#and I swear I'm sleeping in the same positions as I do in the other bed! and trying to angle my weight off my hips!

[blujayonthewing]

waoh boy I love to sleep in my bed in my bedroom with my husband and just simply not actually sleep even a little bit because my body is hurts

[lovedaruma]

their spot ♥︎

sukuna x princess! reader

ー in which you and sukuna meet when he unintentionally saves you and you continue to meet him everyday in the same spot.

fem! reader, heian era, grumpy x sunshine, reader is innocent and playful, fluff + short smut

"Your Highness! Please don't go too far!" you hear your personal maid shout from the distance as you continue to run, laughing and waving her goodbye.

Any other princess wouldn't be allowed to go into the wilderness on her own, but as for Y/N, her family could not care less if she went missing the next morning.

You have already wandered through so many paths, yet there was still more to explore. You take a new route and stumble on an open area, seeing a hill in the distance and couldn't help but gawk at the beautiful area.

You cheerfully run towards the hill, taking a few breaths once you reached the top. From this height, you could see the beautiful view of the ocean, together with the breathtaking sunset. "Oh my..."

The sun continued to set as you watched from underneath the tree, sitting in a comfortable position. The comforting sounds of nature soon make you drift of to sleep.

A growl from the distance awakes you from your slumber. You jolt awake to see that the moon was already up in the sky. "Gosh, how many hours have passed?"

The sound of your voice summons another growl and you start to get nervous. You turn around and look down at the hill and see a big wolf that was twice your size, bright red eyes trying to scare you. However, you were too distracted at the sight of the furry animal.

"Oh my, It's a wolfy! Come boy, come!" you wave your hand, beckoning the wolf to come closer. It hesitates but slowly starts to approach you. "Here boy... I'm nice, I swear!"

The wolf is now in front of you sniffing your leg, you bring your hand to his neck and started scratching. "Aren't you a cutie~ I'm gonna name you-"

Your words were cut off as you watch the wolf get sliced in half, the blood splattering on your kimono.

"Tch."

A voice was heard from behind the wolf, you see a handsome man with four arms and eyes, marks which seemed like tattoos all over his body.

"Hey~ Why did you kill the wolfy?" you whined.

"Shut up, Human. What are you doing here?"

". . ."

He furrows his brows and growls, "Answer."

"But you said shut up." you smile playfully, clearly teasing him.

"You... Do you know who you're talking to?" He slowly approaches you.

He was trying to intimidate you with this slow steps but was shocked to see you stand up and walk over to him instead.

"Well, No! You haven't introduced yourself yet. I'm Y/N. What's your name?" you reach out your hand as you introduce yourself.

". . ."

". . ."

You watch as his four eyes stare at you, trying to figure you out. You smile up at him and put your hand down.

"Well you don't have to tell me if you don't want to! I still would like to know why you killed the cute wolf though..." you pout as you look over at the furry body in pieces.

"You foolish woman. That wolf was going to make you its dinner." he glares at you, "And this area here is mine. I slaughter everything and everyone that trespasses."

He raises one of his hands to kill you in one swoop, but stops as you perk up and grab one of his hands in joy.

"Oh, so you saved me?! Thank you, kind stranger." you give his hand a small squeeze to show your appreciation.

He stares at both of your hands together for a few seconds before he smacks your hand away, "Tch, How dare you touch me."

You pout as you rub your wrist, "Oh, my apologies . It was bad manners of me to grab you without asking. I'll do that next time!"

"Hah, next time?" He chuckled pure evil, "There will be no next time. Don't think you're coming out of here alive, human."

"That can't be, I have to repay you! You saved me, after all... Even though I don't have much influence, I'm still a princess!"

"Princess? Stop lying woman. The only child I know of royalty here is a prince."

"Yeah~ That's my brother!" you smile, unbothered that people weren't aware that there was a princess in the first place. "And I have a name, you know."

A few seconds of silence pass, him just staring at you. He scoffs and turns to walk away. "Leave."

You were about to retort back but realized how far in the night it is so you stand up and call out to him, "Hey~ I'll be back here tomorrow okay?"

You laugh as you see him turn his head to scowl at you.

The next day soon arrives and you're back at the same spot on the beautiful hill. You sit down under a tree and bask in the view.

The silence was interrupted by a familiar voice. "You have a death wish, huh?"

"Hey there! Come, sit!" you giggle and pat the spot next to him.

"Tch, this is where I usually sit, woman." He scoffs as he sits down, not showing he was curious at the human interacting with him.

"So... I heard a few guards talking about a certain king of the curses...." you side-eye him, smiling playfully. "Hehe, what even is your name?"

"Ryomen Sukuna. Remember the name of the one who's gonna kill you." He smirks.

"Then why haven't you killed me yet?" you tilt your head.

"I'll have my fun with you for now. You're quite the peculiar human."

"Oh, tell me in advance when you're gonna kill me then, Sukuna!"

"You..." he glares, "Do you not value your life?"

"Meh, not really... No one would miss me anyway." I frown, but a smile quickly replaces it, "So I've decided to just live to the fullest. If I die today, at least I had fun yesterday~"

Sukuna stays silent as he watches you cheerfully talk about death with his brows furrowed. You hum a tune while enjoying the comfortable silence for a few minutes and then turn to look at him.

Your lips part when you continue to stare at him, his features complimenting his handsome face. Sukuna, for some reason, found it hard not to look back at your stare. After a while, he turned his head to look back into your eyes.

You flinch as his eyes look into yours. Your cheeks tint at his intimidating state and you give him a shy smile.

"So... um... what's... your favorite color...?"

Silence fills the air at the random question, and your cheeks tint even more. You let out a small laugh at your own embarrassment.

Sukuna takes a peek at the warm flush of your cheeks and lets out a huff, "Red."

You whip your head to him and flash a bright smile, "That really suits you! Mine is white hehe~"

". . ."

"So... what do you like to ea-"

"Shut up."

You zip your lips shut and sit more comfortably next to him. The silence was so oddly comforting that you drifted off to sleep. Your head slowly leaning to to direction Sukuna was sitting.

His shoulder was too high for your small figure, so your head rested on the side of his arm. Sukuna looked down, careful not to move his arm. "Tch, unbelievable."

Although he looked annoyed, he didn't move his arm for the rest of his time there.

You wake up and your eyes slowly open. The sun in the horizon has just set and the moon is starting to peak into the sky. Your head lifts up from an... arm?

"Wha..." you let out a yawn.

You hear a scoff, "Why did you sleep for so long?"

"S-Sukuna?!"

You put the pieces together and realize that Sukuna let you sleep on his arm until you woke up. The thought of that making your cheeks warm.

"Sukuna... that's so sweet of you!" you show a downturned smile to express how grateful you were.

He scowls at you and in a blink, he disappears.

"He didn't even let me say bye..."

You arrive at the same spot under the tree on the hill. Surprisingly, you see Sukuna already there.

"You're here!~"

He opens two eyes to see your figure running towards him. He sighs and shuts his eyes again, slowly getting used to his human's presence.

