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flowershines · 3 months

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Hellooooo, Can i request en- x idol!reader when he gets needy backstage on awards or sum? Just if u want ofc 💞

yesss ofc, thank you sm for requesting something!! 🫶

Warnings: Smut, hickeys, dirty talk, blowjob, no actual real sex, handjob, mentions of cumming in pants (if want part 2 lmk, i can add on into sex too)

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Heeseung:

Walking off the stage from performing your most recent album for the idols who sat in front of you and your members, the crowd around you clapped while you all walked backstage. You walked into your dressing room and was met by multiple staff members who were going to be helping you get unready, a knock was heard from the door of your dressing room the staff that waited by the door looked at you as you nodded allowing whoever was at the door to come in. Opening the door the staff moved to the side as a member from another group and secretly your boyfriend, you ushered the staff into another one of your members rooms telling them that ‘i’m okay i can finish getting unready myself, why don’t you guys go help the other members?’ they all accepted your request and headed out of the room leaving Heeseung waiting by the door. He shut the door behind him “You looked so gorgeous on that stage, i couldn’t keep my eyes off of you.” he said as he walked over to you and started kissing down your neck “Looked so fucking sexy.” his words kept muffling “I could not take my eyes off of the way your hips moved.” pressing up against you, you tumbled back he pushed you against an open wall giving him a better canvas to work on. The kisses on your neck was long and he spent a lot of time on them, it scared you because you didn’t want to walk out of the room with a trail of hickeys trailing down your throat. “Hee, please not here.” Your worded were ignored by him “Need you so bad, it hurts.” you pushed him off of your body and switched spots with him so you pushed him up against the wall, “Let me help you.” you started to untuck his shirt from his pants. Your fingers worked their way to his belt while you kissed down his body even over his clothes, his hands made their way to your head as they played with hair swirling at the ends of the strands. Working your way down to your knees you pulled down the zipper that was just inches away from the thing you craved the most, his breathing started to get heavier and heavier the more you avoided his cock. “Doing so good for me, fuck i’m so glad that your my girl.”

Jay:

Sitting in your seat you feel a kick on your leg only to turn around and face your boyfriend as he was giving you a smirk, he placed a note in your stockings then leaned back. The chairs were close to one another so neither of you had to worry about things seeming suspicious, it would just looked like he dropped something then picked it back up. Putting your leg with the note over your other leg you pulled out the note and hid it under your dress as you hiked up your dress a bit to see what the note wrote, ‘meet me in the bathrooms in 10�� looking over your shoulder once more his figure was long gone. Checking your watch constantly these minutes could not take any longer to pass you felt like you were sitting there for years, feeling too ambitious the clock read how there was 4 more minutes till it had been 10 minutes but you figured it wouldn’t matter and you just wanted to see him so bad. As you walked to the bathrooms speed walking was the only option because walking to slow would only torture you and running would for sure cause someone to realize stuff, reaching the bathroom you knocked on the door as you looked around for anyone in site but as you looked around your arm was being pulled into the bathroom right in front of the man as he turned around and shut the door behind you. “Your dress is driving me insane the way it doesn’t try to hide your figure.” He placed his lips on yours as he mumbled against your lips “Did you pick out the dress or the stylist, because whoever did i apologize for what is going to happen to the dress.” you looked at his with pleading eyes “But i like this dress, don’t you?” he nodded “That’s the bad thing I just wanna rip it off your body.” you brung your hands to the collar of his neck as your fingers played with the lacing of the tie he wore, “Won’t your members wonder why you have been gone for so long?” you asked him as you realize he has been gone for a good 15 minutes. “You act like they don’t hear you screaming my name every night, i hate to break it to you but I think they know.” He stated all sarcastically, you brought your hands to his buckle sinking down to your knees you continued your actions “Princess.. keep looking at me.” he brought his fingers to your chin forcing you to look up at him as you unzipped his pants bringing them just a bit above his knees, you rubbed his clothes cock over the fabric causing him to grunt from the sudden contact. “That’s my girl, move your hand.” His head was thrown back while some of his hair started to stick to his forehead, “Such a pretty girl.” he said finally looking back at your figure as his finger ran over your lips. “Can I?” Putting your fingers on the waistband of his boxers after a second you added on to your comment “Please?” his thumb ran alone the sides of your cheek “You look so gorgeous when you beg.”

Jake:

Jake was always a horny menace, even after he just performed for a crowd of people. The producers had you all sit and wait till every last group was in the crowd making it easier to just call their group name up, after a while of watching and clapping getting annoying ‘most interactive idol’ the second left like minutes. You just wanted to be laying in bed with your boyfriend but after this you can sleep so that was a plus and honestly it was the thing you were looking forward to the most- your train of thought was cut off by your name being called ‘Y/n’ clapping was heard from around you while turning your head to your boyfriend he was clapping so hard his hands could’ve fallen off. Walking up to the stage you shook hands with the person who read the card for the award but out of respect you quickly said a few words knowing your fans were watching at home then walked back to your previous seat, turning your head towards your man he was giving you two thumbs up not long after his group went up for the award of ‘future of k-pop’ you gave him the same energy he gave you as you cheered for him being the loudest person in the whole crowd. As they walked back stage your eyes followed him as he ushered you looking into your eyes then moving his index finger in a ‘come here’ motion while he walked shins the curtains, getting up from your seat you walked over to the doors which lead backstage. Walking in you see one of Jake’s members as he noticed your presence he pointed to one of the dressing rooms, you nodded to him and said ‘thank you’ as you walked to the door he told you. Knocking on the door you were met face to face with your boyfriend noticing it was you at the door he quickly pulled you into the room with him, his lips were immediately placed into yours you could feel the desperation behind his lips. The way his hands roamed around your body was all you needed to know, he was horny. He was always more touchy than ever when he gets horny, “Baby you looked sexy up there, made me pop a boner in my seat.” he grabbed your hand and placing it on his aching bulge “See.” he said before he kissed down your collarbone “Jake we gotta wait till we get home.” he rolled his eyes “But baby, i can make both of us cum fast and it will be a good time. Please, please please…” his ‘please’s continued till you finally gave in as you started to rub his cock i’ve this pants. “I love you so much you know that.”

Sunghoon:

Sunghoon’s hand ran along his bulge as he watched you perform on stage, some of his members noticed yet they didn’t want to say anything to make the situation more awkward and uncomfortable. Running his fingers along his tip he had to pull his hand away as he felt his climax already starting to come closer and closer, he watched your out of breath state and watched the way your hair would stick to your forehead from the heat of your dress, dancing, being in a hot room and more. You made direct eye contact with him as you sang your part in your groups most recent comeback song, he swore he could’ve came on the spot as you looked at him. Getting up from his spot he headed immediately towards the bathroom not wanting anyone else who has already seen his growing hard on to see more, quickly walking to the bathroom and into one of the stalls looking down he noticed a stain of pre cum becoming darker and darker the more he waited. Seconds passed by and his dick felt like if it was going to bulge anymore it was going to explode, a knock was heard from the door which was weird because it was a bathroom that contained stalls getting up and opening the door he was faced to see your sweaty state in comfy clothes. “You okay I saw you walk out and I got worried.” He nodded as opened the door wider as a way to usher you inside the bathroom with him, “What happened? Did you just have to use the bathroom?” he shook his head as he fiddled with his fingers while looking down “Tell me, hopefully i can help.” you said as you walked closer to him wanting to feel his temperature but he walked backwards when you walked to him. You stopped in your tracks not wanting to cross a boundary “I was watching you and..” his words came out as a stuttering mess, “and what?” he continued to look down as he could not make eye contact with you “Got hard.” he whispered. You heard him say it even though his words were barely spoken, you walked closer to him as you picked his head up and kissed him on the lips. “It’s okay, would you like me to help you?”

Sunoo:

His attention was not leaving your side even when you weren’t performing his attention was still on you, walking up to the stage was the only time his eyes left your figure but when he got onto the stage he was immediately met by your gaze staring back at him. The feeling in his stomach only worsened the more he danced to the choreography he felt his cock stir in his pants ‘not now’ was all that repeated in his head, the members started to notice his body’s reaction to the rhythm of the music and questioned if he was okay. At one point during the end of the song Jake turned to him with a questioned look then returned his gaze back to the crowd once he realized that what state he was in as he looked down and gave him a body scan, as the song came to an end he quickly walked off the stage not wanting to bring attention to himself. A hand grabbed at his wrist behind the curtain as his members passed the mysterious figure holding onto him, it was you. He was relieved to realized that it was you here to help calm him down while he was struggling to hide the growing boner in his pants as it kept stirring in his pants from the loss of your touch, “You did so good.” you kissed his cheek as you trailed kisses from his kisses from his cheek to the end of his jawline. Whispering in his ear “Oh.. How can I forget to mention.. This.” you said as you grabbed onto his cock as you gave him a couple of strokes through his pants his whole face started to turn red from embarrassment “Was it really taht noticeable?” he asked as his voice shook “Not if you weren’t looking, no one should be looking but me anyways.” your hands trailed down to his belt as you started to unbuckle his belt as his hands came down to stop you “Not here Y/nnie, anyone can see.” you kissed his lips “Need you so bad, my pussy was throbbing just to feel your touch while I was in my seat.” you eyes trailed down his body as his you watched his cock twitch against his pants from your words as a whine left his lips. “Go to the car, no panties on i wanna be able to immediately stuff you full of my cock.”

Jungwon:

His breathing started to get heavier and heavier each time you made eye contact with him as your eyes laid on his while you watched the other group’s performances, while his eyes were fixated on yours from across the room one of his members pulled him out of his trance. “Dude quit looking at her like that or your gonna jizz in your pants.” Heeseung whispered laughing as Jay slapped his arm to shut him up, Jungwon’s gaze met yours once again as he stared at you his face started to heat up as blush ran across his face. Sunghoon turned to him and whispered in his ear “You know maybe you can tell the staff to leave and sneak to the car with her.” his gaze turned to Sunghoon “Speaking from experience?” “Just a suggestion.” his head turned to you then ushered to his phone, you brought your phone to your lap as you received a text from him. ‘Meet me at the car entrance doors’ you looked towards him as two of the members were are already staring at you including Jungwon as he winked back at you. You got up from your seat and excused yourself saying how you need meds to head to the bathroom to freshen up, he got up 5 minutes later then proceeded to walk right behind you and tickled the sides of your waist. You giggled and turned around to be faced with the most beautiful guy you ever met, your boyfriend. You never realized how lucky you got, he put his hand on yours intertwining his fingers with yours as he lead you to the car as he looked from side to side as he made sure there were no people nor cars in sight. He unlocked his and his groups car letting you get in first as he walked in after you, as he sat onto the seat your fingers already trailed along his abdomen pulling up his shirt just a bit past his waist, “Seems like you needed me too.” he whisper in your ear as he trailed kisses along your face and trailed them along your body as he leaned you down onto the seat below you. He pulled your shirt up past your breast’s as he kissed from your face down to your abdomen as he moved your pants down to your knees as he trailed kisses along your clothed pussy, “You don’t know how bad i’ve been needing you all day, sitting in that seat acting as if my cock isn’t hard.”

#smut #fluff #enha x reader #enhypen smut #heeseung smut #jake smut #jay smut #jungwon smut #sunghoon smut #sunoo smut

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myysaints · 7 months

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sugardaddy fernando alonso with a controversial age gap 👀🥲

°˖ ⊹ ꒰ FA14 ꒱ PAPER RINGS ─ FERNANDO ALONSO

FERNANDO ALONSO x f!sugar baby!reader

⌗︙・ summary — you and fernando soft launch your relationship

genre — fluff, socmed au, fc: bbyambi on ig

notes — hi guysss sorry for being mia! i'm back and have a ton of fics in queue, so get ready :) i had a ton of fun writing this, just some lighthearted fluff of nando showing off his girl. hope you enjoy! apologies for the google translated spanish, i tried my best :,)

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luasworks · 29 days

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perfect for me // Konig x Tall!Reader

summary: König is used to women who are miles shorter than him…

request: x

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a/n: hellooooo! i’m sorry if this is awkward. i’m awkward and i haven’t grown since i was 12 years old. love being 5ft 3😐

She was perfect. Everything I wanted in a woman. Strong, independent, gorgeous and most of all, a tall girl. She looked to be about 6ft 6 of pure, perfectness. The second our eyes locked onto each other's, my heart skipped a beat and my usual tough demeanor shattered and all of a sudden, I was now a shy man. My shyness only increased when she started walking towards me.

“Hello,” she said softly. Her voice was like angels were singing to me, dancing around in my head and serenading me.

“Hallo,” I replied, almost squeakily. Scheiße.

“I’m sorry to just come over like this but I've never met a man taller than me,” her eyes scanned over my body, up and down and back up again. Almost as if she was a laser scanner, scanning me to get a better knowledge of me. Her eyes looked into mine as if she was looking into my mind, where she has already started building a house.

I chuckle nervously at her words, “Ja, I’ve never met a woman that’s a perfect height for me before.”

She smiled brightly at that, her bright smile lighting up my life, “well, I hate to cut this short but i have to find my way around here.”

“I’ll show you,” I blurt, almost way too quickly. Although, she doesn’t look taken aback. Instead, she just smiles and nods.

“I’d love that.”

(time skip)

It has been a week since our first interaction and we’ve gotten to know each other very well. She told me all about her childhood, why she joined the military, why she’s been transferred to KorTac and much more. I haven’t left her side since we’ve met, we got everywhere together - or she goes somewhere and I follow along.

It’s currently midday and we’re just wandering around the halls, one airpod in my ear and the other in hers, her soft voice singing along to Paramore. Just when I thought I couldn’t be wrapped around her finger anymore, she takes my hand in hers and starts dancing around with me, twirling, swaying her hips and having fun. I was looking at her as if she was giving me the universe, my eyes following her every move. I stopped her movements by gripping her hips, my eyes looking into hers as every inch of shyness which once filled me now melting away as I pulled her closer and closer to me. Our lips touched, her plush lips felt like they were made and sculpted just for me. Her lips were sweet, like a smooth caramel or a sugary meringue. I never wanted to part from her, I wanted us to stay this way forever. In each other’s arms.

#luas works #konig cod #konig x reader #konig #konig mw2 #konig call of duty #call of duty modern warfare #call of duty #cod modern warfare #cod

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troloyunu · 10 months

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Who’s your favorite wlw couple?

Oh I cant possibly choose only one so here are my faves:

Ace Attorney: Absolutely adore Franmaya they are so funny. And also my eyes have been opened up to Emamaya the silly girls ever. Lanamia is also so good I wish there were actual interactions in the games bc the potential is just amazing. And after finishing DGS2 case 1 I can say that I love Susahao so much too! They are cute.

