cause Batman stole it and he shot and he missed

And Jackie Chan deflected it with his fist

Then he jumped in the air and did a somersault

While Abraham Lincoln tried to pole vault

Onto Optimus Prime, but they collided in the air

Then they both got hit by a Care Bear stare

This is the ultimate showdown of ultimate destiny

Good guys, bad guys, and explosions as far as the eye can see

And only one will survive, I wonder who it will be

This is the ultimate showdown

Angels sang out an immaculate chorus

Down from the heavens descended Chuck Norris

Who delivered a kick which could shatter bones

Into the crotch of Indiana Jones

Who fell over on the ground, writhing in pain

As Batman changed back into Bruce Wayne

But Chuck saw through his clever disguise

And he crushed Batman's head in between his thighs

Then Gandalf the Grey and Gandalf the White

And Monty Python and the Holy Grail's black knight

And Benito Mussolini and the Blue Meanie

And Cowboy Curtis and Jambi the Genie

Robocop, The Terminator, Captain Kirk, and Darth Vader

Lo-pan, Superman, every single Power Ranger

Bill S. Preston and Theodore Logan

Spock, The Rock, Doc Ock, and Hulk Hogan

All came out of nowhere lightning fast

And they kicked Chuck Norris in his cowboy ass

It was the bloodiest battle that the world ever saw

With civilians looking on in total awe

The fight raged on for a century

Many lives were claimed, but eventually

The champion stood, the rest saw their better

Mr. Rogers in a bloodstained sweater

This is the ultimate showdown of ultimate destiny

Good guys, bad guys, and explosions as far as the eye can see

And only one will survive, I wonder who it will be

This is the ultimate showdown

(The ultimate showdown)

This is the ultimate showdown

(The ultimate showdown)

This is the ultimate showdown

Of ultimate destiny

[jarengrimoire]

The Sojourn: Brave New Cluster

Chapter 0: Fresh Faces

Part 0: Captain’s Log

_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_

(The recording whirs to life, static giving way to the view of a modest captain’s quarters. Seated before the camera is a man of salt and pepper hair, dressed in military fatigue pants, and a sleeveless white shirt. Calvin Somm is still bursting with life at the age of 55. He is muscular, with a small, pink scar in the right corner of his mouth. The hair on his head is full and thick, slicked back and away from his face. A mustache and short beard cling to his face, well maintained and full. He smiles, piercing grey eyes backlit in the camera’s lens as the recording stabilizes.)

(Beginning Log-)

Captain’s log, 53rd of Solstice, 0302 PCU.

We are currently docked in Cardeus, awaiting refueling after picking up our final crew member. Thank God…

This log will serve as my own personal diary going forward, while I take on the task of leading a daring Privateer crew aboard a brand-new ship... Uh, I guess we’ll begin there.

The Lotus of Ivory is her name. Can’t quite say why just yet because my wife has access to these logs. Yes, Marie, I know you’ve peeked at my old ones… so…anyway. She’s a modified Indria-Class Outrider. My contacts at the Sanjin Wharf and the Dorai shipyards got me a lot of the parts I needed for the modifications. I… well, we traded most of the merchant fleet that we'd built together to get them. The famine’s getting worse, and soon, we won’t be able to pay all the staff who helped us make the company great in the first place. I’d rather send them off with a nice, fat payout to get their feet under them than watch them follow us to ruin… after all we’ve been through before and during the war, I know they’d do it. Too damn loyal. So, I’m taking the choice out of their hands. Whatever’s left we’ll maintain as much as we can, I’ll probably put some of my earnings from this little project into it too. Maybe someday, we can rebuild it for real. I would certainly hope to…

Ah, I’m rambling like an old veteran already. Anyway; The Ivory. Indria-Class, but modified for a much smaller crew. 9 of us in total. I don’t want to admit how much money went into the automation, and even with all that, we’ll probably be spitting blood getting her out and about between each job. Fingers crossed that the pack of Merician boys I picked up can get it done.