You stop right in front of him, admiring his face once more, being less embarrassed now that his eyes were shut. Soon, you give into your temptation.

"Sukuna..."

He opens an eye.

"Can I touch you now? I asked first this time!" you clasp your hands and interwine your fingers to say please.

He scoffs and shuts the eye. You frown letting out a small 'Hmp' of sulk.

"I didn't say no."

You gasp in excitement and reach out your hands to his face. Your fingertips gently touch his face. You didn't notice the subtle flinch Sukuna did.

Your fingers trace the marks on his face. He exhales from his nose, the air hitting your skin making you feel warm inside. You slowly lift your thumbs to caress the area next to his bottom eyes, the rest of your fingers at the back of his ear. You couldn't help but hum a small 'woah~' in admiration.

"Your eyes are beautiful." Flustered at your own words, your cheeks tint in embarrassment.

His eyes open, both of you staring into each other. He glares at you and whips his head to the side, your hands still on his face. "How absurd."

"It's true..." You let out a chuckle and kneel down next to him. This time, you trace the marks on his arms.

What you didn't notice earlier was how Sukuna's cheeks warmed up at your compliment, with the same grumpy face. He shook his head and sighed, focusing on the feeling of your skin on his.

The rest of the day you just held onto his hand tracing lines and giving light massages while bringing up small conversation topics. He gave small answers, but you were overjoyed at your interactions.

Two weeks have gone by since then. As the days continued, Sukuna began to warm up more to you, talking to you in longer sentences and not telling you to shut up anymore. You were currently on your way to meet him again. Meanwhile, Sukuna was starting to realize his feelings for you.

"Princess Y/N, Please! Finish your food before you go!" The maid sighs as she watches you run away. She looks over at the unfinished plate, wondering what in the wilderness is so interesting to her highness.

As she takes a closer look in the plate, she gasps. "Oh my heavens! T-This is... The Princess is allergic to this!"

Without a care in the world, you skip towards Sukuna's spot, excited to meet your king of the curses.

"I'm here!"

Insted of sitting in his usual spot, he was standing near the cliff, looking at the horizon.

"Sukuna! you admiring the view?"

He doesn't reply and you look at his back, confused. The dark clouds in the sky let out a thunder.

"How dare you."

"W-What?"

He turns around and scowls, "How dare you make me feel- Ugh."

"Huh?" you say confused, raindrops start dropping on both of you.

In a flash, he disappears from where he was standing and was now in front of you. His hand swiftly attacks for your neck but he quickly stops and is an inch away from your skin.

You flinch, but don't move. you give him a chuckle.

"Sukuna... I told you in advance to tell me first before you kill me." you laugh.

He growls in frustration and puts his hands down. "Ugh..."

"But... As strange as it may seem, the time I spent with you was the happiest I've ever been. Thank you for showing me kindness, even in your own way. Farewell, Sukuna. I will never forget you!"

You stand on your tip toes and met your lips with his. It was just a gentle peck, but it sent shivers down her spine.

"Idiot."

As you pull away, content, you couldn't bring yourself to look him in the eyes. 'I wonder what face he's making right now', the thought making you smile. You grab the same hands that tried to attack you earlier and wrapped them around your neck.

"Huh?" you look up at him confused, only to be more confused as you analyzed his face.

'He looks... troubled? I'm not so sure'

He pulls his hands away from your neck and sighs. He grabs you arms and rests his head on the crook of your neck, inhaling your scent. "What kind of sick curse is this..."

". . . Sukuna?"

Although he wasn't exactly hugging you, you wrap your arms around him and hug back. The rain hitting the both of you as you warm up in each other's arms.

". . . I'm confused, are you still killing me or not?"

". . . Pft."

You gawk as you hear Sukuna let out a chuckle. Seeing his lips turn up was a better view than the horizon behind them.

You look up at him and smile, "Hehe, you still haven't answered m-"

The moment was interrupted when you cough out blood. A sudden burning sensation you feel in your chest. You let go of him to hold your chest in pain, your body slouching as you groan.

"D-Damn...I-I shouldn't have-ugh... ate those."

"Y/N?!"

The sound of his name flow out of his voice made your heart flutter but the pain overpowers that.

"Agh-" You drop to the floor, "Don't w-worry, these are just allergies."

He gets on his knees and uses his reverse cursed technique to heal you from your suffering. The pain was too much for you to handle though, and you pass out in his arms.

You jolt awake in your room, looking around confused.

"Sukuna?"

You call out for him but nothing happens. His scent still lingering in the room so you're sure he tucked you back into bed.

You smile as your heart flutters, going back to sleep.

"Y-Your Highness! Are you sure you're okay?" your maid stutters as she hands you your breakfast the next morning.

"Yes yes~ Don't worry about lil' old me!"

You quickly finish your breakfast, wanting to see him as soon as possible. You quickly run and you arrive at the spot in no time and you see him there.

You don't even call out to him, you just run towards his sitting figure, bend over, and wrap your arms around his neck.

He jolts in surprise but immediately calms down as he takes a whiff of your hair.

"Sukuna, you saved me twice already. Thank you for yesterday." you smile, embarrassed to make eye contact with him.

He places a hand on your back to push your body into his. Now, you're straddling his lap and you stay in position.

You fidget your hands, "Ugh~ It's kinda awkward now after I did a whole farewell speech yesterday..." you whine as you recall the events yesterday.

"Yeah, you're farewell kiss too."

You blush and groan into his shoulder, clenching your fists in his robe in embarrassment.

"Hah, is the princess embarrassed? Look at me."

As if it was a spell, you comply immediately and shyly pull away to look at him.

He grabs your chin and pulls your face closer.

"You have to take responsibility for what you did yesterday." He smirks.

"R-Responsibility?!" you squeak.

"Don't think I'll be satisfied with a mere kiss, Princess."

He smashes his lips onto yours. Unlike the sweet and short peck, this was hot and passionate. His upper arms land on your waist and slides the up and down the side of your body.

You feel his tongue enter your mouth and you shift your hips to adjust your position, making you grind on his crotch. The friction making you both groan in pleasure, all of his blood rushing to the length under his robe.

"S-Sukuna." you couldn't help but whine his name in the middle of your tongues dancing. Hearing his name turns him on even more, and his hands go from your hips to sliding inside your kimono to grab hold of your breasts.

You let out a moan at his touch on your bare chest. His bottom arms sliding up your kimono underneath you, his hands traveling up to grope both cheeks of your ass. Wanting to touch him, your hands go down to his chest, sliding inside his robe to touch explore your hands around his bare chest and abs. Your touch making Sukuna groan and start grinding his hips underneath yours, you moan in his lips and grind on him as well.

His hands slide off your kimono, leaving you in your undergarments. The cool air hitting your skin, but you couldn't feel it from the heat of the intimate moment. His bottom hands start to tug on your panties and he whispers into your lips.

"You think you can handle me, Princess?"

You moan in confirmation, sliding off the top part of his robe and continuing to grind on him. He hisses in pleasure and rips off your panties and throw them to the side.

