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muwapsturniolo · 8 months

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✯Ma Belle Evangeline✯

summary: Black!ballet reader invites the triplets to her recital.

warnings: none besides a couple of pictures of a white girl but I promised I tried to find a picture of a black girl but i couldn't. don't jump me plz.

INSPIRED BY THIS REQUEST! I HOPE YOU LOVE IT!

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"Do you think she will like the flowers?" Chris asks swallowing thickly. Nick and Matt roll their eyes for what feels like the thousandth time today. All day Chris has been freaking out.

Why?

Because of Y/N.

The little ballerina made him so nervous and he couldn't figure out why. Every time he was around her he felt this impending sense of doom, but he craved it. In some odd sadistic way, he loved the panic it brought him, how it would make his stomach churn and hard to breathe.

"Chris if you freak out one more time, I'm going to strangle you." Nick snaps as they take their seats. Chris huffs to himself and starts fiddling with his tie. A guy dressed like a server walks around holding out programs. Chris takes one and shows his brothers, "Oh my god they are doing 'Princess and The Frog'! I love that movie!" Nick gasps.

"Look, Y/N is the Prima...what the hell is that?" Chris takes out his phone and looks it up. " it's basically the lead. It says it's usually the best dancer." The boys look at the pamphlet impressed. They knew Y/N was a ballerina, but they didn't know she was that good to be the Prima. Granted they've only known her for two months, but she never bragged about being good.

Soon the lights dim and the boys look towards the stage.

Loud music fills the theatre and that's when they realize there is a live orchestra.

"In the south land, there's a city, way down on the river"

Dancers in different costumes begin to prance around the stage. Of the three boys, Nick is the most entertained. Chris and Matt find it intriguing, but they don't really understand what's going on.

Eventually, the first song ends and the next song starts.

A girl prances out on stage dressed in a brown leotard and tutu. the song picks up and Chris finds himself smiling wide when Y/N joins the girl on stage.

"momma, I don't have time for dancing... that's just gonna have to wait awhile."

Y/N dances elegantly around the stage to the music. her movement fluid and smooth.

The boys watch, happy to see their friend on stage in her element. She's in a yellow leotard and tutu, her hair in a low bun.

Male dancers join the two girls on stage and begin to dance with them, lifting them in the air and doing all types of tricks.

"I'm almost there!"

The spotlight shines on Y/N as she twirls in endless circles before she stops at the exact same time as the music, her form perfect.

The crowd begins to clap and the girl smiles widely as she prances off the stage with the other dancers. "Oh my god Y/N being Tiana is perfect!" Nick excitedly claims as he claps.

Chris couldn't agree more.

The crowd stops clapping and waits for the next part to start.

"Don't you disrespect me, little man!"

Three males suddenly appear on stage. One dressed like a maid, the other a prince, and the last like the Shadowman. Nick bounces in his seat, singing along to the song.

The males move around the stage, their movements enchanting yet exhilarating, matching the vibes of the Shadowman's song perfectly.

"Shake my hand, come on boys won't you shake a poor sinner's hand?"

The drums from the orchestra send vibrations through the audience's bodies. Dancers dressed in black crawl onto the stage, circling the maid and the prince. Following the lyrics, they begin to grab at the prince who looks scared and is trying to get away. They yank at his clothes, pulling him around the stage.

"You can blame my friends on the other side!" the dancers start yanking the prince off stage and the maid chases after them.

The "Shadowman" spins in endless circles before taking a bow.

"Hush!" The lights turn off and you can see the curtain drop. Once again, the crowd applauds.

The production of the performance has been amazing so far.

The costumes, the set design, everything.

The lights turn on, but stay dim as the curtain raises.

"If I were a human being," another male dancer prances onto the stage, dressed in a dark green outfit. Unlike the other dancers, his movements are a bit wonky, signifying the gator named Lewis.

The prince from before joins him, this time in a green suit.

Chris blocks them out until he sees Y/N join them. She's in a green leotard, signifying Tiana's frog form.

He thought the yellow leotard was pretty, but the green just suited her even more.

The trio dances around the stage, all of them dancing in their own styles. It was interesting to see how their dance styles complemented the song.

"When I'm human!"

They all pose and allow the applause to happen before another male comes on stage. His suit a stark difference from the others. Brown with hints of orange and glowing.

" Alright lew lew, let's get to it, darling!"