Persona: ULAMAYA IS SO GOOD I LOVE THEM THE WOMEN EVER GODDD!!! Hamugis and Yukamitsu are also S tier. YUKICHIE. A CLASSIC WORLDWIDE "CHIE SAID RED LOOKED GOOD ON ME"??? HELLOOOOO??? GAY ASS! with Persona 5 I love Ann with any girls honestly I think she should have a gf like I love Shihoann they make me cry actually but I also love Makoann AND ANNHARU its so underrated i wish they had more interactions also. they would be so so so cuteeee AND ALSO SAETAE. COME ON. GORGEOUS SHIP AND THE DYNAMIC WOULD BE SO FUNNYYY

Danganronpa: I adore the potential of Kirizono and Soniaki. Tenkangie is also very ✨flavored✨ and honestly Kaede with any girl. Just any girl. She deserves all the gfs. But esp I love the Kaede x Miu x Kirumi trio they are funny as fuck. OHH MY GOSH I KNOW THIS IS SUPER LONG BUT HOW COULD I FORGOR: SAKURAOIII!!!! the sapphics ever jesus i love them

#thank you for asking just imagining all the wlws made my night haha #trolanswers #iclynthewinterwitch

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baekhvuns · 2 years

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What type of cat do you wanna be? I just wanna knead his back don't care about categories 😭

Yes I'm waiting for a vampire Hwa fic that will suit my taste, because the period sex ones 🙅🏼‍♀️🙅🏼‍♀️🙅🏼‍♀️🙅🏼‍♀️ OUT OF THE QUESTION. I vividly remember one but it was short about y/n sneaking out on the balcony to meet him? Actually I can't remember if he was a vampire, but I think so dudjejddhkshdhshw or maybe I made that fic up lmao. It's like werewolves and br**ding kink EVERY FUCKING TIME GIVE IT A REST. Though since I'm on my period now I wouldn't mind a vamp sucking the blood out of me, preferably all my blood so I will pass away

Man said "I didn't mean to play push and pull" are you sure BRO are you sure BABY BOY?! Also my other issue with the "show abs" is that some don't have abs? I'm happy when I see idols in crop tops, but without toned stomachs <3 I don't need them to starve to show their midriff

SPIDERMAN: EVERYONE'S HOME I FUCKING YELLED KWHRJSBDSHDJSHS yes mosquitoes are sneaky, blood suckers ugh, why can't vampires suck my blood instead. My friend said THERE WAS A SPIDER ABOVE OUR MAIN DOOR TOO???? A SMALL ONE BUT STILL

SM can't commit unfortunately, they have cool ideas but the execution 🥴 Some people say lore is too confusing and stops them from enjoying the songs and mvs??? I saw that complaint about Ateez so many times. Actually I think Xdinary Heroes have lore too, I'm anticipating their comeback FINALLY. Yeah some of Aespa lore is so corny and the way they put Kwangya and Naevis in the lyrics is so annoying, why can't you be more subtle hellooooo. I was talking about Enhypen and their vampires/werewolves story, but their recent comeback didn't reference them and I was so disappointed I also disliked the song, but that's another story

The song titles are pretty strong and straightforward I wanna know moreeeee, which one is the TT. Idk bestie many people like the squares?! If you don't have a lot of space then yeah they're better, but everything inside will be smaller ughhhh, idk if they did it randomly or because we're back to Halateez, regardless I'm not too happy. Also it says PHOTOBOOKLET not PHOTOBOOK what if it's not as thick as usual, I'm worried 😭 I live for the photobooks, why are we downgrading come oooooon. I saw the re-design it was better, but I saw Atinys who were like OMFG ATEEZ DESIGNS ARE ALWAYS SO GORGEOUS!!! To each their own, but have you seen other album covers uhmmm Ateez can't compare I'm sorry. And someone got ratioed for being unGraTeFuL omfg stfu, people are allowed to complain, stop riding KQ's dick so hard... I got 3 signed albums! I also joined 3 video call events so far, hopefully I win something <3 a photo teaser should drop soon the no time stamps thing pisses me off, but look like I'll be awake for today's concept photo, it better be good

THAT GIF DJSUDJSJSHSHSHS FORGOT HOW ANNOYING HE WAS BUT THAT'S BB HWA FOR SURE

Size kink is not here miss, Mingi and Yunho are taller than me, but not that tall, if I wear high heels we're pretty much the same height. They didn't play Fireworks :/// I missed Answer and SMN

Oh I didn't know Dean comes to Canada often also where is he? Maybe I missed something because I don't keep up with him. Yes most fans are pissed at Sunmi, but some have no problem with NFTs. A.C.E's US label wanted to invest in them, people ratioed that label's CEO and they cancelled it sufhjshdjshdhrj so fucking funny. Also this happened, I was like NOOOOO DON'T DO IT TO MY NUGU GIRLS. OMFG Kun did it? That's shitty :( Hybe is really into NFTs rn it's yikessss

Well if I can't get vampire Hwa I will be the vampire instead idc, his neck and arms look delectable...😋 omfg your friend met Mr Hutaaaaa 👀 some idols probably don't know the shit about AW, some are forced to work with him ehhh. I wanna see idols in more interesting clothes perhaps local designers, not the usual boring big names. Seriously when will Hwa have his own cover, Hyunjin and Felix and Chan, Minho too had solo or unit shoots, I'm waiting for Seonghwa 😭😭😭😭 and we all know man loves fashion and posing

The photos A KISS ON THE FOREHEAD BEFORE I SINK MY TEETH INTO HIS FLESH. Also Yunho trying to slice his neck?!??!

Please he's so cute with his MILF bag 😌 the likes tho, Shitstars are too delulu 💔 we're a lost cause. And one more - DV 💖

hi hello!!

What type of cat do you wanna be? I just wanna knead his back don't care about categories 😭

JFBWKDHSK ID WANNA BE THE CAT IN BUZZFEED WHEN THEY HAVE A CAT-INTERVIEW WITH THEM 😭😭😭 specifically the one that hwa holds <3 id perish,, kneading biscuits <3

YEAH !!!! i don’t think theres like a full on vampire fic in the ateez section,,,, i rmr reading one for exo it had like 40+ parts and is at 9.9 mil rn,,, so good, waiting for SOMEONE TO AT LEAST WRITE A TWILIGHT AU 😭😭 OH GOD I GENUINELY DESPISE THE PERIOD ONES EVERYTIME I SEE A VAMPIRE FIC AND I GO REWD IT AND IFS JUST OERIOD SEX THE WAY I RUN OUT 😭😭😭 HOW DOES ONE THINK OF THEM 😭😭😭 oh my god, as much as im ok with the aspect of alpha’s and stuff the breeding kink in the abo section is INTENSE 😭😭🤚🏼NO LITERALLY LIKE MAKE IT SOMETHING THAT’S MAYBE JUST REGULAR WHY U GOTTA BREED 🔫 BRMWDHWJGDWK ALL OF THE BLOOD 😭😭🤚🏼

“didn’t mean to play push and pull” AND HERE U ARE DOING THE EXACT AND LIKING IT 🤚🏼🔫 HES INTO ETL FOR SURE HE’S THE TYPE TO READ ARRANGE MARRIAGE AU’S AND ETLS AND RIVALS TO LOVERS 1000% omg right like i see fans go “omg don’t pressure them into showing abs u literally don’t deserve them” and then a month later when the abs are shown its like a whole diff scenario,,, YEAAH !!!! EXACTLY !!! tbh they don’t even need to have abs,,, like just have a stomach that’s all good with us <3 eat and have some chubby cheeks and id cry <3

LMFAOOOO BFWMBDWKJDKW IT WAS A GOOD JOKE I KEPT LAUGHING AT IT TOO FBFBFBF its like vampires are the ancestors to mosquitoes,, mf wont leave us alone 😭😭 HELLOOO?????? MOVE THE FUCK OUT OF UR PLACE WHAT THENFUCKFHWKDJJWL

EXACTLY THE EXECUTION GOT LAZY WITH THE NEW EXPERIMENTS THEYVE BEEN DOING 😭😭 bruh tbh the lore makes everything more interesting personally,,, NO IF THE LORE IS TOO CONFUSING JUST??? DONT?? PAY ATTENTION TO IT??? 😭😭 enjoy the music bro 😭😭 IM EXCITED FOR XDINARY HEROS THEY SEEM TO HAVE A COOL CONCEPT yEah THE “my nævis we love u” no bro 😭😭 u don’t 😭😭 ENHA HAS A WEREWOLF THEORY?????????????????????????????????????????? HELLO????????????????

RIGHT i so think the first one is the title,,,, with them teasers out i def think it’s that 😮‍💨😮‍💨 THE MAIN ISSUE WITH THE SMALL ONE IS THAT (i don’t mind them tbh) but everything jUST SO SMOLL 🤏🏼🤏🏼 and like the booklet be closing randomly if ur holding it and wHAT ABT THE PHOTOGRAPHY WE WANTED TO SEE IT BIG BUT 😭😭 GET THE FUCK OUT IT SAYS PHOTOBOOKLET??? GOD WHATD WHJFHWKDHWK OK I CHECKED ,,, IN THE SMN (and all the ones with squares) ERA THE PHOTOBOOK WAS ALSO CALLED PHOTOBOOKLET,,, no ur so right as much as the minimalism is good sometimes,,,, maybe it’s better for a nicer album and ditching the minimalistic side,, i don’t mind either but sometimes a new side is good to test too 😭😭 atz on their way to hire atinys WAIT RLY??? damn can’t have no opinions in atinyvile YOU GOT THEM??? BESTIE LESSGOOOOO MANIFESTING SEONGHWAS SIGNED ALBUMS FOR UUUU !!!!! AAAAA I HOPE U GET IN !!!!! omg did u get the digipack???? tbh that digipack sounds kinda promising but it’s only for americans and 🔫🔫🤚🏼🔫🤚🏼🤚🏼 me and my friends were up all might trying to see what hour they’d drop them and everytime they didn’t we’d call it a scam 😭😭😭

but,,, that ain’t san,,, that thor

THAT GIF DJSUDJSJSHSHSHS FORGOT HOW ANNOYING HE WAS BUT THAT'S BB HWA FOR SURE

BDKQHDKS EXACTLY 😭😭 MAKES ME WANNA REWATCH IT JUST FOR HIM and he’s sO FINE 😭😭😭 be was also so whipped i felt bad for him when his family never let him see his mom when she passed

Size kink is not here miss, Mingi and Yunho are taller than me, but not that tall, if I wear high heels we're pretty much the same height. They didn't play Fireworks :/// I missed Answer and SMN

i am literally on my way, booking the MF flight to come and sTEAL UR LEGS RN GIVE ME SOME INCHES I JUST NEED TWO MORE HELLO IF U ARE DONATING PLS LMK FBWKFEJ GOFUNDME <333 NAURRRR U MISSED SMN ???? 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

OH HE COMES HERE OFTEN !!!! he’s finally releasing an album after like 5 years bestie bfwmbd,,, sunmi’s response to it had me 💀 LMFAOOOO THE WAY KPOP FANS BULLY COMPANIES INTO DOING THIS IS SO CHAOTIC FBFBFB NUGU GIRLIES FBWNDHQKDHWK PLS 😭😭😭 YEAH KUN DID IT ITS STILL UP ON HIS IG,,, hybe’s stocks going 📉📉📉

LMFAOOOO NFBWNDBSM I SUPPORT THIS HUNGER !!!! no fr and she’s younger than me (exchange student thing that is why) and everytime i see her stories its her at a btob meeting or concert or fanmeet,, im like go yOU I GET FREE CONTENT FBFB yEAAH THEY PROBS DONT but ain’t CL his bestie 🔫 yEAAAH LIKE HOW BP DID TO THE HANBOKS FROM A LOCAL STYLISTS STUFF LIKE THAT WOULD BE RLY BENEFICIAL,,, sEONGHWA FOR VOGUE OR ELLE WHEN THE DAY IT HAPPENS MODEL HWA AU HWA WOULD BE RISEN

The photos A KISS ON THE FOREHEAD BEFORE I SINK MY TEETH INTO HIS FLESH. Also Yunho trying to slice his neck?!??! Please he's so cute with his MILF bag 😌 the likes tho, Shitstars are too delulu 💔 we're a lost cause. And one more - DV 💖

KISS ON THE FOREHEAD AND A BITE??? DBDBFBFBD HIS MILF BAG STOP I SCREAMED 😭😭😭😭 he looks so fine there,,, him in normal clothes is so >>>> shinestar’s will always give the most rando video of seonghwa more them 1K likes

bestie we got a quizzz !!!!

#✉️ : ask #dv 💖 anon

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under-the-cherrytree · 3 years

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Prince Amane Yugi, Teru, and Tsukasa x reader part two❣︎

THIS IS PART TWO TO THIS

Warnings: None

Requested by @curtainhearts

A/n: Yay I really liked writing this and thought it deserved a part two!! Thanks for requesting part two!

I feel like Hanako is fluffy and Tsukasa is a bit yandere…? I’M SORRY-

Anyways, enjoy and have a good day/night!

You sat in the front of your house, waiting. It was dark and you held a small candle that didn’t provide much light.

“Hellooooo! I could get kidnapped any second!” You pouted “Are you just going to watch?!”

You heard a light chuckle from the dark.

“Were you seriously just waiting for me to show up~?” A familiar voice said. You heard footsteps and slowly saw the prince with amber eyes becoming clear in view.

“Yeah I did! And were you just going to watch me all night!” You pointed at him, still sitting on the ground.

“Of course not… I just got here!” He cheekly smiled, offering you one of his hands which you accepted. It’s been a couple months since the boy saved you from the alleyway. Over time he began visiting you and you two became close.

You later learned that he had no interest in becoming king. This came as a shock to you. Anyone would kill for his throne and he wanted to give it away? He told you once before that his parents never wanted his younger twin on the throne for reasons he didn’t say. So he was quite stressed out. That’s all he told you. He isn’t the type of person to vent, but you could tell this was deeper than it seemed.

“You know a pretty girl like you shouldn’t be out at night~” He leaned closer to you which you blushed too.

“Yeah well I wanted to…” You whispered and he grinned.

“Alight…” His grip on your hand became tighter as his grin grew wider “I have a place I want to show you!”

“Really? Where?” You asked.

“It's a surprise~” He stuck his tongue out and you rolled your eyes. He started to run with you, hand in hand, staying at a pace you could keep up with.

“Amane! Where are we going?” You catched up to him.

“I said it’s a surprise!” He turned to you for a moment. You pouted at him stubbornly but gave up.

After a while of running you ended up in front of a wall.

“Where are we Amane?” You traced my hand along the wall feeling every carving in it.

“It’s the castle wall.” Amane said and your head quickly turned to look at him.

“T-THE CASTLE WALLS-?!” You screamed but stopped when you saw the smirk on his face “Why would you bring me here..?”

“I want to show you something inside the walls!” He put his head on the back of your head and pushed you into his chest. Before you could react, a small white orb with red in the middle circled you two. Before you knew it you were inside the castle garden. You looked around for the wisp but it was gone.

“How…?” You questioned.

“Cool right! This is the castle garden! Isn’t it beautiful?” He looked around. The dark cloud that was covering the moon faded away revealing a beautiful scene. You followed his gaze to see beautiful flowers lined up in place. The moon hit off the flowers giving it a small glow to it. A small pond made a calming sound as the water flowed through a small man made creek.

It was… gorgeous…

“It’s beautiful...” You turned to him.