"Ah!" you squeak in embarrassment, pulling away and looking down at yourself, but what caught your eye is the visible bulge twitching underneath the fabric of his robe. You curiously grope it, causing a moan to slip off his mouth, and snatches your hand away.

"Later."

He grabs both of your wrists and pushes you to the clean grass. He looks up and down your naked body and smirks, feeling another twitch from his cock. His eyes landed on your pussy, already soaking wet.

His eyes darkens and he grins, ready to devour you. He brings a hand to your folds and run his fingers along the wetness dripping down your thighs. "How can you be this wet already?" he chuckles and inserts a finger inside, his other hands playing with your breasts.

The sensation making you moan in pleasure, the back of your hand covering your mouth in embarrassment. The moans continue when he starts thrusting the finger in a moderate motion. After a few seconds of adjusting, he shoves another finger in.

The sounds of his fingers fucking your wet pussy fill the air. He feels your walls clench and sees your body start to arch. He sees the way you were making a mess already just with his fingers. Your moans get whinier and he loses it.

He grunts and shoves the robe of his body and your eyes widen. You stare at his two cocks twitching in the air, gulping at its huge size. "S-Sukuna..."

"You want to stop?" you whine and shook your head immediately, "That's what I thought. Now come here, princess."

Not giving you enough time to process, he picks you up and puts him in the stradling position you were earlier in, the tip of his cock goes in and he thrusts inside.

"Ngh- Ah~ S-Sukuna." He grunts in reply, feeling your pussy clench in his hard cock.

"Fuck, princess."

The pleasure was nothing you ever felt before. You look down and see his other cock twitching against your stomach. You reach your hand to grab his length which causes his head to roll back in pleasure and let out a deep moan.

You pump his cock, while adjusting to the other cock that was already inside you. "Prince- Agh, Shit." Your hand going faster and faster, the sounds of his groans making your walls clench, making him groan even louder.

He grabs your hand to stop you. "I can't hold it anymore. I'm gonna destroy this tight little pussy, yeah?"

He grabs your hips and starts bouncing you up and down, his cock thrusting inside of you without mercy.

"Ah... Suku- Agh~" You were drowning in pleasure, eyes rolling back as you listen to the sounds of your wetness and both of your skins slapping against each other.

He was thrusting into you mercilessly, your mewls just making his climax come closer. He feels your walls clench uncontrollably and he moans your name.

"Y/N. Fuck- I'm going crazy" he huffs, acting like an animal in heat.

He pushes you back into the soft grass into a new position, bringing your knees to your chest, his cock thrusting into you sloppily. A visible bump in your belly when he thrusts inside. Two hands behind your knees. One hand rubbing your clit. One hand pumping his other cock.

"Agh~ T-There... Sukuna-"

He hits a certain spot causing your body to twitch and making your eyes water up from the pleasure.

Sukuna pounds faster into your pussy, his precum smeared along your soaked walls. You were letting him use your body and it felt so good.

You feel something building up inside of you, and you whine. "Ah- wait! Sukuna~ I- I-" you whine in pleasure as your body arches, your juices spilling into his cock.

"That's right, princess. Let it out." he coos into your ear. "My turn."

You gasp for air as he thrusts again into your sensitive pussy, making your mewl echo into the air. Your juices increase the sound of the wetness as he slaps his skin into yours, the mix of your arousals filling the air.

"Fuck- I should fill you up, huh? Breed my precious princess?"

"Agh- P-Please!~ I-"

He moans as he shoots his load into you and fill up your pussy, having both of your juices mixed up. His other cock also shooting cum onto your stomach. Your body twitches at the feeling of his seed inside you, grabbing both of his arms for support. He sighs in pleasure and pulls out, watching as the juices ooze out of your aching pussy.

"You did so good, Princess." is the last thing you hear before you pass out.

You flutter your eyes open to see a room that wasn't yours. Sukuna lying down next to you in bed. You look down on your clothed body to see you were cleaned up and well taken care of after.

"Sukuna..." you mutter, eyes still droopy "I can't move my legs~"

"Heh, you're gonna get used to it."

"Hm?" You tilt your head.

"You're mine now. This is the consequence of your actions, right? You can't escape now." He smirks as he picks you up and puts you on top of him.

You stare at him in shock then laugh, "Now why would I dare leave my king, he'll get lonely without me~"

You plant a sweet kiss on his lips and pull away to see a smile on his face. His smile making you feel warm inside as your cheeks tint. You giggle and snuggle into his arms and you enjoy each other's warm, and will continue to enjoy each other's presence in the future.

[shotmrmiller]

forcing your presence onto simon late at night because insomnia and a cup of tea always helps, or so they say, but you were taught better than to not offer others some but now the steaming cup is just sitting on the table to cool while you carefully sip on yours.

he doesn't look at it, you, nothing. keeps his eyes fixed on whatever he's doing, maybe cleaning his gun or something. fine. what matters is that you did your part.

and it eventually becomes routine. every night, like clockwork, he's darkening a corner in the coffee room and you've got a kettle warming. and every night, he ignores everything in his peripheral.

until he doesn't. it starts slow. you're already headed for the door, hand covering your yawn when he picks up the mug and takes a sniff. then, it's the tiniest sip, as if it's got teeth. come morning, the mug you used and his are clean, drying on a dish mat.

the following night, he waits for you to put it on the table before grabbing it. "you've a shit hand," he mutters. "left to steep too long. more bitter than the cigars price smokes."

okay. bastard. the next pot is too bland. calls it dog water. but he drinks all of it just the same. little to no sugar, splash of milk. the stare he leveled your way when he added milk could've destroyed the block.

"secrets safe with me, lieutenant. swear it."

unless he's tearing your ego into tatters with his scathing tea critique, he says nothing else. listens well enough, though. maybe. his eyes look blank most of the time. but he lets you ramble without interruption about nonsensical stuff; your day, your job, soap being the usual nuisance.

it's nice.

and then you fall ill. nothing water and cocooning yourself with your bedsheets for a day or three can't fix.

but then there's a very violent knocking on your door, hard enough to rattle it in its hinges, flaring the already painful throbbing that sits behind your eyes. no matter how hard you try to tell them to piss off, they don't.

"open the door."

now you've got a 6'2+ man barreling into your bedroom, turning his unnerving gaze your way. his eyes flick to your runny nose, chapped lips and wrinkled sleeping clothes.

"you're sick." brilliant observation. truly a man worth his sniper position.

"yes. i'm quite-" your words come to settle behind your clenched teeth as you watch him dig into his front pockets and pull out crinkled tea bags. and open your cabinets because now you're the visitor and he the (g)host.

you'd rather drink battery acid than another one of his brews. it made your eyes prick with tears, burned as it went down, warmed your chest. it was lukewarm when you drank it.

(he clears up a space on your foot table, and by clear up i mean use an arm to shove everything off the edge so he can continue to clean his weapons. has your couch always been that small?)

[rottiens]

✮ tags. (18+), fem!reader, bf!geto, established relationship, domesticity and fluff, reverse comfort if you squint, cockwarming, petnames (baby).

