#My tongue. your clit. 5 minutes ago.

[luminiamore]

SOUL, PT.2

basketball player ony x black spiritual reader

first part here.

warnings: bomb dick, vibrating panties (idea came to me last minute)

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The day finally arrived. The man you had been crushing on for months— the man who sucked the soul out of pussy just two days ago— was taking you out on a date. Your nerves were racking up, your breathing heavy as you stared at yourself in your mirror. The scent of lavender and the burning blunt you just rolled are lingering in your nostrils. It was 5 p.m., 30 minutes before Ony told you he was coming with your outfit.  

You were stuck in the mirror, fixing the baby hairs on your ginger wig as you took another hit. Your head was being hit pretty hard by the effects of the marijuana. Your gold and stone bracelets jiggled around with every movement you made. Why were you so nervous? This is the same man that slobbered over your clit on your clit appallingly not too long ago. So, why were you so nervous? You jumped when you heard a ding coming from your phone. 

“omw mama.”

Another hit. You read the text without even clicking on the message, and if Ony was the type of nigga to go 50 on a 20 road, you had about 10 minutes before he came knocking on your door. You quickly wrap a pink silk robe from one of your hangers on your body, not putting on panties because you have a gut feeling. You already showered, already lathered your body in your strawberry body milk. Your light makeup sat perfectly against your skin, your lips brown and glossed.

The only thing left for you to do was to spray a bit of your Kayali Sugar Candy perfume, and after the final spritz, you heard a light knocking sound coming from outside your room. Your heart is beating ten times faster— he didn’t even tell you he was outside. Another hit, and you ash it out outside your window. 

Your feet could barely be heard on the ground as you rushed to open the door and shit. Seeing Ony outside of his usual attire was doing more to you than you cared to admit. He was in a white dress shirt and black suit pants— all dressed up for the date he was taking you on. His hair was freshly cut, the first two buttons on his shirt were loose, and he had a freshly ripened hibiscus bouquet in his right hand and a medium-sized bag on his left. How did he know those were my favorite flowers?

“Heard you tell that girl you always with that you really liked these.” He smirks a bit when your eyes widen in realization that you said your thoughts out loud. You grab the flowers from his grasp, fingers burning when you accidentally graze his hand, and mutter a small, “Thank you, they’re beautiful. Come in, Ony.”

His aura alone was so potent, so calm and safe, and inside, you knew your spirit guides were probably cheering you on. Your cat’s immediate approach to him, rubbing its head on his legs, was a sign that you made the right choice. Waiting for him to pet her, she plopped down on the floor, and unsurprisingly, Ony crouched down to honor her wishes.

You wanted him to take you now, but you knew Ony was a man of his word. He wouldn’t fuck you until after tonight. You just had to wait until after tonight. You glance up to where a regular clock is hanging above your door. 

5:25.

..Waiting until after tonight suddenly seemed like forever. 

“Not as beautiful as you. You smoking in here?” The smell of it was immediately detected when you opened the door. He smiled internally because he was waiting outside your apartment in his Hellcat while he texted you and lit his own joint. You really were meant for each other. 

Ony thought you looked good enough to eat. Again. Nothing but a thin robe on you, accentuating your curves and showing a slight peak of your voluptuous brown tits. Flashes of you moaning his name and bucking your hips wildly onto his tongue started slipping into his mind— would it really be wrong to taste you again?

Your pretty voice breaks him out his thoughts, “Yea, you want a hit? Or two?” You release a chuckle, the sound making the tall man shiver a bit. He takes a deep breath— patience. He has to have patience. You’ll be moaning his name soon enough.

“Nah, was smoking before I got here. Here, mama.” He hands you the bag he was holding after you got done putting the flowers on your kitchen counter. You were a bit.. skeptical when Ony asked if he could dress you for tonight, worried that he might choose an outfit that you wouldn’t like. 

What you didn’t know is that Ony observed you. Studied your peculiarities and the way you dressed when you walked up into Econ, he wouldn’t have asked such a question otherwise. He had precise knowledge of what to give you, and it was evident when you took the bag from him and found an exquisite crochet skirt set. 

The skirt ended with shades of light to a deep royal purple, and the top had no straps. Flower patterns were all over it. There was also a pair of shoes, white mini heels with thin straps. And when you reached the bottom of the bag, you saw panties, purple, and flower patterns all over it, too. 

“Ony, this is- It’s gorgeous. I-”

He kisses your cheek and gently pushes the items to your chest, “Go put ’em on. Reservation’s at 6:30.”

You giggle and nod, rushing to your room on your tiptoes. In your living room, Ony is waiting for you, lying down on your comfortable couch and petting your cat after she jumps onto his lap. He has reason to believe that you two wouldn’t make it outside if he came inside your room with you. 

You take your time, slowly putting each piece on to not stretch the crochet material. Your last step was the panties, and you couldn’t help but feel that they were slightly heavier than any of the panties you owned. You’re about to examine it a little more, but you stop short when you hear Ony’s voice: “You ready, mama?”

Any confusion about the panties was long gone after you put them on, following the heels. After spritzing your perfume one more time, you grab your keys and head out the door, Ony following closely behind you. 

It was a peaceful ride to wherever Ony was taking you, with only soft Brent Faiyaz music playing in the background and the light-burning sound of the half-finished joint he offered you. At every red light stop, you would let him take the hit until both of you finished it. 

He parked his car in front of a garden-like spot just before you ashed it out, just in time. You are about to reach your hand to open your door but fall short when you hear a click!

“You should know better.” Was all he said before he got out of the driver’s seat and got to your side. As he opens the door for you, he grabs your hand to guide you out and leads you to a person who is ready to seat you both. Hand in yours the entire time. “Reservation for Onyankopon, please.”

The man gives a smile and gestures for you both to follow him. It would be an understatement to describe how beautiful the area was when you surveyed it. It was like a restaurant in a garden of flowers. You are led by the person to a table surrounded by grass and daises, with occasional butterflies flying around you. 

“How did you even find this place?” You ask in complete awe. Ony spent a while trying to find a place he knew you would like. You didn’t seem like the type of person to like classy restaurants, and he definitely didn’t want to take you to some low-end place. He wanted to find something that resembled you. A place where you would feel completely comfortable. 

And well, when you sat down, and a white butterfly made its way onto your awaiting finger... Ony couldn’t help but think he made the right choice. You look like a goddess. An ethereal being that was all his. “I drove by it one time, and it reminded me of you. You like it?”

He hoped you did. The expression on your face wasn’t telling him enough. He wanted to hear the words come out of your mouth, or else he would drown in his anxiety. All he wanted to do was please you. 

“I love it, Ony.” A bright smile graced your face. You never looked more pretty— aside from when you made those gorgeous faces when he was pleasuring you. 

A server came to take your order, Ony ordering for himself before the woman turned to you, 

“And for you, miss?”

“Could I please have the-” The sensation of intense pressure vibrating on your clit causes you to stop your sentence with a faint gasp. Both of your hands are gripping the table to provide support.

“Miss? Are you okay?”

“You good, mama?” You look up when Ony questions and catch the faux concern in his eyes, his lips twitching up a bit as he almost fails to contain his smile. This was his doing. You knew those panties were different. And you seriously should’ve questioned why he bought you a pair anyway. Fuck it felt so good.

You steady your voice so you don’t stutter when you speak up, “… I’m okay. Could... I have the-the Shrimp Fried Rice, p-please.”

You curse yourself internally when you stumble upon your words. You observe as she reluctantly nods and accepts your order. You would’ve flushed your head down in embarrassment, but in your defense, you had a vibrator going at full speed on your clit. Fuck whatever she was thinking about you right now. 

The minute she walks away from the table, you give Ony the meanest glare you could muster— which, to him, wasn’t doing much. In retaliation, he just turned the vibration up, causing you to yelp silently. 

“Ony! W-why?” You whimper out as quietly as you can so as not to raise attention from the people around you. He just shakes his head, amused at how weak he could get you. 

“You look so pretty like this, mama. Enjoy yourself, hm? You deserve it.” 

He couldn’t get his mind off the events that occurred when you came to his dorm. Could you even blame him? For wanting to see more of those pretty faces you make. For wanting to eat you whole again.

He realized he couldn’t outright finger you in a public setting, not here anyway. He didn’t want to wait to fuck you so he could witness you fall apart like you did last time. He longs for you with a strong desire. Even 72 hours later, the flavor of your juices is still lingering on his tongue. “But-”

“Shh. Just try not to get too loud, yeah? Don’t want anyone else seeing those gorgeous faces you make.”

Squeezing your thighs together, your head falls back against your chair. This goes on for a good while, Ony just staring at you, biting your lips to stop the moans bottling in your throat from getting too loud. He watches as your pretty lashes flutter open and close while your eyes roll in the back of your head.

You rub your lower hips against the chair subtly in quick, fast motions to stave off your impending orgasm. Light gasps released from your throat when you feel a burning sensation in your abdomen. Just when you start feeling like the dam is about to burst and ruin the only thing that holds you up right now, everything comes to an end. 

The vibration, your rubbing— nothing but your ears buzzing can be heard until you finally register what just happened. You don’t have time to dwell on it much because your waiter comes back with what you both ordered. 

“Would you like some water, miss?” And this time, Ony grants you the mercy of answering for you, ears still buzzing and clit still twitching because of your ruined orgasm. 

“She would, please.” When the waiter walks away from your table, Ony almost cracks under the pleading look you give him. He can’t believe it took him this long to ask you out. What if someone got to you before him? He wouldn’t be able to live with himself. 

Your soft and crackling voice reaches his ears, “Please, Ony. Let me-”

“Eat your food, mama. I said enjoy yourself, never said you could cum.”

Giving him a pout is all you can do, and his tone indicates that this is not a subject for discussion. The rest of the night went surprisingly well. The conversation was full of rich details about both of you. Only told you many stories about him, how he got to be a basketball player, and how it was a dream of his since he was a toddler. In return, you told him how you even started your spiritual journey, spoke about your childhood even because you were just so comfortable around him. 

He didn’t turn back on the vibrator for the remainder of the evening, only listening to the sweet melody of your voice whenever you said something or laughed at something he said. It seemed like you hadn’t been here for that long when the bill came. You were truly in the present moment with Ony, so you lost all sense of time. But you caught a glance at your phone— 9:30.

Damn. It’s already been three hours? Ony takes out his wallet and pulls out some cash. He gently grabs your hand to pull you out of your chair so that you and he can leave together. Before you know it, you both are on your way back to your apartment. What catches you off guard is the intense vibration from the restaurant coming back, causing you to let out a loud moan in his passenger seat. Your passenger seat after tonight, if he was being honest. 

Your body thrashes against the seat belt, hips bucking wildly because you are still so horny after being left on the edge like that. “F-Fuck!”

He pretends to be unfazed, his eyes still focused on the road as you release the honey moans contained in his car.

“Can you hold it f’me? You’re almost home, mama. I’ll make you cum as much as you want when we get there.”

He must like torturing you. That’s the only explanation. At his words, you don’t think you ever worked harder to stave off an orgasm in your life. The pressure feels so good, your body bubbling with heat and the pleasure being felt in every corner. You wail when the vibrator hits a particular spot on your clit due to your hips rapidly shaking and moving.

Your breathing starts to become erratic as you release light hiccups. Your efforts to not cum are so intense that tears are falling from your brown eyes. Why was it taking so long to get home?

“I n-need to.. cum. Please!”

How do you do that? Look so divine while your pussy is being overstimulated? He almost wants to let you have cum because you look so pretty while trying to beg for him. But then he thinks about how he doesn’t want you finishing on anything other than the massive tent in his pants, and he figures— you can wait a bit. He’s pulling up in your garage anyway, and he wasn’t going to fuck you in his car for your first time together. 

Your heavy breathing and the sudden slam of Ony’s door are all that remains in the car when he puts it in park. He opens your door and swiftly holds you in a bridal style to your apartment number. He presses light kisses to your cheek, his tatted hand rubbing gently on your wide hips.   

He doesn’t wait a second to devour your lips once you open your door, your moans being muffled by the sheer force of the kiss. His lips were soft and sweet against yours, fitting perfectly as your lip gloss was smeared onto him. Still in his hold, you weakly point to the direction of your room, which he follows wordlessly. Heels are long gone, and been thrown in the hall amid your make-out session. 

He plops you down on your mattress, and you don’t hesitate to yank him down towards you into another brutal make-out session, your smooth legs encircling his waist. You gasp when he firmly squeezes the fat of your tits, allowing him to dip his tongue into yours, deepening the kiss.

Fuck, you wanted him so bad. Your skirt rises, and soon, there’s nothing but his pants and your panties separating the two of you. Ony was unusually big.. you knew this when you first saw his print at his dorm. And right now, as he was fumbling to take his belt off, your mind was scrambling, trying to figure out how you were going to fit all of him inside of you. 

All thoughts went out the window when he ripped your damp panties off in one go and immediately started playing with the obscene amount of slick that’s been gathering ever since he came to pick you up. Your cute sounds are heaven to him.

His deep voice whispers in your ear, “You’re so wet, baby. Don’t need me to prep you, right?” 

His fingers are moving rapidly against your clit, as he is awestruck by how his hands keep slipping off out of rhythm due to your wetness. Or maybe he was already drunk on you, desperate to split your pussy apart on his cock. His pants aren’t even entirely off before he’s fisting his fat cock out of his boxers and slapping his brown tip right on your pussy lips, creating wet squelching sounds.

“Could just slip right in with how you’re leaking all over your sheets. You gonna take it, mama?”

And he was right. Your wetness was creating a dark stain on your bed, likely gonna start seeping into the mattress. You sneak a glance down at Ony’s ministrations, and you immediately try to move your hips away. This man was dead-ass walking around with a third leg. It was so big, it actually scared you. How the fuck was that supposed to fit inside of you? Even your last fling wasn’t this hung. 

He immediately pulled your hips back towards him, refusing to let you run away from the deep fucking he’s been craving to give you. “Don’t do that. Take it f’me, baby. Please?”

You whimper, his pleading tone getting you even more wetter. “O-Ony.. you’re too b-big! I can’t- Ooo fuck.”

You didn’t have time to finish your sentence before he sank his length past your tight walls, making you feel every inch of him. Fuck, he was so deep, and he almost wanted to cum right there. He looks down at you and shit. 

You never looked more beautiful, as he said. Your mouth is constructed into a lovely “o” shape, and your eyes roll back so deep into your skull he can see your white eye sockets. You were drooling, the feeling of his dick inside of you simply too much for your tiny brain to handle. He wasn’t gonna last long.

Your wet cunt was so stretched out, and Ony didn’t even give you a second to relax before he started feeding you deep, harsh strokes. You could do nothing but let tears fall from your eyes and wail his name so loud you’re sure you’ll probably get a noise complaint from your neighbors. 

“Gorgeous. Such a good girl taking my dick like this, you love it baby? Talk to me, mama.” He pleads as his face is buried in the crook of your sweat-filled neck, the feeling of your pussy being better than he ever imagined. Than he ever dreamed of. The sounds you both were making were so lewd, so nasty. But it was bringing you much closer to splashing all over his disheveled dress shirt.

“So-so good, Ony! L-Love it s’much.” Your pretty cries make him groan loudly against you; you can feel it vibrating against your chest. Your mind is blanking, and the fire in your stomach that you felt twice today is coming back, only much stronger. Your already overstimulated clit is causing it to come much faster.

With every thrust he gives you, you give Ony a beautiful yelp. And he could only watch your face contort as you struggle to find something to hold on to, to ground you. You’re a bit dense if you think he would let you do anything other than feel every spec of what he gave you. He grasps both of your hands with only one of his hands and presses them above your head.

“Pussy’s so damn good, shit. M’gonna cum. Where you want it, mama?” 

And you respond to him so eagerly, choking on your spit when he presses down on your stomach, his bulge being prominently displayed every time he thrusts in and out of you. 

“Ahhh! M-me too! Inside, Ony. P-Please Ony, cum in m-me.” 

He can’t say no to you, not when you beg him to fill you up with tears like that. The final straw for you was when he forced his tongue into your panting mouth again, swallowing every gasp and moan that managed to fall past your lips. You make a sudden and unwarranted shriek against his mouth, and your pussy splashes all over him. 

He groans as you babble his name repeatedly, allowing salty tears to flow freely down your cheeks. Your body twitches as your pussy creams and squeezes tightly around him, and that’s enough for Ony to shiver as his cum spurts past your womb. He should have slowed down or stopped because now you both feel overstimulated. 