A country-esque song starts playing, and the original three dancers frown in confusion. More dancers in glowing costumes skip onto stage as the song continues. Y/N and the male dancers join them, mock confusion still on their faces as they jump around on stage.

They are led off stage by one of the dancers as the song ends.

"This is so good, oh my god!" Nick whispers in amazement.

before Matt or Chris can respond,

"look how she light up the sky, Ma Belle Evangline."

Chris feels that same impending doom as Y/N comes onto the stage. Her curls are now down and flowing freely down her back, her skin glowing as the spotlight focuses on her. The slow song continues as she elegantly dances across the stage.

Her eyes are closed as she blissfully moves.

She looks ethereal.

As she dances, it all begins to make sense to Chris.

"I love you, Evangeline."

He has a crush on her.

Chris tunes out the rest of the recital until the end.

It seems like it's the ending dance between the prince and Y/N.

"For the way you changed my plans."

Her dress from before is replaced by an off-white and moss-green one. Her hair up in a high bun as a crown adorns her head, her pointe shoes being a sage green.

Chris feels like the air has been punched out of him as he sees her.

Y/N and the prince dance closely, their bodies touching intimately. The dance is full of love, it brings tears to Nick and Matt's eyes, as well as a few other audience members.

It's like Chris is in a trance as he watches her dance.

"You're the best thing I ever knew I needed," the dancer lifts Y/N up above his head and twirls around.

Chris wishes it was him.

"Now it's so clear, I need you here always"

The two stop dancing and hold each other close, foreheads touching as the music slowly comes to a halt.

Everyone stands up and begins to applaud.

A standing ovation.

Chris whistles and claps the hardest, proud of seeing Y/N dominate the stage.

After final bows and such, the triplets walk behind the stage and wait for Y/N.

"Are you guys Nick, Matt, and Chris? Y/N wanted me to grab you and bring you to her." the boys nod and follow the male in tights behind the doors.

They arrive and see Y/N excitedly talking to another girl. She sees the boys and gasps before hugging them.

"Did you guys enjoy the show?"

She was so excited to see what they thought. She was also a bit nervous since they hadn't seen her dance until now.

"Girl, you were amazing! unbelievable!"

"Yeah, you were great. Everyone was!"

"you looked gorgeous on the stage." Y/N can't help but smile widely at them, her heart beating fast due to Chris's comment.

"I umm... I got you these," he says handing her the bouquet of tulips. Y/N stares at them in awe. "Chris.... they're beautiful! you didn't have to get me flowers." she takes the bouquet with soft eyes. Chris smiles at the look on her face, "Yeah but you deserve them. You were amazing on stage and you look gorgeous."

A shy giggle makes its way from Y/N and she looks away from him.

"let's take pictures!" Nick suggests. The group begins to take pictures with Y/N, group ones first then individual.

When it's Chris's turn, Y/N grabs her bouquet and smiles. Chris places his hands on her waist, gripping her softly.

They stop when another dancer walks up to Matt and Nick and begins talking to them.

"Can I tell you something?" Chris asks softly, his hands fiddling with the edge of her tutu. "yeah, sure."

"I get this impending sense of doom when I'm around you. I thought it was bad, but I craved the feeling. It's like I'm addicted. when you were on stage during your solo, I realized something-" Chris finally looks away from her tutu and at her.

"I realized that impending doom was butterflies in my stomach. You make me so damn nervous and it's crazy because I don't get nervous around most girls, but you just drive me crazy, in a good way. I have only known you for two months but I really like you Y/N."

Chris stares, hopeful the ballerina won't turn him down.

"More than friends."

Y/N feels warmth across her whole body.

She also had a crush on the boy, but she never acted on it afraid he would turn her down. Now here he is, confessing his feelings in such a raw way.

"R-really?" Chris nods and moves a bit closer, his hands wrapping around her waist. Their foreheads touch and his eyes gaze at her lips for a moment.

"Be my Evangeline?"

A wide smile breaks across Y/N's face.

Still in her pointe shoes, she goes up on her toes and pulls Chris into a soft kiss.

"Nick, are you crying?"

"Shut the fuck up Matt, this is too cute, and if you tell anyone I cried I'm killing you in your sleep!"

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Christophersturniolo: Ma Belle Evangeline, you're the best thing I never knew I needed✨

comments:

fan1: OH MY FUCKING GOD

fan2: THIS IS SO FUCKING CUTE WHO KNEW CHRIS WOULD PULL A GIRL, A BALLERINA AT THAT!!!