✮ wc. 1.5K

✮ notes. guys...I swear I didn't mean to do this smut, I swear this was going to be fluff,,

"Hey."

Suguru calls out to you from the door of the shared room, his shoes absent, his white shirt unbuttoned —his chest exposed to your eyes, very few scars, the one or two moles and a marked abdomen, along with a path of curly, dark hairs ending where his pants begin— as he carries his uniform jacket on his forearm.

Your eyes filled with life, you've been waiting for him all day.

"Come here," you call him softly towards the bed patting the mattress, setting the cursed techniques book aside to focus on him.

Suguru shuffles his steps across the floor of the room, his shoulders are slightly down, his hair as he approaches you can see it getting more and more disheveled, loose strands sticking out from every corner of the perfect bun that once existed.

"What happened?" You question him, Suguru was at that point crawling his body to the mattress like a worm. His face remains just above your bare thighs as he looks up at you from below with eyes full of love, your fingers comb a lock back behind his ear. "I only missed one day and this is your state, huh? You missed me that much?"

Suguru rolls his eyes, then closes them, letting himself be dragged down by the weight of exhaustion. His long arms wrap around your waist and you lie like that for a while, so silent you think he's fallen asleep until his raspy voice shakes you, taking you by surprise.

"I'm tired."

"You want to talk about your day?"

Another grunt. "It's just that being a teacher is harder than I thought."

"This is only your second week." You speak in the same sleepy tone as he does, almost as if you're seeking not to wake him up.

"Satoru makes it look so easy," he says, still with his eyes closed.

"You know this is fun for him. He doesn't take it as seriously as you do." You try to comfort him, still massaging his skull.

You get a glint from his brown eyes as he opens one eye for you, squeezing the other.

"Baby."

"Hm?"

"I'm getting hard." You stop yourself from stroking him all at once, he moans. "Don't stop. I'm sorry."

"I thought you were tired." You were confused… this wasn't unusual but still, you couldn't help but frown somewhat incredulously.

"And I am… but I'm so stressed lately, I'm late from killing curses and you're not here, I get up early and you're not in bed and, ugh."

"Hm?" you insist.

"I've been thinking about you all day," Suguru sighs.

You swallow, nervous because you know where this road leads —you've lived it a hundred times already— your caresses become a little unsteady in his hair and Suguru notices, drawing a smile in his unconscious. Your skin feels very sensitive to his touch, his warm fingers hugging your skin where the pajama top can't cover.

"What have you been thinking?" you venture to ask.

"You know exactly what I've been thinking," he murmurs, scrunching his face against the warm flesh of your thighs. "About you, about your hugs, about your mouth, about your kisses, about your hands on me…"

Suguru opens his eyes wide, smiling without showing his teeth and your heart, never able to have adjusted to his effect, leaps. He leaves the comfort of your lap to get up, Suguru throws his shirt on the floor and settles on the bed to wrap his arms around you from behind, you arrange your body so that the two of you form a perfect arc.

You knew what that position meant, but as if Suguru thought you were in doubt, he adds, "Let's get some sleep."

Are you sure?" It was six o'clock in the evening, sleep now meant waking up like wide-eyed owls in the wee hours of the morning. It meant making coffee to keep you awake until you had to go to work again because there was no way you could fall asleep again.

"Just a little bit," he says, not mentally reasoning the same points you are. You let it go because he really feels exhausted and you know what it means to him in that state to have your him keep you close.

Suguru settles in better behind you, his strong arms holding you close to his body, impossible to escape even if you wanted to. His face is hidden in your neck and the warmth of your boyfriend after so many days of being away feels good, his hands are on your tummy making circles that lead you to close your eyes.

Suguru moves closer to you, and though his breath on your skin makes you want everything more than sleep you try for at least a couple of long minutes, until you feel his arms stir like snakes in your body and move up to your breasts and squeeze. You lie still, wondering if he did it out of inertia until he does it a second time.

You groan, inevitably pushing into him, bumping into an erection that digs hard against your ass.

His calloused fingers search for your nipples on the fabric finding them instantly hard. Suguru sighs deep in your throat, squeezing your body a little tighter, the tips of his pearly teeth grazing your flesh.

"I thought you were sleepy…" you moan, throwing your head back, giving him the space he needs to suck on your skin.

"Shh," he shushes you with another insensitive squeeze to your nipples, Suguru didn't used to be so rough, but his actions only hid behind the desire when he missed you.

His fingers enter through your top and fiddle with your nipples, playing with them back and forth. You both continue the game for a while longer, him squeezing and tugging at them, you rubbing against his hard cock directly ruining your pajamas thanks to the non-existence of your panties.

"Put it in," you barble full of ecstasy, you feel him grinning near your collarbone.

"Already?"

"Yes, hurry."

"Are you wet?" he doesn't let you answer as he keeps talking— "Let me see… No panties," suguru emphasizes. Without asking permission, he reaches through the elastic of your shorts and positions himself with his middle finger between the soggy folds of your pussy. He rubs your clit, you blindly reach for his erection in an awkward position where you throw your arm back but he stops it; ceasing to knead your breasts to make it prisoner against your back.

You moan, wanting to touch him too, but all prayer is half-hearted the moment his hooked fingers expand your pussy. Suguru is fucking it with his digits, you are obscenely wet, you soak him to the knuckles, staining your own thighs in the process and the room fills with the sticky 'click click click' sounds along with the chorus of needy moans.

Suguru kisses your wet temple.

"I missed you," he admits, increasing the rhythm, his wrist beginning to cramp.

"I missed you more! Suguru.. stop, I don't want to-!"

You try to stop him by pushing his hand away from you but this doesn't help much.

"Condom," he says through gritted teeth.

"We don't have…" you hate yourself at that moment for forgetting to buy but he hates himself more.

Reluctantly Suguru pulls his fingers out of you.

"Fuck it," Suguru growls. You hear him unzip and pull down his uniform pants, just enough to pull his cock out. "Let me fuck you like this…" he asks, taking your cheek and pulling it apart, exposing your ass and pussy from behind, Suguru spits on his hand and fucks the swollen tip of his cock for a while, just watching you dripping and squeezing around nothing. "I'm gonna pull out.." Suguru promises falsely.

"Hm," you nod looking back spreading your legs wider for him.

You feel him at your entrance, rubbing all over your wet slit with his even wetter head. Suguru taps your sensitive clit with his stiff cock and slides in one shot inside you before you have time to beg him.

You can feel him trembling and it's desperate. He doesn't move and you want to scream.

"Baby…" you call out to him, looking back up at him and he tastes the desperation in your broken voice.

"Let's sleep like this." Suguru wraps his arms around your waist again to the same innocent position as before, only now you can feel it throb and fill you to a point where you can't breathe.

"Babe…" you call out to him again, this time he spanks you lightly.

"Don't move, you're going to make me cum."

"Suguru…" You whimper a third time and he mischievously gives a deep thrust of his hips.

"Stay still. Let me feel you." He returns to his original spot, massaging your breasts and tugging on your nipples, you moan.