But he couldn’t. He couldn’t stop thrusting his hips rapidly against you, the feeling of you squirting on his dick quickly becoming something he wanted more of. He needs you to do that again. He needs you to spray your sweet juices so hard it reaches his face. Your chest is heaving as you try to wriggle your hands out of Ony’s grasp to slow him down. Your attempt doesn’t do much but make him tighten his grip on you,

“Give me another one, mama. Come on, just one more, baby.” And by the look on his face, even you can tell it wasn’t just going to be one more. You were in for a long night.

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[elsfairy]

emi forgive me for the request i’m about to give you but what about telling loser!abby to spit on a different set of lips for the first time…if you catch my drift

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It caught her off guard.

you could tell by the way her tongue stopped moving against your folds instantly, how slowly she lifted her head from between your still-shaking thighs to look up at you. You hadn’t been dating that long, and maybe you were just silently praying that she hadn’t exactly heard your demand, and just thought that she was doing something wrong with her tongue, or her fingers weren’t doing good enough. Quite the opposite actually, she was doing everything perfectly. “what?” her voice was so quiet that you almost missed her question.

Of course, she heard you perfectly. How did you miss the signs? How did you miss the tips of her ears becoming a little redder? Her cheeks became rosy the longer she watched you, her lips very much still covered by the taste of you, waiting for you to say something— repeat what you had said not even 5 minutes ago. “what did you say?” She questioned again, her hands quickly moving to rest on your thighs.

“Spit on it— you know?”

She knew, but she wasn’t so used to hearing it coming from your mouth, and for some reason that made her even shier.  You’ve barely said anything so obscene before, and now that she’s sitting in front of you, shamelessly staring at your cunt, fingers moving on their own accord as they slide through your wet folds, you wish you hadn’t because you don’t know what she’s thinking. “Want me to spit right here?” the soft question breaks the silence, her eyes flickering to yours when you oh so quietly whimper at her touch. “yeah?”

“Yeah, spit on my pussy . . ”

Her face was beetroot red, a small smirk etching its way onto her lips but it didn’t stop her from getting back into the position she was in before your demand, right in between your legs where she belonged. Abby was the shy one, always blushing when you’d hold her hand, shy away when you would kiss her, and stumble nervously over her words when you’d simply compliment her, but with how her eyes were still locked with yours, watching you closely, had you becoming a little shier than usual. “Abby if you don’t—”

She was so nasty with it. The coldness of her spit hitting your cunt pulled out such a filthy whimper from you and it was such a simple action, yet you loved it more than you thought. The longer she just stared before doing anything, you were mere seconds away from either grabbing her braid and begging her to do it or crying out of frustration. But you weren’t excepting her to keep eye contact with you the whole time, spitting directly onto your cunt, using her tongue to swirl the spit that dripped, over your folds, and having the balls to hum and chuckle breathlessly against your pussy.

Your thighs shaking, moans slipping out your lips and she’s just laying there, lazily making out with your clit, hands gripping at your soft hips, while you’re barely breathing when she’s doing it again, again and again until your legs are tightening around her head, trapping her there.

“One more time, i promise baby”

It wasn’t just one more.

[st-eve-barnes]

Leverage (Michael Gavey x fem Reader)

Chapter 5

Summary: When your ex threatens to release some very personal videos you are left with no choice but to do what he asks: seduce the biggest nerd on campus, Michael Gavey. Will you rock his world or will he fundamentally change yours?

This chapter: You and Michael spend more and more time together, making you forget all about the reason for your arrangement, until Ben reminds you...

Word count: +4300

Warning for the entire fic: 18+ for explicit content and language. Kissing, oral sex (male & fem receiving), dry humping, hand job, fingering, p in v sex. First kiss and loss of virginity. Experienced reader. Enemies to lovers vibes.

Fluff, smut and of course angst (my favorite combination! lol)

Read the first chapters Here

(I FINALLY watched Saltburn over the weekend and I finally get why people are going crazy over it, I loved it so much!)

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“Fuck,” you breathed heavily, biting your bottom lip to keep your moans quiet,”Please…right there…oh god, Michael, please.”

Your hands were gripping the sheets, back arching off the bed. Not yours but Michael’s bed. You were in his room, his small but immaculately clean room. And you weren’t here to study math.

The nerd you had never spoken a word two barely three weeks ago was now nestled comfortably in between your legs, half naked and with his tongue so far up your cunt you were close to your 4th orgasm of the afternoon.

“Fuck”, you whined again,”Michael, I…I can’t…it’s too much…please.”

He looked up at you through foggy glasses, his hair a mess, cheeks burning red and his mouth covered in your arousal. The sight alone was too much for you to take and you could feel your walls spasming around nothing.

“Come on, baby, you can give me one more, can’t you?” he asked, but before you could answer he was licking your clit again.

You moaned out loud, hands now tangled in his hair, torn between pushing him away or pulling him in even closer. You were completely overstimulated, yet desperate to come one last time. You were so close yet so far.

“Breathe, sweetheart. Focus on my mouth, nothing else matters, just feel me,” Michael pleaded, his large hand covering yours in a gentle squeeze while he started fucking you with his tongue again.

How was he the one in control all of a sudden? When did this happen?

He’d been nervous as hell when you came up to his room earlier that day, he was fidgety and more quiet than usual. He had asked to meet you for another tutoring session and you’d agreed to meet up in his room.

When you asked him if there was something specific he wanted to try he had blushed so deep and turned into a stuttering mess right before your eyes. The whole thing had made your heart melt for him again.

It had taken him about fifteen minutes to get the words out and ask you for what he wanted, his voice a trembling mix of nerves and hunger combined with curiosity.“I want to eat you out,,” he’d eventually confessed,” I want…to kiss you there, lick you until you can’t stand it no more and then…I want to feel you come on my tongue. Is that…can I, please?”

You had swallowed hard at his words, wetness pooling in your panties at his request.

“Can you teach me?” he begged, insecurity and eagerness in his pleading blue eyes.

He’d been too rough at first, too eager and too nervous to let himself enjoy it but once you guided him through it, told him to focus on your body and the way it reacted to him, he’d gotten the hang of it so fast.

That was two hours ago and apparently it had been enough to turn Michael into a pussy eating champion.

Right now he was kissing your clit, slowly, giving you some time to calm down and prepare you for your next climax. He knew your body couldn’t take much more but he was determined to make you fall apart for him one last time. The feeling of you surrendering to him, soaking his mouth in your arousal, made him feel all powerful. It was addictive as fuck, and it only made him want more and more.

His one hand was firmly placed on your inner thigh, keeping you open for him while the other explored every part of your body he could reach, caressing your skin and moving up to squeeze your tits every now and then.

He’d been hard the moment you had taken off your clothes but he was happy to ignore his own needs to focus on yours today.

You moaned when his mouth moved down and he pushed his tongue deep inside of you, nose pressing up deliciously against your clit, encouraging you to grind against him.

“Fuck,” you whimpered,”Oh god, please…please…”

Michael looked up at you with a smirk,”What are you begging for, sweetheart? Tell me.”

“Can I…grind against your face a little, please?” you begged, taken aback by the desperation in your own voice. He had you reduced to a whimpering, pleading mess and you didn’t even care.

“Of course you can, sweetheart,” he answered with a satisfied grin and he grabbed both your legs and pulled them over his shoulders, dragging you even closer.

“I don’t want to hurt you,” you whispered hesitantly.

“You won’t,” he reassured you and he gave one slow lick over your folds before sucking gently on your clit.

“Oh god,” you whimpered,”Don’t stop…please. Please, Michael, don’t stop…shit…”

He halted his movements to lock eyes with you for a moment,”I won’t stop until you come in my mouth, okay? I want you to…take what you need, ride my face, do whatever….okay?”

You had lost the ability to speak but you nodded quickly, biting your lip.

Just before he put his mouth back on you, you stopped him. “Wait!”

“What?” Michael asked.

“If I’m hurting you just…double tap on my thigh here, okay? And I’ll stop.”

“You’re not going to hurt me,” he smiled softly,”Relax for me, okay?”

You nodded again and then all your hesitations fell away when his tongue pushed deep inside your walls.

It didn’t take long for you to do what he asked of you and grind yourself against his face. His nose rubbing your clit in the most perfect way and then you were falling apart. Your entire body started shaking and Michael didn’t relent, licking you through every last wave of it until you thought you had ascended to a better place. Your body, and soul, were completely spent afterwards.

Michael’s hand found yours again, locking your fingers together and gently rubbing your skin with his thumb while he kept slowly kissing your folds and then your inner thighs and stomach, his kisses slowing down with the rhythm of your heart. Your hands found his hair and you caressed his scalp gently, his name a quiet whisper on your lips, putting a smile on his face.

He stayed in bed with you the rest of that afternoon, never pushing for anything more except to hold you and talk to you. Michael may have grown bolder in his pillow talk during these last two weeks you’d been seeing each other, but outside of that he was still a closed book and a mystery to you. You were still trying to get him to come out of his shell and get to know him better, page by page.

“Tell me about your parents,” you asked as you both lay against the head of the bed, his head on your stomach and your hands gently tracing patterns over his shoulders and back.

“Not much to tell,” he shrugged,”They both have mediocre jobs and a mediocre life, working for rich cunts that make all the money while my parents work their buts off and barely make enough to get by.”

The bitterness in his tone was harsh and unforgiving.

“My dad works overtime every week and they still can’t afford a nice holiday or a bigger house,” he continued,”And they never will, because the system fucks people like them.”

You caressed his hair and he sighed softly before looking up into your eyes.

“That’s not going to be my life,” he then said, determined.

You gave him a warm smile,”There’s nothing mediocre about you, Michael Gavey.”

His lips curled into a gentle smile when he met your eyes.”My mum noticed I was different very early on, I was always smarter than all the other kids, especially when it came to numbers and stuff. I could just do it, without even thinking. But…other kids didn’t understand, they thought I was a weirdo. It got worse in high school, got bullied a lot.”

His eyes left yours and he gently pressed his face into the crook of your neck while he closed his eyes, pushing away those memories. Your arms wrapped around him to hug him closer.

“Kids can be cruel,” you spoke softly,”Especially at the age where they should know better.”

“Yeah,” he sighed, coming back to you and looking at you again,”Anyway, I know I’m smarter than all those pricks and my future will be brighter than theirs, and better than mum and dad’s. That’s why I don’t believe in wasting time with stupid distractions like drinking and partying. Graduating is the only thing that matters.”

”So…what is this then? You and me? Is this not a distraction from your big studies?” you teased.

He smiled bashfully and moved to place himself on top of you, caging you between his arms,”This is not a distraction, this is…gaining some much needed experience and useful skills that will serve me well later on in life.” He softly kissed your jaw and you laughed.

“Is that so?”

“Hmm, you are an amazing tutor and you’ve been really good to me ,” he continued while moving his kisses down your neck and pressing himself up against you. He was hard again. Your arms wrapped around his shoulders while his hands moved to push up your top, to reveal yourself to him again. “So, so good to me,” he repeated in a whisper before his tongue circled around your nipple and he bucked his hips, letting you feel his full clothed erection against your bare center.

“Michael,” you moaned.

“Can I fuck you now? Please?” he breathed against your skin.

You nodded instantly, pushed his sweatpants over his ass and welcomed him in between your tight, wet heat.

***

During the next few weeks you kept meeting up with him as often as you both could, sneaking off to either his or your room to spend the night in bed together. He was still a little insecure at times but the awkward virgin from the beginning was slowly starting to transform into someone bolder and more confident, not just in his actions but his words as well.

You had gotten to know him better than anyone in this short period of time. Sometimes you still wanted to kick him in the head for how blunt he could be, but he always made up for it with his sweet, adorable side. And with sex, of course.

You were starting to forget what started this whole thing between you and him.

But of course Ben was there to remind you.

You had just picked up some books from the library and were on your way out when he intercepted you in one of the corridors. He blocked your way out, arms crossed over his chest and a smug grin on his face.

“What?” you sighed annoyed.

“I underestimated you, I didn’t think you could actually do it,” he simply stated.

“Do what?”

“Fuck him stupid.”

“That’s not…that’s not what happened,” you sighed impatiently. You just wanted to get to your room and get some studying done before meeting up with Michael later and most of all you wanted to get away from Ben but he wasn’t budging.

“Are you sure?” he teased,”Because he messed up so bad in class today, I couldn’t believe what I was seeing with my own two eyes, Michael Gavey lost for words and unable to answer a question, I never thought I’d see the fucking day. It was so awesome, you should have been there.”

He laughed and your stomach turned.

“What happened?” you asked, worried.

“I don’t know, you tell me, it was a basic question even I could have answered but he totally fucking short circuited or something. What did your pussy do to him, darling?”

It took everything in you not to hit him for real this time but you took a deep breath and looked into his eyes,”First of all, I’m not your darling, don’t call me that, ever again. And secondly, you’ve lost all rights to talk or even think about my pussy so shut the fuck up.”

He just shrugged,”Fine, whatever, it wasn’t that great anyway.”

Now it was your turn to laugh,”Your dick obviously disagreed with that, if I recall correctly he couldn’t get enough of it.”

He rolled his eyes but you could see a little crack in his armor,”I can’t talk about your cunt but you talking about my dick is fine? Double standards much?”

“You are the dick, Ben,” you pointed out, earning you another laugh from him before his eyes rested on yours.

“He fucks you as good as I did then?” he asked.

“Better,” you answered with a smug smile on your face,”So much better.”

Finally he had no come back and stayed quiet.

“Now, if you please get out of my way so I can go see him,” you  asked but you didn’t wait for him to move, one hand pushing his shoulder so you could step past him.

“The test for that job is next week,” Ben pointed out, making you stop in your tracks.

“And?”

“And? You know what our deal was, don’t you? You distract Michael so he fails the test and I can take his spot.”

“Look, I’m not responsible for what happens with that test. I’ve fucked him, like you asked.”

Ben just shook his head,”And it all means nothing unless I win that position.”

You turned back to look at him, your newly found confidence fading quickly when you met the determination in his eyes and realized you were completely fucked in this scenario.

”But…there’s nothing I can do about that,” you pointed out hesitantly,”I’ve done what you asked of me, what else can I do?”

That smug annoying ass grin was back on his face,”That’s not my problem, darling, I’m sure you’ll think of something. Don’t sweat it, there’s still time.”

And with that he was gone.

***

Michael noticed your teary eyes as soon as he walked into your room that night. You were sitting on your side of the bed, trying very hard not to show him how upset you were.

“Oh, hi,” you tried to give him your best smile but he saw right through it.

Having spent more and more time together he could read you better than anyone by now.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” he asked.

“Nothing,” you tried to brush it off, shrugging your shoulders and looking up at him, fake smile plastered on your face,”How was your day? Did you do anything fun?”

Michael snorted.”Fun? No, not really,” he stepped to your side of the bed and sat down, a little grin spreading on his lips,”But I’m about to do something fun now.”

The tone in his voice made you laugh and you could not be more grateful for it, because for a moment you forgot your tears.”Oh, you are?” you teased.

Michael crawled onto the bed until he was lying on your pillow, his hand reaching out to grab yours and pull you with him. You followed eagerly, straddling his lap.

“But first,” he interrupted you,”You’re going to talk to me. What happened today? What got you so upset?”

“I’m not upset,” you lied, annoyed,“And I don’t want to talk, I want to fuck.”

“We’re not fucking until you tell me what’s wrong.”

“Oh really?” you teased him and you rolled your hips against his crotch, feeling him instantly harden beneath you.

Michael pulled his bottom lip between his teeth to bite back a moan, his hands grabbing your waist to try and hold you still,”Stop that, that’s not…fair..shit.”

You continued your efforts, dragging your clothed pussy over his cock while your hand sank underneath his shirt to caress his stomach. His cock was so hard already you barely had to do anything else. The power you held over him was intoxicating but then Michael grabbed your hands, a bit more forcefully this time while he stared into your eyes.

“I said fucking stop that and talk to me,” he insisted, raising his voice a little but that only spurred you on and when you bucked your hips against him harder his protest died in a needy moan.

“You were saying?” you teased him again, biting your own lip now.

You were only wearing panties underneath your long t-shirt and you could feel him press up against your clit too perfectly. You could probably come just from doing this, he wouldn’t even have to take his pants off.