Y/I/N: you're gonna make me cry Chris omfg

^Christophersturniolo: I'll be over to kiss them away and watch Princess and the Frog with you

mattsturniolo: nick cried when yall kissed and hes crying again at this post😆

^nicksturniolo: matt sleep with one eye open

fan3: LMAO NOT NICK ACTAULLY BEING A BIG SOFTIE

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yall this is my fav thing i have written!!! i love princess and the frog sm so i was blasting the soundtrack the whole time when writing this! please let me know what yall think!!

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back2thebasics · 27 days

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Bodyguard Suguru Geto X Fem Reader

Synopsis: Your parents hired Suguru for your protection. You come from a wealthy family and they won't let you go into the big scary world without someone always lurking in the shadows to watch over you. That is what he is to you, a shadow. What happens when one night changes your relationship forever?

Content: Female Reader, MDNI, Sexual content, Curses, Combat, Gore(From fighting curses), Geto with an attitude

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You always feel him lurking 8 steps behind you. Never close enough to see him, but never far enough that you don't feel his presence. Your friends had nicknamed him the black dog since his long shaggy black locks made him look like one, and he always followed you around. Your interactions with him were almost nonexistent and when you spoke with him, he was cold and calculated. It pissed you off. You wanted to get to know him. He was only interested in ensuring you don't get eaten alive while getting groceries.

You needed to get something from the beauty supply store on the way from work, so you diverged from your usual path home. You knew Suguru Geto would follow no matter what, so you didn't bother letting him know your plan. He has been your bodyguard since the day you turned 18 and your parents were too scared to let you live your life as an adult without security. You understand why it's necessary. Cursed spirits were everywhere and you had no formal training to defend yourself.

You turn back and see him walking casually behind you a few feet back, pretending to be a regular pedestrian minding his business. What people didn't know was that he was hyper-aware of all of them and he was probably watching them like a hawk ready for an attack at any moment. He has protected you from danger as promised and in the 5 years he has been around, no one has laid a finger on you or even breathed in your direction. It felt isolating sometimes, but you were alive, so you couldn't complain too much. You finally see the shop in the distance and you hope they have the hair developer you need to dye your hair. Last time you got the wrong product and the results were horrible, so this time you want to make sure you do it right. You could go see a professional, but with your personal Shadowman following you around, it made things awkward at the salon.

The shop is busy, which forces Geto to get closer to you so he can keep an eye on you. He pretends to browse the aisles while you make your way to the hair dye section. He follows you while you look at the products. He pretends to scan the boxes of hair dye as if contemplating a colour. His eyes occasionally glance over to you and when you catch him looking, he gives you a look that says hurry up.

“I think you would look gorgeous with pink hair.” You tell him pretending to be a stranger giving advice. He doesn't laugh.

He looks at you seriously and stoically, as always. He gives you an up and down and then continues to walk down the aisle, no doubt to check the neighbouring aisles for threats to your safety. You return your attention to the shelf full of products, a little disappointed by his dismissal. He didn't even deem you worthy of a reply. You finally find the right product you were looking for and then make your way towards the register where a nice-looking young man helps you check out.

You feel Geto looming next to you, but you don't even bother looking at him while he places some random items down onto the belt and buys them to seem less suspicious. You thank the cashier and then walk out, not waiting for your black shadow. He will catch up with those long legs of his. You know that you've been acting petty lately. It started with you trying to ditch him on purpose, then you ignore his calls sometimes just to get a reaction. He only got mad a few times, and you liked the rush it gave you, so you chased after it more. The desire to do it again rose in you and made you walk a little faster. You try to trick him a little and take a different way home. Hoping he will maybe confront you, talk to you or just do something more than intense stares and silence.

You've been walking for about 10 minutes, surprised he hasn't caught up to you yet. You hear a loud crashing noise coming from a back alley. Passing the alleyway quickly and hoping it's just an animal digging through the trash, you begin regretting your choices. Your heart races for no reason and you get cold sweats. Why did you not want the protection of the big, strong bodyguard again? The answer seems long gone and when you turn around to check behind you, the lack of his presence makes you feel empty.