"I love you," you sob, trying to distract yourself from the fact that you needed to stimulate your clit, that it was throbbing and that you clearly weren't going to be able to sleep.

For a brief flash you imagine if you could make yourself cum silently.

[colorthecosmos444]

Out For Dinner

Summary: Matt and reader go out for dinner with Jimmy and Marylou after landing in Boston for the month. 

Genre: Fluff, suggestive

Warnings: swearing

Word count: 2257

The plane landed at Boston Logan Airport, and Matt, Nick, Chris and I just got our bags and are waiting for Jimmy and Marylou to pick us up. I’m holding onto my carry on while Matt is dragging both mine and his luggage. 

“Are you sure you can carry all of that?” I ask Matt as I watch him adjust the bags that he is carrying without falling over. 

“I’m fine,” He grunts as he changes positions again, only this time his luggage falls over while he was trying to wrap one of my bags around his shoulder. “Oh fuck,” he grumbles as he tries picking up his bag.

“Here let me help,” Chris says as he grabs one of my bags and hoists it around his shoulder so that Matt has a lighter load. 

“I can help too; you don’t have to carry all of my things. I have two hands you know,” I added, reaching out my hands to grab something from Matt but he just swats me away instead. “Stop it, we got it, babe,” he insisted “it’s just, why did you have to pack so much shit?”

Nick joins in laughing, “We are only going to be there for a month, how much stuff could you possibly need?”

I scoffed, “Exactly, it’s a whole month, I brought just the right amount of stuff.” I crossed my arms, “That’s a whole month of different events, different kinds of weather, who knows what we are doing, I wanted to be prepared.” Matt just looks at me and smirks and rolls his eyes. “I hope you brought my favorite outfits,” he continues looking at me and gives me a wink. 

“Oh, I brought them all, babe,” I flirted back. Matt leans into me and whispers into my ear, “Too bad we won’t have enough time for me to take them off of you this trip.” My face instantly flushes red, and I push onto his chest shaking my head.  

“Ew, Matt I heard that!” Chris cringed, “I cannot believe I have to share my room with you for a whole month.” 

“I can’t believe it either, trust me,” Matt huffed. 

Because I am staying with the Sturniolo’s for the month, Jimmy and Marylou both (mostly Marylou) don’t want Matt and I sharing his bedroom. So, I will be staying in Matt’s room by myself, and Matt will be staying in Chris’s room. Honestly, I respect their rules and it’s a good decision anyways because I know that Matt and I would not be able to keep our hands off of each other if we were sleeping in the same bed. Or rather, Matt wouldn’t be able to keep his hands off of me. 

“Mom and dad are here!” Nick chirped, already jogging over to the van. I follow behind Nick while Matt and Chris trail behind with all of the bags. Jimmy and Marylou get out of the car and Marylou instantly pulls me in for a hug. 

“Oh, my goodness, I've missed you so much, sweetheart!” She beamed giving me the biggest hug. I hug her back smiling, missing her warm embrace and her sweet presence. “I’ve missed you too, Marylou!” I reply as I pull away from her.

“It’s good to see you again!” Jimmy chimes in giving me a hug as well. “Let me help you with your bags. You just have the one?” He asks, referring to my carryon that I'm holding. 

“Hah! That’s the funniest shit I’ve heard all day, dad!” Chris joked as he and Matt finally made it to the van. Chris dropped the bags that he was carrying. “Here, please take these, my back is about to break,” Chris says to his dad as he gives his mom a kiss on the cheek and hops into the far backseat joining Nick. Matt puts the bags he was carrying on the ground and gives his mom a hug.

“Hi mom,” He kisses her on the cheek. “I’m so glad to see you.” Marylou smiles and rubs her hand across his cheek. “I’m glad to see you too, my sweet boy. Now help your dad with those bags, we have a reservation in about an hour and I don’t want to be late.”

“Ooh where are we going?” Nick squealed, “I’m starving!” 

Marylou gets into the front seat while I sit in the seat behind her. “Actually, the reservation is just for your dad and I, and Matt and y/n.” Marylou replied, turning around to face us in the back. 

“What? That’s not fair!” Chris blurted. Matt and Jimmy finished putting all of the luggage into the trunk, and Matt sat into the seat next to me while Jimmy got into the driver’s seat. 

“We’ve been wanting to go out for a dinner with Matt and y/n for a while and we thought tonight would be perfect,” Marylou responds, “Besides, Nick and Chris, you two can unpack for them, especially since y/n is our guest and then you can spend some time with Trevor.”

“Or maybe after you do what your mom asked you to do, you can call Nate,” Jimmy adds as Nick and Chris both start complaining. Matt looks at me and smirks, happy that he doesn’t have to unpack and that he is getting a free dinner tonight. 

I turn around to face Chris and Nick, “Don’t worry, we’ll bring you leftovers,” I giggle.

***

We made it to their house, and I grab my carryon so I can go inside and take a quick shower before we go out for dinner. Nick and Chris start carrying in all of the luggage, not without some grumbling, especially from Nick. I make it into Matt’s bedroom but before I can close the door, a hand pushes on the door, startling me.

“Shit, what are you doing, Matt?” I ask as he creeps into the bedroom and closes the door himself. He turns around and puts his hands on my waist, pulling me into him.

“Just wanted to kiss you,” He whispers, leaning in to kiss me on both of my cheeks, my nose, and finally my lips. I let out a low moan as I kiss him back, his hands moving up my back and up to cup my face. I pull away slightly, my hands on his chest. “Matt, don't. I have to get ready and once we start you know we can’t stop.” He just nods and gives me another quick peck on my forehead. “Fine, but don’t think that I'm not getting any the entire time we are here. I need you.” He assured me and creeped back out of the room, closing the door on me without giving me a chance to respond. 

After I showered, I changed into a yellow sundress that accentuated my tan skin, with some white sandals. Matt was already ready to go wearing a white t-shirt and jeans with his horse chain around his neck. I could smell his cologne from across the room and I knew that he did that on purpose. He takes my hand and leads me to the van where his parents are already sitting and waiting. They changed as well, Marylou wearing a pretty floral dress and Jimmy wearing a button up shirt. “Thank you for taking us out for dinner, it is so nice of you guys,” I stated, innocently pulling Matt’s hand into my lap just to bring him closer to me. I interlock my fingers with his, rubbing my thumb across the back of his hand. 

“Of course, we wanted to spend more time with you both,” Jimmy replies smiling, looking back at us through the rearview mirror, “plus this is one of our family’s favorite restaurants.” 

“It can’t be a real Sturniolo event without some Italian food,” Matt laughs. 

We pull into the restaurant parking lot and Matt opens the door for me and takes my hand. Walking into the restaurant I can already smell the delicious food and my stomach grumbles. I haven’t had a full meal since breakfast back at the triplet’s house in LA. We get a table outside on the deck that overlooks a lake. I sit across from Marylou and next to Matt, and Jimmy sits next to Marylou. 

“Please, order whatever you like, do not worry about the cost,” Marylou says as she looks at the menu. “They have the best pinot grigio, I know how much you like that,” she continues flipping through the menu. “You know what, I might just get a bottle and split it with you.” 

