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yxami · 10 months

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Fighting the urge to not write a quiet hybrid guy and I failed

description: yandere octopus hybrid x gn merperson reader, getting trapped in his trap, him tasting you, umm idk what else, also normally I stick to facts about the animals I write as hybrids but I changed some stuff about him like his tongue being soft bc would it be hot if a sandpaper tongue was licking u? LMAOO

Kioshi was a sea creature, an octopus and you’re just a random merperson who happened to run into his sticky trap that was intended for prey. So he’s just scanning you at every angle available to him, swiftly swimming around to see if you were going to be a problem to deal with.

He never really interacted with any merfolk before so your silent empty stare confused him enough to mentally ask himself questions. Was he supposed to let you out? Could he eat you? Were you tasty?

The curious octopus wrapped his arms around you, the suckers on his tentacles staying in one place with the grip they had on your body. Was he tasting you?? What was this weird octopus guy doing!!

“Hello?? What are you doing” You glared at his tentacles that sneaked their way through his own kelp trap to touch and stick on you. It was almost like he was trying to sample you, to see if you could be his dinner tonight.

He quietly hummed, pondering if you were even edible. You tasted.. fishy. It would be ironic for merfolk not to have a salty taste to them. What did he expect after all? The two of you were in the ocean for crying out loud!

“You taste weird, can you even fit in my mouth” Kioshi opened his mouth, his fangs and 2 rows of teeth showing brightly. The vibrant pink tongue that slipped out his mouth looked long and soft. He apparently had no shame in showing his interest to eat you.

“I’m a merperson! And no you can’t eat me! I wouldn’t go up to you and ask if I could eat you” The hiss that left your lips and confidence had him more intrigued than before.

He disassembled his kelp trap with a tug of one of the kelp that wrapped around a nearby giant rock. Once you were let free you stretched, liking how much freedom you had now. It almost pissed you off remembering that you were in there for the entirety of this conversation.

“I’ll give you some shiny pearls if you keep letting me taste you” Kioshi dug in a pouch he carried around his waist, scooping out a few beautiful pink pearls that made your eyes shimmer with adoration. You were always a sucker for pretty things, every merperson was!

“Fine” You mumbled, sitting on a rock, your soft hands holding onto it as a handle while he wrapped his tentacles around you. He wasn’t sure why he was so interested in you, yeah he doesn’t see merfolk often but you peaked his interest for another reason. One that he was clueless about as well.

But he doesn’t try to fret over it, when he likes something, he takes it for himself. And you were pretty, really pretty. Your scales provided a glistening view, the sun helping accentuate the natural shine they had. Each scale was shiny and bright, he loved shiny things. Maybe you were meant to be his little treasure to take home!

You obediently sat while he seemed lost in thought, wrapping his sneaky tentacles around you, every sucker providing a squishy suction on your skin, almost felt like kisses running along your torso and arms. You could even feel his breath on your neck while he seemed to taste you there with his mouth. You pondered whether he would leave marks or not.

“You taste nice” Kioshi murmured, causing marks around your waist and chest.

“Well there’s that answer” You mentally said to yourself, looking down at the almost identical looking hickey marks on your body after his tentacles slipped away. He must’ve been too focused on tasting you to be gentle.

“Sorry..” He whispered, putting his tongue against your stomach’s skin to lick at the marks. You jumped at the feeling with a flustered expression, his hands rested around your hips while he continued.

“I think they’ll fade on their own.. You don’t have to lick them!” You bit your lip, trying to hold in the whimper you were about to let out from the strange sensation of his tongue running along your stomach.

“Oh.. okay. I’ll pay attention more next time” He blinked with no embarrassment that he shamelessly licked and tasted your skin. He sat next to you, leaning against your side, watching fish run around and play.

Next time? There was going to be a next time? You thought to yourself, wondering why he was so confident yet so nonchalant with his words that it just seemed natural to slip from his lips.

Kioshi pondered, trying to think of something else to say. He didn’t want to end the conversation here, he liked this interaction, even if it was just a trade between the two of you. Your flustered reactions and looks made him smile when you weren’t looking. He liked you already.

“So, I’ve never seen you here. Are you just passing through this area?” He faced you, observing your deep colored eyes compared to the bright waters around the two of you.

“Nah, I live around here, I just don’t usually wander off too far from my cave” You explained as you stared at his veiny hands that pressed down against the smooth rock. He seemed interested enough in your words to lean closer, his eyes scanning yours and especially at your lips.

“Huh, that’s cool” He softly said, wanting to say more but unsure of what. Should he ask if he could visit you sometime? Maybe offer to show you his cave? He wanted to ask something but his mind couldn’t set on a thought, causing you to speak after a few moments.

“So, what about you? Where do you live?” You yawned, making sure you weren’t out too late by looking at the sun that was close to set. It would be bad if you were out when the moon was down. You never got used to all the creatures that would appear in the dark waves that strolled by. It gave you goosebumps just thinking of the strange faces.

“Right over there, I don’t set my trap up too far incase it’s something big” Kioshi let out a small giggle, the fact you were in his trap today and definitely bigger than the average fish he expected made it more funny.

“Must’ve lucked out today then huh?” You playfully rolled your eyes at him laughing at his words.

“Mhm” He grinned, adding in a nod as well while he spoke. “How about I treat you to some food since I captured you?” He casually offered, as if he wasn’t trying to rack his brain about how to word it before. He wasn’t that good with speaking with others, never really interacted with other creatures in the first place, until now!

“Sure, you totally owe me after-all” You smiled, hopping off the rock to swim in-front of him. He got off the almost cliff looking rock as well and started leading you to his place. Not that far, just like he said. When the two of you closed the distance between his home you observed how nicely decorated it was. Lots of shiny things in a wooden chest he had, a soft looking bed and cute trinkets placed along the walls. It was big so the fact that he filled it up nicely was impressing.

“How about some crab?” He said, poking at the live crabs he had in another slightly different trap, the knots and twists being almost identical to the one you were in. He seemed to use traps to catch all his food instead of chasing it himself.

“Sure! How are you gonna cook it?” You asked curious, swimming around him in circles to see what he was doing. You were able to witness him grabbing the trap brimming with crabs and bringing them up to the end of the cave, there you were able to see that the roof went further up. He seemed to almost disappear after climbing up onto something.

You popped your head up the water to see this was his kitchen area, it had pots and pans hanging on hooks and a small dinner table with a few seats. His place was bigger than you imagined, it had an area with no water that connected to the ocean after-all.

“Gonna boil them?” You looked curiously at him grabbing a pot and sliding over back to the large opening in the floor to the rest of his home, collecting ocean water in it. “Yup” Kioshi softly said, putting the pot down on a metal grill. He seemed to have lots of kitchen supplies, it made your curious to whether he stole it from humans.

You had your own little collection stolen from humans but definitely not a entire room’s worth, not yet anyways. You were curious enough to want to ask Kioshi more questions about him, but decided not to.

The boiled crabs poured into a glass bowl in-front of you made you drool almost instinctively, as if you’ve always known his cooking. You stared at the bowl first, noticing that it was expensive looking and had cracks, he must’ve glued it back together.

He sat down in front of you, pondering on why you were staring at the bowl instead of the cooked crabs you could be eating, was it not appetizing? Should he cook something else? He twiddled his thumbs against each other while trying to think of whether he should speak up.

Kioshi opened his mouth to speak but you paused the words from leaving his mouth with a happy hum. “It’s so good!!!” You muffled with crab meat in your mouth, once you managed to chew and swallow a few more pieces.

“Thanks Kioshi! You’re so good at cooking” You cleared your throat, looking up at him with another opened crab leg.

“No problem” He mumbled, feeling his face heat up. He wasn’t sure why he had the sudden urge to keep you in his cave forever, for you to become his mate and be devoted to him as he would with you. Maybe it was because he didn’t have one yet, or possibly because you were perfect for him.

He’d find a way to keep you here, whether that would be pearls, his cooking, or anything he could possibly steal from humans, he’d do it.

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mykoreanlove · 6 months

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fighting with felix be like

“You’re being ridiculous, y/n.”

His words stung, adding onto the heavy pain you were already feeling. “Am I though? Your ex was with us right there tonight. Am I ridiculous for feeling jealous?” He halted abruptly and turned around. “That is what this is about? You were jealous because of my ex?”

Your eyes were glued to the floor. This was your first relationship, and you had no idea how to navigate tough situations like these. Felix’ gaze softened as he understood why you made his night a living hell.

He embraced you in his arms and kissed your forehead, whispering to you softly. “Sweetums, I had no idea you felt that way. I’m sorry. Please believe me that you have nothing to worry about. My ex is my ex for a reason. Okay?”

His loving eyes pierced through yours and you felt butterflies all over again. You felt stupid for acting like a bitch tonight. Shame flooded your system – you wanted to be a cool girl, not a pathetic one.

You thought about ways to make it up to him. As you fumbled with the zipper of his jeans you looked him deep in the eyes and mumbled your apology. “Let me show you how sorry I am.”

Your boyfriend’s eyes widened in surprise – up to now you hadn’t done something like this before.

Felix was more experienced than you were, he definitely wasn’t timid in bed. But he respected you and gave you all the time you needed. You loved the kissing, licking, groping, or fingering but everything else had been new territory for you.

“Sweetums, are you sure?”

You nodded, biting your lip in anticipation. He sat down on the couch after you slid off his dark jeans. His tight boxers were fighting to contain his dick, the bulge was too prominent to ignore.

You had no idea how to do this. Should you have watched some porn before? Shit.

Your fingers grazed his thighs, leaving him shivering in anticipation. Felix’ noticed you tensing up, so he took your face into his hand and placed a sweet kiss on your lips. “Don’t overthink it, baby. Just let it happen naturally.”

You freed his cock out of his boxers. “Damn”, you admired him. “Lixie, your dick is gorgeous.” He laughed out loud. “Thank you sweetums. My dick thinks you’re gorgeous, too.” Now you laughed. You got on your knees and braided your hair into a ponytail, ready for action.

“Well, let me introduce myself properly.”

You had been bopping your head on his dick for almost an hour, you couldn’t get enough. Felix was thick – filling you completely. You almost choked a couple times, but you didn’t care, taking him deep was so fulfilling. You felt dirty, like you were doing something wrong. Your tongue glided over his cock, veins popping out left and right. He was close so many times, twitching in your mouth relentlessly. His deep moans filled the whole room and you never felt prouder. “Sweetums, fuck. I’m about to faint, this feels so fucking good.”

You quickened your pace and sucked harder, covering him and yourself in spit. Felix groaned again and sat up straight, taking your ponytail in his hands, pulling tightly. “Look at me, baby. Look at me while you take me like a little slut.”

Oh, you felt your pussy twitch. Fuck, that was hot. Let me be your little slut, Lixie. I’d do anything for you. You held his gaze while you were sucking and massaging his balls.

His pupils dilated; he was loving this so much. You didn’t think it would be possible for him to get even harder, but it was. It was as if you were licking a rock. “Can I.. can I come in your pretty mouth?”

You squeezed his thighs. God yes, let me taste you. Felix understood and rocked his hips forward, his dick shooting right into the back of your throat, making your eyes water. “God, y/n, I…fuck!”

Felix cum tasted like nothing you had ever tasted before. A mixture of sweet and salty, just like he was. You sucked him dry, licking off every droplet of his salvation.

You had no idea if he was satisfied but you were proud of yourself. “Fuck, sweetums – what was that?” Felix smiled from ear to ear and pulled you to him on the couch. You were laying on his chest, very aware of his heavy breathing. “Was that.. okay?”

He looked at you amused. “Are you kidding? That was the best blowjob I ever got. I wasn’t kidding about fainting. That was intense!” He kissed you tenderly. “Thank you, y/n. I loved it.” You smiled back proudly. Felix hugged you even tighter now. “Did you really do that because of our fight?” You looked up at him, smiling shyly. “Yeah. I felt sorry for how I behaved and I.. I wanted to make it up to you.”

You played with his shirt, waiting for his reply. “Well, if that is the case then we should fight more often. Don’t you think?”

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starsinthesky5 · 10 days

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every time i look at you || joe burrow x reader

description: who knew that an unexpected relationship with a guy you never thought you’d be with would be the happiest, healthiest, and most special relationship in your life? you feel like you’re in high school ;)

a/n: in honor of mr quarterback throwing for the first time since November (publicly). so excited to see him ball ;) this may or may not have been inspired by a song i recently fell in love with.. (cough so high school cough)

alot of flashbacks/reflections to certain moments in this fic because of how the song goes!

word count: 7 k

warnings: smut, language

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You took a deep breath, taking in the salty aroma of your favorite beach as your feet were covered in sand. You and Joe had rented a beach house on your Hometown beach for a few weeks and had invited all your cousins over for a few days, so you were soaking up the last few moments in the sand before you had to get everything ready.