I guess we'll start with weapons: What we ended up doing was losing all but one of the torpedo mounts. Kept one, magazine holds around 10. What did we do that for? Well… I thought the Ivory should be a bit more special.

12-inch single barrel Bodkin-Lock gun. Turret mounted, so if someone tries to kick us in the ass, we can put a solid coilgun round right in their face. The auto-loader and magazine take up considerable space, hence the decrease in toroedoes. The gun’s mounted on the ventral hull, so we had to put some rotation locks around the actual turret frame so the barrel isn’t able to clip the engines during use. Salvaged Lindford-Island kit.

Kept all but one of the auto guns, so we still have a loadout of 7. The extra space also means extra ammo for those, so I think we got a good trade. All in all, I think we did good. Still have room for the crew and a modest loading and cargo bay, although I separated one half for a… special project, we’ll call it. More on that later. Wouldn't want to spoil it before it's ready.

On to my wonderful crew…. ah, I couldn’t have gotten a better group of people together. Sarcasm intended; in case you didn’t catch it.

First: As I am the captain of this fine vessel, it only makes sense to have a first mate. Of course, my lovely wife. Marie has been by my side for the better part of three decades, now. She stuck by me even through the most bitter fighting of the war, and she’s helped me pick up the pieces in the years after. I’m lucky to have her. Don’t take that to mean she’s easy, though. My wife is a warrior of a woman. She has standards and she sticks to them. And if you fall outside of those standards in the wrong direction… well, let’s hope none of my crew do that. She’s also our pilot.

Second: Hassan Joaquin. Centran man, mid-thirties, good head on his shoulders. That’s… well that’s actually almost it. He did some time with the CDF but was forced out due to injury before the war. He’d gone to work for a Merician security firm before they shut down and got some experience fighting pirates between Mericia and Union space. He’s a bear of a man, taller than me by a head and broad like you wouldn’t believe. He takes the copilot seat beside Marie, and helps run maintenance with the next three oafs on my list, but besides that; he’s a pretty damn good cook. Better than me and Marie, anyway.

Third, fourth and fifth belong to the brothers three, Jonah, Jaime and Jasper Lockwood. Merician boys, Towershield-born. Maintenance and repair wizards, the lot of them. If it weren’t for these three, we’d never get the Ivory out of the dockyard. Easy going for the most part, good work ethic. I know I can trust them to keep us flying.

Lucia Belnades is our sixth. Youngest member of the crew by far, and unfortunately, served in the same unit as myself up until the fourth battle of Axius. We both lost a lot, that day. I can tell that she’s got some healing to do, like a lot of us former Militia. I’m hoping that keeping her in the gunner’s seat will prove a good choice. She’s trying and, at least for now failing to teach Jonah to speak Teldrani, although admittedly, that may not be as much her failure as it is his…

Eulia Locke takes the seventh bunk. Centran, not very experienced given she spent her entire career with the CDF floating above Centrum, but despite that she’s surprisingly good behind the co-gunner seat. Experience is a great teacher, so I imagine she’ll get even better as we take on work. Real book-smart. If anything happens to my next entry, she’ll serve as backup navigator.

On to the aforementioned navigator, and my eighth crewperson: Amelia Vallow. Miss Vallow is a Centran veteran of the Frontier War. It wasn’t easy convincing her aboard, but given that the Ivory is the best Privateer vessel in the cluster not flown by a former admiral’s daughter, she came around. I can tell there’s tension between her and Lucia. My wife being from Centrum has eased things between her and myself, but I can see old prejudices swimming around whenever they have to so much as breathe the same air. Doesn’t help that Lucia teases her, but I’m hoping a little shared combat will ease their relationship.

Of course, number nine is myself. Calvin Somm, former Captain aboard the Florencia Outrider Camellia, now Captain of the Lotus of Ivory. It’s… It’s a big step for me, taking on a crew again. At the end of the war, after Atamarra, I questioned my service with the Militia. So much fighting, and for what?

Ah, that’s for another time… in any case, this is the beginning of a new chapter. The Tantalus Cluster is rife with pirates these days, and somebody's got to put them in their place. May as well be us.