You turn back to keep walking and stop dead in your tracks when you see a nasty-looking creature standing in front of you, blocking your way. It looks like a snake with its long body decorated with scales. It stares you down with its beady yellow eyes and reveals large fangs as its enormous jaw unhinges. Long spikes adorn its back, giving it an almost dragon-like appearance. It slithers forward and you notice just how big this thing is. It could eat you whole if it got you between its jaws. You freeze in fear, not being able to move even as it gets closer, hissing at you and flexing its spikes preparing for an attack.

Just as it goes for the lunge, a flash of a figure swoops in grabs you and carries you back to the safety of a side alleyway. You finally get your bearings and realize the man leaning over you scanning you for injuries is Suguru Geto.

“Are you hurt?” He sounds different. He was affected for once. Gone is the stoic statue of a man. Instead, he looks genuinely concerned. His brows pinching together, creating deep lines.

Several minutes pass before you can stop shaking and catch your breath. You hyperventilate and it makes you weak on your feet. Stumbling a little, he braces you up against his much larger body with muscular arms around your torso.

“You need to catch your breath and tell me if you're hurt,” Suguru says in a firm yet soothing voice. He doesn't wait for your reply before he starts patting you down gently all over and feeling for anything wrong.

“I'm fine.” You manage your breathing finally under control.

“We’ll talk about how stupid that was later. But for now, I need you to promise me you will stay here until I come back for you. Please Y/N, you need to promise me you won't run off again.” He stares down into your eyes intensely and you see the genuine concern written all over his face. He’s worried.

“I promise.” You nod at the same time. He releases you from his supportive embrace. You sink a little at the lack of support, your knees still shaking from the adrenaline. He places a hand on the small of your back and leads you further down into the alleyway to a fire escape, where he helps you sit on the lower staircase.

“I'll be back. Stay here.” He sets off running towards the cursed spirits' location. You listen to his request and stay put. He disappears from view and you hear scuffling and combat begin as Geto no doubt unleashes his technique. The fight seems to last forever and you grimace as you hear crunching and things shattering during the battle. Finally, you see a tall figure approaching, Shaggy black hair tousled from combat, a bit of dust smeared on his olive skin but thankfully no blood. None of his, at least because the specks that speckled his skin looked green.

You burst into tears. You hear his footsteps quicken and he reaches you in no time.

“Y/N? What's wrong?!” He crouches in front of you, his voice sounding gravely from fighting.

“I'm sorry.” You blubber between sobs. The heightened emotions and fear make you feel sensitive, and you can't help it when you reach out and hug him suddenly. He returns the hug and lets you cling to him with your arms around his neck. He holds you as you shake in his arms and cry it out.

“It's okay. Let me take you home.” He suddenly stands up, lifting you at the same time. You're about to ask to be put down, but the thought of being carried home sounds nice, so you let him. You wrap your legs around him like a koala and he supports you by gripping your thighs to hold you up. Resting your head on his shoulder with your arms around his neck as he makes the quick trip to your apartment building where he also lives. He sets you down at the front door and he unlocks the door using his set of keys. You stay in silence, not wanting to talk about your dumb actions just yet.

He walks in and turns on the lights, then takes off his shoes. His apartment is in the basement of yours and his usual routine is to go straight downstairs without a word. Tonight he lingers at the door as you take off your coat and shoes. He watches you with worry in his features as he leans against the kitchen island. You wait for him to get mad at you.

“So, are you going to scold me now?” You break the silence, looking at him from the bench near the door.

“Is that what you want? For me to scold you?” The tone Geto uses sounds almost like a challenge.

“I'm sorry. I shouldn't have run off like that. It was stupid.” You mumble, embarrassed.

“Yes, it was stupid and I am still a little pissed still but you need to rest. You must be tired.” Suguru approaches and places a hand on your head affectionately. You look up at him and the concern in his gaze makes your heart flutter. He always seems so cold and detached, but at this moment, you see through all that.

He removes his hand and turns to walk towards his apartment door.

“Wait, Suguru.” You rush out and he turns around.

You stand up from the bench and step forward. You gather your courage and decide it's time to confront your feelings head-on. If he rejects you, then you can move on and things will go back to normal.

“Aren't you sick of following me around all the time? Do you even like me?” You ask the questions that are swirling in your head.

Suguru looks at you, shocked. He seems to think about it for a moment and then sighs before he responds. You expect a rejection.