“I thought you might like it here, I think it’s a beautiful place to look at the stars” He smiled, hugging you closer to him. He leaned on a tree with you in his arms. You blushed and leaned into his chest as you two looked at the stars. We sat there for a few minutes before he broke the silence.

“I want to tell you something y/n…” Amane said, his voice serious.

“What is it…?” You looked up at him.

“You have changed me in a big way… I am actually very excited to be king now because of you!” He smiled.

“Really?” You looked at him shocked.

“Yes really…”

“But you complained about being king often… why the change?” You turned so you were facing him. He smirked and placed a hand on your back, pulled you closer to him.

“I can’t wait to be king so I can change the rules in this kingdom so I can marry you!”

“Marry me…?” You looked up at him processing his words.

“Yes, I will make a king marrying a commoner legal, how does that sound~?”

Your cheeks instantly turned red.

“To marry me?! Why do you want to marry me..?!” Your cheeks only got warmer with every word you said.

“Because I love you”

Your e/c orbs shot up to his amber ones. He started to close the gap slightly as you felt his breath against your lips.

“May I..?” He asked, giving you a choice in the matter even though he was the prince. You nodded and he connected your lips with his. His lips were soft on yours. He slowly broke the kiss and looked at you.

“I love you y/n” He said a little above a whisper.

“I love you too Amane…”

“I’m glad…” He smiled.

The wind blew your h/c hair as you sighed. You leaned on your balcony rail and closed your eyes waiting. Ever since that day it was a normal routine for Teru to sneak out to see you. This tradition has been going on for around a couple months now and no one found out so far. You started to grow feelings for the boy but you couldn’t confess. I mean you are just a village girl, he’s supposed to marry a princess.

“Y/n!” Teru launched his red beads up to you. He climbed up and once he was inches away from your face you had a smug grin.

“You still never told me where these beads are from and what they are used for…” You said and he laughed.

“And like I tell you every time… magic”

“I don’t believe in magic!” You poked his cheek as he blushed slightly.

“Heehee, well I do…”

“Aw look, the prince believes in magic! So cute!” You continued to poke his cheek until he grabbed your hand.

“I think you are cuter~” He kissed the back of your hand and you blushed wildly.

He laughed and kept your hands interlocked with each other.

“You know I had a younger brother and sister, right?” He looked down at you.

“I do.” You smiled.

“One day I would love to introduce you to them!”

“Really?! Am I even allowed in the place?!”

“Of course… I would make sure you get in.”

“Omg that sounds so awesome! I can meet your siblings! You do talk about them a lot”

“Heehee, I do…” Teru rubbed the back of his neck. There was a brief moment of silence and you turned to Teru. He had a serious yet annoyed face as he looked down.

“Teru… what's wrong..?” You asked.

“Oh nothing, just stressed lately I guess.” Teru sighed and turned to you.

“Why?”

“My father wants me to marry a princess…” He trailed off.

“Oh.” You froze. Why… You knew you couldn’t necessarily marry him but you didn’t want to see him marry someone else.

“But I don’t want to marry any of the other princesses.” He looked into my eyes, “I want to marry you.” My cheeks turned bright red.

“M-ME?!” You asked.

“Yes. You are the first person to treat me as an actual person and not just a prince… y/n, will you please be my princess?”

“Woah woah woah! I can’t just marry you right now…”

“Oh right, don’t village people date first..?”

“Yeah…”

He nervously chuckled a bit.

“Princesses and princes don’t normally do the whole dating thing… most of us are set up with each other and if princes are lucky we get to choose a princess…”

“That sounds terrible…” I looked down.

“Y/n, will you date me?” He smiled.

“Yes!” You smiled happily blushing.

“And one day, with your consent of course, I will marry you.”

You smiled. Happiness filled you.

“Of course!”

You sighed as you opened the door of your small house. You placed your groceries on the table as you sighed from the long day. You heard a thud upstairs which made you look up.

Your blood went cold when you realized someone was in your house.

And it was from your bedroom.

You grabbed the small crossbow next to your table and slowly went upstairs. As you approached the door you loaded the weapon. As soon as you opened the door, amber eyes met yours.

“Heya Y/n! Cool weapon you got there!” Tsukasa smiled at you. Ever since that day in the alley, you saw him around town. But in your house… he has to leave.

You looked at him annoyed. “What the hell are you doing in my house?”

“I wanted to see you!” He slowly approached you even though you still had the crossbow in hand.

You sighed as you put the crossbow down.

“That’s good~” He kicked the weapon to the otherside of the room so you couldn’t get to it.

“So what do you want?” You scoffed.

“I wanted to see if you changed your mind!”

“Yugi… I already told you I’m not going to change my mind… I’m staying here.” You looked at him sadly. You didn’t just want to tell him no but you couldn’t just go with him.

“Come on y/n! You said that so many times... Just come with me!” He grabbed your hand and you backed away.

“Yugi I can’t just leave! I’m sorry but no.”

“No..?”

Before you could react further he pinned you to the wall.

“But I want you to say yes…” His bangs covered his eyes.

“I-I’m sorry Yugi… can you not..!” You slightly pushed him but he didn’t budge. He leaned in closer to you which made you blush a lot more. A smirk appeared and a giggle escaped his lips.

“I should be more gentle with the girls! Sorry!” He backed away. You started to make your way to the crossbow but stopped when a pair of arms went around your waist.

“Nooooo you don’t need that weapon~!” He pouted “I won’t hurt you~”

“Says the guy who broke into my house!” I looked down at him.

“Hehe sorry not sorry~!”

You rolled your eyes and leaned into his chest. He sat on your bed and you sat next to him.

“So will you come with me?” He leaned closer to you.

“No… why do you want me to come with you so bad anyways?” You turned to him.

“Because I love you!” He smiled. You blushed hard to which he smirked.

“I’m still not going with you ex-prince!”

“Can I stay here then~?” He whispered into my ear.

“Fine..! You can stay here but not for too long!”

“Yay!” He hugged you “I can sleep in y/n’s bed!”

“WAIT-”

#amane x reader #teru x reader #tsukasa x reader #tsukasa yugi #yugi amane #yugi twins #teru minamoto #tbhk x reader #tbhk #toilet bound x reader #toilet bound hanako kun #yugi tsukasa #jbhk #hanako x reader #hanako kun

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lovenhlboys · 3 years

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From A Distance (E.Pettersson X Reader)

Chapter 3

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A/N: Hellooooo there!!! here is the next chapter, sorry it took me so long, I hope the others will not take nearly as long!! anyways, I really hope you like it and lmk what you think PLEASE!!! Also biggest thanks to Ash cause like, why not, she’s helped me with this and literally everything😂😂

ALSO this one is from both of their POVs, so the change in POV is signalized by:

Y/N= regular ELIAS= italics

(any other info is on the masterlist)

Warnings: lots of cursing, mentions of Pretty Little Liars, another attempt at Swedish (if its wrong pls lmk) I think thats it, if you think I missed a warning please inform me!!!

Summary: Brock has a plan... he executes it.

Word Count: 2.7k

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PRESENT (thoughts) ---------------

For you, your hardcore crush on Elias was very secretive. Only you, Quinn, and Marky know about it and you are not about to tell anyone else. Elias, he’s so funny, his humor is the exact same as yours and he never fails to make you laugh, even though he barely talks to you. He makes fun of your brother, just like you, and is extremely quick-witted with his comebacks.

And as for Elias, he's the only one who knows about his feelings, because he has worked hard to suppressed them. She has the best laugh. Elias tries his hardest to make her laugh whenever he can because every time he hears it makes his chest fill with warmth.

He has the best style and it’s so fun to see what he wears. Every once in a while there are a few questionable items, but overall, he always looks great. You love to see that he’s willing to take those fashionable risks. It’s better than what every other hockey player wears. The go-to of shorts and a t-shirt with a beanie.

She looks amazing in everything that she wears without even trying. She could be in a dirty sweatshirt and sweatpants and he would still think she was the most beautiful girl he's ever seen. Her hair, her shoulders, the curve of her hips and back, all of it was perfect. But his favorite thing had to be her legs, they went on for days and the contour of her muscles was so beautiful to him. Safe to say any day she wore shorts, Elias had to try extra hard not to stare.

He has the most beautiful face you've ever known. His jawline was immaculate, like nothing you'd ever seen. His light golden blonde hair was so unique and it reflected the light in the prettiest way, at every angle. His smile, while dorky, was also something you couldn't stop yourself from staring at, always making you smile too, at how adorable he looked when he was happy.

She is totally off-limits.

He doesn’t like you.

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PRESENT

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You loved your brother, but my god could he be stupid sometimes. He’d texted you TWENTY minutes ago to meet him in the break room and he still wasn’t there. You’d texted him 7 times and he hadn’t responded. You had started to text him an eighth time when the door opened.

“There you ar- Oh. Hi Elias, what’re you doing here?” instead of your brother, like you had thought, it was the gorgeous swede, wearing a pair of glasses that complemented all of his features, a light blue sweatshirt, a backwards snapback, and a nice pair of black sweatpants...needless to say he looked quite sexy. Especially compared to you, you were wearing one of Quinn’s Canucks sweatshirts (that you definitely didn't steal), leggings, you had your hair up, you didn't have any makeup on so you looked, well, not sexy (in your opinion).

“Uh, hi Y/N, um is Brock here?” he asked as he closed the door behind him and looked around the room.

“No, he told me to meet him here like 20 minutes ago and he still isn’t here,” you said.

“Weird, he told me to meet him here like 15 minutes ago,” Elias explained.

You shake your head and laugh, knowing exactly what’s happening.

“What?” he asked, reasonably confused as to what’s going on.

“Elias can you do something for me?” you asked, he nodded. “Go try and open that door, please,” you instructed him.

He walked up and just like you were thinking, the door didn’t move.

You laughed again then shouted, “OH, FUCK YOU BOESER!!”

“What’s happening right now?” Elias said tugging at the door still.

“Brock is a FUCKING CHILD is what’s happening, he locked us in.”

“What? Why?”

“Who knows?” you, that’s who. You knew precisely why Brock would want to lock the two of you in together. Because his best friend didn’t like you and he wanted the two of you to get along. You pulled this trick on Brock and his friend Julia, in high school when they had a big fight.

“Well, how long will he keep us in here?” Elias questioned.

“Why, do you have somewhere to be?” you asked him.

“No, I’m just wondering.”

“Don’t want to be alone with me that long?” You said with a laugh, even though you weren’t joking (he didn’t have to know that).

“What? No, why would you think that?” he seemed genuinely upset at your suggestion.

“I don’t. It’s just- never mind” you stopped yourself.

“Y/N, what is it?” he pushed.

“I don’t know,” you said, then you gave in to his request, “it’s just that you never want to be alone with me, and you never talk to me, I just assumed you didn’t like me”

Elias let out a loud laugh and sat down next to you on the couch, “Why wouldn’t I like you? You’re my best friend’s little sister.”

“Well let’s see the evidence shall we…”

You went on to describe the events of the summer party at Bo’s house in August of 2019. The night you felt confirmed your suspicions that the swede didn’t like you.

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FLASHBACK

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It was early August so you were wearing a white short-sleeved blouse with pink flowers, and a white denim mini skirt. You and Brock had arrived late because Brock was trying to get his hair all “floofy and perfect”

As you walked in, you said hi to everyone, made your rounds of greetings. Once you finished, you ended up right where you thought you would, talking with Thatcher and Troy. As you were talking, you made eye contact with Elias across the room and waved at him. But he didn’t wave back or smile or nod like you were expecting, he rolled his eyes and turned around.

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PRESENT

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Elias stopped you there

“Wait wait wait, that’s is not what happened” he dismissed your details of the story.

“Yes, it is! I waved and you looked so annoyed!” you insisted.

“Ok, this is what I remember...”

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FLASHBACK

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Elias was talking to Brock about God knows what. Brock was in the middle of talking when he glanced over and saw Y/N, Troy, and Thatcher all talking to each other. He was looking at Troy who was pointing at Y/N and Thatcher making kissy faces. Implying what he was afraid of: Thatcher and Y/N were together in some way. So yeah, he rolled his eyes and turned around, because he was a little hurt and a lot jealous. (though that's not exactly what he told you)

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PRESENT

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“I rolled my eyes and turned around because I thought It was so ridiculous to think that you would ever like Dems,” liar, “like I thought Stech was being stupid, that would make no sense YOU liking HIM,” he laughed, he’s a lying liar who lies. Though he did think that wasn’t even possible. Having seen how annoyed she gets around Thatcher now, the thought that she’d ever like him in a way that was anything more than ‘annoying friend that I have to deal with’ Seemed inconceivable. She is so far out of his league it’s not even funny.

You didn’t say anything, just looked down at your feet. The boy you have a very hardcore crush on right now is talking about his good friend that you had a minor crush on back then.

Elias could apparently tell you weren’t telling him something “...Y/N”

“Mhmm” you hummed, still no eye contact.

“What is it?”

“Uhh, so, here’s the thing,” you said sounding quite guilty, “I may or may not have, you know, hadacrushonthatcher… back then” you mumbled.

Elias was silent for about 5 seconds and it felt like you had died and come back to life within those seconds. “I’m sorry, did I hear that right?”

“I don’t know,” you turned to the door, “hey Brock, now that you’ve humiliated me, may we leave? I would like to go home and wallow in my self-pity.”

“No, wait Y/N. It’s fine, why does it matter? You don’t like him now?” he correctly assumed.

“God no, ew,” you scoffed.

“Ok, so why does it matter?” he genuinely wanted to know.

“It doesn’t, I guess. I just don’t want you to think I like him is all” God he’s going to figure it out.

“Yeah, no. I’ve seen how annoying he is'' Elias replied. Thinking the only reason she didn’t want him to know was that you liked a certain friend of his. The other Swede in the group. Since the incident at Brock and Y/N’s place, he has come to learn that they aren’t together, he’s familiar with the term “cuddle buddies” now which doesn’t make any sense. But he can’t deny how Y/N and Jacob act around each other. Sure, Quinn explained that they don’t think of each other as anything more than that. He even said that Marky goes on dates all the time. Even still, he knows he’ll never be the one Y/N has her eyes on, and even if she went crazy and did think of him that way, he could never act on it. Brock would kill him, and as he keeps having to remind himself: his friendship and on-ice chemistry is too important to risk.

“Yeah well, Marky’s great too,” he said, pulling your attention from the way he looked in those glasses, and that hat...damn.

“...Yeaaaah?” you said, suddenly quite confused as to where he was going with this. You nodded your head, wordlessly telling him to continue.

“And, uh, I think he’s great… really…. great'' he almost seemed annoyed by what he was saying. More importantly, you were extremely lost.

“Elias, stop being vague. You're confusing me,” you said plainly.

“What Y/N, do you not know what I'm getting at?” he said, assuming you knew what he meant, continuing to stay all vague and Swedish.

“Obviously not,” you rolled your eyes and looked back at his still annoyed face.

“You and Marky? I think he's great...you know…” he paused and took a deep breath, then mumbled, “for you”

You burst out laughing, “Elias Fredrik Pettersson”

“Fredrik?” he whispered to himself with a smirk at the way you said his full name.

“I’m not dating, nor do I want to date Jacob Markstrom.”