“Y/N, they said that they’re about 30 minutes out!” Joe yelled from the patio. “Come inside so we can get everything set up,”.

“Okay,” you yelled back, looking over at him. His hair was in its ‘post ocean water’ state, slightly messy but perfect at the same time. You both had taken a little dip in the ocean earlier together and he decided to let his hair be, which you approved of since you loved his beach hair. The golden sun was shining right onto him and he was practically glowing.

You got up off the sand and made your way inside the house, making sure to wipe your feet on the mat outside since you had just cleaned. Joe had his back to you as you walked into the kitchen. He had ordered some food, making sure to ask your cousins what they liked and only getting that, and was getting all of it ready for everyone.

“I’m just gonna put out the snack-type food for now so the rest doesn’t get cold,” he says.

“Okayy,” you sing song, admiring your boyfriend for a few moments and taking in all the little details. For starters, the atmosphere. Joe had gotten all the right foods, alcohol, and games for your little beach reunion. You and your older cousins used to go down to the beach for a few weeks every summer, but after everyone got too old and had adult responsibilities, it became very hard to schedule. So, when you told Joe about how you’d spend your previous summers, he was adamant about having your cousins over for a few days during your own beach trip, and that meant the world to you. He had taken the reigns and planned everything out based off of the things you told him, and he did great.

Secondly, Joe himself. Other than the fact that he looked like a Greek God right now, he was being the most perfect boyfriend and lover to you, and making you feel so giddy inside. You had been here for a week already and you felt like you were being transported back to high school. You would go on a beach trip every summer, but usually to Florida or Malibu, but this year Joe wanted to experience the summers you would non-stop talk about. So that’s exactly what you did. You took him to all your favorite spots such as the pier, the arcade, the cute shops, and the restaurants, and made sure he had some of the best boardwalk fries you have ever had. The entire week felt like you were back in high school, doing the same things with your friends, but this time with the most special person in the world and he was enjoying the hell out of it. He felt like he was 17 again and running off to the beach with his friends from sunrise to sunset (even if it was quite a few hours away), just like you would do.

You didn’t realize how long you were staring at him until he playfully threw a chip at your face, causing you to flinch.

“Did I lose you there?” he laughs while leaning against the oven.

“Yeah,” you smile. “Sorry, were you saying something?”.

“Oh, I just said we should hit the pier later tonight if we can. I remember you saying that you guys loved going down there at night since the rides would be the most fun in the dark,” he says.

“Oh it is a must,” you emphasize.

“Mhm. Also, quick question,”.

“Shoot,” you say back, eating the chip he threw at you.

“Why were you staring at me like that just now? Did you need to say something?” he says before launching off the oven and over to you.

“Oh, nooo reason,” you giggle as he wraps his arms around your waist, and your arms around his neck.

“Sureee,” he says while rolling his eyes.

“It was nothing important, I swear,” you say while pressing a kiss onto his nose.

“If you say so,” he says, repeating the action and kissing your nose. “You look gorgeous by the way,”.

You blushed at his words. You were wearing a pair of jean shorts and a lilac tank top, nothing crazy, but just enough for your boyfriend.

“Thank you, Joey,” you say as he pulls you in for a kiss. His hand slides up your waist and around to your back as he pushes you deeper into him. Your hands navigate to his hair as you begin to get lost in his embrace.

“Mm, Joe,” you whimper as you try to pull away, but his lips follow you, pulling you back into the heated kiss, and holding you tighter. He begins to suck on your bottom lip as his hands wander to your ass; you smile into the kiss as you knew exactly what this would lead to.

He pushes you against the counter and cups your ass to help you up onto the surface. You open up your legs to let him in between and hook them around his waist. Your tongues are tangled in your mouth and his hand moves down to unbutton your shorts.

“Joe, they’re gonna be here soon,” you say as you get him to break away by cradling his face. “We still have a lot to do,”.

“We can be quick,” he whispers against your lips.

“Mm, I doubt that. The fastest we’ve done it was probably 30 minutes,” you chuckle.

He stares into your eyes briefly before sighing, “Fine, but we are finishing this later. I don’t care if your family is under the roof, we’ll go outside if we have to,”.

“Deal,” you giggle, giving him a deep kiss to show your appreciation.

A few hours later, your cousins–Sydney, James, Bella, and Micheal–get settled into the house, and you all are gathered on the patio drinking and eating. Non-stop laughter echoes through the air as you all catch up and tell funny stories. You take another sip of your drink as you find yourself staring at your boyfriend once again. He was sitting next to you on the loveseat, your free-hands fingers entwined, as he was telling everyone a funny story about the first time he saw you. It was a pretty embarrassing but cute story, one that always showed off Joe’s adorable little crinkles around his eyes whenever he would tell it.

Flashback to LSU

You were in the library, cramming to finish your research paper on Metaphysics for your Philosophy class, and had completely lost track of time and forgot that you had to be at your best friend’s apartment to help her get ready for her date. Stacks of books were dispersed around your workspace and a big warm cup of coffee was the only thing keeping you sane. You glanced over to the clock and noticed that it was 2:30 and you were supposed to be at her apartment 10 minutes ago.

“Fuck,” you whispered, a feeling of panic washing over you.

You hurried to close your laptop and gathered your books to put them in your bag. You grabbed your cup of coffee and rushed to the stairs to head downstairs, but just your luck, you ran into a book cart on the way and spilled your coffee all over the extremely expensive college textbooks on it.

“Shit,” you said as you saw the librarian walk over to you, a scowl on her face.

“What on earth happened here,” the librarian said. The tone in her voice sends chills down your spine.

“I- I am so sorry,” you said while trying to salvage the textbooks, which was no use since the majority of them had coffee seeping through the pages.

“You college kids and your coffee. Do you realize how expensive these textbooks are?,” she lectured.

“I didn’t mean to spill my coffee on the books, I swear. I was in a rush because I have somewhere to be and completely missed the bookcart,” you explained.

“That’s what they all say,” she said as she cleaned up the spilled coffee. “There are at least 4 fully damaged books. You’re going to have to pay for these,”.

Your eyes widen, “That’s like 450 dollars!”.

“Should have thought about that before bringing coffee in here,” she said while pointing over to the big ‘no food or drinks allowed’ sign.

“Shit,” you mumbled.

“Come with me, we can get you billed for them at the front desk,” she said, motioning you to follow her.

How the fuck were you supposed to pay for these textbooks? Your paycheck from your job at the School Store doesn’t even hit until next week and it definitely was not enough to cover textbook fees since you had 50 other things to do with that money. You accepted your fate and were about to walk with the librarian until you felt a warm and muscular arm around your waist.

“That won’t be necessary Ms. Cindy,” he said. “You see, this is my girlfriend and she was on her way to meet me at the FroYo place down the street for our date,” he added.

“Punctuality was never her strong suit,” he whispered, causing the librarian to chuckle. “Anyways, that’s why she spilled her coffee on these books. It’s pretty much all my fault so if you’re going to charge someone, charge me,”.

You were too nervous to look up because that voice sounded all too familiar, a voice you had heard on screens across campus many times, and you refused to accept reality. There was no way this was actually happening.

“Oh! That won’t be necessary Joe,”.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

“I didn’t know you had a girlfriend,” she smiled.

“Me either,” you whispered.

“What was that?” Joe said while gently squeezing your waist, making you look up at him.

“I- Um,” you stumbled while anxiously searching his eyes for an answer. Something about his eyes calmed you down and you went along with the act. “Yup, he’s my boyfriend,” you said while smiling at the librarian.

“Ahh, Joey finally got a girl,” she teased.

He laughed at her words and you laughed along. Why was he helping you? You don’t even know each other.

“I’ll come back later about the books, we’re a little late for our date. Right, Babe?” he said while giving you a wink.

“Yup! That FroYo is calling my name. Sorry about the books Ms. Cindy,” you say while giving her a sincere smile.

“Oh, no worries Dear! You both go on ahead and enjoy your date,” she says.

Joe gives her a nod and tells her goodbye as he leads you down the stairs and out of the library, still gripping your waist. He finally lets go and moves to face you.

“Thank You,” you quickly say, praying that he wouldn’t make fun of you.

“Anytime…I didn’t catch your name?” he says while putting his hands in the pockets of his purple LSU football shorts.

“Y/N,” you say.

“Anytime, Y/N,” he smiles. “You looked like you needed some saving and I am one of Ms. Cindy’s favorites so,” he says with a shrug.

“Yeah, I was wondering what that was about. She was quick to forget those 450 dollars,” you giggle.

“Me and Ms. Cindy go waaay back. She really helped me out when I transferred here from Ohio State and had literally no idea what the hell I was doing on Campus. She’s basically my Mom down here. I’m pretty much her favorite college student ever,” he laughed.

“Mmmm, that makes sense. Your charm is pretty hard to beat,” you blush.

“Thanks,” he replied while bouncing on his feet. Was he nervous? That was something you’d do whenever you’d get nervous.

“But seriously, thank you for saving my ass back there. How can I repay you?”.

“Hmm, how about that FroYo date girlfriend?” he smirks.

Your stomach fluttered at his question. There was no way in hell the quarterback of the LSU Tigers, the QB1, was asking you to get FroYo with him. You? Some random girl he helped at the library that he’d literally never seen before?

“Oh, um. Are you sure? I mean you probably have somewhere to be and-,”.

“Actually, I just got done film study. And I know that you are free too because you’re def late to wherever you were in a rush to go to,” he interrupts.

You stay silent and look at him for a few seconds. “And, I would love to know how we got to where we are right now,” he adds.

You think about his offer for a few seconds, contemplating if you should take the risk of doing whatever this was with him, but eventually, you say yes. “Okay, let’s get FroYo boyfriend,”.

An hour later

“So you really think aliens are real,” you laugh.

“1000%,” Joe says as he takes another bite of his frozen yogurt. “There is literally no way that we’re the only things in the universe. I refuse to believe it. They’re too advanced to accidentally expose themselves so we probably won’t see them for a while,”.

“Fair point,” you laugh. Joe had been going on about space and aliens for about 10 minutes, and he was absolutely set on convincing you that they existed. You felt high on his interesting thoughts and felt drunk on the feeling that was overcoming you, and it was all because of him. Where were the cameras because you felt like you were living in a teenage rom-com and just had a meet-cute. “Maybe you’re an alien? I mean, I can’t think of any other dude on Campus that would randomly help a random girl at the library like you did,”.

He smiles at you and says, “Maybe I am? I guess we’ll never know,” he shrugs. “What was all that about anyway?”.

“I was caught up writing my essay about Metaphysics and completely forgot that I had to help my friend get ready for her date,”.

“Ah, I see. Did she get ready for her date fine? Ya know, since I stole you away for an impromptu date?”.

“I didn’t know this was actually a date,” you teased.

“It can be if we want it to be,” he says while giving you a wink. “I know I want it to be,”.

You felt like screaming at that moment. He really was being serious about this being a date. You were pretty unlucky in the college dating pool, most guys you met only want to hook up or be FWB, but Joe wasn’t giving either of those vibes, which was shocking considering he’s a football player. He felt different from the other guys, and you loved the way he was making you feel; so silly, shy, and like you were 16 again and were living out the dream of having a football player boyfriend in high school. But him being a football player was the least interesting thing about him. His nerdiness, charm, and normalness shined through which separated him from most guys. This made the risk of starting something with him less scary.

“I do too,” you say while taking another bite of your custard.

He was silently praying you would. Even though you just met, he thought you were the most stunning, genuine, and honest girl he had ever come across. This entire date had felt so relaxed and comfortable, something that was uncommon for him when he would go on a date with a girl. Most of them seemingly just wanted bragging rights as the “quarterback’s girl” or to hook up, and he wanted a real girlfriend, and you gave him that vibe.

“Anyways, she was just fine. I told her why I was skipping out on her and she was more than happy to get ready alone considering why I bailed,”.

He lets out a soft laugh before asking you about your essay. “So your essay, Metaphysics, that’s…?” he says while trying to recall where he heard that from.

“Aristotle,” you answer.

“Right, Philosophy class,” he nods.

“Mhm. I love anything and everything psychology, sociology, and philosophy related,”.