Michael’s fingers sank into your hips and you could see the dilemma playing in his head. Does he give in or does he keep pushing for you to open up to him? You could tell he was close to losing the battle.

“You’re the student,” you reminded him, placing your hands on his chest,”I’m the tutor. I decide what happens next.”

Before you could make your next move Michael grabbed your ass and moved you off of him, then pushed you down onto the bed and switched positions with you. He was pinning you down to the bed now, a look of victory in his beautiful blue eyes.

“You were saying?” he teased with a smirk.

You were too stunned to speak for a moment. You tried to move your hips again, trying to regain control but he was the one in the position of power now, his weight strong enough to hold you down on the bed without even trying.

“And thus the student becomes the master,” Michael teased with a dorky grin.

“Master?” you scoffed,”Please, you are so full of yourself.”

“No, I’m not,” he denied and he leaned closer to press his lips to your ear, ”But you’d like to be, wouldn’t you? Full of me.”

He pressed his dick up against your clothed pussy to accentuate his words and you knew you were leaving a wet stain on his cargo pants when he started dry humping you.

“Michael,” you whined.

“Are you sure you’re in charge here, sweetheart?” he continued his teasing, biting your earlobe,”Rubbing that wet little cunt all over my dick like a pathetic needy whore that can’t wait to be filled.”

“Fuck,” you whimpered,”Hey, that’s not…that’s not fair! We haven’t covered dirty talk yet, you can’t…fuck…you can’t run ahead of the lessons like that. How did you…?”

Michael just laughed into your neck,”I’m a fucking genius, did you forget? Self study. Now stay still.”

He tried to hold you down with one hand while the other unbuckled his belt and pulled his pants down to free his cock.

Now it was your turn to feel victorious and you smirked up at him.“I thought we weren’t fucking before I talked?” you reminded him.

“Change of plans,” he simply stated while spreading your legs and pressing his leaking cock against your folds,”I’ll fuck you first and then we’ll talk.”

Without any further warning he sank his cock deep inside your tight heat, shutting you both up.

Michael pressed his forehead to yours and let out a shaky breath, his gaze locking with yours, taking a few moments before he started fucking you slowly.

Your legs locked around him, forcing him in deeper and he whimpered against your neck.“God, fuck.”

“Go on then, master,” you teased,”Show me what you’ve learned.”

His one hand came to rest on your hip, caressing you softly while his mouth hovered over the curve of your neck. His breath was like fire on your skin, his thrusts slow and patient. Too slow, too shallow, you needed so much more of him and he was holding it just beyond your reach. He was purposely teasing you. And by god was it working.

“Please,” you begged.

“Please what, baby?” Michael breathed.

“More,” you whispered,”I need more of you, please.”

You sighed in relief when he finally started kissing your neck. His hand travelled up and under your shirt to caress your tits, thumb brushing over your nipples when he squeezed softly. You couldn’t hold back your moans any longer.

Your hips were moving along with his, urging him on to speed things up.

“Shhh,” Michael shushed you with more kisses and pushed your shirt up higher,”Take this off.”

You obliged so eagerly it put a satisfied smile on his face. Then his kisses moved down lower until his mouth wrapped around your nipple.

“Michael,” you whined, arching into him and running your fingers through his hair.

He continued giving your breasts his full attention until he felt your walls starting to squeeze around him.

“Oh, you like that a lot, huh?” he grinned proudly, continuing his slow torture with his tongue, all the while keeping eye contact.

You nodded and bit your lip,”God, yes…don’t stop.”

“Am I a good student, miss?” he asked with a teasing smile.

You no longer had to answer him with words, your pussy was doing it for you, clenching hard as your first orgasm started. Michael’s hand moved down to your clit, circling it fast and helping you to fall over the edge with a desperate moan, face buried into his neck.

It didn’t take long for Michael to pick up the pace after that, there were no more teasing words, only desperate little moans as he fucked you into the mattress until you both came again.

“Fuck, you’re becoming way too good at this,” you breathed as you were both lying on the bed afterwards, coming down from the high.”Soon you won’t need my tutoring anymore, huh?” you teased.

Michael looked at you with a sudden serious expression on his face,”No, but…I…I still need so much practice, I was just kidding around when I said that master thing, you know, I didn’t mean…”

“Chill out, I’m just messing with you,” you reassured him.

He gave you a hesitant, hopeful smile,”So we can keep fucking?”

You laughed and nodded your head,”Yeah, we can keep fucking, if you’d like.”

“Cool,” he smiled, more confident now and he turned on his side to look at you,”Yeah, I would like that.”

He was wearing nothing but his boxers, you were only wearing his t-shirt and it surprised you how comfortable you felt around him like this. There was no need to pretend with Michael, he accepted you exactly as you were. He wanted you exactly as you were.

Michael noticed your thoughts drifting off.

“Hey, talk to me,” he urged you.

You looked into his eyes with a sigh, knowing you couldn’t keep avoiding it forever.

“It’s Ben, I ran into him earlier,” you confessed.

“What did he do now?”

“The test for that job is next week.”

“Yeah, and?”

“He felt the need to remind me that…if you get the job, me and him don’t have a deal and he’s going to spread that video,” you told him.

Michael looked at you for a moment before he gently took your hand in his, locking his fingers with yours while his thumb brushed your skin. “Then I won’t take the job,” he simply stated, making you look up at him in shock.

You shook your head,”No, what? Are you mad? You want that job.”

He shrugged his shoulders,”Not if it’s going to ruin your life.”

“No,” you insisted,”I can’t let you do that for me, this is your future, everything you’ve worked for.”

“It’s my decision, okay?” Michael reminded you with a little smile but you just hit him on the shoulder.

“You’re not thinking straight right now, you’re thinking with your dick, Michael! The Michael I knew a few weeks ago would have never…”

“The Michael you knew?” he laughed,”You never even looked at me twice before then, babe, you sure as hell didn’t know shit about me a few weeks ago, don’t act like you knew me,” he interrupted you, his gaze meeting yours in a serious look. You stayed quiet.

“He said something else as well,” you then spoke softly,”He told me you messed up in class.”

Michael rolled his eyes,”That was nothing, it happens to anyone.”

“But not to you though, does it?”

Your eyes locked with his and he nodded his head with a sigh.”Not usually, no,” he confessed.

“What happened?” you asked.

“Nothing,” he lied.

“It’s me, isn’t it? I’m a distraction.”

“No, you’re not,” he tried to reassure you,”I was just tired.”

“Because I kept you up all night!” you pointed out but Michael kept shaking his head, not allowing you to take any blame.

“Sweetheart,” he sighed.

”I don’t want this, okay?” you spoke firmly,”You being distracted in class, passing up on the biggest opportunity in your life? For me? I don’t want that responsibility, Michael. You told me just last week how important this all is for you, how it’s everything that matters and you’re going to make a better life for yourself. How can I stand in the way of that?”

He sighed and nodded his head, finally letting your words sink in.

“Promise me you’ll take the test and get that job,” you asked him,”Promise me, Gavey.”

“Okay, fine,” he nodded, finally caving and letting his eyes meet yours,”I promise, I’ll take the job and we’ll just…we’ll find another way to deal with Ben.”

You laughed bitterly,“What other way?”

“I know someone who might be able to help us, it’s a bit of a long shot but…”

“I don’t know, Michael, maybe I should just accept my fate," you sighed defeated.

“No, come on, don’t give up,” he grabbed your hand again and placed a quick kiss on your knuckles,”We can think of something, we can still find a scenario in which we both win.”

You gave him a smile but it didn’t quite reach your eyes. You wanted to believe him, wanted to believe there was a way out of this.

But you just couldn’t see a scenario in which you could both win.

There was one in which you both lose, and it was closing in on you sooner than you’d like.

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The Make Believe Ms Evans

Chris Evans x Reader

Summary: A PR marriage between Y/N and Chris Evans has skyrocketed their careers but their sex lives has never been this low. Up until now.

Warnings: unprotected sex, swearing

Series Master Post

Part 1, Part 2

“Jesus fucking Christ, can you hurry the fuck up?” I slam on the bathroom door. We should’ve been out the door like 5 minutes ago. “What is taking you so long?”

Chris yanks the door open, an exasperated look on his face. “Can you stop screaming like a fucking banshee?”

“We are going to be late, you idiot” I glare at him as he starts placing the buttons of his shirt in place.

Chris is in the promotional tour of his new movie so Polly secured an interview with Jimmy Kimmel because that’s always a success. “Shut up and just help me with the tie, Y/N” Chris rolls his eyes and steps back so that I can move between him and the bathroom counter.

“Fucking man child” I groan as I bring my hands up to his neck, placing the tie neatly around his neck. “One would think you would know by now how to do this”

“Stop complaining” Chris grins as he stretches his hands to grab my thigh. He pushes his hand under my dress, slowly making his way up my skin.

“What are you doing?” I look down, my hands forgetting about his tie and moving to his hand.

“Shut up” Chris stops my hands, pinning them behind my back with ease with just one of his hands. The other removes the half done tie around his neck. “Don’t fight me, Y/N”

Before I can ask again what he is doing, he ties both of my hands and brings up my skirt. “Stop, Polly and Claire could be here any minute now”

“Y/N, please for once in your life” Chris pulls down my panties before stepping back enough to release his member from his pants. “Shut up”

I want to fight him. God knows how much I want to fight back. But I want to fuck him more.

“Open up” Chris orders me as his thumb tugs at my bottom lip. When I do so, he pushes his index finger into my mouth, hard against my tongue. I wrap my lips around his finger, bobbing my head back and forth. “Such a good girl”

I feel my pussy clench at the praise so I push my hips forward, the tip of his dick gliding against my stomach.

“So eager” Chris groans before removing his finger from my mouth. He grabs my hip with the other hand to pull me closer as the his finger dips down into my throbbing pussy. “God, so wet” Chris moans against my ear as he lets his head rest in my shoulder.

I bite into his neck as he pumps hard and fast into me, me legs shaking under me. “Are you ready for me?”

“Mhm” I whine. Chris pulls his finger out and lines himself into my entrance, the head of his cock getting coaxed with my juices. Before I can complain, he pushes himself into me in one swift motion. My head falls back at the sudden feeling of fullness and the sting that rips my walls.

Chris grabs my ass to use as leverage to pump faster into me. I twist around, trying to touch him but the tie behind my back restricting my every move. “Release me”

“Be a good girl and stay still, Y/N” Chris shakes his head and brings one of my legs up around his waist to have a better access into me.

I start to whimper against his hear as hi dips one finger in between our bodies to massage my clitoris. I’m about to moan when we here the door of our room slam shut. “Y/N? Chris? We are running late” Polly calls out from the outside of the bathroom so Chris quickly places his hand over my mouth to stop any illicit sound. I wait for him to stop but his movements are still persistent and hard, in fact he only gains speed.

“In a sec” Chris shouts back and goes back to rubbing my clit. I feel the pressure in me almost reaching its peak so I bite into his hand to stop myself from screaming. “Just finishing up”

“Do you know where’s Y/N?” Polly asks back.

“Probably at the bar or something” Chris grabs both of my legs so that I’m wrapped around him and the new angle sends me over the edge. My eyes roll back and I start shaking against Chris as the waves of pleasure take over my every senses. “You should go check”

I don’t catch the rest of the conversation, my mind still spinning from my orgasm and Chris’ dick still inside of me as he looks for his release.

“I’m so close” Chris hides his face in my neck to muffle his moans. It only takes a few more pumps into me and then I feel the warmth of Chris’s cum coaxing my walls. Thank god I’m on the pill because the sensation of being filled up is so hot it almost pushes me to my edge again.

“Give me a sec” Chris pulls out and I feel his cum dripping down my legs. He pulls a towel from the rack and cleans me up before doing the same with himself. “All done”

“Care to release me?” I race my eyebrow at him. Chris chuckles, totally forgetting that he had me tied back.

“There you go” He removes his tie only to place it smoothly back in his neck. He zips his pants back and reapplies his cologne before turning back at me. I’m still collecting myself from my orgasm so I just lay back on the counter. “Hurry up, are are going to me late”

He ducks just in time to miss the hair brush that was headed straight for his head.

***

“So Chris” Jimmy taps his fingers a long the wooden table in front of him. “You brought your lovely wife with you this time”

“Yeah” Chris smiles, turning his face towards the audience. “She is my support system and I wanted to have her with me here”

“We haven’t seen much of you two since you guys got married” Jimmy gives him a raised eyebrow and and I can feel Polly tense next to me as we watch from a VIP section of the audience.

“I mean you said it yourself, Jimmy” Chris brings up his hand to his jaw, a wicked smirk on his face. “We just got married, we don’t leave the house much”

My cheeks burn hot as the camera pans to me, the room erupting with teasing screams. I shake my head, laughing as Jimmy calls out my blush. “You are gonna get in trouble for that one, Mister”

“I hope so” Chris nods his head at Jimmy, hyping the crowd even more. He laughs before waving his hands up. “I need to stop pushing my luck here”

“Yeah, that’s a wise decision” Jimmy chuckles before turning towards you. “Y/N, please go easy on him”

“I’ll try, Jimmy, I’ll try” I give him a cheeky smile. “I make no promises tho”

***

“It’s nice to see you get along” Claire breaks the silence as we drive through the city of New York. The car zooms through the busy streets and the crowded sidewalks, the city lights brightening the sky. “Chris, you did good today”

“Yeah it’s nice to see you not at each other’s throat” Polly adds as she types away on her phone.

Chris leans in to whisper in my ear. “I mean I did have you by the throat yesterday” His voice sends shivers down my spine as it bring back memories of the eventful morning we had before we went to the airport.

“What’s that?” Polly looks up, thinking Chris was talking to her.

“Nothing” He leans back away from me. “Just talking to myself”

“Are you sure you don’t want to join us for dinner?” Claire turns to me as the driver pulls up outside our hotel.

“Yeah, I’m just gonna get room service and head to bed” I give her a reassuring smile as Chris opens up the car door, the flashes going off immediately. “But you two enjoy your night out”

Chris steps out, stretching his arm to help me out of the car. His arm goes around me to guide into the hotel, making sure that the paps aren’t to close to us.

“is it true you are getting a divorce?” one paparazzi asks me as he steps right in front of me. If it weren’t for Chris’s arm around me, I would’ve tripped as I bumped against the unknown man.

“Hey, stay the hell away from her” Chris pulls me tight against his chest as I try to squeeze around the crowd of people. Our bodyguards start pushing people away, making way for us to run into the hotel lobby.

“You okay?” Chris pants as we are finally inside.

“Yeah, just scratched myself a little against his camera, that’s all” I check my arm as 2 lines start forming over my skin, just a bid of blood making its way to the surface. “Ill be fine”

“Let’s just get to our room” Chris nods, grabbing my hand as he notices that everyone in the lobby is looking at us. “Honey”

I try to swallow down the laugh that wants to erupt from my chest. “God you are si stiff” I whisper only for him to hear.

“Oh shut up” He grins, not looking down at me as we head for the elevator.

Once inside, just the two of us, Chris release my hand and puts his into his pockets. “So what do you want for dinner?”

“I don’t know” I twist my mouth. “Not that hungry really”

“How about some wine and cheese platter?” Chris asks. “I saw one on the menu last night”

“Yeah, i think that would be nice” I nod as the elevator dings, signaling we’ve reached our floor.

We walk in silence towards our shared suite, only the clacking of our shoes breaking through the silence that rules over the hallway. One we’ve reached our door, Chris places his card on the reader and holds the door open for me. “Why don’t you go change and I’ll order the food”

“Thank you” I give his chest a soft pat before walking to the bathroom.

Since we cannot get away with having different rooms book for us, I usually sleep on the bed and Chris takes the fold up bed or just crashes on the couch.

I strip out of my jumpsuit, hills tossed somewhere in my room. “White or red?” Chris pops his head through the door as he pushes the phone away from his lips.

“Red” I turn to him as unhook my bra and let it fall to the floor.

“Jesus christ” Chris rubs his hand through his arm as his eyes fall down to my naked chest. “Please just knock and leave the food outside. We might be busy”

“Christopher” I blush as the poor lady at the end of the phone gets mortified by Chris. “Don’t say that”

“Why?” He grins as he tosses the phone somewhere in my bed before stepping in the bathroom. “Did I lie?”

“I mean no but-“ My mind betrays me as I follow the movement of his hands.l, unbuttoning his shirt.