“Yeah right,” he said in his classic sarcastic tone.

“I don't! Our personalities clash so bad! Have you not noticed that?” you shouted trying to make it clear to him.

“I mean, I don't know” his face was turning red at his seemingly wrong and laughable accusation.

“Ok, Elias, look at me,” he did with his goddamn beautiful eyes, “Think about it,” you told him.

And he did as you said.

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FLASHBACK

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One night, in particular, stood out, it was about 4 weeks ago and the Canucks were on the road. Quinn and Elias were sitting on Quinn’s bed. The door burst open, Y/N ran in, Jacob following close behind.

Y/N sat next to Quinn and tucked her head into his neck.

“Woah, Y/N/N what’s wrong?” Quinn held her head and hit pause on the episode of Pretty Little Liars they were in the middle of watching. Elias turned and watched the events, knowing he’s most likely going to just be an observer for the rest of this interaction

She pulled her head out of Quinn’s neck. At this point all of them were sitting up, Jacob on his bed, the other three all on Quinn’s, “Marky is an ASS,” she said, looking directly at Marky.

“I am not, she’s being a drama queen,” he defended himself.

“I’m sorry have you met her?” Quinn laughed, “She’s literally the complete opposite of a drama queen”

“Fine, ask her what happened then” Jacob gestured at Y/N.

“Y/N/N” Quinn asked her to continue.

“Well” she started, “this dumbass Giraffe tried to get me to talk to the ever so beautiful Gabriel Landeskog.”

“How is that so horrible, he’s such a nice guy?” Jacob seemed genuinely confused.

“I’m not social Marky!! I don't do that, he so hot and I looked like an idiot.”

“No, you didn’t. oh my god,” Jacob said, rolling his eyes. “du är precis som Elias (you are just like Elias)”

“aj (ouch)”

“God, I hate it when you guys do that” Quinn whispered.

Y/N continued, “JACOB, I said, and I QUOTE, ‘Woah, damn’ and then stood there staring at him like an IDIOT”

“You did not?” Quinn said, laughing.

“Huggy, I swear to god, I will slap you” she turned and looked at Quinn with legit murder in her eyes.

“Ok, but yeah, Marky you don’t do that shit to Y/N. She’s just like me, we don’t socialize well.”

“I don’t get it, like I know you’d rather stay in when I want to go out, I just didn’t think it was this bad.”

“Fuuuuuuuuck,” she said, shoving her hands in her hair, “I looked so stupid. And did I mention HE’S HOT”

“Wow, you really have a thing for Swedes, huh?” Quinn quipped.

Her eyes widened. “Quinn Hughes, shut the actual fuck up” she shoved the giggling defenseman. Quinn just stayed laying down and continued to laugh, he then looked at Jacob with a knowing glance and a grin, and Marky giggled. Elias assumed it was because Jacob was aware of Y/N’s feelings.

Elias had been observing this interaction from afar, afar meaning about 2 feet away on the opposite side of the bed. He completely agreed with her, if he was shoved into an uncomfortable situation with someone he’s never met, he’d act just about as stupid as she did. And even he had to admit, Gabe Landeskog is hot as FUCK.

“Ok, Y/C/N/N, I’m sorry. But I didn’t know it was that bad. Side note, how come all of my close friends except for like 3 are super antisocial. I mean look in this room. You three are the exact same.”

“Wow… this right here, THIS is why you are only good for hugging” she gets up and walks over to the other bed where Marky is sitting.

“You’re so sweet to me, you know that?” sarcasm evident in his tone, he hugs her.

“Marky, you know I’m not sweet.”

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PRESENT

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Elias grinned to himself at that. She was right, she’s not sweet. She’s not mean but she surely isn’t sweet. Just like him. And she was the perfect amount of smartass, beautiful, loving, funny, antisocial, tough, and strong. She was literally everything he could’ve wanted.

Before he let himself get too lost in that thought of her again, he responded “ok, yeah I guess.”

“Didn’t Quinn tell you that I don't like Marky like 10 times?”

“Yeah, but I just- the way you guys act around each other. It just would make sense.”

“Well, now you know.”

Silence filled the room once more, you looked over at Elias. he was smiling and looking down at his hands. You continued to be mesmerized by just how beautiful the boy in front of you looked. With his backwards snap back and sweats, it seemed as though he had just thrown on a random outfit, and to anyone else that was probably what they would think. But that didn't matter to you, he was just so pretty and it filled your brain with too many thoughts. thoughts that you knew you shouldn't be having about him because he clearly wasn't your biggest fan. But that got you thinking even more (which is dangerous), he was acting different, it seemed as though he had let his guard down. He's never done that with you, in fact it felt like when you were around him, his guard was reinforced. He looked a little softer, sweeter, the guy you met at the Dice-and-Ice gala, you think. All you wanted was for that guard to stay down, giving you access to the guy you had a crush on, not just his hard outer shell.

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kayleigh-hilton · 3 years

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Able

Hellooooo! This is a story that follows Able's life as he's now grown up a bit and is beginning to follow in his fathers footsteps. I have looked for fanfics like this one but can't seem to find any, so i'm making it myself for hopefully more people to enjoy. Please keep in mind this is my first time trying something like this!! <3

Summery: Y/n is a young adult who somehow managed to grow up immersed in the sam crow lifestyle. With a father who owns a garage and has a patch - she lives at his side yet still has to navigate her own way through this strange life half in and half out of the club.

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Chapter 1:

You brought the shot of clear liquid up to your lips, took a breath in and tilted your head all the way back and let the vodka pour down your throat. You lent back into the bar as you felt the burn flow down into your stomach. You kept your head tilted up to the ceiling with your eyes staying closed as you tried to process the day you had just had. Working in the garage your dad owns normally runs smoothly considering you left collage with a business degree and are very good at the job you do. Today however was the most stressful day in a long time, the garage is running into some money troubles these past few months. You have been able to come up with solutions until now. Standing in the bar you wait patiently for your father, so you can offload onto him and hope he has some wise advice, like he always does.

The door makes a loud noise against the wall as it swings open, this signals the club are out of their meeting. The men don't seem to be making much noise showing that nothing too eventful is happening for the MC right now. Secretly this made you relieved, you worried about your dad and the clubs extra curricular activities when things got intense. The worry never went away no matter how many years passed. Your father had been a part of the club for eleven years now, joining three years after you had both moved to charming. He was a mechanic and a motorbike lover - just perfect. You were fourteen when he patched in and even then you knew that it could be dangerous at times. He had bought an old plot of land full of old ruble that he later found out had belonged to the club in the past. It had been a garage and bar when they owned it and he had done the exact same thing with the plot, it was the perfect place for a car garage. Once he had been in the club for a good few years that's when he added a bar to the lot and the rest is history. This lot has been the official club home again.

You realise someone crash down onto the stool next to you. As you turn to see the person your eyes stop on his ring clad fingers, the two enormous square rings - one with an S and an O the other with the N and last S, this confirming to you it was Able. The prospect who is behind the bar now getting to work on getting multiple beer bottles out of the fridges as fast as he can for the men gathering around. "hey darlin'" Able says deeply as he nudges your shoulder. You thought he was gorgeous but you would never go there. Next your eyes stop on his icy blue eyes, the complete opposite of his mothers but supposedly exactly the same as his fathers. Before staring to long you muster up a "hey baby" in a slow and bored tone. He lets out a breath through his nose "you want me to get your dad for you? you sound like you need him” Able could read you like a book, always knew when you were looking for your dad. You and him had a great relationship, you were playful with each other and had a lot of conversations filled with flirty banter, but you still could be serious with one another when it mattered. “Y/L/N” Able shouts out softly as he gets off his chair to leave, “someone over here waiting for you man”. He was always so sweet to you. You spot your dad weaving his way through a small crowd of bikers, smile on his face as he sees you. He looks exactly like a typical biker when he has his cutte on, probably scary to some if he wasn’t smiling, but he was a big softy when it came to you, his only daughter. Towering over you he leans down to give you a small kiss on the forehead. He tries to be involved in your side of the business as much as he can so he already knows what you are worried about. “baby, I know what you are gonna say to me. I was hoping I’d have a solution by now but not yet” he says to me in a hushed tone. “I’ve told Ellie to come down to the bar tonight, let her help you take some steam off, okay?” Ellie Winston, your best friend. THE best friend you’ve ever had. You lean into your father to hug him. “you are the coolest dad on the planet” even though his business could go under and a lot of the responsibility to fix it lays on you he still lets you live the kind of life a young person should.

As it’s a Saturday night, more and more people seem to be pouring into the bar as time is passing looking for a good time. Lots of the woman wearing revealing clothing trying to grab the attentions of the club members. You on the other hand didn’t bother going home to change, seen as it was only the clubhouse you deemed your outfit good enough. A pair of black skinny jeans hugging your legs, with a couple rips at the knees showing your pale skin and a couple random bruises. A dark tank top with your signature extremely over sized flannel draped over the top, one shoulder exposed. You liked to show off some of your tattoo, you knew lots of guys liked it too. You knew you were an attractive girl and you did get plenty of attention from guys but once they found out how deeply you could be connected to the club they back off or oppositely they try and act big around the guys and they get annihilated and you just cringe and never talk to them again. Ellie snaps you out of your daydream when she slaps a hand onto your upper back and shows you two glasses in her other hand. She is also sporting her signature look, her long mousy blonde hair down past her ribs, leather jacket over her shoulders as always. She smiles and takes a sip out of her glass. You widen your eyes at her and copy her taking a sip. “girl I am glad to see you, thank you” you say raising the glass a bit. “lets forget the day you have had and get some drinks down us tonight” you giggle a little and agree with her. She recently got married to someone who has no affiliation to club life at all so you see her a less now. You are happy for her, you know she has conflicted feelings towards the club. She blames them for her mothers death - as she should. She also has respect for the club as she knows her father died for them and her brother Kenny is now patched in. The club have been good to her, helping her step mother Lyla to give her and her siblings a good life as they grew up but she doesn’t want to keep strong connections with them anymore.

As the party carried on getting later on into the night you found yourself catching up with Wendy as Ellie played pool with her younger brother, having a well deserved catch up. She was Able’s mother, and since Jax passed she has been the best mother she could possibly be, she doesn’t work for or with the club so she has never gone back to drugs and has held down her other job. You loved Wendy and she loved you. You admired her and wanted to be as strong as her. You were doing a pretty good job at that too. Talking to her about her fiance Stella made you so happy for her, you could tell she was so filled with joy. You both lean back in laughter and that’s when you spot Able over at the pool table with one of Nero’s newer Diosa Norte girls underneath Able as she pretends she can’t play pool. Who cant figure out pool you think to yourself. Wendy notices you looking and pats you on the knee as she pushes herself up and gives you a wink. “Oh as if” you retort back to her. Maybe she wasn’t wrong though, that was a newer feeling and you weren’t sure if you liked it. Yes you flirt back and forth with Able but your relationship has never been more that friends. It couldn’t be, he doesn’t like you like that and it would be confusing for the club, your job and most importantly your dad. You get up to find your dad and say goodbye to some of the guys, attempting to push strange thoughts of Able to the back of your head.

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(A/N) This chapter was really uneventful but I promise there’s drama to come! Also all of the characters who weren’t dead in the last episode should be making appearances soon (the only reason they are tagged is because they will appear). Feel free to leave me feedback :)

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playthelaughtrack · 3 years

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Oh god the Lola Bunny boob thing reminds me of the Birds Of Prey thing with Harley Quinn. In Suicide Squad she was sexualized and treated as an object by the Joker. And in BOP she was an independent bisexual who looked way happier and was better off with Poison Ivy who actually loved her. And brown men were triggered because she didn’t have bigger boobs and wasn’t stripping. As a bi this makes me mad

HOOO BOOY I HAVE SOME OPINIONS SO BUCKLE UP KIDS

(they're not controversial or anything lmao but I feel as it's an important point of view most ppl don't talk about, or at least I, myself, don't hear very often)

Ok, here's what I think about the 'male gaze' in media, including a few examples such as Harley Quinn, Lola Bunny, Enid, and Jessica Rabbit.

I love both versions of Space Jam Lola. Original Space Jam Lola was pretty, entertaining, and is personally my favorite of Space Jam Lola's voices. Even still, she had problems in her characterization.

To properly explain, let's start off with what we know about her: She's gorgeous, she's good at basketball, and she doesn't like to be talked down to (being called 'Doll', in a similar fashion Dot Warner doesn't like to be called 'Dottie). But... What else? She isn't given much screen time. Even during the part where they actually play the game, a part in which she should thrive, she isn't shown much. For all we know, that first scene could've just been Bugs being bad at basketball, going easy on her. This isn't the case, but you could make that claimed based on how little time she got to show how good she is. She's here to serve as a romantic love interest for Bugs, and turn his whole 'schtick' on its head. Usually, he's the one who's clever and cunning, staying calm and rarely loosing his cool. With Lola, she takes that role from him, resulting in their dynamic, which would've been really fun to see play out more. Many guys (and gals) had crushes on her as kids, mainly for her body and charisma.

Now, let's talk about Space Jam: A New Legacy's Lola.

(Slight spoilers for the movie btw!)

Her characterization is much more fleshed out than before. She has goals and motives. Immediately, we know she's strong, faithful, and doesn't give up. All this time the toons were stuck in the Serververse, she had been training to earn a spot under freakin' Wonder Woman. She is shown to be brave, determined, and be athletically inclined. But you also may notice, she has a smaller chest. Many people had a problem with this. Passing around a picture of her updated character design (along with 'art from the movie', which turned out to be fan art), people got upset. A lot of people also agreed, saying "We don't need sexy characters is children's media!" I personally believe original Lola was written under what we call 'the male gaze', while Lola was written in an updated manner, to give younger girls a role model to look up to. We also have to remember that both Lola's are products of their time.

Enid is a conventionally attractive character she had a thin waist, large hips and thighs, and big boobs. BUT there isn't any indication for children that she is to be considered "pretty".

Conveniently speaking, Enid is very pretty (and so is her girlfriend). She's shown in the show to wear more revealing clothes (crop tops, short shorts, etc), but isn't given any time indicators to tell the kiddos, "Hey, this is the sexy one." You see, in classic cartoons, the 'hot' characters have certain musical elements added to their scenes to set their appeal. Kids don't know what is considered to be 'attractive', so the show sets it up for them. She's just a cool, strong, female role model.

What about characters like Hello Nurse or Jessica Rabbit?

Hello Nurse is usually used in the show for the 'Hellooooo Nurse!' joke, but was also set up in season 4 to be very intelligent. Still, she never usually gets speaking parts, so while she is a gorgeous person who just so happens to be smart. Though not a fantastic female role model, I still love her nonetheless. (And, I don't think she was really meant to be a role model anyway.)

And Jessica! She was smart, witty, gorgeous, a talented singer, and a faithful wife.

My point is, we can have sexy female role model characters as well. While I wished Lola could've still had her old personality, the new one was good too! People shouldn't have gotten mad with her redesign, but I also think they shouldn't have gotten rid of her 'attractiveness' and that comedy element she had with Bugs altogether. The same thing goes in reverse -- not all cartoons have to have a 'smart and hot' character.