“Nerdy, good to know,” he teases. “I think our second date should be at the art and science museum. I heard they have a pretty sick space exhibit right now and an impressive psych one,”.

Second date? He wanted to spend more time with you. Did he actually like you or was he just being nice?

“Second date?” you questioned.

“Uhh, Duh,” he said while putting his cup down and resting his arms on the table. “You’re super cool, funny, nerdy, and gorgeous. Why would I not want to do this again?”.

You blush at his words and your stomach has butterflies in it as he talks. You shake your head and say, “You’re not gonna let me go until I say yes, will you?”.

“Damn straight,” he says while raising his brows.

You let out a dramatic sigh, “Well, I suppose I’m free Friday night,”.

His face falls at your response. “Got a game that night. Quarterback duties,” he sighs.

You stay silent for a few seconds before he asks another question. “You could come to the game? I can snag you a ticket and one for your friend if you guys wanna sit front row in the stands on our side?”.

Your heart was beating so fast you thought it would pop out of your chest. He wanted you to come to his game and he was being serious. He was serious about all of it; a second date, spending more time with you, and even going to his game. Although you’ve been at LSU for longer than him, you have never attended a football game before. But maybe that should change.

“Sounds perfect. I would love to see you in action up close Mr. Quarterback. Gotta really make sure you know how to ball and that it’s not all talk,” you flirt.

“Oh, it’s not just talk,” he flirts back. “But that sounds good. We can do the museum on Saturday,”.

“Can’t wait,” you say.

Friday Night – Tiger Stadium

“Holy Shit, that was a dime!” You screamed while jumping up and down, and bringing your friend Sophia along with you.

“He is too damn good,” she smiled.

Joe had just thrown his 4th Touchdown pass of the game, and the entire stadium was electric. You felt adrenaline rushing through your veins as you watched Joe tear it up on the field. He knew how to ball, and he knew how to do it well. You had been screaming and cheering the entire time that you were about to lose your voice.

“I seriously cannot believe you two are dating,” Sophia said while squeezing your arm.

“Woah, It was 1 date and we’re not even officially official. We’ll see how it goes,” you blushed.

“Mhmmm. Did you pick a wedding date yet? Ya know, I would like to save the date ahead of time,”.

“Ha ha,” you said while rolling your eyes at her.

“Or did you guys already talk about baby names? You would make the cutest babies on the planet,” she teased.

You couldn’t help but smile at her antics and were caught up in teasing each other so you didn’t even realize that Joe was walking over to the barricade where you were seated in front of. The game had ended and he managed to figure out where you were sitting and wanted to talk to you.

“He’s walking over,” she notices.

You whip your head back around to the field and catch him jogging over to you, helmet in hand and a big smile on his gorgeous face.

“I’m gonna go pee, let me know what’s up Mrs. Quarterback,” she winks, quickly exiting the row you were sitting in and leaving you alone.

You shake your head and look back over and Joe is standing right in front of you on the ground below. “Did you have fun?” he panted.

You leaned down to get closer to him, “Are you fucking kidding me. That was so much fucking fun. I don't think I've ever had this much fun at a sporting event, you killed it,” you smiled.

“Thank you, and I’m glad,” he said. “You look really pretty, by the way, the LSU purple and ‘9’ looks amazing on you,”.

“I’m glad you like it, I could get used to this. Purple might just be my new favorite color,” you tease.

“I mean, you look absolutely gorgeous in purple,” he nods. “I’ll be wrapped up here in like 30 minutes. If you’re free, we can go get something to eat after,”.

“I’d love to,” you said while reaching down and pressing a kiss on his cheek, causing him to blush.

A half-hour later, you meet Joe outside the stadium and he has an Uber ready for you both. You texted Sophia to let her know that you and Joe were hanging out so you’d see her tomorrow before your date with him.

You walk over to him and the car as he opens your door for you, making sure you get inside first.

“Thank You,” you say at the sweet gesture as you climb into the backseat.

He climbs in next to you, shutting the door and immediately pushing a button to close off the little window in the car that separates the driver from you both since it was a fancier Uber than you were used to.

You’re a little confused as to why he did that but before you could ask him, he pulls you closer by your waist, your legs tangled, and he presses his lips against yours. You stay absolutely still for a few seconds before moving your hand to the back of his head, pushing him closer to you. He begins to suck on your lips as you press yourself closer to him. His tongue pushes against your lips, begging for entrance. You open up your mouth and his tongue begins to explore yours and you do the same with him. His grip around you tightens as you feel butterflies flutter in your belly, the kiss turning hotter and messier by the second. Pure electricity between you both.

“Joe,” you whimper as he begins to kiss down to your neck.

Eventually, he pulls away, leaving both of you a little breathless.

“I’ve been waiting to do that all week,” he confesses, his lips a little swollen from the kiss.

“Well, I’m glad you decided to do it,” you whisper, pulling him back to you as you kiss him again, both of you grinning into the fiery kiss.

End of flashback

“Oh my god, that was the most embarrassing moment of my life,” you cackled.

“But, it was also the best. Without that, we wouldn’t be here,” Joe says as he brings your hand to his lips, pressing a soft kiss to it.

“I mean, who knew that we would end up here? I seriously thought you were going to ditch me after you got drafted to the Bengals,” you joked, only partially though.

“Ditch you for what? I have everything I’ve ever wanted and need right here,” he says as he squeezes your leg.

Flashback to Draft Night- Athens, Ohio

It was currently Draft Night, also the night that Joe’s life, and yours, would change forever. He already knew he was going to be the first overall pick, also knowing he was ending up in Cincinnati. Joe had told you before you both graduated that wherever he ended up, he wanted you to go with him. You thought he was just messing around, but he was being so incredibly serious and you were feeling it for real now.

Flashback to Graduation

After the graduation ceremony, Joe had decided to take you back to the FroYo place where you both had you first unofficial official date. He had been meaning to talk to you about your future plans for a few weeks, but never found the right time to bring up such an important subject. He thought it would be best to talk to you about it today, and where better to do it than where it all started.

You had gotten your FroYo and sat down at the same table you usually sat at and started digging in.

“I want to talk to you about something,” Joe said, his voice a little shaky and nervous.

You notice his demenour, put your cup down, and reached over to grab his hand, stroking his skin for comfort. “What’s up?” You ask.

“We just graduated,” he says.

“That we did,” you smile.

“And I declared for the draft,” he adds. Your smile drops a bit at his next sentance.

“That you did,” you said back.

He didn’t really know how to approach the subject, so he just decided to let it out. “Come with me,” he said.

“Come with you where?” You giggled.

“Wherever I end up. Whichever team and city drafts me. Go with me,” he says.

Your stomach does a backflip as you listen to him talk. He wanted you to go with him? You didn’t really know what was going to happen to your relationship after you graduated. You knew he was going to declare for the draft, and knew he was going to get drafted; but what you didn’t know was what was going to happen with you. A thought in the back of your mind was that he would breakup with you, and that thought scared the shit out of you. The thought of that happening was killing you, but he clearly had other plans.

“Really?” You ask.

“Really.” He says, squeezing your hand. “I need you with me. I love you so much and the thought of us being so far away from each other is bullshit. I can’t do this without you, Y/N,”.

You stay silent for a few seconds to collect your thoughts. If you went with him, you’d be living together. You’d have to find a Job in whichever city you’d end up in. It didn’t sound so bad. Actually, it sounded like a dream. You’d get to stay with the love of your life and get to embark on this journey together.

“Okay,” you smile after thinking about his offer for a few moments.

“Seriously?” He asks.

“I’ve never been more serious about anything in my life.” You say while staring into his ocean blue eyes which are filled with promise and love.

Flashforward back to Draft Night

“Are you excited?” You ask Joe as you sit next to him on the couch. The draft was virtual for the most part this year due to COVID-19, so you were enjoying draft night from the comfort of his parent's house.

“Excited, nervous, and a bit scared,” he laughs.

“Sounds about right. Your life is about to change,” you say as you press a kiss onto his cheek.

“Our life,” he says.

Butterflies flutter in your belly, “Right, our life,” you say as you get a warm feeling in your stomach.

“Did you hear back from the job you applied to in Cincy?” He asked.

“Not yet. Should be hearing back tomorrow. Buttt, I talked to one of my connections there and they said to be expecting a positive answer,” you beam.

“That’s amazing, Y/N. I'm so proud of you,” he says as he pulls you in for a hug.

You let out a laugh as he pulls you in tighter, “I can’t wait,”.

“Me either. It’s starting to feel real,” he says.

“Oh, it will feel realer when we go house hunting in Cincy on Sunday,” you say as you pull away from the hug.

Joe lets out a sigh, “Mm I can’t wait for the fun experience that’ll be,”.

“It won’t be super fun, but at least we’re doing it together,” you say, gazing lovingly into his eyes.

“And I’m very glad we are,” he says, pressing a kiss to your soft lips.

End of flashback

“Aww, you guys are so cute,” Sydney says.

"Agreed. I’ve never seen Y/N happier and more free like she is with you, Joe,” James adds as he takes a sip of his drink.

Joe looks over at you with a big smile, “Well, I’m lucky to have her,”.

You look over at him with so much love and comfort. No one has truly ever had you like he has. He brings out the best in you, and he has since day 1. Everyone can see it, and everyone can feel it too.

A little later, you all go back inside and go your own ways for a little bit for some guy and girl time. The boys are sitting on the couch and getting the Xbox set up to play Grand Theft Auto, while You, Sydney, and Bella are sitting at the Kitchen Island drinking some wine and having girl talk.

You look back over to Joe, who seems to be incredibly excited to play GTA with your cousins.

“So high school,” you giggle as you remember a similar instance from a few years ago.

Flashback to a few years ago

You had just gotten back from lunch with your friends and were making your way into your and Joe’s house. You walked into the kitchen to get a glass of water and saw Joe sitting on the couch, seemingly playing video games with his high school friends, something he would usually do on weekends.

You walk over to him and he sees you, so he puts his headset down and mutes himself. “Hey Babe, how was lunch?”.

“It was good, just the usual,” you say as you sit next to him on the couch.

He looks back over to you, taking in everything about you. You looked absolutely sexy in your white top and flowy pink short skirt; your hair was in two cute braids. “You look beautiful,” he says as he goes back to his game.

“Thank youuu,” you say as you fall back against the couch cushion, your skirt riding up your legs. You move your hand to his lower back and slip it under his shirt, rubbing the soft golden skin. A smirk graces his face as he leans back against the cushions like you are. His hand moved to your thigh, slowly creeping up to your core.

“Joe,” you whisper.

“It’s alright, they can’t hear you. And I owe you for this morning,” he says as he puts his headset back on and unmutes himself. He was referring to the early morning head you gave him before you left for your lunch. He wanted a little more, but that was all you had time for.

His fingers move under your skirt and hover over your already damp-panties. He slides them over to the side and feels your wetness. You let out a quiet moan as you move your hips closer to his hand. Your wetness allows him to easily slide his finger inside your core, causing you to let out another moan.

“Joe, shit,” you quietly moan.

He begins to pump his finger in and out of your slick heat as your breaths come out in short gasps. You move your hand to grip his forearm as he picks up the pace of his fingers, eventually adding another which was driving you insane.

“Oh my god,” you moan as you squirm in your seat.

You look over at him, a smile on his face and he was so casually talking to his friends through the headset, and had you a complete mess right next to him. He continued to pump his fingers into your core as your grip on his forearm tightened.

“Ahh,” you quietly moan as you throw your head back into the cushion. Your breathing turned heavier as his thumb grazed your clit and he started to rub your sensitive sweet spot. A few seconds later, you felt your walls clenching around his fingers.

“I’m gonna cum,” you whimpered. And as if on cue, he pinched your clit with his thumb and pumped another finger into your core, ultimately sending you straight over the edge.

“Joee,” you moaned as you came around his fingers.

End of flashback

“Joe’s a really great guy,” Bella says as she takes a sip of her wine, snapping you back to the present.

“Mhm, he really meshes with everyone so well,” Sydney adds as she pops a chip into her mouth.

“Yup. Andd he is absolutely amazing to you. He’s like your real-life prince charming that you would dream about in high school,” Bella says.

A blush creeps up your face as they continue to tell you how amazing he is. “He’s so down to earth and normal even though he’s a millionaire quarterback, it never fails to amaze me. And he is absolutely head over heels in love with you” Sydney says while patting your thigh.

“Yeah, he really is,” you say as you take a sip of your wine.

“I mean, it’s been like what, 5 or 6 years?” Sydney asks.

“Yup,” Bella responds.