“Of course I like you. What kind of question is that? When I took on this job, I must admit I was apprehensive at first. Then I met you and that went away. Protecting you is the most important thing to me. You are the most important thing to me.” Suguru steps forward until he's almost pressed against you.

The proximity leaves you breathless. But you still have things you need to know.

“Why are you always so distant? Every time I try to get to know you, you push me away.” You search his eyes for answers.

“I had to. If I got too close to you, I knew I wouldn't be able to stop myself from wanting more. I knew you wouldn't feel that way, so I kept a safe distance.” He lifts a hand and runs it through his long black hair.

“Why would you assume I wouldn't like you?” You ask, confusion lacing your breathy voice as you stare up at him. He looks vulnerable for the first time in the 5 years you've known him.

“Because you are you and I'm me. I feel like I don't deserve you. Not in the way I want, so I settle for making sure you stay safe. At least I get that small pleasure.” He rasped, his voice husky, sending shivers down your spine.

“That's bullshit. You have no idea the amount of times I craved just hearing your voice. The amount of times I tried pissing you off just so you can talk to me.” You feel the frustration of those 5 years in your words. You wanted him to like you so badly it had gotten under your skin so far deep down that you had convinced yourself he hated you to get over it.

You had no idea that he had these feelings all along and you feel stupid for not saying anything earlier. You take matters into your own hands for once and get on your tip toes so you can wrap your arms around his neck. He looks surprised for a second before he wraps his arms around your waist and meets you halfway. Your lips meet in the middle and the force of the kiss almost knocks you off your feet. He kisses you like he has been waiting longer than 5 years. Like he has been waiting his entire life for this chance. You respond, your lips fighting with his in a passionate exchange of tongue and lip biting. He pulls back first, still not completely sure what just happened. He breathes in heavy pants, his face flushed completely.

“Y/N, are you sure about this? I don't -.”

You cut him off with another reassuring kiss. Something about showing him instead of showing him felt right. Your hands trailed lightly into his long silky strands near his nape and you hear his guttural groan. He breaks the kiss once more and disappointment washes over you briefly before he lowers himself to kiss your neck. You can't hold back the soft moan that escapes your lips. His lips suck and kiss a trail, starting from your jaw to your collarbone. He surprises you when he suddenly picks you up effortlessly. He doesn't travel far with you before he gently places you down on the edge of the kitchen island. The way he looks at you like you're a dream, like you'll disappear. It makes your stomach fill with butterflies.

“We can take it slow. We don't have to rush.” His hand cups your face gently and he looks so gentle compared to his curse-killing alter ego.

“I have waited 1826 days for this. I think that's slow enough.” You can't help but laugh at your attempt at being funny.

Geto’s lips quirk up slightly and then a full smile that nearly knocks the breath out of you. You have never seen him genuinely smile at you like this before. He initiates the kiss this time, and it makes you wish this would have happened sooner between the two of you. It may have made his constant presence much more welcome. You grip lightly onto his long black hair once more and you enjoy hearing his reaction. He liked having his hair pulled. It sent more heat rushing down to your core where you were already starting to soak through your panties with excitement. The tension between you had to give eventually, but who knew this would be the way you decided to resolve your issues.��

His hands began to roam your body. Exploring your back, your waist, your hips. Then he gripped your ass, squeezing it firmly while he kissed you like a starving man. He slid you closer, and that's when you felt the press of his long hard length right between your thighs. Your hand traces down gently from his neck slithering down to feel the sizeable growth. He groaned into the kiss seemingly still holding back slightly. You decided to take matters into your own hands and show him just how badly you had wanted this. He was thankfully wearing black sweatpants, so it was easy for you to pull down the waistband slightly. His attention snapped down between the two of you and his breath hitched.

“Y/N shit I-”

“What are you so afraid of?” You teased.

Before you knew it, you were being flipped over, your top half bent over the island pressed against the granite surface. Geto pushed his hips into your backside. You felt his shaft rubbing against your pussy through the thin material of your leggings.

“You have no idea the things I've thought about doing to you. I thought I just needed to get laid, but no matter what I did, I couldn't stop thinking about you. Fuck, I thought I was going to have to quit before I did something stupid.” He whispers into your ear, one hand coming up to possessively grip your neck to hold it up to him.

“I want you Geto please.” The request comes out of you in a mixture of a whisper and a whimper. He chuckles darkly, and it sends shivers down your spine.