#sorry if im rambling haha #dolls acme brand writing desk #talkin to lovelies in the ask box

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sylvie-writes · 3 years

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here’s what i’m thinking. it’s the 1940’s. y/n is on her first date w the lovely steve rogers. it’s lots of shy giggly fluff. syd, my fabulous companion, can you write something along the lines of this and i’ll swim across the atlantic to shower you and mags in kisses. love u xx

First Date Jitters

“Becs, what if he doesn’t like me. What if I annoy him?”

Bothered, you laid your arms on the vanity and groaned, annoyed by the mere thought of ruining this first date. Steve Rogers seemed like a dreamboat and the minute he asked you out on a date, your eyes formed hearts and you were floating on cloud nine.

“Honey, he asked you out on a date, didn’t he?

“Yeah, but y’all pushed him! Maybe he felt pity for me and-”

Tired of your rambling, Rebecca ran the brush through your hair a bit too harsh for your liking.

“Geez! What was that for, Barnes?”

She smirked and went back to brushing your hair, returning to gentle strokes from before.

“To shut ya mouth full of lies.” Her strong New York accent came through and you giggled. When Rebecca spoke with a said accent, she meant business and was going to get her point through regardless if you listened or not.

Eventually, you zipped your mouth, letting Becca work her magic with your hair and makeup. As she did so, your mind drifted off to the first time you had met Steve.

“Pleaseeeeee, Bucky’s bringing a friend for dinner. Don’t leave me in a room full of testosterone.”

Becca was down on her knees, clasping the hem of your dress. Currently, you were standing in the middle of a busy sidewalk, people passing and shooting funny glares. Embarrassed, you pulled at her arms, but to no avail, she wouldn't budge from her spot on the cement.

“Rebecca Barnes, get off the ground! You look like a fool!”

“Not till you say, yes. You know how many dinners you’ve turned down?”

Groaning, you agreed to go just this once. The last time you went to dinner, you made a complete fool of yourself, even though Rebecca said otherwise. Bucky’s naturally flirtatious nature and secretive winks made you read into the situation a bit too much. From then on you vowed to never show up at a dinner of theirs. You’d known Rebecca for almost five years, yet you still couldn’t forgive yourself for that first night.

“You know why I always refuse, Becca.”

She linked her arm in yours, now off the ground and ready to walk around town some more.

“I know, but Bucky does that to every friend I’ve brought home. Don’t worry, the other girls did way worse than you. In the end, Bucky just likes to hook, line, and sink em kind of thing.”

Rebecca laughed, punctuating her sentence, and at her words of assurance, you felt a bit relieved.

That night you knocked on the door, and within seconds it flew open. Rebecca, flour covered hands, held out her arms for an awkward hug.

“You didn’t chicken out this time!”

You gave her a set of squinted eyes and she lightly giggled, waltzing back to the kitchen. Just as you were about to follow, a certain someone stopped you. Blocking the doorway, a young man you had been trying to avoid stood before your much smaller figure.

“Hey! You showed up this time, angel! Sorry I know I kind of scared you off last time. I’m sure Becs has given you her opinion on me.”

Bucky scratched at the back of his neck, shyly looking into your eyes.

“No hard feelings, Buck.”

You gave the man a tight lipped smile and started to maneuver past him, when his arms reached out for your waist.

“Becca told you I brought a friend, right?”

Confused, you cautiously nodded.

“Well, I want you to meet him. Hey Punk! Get out here!”

Suddenly, a man, no smaller than yourself rounded the corner and smiled bashfully at you.

“Hi ma’am, name’s Steve Rogers.”

The man, Steve, held out a hand for you to shake, which you did. All of a sudden, you two started talking and before you knew it, Bucky had left to go tell Rebecca their plan had worked. As implied, dinner ended with Steve asking you out.

“Hellooooo, any one home in there?”

Rebecca playfully tapped your head, shaking you from your thoughts.

“Huh?”

“I’ve been trying to get your attention for the past five minutes. Thinking ‘bout Rogers, aren't ya?”

With a timid smile, you nodded, soon standing from the vanity seat and going to change. Your friend had done an amazing job on pinning up your hair and fixing your makeup. You almost felt like a million bucks. To compliment it all, your mother had even found you a little baby pink number. Quickly changing, you stepped out of the closet, twirling in the sea on the pink fabric. Rebecca gasped at the sight and immediately reached for the camera, taking a picture of you, mid laughter.

Checking your wrist watch, you suddenly heard the doorbell and practically ran for the door with Rebecca who was laughing so hard that she couldn’t keep up.

Swinging open the door a bit too excitedly, you found Steve’s grin dissipating. A bit disappointed with his reaction, you toned down the excitement, hoping he wouldn’t notice your sudden change in demeanor.

“Wow, doll. You look,” The young man swallowed the lump in his throat, “stunning. Absolutely gorgeous!”

At the words, your disappointment morphed into satisfaction, and you stepped out the door, hitching onto Steve’s arm, waving goodbye to your best friend.

“Don’t keep her out too late, Steven!”

Rebecca’s words followed you both down the hallway, causing some laughter from Steve, who seemed a bit uncomfortable. Worried once more, you decided to pry a bit.

“Is everything ok, Steve?”

He turned to you with wide eyes and shook his head to dispute your many apologies.

“I’m just a bit nervous, it’s not you! It's just that no girl as pretty as you has never gone out with me before.”

Steve’s cheeks turned rosy red, before he looked the other direction, not wanting you to see him like this. In his mind, one wrong move and you’d leave him for another.

Humbled at his comment, you took your free hand and turned his face in your direction. With a big smile, you planted a soft kiss on the corner of his lips, leaving the young man almost breathless.

“Don’t worry about me, Stevie. I’m not going anywhere, except where you take me.”

Confident by your actions, Steve stood a bit taller and led you out of the apartment building, excited for his first date with you.

You were tucked into Steve’s side, enjoying a small conversation with him. The two of you were quite the pair, nervously asking the other one a question, trying to get to know each other since this was your first date. They say opposites attract, but that was not the case with you and Steve. So far, he had told you of the endless days he’d spent in the hospital, and a part of you longed for him to be healthy, as that sounded like his one wish. Steve would go on and on about how Bucky had set him up on dates and it normally ended with Bucky having two girls around his arms instead of one. You could see Steve’s self-confidence faltering, so you decided to share your many failed-date stories, eliciting a laugh from the man at the few comedic ones.

The whole walk, you were so caught up in talking to the man, that the two of you almost passed the first place you were going to stop. Of course, you were clueless as to where Steve was taking you, so you would have kept walking if Steve hadn’t stopped and gently placed his hands over your eyes. You felt the man turn you around and walk you a few steps when finally he removed the makeshift blindfold that was his hands.

“We’re here! Rebecca told me how much you loved chocolate, so I figured you could pick a box of your choice.”

He smiled lovingly at you, as you squealed like a child on Christmas morning. Thrilled, you ran into the store, seeing a case of a variety of chocolates. Steve caught up and enjoyed your cute facial expressions as you scanned over the options. There was an endless amount of chocolate, all in different forms and unthinkable flavors. About to order, you pulled out your clutch when Steve halted your actions.

“Now you think I’m gonna let my girl pay for her own box of chocolates?”

“But Steve-”

Your date stood strong in his statement, and demanded that you pick whatever chocolate you wanted. After scowling at him for a bit, you finally caved and picked from the overwhelming selection behind the glass case. You and Steve shared a few samples, laughing at how you both were acting like wine samplers. Since your date was buying the box, you told him that you’d only allow him to do so, if he selected a few chocolates himself. Begrudgingly, Steve agreed and you both might’ve held up the line a bit with your indecisiveness.

Walking out, you were once again wrapped into Steve’s side, this time his jacket on your shoulders as the sun had gone down and the night chills had creeped out. So far, you could feel Steve becoming more and more comfortable as the two of you started to talk about whatever came to mind. Just as you thought the man was done with the surprises, he stopped in front of the movie theater.

“Steve-”

“Nope, this is our first date, and we are going to make it memorable!”

You chuckled at his persistence and decided to play along.

“Well what about this lovely chocolate, we can’t just toss it out yet?”

Steve took the box and stuffed it in the pocket of his jacket that was still hanging on your shoulders.

“Oooh is Steve Rogers breaking the rules?”

A cheeky grin formed on his lips, “Only because I really like you.”

The minute the words left his mouth, Steve’s ears started to turn cherry and you shyly giggled.

“Well, I really like you too, Steve Rogers.” With that, you kissed him, but this time on the lips. As you did so, you could feel his cheeks warming and a big smile twisted onto your lips, breaking the kiss.

“Oh Steve Rogers, what am I going to do with you?”

#steve rogers x reader

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vodkassassin · 3 years

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Hellooooo I heard that you are taking prompts!! May I propose crossdressing SQH? For the sect's mission or sth like that =))) and he pulls a very convincing disguise, with his knowledge as an author. Bonus if he can dance/sing/play instruments cuz I know he has it in him, being an overachiever he is (sorry for the rambling I just. Rly love him)

Don’t apologize! I love SQH too, so feel free to ramble away. My inbox is always open, even if you just want to gush about Shang Qinghua!

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“Everything is set up correctly?” Yue Qingyuan frets.

And it really is fretting, the way that the man hovers over the group of peak lords that have gathered around the meeting table, almost like a hungry hummingbird scoping out its next meal. The man is normally much more composed than this, a bastion of calm amidst any crisis, and it’s making everyone else high strung as well, now that he’s slipped.

“For the last time, Sect Leader,” Shen Qingqiu grouses tiredly from where he sits, as slouched as he’ll ever get, fan open and so close to his face that it’s pressed against his cheek and causing his words to slur slightly. “We have gone over every possible contingency. Shang-shidi will be as safe as if he is still within our very own sect.”

“Yes, I know,” Yue Qingyuan murmurs, still gazing concernedly down at the multiple shafts of papers that they’ve got spread out across the entirety of the table. There’s a crease in between his brows, and Shen Qingqiu doesn’t really blame the man for being so worried, not really.

It’s a big operation, what they’ve got going on here. Complex, precarious, and it’s so incredibly important that they get every minute detail correct in their handling of the situation, or all of Shang Qinghua’s hard work, years worth of it, will go down the drain faster than someone can snap their fingers.

Despite carrying himself with the calm distance of an immortal master, leader of one of the greatest sects in all of China, Yue Qingyuan is the most ardent Big Brother Type that Shen Yuan has ever met in either of his lives. The man obviously cares about each and every one of his martial siblings, and it’s very apparent in the way that he gets anxious like this whenever one of them is put into a dangerous situation.

Given what the situation entails — and what exactly they’re dealing with here — Shen Qingqiu definitely doesn’t blame him for his hovering.

But, by the heavens, he’s ready to grab him by the shoulders and force him into a chair. He is fully prepared to sit on the man himself just to get Yue Qingyuan to be still for five seconds.

“Shang Qinghua is not new to work like this,” Mu Qingfang says soothingly. His calming demeanor is only broken by the way the doctor reaches out a second later to redundantly adjust the placement of one of the papers that litter the table. A nervous tick. “Out of us all, it’s him who has the highest chance of success. That’s why we chose him.”

“I know,” Yue Qingyuan says again, more firmly this time. He folds his hands behind his back and stands straight, gazing down at the table between them all. “However, given the matter at hand, your shixiong believes it prudent to ensure that every possible avenue of failure be closely examined.”

“More than we already have?” Ju Qingsong complains. He’s slumped entirely over the table, and has been for the last two hours. “Zhangmen-shixiong, this lord thinks that you’re really being a mother hen, here. Shang-shixiong’s done this sort of thing before. He’ll be fine!”

“It’s Shang-shijie now, Qingsong,” Qi Qingqi slyly announces, pulling the door to the meeting room open with a flourish. “And look, our martial sister! She’s so pretty, isn’t she?”

“I still don’t see why it couldn’t have been you doing this,” Shang Qinghua grouches as he troops into the room behind her. “You’ve done stuff like this before, as much as I have, and you’re actually a girl.”

Shen Qingqiu turns away from the table, a word of good-nature’s ribbing ready at the top of his tongue, but he finds that he can’t deploy it. Not when his bro is standing right there and looking like a real, dainty and dignified young maiden of a noble, xianxia family.

The robes are what’s most shocking, at first, like a full frontal assault to what Shen Qingqiu has become used to in regards to his friend. Shang Qinghua prefers dark blues, indigos, and blacks, all in a durable and solid weave — so, to see him decked out in flowing silks of soft pastels and light trims and embroidery, is certainly a shock to the senses.

His hair is next on the list of differences, usually pinned up entirely in braids and a bun held together with sharp silver needles. Today, half of it falls down his back in a gentle wave, while the top half of it is carefully twisted up into a delicate looking hair ornament that sparkles subtly in the light of the night pearls that decorate the meeting hall’s ceiling.

All of this, paired with the tasteful arrangement of jewelry — earrings that accentuate his jaw in a way that makes it appear a softer line than it actually is, artful golden clasps around the crown of his head, with gemmed beads that hang on carefully positioned wires to frame the fall of his hair and make it look like a tumbling waterfall of golden waters — Shang Qinghua makes for a beautiful young mistress.

“Damn, bro,” he says, unable to stop himself.

Shang Qinghua turns and raises an eyebrow at him, and all Shen Qingqiu finds himself able to do is shoot his friend a thumbs up.

“Damn is right,” Ju Qingsong gives a low whistle, pushing himself up from the table. Both of his eyebrows have risen up to meet his hairline, and a large grin adorns his face. “Shang-shijie! You’re breathtaking! Isn’t she gorgeous, Qingsheng?”

Rong Qingsheng doesn’t answer the man. He’s too busy staring at Shang Qinghua with silent and intense eyes. Knowing what he does of the lord of the agricultural peak, Shen Qingqiu figures he’s busy cataloguing every minute detail of their martial brother’s — er, sister’s — new look.

Honestly, he doesn’t blame him at all. Shang Qinghua makes for a show-stopping beauty.

Seriously, what the hell?

“Didn’t I do such a good job?” Qi Qingqi preens. She reaches over and, with careful fingers, tucks a stray strand of hair behind Shang Qinghua’s ear.

The man ducks his head, slowly in mindfulness of his intricate up-do, but Shen Qingqiu is too busy having heart palpitations to make fun of him for it. From the way that his fellow martial brothers’ eyes have all widened imperceptibly, they’re having similar struggles.

Liu Qingge stands up from the table rather abruptly.

“Qi-shijie needs to go instead,” he demands, a scowl curving his brows downward.

Shang Qinghua lets out an exasperated puff of air and tilts his head back, chin rising up almost stubbornly, and it’s likely because he’s still not used to the added weight of the hair ornaments. What it does, though, is expose the curve of his neck, and Shen Qingqiu turns away from the sight of his bro entirely just to shoot their sect leader a look of trepidation. The man himself seems like his earlier anxieties have doubled.

“That’s what I said earlier!” Shang Qinghua complains, crossing his arms over his chest. He’s pouting, and oh god it makes the picture of him look all the more delicate. Has Airplane even seen himself in a mirror yet?! He needs to stop with the cute actions!