“5, almost 6 years of that everlasting blush and smile on your face. This is it, Y/N,” Sydney says, referring to what you had been dreaming about since you were little.

“Here comes the bride,” Bella Sing-Songs as she mimics a slow dance, causing you to break into a laugh.

“Bella’s right. Any wedding bells in the near future?” Sydney asks.

A smile creeps up your face as you look back over to Joe who is incredibly focused on the video game and chatting with your other cousins.

“Yeah actually. We have talked about it,” you say as you look back over to Sydney and Bella, a big smile on both of their faces.

Flashback to last summer

You and Joe had been laying out on the pool chairs on the deck, soaking in a bit of the sun and hoping for a nice tan. You were laying there with your eyes closed as you suddenly felt a dip in your pool chair. You opened your eyes and Joe was kneeling on the chair.

“Think you can make some room?” he smiles.

“Always,” you say as you spread open your legs. Joe lays down in between them, the back of his head resting against your belly and his arms caressing your legs. You move your hands into his soft golden hair and let out a relaxed sigh as you feel so much peace at that moment. You closed your eyes again, but suddenly opened them at Joe’s question.

“Do you wanna get married?” he asks so casually.

“What,” you say, feeling a bit dazed.

“I said, Do you want to get married?” he laughs as he turns around in between your legs, moving a bit higher so that his head is resting on your chest now and his arms around your waist.

“Is this your way of proposing?” you giggle as you look down at him.

“Well, No. I don’t have a ring yet and when I do propose, it will definitely be more memorable. But would you want to marry me?”.

You stay silent for a few seconds, a million thoughts in your head. Was this really happening? You had dreamt of your wedding since you were 5 years old, and now you had someone who wanted to make that a reality. And it wasn’t just any ‘someone’, it was Joe, your Joe. Your boyfriend, best friend, and favorite human.

“Of course I would,” You smile as he looks back up at you.

“Really?” he asks while raising his eyebrows.

“Really. I couldn’t think of a better person to spend my life with. You are quite literally my dream boy and I am so fucking glad I spilled that coffee on those textbooks in the Library at LSU. It brought me you,” you say as you rub his back.

“I love you,” he says as he presses kisses onto your chest.

“I know things are a bit crazy right now with football and everything and I want you to focus on your goals first, so whenever the time is right and the time comes, I’ll be right here,” you add.

Joe lifts his head off of your chest, moves to your face, and starts to press kisses all over your lips. “I love you so much,” he says in between kisses.

“I love you too, future husband,” you say.

End of flashback

“Awwww,” your cousins said in Unison.

“So yeah,” you breathe out. “It’s gonna happen when it happens,” you shrug.

“Well, I have a feeling it’s gonna happen soon. My intuition has never failed me,” Sydney says.

“Syd’s right. You remember when her intuition said that the Zipper ride at the pier was going to break down mid-ride and that we shouldn’t go on it? And then 15 minutes later what happened?”

“You guys are too much,” you giggle as you get off the barstool and put the empty glasses in the sink.

“Can’t help it. Baby Cousin is gonna be a Wifeyyyy,” Bella teases as she hops off the barstool and grabs your arms, and twirls you around.

“Shut up,” you laugh as she pulls you in for a hug.

“Yo, you guys ready to go to the pier?” Micheal asks from the living room.

You lift your head up and say, “Um, is that even a question,”.

“Joe, you and Y/N can go in your car, we all can take the other one,” Sydney says.

“Sounds good,” he says as he walks over to the counter to grab the keys and then grabbing your hand. He presses a kiss to your forehead as he leads you out to the driveway.

A few minutes later

You and Joe are in the car and on the way to the Boardwalk where the pier is. Joe’s hand rests on your thigh and your hands are playing with his soft fingers.

“You having fun?” he asks.

“I am,” you smile. “Thank you so much for doing this,”.

“Hey, they’re my family too,” he says while giving your thigh a soft squeeze.

You look over at Joe for a few moments. God, your life was perfect. You could not ask for anything more, it couldn’t get better than this. He was truly the best thing that could have ever happened to you. Your family loved him, your friends loved him, you loved him. The way he makes you feel cannot be replicated by anyone else. Truly one of a kind.

“Y/N, you’re staring at me again,” Joe laughs as he notices you gazing at him.

“I knoww,” you blush.

“Well… You gonna tell me why this time?” he asks, looking back over at you.

You let out a content sigh, “I just feel so high school every time I look at you,”.

“I’m gonna pretend like I know what you’re talking about,” he says while parking the car.

“I feel so high school with you, like I’m 16 again. I’m dating a quarterback who absolutely loves everything about me. I never thought I would be dating him, it was really unexpected. I never would have had the courage to make a move, but he did. You knew what you wanted and boy, you got her” you beam. "I'm living a teen rom-com right now,".

Joe turns off the car and looks at you, his mouth slightly open and his eyes filled with nothing but love. His heart fluttered at your words. You were it for him. He wanted nothing more and he felt at peace knowing you felt the same about him.

“Y/N,” he whispers as his hand cups your cheek.

“I love you, Joe. Thank you for making my dream a reality,” you say as you move closer to him.

He leans over the center console and slowly inches closer to your lips, eventually capturing them in a sweet kiss. The neon lights from the Ferris Wheel reflected onto the car, casting a glow on both of you. This felt like something straight out of high school. You were sitting in the car with the man of your dreams, at the beach where you would spend countless hours of your youth, a memory-filled place, and you were sharing it with your special person.

You pulled away after a few seconds, a smile bigger than ever before on your face. “You know how that felt?”.

“So High School,” he responded with a smile.

“So High School,” you nodded as you pulled him back to you for another kiss, both of you smiling into it.

Suddenly you heard a few smacks on the window and some yelling, causing you and Joe to pull away.

“What the-” you say.

“Come onnn Love-Birds!” James yells.

“We don’t have all night!” Bella screams as your Cousins walk over to the pier entrance.

“You guys can make babies later, that rollercoaster is calling our name!” Sydney yells.

“Let’s goooo,” Micheal adds, pointing to the Ferris Wheel.

You and Joe look at each other and start laughing at the scene. He gets out of the car and makes his way to your side, opening your door and helping you out of the car. He closes your door, grabs your hand, entwines your fingers, and leads you over to the entrance.

“This is gonna be epic,” Joe says. His cheeks were pink and his eyes twinkled in the light, a bounce present in his step. He looked like a little kid at the boardwalk for the first time.

“Yeah, this is so high school,” you laugh as Joe eagerly leads you to the entrance.

--The End--

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ღsypnosis:' pranking' your bestie gone wrong (right!)

ღan: heavily inspired by one of the best thrillers ever, happy halloween!!

ღcw: mentions of death and blood, semi-descriptive smut or sum idk (first time btw so don't laugh), finger-fucking, oral (fem to fem obvi), manipulative tactics used, semi coercion, cussing, everyone’s 18+, and uhh i think that's all.

the moon was full tonight, and the blood you thought you rinsed off with a hose was still coated on your hands. you took a good look at them and licked your fingers dry, then looked up seeing mikasa’s light being the only one off. huffing, you saw the ladder next laying on the back of the house, and groaned, knowing you had a full fear of heights, but huffed and moved it closer towards her window. “fuck i hope your window’s unlocked miks.”

when you reached to the top, you juggled with her window and ‘ahh’ed when it opened for you, “bingo.” you saw mikasa’s figure sleeping soundly and sighed, taking off your jackets and pants while also checking yourself out in the mirror. you snuck in the her bed quietly and laid for roughly 10 minutes waiting until she turned around and once she did, you saw her eyes peek slightly open looking directly in yours.

“hi.”

“AHHH WHAT THE HELL?!!” a blood-curdling scream roared from her lips. she ran to turn on her lights, wondering who was in her bed this late at night, “enough with the screaming mikasa, damn you’re such a cliche-”

“GET THE HELL OUT!” you saw her holding her chest with one hand and pointing towards the door with the other, the fear evidently shown on her face “but we always share your bed when we have slumber parties?” you could still see the anger on her face, "but i didn’t invite you over…?"

"oh my god, when's the last time you've physically invited me over? since we were what, 12? we're past that stage now..." mikasa huffed loudly to show that she's irritated but you noticed she let her guard down, so you slid over the bed towards her and hesitantly slid her glasses off, “calm down…I won’t bite...”

“tell that to jean-”

“watch it. he was hitting on you, you know i don’t like that.. besides, he was a little salty so you're not missing out...” she saw your eyes turn from flirty to irritation in 2 seconds but brushed it aside knowing you'd be back to normal in no time. she stared down at the shirt you wore, something that was definitely not owned in your closet, as she felt you run her hands through your hair,

“where’d you get that shirt?” you looked down at the shirt, smirking, “it makes my boobs look great, don’t they mika?” mikasa rolled her eyes at your redirection the conversation to something else and gave you a long hard look, a total comparison to the soft, lustful look in your eyes, “c’mere,” you grabbed her cheeks and pulled her into a small kiss, the feeling of her soft lips caressing her made her feel something she couldn’t put in words.

she hesitated at first, but because you were so persistent, she leaned back in and kissed you back, hard. her soft breaths exhaled slowly, feeling your tongue wrestle against hers. abruptly, you backed away and laid down flatly on her bed, silently inviting her with a distinct look in your eyes.

“y/n, this is…so wrong-”

“of course it’s not wrong, best friends kiss all the time! i mean, we’re still best friends, right?” you sat up to meet her eye as she sat on the bed, nodding at you slowly. “but i’ve never kissed anyone.”

“you mean to tell me you 'n eren never kissed? as long as you've both dated? or anyone??" she shyly shook her head no, “well now you have! so let’s get to learning, shall we?” mikasa still had a fearful look on her face and sighed, knowing you’d probably had better kissers before her, “what’s the long face? you’ll be fine, mika, trust me.” your eyes captivated her and saw them roll obnoxiously when you weren’t budging, “you know what, i’m gonna find someone else to kiss if you don’t-”

mikasa instantly feels a burst of confidence and shuts you up, kissing you more passionately. pushing you back on that bed and crawling on top of you, neither one of you broke the kiss not once. heavy moans and breaths came from you both and you moved your hands to push her down on your crotch area, feeling and kneading through her ass through her black thin night shorts. she tilted her head then moved her hands to your tits, massaging them softly which erupted a long whiny moan coming from your throat. “fuck you’re so hot,”

“am i?” your hand went down to cup her cunt, moving your fingers against her clothed clit slowly which made her hips stuttering against you, “fuck, d-don’t stop, please,”

“wasn’t planning on it,” you hastily pulled her pants off, deciding to keep her cute pink and white panties on instead since it complimented her skin…

…oh! and they were pink too.

you continued to rub her clit through her panties, feeling a wet patch starting to form and mikasa’s moans were perfect, something you’d want to hear forever. they were loud, but not too loud to travel from the room and wake up her grumpy ass mom, and they were sooo high pitched, contrasting from her deep voice. “‘ts feels sooo good, y/n, shit.”

“mhmmm…” you pulled her panties down with your teeth while keeping eye contact with her, and when your cold middle finger slowly slid in her cunt, she fell over continously moaning aloud, “aww fuck!”

flipping over so you're the one on top and her beneath you, you saw the tears threatening to spill from her eyes, thrusting your fingers inside of her and kissing along her neck, feeling the need for blood, but shook that thought out, wanting to keep giving your best friend the pleasure she definitely wasn't receiving from eren,

“tell me how it feels baby,” hearing your raspy voice, she felt like she wanted to cum right then and there.

you noticed mikasa leg shaking, the crescent shaped marks embedded in your arm from her sharp nails which piqued an interest in something, “you wanna cum?”

“yesss i wanna cum, please let me-!”

“if you don’t tell me how you feel, i can’t let you cum baby,” you could hear the irritation in her sigh, and you moved from her neck to her face, “b-but i alre-ready told you how i felt--OH FUCK!”

you pushed another finger inside of her, feeling her cunt squeeze your fingers which restricted your movements for a hot second, “relax, baby relax,” seeing-well more like feeling that she wasn’t letting up, you moved down to her glistening pussy, and licked a stripe up to her clit, feeling mikasa tremble under you.

continously thrusting your fingers, you began to eat her out simultaneously and mikasa felt like she was seeing stars. the feeling from your two fingers and your tongue was too much for her, and when you sucked her clit, she couln’t even warn you when she came, her wetness dripping all over your face and down her thighs…but you didn’t stop sucking and slurping, removing your fingers and stuck them insider of her mouth once mikasa sat up, overstimulation hitting her hard. “w-wait wait wait-.”