“That sounds like a great idea,” I reply. I look through the menu and decide on getting my usual favorite, chicken alfredo. We all order our food and drinks, and the conversation flows naturally. Jimmy and Marylou ask us about our lives in LA, how my family is doing, and of course Marylou brings up how she wants a ton of grandkids. Matt and I laugh as we promise her that someday in the future, we will fulfill her dream. Being with Matt for almost a year and a half has given us a lot of time to talk about the future. I’m happy thinking about what the future will bring us, and Matt and I know that we want to be together forever. 

Our food arrives and the conversation continues. This time all of us gushing over the delicious food. Matt lets me try his spaghetti and meatballs and I’ve never tasted anything so flavorful. Jimmy got garlic bread for the table, and I’ve already had four pieces. 

“Thank you for coming out with us tonight,” Marylou beamed at Matt and I, “I love you both and I am so happy that you two have found each other.” She starts tearing up. 

Matt laughs, “Mom! You’re acting like we just got engaged, slow down please!” 

“I’m sorry, it’s just your happiness together is contagious, and it warms my heart,” she gushed, dabbing her tears with her napkin. 

“Why don’t we make a toast? For all of our happiness and the excitement the future holds,” Jimmy chimes in lifting his beer glass. Matt follows with his glass along with Marylou and I with our wine glasses. Our glasses clink together, and we sip our drinks. The waiter comes over and Jimmy pays the bill. Marylou asks Matt to take a picture, and Matt takes a selfie of all of us at the table. 

We all decided to take a walk down by the lake. Matt and I walk hand in hand next to Jimmy and Marylou. The sun setting creates a pink and orange hue on the horizon. Marylou wants more pictures for memories and has Matt and I posing with the lake in the background. My hand on his chest with my head on his shoulder, his hand wrapped around my waist, we are both smiling into the camera. As Jimmy and Marylou turn around to take a look at the pictures, I feel Matt’s hand creep down to cup my ass and he squeezes. 

“Matt!” I whisper, hitting him on the shoulder. Matt just giggles and does it again. I roll my eyes and pull away from him, turning towards the water. “Hey, sweet girl,” he hums into my ear as he wraps his arms around me, pulling my back into his chest, “you know how much I love you?” 

“How much?” I ask leaning back. “To the stars and back, baby,” he replies, kissing the top of my head. Little do we know Marylou has turned back around and snapped this candid moment. 

***

We arrive back home, Jimmy pulling into the driveway. We hop out of the van and walk into the house, half expecting Nick or Chris to bombard us, however, Nick is fast asleep on the couch with the tv blaring RuPaul. Chris is sitting next to him scrolling on his phone, Trevor laying in his bed on the end of the couch. 

“How was dinner?” Chris asks not looking up from his phone. 

“It was wonderful, thanks for asking,” Matt answers ruffling Chris’s hair as he walks past him. 

“Fuck off,” Chris grumbles fixing his hair and flipping Matt off. 

“We brought you food, you big baby,” I say to him, handing him a take home container with spaghetti in it. “It’s not like we care about you or anything,” I finish with a sarcastic tone. 

Chris smiles and thanks me. “By the way, I had no idea how to unpack your stuff, so I just gave you like three drawers from Matt’s dresser and put his stuff in my room.” He stated, already getting up to heat up his food. “Aww, how thoughtful of you,” I cooed, “you really are the sweet one.”

“Excuse me?” Matt interjected, crossing his arms. He raises an eyebrow. “Now you know you are the cute one, baby,” I teased. I grab his arm and pull him up the stairs to his bedroom. 

I close the door behind us softly, immediately attaching my lips to Matt’s. I pepper kisses on his lips, cheeks, nose and forehead. “You are so goddamn cute,” I whisper with his face in my hands. He blushes and giggles under my touch. “I love you so much,” I added, running my hands down his shoulders, arms finally interlacing my fingers with his. “I had a great time tonight.” 

“Me too, baby,” he murmurs, placing his forehead against mine, “I’m so glad that you are home with me.” 

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[crispy-armpit]

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yandere secret agent x reader

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⭒ 𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘺: after taking on your friend's offer to head downtown to a hidden bar, you find yourself in the middle of a covert operation. thankfully Messiah is there to hide you from danger. or did he just push you right into it?

⭒ 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵: gn reader, yandere, suggestive position & situation, slight violence, reader held at gunpoint, mentions of a firearm and getting shot, reader pressed against male crotch, sadism(?), auditory hallucination (you hear voices), hair pulling, swearing

⭒ 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵: 1,153 words

⭒ a/n: it was my birthday last month and i had planned to post this by then but ofc i never learn my lesson and kept my drafts in tumblr (leading to it getting deleted) 😭!! so sorry for the wait everyone and happy late new years! :D hope u like the batman wannabe.. it goes from 0 to 100 rq because it's hilarious to me and i'm sleep deprived.. i can smell the hate comments already

will you venture down this path?

it was supposed to be another weekend night spent alone in your home; you, comfortably snuggling against your pillows while playing your favourite brain-rot game from night to morning.

but here you were— unfortunately not in your bed, and devastatingly not romancing your fictional game characters. your friend, Vern, had dragged convinced you to join him and try out some random jazz bar which recently opened.

he mentioned his band would be playing there... he's probably just trying to get more people to hype up his band.

the warm ambience of the bistro & bar, alongside the joyous laughter ringing all over the room, people bantering and simply enjoying each other's presence was enough to erase the thoughts of your usual weekend plans. it was the type of place where you couldn't bring up any negative emotions just because of how chill everyone and everything was. so that's one forgiveness point to your friend.

at some point, Vern had split off from you to meet up with the other Ares band members to go perform— leaving you to drink away your life at the bar.

you channeled your best resting bitch face to avoid any strangers trying to hit on you, which worked. you sat alone listening to the blue voice of the current performer, making small talk here and there with the bartender.

oh, the bartender—

you'd been eyeing him up all night.

he was the only other person at the bar. like all other bartenders, he was charismatic and attractive despite the two deep scars running down his left cheek.

maybe he noticed you looking at it, because he suddenly rasped out, "...animal attack" with a nonchalant smile. which is quite impressive, since your gaze never once lingered on the scars for too long. he must be observing me.

Logan (you read his name tag) was an exceptional conversationist. and he played the bartender role extremely well. he brought up topics like your ambitions, your dreams, and even your darkest passions effortlessly.

but his eyes never seemed to really focus on your figure when you talked.

it was always off to a specific direction in the distance. and when you turned to look at what he was looking at, there would only be the same wrinkly old man sitting on the sofa chair.

"can you see it?"

confused, you reply, "see what?"

do you see it? the eyes? his lack of mouth? with hair as white as his, and skin as dark as void, how can you not see me?