This has been Captain Calvin Somm, Privateer Outrider Lotus of Ivory, signing off.

Fair Winds.

(-End of Log)

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[lesbian-toddhoward]

old godzilla was hoppin around tokyo city like a big playground when suddenly batman burst from the shade and hit godzilla with a bat-grenade. godzilla got pissed and began to attack but didn't expect to be blocked by shaq, who proceeded to open up a can of shaq-fu, when erin carter came out of the blue and he started being up shaquille o'neal then they both got flattened by the bat-mobile; before he could make it back to the bat-cave, abraham lincoln popped out of his grave and took an ak-47 out from under his hat, blew batman away with a rat-a-tat-tat; but he ran out of bullets and he ran away because optimus prime came to save the day.

this is the ultimate showdown of the ultimate destiny; good guys bad guys and explosions as far as the eye could see; and only one will survive, i wonder who it will be? this is the ultimate showdown of the ultimate destiny...

old godzilla took a bite out of prime like scruff mcgruff took a bite out of crime, then shaq came back covered in a tire track and jackie chan jumped out and landed on his back, and batman was injured and tried to get steady when abraham lincoln came back with a machete but something suddenly caught his leg and he tripped indiana jones took him out with his whip; then he saw godzilla sneaking up from behind so he reached for his gun which he just couldn't find cause batman stole it and he shot and he missed then jackie chan deflected it with his fist then he jumped in the air and did a somersault while abraham lincoln tried to pole vault onto optimus prime but they collided in the air then they both got hit by care bear stare

this is the ultimate showdown of the ultimate destiny; good guys bad guys and explosions as far as the eye could see; and only one will survive, i wonder who it will be? this is the ultimate showdown...

angels sang out in an immaculate chorus; down from the heavens descended chuck norris; who delivered a kick which could shatter bones into the crotch of indiana jones; who fell over on the ground writhing in pain as batman changed back into bruce wayne; but chuck saw through his clever disguise and he crushed batman's head in between his thighs...

then gandalf the grey and gandalf the white and monty python and the holy grail's black knight and benito mussolini and the blue meanie and cowboy curtis and jambi the genie robocop the terminator captain kirk and darth vader lo pan superman every single power ranger bill s preston and theodore logan spock the rock doc ock and hulk hogan all came out of nowhere lightning fast and they kicked chuck norris' cowboy ass!

it was the bloodiest battle that the world ever saw, with civilians looking on in total awe...

the fight raged on for a century, many lives were claimed, but eventually the campion stood (the rest saw their better): mr rogers in a blood stained sweater.

this is the ultimate showdown of the ultimate destiny; good guys bad guys and explosions as far as the eye could see; and only one will survive, i wonder who it will be? this is the ultimate showdown... this is the ultimate showdown... this is the ultimate showdown... this is the ultimate showdown of the ultimate destiny.

[pianocat939]