“why would i wait, mikasa? huh?” you looked up at her, seeing her drool all over your fingers, going down your arm. with a small bit of strength, she pushed your head back away from her, closing her legs which were still shaking from how hard she came. “woah…you’re so wet right now fuck.”you rubbed against her thighs wanting to pry them open and slurp her sopping pussy up all over again. “oh shut up,” you quirked one brow up, and smirked, waiting for her to put her guard down, and as soon as you saw her exhale slowly, you slid open her legs and attached your mouth to her lower lips once again, "hold on y/n, wait-" even though she was steadily telling you to stop, her hands continuously pushed your head further into her pussy. "right there, baby right thereee," she grabbed your hair and moved your face basically up and down against her cunt, her legs continuously spasming.

your hands went inside of your panties, flicking your fingers inside of your own gushing core and rubbing your thumb against your clit, as you licked and sucked onto her clit once again, "you're such a bitch for this, y/n,"

you stopped your motions, not liking her choice of wording and in comes a brilliant idea in your brain, an idea that could instantly make her lose this sudden attitude she had and use her mouth for something better.

you immediately pulled your panties down, pushing her laid back once again and sat right on top of her mouth, facing your back towards her, “let’s put this mouth to good use, hm? or are you too scared to do something,” mikasa couldn’t lie, you were acting real cocky and knew that she needed to do something to shut you up.

so, she grabbed your hips to plant your warm pussy fully agasint her mouth and she began copying the motions you did to her previously, feeling you scrunching up the ends her tank top, “ooh, for once, you really know what you-you’re doing, you’re taking me so well princess…” mikasa didn’t let your hips go, instead even tried to ground them further, and you were lowkey scared the fat of your ass was gonna suffocate her.

you moved your hips against her mouth and nose, feeling her tongue go flat, and since you were faced back towards her, she reached up with one hand and pushed you down to her cunt, and you knew what she wanted so you began licking and sucking her pussy again, feeling her moan against you. “mika this- fuck- that feels sooo good, keep going keep-” your hips kept grinding against her mouth, softly moaning against her sex.

funny enough, you got the sense that she was trying to overpower you, and you could not let that happen so you shakily hopped off her face and spread her legs wide open, fully connect your pussy on to hers, the feeling of your grinding ontop of her clit made mikasa see stars. “ohh my…goddddd,” you held her leg in the air, feeling the wetness slosh together, “i’m-’m gonna cum again, you’re so good-

“the best?”

“the best everrr…” you moved just a tad bit faster, her moans that were so pitchy, soft, and so loud, you had to cover her mouth, “you don’t want your mommy dearest coming in, do you?”

her head shook no, a tear rolled down her cheek and she felt like she was about to cum even hard than before, and suddenly she fell out, relaxing with a blissful look on her face, unlike you who was still chasing your well needed high after today’s…events and finally came down right on her cunt, letting out a loud gasp turned into whine…

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now you both were laid out in only just a shirt, cuddle up together when mikasa suddenly woke up and jumped from you, “what the FUCK is happening with me?!”

“wow mika, i never knew you could say the f-bomb so much now,” you giggled at her, watching her pull her panties up fastly, “i-i- saw you, did w-we-we just-!”

“w-w-we fucked? yeah it’s too late for you to be all shocked now, especially when you did your tongue like-“

“oh my god SHUT UP- MMMFHG!!” your hand clasped against her mouth, “god calm down…” she removed her hands from her ears and stared real hard at the shirt you were wearing, furrowing her brows, “isn’t that..eren’s shirt?” “

”hm? this old thing?? it might be, why?” she ignored your giggles and hurriedly called eren’s cell, hearing it ring and ring and ring, “come on eren pick up baby please-”

“baby?” you jerked your head and muttered, seeing her call another number, “hi ms.carla, have you seen eren tonight?”

“uh, no he says he was meeting a girl from his class for a project…y/n i believe, you know her right?” the phone slid from mikasa’s hand and she saw your eyes widen just a bit, then saw your infamous smirk grace your features when she knoes you’ve done something- well more like feasted on someone, “s-sorry ms. carla i-i have to go..” she hung up the phone and finally noticed the small splotch of blood splattered on the side of your jaw, something she swore she didn’t see the entire night. you giggled at her fear-distruaght face, licking the remnants of her off your fingers,

“oops.’

ღan: omg i’ve been gone for a bit but school has its priorities- but that don’t even matter rn🎀

#mikasa x reader #mikasa x black reader #kinktober #mikasa smut #aot smut #smut #wlw ns/fw #wlw smut #mikasa ackerman #attack on titan #aot x black reader #aot fanfiction #aot x y/n #jennifer's body

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my-love-is-sunlight · 3 days

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I crave Sanji angst 😝

here, my humble offering

Human

Sanji x reader

angst/comfort, gn reader

In which you find Sanji chopping vegetables at 2 in the morning

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A shiver ran down your spine making you shift in your sleep, hands looking for your lovers warmth only to be met with an empty side of the bed. Your heart stops and you jolt up to double check, you look out the open window, by the position of the moon it could not be pass 2 am

Where was Sanji?

Worry washes over the sleepiness making your body stand up, put on your slippers with the mission of finding that damn cook. He wasn’t on night watch, his breakfast prep didn’t started in a couple of hours, the sun was still wrapped under the covers of the night sky and the tie calm lulling the strawhats to sleep soundly

Walking down the hallway you peek trough every door and window of The Sunny, being met with dark empty rooms or your crew mates fast asleep, snoring the night away. Suddenly you hear the familiar sound of chopping coming from the kitchen, the light shining warm illuminating your way trough, your eyebrows furrowed in confusion and growing worry

It had come up to your attention that Sanji was used to have anxious fits and sleepless nights were he’d found his mind steering him awake, memories of his past turning into nightmares that haunted him. Regardless of how torturous some nights would feel, shoulders heavy, eye bags hanging, head spinning, Sanji would rarely talk about this fits, saying “Don’t worry that pretty head of yours with me, my love” brushing the matter off only for you to end up holding him tight as he poured his heart out with salty tears on your shoulders

You wished he hadn’t allowed it to get so bad tonight

Carefully you cracked the door of the kitchen open, Sanji never leaving his position, eyes fixed on the vegetables being chopped not noticing your form by the frame of the door

He looked tired

A sigh leaves your mouth as your heart clenches in pain, wondering why weren’t you blessed with a devil fruit or a power form above that could take that pain of his away; all you could offer him right now, was your presence and an ear to listen

“Sanji?” You break him away from his task, his eyes opened wide as they scanned you now approaching the counter, sitting in front of him

Sanji’s body language shifted the instant you entered his field of vision, but you know him well enough to know this is just a facade, noticing the redness and puffiness around his eyes, his stare shattered while he paints a sweet smile over it

“My love, hope I didn’t wake you up” and just like that he’s back to chopping the broccoli, hands moving fast, with an earned precision. You stay quiet, a small fiber of your being hoping he’ll drop this act and just come forward with what’s plaguing his mind, but even if he doesn’t its ok, you’ll be here regardless

“It’s 2 am Sanji, what are you doing?” his movements slow down, his eyes still zeroed on the vegetable

“Thought i’d get started on the food prep early”

“Sanji…” your tone becomes a little heavier, you hated speaking this way specially to him, but you knew if you didn’t press at least a little, the cook would stay the whole night up chopping and preparing food until he’d passed out on the stove

It was rare to see Sanji’s hands tremble, but when he felt your body get up from your seat and walk towards him, it was impossible for them to not to. His breath hitches as the deafening sound of your step getting closer and closer froze him, tears already threatening to spill out of his tired eyes

One of your hands settled on top of his, while the other discarded the knife, instinctively you pulled him closer embracing him in a tight reassuring hug that had him breaking down on you almost at the touch. His hands held you back as he sobbed in the crook of your neck, soothing circles going up and down his back as you whispered

“It’s ok, let it out”, “I’m here”, “Everything’s gonna be fine”

Your sweet voice fell on his ears making him melt even more, sobbing turning into intense crying that had you now sitting on the kitchen floor, his tired legs giving up on him

“I’m sorry” he says, voice broken in barely a whisper that breaks your heart, but you pull yourself together, for him

“Don’t say that, there’s nothing wrong with being vulnerable, I’m always here for you” is in these moments Sanji knows there most be a heaven, a guardian angel that send you his way, to hold him and protect him, to love him unconditionally and be so gentle, a word he had never really understood the extent of the real meaning until you had held him close to your heart

A silence falls like a warm blanket on top of you, his crying ceasing, breath calming as his eyes finally meet yours. There’s a certain embarrassment behind Sanji’s eyes that you still cannot concoct into the correct words to express how it shatters you, all you can say is

“Don’t be ashamed to be human, Sanji” your gaze never wavers from his, speaking every word loud and clear making sure he gets it, and he does

He feels undeserving of such love and care, anyone that has known the both of you could see it in his everyday devotion to you, breaking himself apart for you to feast, being on your call and foot every hour and moment of his days, simply noticing the way he looks at you. Pure adoration he offers you, but now as you walk back to your dorm beside him at almost 3 in the morning, tucking him in your bed his head in your chest as you kiss him good night, he knows adoration is not enough of a word

He loves you

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slut4thebroken · 11 months

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The Lesson

── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

Pairing | Dark!Jason Todd x innocent Batgirl!reader

Summary | Jason teaches you a different way you can make him feel good.

Warnings | Sexual content, 18+, emotional manipulation, coercion, consent through coercion, corruption kink, face fucking, deep throating, crying, no female orgasms, lowkey misogynistic!Jason lol, adopted siblings, but like... he doesn't think of her that way and neither does she.

Words | 2k

Notes | He’s so strong I want him to crush my skull with his bare hands-

Ao3 link | <3

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“Right on time, pretty girl.” You flushed at the pet name as you limped into his room. Bruce had questioned you about why you couldn’t go on patrol tonight, but you told him it was just because you pulled something when you stretched a little too hard. It felt wrong lying to him, but it was better than the truth. When you neared the bed, he moved the covers and maneuvered you to lay completely flush to his body on top of him.

“How’s my favorite girl?” His smile gave you butterflies.

“Sore.” You muttered, looking away from him.

“I can tell.” He chuckled, then once he saw your frown, added, “I’m sorry sweetheart. I’ll try to go easier on you from now on.”

“Thank you, Jay.” You said quietly, giving him a small smile.

“Since you’re still sore, how about we do something else tonight?” You all but sighed in relief from his words. “You ever sucked cock before?” You choked on your spit and stared at him, eyes wide in shock.

“N-no.” You stammered, feeling yourself grow nervous.

“I’ll teach you. I’m sure you’ll be a natural at it, princess.” He smirked, making you blush all the way down to your chest. He moved you down to lay between his legs, then removed his already hard cock from his briefs. “Go ahead, baby. Touch it.” You tentatively reached for it, making him chuckle. “It’s not gonna bite you, just grab it.” Instead of giving you a chance to obey, he grabbed your hand and wrapped it around his cock. He didn’t let go and instead started moving your hand up and down his length.

“Good girl. Just like that.” He said, releasing you to let you continue on your own. It was weird, but you liked watching his reactions— the way his breath would hitch or he’d let a quiet moan escape made you squeeze your thighs together. “Lick the precum.”

“What?” You asked, brows furrowed.

“You don’t know what precum is?” You felt your cheeks heat up and you shook your head, embarrassed. “See that on the tip?” You looked down at his length, finding a bead of clear liquid on top.

“That’s… precum?” The word felt a little silly when you said it outloud.

“Yeah. Go ahead and lick it, tell me how it tastes.” You tentatively leaned down with your tongue out, letting it swipe over the tip just like he said.

“It’s a little salty?”

“Yeah?” You nodded. “Do you like it?”

“I- I don’t know. I think so?” You didn’t. But you didn’t want to make him feel bad.

“Good. Hold it at the base now and lick up from the bottom.” He instructed, hand tangling in your hair. You did as he said, sticking your tongue out and dragging it all the way up his length. “Now close your lips around the tip. Good girl- use your tongue.” You flicked your tongue over him, trying not to cringe when you got another taste of the precum.

“Now hollow your cheeks and go a little deeper- that’s it.” You sucked in your cheeks and moved down, looking up at him through your lashes for approval, making him let out a choked moan. “Fuck- good girl. Up and down.” He started lightly guiding your head and when he suddenly pushed down a little harder until he hit the back of your mouth, you gagged and pulled off, feeling tears already start to build.

“You gotta control your gag reflex, okay? Otherwise you won’t make me feel good.” He warned, making you frown.