“Maybe we don’t need food tonight” Once done with his shirt, his hands move to my hips, pulling me to him. “We can just eat each other”

“Chris I-“ I try to fight him but his lips come down to my neck, his tongue darting out to taste the saltiness of my skin.

“What do you think?” Chris whisper hot against my ear. “Don’t you want me to fuck you against the counter? Just like this morning?”

I try to answer but when his fingers pinch at my nipple, any thought I had, just went out the window.

***

“Favorite place to be?” I ask Chris as I press a green grape against my bottom lip.

“Mhm” He brings his glass down from his lip. “I love Boston, my whole family is there”

“Besides Boston” I roll my eyes. Everyone knows Chris loves Boston. When we got married, his only request was that Boston remain as our principal house, my house in LA just to be used for when we had to be there for the job.

Chris scratches at his beard, thinking deeply. “Venice, I think”

“Really?” I beam. “I want to go there sometime. Amsterdam, too”

“You’ve never been there?” Chris asks, slowly moving his glass in circles.

“Nope” I shake my head. “I didn’t have the money before and now I don’t have the time”

“Yeah, I get that” He nods his head before bringing his glass back up to his lips. We stay in the comfort of our silence.

I feel weird when it’s just Chris and I. Well, when we are not fucking. We are used to just fighting each other, and now, having sex. Small talk isn’t really our strongest side.

I’m about to excuse myself when Chris breaks the silence. “Why did you agree?”

“On what?” I look back at him but his eyes are fixated on the bottle in front of him.

“To marry me” His eyes snap back at me. “To do the whole fake thing”

“I-I” I stutter a bit, his question catching me off guard. “I mean Claire sold me on the whole ‘it’s whats best for your career’ thing, so I agreed, I guess”

“Do you ever regret it?” He follows up his question, never taking his eyes away from me.

Where the hell is this coming from? We’ve never discussed this topic so openly. “Do you?” I sit up straighter, not longer feeling comfortable in my sprawled position.

“No” He answers immediately. “To be honest I didn’t care much about it”

“Then why are you asking me all of this?” I move to place the glass of wine over the coffee table.

“I’m in my 40s, if anything, marrying you got people off my back” He finally shifts his focus to the bottle of wine, probably feeling a bit uncomfortable with the way my eyes are scanning his every move. “Every time I had an interview, all they wanted to talk about was if I was planning on settling down, having kids and what not”

“But now they ask about me” I frown, not really seeing the difference.

“But because they want in in the gossip, no longer out of expectations” He sighs, chugging the rest of his wine. “But you are young, you… You could have anything you wanted, whoever you wanted. Why settle for this?”

“I’m not settling, Chris” I turn my body to face him, his side profile greeting me. “Shit, we might not be a happy lovely marriage but we respect each other, I, at least, admire your work. And yeah we used to fight a lot but I’ve always known that if I need a favor, I can count on you. That’s a lot more than what other people have”

“Yeah, I guess” Chris finally looks back into my eyes, a softer gaze taking over his eyes. “But don’t you ever want to go to go out with guys your age or something?”

“Chris, I’ve dated people before” I chuckled. “And trust me, you’ve given me more orgasms in the last 48 hours than they ever did”

Chris tries to hold back the grin on his face but fails miserably when I give him a little shove. “Don’t let it get to your ego, grandpa”

“I make no promises” Chris smirks, grabbing a hold of my thigh.

“Oh no, mister” I push his hand away, standing up and away from him. “You are going to leave me all sore! Give me a break”

“Fine” He rolls his eyes at me before also standing up. “In that case, leave. You are taking up my bed”

“Good night, grandpa” I pat his chest before turning around. “Make sure you get a good sleep, we don’t want you all grumpy in the morning”

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MDNI!!!

After John dropped you off at home the following morning, Johnny was on you before you could even fully open the front door, giggling as he was rambling about whether or not you saw his texts. You did, John had helped you in the shower 45 minutes ago to itch the scratch you couldn't reach after reading all the guys desperate texts. "Johnny, let me at least set my bags down."

"Don't be late sergeant!" John hollered as he got back into his truck heading to base, laughing as he watch Johnny pawing and groping you into the front door. John knew very well his sergeant was going to be late and had already planed to set up arrangements to cover for him, it was the least he could do for him.

"Those pictures made last night so lonely bonnie, such a little tease." He whispered against your ear huffing, humping his hips into yours groaning when you moved you leg up and onto his waist.

"Thought you would enjoy them baby." You said between each sloppy kiss, his tongue filling your mouth, hands holding your ass and lifting you up.

"Fuck, I did, so much. Was so jealous of that first picture, John's face right between these heavenly thighs. Yer taste flooding my mind while I rutted into my hand." You moaned pushing into him, "Did ye have a good night with him? He take care of my girl?"

"Yes, god he did baby, took such good care of me." You giggled as he huffed against you, hips rutting persistently to your core, "Had me cumming so much last night."

"Fuck, good, good man he is, knew he would take care ye bonnie. Tol' ye they all would." You started pushing his sweat pants down a moan catching in your throat at the sight of his red tip, cock ready.

"Come on, just fill me up, can't have you running to late." You laughed as he bounced you up and raced his way upstairs, "Carefully Johnny!" Tugging your shirt off after he dropped you onto the bed, he pulled your leggings off, pulling your ass right to the edge of the bed he kicked off his sweats.

"So damn pretty bonnie." Rubbing the tip of his aching cock along your slit, he tapped it on your clit before sliding it down and into you moaning. "So warm. Gonna make me cum already." Ploughing his hips down into you, he swirled his thumb over your clit, using every move in his caliber he knows that will get you right at the edge with him.

"Oh shit Johnny, baby, that's it!" You moaned, moving your hips with him feeling your cunt start to tighten around him you arched up, pulling at the sheet groaning with him as you both came, still after a moment, catching your breath. "Jesus."

Chuckling, he pulled out of you and dragged your body up the bed, "Get comfy bonnie, I'm goin to take a quick shower before heading out. Ye'll be here when I get off right?"

Smiling as he brought your blanket up over you, moving some hair from your face you curled up, wiggling your hips a little as you felt a mix of John's and now Johnny's cum sliding down your thigh. "Sure baby." Closing your eyes and snuggling into the pillows while Johnny kissed your temple and went about getting ready for work.

---

Lounging in the living room flipping through channels before settling on movie you looked at your phone as it rang. Smiling you pick up, "Hey Kyle. What's goin on?"

"Hey gorgeous, what are you doin?"

"Just found a movie to watch, sitting in the living room, waiting for Johnny to get home."

"Hmm, movie night, well good thing I bought some snacks on the way here."

"Here?" You turned around moving the living room curtain slightly and sure enough, he was walking up the side walk, waving his hand up showing you the few bags he had. "Oh my god." Getting up you made your way to the front door and opened it smiling as he came up the steps.

"So you didn't see my texts that I was coming over huh?" He asked smiling leaning down and giving you a quick kiss to your cheek.

"No, but its a nice surprise, and I do love surprises." You said also kissing his cheek, "Come on." Letting him in you smiled as he kicked his shoes off and went to the living room to set the bags on the coffee table before going into the kitchen. "You bring me some good snacks then?"

"All your favorites, and some drinks." As he walked back in he sat by you setting the glasses down pouring your favorite pop/juice into them handing you a glass, pulling your feet up to his lap. Pulling the throw blanket from the back of the couch he laid it over your lap massaging your feet, ankles and shins. Half way through the movie you had slid further down and he ended up laying beside you, squeezing and rubbing your hips. Feeling so warm and relaxed against him you wound up falling asleep head resting on his extended arm, light snores also lulling him to a slumber.

Waking up a few hours later you rubbed your eyes at the shining light coming from the kitchen, you squited before humming and smiling, "Hi Johnny."

"Hi bonnnie, looked awfully comfortable, I didn't want to wake ye." He said walking into the living room and squatting in front of you, kissing your nose then lips he smiling sitting back on his hunches. "Always so pretty." Smiling back at him you nuzzled his hand that was stroking your cheek. Kissing his fingers you hummed has you looked into his eyes, he had a certain gleam in his eyes as he grinned at you, his other hand drifting under the blanket to your thigh, smirking at the exposed skin. Having worn shorts you looked down, watching the shift of the blanket, his fingers sliding up the apex of your thigh, under your shorts and teased the lips of your cunt. Gasping as he caught your clit between his fingers and slightly twisted, slipping the tip of his fingers into you, your arousal quickly coating them. Moving your leg, knee peeking out from under the blanket, you held his hand to your cheek biting your lip trying to hold back from grinding your hips into not only his fingers but Kyle's hips, who was still sleeping peacefully beside you...to your knowledge.

Feeling dizzy with excitement you let your leg drop the side of the couch, the wet squelching of your cunt around his fingers now filling the living room. Johnny moved himself down to between your legs, laying his upper half down and pulled your shorts to the side, stretching them, moving your leg even more groaning into your folds before practically making out with your hole.

"Quite the sight to wake up to." Clenching around Johnny's tongue you turned your head and looked at Kyle, blushing.

"S-sorry." You moaned, wiggling your hips against Johnny's mouth, "I'm sorry."

"Don't apologize gorgeous, I'm enjoying the show." He said smirking, stretching a bit beside you. "I would never mind waking up to the sound of your sweet moans." Arching up you keened, Johnny's tongue driving you over the edge, twisting your fingers into his mohawk while gripping Kyle's collar and bringing him to you to kiss, tongues intertwining, your moans and whimpers muffled against his lips, blissful with the feel of his hands inching up Johnny's sweater you had on, before cupping your breast and rolling your nipple. The ripple in your core intensifying the longer they stimulated your body.

Gasping as you pulled back from Kyle, you glanced down as Johnny pulled back, "Fucking delicious bonnie." He kissed your thighs and hips before standing up and adjusting himself, "I'm going to go pick up dinner, Gaz, I'm right to guess ye'll be staying?" He said smirking making his way to the front door.

"If I'm welcome to."

"Of course you are." You said tracing his jaw and lips, "Don't be gone long Johnny."

"I'll be back shortly." He said leaving, closing the door behind him.

You turned fully to Kyle, "Sorry for the way we woke you."

"I really don't mind gorgeous." As he kissed your temples you melted into him, Kyle is so sweet with you, although he never pushes affection with you, he does make the first move, always kissing you, holding you, but he knows and has learned your ques of how much you can take before needing to stop. His sweet words always wrapping around your mind, coaxing you to melt into him, feel him, see him.

"You're so sweet, sometimes feels too sweet to be real." You said smiling at him, kissing him again, the kiss was slow and passionate, your hands now roaming him, feeling warm. "No sex, but I do want to feel you." You whispered against his lips looking into his warm eyes waiting.

"Feel me then." He said guiding your hand under his shirt, reconnecting his lips with yours. Your fingers traced his abs, tracing a circle around his nipple before trailing down and undoing his belt and pants sliding your hand in. "Seems unfair." He groaned feeling your fingers wrap around his shaft, also sliding his hand into your shorts to he worked his fingers into you, following your pace, both your moans and panting mixing between your bodies. Lifting your leg over his thigh you gasped with him looking into his eyes, mouth agape as you ground your core into his fingers, mind blanking as you came, hand stuttering on his length simultaneously feeling his cock twitch in your hand, his spend spurting onto your wrist and his boxers.

Cuddling again with him, mind wander through your relations with everyone, you're quickly finding that you are blindly falling for these men, Johnny beside you ever step of the way, very encouraging and enthusiastic. Supportive even, which makes you comfortable to embrace the others advances and promises. Making small patterns on his hand you smiled up at Johnny as he walked through the door, bags of Chinese take out in his hands.

"Dinner time lovers, up and at 'em."

Part 6

[lolasimms]

hcs about your married life with abby pls 🙇🏽‍♀️

wife abby headcanons pt.1

part 2 part 3

౨ৎ she’s an early bird and is almost always up at 6 am.

౨ৎ starts her morning off with cuddling you and then she’s off to the gym.

౨ৎ you wake up to an empty bed most mornings which usually you rant to her about.

౨ৎ your breakfast is usually simple, overnight oats and fruit, which she bullies you for.

౨ৎ she on the other hand insists on eating a high protein breakfast, for “gains”.

౨ৎ she’s a certified gym rat, which you find super hot.

౨ৎ when you’re really horny she takes pre-workout to make sure her stamina is up for you.

౨ৎ this usually leaves you saddle sore and aching for the next two days

౨ৎ she gets off on your overly domestic nature, especially when you take care of her.

౨ৎ if she’s got a cold or a throat infection you always pamper her and insist on feeding her soups and tea.

౨ৎ most weekends are spent lounging around the house as she’s not a very social person, neither are you.

౨ৎ some weekends are also spent at her father, Jerry’s place.

౨ৎ the three of you make dinners, play board games and he loves breaking out the photo album to embarrass her.

౨ৎ she earns a lot (she’s a doctor) so she’s always spoiling you.

౨ৎ loves to wine and dine you, especially when you both have time off work.

౨ৎ she can only cook staple meals, so she’s always impressed by the food you make for her.

౨ৎ she tends to overwork herself and usually comes back home tired.

౨ৎ despite the fact that she comes home exhausted she still insists on pleasing you.

୨୧

“Abs we shouldn’t, you just got off a 12 hour shift, you need to rest.” You press your wife but she’s ignoring you and pulling you into her.

“Doesn’t matter baby, I’m perfectly fine. Need to please my wife, you know what they say.” Both her hands are griping your thighs and pulling you towards the end of the bed.

“What do they say?” You question, accepting defeat, and allowing her to manhandle you.

“Happy wife, happy life.” In one quick motion, she’s tugged your pyjama shorts, along with your underwear off.

“What if you fall asleep mid eating pussy and I crush you to death?”

“Trust me baby, death by your pussy would probably be the best way for me to die.”

You tried scooching up toward the pillows , but Abby’s hands had a tight grip on your thighs. She wasn't going to let you get away. You were all the way at the end of bed now with her head in between your legs. She was tasting every bit of you, nibbling and marking you up. Your hands made their way to her hair, grabbing handfuls as her tongue swiped over your clit. All feelings of exhaustion from her taxing 12 hour shift were thrown out the window once she got to taste you, and you were fucking enjoying it.

You gasped. "Mmm...Abs..." Abby was loving every minute as she lapped you up. She pulled you closer, practically burying her face in your pussy. Your moans only added fuel to the fire burning inside of her. She was sucking your clit now and you could hear how wet you were for her. As she worked your cunt, two of her fingers were deep inside of you, fucking you for all you were worth and drawing a whimper from your throat. She was so fucking enthusiastic about eating your pussy and damn good at it too.

"Fuck, you taste so sweet." She panted, her breath like fire against your skin. "Gonna make you cum for me."

୨୧

౨ৎ The two of you love watching tv shows together, though she has a habit of not paying attention.

౨ৎ You’ll be well into a show and she’ll be wondering where a certain character went, when they got killed off like 5 episodes ago.

౨ৎ Falls asleep in your lap while you’re watching movies and shows because the poor thing works so hard.

౨ৎ Your name in her phone is ‘wifey’

౨ৎ Once again, she loves to spoil you, against your will of-course.

౨ৎ Buys you things if you look at them for even a second too long.

౨ৎ Her anniversary presents are always the best.

౨ৎ She insists that you don’t buy her stuff simply because you being her wife is enough.

౨ৎ On your 5 year wedding anniversary you open a box that has a pregnancy test in it, as you’d been discussing having children.

[mommypieck]

༺ ♱ ༻ aot threesome - 5/10

✿ annie x reader x mikasa

"look at how her pussy is quivering." annie tsks, running the fingers against your opening. her face is too close to your cunt and you just hope that she would press her face a little closer. you yelp when you feel mikasas lips on your neck, sucking and licking while her hand travels down to rub your clit.

"is our baby desperate to have something inside of her?" mikasa asks with fake sympathy in her voice, nodding at annie to stuck her fingers inside of you. your back arches when one of her digits finally enters you. and she doesn't take any time getting you used to her fingers. she quickly adds another one, thrusting right against your sweet spot.

"shhh, it's okay." mikasa says at your loud whines. she takes one of your nipples into her mouth and she tugs on it. the pain shoots thru your whole body but is mitigated by annie's fingers inside of you. annie's tongue finally meets your clit and she dives her face into your pussy.