"what the hell are you sayi—" you grow pale when you turn back and see Logan had his back turned away from you the whole time, far from the counter.

who was talking to me?

and for the first time in 3 hours since you've arrived, the old man from the chair moves. he wanders aimlessly for a moment until setting his sights on the bar. multiple random people who were loitering in the room take notice of his sudden movement, and all briskly walk towards him.

you're petrified.

the world is spinning, people are blocking the old man's path from you. and you're so thankful for that because it gives you the time to be pulled on top of the bar counter and then underneath it by a pair of strong hands.

your consciousness recovers and you're met with Logan, body crouched down to your level. his shadowed face shows no semblance of the bright man you were talking to a while ago. now his own icy blue eyes pierced through yours, and the once attractive rasp of his voice is now chilling to the bone.

"Logan—"

"you better fucking shut up unless you want to die."

he pulls out a revolver and points it to your forehead.

profusely nodding your head in understanding, tears begin to prick your eyes; this is so fucking messed up, what is happening??

your brain tells you that this was just the alcohol getting to you, and maybe Logan has some kind of split personality and a murderer... that it's some kind of sick prank Vern is probably pulling on you. maybe my drink got spiked...

but your gut tells you that you are in great danger. alcohol has never made you experience that level of auditory hallucination... hell, you were probably being delusional right now— of course Logan's trying to kill you!!

you could hear the faint sounds of bodies thudding against other people as if they were thrown or pushed. but no screams, just grunts. the loudness of the approaching footsteps came to a halt in front of the counter.

you cover your cries as best as you can with your palms and with Logan's hidden weapon still pointed at you. you could so easily whack it away or dodge it. but you stop once you hear the most grotesque voice ever, the result of what sounded like flesh tearing apart and bones reconstructing.

"where... are... they.....?"

you are faced with two decisions:

scream for help and get shot in the head by Logan

scream for help and face whatever the fuck is out there

either way, you don't get to choose. because the stress of the situation is beginning to overwhelm you and soon your whimpers slip out a little. small enough to not be heard from in front of the counter, but big enough for whoever is on top of you— and that someone happened to be the psychopathic bartender.

you freeze.

but your strength alone is not enough to hold back against the veiny hands that grab the back of your hair and push you against the bulge of the man standing in front of you.

you push and thrash over his grasp, but your actions only lead to him digging the lower parts of your face further into his crotch. WHAT THE FUCK IS HE DOING??? IS HE TRYING TO SILENCE ME WITH HIS DICK?!

and it works...

you stay silent and limp, not because of fear. but because of the absurdity of this situation and the slow growth of whatever beast is hiding under those black waiter pants.

the heat of your muffled breath against his privates collects in your face, it's getting too much but you hold yourself together. your hands that were once pushing him off now lay on the top of his hardened thighs.

Logan shares a couple words with the old man before pointing him elsewhere. you catch a strange name falling off the old man's lips, Messiah. fuck, is this a cult? shortly afterwards, you hear the light sounds of evacuating feet. he's finally gone.

and with the speed of a middle-aged lady during black friday sales, you manage to push him off to the side and stand up across him, ready to give him a piece of your mind.

you were humiliated, violated, mentally tired and— and—

why the fuck is he blushing.

[heeheegf]

Family’s friend- Lee H.

leeheeseungxfem!reader

heeseung and reader are “friends”, or better said, their families are friends. this up until they end up in the same room while being in a holiday all together.

warnings_ mention of smoking,cuss words, pet names,kissing,doggy position,fingering,breeding,aftercare,reader is very shy and innocent,heeseung is experienced.

reader is 18, heeseung is 23

minors DNI,mature content

i’ve written this at 2 a.m. so prolly there are some mistakes

“mom do i really have to share the room with him?” she says talking to her mother on the phone. “sweetie, we didn’t have anymore rooms available. this could be a way for you to become friends,right?” “yeah mom..” she glances at him across the room “anyway mom, i’m gonna take a shower now. talk to you later”. she hangs up the phone. she looks up again at him, this time he’s looking at her. she gets up and takes something from her bag. “do you wanna smoke heeseung?”, she says almost in a whisper. “yeah sure” he says as he stands up from the bed and walks out on the balcony.

they quietly sit outside, puffing on their cigarettes, but without even glancing at each other once. “do we really have to sleep on the same bed?” she breaks the silence “yup, no other room available according to our parents” he says, as she rolls her eyes. He chuckles and looks at her. "They did this in purpose you know? They're trying to make us get along…” he lets out an annoying laugh.” yeah whatever” "I think this time it'll work..." he says as he looks at her and blows smoke out of his mouth. “yeah no, i think i’ll pass” “c’mon, aren’t you excited to be rooming with me? you get the honour of staying in the same room as the amazing, talented, good looking heeseung.” he says jokingly in an exaggerated tone. “not even a little bit” she says with an annoyed face, “you’re so rude” he chuckles then blows smoke out of his mouth. “and you’re full of yourself” “it’s not my fault if it's true” he chuckles smugly “i mean look at me, i’m gorgeous.” “yeah and i’m ariana grande” he snickers “you're being dramatic. you can't deny how handsome i am." “keep dreaming heeseung” he laughs harder, noticing how mad she seems to be “you hate me and think I'm ugly... yet you still agreed to room with me. seem to me like you have a weird way of expressing your love for me." “i didn’t have a choice. i’d rather sleep on the floor than in the same bed with you” he chuckles “if you want, you could just sleep on me y’know~" he says teasingly. she makes a disgusted face as she seemed to be blushing a little bit. "so you think sleeping next to me is gross but you wouldn’t mind sleeping on the floor? i swear girls never make sense… or do you have a crush on me? is that why you hate me? because you don’t want to admit your feelings?" he says jokingly as she avoids his gaze and shakes her head. his smirk turns smug as he sees her avoiding eye contact. “ooo, someone is blushing~” “i..i’m not..” he moves slightly closer to her and touches her cheek, turning her face towards him. “oh yeah? it doesn’t look like that to me.” he says as his smirk deepens. his touch was gentle and warm, enough to make her melt under it. she looks at him, but not in the eyes. his look deep and gentle. he stares at her as he brings her chin up with his hand so that she wouldn't be able to escape. “uhm.. i think i’ll go inside, it’s getting kinda chilly”. his smirk becomes even more mischievous.”nah. stay here and let's talk about how you really feel” his voice was warm and soothing, he looked deep into her eyes. his eyes glowed. “i feel okay. i’m great” "you’re avoiding my question. tell me how you really feel about me..." he says as he keeps his eyes fixed on hers. his gaze was like a spell, it was hard to look away and the tension in the air was getting thicker. “you’re.. uhm.. a family friend..” he laughs “so that’s how you feel about me? i’m just simply a family friend? nothing more?" she nods still unable to keep eye contact. “well, maybe this could be the perfect chance to get closer, don’t you think?” he leans even closer to her, their faces almost touching. his breathing gets heavier as he looks at her, their eyes locked together. “i..” she tries to say, but he takes his hand and puts it gently on her mouth, stopping her from speaking. he leans even closer to her. “shh, don't speak just yet... don't you think we could be more than family friends? don’t you have the sudden urge to kiss me?". she shakes her head, obviously lying. he grabs her face gently with his hand and strokes her cheek, his thumb gently caressing her cheek. he leans in slowly and moves his lips slightly towards her, only a few millimetres away by now. the air was heavy with the scent of her breath and the anticipation of what was to come, so much that it was almost suffocating. “just let me kiss you~". she closes her eyes and waits for him to do something. his voice lowers as he whispers: "good girl~". his breath is hot on her lips. only fractions of a second were separating their lips. he was still leaning towards her, about to kiss her. and then, there they are. they lips meet softly.