“I said ‘Qi-shimei is actually a girl! Like, we have an actual female peak lord, who doesn’t have to crossdress in order to sneak into the human trafficking ring to find their financial books!’” Shang Qinghua re-enacts, pout becoming even more pronounced. Shen Qingqiu is pretty sure that Liu Qingge’s grip on the table has just cracked the wood. “And you all were like, ‘But Shang Qinghua! You have more undercover experience!’ And I was like, ‘That’s bullshit!’ because you all know that Qi Qingqi’s peak actually specializes in espionage! Like, why is it always me that has to go undercover?! I’m An Ding! I deal with information networks, not field work!”

“Except, you do deal in fieldwork,” Mu Qingfang points out, gently. He sounds like someone has punched him in the gut. “Very often, in fact…. Zhangmen-shixiong, I-I don’t think—”

“That’s because you guys always make me go!” Shang Qinghua interrupts him, clearly needing to complain a bit more. “I mean, there are plenty of times I do it myself, sure, but that’s just because I know the job will be done right that way! But all the other times! Like now! Seriously, you guys, Qi Qingi is right there!”

“And we definitely should have listened to you, you’re right,” Shen Qingqiu says weakly, waving his fam in front of his face in the hopes that it’ll help with the faint flush he can feel assaulting his cheeks.

“It’s too late for second guessing,” Qi Qingqi says flippantly, shaking her loose hair behind her shoulders. “If we change things up now, the entire operation will have to be reworked from the ground up, and that’s just not possible with the time frame we have. If we want to take advantage of the opening we’ve been given to take down this trafficking ring, then we must proceed as planned.”

“I hate that I have to agree with you,” Shang Qinghua grumbles.

He takes a step forward, toward the table, and then stops, staring at his own chair with a complicated expression on his face. After a few moments, he sighs and looks up.

“All these layers are even more complicated than my peak lord formal attire,” he says, forlorn. “I… I have no idea how to sit down in them…. Shijie, help.”

Qi Qingqi cackles, loudly, before going forward and pulling the man’s chair out for him. She waves her hand at the seat and instructs Shang Qinghua on how to adjust his robes as he sits, and then goes on to comment that they will have to practice so that Shang Qinghua will be able to make the motions look flawless and befitting of the young noble lady that he will be impersonating.

None of the other peak lords move. They’re too busy looking anywhere but at the two shijie currently chatting away on the other side of the table. Well, Rong Qingsheng is studying them rather carefully, but that’s a given. Ju Qingsong is watching his friend with an amused (if wistful) expression, himself.

Shen Qingqiu shuts his fan with a flick of his wrist and lays his head down on the table, pillowing his eyes into his crossed forearms.

He supposes that he will have to resign himself to the unfortunate fate of actually worrying about his best friend while the other is gone, for the entirety of the mission. Airplane is just too pretty for his own good! It’s Shen Yuan’s job, as his bro, to be absolutely and wholeheartedly concerned about what might happen to him out there, especially in the situation he will be descending into.

Man, he really relates to Yue Qingyuan, now. Had the sect leader known just how pretty Shang Qinghua would be? Is that why he’d been so visibly apprehensive even from the beginning?

Shen Qingqiu thinks he might need a drink. He glances across the table, at Shui Qingyu, and finds that the brewery peak lord appears to be thinking the same. Their eyes meet, their expressions of dread nearly identical, and they share a nod.

Later tonight, they’re going to get drunk.

#svsss prompts #scum villain's self saving system #shang qinghua #shen qingqiu #shen yuan #yue qingyuan #peak lords #Qi qingqi #crossdressing #going undercover #spywork #vodka answers #vodkassassin fanfiction #alicebaskerville stuff

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eleanorbloom · 3 years

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Adore You (Bryce x MC) 🍋🍋🍋

Pairing: Bryce Lahela x F! MC (Eleanor Bloom)

Warnings: N.S.F.W. Cursing.

Prompt: Day 23. Dry Humping | Breasts Worship | Frottage (Mods, I know I’m late, please forgive me 😭😭😭)

A/N: Hellooooo everyone! This is my official last kinktober fic. I have still a few half written but I’ll post them some other time. I actually no need a fest to write and post smut at this point 🤣 so I hope you don’t mind if I tag you in smut fics in the future. If you don’t want to be tagged anymore, just let me know!

I swear, I SWEAR I DIDN’T COPY BRYCE WORDS FROM LAST CHAPTER. I had this fic sleeping for two weeks, but I didn’t have the inpo to finish this until a couple of days.

A/N 2: Nikka, whether you read this on Tumblr or AO3, I hope you don’t mind. That’s all I have to say.

A/N3: This fic follows the events of Eighth Deadly Sin, my first kinkntober fic.

Taglist: @romewritingshop @utterlyinevitable @starrystarrytrouble @lahellacute @lahamseiroshoe @princesslahela @hermosaofraleighcarrera @choicesficwriterscreations @lucy-268 @interobanginyourmom @bratzlahela @mercury84choices @openheartfanfics

I hope you enjoy it!

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The chatting of June and Baz was the first thing she heard when the doors slid open. “Hey, you okay?” Baz said looking at Eleanor from head to toes, her cheeks rosy and her face somewhat shimmering against the artificial light hanging over her head.

“Yeah, why?” She knew why, but she had to play the dumb. Luckily, it would work out with him.

“You’re all blushed.” He chuckled. “Don’t tell me the pager found you at the other end of the building. I hate when that happens.”

Eleanor’s cheeks flushed even more. Not even the light pace and the quick stop to the bathroom to alleviate the heat on her face had been enough.

What could she say? ‘Oh, no, it’s just that I gave my boyfriend a massive blowjob in a supply closet, don’t worry, it’ll pass?’ Hell no.

“Actually yeah, I was heading to the E.R.”

‘They’re fucking diagnosticians, I bet June already knows what I was into. Baz would never, he’s too oblivious, and Ethan… I don’t know if his mind will go directly to the gutter just because I’m blushed. Oh, the hell with it, no one has caught me in anything.’

Eleanor tried to move on by taking a seat beside Baz and asking for an update on the case they’ve been trying to diagnose the whole day. A few seconds later, Ethan walked towards the table and informed her of the last results as he started to cross out some theories written over the whiteboard.

The rest of the day went in a blur trying to discard some other theories, until, finally, Baz came up with the final idea.

Once her shift was over, she changed her scrubs for a gray wool skirt with a green mint sweater, put her black jacket on, grabbed her bag, and after a few minutes of walking under the snow, she took the train towards Bryce’s apartment.

The delicious smell floating around the apartment invaded her nostrils the moment Keiki opened the door. “Hey Ella, glad I get to see you!”

“Hey Keiki, me too.” Eleanor gave her a quick hug before the younger Lahela returned to the table and placed three glasses and three napkins in their usual spots.

Eleanor took a few steps to the couch to set her bag there when she noticed Keiki’s backpack was set there too, but completely full as if it was ready for a trip or something. “Are you going somewhere?”

“Yeah, I’m staying over at a friend’s house tonight. We have a physics test tomorrow and she asked me to help her study, she couldn’t handle some topics.”

“Awww, and as the future astronomer of the family, of course you’ll use your star power to help her. That’s really nice of you.”

“She has been really sweet with me since the beginning, one of the few that didn’t judge me for my parents.” She shrugged and gave Eleanor a shy smile. “And I actually enjoy teaching physics, so…”

“I’m glad you have friends here, Keiki.”

Eleanor smiled at her before sauntering to the kitchen where Bryce was turning off the griller. He was wearing a pine green hoodie with dark jeans. His normal winter outfit at home. “Hey, love. This smells fantastic” She took him by the hips and lean on his tiptoes to kiss him. He smooched back sweetly.

“Hey, gorgeous. And I bet it’s tasting even better” He winked.

“Look at you, four months ago you didn’t even know how to cook pasta and now, all confident as if it was an appendectomy.”

“What can I say? I’m talented and I put everything in me when I’m interested in something.”

“Of course you do, Goldie.” She patted him on his head, teasingly.

Bryce chuckled and without prior notice, he bent down her face and licked her cheek wet and long.

“Bryce!” She giggled. “What the fuck?!” Eleanor brought a hand over her cheek to dry the trail of saliva Bryce had left.

“If I’m gonna be a Goldie to you, I have to be in full mode, don’t you think?” He leaned again, but this time Eleanor moved as a reflex. However, Bryce was faster, so he managed to cup her head with both hands. But he only leaned to brush his lips over her earlobe before whispering, “And once Keiki’s gone, I’ll do it everywhere, so get used to it.”

She gulped and a shiver went down her spine and ended between her tights. Yes, just that simple words, that sole thought left her all wet. She had been imagining to be alone with Bryce in his room every spare time she found that afternoon. But alone in his apartment? Hell, no.

Karma was definitely manifesting.

He gave her a smug grin at her reaction before turning around and grab a spoon from the drawer.

After shaking off the sinful thoughts off her head, she strolled to his side, to help him serve the dinner: grilled beef with rice and vegetables.

Half an hour later, Eleanor was doing the dishes, when Keiki’s cellphone rang.

“Okay, Nikka’s mother is here to pick me up, I’m leaving!” Keiki pocketed her cellphone in her jacket and then flung her backpack over her shoulder in one swift motion. “Bye Ella, nice to see you!” She blew her a kiss fast as she was approaching the door.

“You too, Keiki, have a nice study session and I hope you ace that test tomorrow.”

“Thank you! Bye bro!”

“You have everything you need with you? Phone charger, pajamas, pads, wallet, money, EarPods, books, pencils, pencil case?”

“Bryce! Stop messing. I have everything with me.”

“Well, I may not be your father, but I have to do the usual questions adults do to teenagers when they make sleepovers.”

“Oh, and you’re an adult? I would’ve never guessed.” She snorted before getting out of the apartment.

Eleanor chuckled from the kitchen, “I love that kid.”

“You don’t miss a moment, do you?” He said as he saw Eleanor placing the last plate on the dish dryer, and then walked towards her to wrap his arms around her hips, pressing his body flush to hers.

“You don’t miss a moment when we’re alone, do you?” She teased her hands over his and turning her head to one side so Bryce could kiss her cheek.

“I’ve been wishing to be alone with you here for months, so, no, I won’t miss a single second.” He kissed down to her jaw, to finally rest his lips on the crook of her neck for a couple of seconds, until finally went up to her earlobe, sucking it playfully. His hands slid up to her waist, ribcage until he reached her breasts. “At last. I’ve been imagining them in my hands since you left the supply closet.”

Eleanor lolled her head back, resting it over his shoulder, not doing even the slightest effort to dissimulate the pleasure his hands were provoking in her.

There was no need.

“What else have you been imagining?”

“Well, for starters, getting rid of all your clothes until I have you completely naked over me.” Bryce sank a hand under her sweater and blouse and Eleanor felt his soft warm skin gripping her. Then his hand traveled up her chest, his fingers teasingly percolating under the fabric of her bra.

“Fuck”, she sighed. “And what do you want me naked for?”

“I want you naked so I can touch your tits and pinching them, kissing them, sucking them, hard, so hard, just as you like…” A soft moan escaped her mouth, and then, a whimper died in her throat when he pulled the lace down and pinched one nipple with his thumb and index. “And I touch you… and I suck you until you cum, until you shake over me…”

Bryce was about to tug her sweater out when a noise at the door startled them. The only thing he reacted to do, was pulling his hands out of her clothes, and place them in her hips.

And of course, to perform his best nonchalant face.

“Sorry, tomorrow I have p.e. and forgot my snickers!” Keiki said in a hurry, running to Bryce’s room, where she had all her clothes and shoes.

Bryce feigned to be really focused on only kissing Eleanor on the cheek. “God… this kid… I asked her if she had everything”, he complained loudly like they weren’t doing anything sinful before she got in. They walked to the hallway, Bryce not freeing Eleanor a single inch from his body, always wrapping her from the back, and somehow both managing the blush.

“Dude, give her some space” The girl teased, with her snickers on one hand before disappearing behind the door.

Bryce waited only a couple of seconds before sinking his hands under Eleanor’s shirt again, and whispered sultrily against her ear: “Now, where were we?”

“Let’s check that she goes this time, okay?” Eleanor untangled herself from Bryce’s arms and walked toward the living room window and looked down. After a minute, Keiki ran toward a SUV, where she got in. Seconds later, the car turned around the corner and disappeared.

Completely sure no one would interrupt them, Eleanor turned around and smiled at him “Now, where were we?” She repeated, before pouncing over Bryce and kissing him passionately. As the exchange escalated quickly into desperate bites for their bodies, none of them couldn’t help the ragged breaths and soft moans escaping from their throats.

Bryce, finally, at last, could tug her shirt and sweater off, only leaving her with her indigo bra. The same happened with her skirt, and the only thing that was left was her black pantyhose. “I can help you with that,” She said peeling herself from the delicate fabric.

When she looked up again to resume the kiss, she found her boyfriend already contemplating. There was something soft beyond all that hunger and desire. “You’re always so stunning, babe.”

“And you are beautiful and hot, and sexy, and I need to see more of you.” She purred, sliding her hands under his shirt, feeling his chiseled hips tensing at her touch. She grabbed the hem of his Henley, and pulled it off, exposing his broad and muscled chest, smooth and warm, radiating the most exquisite heat that always characterizes him. That makes him the best hugger in the world. “Mmmmh yes.”

“I thought I was the one who wanted you naked.”

“I didn’t have the chance to tell my fantasy. And my fantasy is feeling your skin and all your heat against mine.”

"You can't resist my body, eh?" He gloated while Eleanor was unbuckling his jeans and tugging them down his ankles.

"No, I can't. Clothes are definitely a nuisance if it’s on you.”

Bryce took two steps to get rid of them and circled his arms around the small of her back. "What, would you want me naked all day if you could?"

“Should be in the ten commandments.”

“I really am nothing but a piece of meat to you, eh?”

“Yeah, that’s why I ate you out so good this afternoon.” She pouted and gave him a knowing smirk.

Bryce bit his lip, fascinated. “In that case, I demand you’re my piece of meat tonight.”

“Bon Appetit, then, mon amour” And she captured her lips in his, thirsty, before circling her arms around his neck. Bryce lifted her up in one motion and carried her to the couch, where he sat down carefully, and Eleanor shifted her legs so they could straddle him.

They kissed passionately, fervently, voraciously. Being alone in the department was being such a turn on, more than they could’ve imagined. It was like all the passion, the longing and desire bottled up in all those months, were finally uncorking with every touch, every breath, every moan. “God, I feel like I’m gonna fuck you in so many ways, and everywhere…” He breathed, leaving a trail of kisses down her jaw.

“Except for Keiki’s bed, right?”

“Yeah, except that, that’s sacred.”

She chuckled, “Thank god you have some common sense.”

He continued pressing his lips now against her neck, sucking deeply when he reached her clavicle.

“Bryce, how many times I have to tell you… fuck”, his hands gripping her breasts roughly stopped her, the pressure on her skin making her anticipation grow inside her. After a few seconds, he moved both hands to her back and unclasped her bra, tossing it to the floor impatiently.