"hey, you didn't say you were going to taste her." mikasa pouts but only receives cheeky grin from annie. you whine when mikasa leaves your side and the bed to get something from the box. your eyes go wide when you finally see the thing she's holding. annie furrows her eyebrows when she notices the strap in mika's hands. her tongue doesn't stop it's magic on your clit and she eagerly laps at your juices. you feel overwhelmed, with one pretty girl in between your thighs and second putting on her strap on. you know she won't be gentle but you can't help but to whine and reach out for her. she lets you touch her and to pinch her nipples.

"don't let her cum, i want to feel her around my cock." mika says to annie, making her groan, the vibrations making you moan. she looks pissed but she complies, laying next to you to make space for mikasa. mika settles in between your legs, fingers running against your folds before putting two inside of her.

"she's open enough." annie says from beside you as she cuddles to your side. mikasa presses her strap on against your opening and let's out a surprised moan when the head of the toy slides inside of you so easily.

"she takes me so good." she smiles before bottoming. she's big inside of you but you're so wet that you feel only pleasure, no stretch. her thrusts are slow and gentle but you know that she's only starting. annie's lips take the place on your boobs and she bites them. you know that she loves marking you up, setting the competition between her and mikasa.

"im need to cum." you moan out, grabbing onto mika's arms. both mikasa and annie laugh at your desperation.

"so early? i just got inside of you." mika giggles, setting a way rougher place. she grabs your thighs almost folding you to have her way with your. annie shuffles so that she can hold your legs, spreading your legs for mika. you feel yourself get wetter with every slam of her hips. you don't care about the ache in your legs, the only thing you can focus on is mika's cock inside of you and annies mouth on your body.

"you're going so good." annie praises you as she leans down to rub on your clit. if you were close to cumming minutes ago, you sure as hell are now.

"can i cum, please?" you beg them, your whole body shaking. they look at each other, unsure of what they want to do with you.

"alright, come for us, baby." mikasa says, rolling her hips in new way to bring you to your orgasm even faster. annie pinches your clit, quickly rubbing on it. your whole body shakes as you cum. mikasa doesn't stop there, she fucks you thru your orgasm until you can't see straight.

"pull out," annie groans, "i want to fuck her now." she jumps on mikasa, trying to get her to take off the strap on. mikasa just laughs, "i think someone has a little crush on you and wants to see who can fuck you better."

annie slaps mika's thigh, "shup up. and now let's see who can really make you fall apart."

[rorywritesjunk]

Let’s be one another’s present tense

Buggy ‘rescues’ you from an abusive situation, and after a less than stellar introduction, he has you audition for his crew to keep you safe. You want safety, security, and joining a circus seems like the best idea.

Rating: This chapter is NC-17. They finally do it.

Warning: Swearing, sex, Cupcake is chatty and prolly a little bratty. Buggy is a worried boyfriend. Lots of talking during sex but its their first time together and I had a feeling it would happen tbh. Communication is key.

A/N: It starts. I aint a pro at writing porn.

Title comes from “Crater Lake” by Lady Lamb

Chapter 1 + Chapter 2 + Chapter 3 + Chapter 4 + Chapter 5 + Chapter 6 + Chapter 7 + Chapter 8 + Chapter 9 (NC-17) + Chapter 10 + Chapter 11 + Chapter 12 + Chapter 13 + Chapter 14 + Chapter 15 (NC-17) + Chapter 16 (NC-17) + Chapter 17 TAGLIST: @lostfirefly @neuvilleteismybby @fluffybunnyu @sinning-23 @the-angriest-angel @ane5e @fanshavegottensotoxic @honey-deerling

Chapter 9

Morning came with Buggy practically on top of you as he slept, arms wrapped around you with your legs tangled together. You were waking up, trying to stretch your muscles, but it was difficult with your current position. Your head felt a little tender but the bandage managed to stay on. Sighing, you tried to wriggle away from him but he just tightened his hold on you. 

“Buggy, babe, I gotta pee.” You told him as you tried to shake him awake. “Lemme go.”

“Few more minutes.” He mumbled against your neck where he was currently nestled against. You rolled your eyes and managed to reach his ass, giving him a pinch which seemed to shock him awake. You took the chance to get out of bed to get to the toilet to have a few minutes of privacy. After washing your hands, you sighed when you saw the water splashed onto your shirt. You didn’t want to go back to bed with that on so you stripped the shirt off.

Once you were done, you checked the bandage before going back to the bedroom and crawling back into bed, snuggling up against him as he continued dozing. His arms went back around you and he pulled you against him, never bothering to open his eyes.

“How's your head?” He asked as he tucked his face back against your neck as your fingers slid up and down his bare arm slowly. “Do you feel okay today?”

“Mm, I feel fine. It's a little tender but I'm okay.” You told him as you closed your eyes. “I just wanna sleep for the rest of the day.”

“Don't see why not.” Buggy sighed as he tilted his head enough to start peppering kisses along your neck. “I'll keep you company. Call it a day off for both of us.” He opened one eye and looked you over. “Where’s your shirt?”

“Yea, but there’s um, I got things to do.” You murmured as his hand moved between your legs. “Like… things. Laundry. My shirt got wet in the bathroom, so I should get out of bed and start working on laundry.”

“The captain orders you to stay in bed.” Was his response as his fingers slid over the crotch of your underwear, teasing you and causing you to gasp. “This okay?”

You could only nod, a moan escaping you as he pushed your panties aside, dipping into your folds as he sucked a spot on your neck. You spread your legs for him, eyes closed as he touched you. He mumbled something against your skin before ripping your underwear off, tossing them aside before shifting positions and settling himself between your legs. He moved your legs over his shoulders, resting them there as he dragged his tongue over your slit, looking up at you. 

It took you a moment to register what was happening. One moment he was kissing your neck and now he was down between your legs, smirking up at you as he held your legs apart, tongue swirling around your clit before dragging over your entrance. It was almost too much for a moment, the sensation, and you had only ever had one partner before this and that was years ago, one time with the neighbor’s son when you both were 19, and it was dumb and uncomfortable and you didn’t think you’d want to try it again unless it was the right partner. 

And currently your partner was using his Devil Fruit powers on you.

While he stayed between your legs, arms holding your legs apart for him, his hands were on your breasts, kneading them, pinching and rolling your nipples between his thumbs and pointer fingers. You were gripping the bed sheets in your hands, moaning and whimpering for him as he sucked on your clit. 

And Buggy wanted this to be perfect for you, your first time with him. He held off for months, wanting you to feel safe and comfortable with him, only ever kissing you and holding you. Last night would have been it had the two of you not been interrupted, so this morning seemed like the best time. No one would dare wake the captain up unless it was serious.

One of his hands left your breast, moving down between your legs as Buggy pulled back for a moment. You lifted your head to look at him, confusion on your face, and before you could ask what was wrong, he pressed a finger into you as he watched you for a reaction, making sure you were okay. Your head fell back against the pillows as you sighed loudly. 

“Fuck, Buggy, don’t stop like that.” You managed to say as you reached down, placing your hand on his head and pushing down gently. “Please don’t stop.”

“Mm, don’t tell the captain what to do.” He retorted, finger pumping into you slowly. “D’you want me to actually fuck you, Cupcake?”

“Yes, asshole, obviously!” You whined. “I wanted you to fuck me last night!”

“I wasn’t going to do it when I was upset!” Buggy told you as he pushed in a second finger. “I want this to be romantic and… and great for you, okay? I don’t want to hurt you!”

You threaded your fingers through his hair, tugging on his hair gently as his fingers curled, brushing over your g-spot. While you appreciated him being thoughtful, you wanted him to fuck you into the mattress. You weren’t as fragile as he seemed to think you were. You were about to tell him, let him know you wanted him to actually fold you in half and get with it already, when his mouth was back on your clit as he fingered you. You were moaning for him, pushing on the back of his head as he kept his attention on your clit. 

He wanted to ask if you were okay but you were pushing down on his head, not wanting him to stop just yet, and he decided to add a third finger. Your juices were coating his fingers, he could feel you clench, your breathing hitched and he gave your clit a final suck which had you cumming, gripping his hair and pulling his hair as you cried out for him. 

“Ya still want me to fuck you?” He asked, smirking up at you from between your legs, the makeup on his face more smudged than before and his chin and lips coated in your juices. You nodded, pulling on his hair again, but he managed to get you to let go, grabbing both of your wrists and pinning them above your head as he sat up and stripped off his pants. He spat into his hand, giving himself a few strokes before pressing the tip against you and pushing his hips forward. 

He released your wrists and you reached for him, pulling him down on top of you as you kissed him. He put one hand on your hip while the other rested on the bed as he pressed in all the way, bottoming out before giving you a moment to adjust. He could feel you tense up, the hitch in your breathing at the sudden fullness. He stilled, rubbing your hip slowly as he kissed you, waiting for you to give him the go ahead. 

“You good, Cupcake?” He asked, breaking the kiss as he studied your face. You nodded after a moment, rocking your hips against his. “Use your words.”

“‘m fine, Buggy.” You mumbled, nails digging into his back. “Please fuck me now.”

“You'll tell me if it's too much, right?” 

You nodded first but when he didn't move you sighed. ‘Y-Yea, I'll tell you.”

“Good.” He murmured as he began to move his hips slowly, wanting to make sure you were okay at first. You knew he was afraid of hurting you, and you appreciated he was taking it slow, but you had little patience. He hesitated for just a moment before he started to pick up the pace, moaning when your muscles clenched around him as your nails scratched along his back. He grabbed your hands, once more pinning them above your head.

You gasped when he did that, feeling his hand tighten around your wrists as he angled his hips. Moaning, crying, whimpering, those were the sounds that escaped you as he started fucking you harder. He kept his eyes on your face, looking for any signs of discomfort, but you had shut your eyes, mouth open as you panted softly. When his cock hit that sweet spot, your eyes shot open and you cried out for him.

“Ah, fuck, Buggy! More!” 

He just nodded, feeling his heart skip a beat when you cried his name like that. His lips crashed against yours as his hips slammed into his at an almost bruising pace. He wasn't going to last long, hearing the sounds you were making or how you felt around him. It wasn't until he let go of your wrists, his hand moving between your bodies to touch your clit that you came undone after just a few touches of his fingers. He followed after, swearing and moaning your name as he came, sinking into you as he dropped on top of you.

You grunted at the weight of his body on top of yours. “Um, you okay?”

He just nodded as he pulled out of you. “Uh, yea, fine. Just fine.”

“You sure?” You pulled him back down beside you, kissing him on the forehead as his arms went around you. He just nodded. “Okay, now can I really have the day off if I spend it in bed with you?”

“Of course.” He mumbled as he pressed his lips to your neck and throat. “Captain's orders.”

~

The only time the two of you left the bedroom was to get breakfast and lunch, other than that Buggy kept you naked in bed with him while he explored your body. When he needed time to recharge in between sessions, he would be using his hands and mouth to have you screaming his name for him. 

It went on for a while until you were finally tapping out, literally tapping him on the shoulders with both hands as he had you cumming on his tongue for what you were certain was the millionth time since lunch.

“Break, I need a break, Buggy!” You panted out. “Too, um, too much.”

He pulled back, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. “You okay? Did I hurt you?”

“No, fuck, just need a break.” You told him as you stretched out on the bed. “Fuck, aren't you tired? Your tongue isn't cramping?”

He shrugged as he moved to lay down beside you, wrapping his arms around you as he pulled you against him. You sighed and leaned into him, pressing your face into his neck as you closed your eyes. 

“I dunno if my legs work.” You mumbled as his fingers slid down your back slowly. “I'm going to be walkin’ bow legged for a few days.”

Buggy shrugged, resting his hand in the middle of your back. “Was it too much?”

“No.” You said as you reached up to play with his hair. “You don't have to worry, babe. I'm not going to break if you're a little too rough.”

“I'd never be rough with you.” He frowned. “Why would I be?”

“I'm not saying you would be, I'm just saying don't treat me like I'm going to break.” You told him. “Babe, I trust you, okay?”

“I know, but-”

You leaned up to kiss him, cutting him off before you sat up. “I'm just saying that… for example, I liked it when you held my wrists, y’know? And I'm glad you check in with me, but I'm not going to shatter if like, you fuck me a little too hard.”

Buggy nodded though he had a frown on his face. The thought of causing you any amount of pain, intentional or not, didn't sit well with him. He was glad you trusted him enough to say that but he was hesitant. He didn't want to put you through anything you might regret. 

You touched his cheek, caressing softly before you kissed him again. “I trust you, Buggy.”

“I trust you too, Cupcake.” He murmured as he turned his head to kiss your palm softly. “I'm not going to hurt you.”

You sighed softly and smiled. “I know you aren't, babe.”

[kunikags02]

After Work with Nanami Kento

fluff, smut lol

a/n: genuinely just in love w nanami that's why I'm writing this. Goodnight everyone, it's almost 2 am here oh god.

The clock showed 5:30 p.m. already, which Nanami was supposed to be home a few minutes ago. You sat nervously waiting for his arrival. Was there a traffic? Did he worked overtime today? But he should've told me that. You brush off those thoughts, once again staring blankly at the clock above your tv. Your cat, kiko, hop on to the empty sofa by your side. Purring oh so softly as she rubs her thick fur to your side. This calmed you a bit, stroking her head gently.

A few minutes passed, the clock showing that it's almost 6. The door bell you anxiously wait finally rang. You ran quickly to the door, opened it to see your loving husband all drenched from the rain. Immediately, you let him in and took off his jacket. He was slightly shivering from the cold but you gave him a towel to dry him upper body off. As he was drying himself, you're gently drying his hair too with another towel. Comfortable silence occurred.

"Hey baby, I've missed you" you said, kissing his lips.

"Missed you too, sweetheart. Got into a traffic and rained too."

"I thought there was an umbrella in the car? Did I forgot to put it in this morning..?" You lowered your voice, hoping you didn't forget about the umbrella.

"Don't worry, honey. You brought me the umbrella but I was in a rush getting out of the car at that time so I didn't take the umbrella." He answered, smiling oh so softly.

"Oh dear. Why though?"

"Well, I got you something you like." He said and he gave you a small red bag. It looks very cute.

You opened it and boy this the delicious smell went straight into your nose. It was chocolate cookies! Your eyes went wide, immediately hugging him, peppering kisses all over his now dried face.

"Kento! You didn't have to! Aaahh I love you so much" you just kept on kissing his face, he just giggled to you, holding you on his lap.

"I love you too, sweetheart. I knew you'd like this since we barely get to find the seller. I was lucky they were selling today you know. When I saw them I went straight out of the car to get them." he said. Your heart flutter. This particular cookie was your favourite. It's very thick and has a lot of filling. They always sell out whenever you want to get them.

"I can't wait to eat this! C'mon, let's get you cleaned up first babe. I've made you dinner too." You said as you got up from his lap, which he pulls you back onto his lap.

Startled by his actions, you grasp his shoulder, not wanting to fall down. He rubs his nose to your neck, which to your surprise you let out a soft whimper. His hands sit perfectly on your hips holding you down. "I missed you, darling" he whispers. Chill ran down your spine. You smiled and answered "Yes, Kento. I missed you too" as you gave him a deep kiss. Next thing you knew, he spread his legs making you sit on his right leg.

He lifts your skirt up "No panties? Teasing me aren't you, sweetheart." Your lips parted slightly, head unable to process whatever is going on, mind foggy from the overwhelming feeling. You've always been this sensitive even after year and year with him.

His finger coming to your clit rubbing it slowly as his tongue slips into your mouth. His finger moved to your folds, inserting two fingers and pumps your fresh tight hole. Unable to control the moans, you're grateful that you your neighbours are currently not home. Body spasming, mind clouded and tears began to form.

"You like that, yeah? Enjoying being fucked by my fingers. Bet your fingers can barely hit it." He said showing his charm. He felt your walls tightened, within a few more pumps you let out all your juices and long sweet moan. Chest heaving up and down, trying to calm down after the high. Nanami on the other hand, swiped up and pushed back your cum into your gaping hole. Your breath hitched, he looks up at you innocently crashing his lips to you. You kissed him deeply while riding out yourself on his fingers. He then sucked your perked nipple, leaving a pop after.

"You did well, my love. Let's take a shower, shall we?" He carried you to your bathroom and boy there's always a second round to it.