“I- I’m sorry. I’ll try.” You said quietly, moving back down on his cock. He continued guiding you and when his cock brushed the back of your mouth again, you were a little more prepared this time, only gagging a little.

“Good girl, keep that up.” He said through a moan and you could feel that familiar tingle between your legs. He continued moving your head up and down his length, each time brushing the back of your throat, but even then he was still barely half way inside.

“I’m gonna speed up a little okay?” All you could go to respond was look up at him. He started moving your head faster now, adding his other hand to your head to have even more control. When he brushed your throat, making you gag, his grip on your hair tightened and he shushed you gently. “You’re okay. You can take it.” He cooed, groaning when you let out a muffled whimper. He finally let out pull off and you coughed and sputtered, looking up at him, eyes blurry with unshed tears.

“Oh fuck.” He moaned, moving a hand to cup your cheek. “Holding up okay?” He asked, brushing his thumb over your bottom lip, shiny with spit. You whined and averted your gaze, not wanting to disappoint him. “I’m not going to do this without consent so if you really want to leave me in pain again, then I guess we can be done.” He warned, making your eyes snap back to his.

“No, I- I’m sorry. I want to, Jay, ‘s just hard.”

“I know, baby. But the more you practice, the better you’ll get.” He gave you a small smile that you couldn’t help but return. “Ready for more?” You nodded, tentatively opening your mouth as his hand moved back to your hair. He slid in again, resuming the fast pace, and you focused on holding back your gag reflex to last longer. Part of you wondered why you couldn’t do it how you first started, going up and down on your own and using your hand, but he knows more about this than you do so there’s probably a reason.

“Okay, I’m gonna go all the way in now. Do you trust me?” You did your best to nod with his length still in your mouth and his grip still on your hair, even though you weren’t sure what he meant. “Take a deep breath.” You inhaled through your nose, then he was pushing you down until his cock hit the back of your mouth. You tried not to gag, but when he kept pushing, you couldn’t help it. Letting out a muffled whimper, your hands settled on his thighs, gripping tightly and trying to push yourself up.

“Look at me.” He rasped. The second your watery eyes fluttered up to his, the pressure increased tenfold until his cock was breaching your throat barrier and your lips were at the base. Your eyes widened as you choked, but his grip was unmoving. “Oh my fucking god.” He whimpered, letting out a vulgar moan. The tears in your eyes quickly started falling and the longer he held you there, the more you started to panic until you were thrashing in his grip.

“You’re okay- just take it.” When you tried to pull off, he just pushed down harder, burying your nose in his pelvis. “Good girl- good fucking girl. It’s okay to struggle, I’m strong enough to help you out and hold you still.” When he finally relaxed his grip to let you pull off, you immediately shot up, choking and coughing, then letting out a quiet sob. He shushed you, stroking your hair with one hand, but keeping the other gripped tight so you couldn’t move away.

“You’re doing so good, baby. I’m so proud of you.” He cooed. You couldn’t stop crying, not used to the panic you just felt— the feeling of being completely trapped. “Can you look at me, princess?” He asked softly and you couldn’t help but obey. His cock twitched as he cursed under his breath at the sight of your tear stained cheeks.

“You can take just a little more right? I’m so close.” Despite the fact that your whole body was protesting, you gave him a small nod. “That’s my girl. You’re doing so good for me. Love you so much.”

“Love you too, Jay.” You rasped, voice already incredibly hoarse.

“Ready?” You did your best to quickly level out your breathing as you sniffled, trying to mentally prepare yourself too. When you nodded, he grasped your hair with both hands again and guided you back down. He fucked you slowly for a little while, letting you get used to the feeling again, then sped up. He didn’t pull you all the way down, just let the tip hit the back of your mouth with each thrust. When his moans got progressively louder, you knew he was nearing his orgasm.

He pulled you down, groaning when his cock met the resistance of your throat, but kept going until he forced it all the way in. His hands splayed flat on the back of your head, holding you completely still against him as he groaned. With your nose completely pressed to his pelvis, it made it even harder for you to try and breathe.

He held you still, his hips bucking up every once in a while, and you clawed at his thighs as more tears started to fall. When hot come hit the back of your throat, you let out a strangled whimper. His hips kept grinding up against your face even though he couldn’t go any deeper and you started panicking again. You could barely get the sounds of your cries out with his cock buried so deep. Before it stopped twitching entirely, he pulled out, one hand holding you still and the other rapidly fisting it as more come shot out, hitting your face.

“Keep it open.” He said quickly when you started closing your mouth. Despite your coughing and crying, you opened your mouth again as the last few ropes of come left his cock, this time mostly landing in your mouth. You grimaced at the taste, but he paid no mind to it. As his hand slowed to a stop, you tried to focus on calming down and not crying.

“Fuck.” He groaned, drawing the word out. “Good fucking girl. Clean it up.” He swiped the come off your face with his fingers, then shoved them in your drooling mouth as far as he could, being sure to push down on your tongue to make you gag as you “cleaned them.” When he pulled them away and wiped the spit off on your cheek, your face heated up.

“Such a good girl.” He cooed, wiping the rest of your tears away. He pulled you up his body until you were straddling his hips, then reached for the hem of your sleep shirt, forcing it off of you. You shivered at the cool air on your now exposed nipples and he groaned but focused on the original task of cleaning the spit off your face with your shirt. When he finished, he told you to lay down so you moved to the side and he cleaned his softening cock, then tucked himself back in his briefs and discarded your shirt on the floor. He pulled you into him, wrapping his arms around your torso as you laid your head on his chest.

“Jay, can I have some water?” You rasped, throat sore.

“What for, baby?” He muttered, clearly more tired than before.

“Don’t like the taste…”

“No one likes the taste. And I’m not gonna be offended since you didn’t know, but saying something like that is usually frowned upon when it comes to sex.”

“Oh… Why?” You asked, brows furrowed in confusion.

“Because it’s rude, princess. If anything you should be saying thank you to me for giving it to you.”

“I’m sorry… Thank you, Jay.” You said quietly, feeling embarrassed about your lack of knowledge surrounding sex. You were glad that you had someone you trusted to teach you though, someone you felt comfortable making dumb mistakes like this around.

“You’re welcome. Now go to sleep okay?”

“Okay, sorry. I love you.” You said, placing a kiss to his chest.

“Love you too, baby.” He mumbled, placing a sleepy kiss on the top of your head.

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geekforhorror · 8 months

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sub anakin being so desperate but wanting to be good and the moment he can touch you hes so worked up. you let him eat you out and hes so rushed and needy about it as much as he wants to savor it and be slow

rock your body

pairing: aotc!anakin x fem!reader

warning(s): SMUT (DNI IF YOU’RE UNCOMFORTABLE WITH IT!), dom!reader, sub!anakin, bratty ani, mommy kink, hand job (male!receiving), oral sex (fem!receiving), teasing, praise, etc.

word count: 1.7k

a/n: when u guys see “my little padawan” used in this, i just want to let u guys know that the reader is NOT a jedi master or anything like that she just likes calling him that <3

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Today had been full of surprises, one of them being the fact that you were currently edging the shit out of Anakin while you were on top of him.

“My sweet little padawan can’t handle mommy, can he?” you say with a smirk as you jerk him off.

“Too good for me, mommy!” he says with a moan, the pleasure filling his aching and overstimulated cock.

He had been so clingy all day and you noticed right away. He was trying to get your attention, which you found too slutty for his own good. You wanted him to think about what he did and that’s exactly what you were doing while pumping away at his aching cock. What made this even worse for him was the one rule you gave him: he couldn’t touch you. Anakin loved when he could touch you every second of the day and the fact that you took the one thing he wanted away from him was frustrating. It also made him harder, which worked to your advantage.

See, you always knew what would get him all hot and bothered. Whether it was wearing a very short skirt, praising him, or even teasing him. You had done all three tonight which made him a moaning mess as he grew harder underneath your hand. Any one of those things by itself would’ve been enough to make him bust, but all three? He may as well be considered a dead man.

All of a sudden, you were alerted to just how close your slutty, pathetic, little Padawan was to cumming all over your hand when you felt his cock jolt ever so slightly.

“Already close, huh? Maker, you’re pathetic Ani,” you scoff softly.

“Only for you,” Anakin whines.

“I wanna hear you say it, baby…that you’re a pathetic slut.” you demand of him.

“I’m a pathetic li-little slut,” he staggers in between consonants due to you purposely pumping him harder to see his reaction. Not to your surprise, he does as you expected. You loved seeing your boy become unraveled for you. It proved one thing: he couldn’t get enough of you.

“I’m gonna cum mommy!” he lets out with a voice crack.

“Cum for me, pretty boy…Cum all over my hand,” you praise.

Finally receiving your permission, he doesn’t hold back before doing as you say and releases his hot seed on your hand. You relish this moment and knew you would never get tired of him completely submitting to you and fulfilling every request you gave him.

“That’s my boy,” you say before catching Anakin off guard when you start to lick up the release he left on your now tarnished hand. “Mmmm… tastes so good Ani…” you trail as you smack your lips together, making them sound wet and slick.

“Thank y-you” he manages to let out.

Once you were done licking up his salty cum, you caress his hair, letting him know he was so good for his mommy.

“Since you were so good for me, I’m gonna let you touch me now, kay? Is that what you want, my sweet boy?”

“Yes please,” he begs.

“Then show how well you can make mommy feel,” you say before moving off of his legs where you were previously positioned. You lay down flat on the bed before Anakin slowly gets on top of you. He wasn’t slow and timid because he was nervous. It was because of his naturally submissive attitude. He was always so eager to prove himself to you whenever he’s submissive like he was right now.

He feels how warm your body was and realized just how much he missed it when you didn’t let him touch you. He lets out a little sigh when he cups your peaky breasts in his hands and starts sucking on one of them. Your head tilts back a bit while your areola was still being sucked by Anakin and his needy mouth.

“Feels so good, baby,” you praise. Before you know it, he switches to your other tit that’s just as hard for him. You could feel the tenderness to it, but there was also neediness to it. The way his tongue lapped at your hard nipples, the way it dragged across your peaks, the way his teeth dug into it. He was drunk on you. “God, you’re such a little slut for my tits, Ani,” you say breathily. Suddenly, he pulls his mouth off your nipple and you don’t know why.

“Can I… ask you something?” he asks with a hint of timidness in his voice.

“Go ahead, baby. Ask me,” you say.

“Can I… eat you out?” he asks, sounding embarrassed at the question.

“Of course you can, love,” you agree.

Anakin felt so relieved when he heard your answer and felt his soul leave his body. He desperately wanted to be in between your thighs and devour your delicious cunt. You know he’s too hyper-fixated on you to even correctly, so you do it for him, leaving him flustered when he’s met with your damp panties.

“Look how wet you made mommy,” you say with a playful gasp. He whines at your words and all you can do is chuckle at him.

“Can I take your panties off, baby?” he asks with all self respect gone from his body.

“You can once you ask properly,” you warn.

“May I take your panties off, baby?” he corrects himself.

“Yes you may, pretty boy,” you coo.

He struggles to get his fingers between the waistband at first, but he finally does so after many passing seconds and successfully pulls them down. Once your dainty panties are discarded to the floor, you smugly spread your legs open. His facial expression changes into a shell shocked one at the sight of your glistening pussy. No matter how many times he laid eyes on it, he was still shocked every time.

“I want it so bad,” he whines.

“Prove it then,” you challenge.

Wanting to prove himself to you, he slides down your body until he reaches your thighs and places his head in between them. Not wasting any more time, he quickly delves into your pussy with his tongue. Just like you thought, it’s full of pent up need and desire. Usually when he ate you out, it was slow and sensual and it lasted longer. However, since you deprived him for so long, he had turned into a starving boy who only had an appetite for your pussy.

“Fuck Ani!” you say as you feel him lick stripes around your surprisingly sensitive clit. He flicks your clit back and forth before sucking on the very bud of your clit. The feeling is so heightening to the point where you find yourself tugging on his Padawan braid, forcing his head to dive deeper against the folds of your pussy. “Make your mommy proud,” you continue in between a moan.

Taking his tongue away from your clit, he finally centers his tongue between your wet pussy lips and curls it at just the right angle. You feel the rigidness of his slick tongue and you can’t help but moan while he was tongue fucking you like his life depended on it. “Yeah that’s it pre- pretty boy…fuck” you moan.

“Tastes so good,” he whines. Wanting to watch him squirm, you bring your thighs closer together until they’re wrapped around him. You notice the way his breath hitches as he’s breathing your pussy in like its the only source of oxygen in the entire galaxy.