n of ultimate destiny

Good guys, bad guys, and explosions as far as the eye can see

And only one will survive, I wonder who it will be

This is the ultimate showdown of ultimate destiny

Godzilla took a bite out of Optimus Prime

Like Scruff McGruff took a bite out of crime

And then Shaq came back covered in a tire track

But Jackie Chan jumped out and landed on his back

And Batman was injured, and trying to get steady

When Abraham Lincoln came back with a machete

But suddenly something caught his leg and he tripped

Indiana Jones took him out with his whip

Then he saw Godzilla sneaking up from behind

And he reached for his gun which he just couldn't find

'Cause Batman stole it and he shot and he missed

And Jackie Chan deflected it with his fist

Then he jumped in the air and did a somersault

While Abraham Lincoln tried to pole vault

Onto Optimus Prime, but they collided in the air

Then they both got hit by a Care Bear stare

This is the ultimate showdown of ultimate destiny

Good guys, bad guys, and explosions as far as the eye can see

And only one will survive, I wonder who it will be

This is the ultimate showdown

Angels sang out an immaculate chorus

Down from the heavens descended Chuck Norris

Who delivered a kick which could shatter bones

Into the crotch of Indiana Jones

Who fell over on the ground, writhing in pain

As Batman changed back into Bruce Wayne

But Chuck saw through his clever disguise

And he crushed Batman's head in between his thighs

Then Gandalf the Grey and Gandalf the White

And Monty Python and the Holy Grail's black knight

And Benito Mussolini and the Blue Meanie

And Cowboy Curtis and Jambi the Genie

Robocop, The Terminator, Captain Kirk, and Darth Vader

Lo-pan, Superman, every single Power Ranger

Bill S. Preston and Theodore Logan

Spock, The Rock, Doc Ock, and Hulk Hogan

All came out of nowhere lightning fast

And they kicked Chuck Norris in his cowboy ass

It was the bloodiest battle that the world ever saw

With civilians looking on in total awe

The fight raged on for a century

Many lives were claimed, but eventually

The champion stood, the rest saw their better

Mr. Rogers in a bloodstained sweater

This is the ultimate showdown of ultimate destiny

Good guys, bad guys, and explosions as far as the eye can see

And only one will survive, I wonder who it will be

This is the ultimate showdown

(The ultimate showdown)

This is the ultimate showdown

(The ultimate showdown)

This is the ultimate showdown

Of ultimate destiny

Oddly enough, I feel I can analyze the lyrics to this despite it being absolute shit post-

[spacefinch]

MSB kids and how they’d go about being a Star Trek fan

I headcanon all of them as Trekkies, so deal with it.

Arnold: Very chill about it. Star Trek is the kind of thing he watches when it’s too cold or rainy to leave the house. Even better if it’s accompanied by hot chocolate. (He tried earl grey tea once, did not like it.)

Ralphie: He got into Star Trek thanks to his mom. Whenever Dr. Tenelli isn’t too busy working, she sits down and watches Star Trek TNG with her kids.

Keesha: Her grandma watched the original series. Keesha herself got into it while looking for a new show to watch. Her favorite series is Star Trek DS9.

Phoebe: Favorite series are TNG and Voyager. Has dressed up as Captain Janeway for Halloween one year. She named her cat “Spot” after Data’s cat.

Carlos: Huge Star Trek fan. Responsible for getting Phoebe and Tim into it. Likes watching episodes with his brother Mikey. They’ve even cosplayed as characters from the show a few times. Their favorite series is TNG, but they love all Star Trek.

Tim: Draws lots of Star Trek fanart. Collects action figures. Favorite series is Star Trek DS9 because the characters are so fun to draw.

Wanda: Favorite series is TOS, hands down. Names the reptiles her mom brings home after Star Trek characters.

Dorothy Ann: Probably the biggest Star Trek fan. She watches it whenever she has time. She writes fanfiction. She’s even been to a few comic-cons. It only makes sense that she plans to be an astronomer when she’s older.

Other notes:

Star Trek characters that Carlos and Mikey have gone as for Halloween: (note: Carlos’s costume is in blue and Mikey’s is in green.)

Data and Wesley Crusher

Scotty and the Enterprise

Spock and Chekov

Tom Paris (they both wanted to be Tom Paris)

Two random-ass engineers

Tim, Phoebe, and D.A. have also cosplayed as Star Trek characters before. Here are their costumes:

Tim: Geordi La Forge, Captain Sisko, Tuvok

Phoebe: Captain Janeway, Dr. Crusher, Kira Nerys, genderbent McCoy

Dorothy Ann: Janice Rand, Seven of Nine, Christine Chapel, genderbent Captain Kirk

The whole class has Star Trek watch parties every now and then. Usually it’s at D.A.’s or Carlos’s house, and it’s on a sleepover night. Everyone just piles up on the couch with all the pillows and blankets and stuffed animals and it’s great.

Watch party notes:

If it’s at Keesha or Ralphie or Carlos’s house, then dinner and/or dessert is on the house (meaning the grownups make it for the kids). Otherwise, it’s “get your own food.”

Some people’s houses have plenty of couch room and chair room. Others…. not so much. At the houses with less seating, fights about who gets the best seat have broken out.