He didn’t wait a second before sucking her nipple with her mouth and pinching the other with his fingers.

She sighed.

“All fucking afternoon imagining your tits in my mouth, sucking them hard... And finally…” When he sucked the other nipple, Eleanor moaned and started to buck her hips.

“Holy shit, baby”

God. His hot breath against her sensitive skin, his expert and quick movements against her buds made her pleasure invade every fiber of her body.

Then, Bryce sank a hand in her underwear and grabbed her butt, but he stopped after a few seconds. “Baby, you’re not as I imagined you.” He whispered sultry, hooking the hem of her underwear with her thumb.

“I can fix that very quickly” She assured, and then stood up in front of him, both breasts wet and shiny with his saliva, and her nipples red and erected in his direction.

Eleanor took both sides of his lacy indigo underwear down, and now was standing completely naked in front of him. “That’s better?”

Bryce leaned to her and slid his hands to her sides, his eyes roaming her body from her toes, up her curvy and rounded tights, and stopping in her hipbones, where he kissed them softly and ceremoniously at each side. Then a trail of kisses following up her waist, breasts, and chest. Eleanor straddled him again, so he continued on her shoulders, neck until he reached her chin and stopped. “My love, you are… god, I think words are not enough this time.” His voice was husky and low. Intimate. His gaze intense and transparent. Breathtaking. It made her heart skip a beat the way he was looking at her. And the way he was calling her.

There were a few times when Bryce would use the words my love. It’s not that Eleanor wasn’t his love, but he only used those when he was completely and perfectly and incandescently in love. Enamored. Bewitched. Like a golden retriever trained only to love and worship her.

Just like now.

“Then show me”

“I will.”

She pressed her lips against his impatiently. She was burning inside, and she knew the fabric of his boxer was already wet with her arousal.

He kissed down her chest again, hands roaming all over her body while his tongue was licking her nipple. “Fuck, yes” She whimpered, rubbing her nub against his crotch, finding some relief, but the desire was too much. The sensations, overwhelming. His soft touch on her skin, tracing the curves of her back, gripping her ass, pressing her hips while his mouth was sucking her breast hard was mind-blowing. She was dizzy, she lost all focus, there were so many places when she was feeling pleasure, and above all that pleasure, she could feel the love, every touch, every studied move he was doing, not only to please her and make her come, but to show her how much he loved her.

He was adoring her.

“Bryce… Bryce…” She moaned “Ohhh, fuck”

Then he parted a little from her, took both breasts with his hands, and brought them as close as he could and began to lick them alternately and quickly like he had two ice cream cones and was tasting one at a time.

“Bryce, baby, you’re amazing.” She cried, sensing her folds almost painfully swollen, and her climax near.

“I told you I’d make you cum this way”

“And I believed the very second you told me so.”

Bryce brought a hand to her waist and pulled her closer to him, pressing her against his tights, her sex tickling, craving for touch, but she needed to reach that so wanted orgasm only with her tits. She knew Bryce would do it amazingly.

He brought the tip of his tongue back to her nipple and Eleanor brought both hands to his head, forcing him to stay there for a while. “Ohh baby I’m so close.”

He frantically slid the tip of his tongue into one nipple, then the other, and when he determined which was the one that caused her the most pleasure, he simply asked to confirm. "You prefer this one, right?" He whispered sucking her right breast, and Eleanor nodded with a small voice.

“Yes…”

Bryce continued to grab both breasts, but he slid his tongue down her right nipple and stayed there, waiting for her release.

“Come on, my love, I’ve got you.” He whispered while his thumbs were drawing circles in her swollen and reddened nipples. “Cum over me, babe.”

He sucked and licked her again, and again until he felt her hips move convulsively and her head lolled back, moaning hard. “Bryce, oh my god, yes!” feeling all her body electrified.

Then, she cupped his head with both hands, pulling his hair to rest her forehead against his. Her body warm with pleasure, and dizzy with sensations still coursing through her body.

Without noticing his intentions, she suddenly felt his thumb rubbing her folds and drawing circles over her clit. “Bryce, what the fuck”, she protested husky, her hips bucking as reflex.

He ignored her and kept moving his fingers, and every now and then sinking his fingers between her folds. “Come on, baby, I know you can do this”, he incited.

And she started to moan again, desperately, her legs shaking. And then, her whole body. The desire killing her slowly.

That was a whole new orgasm, different sensations, and he knew. He perfectly knew she could give him another.

She kissed her frantically, moaning hard, her body convulsing over him.

“Yes, baby, give it to me, you’re just as I imagined you.”

He had two fingers inside her, and his thumb rubbing her clit. His hand all wet with her arousal, just as he wanted.

“You’re insane, you know that?” She said laboriously.

“You like me insane, you love me insane”

“Yes, babe, and please never change.”

Hard kiss again and he brought his two wet fingers to his sensitive spot and drew circles until she came screaming against his mouth “Fuck, fuck, FUCK, BRYCE!” while all her body was shuddering and her tiptoes curved furiously.

Her words drew the smugest and most satisfactory smile Bryce had felt in a long time.

He only stopped moving his fingers until he obtained the last drop of her orgasm, when she became quiet for a moment and then collapsed to one side of the coach, her breath ragging and his skin damp with lustful sweat.

It took her more than usual to catch her breath.

“Are you okay babe?” He asked after a minute, leaning onto her.

“Yeah, I’m great, more than great, actually.”

“Good enough to give me a third?”

“Fuck, yes”

Bryce stood up and lifted her up in his arms and carried her to the kitchen counter.

“And you’re telling me I am the insane here.”

Eleanor sank a hand under his evidently wet boxers, and stroke his hardened cock.

“What can I say? You inspire me”

She directed her length to her core, and stared at Bryce, waiting for him to do the rest. He complied instantly.

“I’m gonna ask this Nikka kid to invite Keiki more often.”

“Mmm, yes...” She squirmed as Bryce began to thrust her slowly. “Seconded.”

Both kept enjoying the rare solitude until, hours later, both collapsed on the bed, destroyed. And shower sex was still pending for tomorrow.

Eleanor couldn’t walk properly in two days and no one could erase the smug grin over Bryce’s face for the next three days.

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Yes that line that Eleanor said, I did copy it from yesterday’s chapter 😂

Thank you for reading!

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a-dorin · 4 years

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it takes two to tango

pairing: professor!obi-wan kenobi x female reader

word count: 1.5k

warnings: professor/student relationship, unprofessionalism, flirting, cursing, age gap, love triangle(maybe?), allusions to sex, mentions of oral

a/n: hellooooo! this is a little blurb or oneshot based off my ardor au, featuring professor!maul as well as other characters in college! for some context, this idea stemmed from this post linked here! i hope you guys enjoy! :))

read the first chapter of ardor here!

“welcome to writing foundations. i am professor kenobi, but i go by an array of names. you can refer to me as obi-wan, obi, or ben. if you’d like, you can just keep the professor kenobi. it makes things a little easier and maintains the professionalism.”

letting out a quiet sigh, you fidgeted in your seat, chin resting in one hand, the other absentmindedly brushing over the keys of your laptop. your phone rested on your lap, vibrating every few minutes or so with a variety of notifications.

however, one notification in particular caught your attention, pulling your focus away from the professor.

it was a text from your boyfriend, flashing across the face of your apple watch.

i miss seeing your gorgeous face in class. :’( maybe i should’ve failed you so you were forced to retake the course. just kidding! or am i? ;)

upon reading the message the corner of your lips tugged into a shy grin, hands flying to your phone to respond.

“am i really that boring? or, is that text too important for you to focus?”

the inquiry was laced with scorn, your cheeks flushing as your eyes traveled upwards, focusing on the front of the classroom. professor kenobi arched a brow, his arms folded across his chest, a frown etched across his features.

“well?”

giggles erupted from several of the freshmen, the sound bouncing off the walls. reluctantly, you set your phone face down on the desk, “sorry.”

“i expect your undivided attention for the rest of the period,” he retorted, “i do not tolerate any disrespect directed towards my time in lecture. that does include texting, snapping, and sleeping in class. i will not hesitate to take your phone either.”

“i said i was sorry,” you gritted your teeth, your jaw clenching as the laughter continued, “you can proceed, professor kenobi.”

“i’m glad we’re both on the same page,” he rolled his eyes, plucking a marker off the tray, “now i’m going to write down my contacts on the whiteboard here. feel free to utilize my email at your leisure. i am aware of how some professors feel about giving out their numbers, but i have the utmost confidence that you all won’t abuse your texting privileges. well, maybe not all of you.”

fiddling with your laptop, you pulled up a new document for some notes. although you sure that professor kenobi wasn’t going to dive straight into lecture, who knew what his next move entailed.

already, you understood why maul was not fond of the professor. his aura was cold yet witty, and a bit pretentious. well, he was warm and kind, spitting out a few jokes here and there. that was until he caught you typing out a text. maybe that was just one of his pet peeves.

or maybe he was just an asshole, like maul said.

to your right, there were a couple of twi’leks scribbling away on the syllabus, copying what was written on the board. although you were a seat away, you could make out a few breathy giggles and hushed murmurs.

“maker he is so hot.”

at the comment, your eyes shifted towards the english professor. for the first day of class, he was donned in a tweed jacket, the color a darker, more chocolate brown, with beige patches on the elbows. the jacket was paired with a pair of khaki slacks, the glitter of a chain dangling from his pocket. it was more than likely a pocket watch.

he was average in stature, with a pale complexion. from your guess, he was a younger professor, somewhere in his late thirties, early forties. sure, although he was older, he had a handsome face. and the auburn beard only enhanced his features, complementing the icy blue hue of his eyes.

that was one of the first noticeable aspects of professor kenobi. his eyes were a brilliant color, bursting with emotion and shining with warmth as he welcomed you into the classroom.

yet, his first impression was nowhere near maul’s.

“i wish he would yell at me in class like he did with that girl.”

“be quiet or she’ll hear you!”

“now,” professor kenobi cleared his throat, smoothing out his coat, “i want to take the last twenty-five minutes to discuss your first assignment. don’t worry, it’ll only take me a few minutes to explain it then you’ll have the rest of the time to work. for your assignment, i want you to write about someone important in your life. i would like to hear what you find admirable about them, along with a few of their quirks. it can be anyone: a relative, friend, or significant other. the paper should be three paragraphs: an introduction of your chosen person, a body with an explanation of why you admire them, and then a conclusion. how you craft the conclusion is up to you.”

a hand shot up in the air, prompting a question. professor kenobi’s brow furrowed, “yes?”

the twi’lek to your right cleared her throat, “can it be a member of the faculty on campus?”

“it can be anyone of your choice. it can be a celebrity for all i care,” he chuckled, “the assignment is an assessment of your writing capabilities. it’s so that i can see where everyone is at.”

another student raised their hand, professor kenobi’s voice drowning in your ears. clicking on the title tab, you began to formulate a title for your paper, biting your lip as your mind buzzed.

who would you write your paper about? well, your mind was gravitating towards one individual. a crimson zabrak.

but would that jeopardize everything? would kenobi be able to read in between the lines? surely not. they were professors in vastly different departments. surely they rarely crossed paths.

“are you going to write about professor maul?” the twi’lek’s friend teased her, “if you do, you better hope that his girlfriend never finds it!”

“he has a girlfriend?” her companion snorted, “i was in his class this morning and he never mentioned any girlfriend.”

“there’s rumors going on all over campus. he has a girlfriend, but he won’t give anyone her name or even a picture. the only picture anyone knows about is the wallpaper on his macbook. i guess it’s just really private to him.”

the blush in your cheeks only deepened by their comments, your heart fluttering. was the entire campus really creating rumors about maul? and why did everyone care so much?

yet, the sound of his voice ringing across the class ceased your eavesdropping.

“now, i am sure this is the statement you all have been waiting for: class is dismissed. i will be sticking around for a few minutes if any of you have any questions.”

with no hesitations, students sprang to their feet, a flurry of chatter swirling all around you as they filed out of the classroom. plucking your laptop off the table, you placed it into the its case, shoving it in your book-bag. the twi’leks next to you flashed you a meek smile, shouldering past your seat.

“you know, you’re quite distracting.”

your lips pursed as your head swiveled towards the front of the class, “excuse me?”

“i’m not going to repeat myself,” professor kenobi shuffled some papers together, filing them into his satchel, “by the way, you need to watch your tone. i don’t like brats in my classoom.”

your breath hitched in your throat, “w-what? i’m not a brat.”

“yes you are,” kenobi fired back, “blatantly disrespecting your professor like that? i’m afraid that’s bratty behavior, love, and i don’t like it.”

“well i’m afraid it’s not going to happen again.”

you nearly couldn’t process what was happening. although he was putting up a tough exterior, the words stern, his tone said otherwise. it was light, laced with a tease.

was he flirting with you?

“good,” he nodded, “because i have a tendency to punish bratty students.”

“i--” your throat tightened, “oh my--”

“by the way,” he crossed over to the table where you were situated, a smirk plastered across his features, “you have gorgeous eyes, (y/n). i never noticed until now, but your sweater complements them. now, you should head out. you have other classes, don’t you? i look forward to seeing you in lecture tomorrow. oh, and you better watch that pretty little mouth of yours.”

within seconds, he was out the door, leaving you stunned in your chair.

the confrontation had your cheeks burning, your mouth dry.

not only did you happen to capture the attention of one professor on the first day of class, but you managed to do it twice.

yet, what professor kenobi didn’t know was that there was a certain zabrak in his office, awaiting your arrival in a matter of minutes.

and what professor kenobi didn’t seem to grasp was one singular aspect about a relationship.

it always takes two to tango.

at the moment, he was the only one expressing interest.

tomorrow though, who knew what he would do or say.

☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆

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probably-writing-x · 4 years

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Feeling for the Future

Arón Piper x Reader

Request by anon: Heyyy would you be able to write an imagine where the reader is dating Aron Piper & they like both get baby fever but he doesn’t say anything until they get home since he’s a reserve & shy person...who wouldn’t want to have his babies 🥵 plz & thank u 💖

Gif is not my own

Requests are open🤍

“Honey are we going to be able to fit this in the car?” You laugh as you cautiously step down the last flight of stairs and reach the front door of your apartment block.

Arón walks backwards on the other side of the wrapped box to you as his head pokes above the surface, “I fucking hope so.”

You carry it the final few metres as you reach where his car is always parked, opening the trunk to somehow try and fit the present inside.

“Did you really have to get her such a big present?” He shakes his head, “You’ll have to walk there if I can’t get this in here.”

You hit him on the arm, “It’s her birthday! And I couldn’t not get it once I’d seen it, it’s perfect.”

He smiles at you before trying to make enough space to fit in the present. It was your niece’s second birthday today so you were heading over to your sisters house to give her the present you’d bought specially. It would be from you and Arón but, of course, it had been completely your choosing.

Eventually, Arón manages to fit it inside the trunk and you both take the drive to your sister’s.

- - - - - -

“Hellooooo!” You call as you open the front door and walk backwards inside, carrying the box with Arón once again.

Instantly, you’re met by someone running behind you and grabbing your legs.

“(Y/n)!” Your nephew grins when you turn around to see him, the oldest of the three, “You’re here!”