“Faster, Ani!” you say.

He obliges with your request and starts to abuse your messy cunt with his skillful tongue, harder and faster than before. Anakin feels the way your walls clench around him and groans while his tongue is seated somewhere very deep inside you. The overstimulation fills your entire core, but you can’t bring yourself to care when he’s fucking you so well with only his tongue. You’re practically grinding your pussy on his beautiful, angelic face, knowing that it would soon be covered with your sticky arousal.

“So good, Ani… so fucking good. Gods, fucking take it like a good little boy…” you say before bucking yourself on him even harder than you were before. All of your self control was gone, but you just wanted to cum all over his pretty face. He finds your g-spot, which makes your already tight pussy spasm around him. You can feel the blistering heat start to form deep inside you as you’re riding his face like there’s no tomorrow.

“Such a go- good fucking boy for me… make mommy cum,” you manage to say in between strings of pornographic moans. He softly grunts at your noises and doubles his efforts, wanting to make you happy. He successfully does so because you feel the rope of arousal splash out of your pussy and onto his face.

Anakin remains in your pussy for a few breaths before pulling out. You manage to catch your breath as well before caressing his disheveled locks, which you admired more than you cared to admit.

“You made me feel so good tonight, baby. I’m so proud of you,” you praise before kissing on his lips even though they were coated with your arousal.“You weren’t lying baby… it does taste good,” you mutter before breaking the kiss.

“I would never lie to you,” he says with a tired smile.

“I know you wouldn’t, Ani. You’re mommy’s special boy, you know that right?” you say with a smile.

“Yeah I do,” he says, returning your smile.

“Have I ever told you how pretty you look like this?… all painted with my cum?” you ask rhetorically with a chuckle, knowing he likes it when you praise him and shower him with compliments.

“Let’s get you cleaned up, baby…” you suggest. Before you guys can get up, Anakin starts to say something.

“Thank you, mommy… for everything,” he says to you, voice full of gratitude.

“For letting you eat me out or wanting to clean you up?” you ask with a sly smirk.

“Both,” he admits.

You smile harder than you should at his response, but it was only because you loved the way he treated you and the way you loved him more than your entire soul.

“Just doing my job, pretty boy,” you say with a smile. He chuckles at this before you lead him off the bed with your hand entwined in his. “Now let me clean you up,” you say before leading him into the bathroom for a night filled of tender loving care after everything that just went down between you guys.

You loved him and he loved you.

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turcott3 · 3 months

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nasty

trevor zegras x fem! reader

warnings?: smut!, cursing, fingering, oral male receiving, unprotected sex, p in v and of course a little bit of fluff

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~don’t wanna wait on it tonight, i wanna get nasty~

“trevor, can we go now?” you ask, tugging in his sleeve. you were at the team dinner, which was practically over by now since people had already begun to leave.

“just wait y/n, stop rushing everything’s okay.” he says trying to soothe whatever nerves you had.

“need you so bad.” you whisper into his ear.

“just five more minutes okay?” he replies kissing you on the cheek causing the heat between your legs to burn hotter. you adjusted the way you were sitting and scooted away from your boyfriend, after all his hand running up and down your thigh all night had been the cause of all of this. the five minutes finally pass and you take it upon yourself to leave.

“it was lovely seeing everyone, but we have to go. have a great night.” you smile, anxiously pulling trevor by the sleeve out of the restaurant.

“what was all of that?” he asks once we get to the car.

“trevor you’ve been driving me crazy, your hand running up and down my thigh all night. i was fighting off goosebumps so people wouldn’t think anything was going on at the table. and now i’ve been sitting in soaking underwear for at least an hour, probably more. take us home now.” you demand and he giggles, starting the car and pulling out of the parking lot.

“so antsy baby.” he smirks placing his hand back on your thigh.

“trevor.”

“relax baby, i got you.” he says as he merges onto the interstate, putting the car in cruise control. his right hand travels closer and closer to the heat between my legs, running two fingers over your wet underwear.

“wow you weren’t lying.” he laughs, sliding your pantries to the side and running his fingers through your sensitive folds.

“fuck.” you say shutting your eyes, you’d been yearning for this feeling for the last few hours and it was finally here. you didn’t care that you were in the car riding down the highway at 70 miles per hour.

“that’s my good girl.” he says as he presses two fingers into you causing you to moan loudly.

“fuck trevor. oh my god.” you said as he moved his fingers at an unforgivably slow but godly pace, curling his fingers inside you.

“tell me how it feels huh.” he says.

“it’s fucking good, really fucking good.” you gasp, grabbing tightly onto his wrist as he brought you closer to the edge, quicker than you could’ve ever imagined, almost embarrassingly quick.

“i’m gonna come.” you say breathlessly.

“come for me baby.” he says as you tighten around his fingers, practically screaming out of pleasure as an orgasm rips through your body.

“oh my god.” you gasp, struggling for air, “get off the interstate right now.”

“okay?” he says, sucking his fingers clean of your mess. he finds the nearest exit and pulls into a dimly lit parking lot, stopping the car.

“it’s your turn.” you say as you unbutton his belt, palming at his dick through his underwear, feeling him grow under you.

“y/n.” he says with his breath shaking. you tug down the waistband allowing his dick to spring free. you take it into your hand before leaning over the console and spitting on it, jerking him off more.

“couldn’t wait until we got home, needed you right now.” you say looking up through your eyelashes at the boy who was in awe of you. your tongue makes contact with his tip, tasting the salty taste of his pre cum instantly. with the help of your hand, you took all of him into your mouth, hollowing out your cheeks and pulling him out with the pop of your lips, saliva covering the area around your mouth. you swirled your tongue around the tip while pumping with your hands before taking him all back into your mouth, this time sucking in your cheeks, causing you to gag slightly. you take him out of your mouth, spit webbing from your mouth, which you wipe away with your arm. with tears in your eyes, you make eye contact with the boy, who grabs you by the face with one hand and kisses you shamelessly.

“god you’re so fucking perfect.” he says once he pulls away, sounding nearly intoxicated by the way you made him feel. you climb over the console and straddle his lap, stroking his dick a few more times before placing a hand on his shoulder as you lined him up with your entrance. you sank onto him, a raspy moan leaving your mouth.

“you fit so perfectly around me.” he said pulling your dress up and placing both hands on your bare ass. you bounce up and down at a rhythmic pace, your moans consistent. your lips attached, tongues tangled for what seemed like hours, but after a while, he gripped tightly onto your ass as he littered your neck with hickeys. trevor needed more.

“fuck.” you scream as he bucks his hips up into you, pounding as hard as he could.

“such a pretty girl when i’m fucking you like this.” he says grabbing onto both of your cheeks with one hand, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as he thrusted into you at an unforgiving speed, hitting the sweet spot deep inside of you each time.

“oh my god, trevor.” you say, both of your arms wrapping around his shoulders and laying your head on one of them as he continued his pace. you felt yet another orgasm creeping up on you, but you tried your best to hold off.

“are you gonna come for me, i feel you tightening around me, so good.” he says into your ear sending you over the edge.

“oh my fuck.” you say as he slows down his pace, fucking you through your high. his strokes getting slower and sloppier until you feel his warm seed spill deep inside you, slowing down until you were both still, breathing heavily. you could feel his hot breath on your shoulder as he kissed it.

“baby, you made me come so much.” you smile, legs shaking, leaning up to look at his face and kissing him sloppily.

“god i love you.” he says when you pull him out of you and sit back in your seat.

“i love you more.” you say leaning over to kiss him again.

“let’s get home and clean you up okay baby?” he asks, placing his hand back on your thigh, more innocently this time.

“okay.” you sigh, recovering from the fucking you’d the received.

“you know i’m kinda glad you didn’t wanna wait because that was the hottest thing i have ever experienced.” he laughs as you pull into the parking garage of your apartment complex.

“you’re the hottest thing i’ve ever experienced.” you laugh as a reply. you spent the rest of the night together in your bed, fucking like bunnies. you never wanted to stop the feeling he gave you these nights, but most importantly you’d never been more in love.

#trevor zegras #trevor zegras x reader #trevor zegras x y/n #trevor zegras smut #trevor zegras imagine #anaheim ducks #mason mctavish #turcs’ talk #turcs <3

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bbygirlpascal · 1 year

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Date Night (Pedro Pascal x Fem Reader)

18+ Please do not interact with this post if you are under 18!!

Summary: Since you and Pedro have moved in together, date nights are few and far between. It's finally date night and excitement ensues. ;)

You clasped your necklace behind your back and finalized your outfit for the night. It was date night tonight and you could hardly wait.

Ever since you and Pedro moved in together you hadn’t made much time for an actual date night in a while. He’s always working and you’re always busy with your business so the only time you two have together is at night when you’re going to bed.

Date nights for you two don’t have to be anything fancy or daring. Just a simple dinner and maybe a nighttime stroll through the park was plenty for you both to keep the spark alive.

You took one final glance in the mirror, content with your appearance and made you way down to the living room to wait for Pedro. He was still in the bathroom, hopefully finishing up getting ready. Sometimes he seemed to take longer than you did, something you liked to tease him about.

You walked around the house “closing” it up for the night, turning off lights and making sure everything was locked. You heard Pedro make his way down the steps into the living room.

“Mmmm, baby you look delicious tonight,” he said eyeing you from afar. You walked over to him with a grin. He grabbed your hand and spun you around, making you feel so special. He pulled you into him and gave you a kiss. As you pulled away from each other Pedro inhaled your scent.

“You smell so sweet, like a cupcake,” he whispered, nipping at the soft skin on your neck. You shuddered at his warm breath and light kisses. “Let me taste you.”

You knew you both had to leave soon but you gave in anyways. Pedro worked his way down your body, lifting your dress up to expose your legs as he left open-mouthed kisses along your thighs. He had you backed up against the door as he pushed your leg back to open you up. You hooked your leg around him, his mouth making its way to your panties. He kissed your mound, earning a whimper from you. Moving your panties to the side his tongue licked along your folds, the wetness from his mouth making an obscene sound that was music to your ears. He plunged a finger into your core and his tongue worked your clit. Sucking and swirling his tongue on your sensitive bud as his fingers were deep within you was enough to make you scream out his name.

“Feels so good Pedro,” you said breathlessly, “oh god, I’m gonna cum.”

You gripped onto his hair as he endlessly continued, lapping up your juices as you came into his mouth and around his fingers. Your leg fell down from the weakness he caused within your body. Pedro came up and crashed his mouth into yours, letting you taste your juices. He put his fingers into your mouth, watching you suck on them, his mouth agape and eyes on your lips.

His cock was hard and you could see the outline of it through his pants. You brought your hand to his crotch, rubbing his cock through the fabric as he let out a groan. You wanted him in your mouth now. Getting onto your knees, and keeping eye contact with Pedro at all times. You unbuckled his belt and slid down his pants and briefs. His cock sprung out and arousal covered the tip, wrapping your lips around it you suckled on it, feeling the salty taste of his pre cum in your mouth.

“Fuck princess, your mouth feels so good,” he whimpered.

You took his entire length into your mouth, gagging a little as it hit the back of your throat. You bobbed your head on his cock, using your hand to pump the shaft that you couldn’t get into your mouth. He grabbed your hair to get it out of your face as you continued to suck on his cock. Spit and tears spilled from your mouth and your eyes as you looked up at him.

“You look so beautiful with my cock in your mouth,” he said admirably, stroking your face, “but I need to be inside of you now.”

He pulled you up and spun you around so you were facing the door. Lifting up your dress, he ripped your panties apart with a snap and he lined up his cock to your entrance. He thrust into you making you both moan in unison. Rolling his hips at a steady pace as he grabbed your hair to pull your head back to him. Your mouths struggling to find each other, the desire burning so badly you both couldn’t stop trying to touch every inch of each other’s bodies. Your moans filled the air as his cock hit your g-spot with every thrust. You arched your back, sticking your ass out towards him. His hands were wrapped around your waist so rough you were sure he’d leave bruises.

You were seeing stars, drunk on his cock. “Fuck I’m gonna cum,” you panted.

“Me too baby,” he said, still thrusting in and out of you. Your walls contracted around him, as you rested your head against the door to keep yourself from falling down. Pedro pulled out and finished on your back, his cum dripping down onto your ass. He slapped his cock on your skin as he was finishing.

“God you’re unbelievable,” he said biting his lip as he grabbed your ass and gave you a passionate kiss.

You smirked at how high his desire is for you after all these years. You walked past the mirror and realized your hair and makeup were a complete mess now. You made your way back up to the room to fix yourself up again.