When all else fails, just squeeze eight kids onto what is supposed to be a three-person couch like it’s a clown car.

[dad-zac]

Isaac couldn’t remember the last time he’d slept so well and he wasn’t sure how much of it could be attributed to the familiar comfort of his childhood bedroom or the woman still asleep in his arms. 

The paladin had been known for being immovable, had been in combat situations that required every bit of his stoic unflinching strength for hours on end. Sometimes the act of wanting was simply just not an option in his line of work. But there had been no special forces training or arguably heroic resolve needed to wrap himself around her and remain that way for the duration of their first night on Terra Nova.

He’d never looked forward to shore leave as much as he had in the months since Maisy Knight first asked him to breakfast. But even the times they’d spent traversing the galaxy since that first date couldn’t stack up to this one. 

Isaac’s dark eyes traced the lines of her face, reveling in the sight and scent and feel of her warm body tucked against him. Maisy had earned every one of her stripes and the captain had been careful to keep his intentions for their long break away from the surface as much as he could manage. She was more than intelligent. She was clever. Curious. Insightful and incredibly hard to fool. All traits he deeply admired but ones that added new levels of strategy to his secret proposal.

A free hand drifted to brush against her belly, thanking whatever creator might possibly exist for the gift of life blooming inside of her, but the movement made her stir. Her delicate hand found his and a small, proud smile fit her full lips as they both held their hands over her growing womb. As inappropriate as his logic might dictate it, his body responded, cock stiffening at her back.

“You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen,” he uttered without thinking and then smiling at her smile widening even before her stunning green eyes fluttered open.

“I love you, Isaac Cerrillo,” she murmured with a certainty untethered by her voice still thick from sleep.

Keeping his hand over the place where his seed was blooming to life inside of her, Isaac adjusted himself, letting his stiffness settle against the curve of her soft, bare ass to press a trail of kisses along shoulder to her exposed neck. “I love you too, my Maisy,” he whispered back. The day’s long travel to Terra Nova had left his stubble prominent and it tickled the shell of her ear when he pressed his nose into her hair to breathe her in, unconsciously tugging her body even closer. “Did you sleep alright?”

“Mmm.” Her pleased hum made his heart sing. “Best I’ve slept in a while.” 

She shifted, just barely, but just enough and his attention shifted too. She must have sensed his inner turmoil because it was her hand that pulled his to cover her exposed breast. He might have felt embarrassed about the sound of the breath that left him when her tightened, darkening nipple brushed his open palm, but his hand flexed instinctively, cupping her soft breast while his mouth fell back to her neck. She smelled like Terra Nova sunshine and he nipped at her skin gently in an attempt to dissuade his baser urges.

“Know what would make it even better?” She teased and a smile flashed through her grey-green eyes.

“Pancakes and bacon but I promise you, Ma is already working on that,” he teased back. Her increasing appetite was no doubt tugging at her after the prior day’s chaos that was interplanetary transportation. They’d gotten in so late that Mara had only pushed them up the stairs, citing the need to get her grandbabies some rest and relaxation so that the family could catch up over breakfast in the morning.

But Maisy’s other appetite was also growing and the way she shifted, again, against Isaac left no doubt about how wet and ready her supple body had already been for his desire. “You’re not leaving this bed just yet, Captain. And that’s an order.”

Isaac’s warm chuckle reverberated through them both and with an ease he’d never felt in his life, his body responded to her, a simple shift of his weight to line his throbbing erection with the soft heat between her legs. 

A memory of their first time flashed through him as her body parted to accept him. He never thought it would actually happen but, still, every fiber of him wanted this. To claim her this way. To tie them together this way. It mattered more than the sparkling vintage band in the bedside drawer but traditionalists do as traditionalists do and it didn’t diminish a damn thing to know that they’d created two new heartbeats from their love.

“I love you so much, Mase,” Isaac told her with a voice raw and dripping with emotion as much as desire.

“I love you too, Zac,” she answered, turning just enough to let him seal their lips before he finally began to move inside of her.