[nareyacute101]

Boyfriends Best Friend PT.1 ~ E&D

This is a fanfic I wrote a while ago so I’m just posting it and I hope y’all enjoy 😭

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Y/N POV

I was at home with my boyfriend of 3 years almost 4 next month, Donnie. We met in high school in the beginning of high school and started dating in the 10th grade. I thought he was really hot and sweet when I started talking to him. But, we were waiting for Erik to just hang out as friends , me and Erik are friends , I met Erik through Donnie because they have be friends since elementary so for a while, so Donnie walked downstairs since he was upstairs and I was downstairs eating food, "Babe, I'm going to the store to get snacks so if Erik comes , just let him in." Donnie said going to the kitchen " okay babe, I will." I said and Donnie came around to give you a short passionate kiss and left the house.

After he left, you went to put on comfortable clothes on and went back downstairs, trying to find a movie to watch and 5 minutes later, you heard the doorbell ring. You got up to open the door and knew it was Erik so you swung the door open and their revealed Erik. Now, when you first met him you thought he was cute or whatever but a year later and some, he got hotter and whew Chile, anyways, Erik was smiling and said " hey y/n" with his deep voice that was so sexy. "Hey Erik" you said as you hugged his torse and he wrapped his arms around your waist. "Come on in and by the way, Donnie went to by some sna-" you got cut off by Erik kissing you deeply and rough, you thought about pushing back but you kissed him back and a few seconds later, you pulled away.

"What was that for Erik?" You asked as you looked at his dark brown eyes deeply. " Y/N, I've always wanted to do that since we met through Donnie and your just so beautiful, smart and a intelligent women and I've always wanted you but never got a change because Donnie got you before me and now is my chance." Erik said then looking down and he truly meant that and I know it so I'm like f*ck it , I feel bad for him but then I'm going to feel bad for Donnie because I've been with him the longest but I'm going to give Erik a change to have me for now.

I started to kiss him again and then it got heated into a makeout session " Jump" Erik said seductively in my ear and I jumped into his arms and walked up the stairs and he was so strong carrying me and Donnie's shared bedroom, but, he threw me on the bed and hovered over me to connect our lips again.

"Strip" Erik said while standing up off the bed so you got up and took off your pajamas shirt and shorts leaving you in your laces bra and panties. Erik was already undressed and only in his briefs.

He was staring at you up and down and then said "Damn, my best friends girlfriend looking fine naked" ( omg 😭 okay keep reading ) Erik says so sexy and his body is so hot with those scars and those biceps (🥵). He pushed me on the bed and went down between my legs and looked up at me for permission , I nodded and he took off my lace panties " Damn" Erik whispered but you heard it so you smirked in your mouth( if that makes sense) and he just starting eating you out and I felt like I was in heaven on how is tongue was working my clit and his plump soft lips around my p*ssy " OH MY GOD ERIK FUCK" I yelled that anyone who was in the house can hear " I'm gonna cum Erik , fuckkkk" I said and then came.

"Now it's my turn princess" Erik said. So I got off the bed as Erik goes to lay on his back on the bed.

I crawl on the bed to meet his face and kiss him, then kiss my way down to his growing budge. I start to tease him by only putting my mouth on the tip, "stop teasing me Y/N" said Erik but I stopped teasing him after a couple of minutes then put him in my mouth.

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"Ughhhh yes Erikkkkkkk" said Y/N moanly loudly, "Fuck" Erik grunted while blowing my back out (omg😳) after a while I hear my phone ringing, "Pick it up" Erik said while his thrust going faster "I can't d—ooo that's fuck but okay" Y/N said while picking up the phone and answering Donnie "Hey babe"Y/N said while breathing heavily, "Hey baby so was there any particular snacks you wanted while I'm here?" Donnie said while looking through the aisles. Y/N looked back at Erik to slow down but Erik kept going "Hello?" Donnie said over phone not hearing his girlfriend speak, "Sorry I was looking for something but um yeah some—Takis chips and Oreo's please" Y/N said then whispered "fuck" after she said that because she was getting pleasured by Donnie's best friend. "Okay we'll see you when I come home, I love you" Donnie said over the phone. "Love you too babe" Y/N said then hung up and screamed "SHITT, This feels so fucking good Erik". "It's does huh princess?" Erik said then grunted. "Yes daddy" Y/N whined

"I'm home!!" Donnie yelled throughout the whole house.

TBC...

[aylabyu]

this idea was pretty random lmao it popped up when I saw the numbers 333 👽

ANYWAY HERE WE GO

Random Genshin Men x F!Reader (NSFW)

7

"ven-venti! wait, why are we doing... 'this' here?! n-no♡"

"why are you so shy? it's not like it's your first time," he nuzzled your neck while pounding you on the rails of the tavern.

your upper body dangling — in doggy position — and holding for dear life on the wooden, fragile rails while your lover rubs your clit continuously.

"venti-"

you swore you could have crushed the rails when he slapped your red ass.

"what did i tell you a while ago?"

"c-call you master! ah, ahng! master!!"

"that's right, my windblume. come, shout for your master. don't worry, everyone's too occupied drinking," he thrusted harder and harder 'til your and his release are dripping on the floor, "... maybe."

you're crying at this point, thanks to his dick, so you didn't hear his last word. a small stature could hide something so dangerous. though he is an archon, maybe he can make some... parts of him much larger? ♡

"fuck, fuck me, master! fuck me, ah!♡"

"i will, i fucking will. i'll fuck you until you can never function ever again. haah, hah. give me seven more orgasms, windblume. what count are we on now?"

"unh, u-um, sixty-one? ah!" he shoved two fingers down your throat.

"wrong, it's sixty-two since you didn't come in the past minute. looks like we have to go back to zero~♡"

6

"you naughty girl, having sex with venti thinking that no one can hear the both of you. that was so wrong baby, yet very hot too. don't you agree?"

with pistoning hips to your sloppy pussy, your mind can't form a coherent reply nor even process what kaeya is saying to you.

"you can't go on anymore? we're just starting though?"

in a missionary position, he grabbed your hair and forced you to look at him.

"come on baby, are you truly fucked dumb? either way, you'll still give me another orgasm, right?"

feeling the sweet pain in your scalp, you replied, "y-yes, i'll give you a-another- ah! ahn, uhn, mhm!♡"

seemingly not satisfied with your words, he set your legs up on his shoulders and started thrusting harder and faster.

"ugh, ugh- baby, you're clamping real tight- ah!♡"

crashing his lips unto yours, he released his hot load to your convulsing walls. the both of you continued to battle with your tounges when he pulled away as his cum started flowing out.

"d'you know how i knew that you were going at it with venti?"

he smirked when he felt your sudden clench to his slowly hardening dick.

"were we really that loud?" you sheepily asked.

"nuh-uh, i was standing below you two's position. drinking happily and merrily when i suddenly saw something slip into my drink."

he leaned close to your ear and continued, "it was your cum, you came so much that your fluids seeped into the wooden floors and dripped to the lower level."

along his wet licks to your ear, you just had a mini orgasm when you heard what he said.

"i still drank my beverage, of course. couldn't let a tasty addition go to waste, can't i? so i just left my drink in that same spot for a while until there was a noticeable increase in volume."

you were caught off guard when he started thrusting again. while loud moans and your saliva came out of you, kaeya continued, "it was such a big change in volume that someone asked me if i was pouring more to my drink! can you guess who that was?"

unable to form a reply or thought once more, you just let your tongue come out and moan to his doings on your poor body.

"well, you'll figure it out sooner or later. we still have six hours to go 'til daybreak, baby. six hours to go 'til i pass you off to that dear someone♡"

5

"m-master diluc! ah, please wait- ahn!♡"

your words were swallowed down when diluc shoved you back down on the table you were lying on, nude, while pinching your nipples.

"did you have fun with him? well, seeing as how you're naked in my tavern — out in public no less — i do think you had an enjoyable night. do you know i had to close the tavern early so they won't hear your whorish sounds?"

he rubbed, groped, and then bit your chest as if it was his adversary, making you think of nothing but addicting pleasure. his gloves added more stimulation, making you closer to the orgasm you crave.

"though, seeing as how you moved from venti to kaeya in one night, you truly might have wanted to be seen and heard by everyone," he leaned in close to you, his clothed body rubbing against your unclothed body, "be fucked by everyone in all of your holes, hm?"

you came right there and then.

"master... diluc, haah, hah. p-please..."

you grabbed his hands that stopped moving when he noticed your orgasm, and moved them yourself instead. you felt shame with your actions — you were basically masturbating, even if it was with just your nipples, using a nobleman's hand! but you didn't care, you were far too gone in the haze of ecstasy.

"'please' what? would you rather be stimulated with your chest than your cave down here?" he grabbed your hands and pinned them up your head.

"...b.."

"hm?"

"b-both! both, master diluc!"

though your words were garbled and not coherent enough, diluc understood you. he raised an eyebrow at you, making you instantly redden even more.

"no shame with your desires, darling. it's just, you're already used by two men," you shuddered, "how about you clean yourself for a bit and we'll continue talking."

he straightened his back and let you go, turning his back on you which made you think he was about to leave you. (of course he wouldn't, why would he let others take his prey?) so, you did a rational thing and shouted.

"i-i need your help then!"

diluc looked back and saw you prop yourself up on the wet table, separating your legs until you can't anymore.

"need, need your hand, master diluc! can you help me clean my... p-pussy?"

you bit your lips in embarrassment, shivering, but continued on. you set your folds apart while looking up at him with glistening eyes.

"my, i knew you were a slut but not to this extent," you almost came, "very well, i can see the progress firsthand in this way."

he took off his gloves using his mouth, and pushed you on the table once more. he cushioned your head with his hand, while the other shoved two fingers in your pussy.

"mhm, ah! agh, ahn!♡"

"come in five. your wetness can perhaps aid in pushing out all these cum," his words were of removing the cum in your pussy so he can fill it up with his, but he kept on shoving his fingers up to the hilt where you think he was pushing the cum further up than down.

"minutes? okay-"

"five minutes? i meant seconds, darling."

A/N: ...yoooo so it should be yk, 7 up to 1 but I got lazy so maybe I'll continue it if I felt like it.......... I ALSO DID NOT MEANT FOR VENTI'S TO BE MUCH SHORTER THAN THE OTHER TWO, I'm a sucker for porn w plot,, (with so many dicks coming out of darling's pussy was also in reference to so many words by the end of the fic LMAO)

[alluralater]

PLEASE tell us everything ab you getting fucked by your roommate

we were having a movie night and we were actually going to go to bed (or so i thought). it was a little past midnight and we’d watched a few movies which were now over. i was on my phone just texting people back, scrolling through tumblr, and sitting on the couch with my legs drawn up when she comes back from her room. she sits down next to me in a different spot, this time on my right instead of my left. and she says something about the last movie we watched and i responded but kept typing on my phone. and then she without warning pulls up my shirt, pulls down my bra, and starts sucking on my nipple. and now okay, you might be thinking- “allura, that’s not very healthy communication and asking for your consent of her” to that i say this, i am so serious about me being a fucking slut. and she knows it too. so yes, when she did that i just let my phone slip from my hand and immediately took in a sharp breath. she’s talking about how she was thinking of doing this for days now. talking about different outfits i’ve been in recently and what she liked. before this i was a little bit sleepy, but now i was in this in between spot. feeling her lips and teeth and her tongue. and ugh god she’s pulling my legs apart and sitting fully between them, moving my body into a better position. her hand is between my thighs and she’s rubbing my clit from on top of my pajama shorts. her mouth is back on my nipples, alternating between both. i can hardly fucking think like honestly… i get pretty stupid when im being groped and grabbed and felt up all over. and anyways so at some point she’s pulling my shorts and my panties off. and her fingers are like a messy type of delicious all over my pussy. she’s telling me how wet i am and how good i feel. ugh okay this was like 5 hours long and i am trying to remember what happened. i started recording the audios i posted around an hour or two into things if you want to hear what happened later. she fingered me, ate me out, strapped me, and did all of that at different times and sometimes simultaneously. she’s a top leaning switch so i did fuck her brains out the next morning when we woke up <3

we actually JUST had sex like fifteen minutes ago and my mind is gone at the moment. it’s been kinda nonstop this week

[tadpolesonalgae]

Chapter 5

A/N: Please defer to warning section in Chapter 1

-Chapter 4- -Chapter 6-

“Rhysand,” you greet with a smile as you open the door for him.

As usual, he opens his arms, wrapping them around your waist as he presses a kiss to your neck, ignoring what’s probably the very prominent scent of arousal that’s almost always clinging to you.

But you don’t miss the small sniff he gives your throat, nosing at your skin before pulling away. “I don’t suppose you’ve seen Cassian at all have you? He seems to have gotten himself into a spot of trouble.” His hands are still resting on your waist, where Cassian’s had been mere minutes ago.

“You mean to tell me you didn’t come here for the pleasure of my company, Rhys?” You tease, closing the door before walking down the narrow hallway, bypassing the stairs and turning right into the kitchen. The High Lord follows silently on cat-soft feet.

“Haven’t seen him.” You shrug apologetically, moving over to the counter, “tea?” He nods his head in confirmation, leaning against the kitchen table, eyes running over you while you’re turned away, thinking about the short moment Cassian had let him inside his head, seeing through his mind’s eye.

A muscle ticks in his jaw at the memory of it. How Cassian had taunted him, letting him in just as he got a taste of you. Not even that long ago, you’d been splayed across your bed, hand in Cassian’s hair, tugging his mouth closer, encouraging him to suckle at your clit. He needs to know what it was like to taste your sex, have you release on his tongue.

If he bent you over right now, would you truly protest, or would spread your legs for him, too? His hand fists on the table, needing to get his scent under control.

Maybe he should just take you… From the insight he got from Az, it sounds like something you’d like. He knows you would enjoy it. How good he could make you feel…how tight you’d clamp down on him. He could make you scream.

“Any life changing decisions you’ve come to since yesterday?” He asks as you bring his mug over, full of tea. He takes it, fingers brushing yours though he gives no indication to him realising it. You take a sip from your own mug, leaning against the counter opposite him, “other than quitting permanently…no idea. Maybe I’ll travel about for a bit. See what the males are like in other courts.” Your eyes flick to his violet pair over the rim of your mug, “I hear in the Autumn Court they have fire in their veins…”

His eyes spark with something at your bait. “Is that so…?” He asks casually, taking a sip from his own mug. Hopefully, Azriel will be dealing with Cassian now—your bedroom will be free. He wonders… He might have entertained the idea if he wasn’t vaguely concerned about what the Shadowsinger might do in retaliation. Though he can’t bring himself to feel bad about the plan they’re already forming. How little Cassian will get to enjoy what they have in store for him.

You nod your head, oblivious to the inner workings of his mind, content to have him in your kitchen, chatting over piping cups of tea. “I think I might be able to find what I’m looking for over there…”

A flicker of emotion spills through the mental bond he keeps open between him, Cass, and Az. A spark of terror accompanied by an ember of glittering rage through a separate bridge. He has to fight his wince at the mess Cassian has managed to get himself into. The mess he’ll soon be reduced to, if Azriel has anything to do with it. He might need to stop in later to make sure the male will be in working condition for when their plan commences. They can’t have him passing out half way through…that would ruin the fun.

Though perhaps you would like it. He’s still recovering from the comment you made before falling asleep, warning him not to tease you with the promise of slipping between your thighs while you were unconscious. As if you would enjoy that violation.

So many appetising surprises to you.

“It wouldn’t a be permanent move, would it?” He asks abruptly, setting his tea down on the table to watch you intently. You pointedly look away, drinking deeply from your own mug to avoid answering.

“Would it?” He repeats, voice dropping to that controlled drawl. Violence dripping from his tongue at the idea of you relocating to another court. That wouldn’t do at all.

You smile at him, but he doesn’t relax. You scoff, “no, Rhys. It wouldn’t be permanent. The look on your face was worth the suggestion though. You looked murderous!” He should be concerned how lightly you take his fury. Though, maybe he should be thankful you’re not scared off by it.

He resists the urge to close the distance between you and press another kiss to your neck, just to remind himself of your scent. Once is acceptable, as a greeting. He can’t do it again. And he’s better than Cassian…he can control himself around you.

Though you certainly seem to prefer the opposite.

“No,” you murmur softly. “I love it here, Rhys. Velaris is…special, to me. Like you are.” He eyes you warily now, but you’re focused on your tea, staring into the mug as if it will reveal secrets to you. “You all are. And I’m not sure I say it enough…” You look up at him, gripping your cup tightly before sighing and setting it down on the counter, mirroring his stance. “You’re all so dear to me. You’ve always been so accommodating, and—” You take a moment to regulate your breathing, drying the wetness in your eyes.