#pedro pascal fanfic rec #pedro pascal fanfic #pedro pascal smut #pedro pascal x y/n #pedro pascal #pedro pascal x fem reader #pedro pascal x reader #pedro pascal x you #hbo the last of us #the last of us hbo #the mandolorian #the last of us #hbo tlou

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gloxk · 7 months

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Eyena. LISTEN…LISTEN….chase atlantic type of band right…but eren is the main guitarist. AND (yes there’s more) He makes your ride his guitar before a show…HEAR ME OUT PLEASE. (Make him toxic..)

Heaven and Back ☆

A/N: You’re a genius and I luv u <3. I haven’t been to a concert so I hope this is kinda right. But anyway I hope you enjoy this stupid drabble!

Summary: Out of pure desperation you acted out, begging and pleading for him to fuck you. Well, he had something different in mind.

WARNING: public s*x (kinda..?), riding inanimate object, p*rn w/o plot (srry), BJ’s, face fucking, (If i write a story about eren yk he’s calling you “ma”.)

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“Baby please..” you clawed at his shirt, tugging and pulling him. He just looked so good tonight you couldn’t hold back. “Y/n you gotta calm down, we can fuck when the concert is over.” To be honest, Eren could give a fuck less about anyone other than you. He wanted to please you, make you happy, but now that he’s mainstream he did have to be more professional when it came to his fans. Because he would have fucked you on that very stage if he could. This man was willing to do nearly every and anything to fuck you. You couldn’t quite hear what was going on outside of the dressing room but all you heard was yelling. The crowd got even louder as the announcer spoke. Time was ticking, and you couldn’t possibly wait an hour or more for him.

“Yeah fuck that, I’m not waiting.” you pulled him into a kiss—wrapping your arms around his neck. You stumbled back onto the wall, you felt his arm wrapping around your waist. His tongue pressed against your teeth begging to be let in. Obliging to his wishes you parted your mouth and gave his tongue full permission to explore. Your fingers tangled in his deep dark brown locs and tugged him closer. if close wasn’t close enough—this sure as hell was. it was suffocating, you couldn’t tell if you were breathing in his air or the other way around. He pulled back panting, “Fuck—I’m not going on stage bricked, fix it.”, you got on your knees looking up at him with those pure, innocent eyes. He grabbed his guitar and placed it on the floor, tapping your thigh with it. He had a teasing look on his face—his grin mocked your pathetic desperation. You gave him a confused look slightly tilting your head, “Ride it.” He demanded of you, to appease your boyfriend you took off your shorts following them with your panties. You perched yourself on the guitar slightly grinding against it. Turning your attention back to Eren, you unzipped his fly and tugged his boxers down. His eyes watched you slide up and down his guitar, whispering his name in a low moan. You glided your tongue down his length coating it in saliva. It felt so exciting to know that anyone from the band could walk in on you two. Your cheeks hollowed from the suction you gave him. You deep-throated him, gagging as he touched your uvula. He bit his lips feeling the warmth of your mouth around his dick.

He whimpered at the sensation, “C’mon’ ma, you can do better than that.” he thrust into your mouth, desperately trying to go deeper. Your hair was wind up in his fingers—Eren was a head pusher, he couldn’t help it. You rutted against the mahogany wood guitar, pleasuring yourself with no shame. You moaned against his dick as he thrusts in and out of your throat. He traced your lip with his thumb, “So fuckin’ pretty.” he groaned as he came, salty liquid filling your mouth. You already knew the protocol, ‘don’t waste a single drop’—gulping down every last drop of his thick cum. He gave you a bittersweet kiss before he grabbed his guitar, he didn’t want to leave your pretty little mouth. But sure enough, his bandmates called his name as the show was about to begin.

“Be ready for me when I come back.”

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#Eyena writes♡#eren aot #eren x you #eren yeager #eren x y/n #eren smut #eren x reader #eren x black reader #eren jeager x reader #eren jeager smut #eren x black fem!reader #eren jaeger #aot fanfiction #aot smut

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yxami · 11 months

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My first commission! Thank you @violetvase !

description: yandere mean prince x fem reader, reader sneaking out, arrange marriage with the prince, manipulation, toxicity, stuff like that, escaping the castle to have some fun, getting caught, being punished

Your heart raced, more than ever before. It pounded, desperate for a minute of relaxation as you hid your face from passing butlers and maids. You were excited, scared even, you had never attempted to sneak out from the kingdom.

Yeah, you imagined running away and never coming back but you knew it would never work out. Sneaking out was just as risky, what if Xavier thought you were trying to leave forever?

You shook your head, it didn’t matter what he thought. It only mattered that you needed a little bit of fun once in awhile. You were sure that this would satisfy your boredom for a long time.

You held onto the hood of the cape you wore, making sure nobody could recognize your face. You planned to sneak out as a regular maid, even dressed up as one. The sun was setting, but that didn’t mean you still couldn’t have fun.

You witnessed maids getting up on a regular carriage, ready to go and collect ingredients for tonight’s supper. You were nervous that this wouldn’t work, that you wouldn’t get away with it and you’d be caught.

You shoved the immense feelings of fear and worry down, as much as you could.

“Hm? Hello! Are you on the way to town as well?” A maid chirped, curious to why you looked a little sick.

“Mhm! I’ve been meaning to make a trip for supplies, the garden has been getting out of hand” You chuckled awkwardly, hoping you’d get away with the idea of being a maid that oversees the large garden.

“Ah! Katherine right? I’ve never seen you until now, I’ve seen the work you’ve done and it’s honestly admirable! Here come sit” The maid welcomed you with open arms, patting the seat next to her while the other two chatted from across the carriage.

You and the maid chatted the whole way to town, you thought it would be insufferable and nerve wracking but the way she fondly spoke of her kids and working in the palace brightened up your views on the kingdom. Maybe it wasn’t as bad as you thought if this mother was enjoying her time working here.

“I’ll see you later, Annie! I hope you can find all the ingredients for supper!” You waved to her, saying goodbye with a genuine smile on her face. You couldn’t believe it worked, and you secretly hoped you would see more of Annie once you were back in the palace.

She was very kind, and so were the other maids.

You wandered the busy roadways that held many shops on each side, the crowds were never ending and it was honestly freeing rather than suffocating.

You were so happy you made it all the way down here. It reminded you of your home, the same town you’d visit everyday after you finished your duties in the castle you lived in. Every citizen adored you and treated you like an old friend. It wasn’t the same here but it was a good replica of it!

“One soup for the lady?” A chef with a friendly grin said, observing how you practically drooled at the menu.

“Ah, I’m not sure if I should get it, will it be more savory or salty?” You concentrated on the dish, you weren’t sure if the soup was going to be good or not, it was probably going to be better than the food in the castle though. Anything homemade with love could beat any professional chef in the kitchen.

“More of a savory dish! Lots of meat and vegetables if you’re worried about keeping your figure” He already wrote down the order, knowing you’d be up for it with the glint in your eyes.

“Sure then! One of those please!” You happily dug into your small pouch for some coins. You had taken a normal amount incase you wanted any souvenirs from the town. You gave the proper amount to him, sitting down afterwards while you waited for your dish.

Once the chef placed the steaming bowl in-front of you, you were so excited to dig in! You collected some broth along with meat and a vegetable in your spoon and scarfed it down. It was delicious, especially with the hot temperature it held.

You were so happy with how everything was going, nothing could spoil the mood for you!

“Search the perimeter over there! I’m going to check every god damn store and look for her myself” Xavier’s booming deep voice urged every guard to search where he pointed. They rushed with formality but you could tell they were moving with fear as well.

Fuck fuck fuck!

What was he doing here? And how did he manage to find out that you were already gone! You said you were sick and that you didn’t want any visitors! Even him!

You focused on the half empty dish, trying to keep your head down while frenzied thoughts ran through your head. What were you supposed to do now? Sneak away when the guards were gone? Run off before he started searching the stores?

You hadn’t really made a plan for sneaking back into the kingdom other than getting the ride back from the maids but that wasn’t until another 30 minutes! And they were probably sent home early so nobody would be leaving in or out of the castle.

You knew the procedures to searches like these, it happened when your little brother snuck off somewhere just like you were doing now.

How foolish you were for thinking you could get away with this.

“Hello ma’am, have you happened to see this woman?” Your husband asked you, almost slamming the picture down with a worried expression on his face. One that you couldn’t see as you focused on the table and picture below.

“Nope, sorry” You mumbled, trying to change your voice a bit with a raspy sound to it. You prayed, you don’t know who or what you prayed to but you prayed long and hard that he would fuck off and interrogate someone else.

“Are you sure? She’s my wife and we’ve been looking everywh—“ His sentence was cut off by seeing your delicate hand, more importantly a ring on it. YOUR wedding ring. The one he bought along with the matching one that paired the two of you together until death.

“Where did you get this hmm?“ He roughly grabbed your hand, raising it in front of your face. You instinctively looked up to see his boiling rage that covered his face. You opened your mouth to respond but nothing could interrupt the quick words that came from out his mouth.

“We’re going home, NOW” His voice only scared you further than it already did. The grasp on your wrist hurt, it stung so bad you couldn’t help but complain and whine until he looked at you with a expression that shut you up without needing any clarification.

Once you were back home, he pushed you onto the bed, pacing around in anger, maybe worry? He hadn’t let any maids or butlers stay in the room so you assumed that you were in for it this time.

“Are you crazy? Delusional? Or just an idiot?” Xavier’s husky voice made you look down at the floor, you could see from his shoes that he was standing right in-front of you instead of moving back and forth.

“I just wanted to have some fun! I wasn’t trying to escape or anything..” You mumbled with a soft voice, trying to gain pity by seeming more docile than usual. Part of it being because he looked incredibly intimidating when he was yelling.

“Some fun? What fun could you possibly be having down there? You’re a princess, you need to start acting like one” He rubbed his temple, looking stressed.

You opened your mouth to make a response but he interrupted you before you could.

“You have no duties, you have nothing to worry about, yet you selfishly run to the village because you’re bored?? Do you see how irresponsible you look! What if nobles and other kingdoms heard of this? What did you think was going to happen then?”

You looked up at him with sorrowful eyes, genuinely upset that he was scolding you just because you wanted to escape the boring cycle of this kingdom.

“You had one rule to follow, one rule, to sit pretty and be a good wife and you couldn’t even do that” He scoffed, finally finished with his scolding. “I hope you realize how foolish this was” And with that, he walked off, slamming your room door behind him.

You couldn’t help but anxiously wonder about what your punishment would be. Would your parents get in trouble for your actions? Would you be forced to apologize until Xavier decided that you learned your lesson?

Even worse, nothing happened.

Nobody spoke to you, nobody dared to even stare at you. You were so confused on why none of the maid’s returned your kind words back. You would thank them, complimenting them like always and they’d usually chat with you back with nice replies.

But they didn’t say a word, neither did the guards you tried interacting with. If you tried asking how they were doing and what post they were shifting to next, they’d look away, almost scared to death to about something. Yet they would still establish that you could not leave your room by standing in front of your door.

You knew by then, it was probably his doing.

You realized that Xavier was likely punishing you by not allowing anyone to speak to you, even himself, but how could this possibly get to you?

You’d get along just fine! You didn’t need those idiots anyways, stupidly following his orders as if you weren’t a royal too!

But as the weeks passed, a weird feeling in the deepest part of your stomach only grew. You craved for someone to speak to, some sort of interaction yet nobody would grant you that. No matter how hard you tried.

You finally snapped at the fourth week of being isolated in your room, it hurt so bad. You just wanted someone to talk to, and the only choice was Xavier.

You asked for a maid to bring him, saying it was urgent and that you needed your husband to come to your room now. It’s not like you could leave to meet him anyways, the guards outside prevented you.

Once he arrived, you clung onto him, begging for him to forgive you.

“I’m sorry! I won’t try to sneak out ever again!! Just please, talk to me” Tears flooded your eyes before running down your cheeks. You sobbed holding him tightly by his shirt until he reciprocated the hug back.

“It’s okay my love, let it out.. You see why I had to punish you now? This is why you should listen to me, I didn’t want to do this after-all” He spoke with a sweet tone, still with a hint of superiority.

You nodded quickly, holding onto him tightly. You knew it was pathetic to be crying in his arms like this, but you had to if you wanted your boring life back.

He soothed you with all the kind words he could think of while brushing your hair out of your face. He knew this would work, and now that it did, he would use this as your punishment every-time you thought of leaving or escaping again.

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