“I dreamed of you saying those words to me once. Now I get to fuck you in real life, darling.” His deep, soft voice caresses your skin. He peels back the tight leggings and your thong in one swift motion. You release a breath as you feel the cold air suddenly hit your heated, throbbing cunt. Geto made a sound of approval from behind you, admiring your exposed pussy, which probably glistened from how wet you were. Suddenly, goosebumps spread on the back of your thighs as you felt his hot breath near your pussy.

“I've always wanted to taste you beautiful. Can I?” Geto nearly purred, the gentle rumble of his voice sending flutters to your stomach and a fresh wave of heat to your core.

“Please.” Your reply was breathy. He was making you beg for it and in some way, you felt it was your punishment for making his job harder recently. He had probably also felt like you hated him or you were pushing him away when you had been looking for a reaction like a little brat. You felt a small smile form on your lips.

“I want you to fuck me, Geto.” You decided to play into it a little more. Maybe you liked being a little daring around him. Test his limits. The next time you felt his shaft on your lips, there was no fabric between you. The contact of his warm hard cock rubbing your wet lips and occasionally brushing over your clit made you arch your back. He reached down both of his big hands trailing down your legs to stop at your knees, where he suddenly grabbed and lifted. He hoisted up your bottom half your arms still braced on the counter holding you up. He held you strong, and you felt like he could truly toss you around if he wanted to and your mind wandered to all the possible positions you could try. Geto interrupted your train of thought when you felt his wet tip lining up to your slick entrance. He found it almost instinctively and you left out a moan when he slowly pushed in. Giving you time to adjust, he slowly pulled out and then back in. You had not had anyone this size before, and the slight pinch didn't take long to dissipate into a feeling of fullness and then pleasure. Once your soft moans got louder and your hips arched even more, he took it as a cue to quicken his pace. His rhythm was a strong and quick force that made you clutch to the edge of the countertop in pleasure. He let out soft growls and groans while fucking you, which amped your pleasure even more.

“Fuck baby, your pussy is amazing.” Geto praised his head, swinging back while he fucked you from the back, still gripping your knees and thighs in his large rough hands. He sped up even more, pounding into you with the ferocity of a man that has been holding himself back for years. You meet each thrust of his hips with a needy moan. He pulls out for a slit second and then you're being flipped over again with ease. He places both of your legs onto his strong shoulders and you prop yourself up on your elbows. Geto looks down at you with a flustered expression and pushes back into you. His hands push up your top and you help him in undressing yourself. Once you take off your bra, you notice he has also taken off his shirt. As he slowly fucks you in long, deep strokes, you appreciate his body. His defined muscles seem to ripple and shine with a sheen layer of sweat. His tousled black hair clings to his broad shoulders as he slowly starts to pick up his pace again. With every push in, he hits your G spot and it makes your moans turn into cries of pleasure. He grips your ankles, which rest near his collarbone and spreads your legs wider. Then you feel one of his thumbs press circles into your pulsing clit. The buildup comes quickly, like a rush up a flight of stairs and you come hard. You close your eyes shut and cry out your pleasure, your back arching against the cold surface of the counter. He pounds into you as your orgasm wades out. Geto places both of your legs on the same shoulder and leans in more. His other hand grips your throat, not squeezing, just holding. The intense heat in his gaze tells you that he's close to climax.

“Fuck yes, Geto. Fuck me.” You pant out, feeling a second orgasm already building. As if reading your mind, his circles on your clit speed up to match his thrusts, sending you speeding towards a second orgasm. Just as you'd predicted, Geto was not far away and his loud guttural groan came right as you peaked. You came on his cock again, feeling your walls tighten around him just as he pulled out and you spread your legs wide so he could release his hot seed on your lower stomach. His circles on your clit never stopped as you rode out the second orgasm. He reached over to the far side of the island counter with his long arms and grabbed a roll of paper towel, using it to clean up his mess. You watched him clean you up with half-lidded eyes, his touch gentle and caring. For a man who killed monsters for a living, he sure was sweet when he wanted to be. The thought made you smile, and he caught you giving you a breathtaking smile in return. You couldn't help but pull him close and he met you halfway closing the distance. He picked you up fully in his arms, walking with you in the direction of your bedroom, not even breaking the kiss to look where he was walking. You let out a small giggle knowing he knew exactly where your bedroom was and that it wouldn't be long before round 2 started in your bed.

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