How absurd it is. Cassian was between your legs not too long ago, gifting you with what was easily one of the better orgasms of your life, and now the High Lord is in your kitchen, drinking tea with you, and you’re getting all emotional. Absurd indeed.

But he’s already moving, striding across the floor as his arms wrap around your shoulders as he tugs you to his chest. Maybe he’s not as controlled as he thought. You have that effect on all of them, though.

His fingers thread through your hair and your arms wrap tentatively around his waist. “As long as it’s not permanent, I think we can manage. We can either fly or winnow. It’s not the end of the world.” He murmurs, hating your silence as you tamp down the emotion. “Besides, if you’re ever gone too long I can guarantee one of us will seek you out and drag you back. Even if you’re kicking and screaming.” It draws a quiet laugh from you and he knows you don’t understand how sincere he’s being. The darker meaning beneath his bladed words.

You push away from him enough to give him a cheeky smile, “three of the kindest, sweetest and most handsome males I’ve ever met making me kick and scream? Sounds like my kind of night.”

Mother save him.

He isn’t nearly as disciplined as he thought.

He steps into you, hands dropping to your thighs as he hoists you up onto the counter, your eyes widening. It would be so easy to bind you with his power, pin your hands behind your back so you couldn’t try to shove him off should he push your thin night robe up over your thighs. And Cassian’s done all the preparation for him…you’re probably still nice and wet…wet and warm, all for him to bury his cock into you. Fuck you until you can’t speak, just desperately clinging onto him.

Your hands grip onto his upper arms with the sudden movement, and you stare at him in surprise. He’s usually so gentle—maybe you imagined the bite of his fingertips in your thighs. But when your eyes land on his, you know you don’t imagine the hunger in them, as if he’s really considering taking you on the kitchen counter.

You open your mouth to— you don’t know. But he’s already banished that starving ache from his gaze, as if it was never there to begin with. His hands grip your hips lightly, just as he leans down, pressing his lips to your hair. “You know we feel the same,” he murmurs, hand bringing your head to rest on his shoulder, thumb stroking back and forth gently.

“Maybe we should all do something together. Besides sitting and chatting. It’s so rare any of us have enough free time to spend with one another, and even when we do, it’s difficult to get it to align.” You nod. Between Rhys being High Lord, Cassian being his General and Azriel being his Spymaster… Mixing that with your night shifts makes things difficult.

“I’d like that. But…” you trail off.

“What?” He pushes, pulling back to look at you.

“It’d feel like a goodbye. I know I might be moving away for a bit, travelling the Courts, but doing something so…final, feels scary. Like it’s a turning point. I don’t want that.” You admit, softly.

“You don’t have to go,” he reminds gently, cupping your cheek. “I’m not kicking you out, and certainly neither of the others are.” But you shake your head. “I need a purpose again. I’ve been here for nearly three centuries, doing the same thing over and over. I need something to make me want again,” you confess.

You feel the urge to shift the conversation out of its current course. You don’t like these sorts of conversations. Even with the three of them, they’re difficult. So you give into the urge, forcing a lighthearted grin to your lips. “I’ve got an idea, Rhys…”

That damned grin.

That damned, fucking, grin.

Heat builds between his legs, enough he shifts back so you can’t feel him against your centre. Just a little longer, he reminds himself. Just a little longer, and you’ll be theirs.

“I don’t like that smile,” he drawls, the declaration dripping with teasing wariness. Your hands move to settle on his forearms, his senses awakening to your touch, “I think we should all have some fun. You used to fuck around each other, didn’t you?” Your fingers trace patterns onto the sleeves of his dark, crisp shirt, and his mouth dries up. If only you knew how much of a fucking tease you were being.

“Careful,” he purrs, if only because his restraint is fraying dangerously thin. “Didn’t Cassian warn you about what would happen if we were all set on one female?”

You laugh, lightly smacking his forearm as you break eye contact.

He’s well accustomed to this dance. The waltzing between friendship and flirting. He’s not even sure if you’re completely aware of what you do. Of suggesting everything but giving nothing.

You’ve had them hooked for a while now.

“I wasn’t volunteering myself, don’t worry Rhys,” you smile, and he forces himself to think clearly. “I wouldn’t put myself in that sort of situation.”

You sound breathless.

Are you…?

Think clearly, Rhysand. You’re making things up.

So he offers up one of his practiced smiles, designed to put people at ease. To charm them into doing his bidding. “There’s a first time for everything, dear.”

“I wouldn’t want to come between you three,” you reply, stepping carefully now. You’re not quite sure what’s happening, but your instincts are nagging that something’s off with him.

It’s probably his work load making him antsy again.

For once, you don’t make the offer to relieve that stress—fearing he might actually take you up on it this time. You’re already up to your waist in water, with the curveball Cassian threw you earlier tonight. You’ll be out of your depth soon, if you aren’t careful.

He forces himself to lessen his grip on you, sensing your hesitance. Your uncertainty. “You needn’t worry about that,” he says instead, “we’ve had over five hundred years to grow with one another. I doubt there’s anything that could pull us apart.” Except if you chose only one of them.

But you smile, and poke at his ribs, “how adorable the three of you are.” He follows the cue dutifully, stepping away from you, allowing you to hop off the counter.

Just a little longer, he reminds himself.

He can wait.

[sturniolovsp]

tattoo me with your tongue

y/n pov:

today was the big day i was getting my first ever tattoo by my very good friend chris he’s been a tattoo artist for 2 years now i met him 1 year ago and we instantly clicked so obviously when i wanted a tattoo of a butterfly on my inner thigh i obviously contacted him and he offered to come to my house and do it for free and i obviously agreed so now he’s arriving in 5 minutes.

chris pov: y/n has always been attractive to me so when she asked me about giving her a tattoo on her inner thigh i agreed having my hands right on her inner thigh her legs spread open is something i just can’t miss i can get hard just by thinking about it. So now i’m pulling up to her house and i got all my equipment and knocked on her door.

y/n pov:

I heard a knock at the door and i obviously opened it to be met with chris and let’s just say he looked so good he had grey sweatpants and a black shirt i literally felt my panties get soaked how did he look this fine i quickly snapped out of my thoughts realizing i’ve been staring at him for awhile. “hey chris” y/n said “hey y/n are you ready to get tatted up on that inner thigh of yours” chris said “yeah of course come in so we can get started” y/n said

both chris and y/n decide that the living room is the best spot so y/n lays down on the couch and chris starts getting his equipment out he puts on his black gloves and gets the tattoo gun he gets all of his equipment and looks at her phone for the tattoo that she wants “ok y/n i’m gonna have to ask you to spread your legs so i can get a good grip of your inner thigh” chris says and y/n nods in agreement and spreads her legs while holding eye contact with chris and chris feels himself getting hard from her actions. chris leans down and touches her inner thigh as he wipes and gets the thigh cleaned for the tattoo. “so are you ready you might feel some vibrations and tingles in your.. lower area since i’m tattooing right near your umm you know” chris says “yeah i know but i feel comfortable since your the one who’s doing it” y/n says. chris starts tattooing gently gripping her inner thigh as he focuses on doing the tattoo he accidentally moves his hand a bit to far grazing her pussy causing y/n to moan from the unexpected touch chris puts the tattoo gun down “one little touch like that from me and your already moaning slut” chris says smirking as he leans his face closer to her thigh and kisses around her pussy “now tell me slut would you like it if i eat you out right now and tattoo you with my tongue” chris says “omg yes please chris tattoo me with your tongue i need it” y/n says. chris smirks and pulls her shorts down allowing her soaked pantie to be exposed “so wet from me just grazing it and tattooing your inner thigh” chris says “yes i got wet just from seeing you please eat me out” y/n says. chris pulls down her panties and teasingly licks her folds slowly causing y/n to be a moaning mess. chris starts kitty licking faster his whole mouth on her clit he goes faster and faster after 2 minutes y/n moans loudly and cums all over his face. “slut do you wanna ride me now that a tattooed that pussy with my tongue” chris says “omg yes let me ride that cock” y/n says. chris sits down on the couch and y/n sits up and straddles his lap feeling his boner beneath her. “slut i want you to suck my cock first get it nice and wet so i can tattoo that pussy with my cock” chris says and y/n nods immediately going down and taking his sweatpants and boxers off causing chris dick to spring out and y/n immediately gets to work sucking up and down causing chris to groan loudly “fuck slut your doing so good for your tattoo artist” chris groans. after 2 minutes chris without warning cums down y/ns throat and y/n swallows everything before going back to straddling his lap “you did so good slut now your gonna ride me i’m gonna tattoo that pussy with my cock” chris says and puts his hands on her waist slowly pulling her down her pussy sinking down on his cock they both moan and groan as y/n fully sinks down on his cock and she starts bouncing chris helping her and thrusting up every once in awhile “oh fuck chris your cock is tattooing me so good” y/n moans as she starts bouncing faster feeling herself get closer to cuming “yeah your gonna cum for me slut complete the tattoo with some final touches of cum” chris groans as he is also getting close. after a couple seconds both of them shoot out a load of cum a they both finish riding off their high y/n gets off of him and lays down on the couch “omg chris that was amazing your truly my favorite tattoo artist” y/n says “i gotta get going since i have another appointment soon but call me whenever you want me to tattoo you again darling” chris says before packing up his stuff and placing a kiss on her forehead and then he heads out.

y/n will for sure be scheduling another tattoo appointment with him soon

[euphoriafanfix]

warm sheets: chapter 1

warnings: s3xu@l content 18+

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Nate turns his phone off and rolls over. He can't stand the thought of Maddy or Cassie right now. He loved one girl. One girl. The sheets are warm where she had been laying. She had gotten in the shower just about five minutes ago. Nate couldn't get images of her out his head. He traced his hand across the sheets. Feeling the heat. Remembering her body laying there. Remembering how he would gently brush against her thigh. Remembering how she would put her hands in his hair as they kissed. He loved how soft her hands were. How she would grab him and pull him into her body. How she would kiss a trail down his stomach. Then kiss his inner thigh. He loved the way she would drag the whole situation on before actually going for his cock. He loved the suspenseful yearning. The anticipation of it all. But most of all he loved the way she went down on him. She knew exactly what to do. He loved feeling her tongue on his bare skin. He loved cumming in her. He loved how she acted like it was no big deal swallowing. He loved her. He didn't just love to fuck her. He loved her.

Confident as always, she walks out of the bathroom. The tiny towel wrapped tightly around her body makes her tits pop. She is beautiful, Nate thought to himself. She waltzes over to his dresser and pulls out the first t-shirt she sees. She giggles. "2017 Beer Pong Champion" is slapped across the front of it.

"What's this?", she says with a grin on her face.

"It's my dad's. I didn't know he was cool enough to play beer pong until he gave me that shirt," he sneaks a smirk.

She lets the towel slide off her body, throwing the t-shirt over her head. Still grinning, she walks over to the edge of the bed. Nate looks down at her. She kneels to the edge of the bed. She grabs his ankles and pulls him closer. This time she starts with his shins. She kisses him slowly moving up. He can't help but get hard.

"Well that was fast. I usually have to get to your thighs before that happens."

She kisses his thighs. She rubs his stomach and brings her head up to his happy trail. She rubs his abs and arms and shoulders. She knows the suspense is killing him and yet he loves it.

She skips his cock and moves up to his neck. She nuzzles her face in the space between his collar bone and chin. She kisses him. She slides her tongue across his collarbone. Finally, she kisses him on the lips. Their bodies collide as they make out. They are completely in sync. Their bodies have a rhythm. She runs her hands through his hair. He grabs her waist and pushes himself into her. She takes off the shirt. He takes off his boxers.

Jules was the most beautiful girl he'd ever seen. Everything she did was magical. He adored her.

Nate slid his dick into her. She wrapped her arms around his neck, holding him for dear life. As if she were on a rollercoaster. And honestly having sex with Nate Jacobs is just about as fun for her as amusement park rides are.

He thrusted his hips into hers. She felt his cock, rock hard, moving in and out of her pussy. She pushes him a little harder, a little deeper. She wanted him to go faster and he did. He loved control, but with Jules it was different. He liked to let her control him.

She could tell he was close to cumming and she wanted to torture him a little, so she pulled him out. She rolled back on the bed and giggled. Nate knew what this meant. He picked himself up and got on top of her. He kisses her tits. Sucking on her nipples. Licking all across her stomach. She liked when Nate licked her. She liked how he would lick every inch of her if she asked him to. He picked her up and slid her further up on the bed. Then, he got to work. He started licking her thighs and labia and eventually her clit. He knew exactly how she liked it. He twirls his tongue in circles first. Then up and down. Then he took his fingers and pressed on her. He rose back up to her face, his hand still in her pussy. He stroked, hard. She tried to suppress her moans so that no one would hear but she couldn't help herself. She gasped and moaned trying hard to be quiet. She grabbed his dick and shoved it back into herself. Nate, still rubbing her clit, thrusted deeper into her. He felt the heat of her body against his. "oh fuck nate don't stop don't stop," she whispered in his ear. "i fucking love you jules." "i know. nate keep going. harder. faster. come on." She grinded up against him, feeling every part of their bodies touch. "holy fuck jules," Nate moaned. He gasped for oxygen as the heat and pleasure consumed him. "OH FUCK FUCK," he whined. She moaned, loud. He came in her. She came on him. They both throbbed with pleasure. She felt his cum inside her pussy. Warm and wet. He stayed inside her even after they both orgasmed. They both liked feeling interconnected. She liked feeling him inside her. He rolled to her side and laid his head down on her boobs. She nuzzled herself into him and closed her eyes. He kissed her forehead and nose. They fell asleep in each other's arms. Before they knew it, the sun came up and the mourning dove was singing its woeful song.

[shelbgrey]

Eleazar denali(Glory of love)

Chapter 10: sweet dreams and sunny days

Table of contents

A/n: there's a slight smut warning at the beginning of this chapter. And the povs change a couple of times in this chapter.

“get on the desk.” Eleazar huffed as lifted her up on the desk he uses to grade homework. Their lips locked in a feverish kiss as her butt collided with the wood, the couple ignored the papers and books falling to the floor.

“God, your so beautiful” he said as he stood in between her thighs, she grabed the collar of his shirt pulling him in for a heated kiss.

All he could hear was her racing heart as her slim fingers quickly fell to his belt as he unbuttoned his shirt. He huffed in frustration and his shirt fell to the ground in shreds.

“Eli, I need you” she moaned as his cold hands hiked her skirt up to her waist. He teased her clit with his cock, brushing his tip through her slit. “are you sure Love?” he whispered.

She pulled him closer, desperate for his touch. “please”

He gave her one last kiss before burying himself deep inside of her with a hard thrust, making her cry out his name. Eleazar stared down at her like she was the only woman in the world, and in his eyes she was. He admired every part of her perfect body, the body he was now claiming as his own.

“Eli...” she cried out, the pleasure becoming overwhelming in the best way possible. He didn't still his hips as she grabed a fist full of his hair, pulling it in a way that made him groan against her lips.

“your mine” He whispers to her, licking a slow stripe from the bottom of her neck to the shell of her ear. She huffed and gripped his dark locks as his fangs gently scraped her neck.

“bite me” she moaned. With all logic gone, his teeth sunk into her neck making her moan out from pain a pleasure. Before the blood trickled down her breasts Eleazar licked the bite mark he left. She moaned pulling him for another kiss, his tongue tangled wirh hers making her tast her blood on his tongue.

He rested his forehead on hers, meeting her eyes -Her now gold eyes. He continued to trusted at unhman pace making the wood of his desk crack and split under pressure. She pulled at the roots of his hair making him groan. “y/n...”

“y/n, wake up darling” a soft voice said. I groaned and sunk lower into Eleazar's fluffy blanket, sheilding my eyes from the sunlight. The sun was unusually bright today dispite the blinds in the room being shut.

“five more minutes” I grumbled as reality hit that three minutes ago was only a dream.

I felt the bed dip from behind then soft kisses trailing down from the side of my forehead all the way down from a neck. They were soft an loving, nothing like the ones I received in the dream that left me blushing like crazy. His lips fell to the same spot on my neck from before and I let out a small whimper.

I rolled over to my back and stared up at Eleazar with tired eyes. “What time is it?” I asked taking his right arm where his watch was, 5:30. I gave him a dirty look and rolled over on my stomach.