“Hello little man!” You beam, kneeling down to give him a hug, “How are you?”

He starts rambling on about school and some of his new toys as you listen to every word. Your sister walks through the lounge door with your now two year old niece beside her and your youngest niece, only six months, in her arms. It still baffles you that she manages to cope with all three of them.

“Hello gorgeous!” You beam as the birthday girl comes over to you and you lift her into your arms, “Whose birthday is it today?”

“Mine!” She exclaims, eyes widening at the present on the floor before looking over to Arón.

“Happy birthday,” He says to her, always becoming so much more timid when he was around anyone but you or his friends. He’d become more confident with your family over the years but still remained bashful and so different from the boy he was with you.

“Show me what else you got for your birthday,” You smile at your niece as she waddles off into the living room.

You turn to your sister and kiss her cheek, “It’s good to see you, darling.”

“You too, they’ve been so excited all day to see you. Both of you,” She smiles at you and your boyfriend, “Would you mind taking her Arón and I’ll help (Y/n) with the presents?”

Arón widens his eyes a little bit agrees nonetheless as your sister hands over her youngest daughter to him. He settles her onto his hip and keeps his arms tight around her, cautious and evidently fearful of doing anything wrong.

“You’re fine, love, you know how to hold a baby,” You laugh, “Don’t you remember when she was born?”

He glares at you jokingly, “But she’s like... sitting up now.”

You scoff, “Just try to avoid making her cry and we’ll be fine.”

He carries her through into the living room and takes a seat on one of the couches, resting her on his knee. Somehow, she’d already become infatuated with him - her hands moving to reach for the loose threads of his ripped jeans as she grabs them into her tiny grasp.

You turn back to your other niece and nephew as your nephew tries to help her with all of the presents she’d been given for her birthday, “What does this do?”

Your nephew starts to explain it, stumbling over his words as he talk but nevertheless getting there in the end.

Time always seems to fly when you’re surrounded by them. Your nephew drags you off to show you how he’d been practising his letters and how he was getting better at writing his name. And your niece is now talking more than ever, figuring out all of her new toys along the way. You’d bought her a pram for her birthday, decorated with her name across the back and made out of a white painted wood.

“It’s beautiful!” Your sister smiles, “Look at her, she loves it!”

And, rightly so, your niece is fascinated by the new pram, that she’d already placed three bears into.

“There you go, honey,” You beam as she starts at walking across the room towards her big brother.

Arón looks at you watching them as a smile warms his features. Your youngest niece had now moved on to being focused on the tiny tattoos scattering his skin, poking at the eye on his arm as she giggles a little.

“You’re a natural Arón,” Your sister encourages, “She loves you.”

He chuckles a little as he looks down at the tiny human sat on his lap, she looks up at him and tries to reach for the curls on his head.

“So, what do you think?” Your sister looks between you and your boyfriend, “How long will it be before I’m buying presents for your kids?”

A blush heats Arón’s cheeks instantly, “Oh... well... we haven’t really...”

“Don’t start,” You roll your eyes at your sister, “You’ll terrify the poor boy.”

She laughs, “I’m telling you Arón, you seem like you already know what you’re doing.”

“Definitely one day, right?” He suggests, focused only on you as he speaks.

You see how natural he does look sat there with the little girl. And you could just imagine her being your own. She’d have curls just like him and she’d grow to have bright smile lines just like Arón. You’d hope for her to be every piece of him wrapped into one little package created by both of you. You’d teach her everything you’d seen your sister do with her own children and they’d grow up absolutely loving their little cousin. Yeah, Arón would definitely be the one you’d want your family with. You couldn’t ever imagine it any other way.

“One day.”

He tries to calm the grin that spills onto his features, looking at you with so much adoration that it seems like you’re the only two in the room.

- - - - - -

By the time you get home, it’s already past dark as you’d stayed all afternoon. You make your way up to the flat and start cooking dinner, as it was your night to do so tonight. Arón flops down onto the couch but doesn’t bother putting anything on the TV.

“What do you fancy tonight? We’ve got pasta so I could make-“

“Were you serious when you said about us having kids one day?” He blurts out, unmoving from his spot as he stares up at the ceiling.

“What?” You laugh, watching him as he pushes himself to sit up so that his head is visible over the back of the big couch.

“Were you serious? Or did you just say it so that your sister would stop asking questions?”

You feel a lump form in your throat at the words. Of course you’d meant it. But you’d never spoken about having kids before. And who were you to think that he meant it too?

“I mean... I’ve always thought about having kids. But we’ve never really spoken about that sort of stuff so I wouldn’t expect you to-“

“I meant it too,” He interjects, “I’ve never really thought about it until I met you. You’re the only person I’d ever want to have kids with.”

You walk over until you’re stood at the armrest of the couch, perching on the edge of it, “Really?”

“Seeing you with your family today, I kept imagining what it would be like if they were our kids.”

“Three?” You raise your brows, “Thats a big commitment.”

“Yeah but I think we could do it. And we’d have sleepless nights and we’d argue with each other and we’d get stressed out, but it would be worth it when we’ve got our own family from it.”

You smile at the thought. The two of you never argued much at all but that would definitely be different if you became parents. It would be over the silly things. Like him forgetting to pick up nappies on his way home, or you leaving him for two nights in a row on his own when you were working. All of the simple family life dramas.

“We’d have to buy a bigger place, obviously. With a garden so that they’ll have somewhere to play, maybe even a pool and we can teach them how to swim,” Arón beams, “When I was holding your niece today, all I could think about was holding my own daughter like that.”

Your heart melts at the thought, Arón as a father. He’d be more proud of that than of anything he’d already accomplished.

“So, when do you see all of this happening?” You ask him.

He reaches out his arms and pulls you down to lay on his chest, “I don’t know. But it’s exciting to think about.”

“Yeah, it is,” You glance up and kiss his lips quickly, “But, right now, I need to go and cook dinner.”

“Nah, we’ll order a takeout,” He brushes you off, wrapping his arms firmly around you to keep you locked against him.

You settle into the feeling and find it impossible to say no, listening to the calm beat of his heart always had that effect.

He speaks up shortly after, “So, what names do you like?”

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j-elaine-hyde · 3 years

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The Bean Chronicles: Part 17

Henry Cavill / Reader

With all of the chaos that had been happening you had completely forgotten that Christmas was only two weeks away. You had happily agreed to fly back to London with Henry. Happily because you knew he only had a week of filming before being off for the holidays, and you were excited to spend that time together.

However, now more than ever you were stressing about meeting his family. Henry had gently reminded you that all of them would be getting together at his parents house. All five brothers. You had grilled Henry about his family, and enjoyed the stories about all of them. It lessened your fear slightly, feeling you like already knew them. Coping with Henry’s busy filming schedule you spent your time decorating the house and getting all of your Christmas shopping done, despite Henry telling you you didn’t have to buy his family gifts.

You were sitting on the floor in the living room wrapping presents. Kal sat next to you on one side, panting as he eyed the pizza on the table behind you. You were binge watching episodes of Absolutely Fabulous when Henry finally got home from set.

“There’s my girl.... hello my love, what are you two up to?” He stood there with a smile and his hands on his hips as he surveyed the room.

“Kal and I are wrapping presents.”

“He’s a very good helper. I see he’s also guarding that pizza... he’s clearly very interested in the safety of that delicious looking crap.”

“Do you want me to heat some up for you? Don’t knock that crap honey, it’s super tasty. But I didn’t make any dinner..... so that’s whatcha get.”

“Why are there so many presents darling? Surely these aren’t all for Kal....” he gave you a stern look trying his best to hide the knowing smile that was quickly forming.

“Ok so I might have gone a little overboard with the presents for your family.... but I want them to like me.”

Henry scoffed as he grabbed a piece of pizza and sat down on the sofa.

“Darling they’re going to love you.” He said through a mouthful.

“I hope so. But a little bribing never hurt.” You finished wrapping another gift and slid it with the rest of the pile of brightly wrapped gifts under the tree. You stood up and perched on Henry’s lap.

“They’re going to love you. The house looks amazing darling. I love that you put up a tree. It actually looks like a proper home as opposed to a bachelor pad. My mum will love that you did this.”

You kissed his nose before standing up. He reached out and smacked your ass before grabbing another slice of pizza and settling into the sofa. Kal joined him, hoping for a bite.

—

You had just finished getting dressed and doing your hair and makeup. You wanted to surprise Henry with a hot dinner and a beautiful girlfriend after a long day of filming. You were about to head out and run some errands when there was a knock on the door.

Kal barked and took off down the hall. You hesitated, a nervous pang struck your chest, putting a lump in your throat. With another knock you jumped and rushed to the door.

“Hellooooo! Y/n? It’s Marianne! Henry’s mother...” She called through the door.

All of a sudden an entirely different nervous energy filled you as you quickly opened the door.

“I’m so sorry! Hello, come in!” You swallowed hard and smiled nervously.

“Oh! Well... you certainly are breath taking. You’re even more beautiful in person! No wonder my son is so taken with you...”

You blushed and smiled. “Thank you.”

She looked around the house at the Christmas decorations you had put up with an approving smile, “I’m sorry to just pop by... I know my darling boy is away working, but I was dying to meet you... and I thought it might be easier coming over for Christmas if you had more than one familiar face there.”

“That’s awfully sweet of you. Thank you. Can I take your coat? Would you like to come in for some tea?”

“I’d love to. I can hang my coat deary, but I’ll let you get the tea.”

You had never liked English tea. But you were never so grateful that Henry had taught you how to prepare and serve real English tea as you were now.

Henry’s mom had gone into the living room and sat down. She was admiring your tree when you came in carrying a tea set on a tray.

“You’ve made this house a home, my dear. I wasn’t sure if that would ever happen. I’m very grateful my son has you.”

“Thank you. I’m lucky to have him.” You handed her a cup of tea, “I don’t know what I’d do without him honestly.”

“It definitely hasn’t been an easy year for you, has it?” She smiled softly and gave you that “poor thing” look mother’s do when they want to hug you.

“That’s putting it lightly. I was hoping the insanity had managed to escape your attention.” You got choked up. Embarrassment written across your face. Henry’s mom had let you know without a word that she hadn’t missed a headline.

“They were all so wildly dramatic... and of course with our Henry’s name in them, we couldn’t help but take notice. He’s always been such a private person...”

You sat there, staring at the floor, biting your lip. A small silent stream of tears rolled down your cheeks as you tried to wipe them away unnoticed.

“I’m sorry dear. I didn’t mean to upset you. We don’t hold anything against you. We’ve talked to Henry about all of it, we know what you went through. This wasn’t your fault....”

You forced a smile, but couldn’t force a word.

“I’m terribly sorry, by the way, for your loss. I can’t even imagine... I’m so sorry.”

“Doctors said theres still hope. They didn’t see any reason why I couldn’t...” you took in a sharp stuttered deep breath, “anyway.”

Henry’s mom got up and hugged you. One of those good hugs only a mom can give.

—

The two of you had talked for hours before realizing the time. Henry’s mother hugged you tightly before she left, asking you to go to lunch later that week. You absolutely adored her, and were grateful she had came over.

You were finishing dinner and setting it up in the dining room when you heard Henry arrive home.

“Babe?” He called from the living room.

“Dining room!” You hollered back.

He walked in to see the beautiful candlelit dinner you had spent hours preparing.

“You’re so incredible. I’m starving.” He walked over and kissed you before sitting down at the table.

You smiled and took your seat at the table across from him, “How was your day hon?”

He dug in to his food, pausing with a smile at his first mouthful. “It wasn’t bad. Stunts were a little intense today, but you know what they say, when you love what you do, you’ll never work a day in your life.” He winked at you before shoveling in another bite. “I hear you had a visitor today....” he looked up at you with a curious, albeit nervous look.

“Yeah! Your mom came by today.” You took a slow sip of your wine.

He raised his eyebrows at you, fork halfway to his mouth, “well?”

“Your mom is amazing. I completely love her. She’s great.”

He relaxed and continued eating.

“I’m really happy she came by... I hope the report you got was a good one.”

“Glowing reviews. She absolutely adores you.” He thought about his statement for a minute, smiling to himself, before megawatt smiling at you. “She said she was here for a few hours!”

“We completely lost track of time. I had such a good time with her. She gives really good hugs.”

Henry jerked his head up from his plate, “She hugged you?”

With a confused look you laughed, “a few times...”

“Wow.... I mean, she raved about you. How gorgeous you were, and smart and sweet... but she didn’t say she hugged you. That’s a really big deal. I don’t even think she hugs Simon’s wife...” a grin spread across his face.

You ate a little bit more before excusing yourself from the table. “I’ll be back in just a sec.”

You rushed down the hallway into the bedroom. Finding the bag of lingerie right where you left it, you pulled out a red lacy, strappy number and made quick work of putting it on. You adjusted the red stockings and clasped them onto the garter and slid on your favorite pair of red Louboutins.

“Babe?” Henry called you.

“Coming! I’ll be right there!”

Sauntering down the hallway you walked into the dining room, “Care for dessert?” You struck a pose leaning against the doorway, hip cocked out, hand in your hair.

“Here she is!”

Henry was on his iPad, and had it facing the doorway to introduce you to his brother.

“Holy shit!” His brother exclaimed as Henry dropped the iPad. “You lucky bastard.”

“I’ll call you back. Hang up!” Henry shouted.

You stood there; hands over your mouth. “Honey I’m so sorry, I had no idea.”

Henry laughed as he walked over to you and clutched your face in his hands. “He’s not getting a better Christmas present than that this year... I can promise you that.”

“Oh crap. I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be. I’m not. That was hilarious, and I can guarantee you he enjoyed it. Probably about as much as I’m going to enjoy taking that off of you.” He bent down and slung you over his shoulder, smacking his hand on your ass as he carried you to the bedroom.

He set you down, as your placed your hands on your hips staring at him, as he lowered to his knees.

“I worship you, My Queen.” He kissed your stomach as he ran his hands up your legs. He kissed your thigh next to the clasp holding your stocking before leaning over and kissing the same place on your other thigh. He slid his hands around to your ass, gripping it and rubbing it as he ran the tip of his nose down your stomach. Nuzzling the satin fabric of your thong, sending shockwaves to your nerves.

He slipped his fingers under the thin ribbon of your panties and slid them down your legs as he looked up at you. Leaning forward and kissing you, his scruff tickled your thigh. He stood up and grabbed you, swinging you onto the bed before grabbing your legs and pulling you closer. He kissed your ankle, leading a trail up the inside of your leg. He ran his tongue over your folds, “mmmmm babygirl.... you’re already so wet.”

He continued blowing your mind with his tongue, sliding in his finger to send you over the edge two times before he was done. He kissed his way up your stomach, tracing circles around your breasts with his nose, before continuing to your neck.

“I love you.” He whispered, “You’re everything to me.” He reached down and pulled your leg up, positioning himself between your thighs.

Your head was swimming as he entered you. You wrapped your arms around his neck holding tight as you lost yourself.

The rest of the night was a blur of pleasurable ecstasy that left both of you completely drained and satisfied. You curled against Henry as he held you close, both of you blissfully happy as drifted off to sleep.

TBC

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