“I never get up that early on a work day” I mumbled into his pillow. I felt my hair being moved to one side and he kissed my cheep softly. “in my defense you have a longer drive to work today”

“I can't go into work today, so get ready so I can drop you off” he said getting out of bed. I rolled over and watched him walked over to his desk and turn on the lamp. “why aren't you going into work?”

“it's sunny out” he said pointing towards the window. “when it's this bright out we can't go into town” he said.

I sat Indian style in the middle of his bed, rubbing the sleep out of my eyes. “I need some clothes though”

“Tayna is a step ahead of you” Eleazar said pointing to the pile of clothes on his trunk. I rolled out of his bed and headed towrds the bathroom with my change of clothes.

It was simple, a pale blue sun dress and a black Jean jacket. It's something I don't usually wear, but I knew it would be worse if Alice picked it out. It was actually cute so I wasn't too mad I was going to school in a dress against my will.

I quickly put my hair up and washed my face before exiting Eleazar's small bathroom. Eleazar was setting at his desk grading papers when I came out. He perked up at the sound of the creaking door.

“you look beautiful” he said as he grabed his car keys off his desk. We walked down stairs and into the living room. The girls and Edward where down there watching Tv. As we entered the room Edward's eyes widened as he looked at me. I immediately turned red and looked away from him when I remember he can read minds.

I quickly said my goodbyes and went to the garage so Eleazar could take me to work.

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When study hall came around Bella and her friends filed into my empty classroom to work on homework.

“what did you get on #5?” Angela asked scrubbing on her paper.

“Switzerland” Bella said looking at the window blankly.

Angela slowly looked up from her homework confused. “well that's odd since we're doing math”

I looked up from my desk and looked gave the group of teens a strange look. Bella looked away from the window. “sorry im just a little distracted today”

“yeah, discracted by Edward Cullen” Jessica said a little snapy. I raised an eyebrow at Jessica. Bella quickly shook her head trying not to hypervente.

“they're not here today Bella” I spoke up as graded last week's quize on The bride of Frankenstein.

“where are they?” Bella asked flipping through her notebook. “that's none of your business, Bella” I spoke quitely.

“what they just ditch?” Bella asked ignoring what I said just a minute ago.

“when ever the weather is nice Dr. Cullen and Mr. Denali pull them out of school for hiking and camping” Jessica said.

“I tired that on my parents, not even close” Jessica said closing her text book.

“Mr. Denali is gone too?” Bella asked looking up at me, I ignored her and continued grading. “I haven't had his class yet”

“yeah the sub sucks” Tyler said. “your saying that because your faling Spanish” Jessica added, Tyler just shrugged.

“Wait, aren't you taking Tayna Denali to prom?” Mike asked. Tyler smiled happily. Mike held out his hand for a high-five. “Score man!”

“yeah she's really sweet” Tyler smiled.

“Eric, who are you going with?” Mike asked. Eric smiled brightly and playfully nudged Angela who was hard at work.

“she asked me” he said. It made me smile at how happy he looked.

With jealousy in her eyes Jessica chimed into the conversation. “Angela, we should go shopping in Port Angeles before all the good dresses are cleaned out”

“Port Angeles?” Bella asked as the bell rung. “mind if I tag along?”

“yeah! I need your opinion” Angela smiled as they gathered up their things for lunch. The group of friends waved goodbye as they headed out.

“bye, guys” I smiled.

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“can you take me to Port Angeles?” Bella asked. I looked at the clock on the wall and saw it was 3:30.

“right now?” I asked collecting all the papers I need to take home with me. Bella set her bag down and nodded.

“yeah, I said I'd go dress shopping with Angela and Jessica” she said rolling her eyes. I let out a chuckle as I filled up my backpack.

“you hate shopping” I said. Bella knew I was right, she sighed. “yeah, I need a get away driver too”

I snorted at her response, but still happy to be of service. I threw my bag over my shoulder and grabed my phone as it vibrated. “okay, but I need to find a dress too, I won't be too long beacuse I hate shopping as much as you do”

“are you and Mr. Denali chaperoning?” she asked as I closed the door behind us. I nodded but gave her a weird look.

“you can call him Eleazar outside of school, you know?” I said. Bella shrugged and started stuttering. “w-well I'm still getting u-used too the whole my Spanish teacher is dating my older sister”

I let out a laugh as we walked out of the school and into the sun. “point taken”

Bella threw me the keys to her truck and we drove off.

--------(Port Angeles)--------

The girls sorted through different dresses and threw them in different piles. As Angela and Jessica went through them like a couple of tornados, I looked at the more casual ones with darker colors. I finally found one, a plan black dress with lace

The dress fit my body nicely dispite it being a bit longer than it was supposed to be, I learned to deal with that being short and all. Anyway, I stood in the mirror of the dressing room for a bit to make sure it was appropriate to chaperone in, it was and felt good in it. It's been awhile since I really dressed up so it was nice.

I remembered the conversation I had with Eleazar, I told him I had to take Bella dress shopping and I had to fined one too. I quickly took a picture of me in it and sent the picture before going out of the dressing room to show Bella.

“what do you think of this one?” I asked posing in the dress. Bella looked up from her seat next to the window and nodded. “that's nice” she mumbled.

“so since you found a dress can we make up an excuse to leave?” Bella asked as she looked at the dressing room her two friends were in.

I sighed wanting to leave too. Her two friends then came out too, Angela in a purple one and Jessica in a pink one.

“that looks nice” Angela smiled at me. I thanked her and threw her a compliment as well. Jessica rolled her eyes as she adjusted the straps of the dress.

“what do you think?” she asked Bella. She slowly looked up and smiled at Jessica. “that looks good”

Jessica sighed. “your really not into this are you?” my sister shrugged, I knew she wasn't and really wasn't either. I knew it was time to get out of there.

Angela, still in her purple one, spung around checking out how the dress compliment her figure. Her movement came to hult when a group of guys knocked on the window and cat called them.

I frowned as Bella scooted away from the window. “Jack asses” I mumbled.

“creeps” Bella said moving next to me. I shook my head trying to forget it, I turned to Bella. “I'm gonna pay for this, you sure you don't want to get one?”

She nodded. “umm, I wanna go to this book store actually” it wasn't a lie, but it definitely gave us an excuse to leave.

I nodded as Bella turned to her friends. “We're gonna head to a book store down the street, we'll meet up at the restaurant”

They both nodded before going back into the Changing room. We payed for my dress and head towrds the book store. “there's a couple books I want to find too” I said as we walked down the dim street, it was starting to get dark now.

-------(Cullen residents, Eleazar's pov)-------

I loved sunny days. It wasn't by all means quite, but it was nice just to set around with everyone. Even if we were all doing different things it was nice to spend the day with no fights or pretending to be Humans.

I sat on the couch watching Grey's Anatomy with Tayna and Alice, it was their current obsession and it was better than watching Emmett get mad at Grand Theft Auto.

I didn't really understand the fascination the girls had with the show, being around Carlisle for centuries you find out the show was not accurate with somethings and honestly I don't find doctors having sex every five minutes entertainment.

The girls were having a conversation about two characters I knew nothing about, I just knew their names were Derek and Mark. My phone dinged and I started to tune them out when y/n's name popped up.

“had to find a dress, what do you think?” - y/n

Along with the text was picture of her with a black lace dress that fit her perfectly. I smiled to myself not relizing the girls stopped talking to stare at me.

“you look beautiful in it” - Eleazar

I looked up after I sent the text and raised an eyebrow. “What?”

“Nothing” they said at the same time with smiles on their faces. “was that your girlfriend?” Alice teased.

I rolled my eyes playfully. “Yes... It was she had to find a dress to chaperone on for prom”

“can I see” Alice said excitedly she leaned over Tayna, who was setting in between us. The small girl practically lyed on top of Tayna. She laughed as held my phone out away from Alice. “if I show you do you promise not to be the fashion police?” I said in a joking tone.

Alice gasped. “I am not the fashion police” Tayna and I rolled out eyes as I showed Alice the picture.

“that's cute” she said taking my phone. As she grabed it she gasped having a vision. Me and Tayna shared confused looks.

“what did you see?” i asked gently. Alice handed me my phone quickly. “it's Bella and Y/n...their in trouble.”

I sat up quickly and Edward was in the living room in a flash. My chest tightened as I feared the worst. How could this happen, she was only texting me molments ago.

“a couple of drunks are following them... They're on Elm Street in Port Angeles, jest past that old book store you go to all the time” Alice said. Before she could finish and raced to my car and Edward was quick to follow. I almost crashed into the garage door by how fast I wanted to get to Port Angeles.

-------(1st pov)-------

It was about night time when Bella and I left to met up with her friends at the restaurant. It was dark and uneasy and we could feel it. I linked my arm with bella so we could stay close together.

“stay close” I said, looking over and noticing the same guys walking close to us.

“Hey, saw you girls in the dress store” one guy chuckled. I quickly blocked their veiw of Bella. Fear ringed in my head as they cackled and jogged towrds us. Bella gasped as one aporched her, she quickly moved away nodging me towrds them, not relizing what she was doing I just pushed the guy away.

“pretty thing” one said as he touched Bella's hair. I immediately pushed him off of her. “don't touch her”

“Iike the little one... She's got fire in her” another one said. I then swung her fist making the guy fall to the ground. As he did tires screached in the distance and Eleazar's Coupe Deville came flying in.

“get in the car” Edward said as he came flying out of his uncle's car. Eleazar jumped out of the car and sped over to the guy that touched me. He blocked his vew of me and grabed the drunk by the callor of his shirt.

“get in the car y/n” Eleazar growled as he slammed the guy against a brick wall. I grabbed Bella's arm and pulled her to Eleazar's car as Edward scared off the overs.

“if you ever come near her again I will kill you” Eleazar said and slammed the guy to the ground. Edward was about the lung at the others, but Eleazar pushed him the back of his car where bella was. Eleazar drove off in a flash.

“we should go back a rip those guys heads off” Edward grolwed. I looked behind my shoulder and saw Edward gripping the back of Eleazar's seat, Bella sat far away from him looking terrified.

“as mush as I agree we don't need blood shed” Eleazar said angry. He looked just - if not more pissed. He gripped the steering wheel and his jaw was clinched.

“well you don't know the vile and repulsive things those guys were thinking” Edward snapped. Eleazar gave him waring look through the review mirror.

“and you do?” Bella asked confused. Edward hesitated. “don't you tell me what do or don't know kid!” Eleazar butted in, only getting angryer.

“Ese bastardo le puso las manos encima a mi chica! (that bastard put his hands on my girl)” my knowledge in Spanish couldn't translate what he was saying. I just knew he was seething. I placed my hand on his knee and squeezed it to show him some comfort. “We're alright now” I whispered.

Eleazar took a deep breath and took one of his hands off the wheel to hold my hand. Eleazar started to calm down and so did his driving. After a couple of minutes he pulled up to the restaurant we were supposed to be at.

Bella hopped out of the car as soon as it stopped and she walked towrds the restaurant with Edward on her tail. Eleazar helped me out of the car then pulled me into a tight hug. “are you sure your okay?”

“I am now” I mumbled into his chest. He smiled softly and took me where bella and Edward were. They were talking to Jessica and Angela as we walked up. The two girls stared at our linked hands in shock.

Before the could make any accusation Edward chimed in. “we should make sure the girls get something to eat then we'll take them home”

The girls smiled at him and Eleazar. “that's so sweet” Angela said. The girls giggled as the walked away.

“I told you they were together”

“can teachers even date?”

I heared them whispering as they walked off. Eleazar just shook his head as the four of us went into the restaurant. We sat down at a table that was towrds the middle, the place was nice dim room with fairy lights. Me and Bella ordered our food and the boys just got water so they didn't look too suspicious.

“all right mushroom ravioli and a chicken Alfredo” the waiter said bring our food. The waiter was young, maybe closer to Eleazar's 'age'. That didn't mater, what mattered was she wouldn't stop drooling over them. Eleazar nor Edward looked at her though.

“so are you sure there isn't anything I can get for you?” she flurted with Eleazar.

“no, no thank you” he said then made a point to lace his fingers with mine infront of her. She then turned to Edward. “how about you honey”

“waters good, we're fine” he nodded looking at Bella. The waiter sighed and walked off as I rolled my eyes.

“you guys aren't gonna eat?” Bella asked confused.

“no, I'm on a special diet” Edward lied, Eleazar rolled his eyes at the terrible lie.

“and I lost my appetite” Eleazar said referencing the tonights events spoiled his appitite for food, Bella got passed that lie.

“you need to give us some answers” Bella said to Edward then turned to Eleazar. “both of you maybe”

“si, no, Tal vez(yes, no, maybe)” Eleazar said sarcastically.

“to get to the other side, 1.77245” Edward add.

“we know what the square root of pi is” Bella said getting annoyed. I chuckled and twisted my fork in my pasta.

“you guys knew that?” Edward asked, Eleazar raised his eye brow at his nephew.

“I went to college for four years dummy” I said popping a piece of garlic bread in my mouth.

“how did you guys know where we were?” Bella asked, I could tell she was starting to get annoyed. I could tell Eleazar was too, annoyed with Edward and possibly afraid Edward would reveal something. Eleazar started to fidel with things on the table, he can't stay still when he's nervous.

“we didn't” Edward said simply.

Bella rolled her eyes. She stood up and looked at me “I'm leaving, see you at home”

“Wait, don't go” Edward pleaded. He then turned to Eleazar asking for help.

He sighed and looked at Bella. “I had a clue, y/n told me what you guys were doing today. She didn't awnser her phone and I got worried” Eleazar explained. “I voiced my concerns to Edward and he panicked.”

Edward growled “and then I heard what thoses low-lives were thinking” I cut Edward off by kicking his ankle under the table.

“did you kick me?” he asked Eleazar.

I took a sip of my tea then set the cup down. “no, I did”

Bella shook her head confused, she sat down staring at Edward. “Wait, you said you heard what they were thinking?”

“so you guys read minds?” she asked looking between Eleazar and Edward.

“just him” Eleazar said pointing to the younger vampire.

“I can read every mind in this room... Aprt from yours, every once and a while I can read y/n's” Edward explained. He looked around at a couple of people and read their minds. “there's money, sex, money, sex... Cat” he turned to me and concentrated for a bit. “Eleazar”

“is there's anything wrong with me?” Bella asked. Edward chuckled at her concerns.

I chuckled. “most definitely”

Bella rolled her eyes then turned to Eleazar. “do you have a super power or something” Eleazar dropped his hand under the table and placed it on my thigh. “I don't” he lied.

Then Edward let this bomb shell drop. “I don't have the strength to stay away from you anymore” I cleared my throat as I set my fork down on my empty plate.

“okay, I think we're done here” I said standing up. Eleazar nodded agreeing “let's give them some privacy” he stood up and set a few dollar bills on the table.

“here Eduardo” I said tossing him the truck keys. Eleazar lead me away from the table, I quickly turned around and shot off an inappropriate joke. “wear a cond-” Eleazar quickly covered my mouth before I could finish and we walked out of the restaurant.

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“will you stay with me tonight?” I asked getting out of the car. “my dad is working late tonight and I really don't want to be alone”

He placed his hand and cheek and smiled softly. “of course” he kissed my lips softly and we walked into the house. A smile immediately appeared on my face as Duke greeted us. I knelt down and petted his head.

“Hey, boy” he showed me his happy puppy face as Eleazar knelt down next to me. “you two haven't formly met, Eli this is Duke”

Duke sat still and held his paw out to shake. Eleazar chuckled and shook his paw. “nice to meet you”

Duke let out a soft woof then set off for my room. We followed the black dog up to my room and for some reason I got nervous. I've seen and slept in Eleazar's room so I don't know what the big deal was that the situation was now reversed.

“so here's my room” I awkwardly chuckled. He stepped in quitely and observed everything. My shelves full of books, my horror movie posters, funko pops, everything.

Why he looked around I grabed a t-shirt and some shorts. “I'm gonna change real quick, make yourself at home” I said leaving from the bathroom. I quickly got comfortable and went back to my room, Eleazar had shedded his button up leaving him in just a white t-shirt and his jeans.

“you tired?” he asked softly, I nodded running my fingers threw my curls. I crawled into bed with Eleazar following, I cuddled into his arms and Duke quickly hoped on the bed and made himself comfortable at our feet. I could lay here forever if I could.