seconds, minutes passes around them as they move their lips like a slow but sensual dance. her lips are tinted in a cherry color, same with her cheeks. his hair is messy cause of her slim fingers pulling it slowly. as she feels out of breath she slowly pulls herself away from the kiss. he smiles at her and chuckles after she pulled away. “see? i knew you wanted it.” he says teasingly. “i..” he grins smugly, leaning back on his seat. “you didn’t deny it." he looks at her, still grinning. “you must have a soft spot for me. that’s why you hate me so much, because of your feelings for me. just like every girl, you’re just so damn embarrassed to admit it. because to be honest, i never thought a girl like you would be so easily attracted to a guy like me.” she doesn’t answer, she just tries to look away from him. “just tell me the truth, i promise i won’t make fun of you or something” he says in a caring and sweet voice “i just know you don’t like me, you always tease me and annoy me..”. he laughs once again at her words. he can’t believe how stubborn she is. she was so clueless yet he had so much fun messing with her like this. “and how do you know that exactly? i could be into you but you just won’t admit that I am.” he’s joking, obviously, but his eyes stay fixed on hers as a playful grin spreads on his face. “like i said, you always tease me for everything” she looks at him. “yeah, and for some reason you always take it to heart, that’s why I keep doing it. come on though, you know the only reason why I’m messing with you is cuz I think you’re cute, right?”. she shakes her head, she can’t believe this is happening. she gets up and tries to leave but he grabs her hand to stop her from getting up. “where do you think you're going? what, you want to run away from your feelings? just face it and admit it already. come on, let me hear you say it.". she is very embarrassed right now “i.. like..” "you like? you like what?" he says, teasingly. his grip firm on her hand, he smiles back in satisfaction as he sees how his words made her speechless. “..you” "me? me what? you like me? is that it?" he leaned closer and stared at her. she nods her head as she’s too shy to speak. this gave him the permission to grab her by the arm and pull her back in the room. he gently pins her against the wall. he kisses her cheek, slowly getting closer to her ear where he starts playing her lobe with his tongue. “am i your first?” he whispers in her ear, just to kiss her lobe again. she just nods, she feels too speechless and embarrassed cause this is happening to her. his eyes glow as he sees her nod. he was enjoying teasing her like this. so innocent and naive, so gullible. he couldn't help but let out a smirk. “does that mean I'm gonna have to take things really slowly with you, huh?" “y-yes..”. his eyes glow as he stares into her eyes. his voice is soft and tender as he speaks. “how come you haven't had a boyfriend yet?" “they don’t really like me because i get shy and embarrassed easely”. he presses his nose on her neck as he slowly kisses it “well.. they don’t know what they are loosing right how”. “heeseung..” she looks at him in the eyes, looking for an approval to speak. “you are used to girls who have already fucked?” “yeah, pretty much” “so does this mean you don’t wanna fuck tonight, right?” “hm, why are you asking this? i thought it was pretty clear. but yes, i would like to, if you want to and if you feel ready and comfortable”. as she hears those words, she grabs him by the collar of the hoodie and kisses him. this kiss was different from the previous kiss. it’s more passionate, it feels like they are trying to eat each other. they are tasting each other’s tongues, exploring their mouths.

he slowly pushes her on the bed. as he’s towering on her, he trails sweet kisses on her neck then down to her chest where he stays for some seconds teasing her sensitive nipples. she tries to contain her moans, but this doesn’t suit well to him. “mh? why are you trying to be quiet baby? let me hear you, let me hear how good i’m making you feel”. he starts undressing her from every piece of clothing she has on. he removes her shorts, and proceeds to remove her panties to. after he’s done undressing her, he makes his way in between her thighs, teasing her wet core. “already so wet baby?” he says as he looks up at her, who has covered her eyes in embarassement. he rubs her puffy clit, fingers slipping through her folds, and teasing her hole. “please hee.. do something”. he smirks, and puts a finger in her aching core. she lets out a quite loud moan. just like that he keeps rocking his fingers, making her see stars. his fingers move faster and faster as he feels her getting closer. “hee, i’m gonna cum..” she says before shaking and twitching on his fingers. he slowly removes his fingers from her, to then proceeding to undressing himself. “baby, do you wanna do a plain missionary?” he asks before positioning himself. “n-no, i want it like this”. she rolls on her stomach and raises her ass upwards. he smirks as playfully slaps her bum. “you’re so naughty”. he positions himself between her legs before slowly putting his tip, then his whole length inside of her. she puts her head in between the pillows to suffocate the moans. he puts his hands on her hips and rocks them on his member. he stills tries to keep himself calm to not hurt her. but she keeps pushing her hips to his, trying to get some more. he notices, and grabs a hand full of her hair and pulls her up. “if you want more, just ask for it baby..” he says before starting to rail her up. she’s moaning (or should i say shouting) his name nonstop. she has her eyes closed, she’s panting, and she’s definitely enjoying it as she’s clenching on him. as the clenches get more frequent, he can feel she’s about to come. this time she doesn’t even say it, she just twitches and her moans get higher in pitch. he cums in her, and after a few thrusts he pulls himself out, watching his hot cum slipping out of her.

she falls out of breath on the bed, followed by him. “you did so good baby for your first time” he says as he pulls her closer to his chest. he keeps stroking her hair, telling her how good she did. he hugs her until he feels she has fallen asleep in his arms. finally he is with the girl he has always loved ever since they were kids.

hii babes, this is my first story. i hope you liked it. lmk if there are some mistakes, and send any asks if you’d like to see me writing something else. kisses

-sasa🫶🏻

[l-in-the-light]

Luffy's and Law's similarities

Because people always talk only about their differences, time to do the uno reverse! You might be surprised how many there are, actually.

Snapping at exactly same thing.

Snapping at same stuff again, because sometimes they share exactly the same brain cell. Even their face expressions are exactly the same in both examples lol.

Whenever Law actually loosens his guard, he reacts in exact same ways as Luffy does.

They both have a very similar experience with their mentors sacrificing themselves for them and same selfblaming reaction. This serves mostly as a prologue because we will compare how child Law and child Luffy behaved.

Both were reckless brats with very wrong self-harming ideas to get what they want.

They hate "dirty tricks" and being lied to. And easily lash out.

Their initial reaction to making fun of someone tripping/being pushed on the floor or making fun of anyone. Also standing there in exact same pose with their fists clenched.

"I will go find a real role model", same vibes here honestly.

"You will pay for this" mentality. They were also both literally thrown which endagered their lives and they both can't believe it's actually happening, that anyone would do something like that. Also bonus points for swearing child Luffy haha.

Both consider some people to be just total scums that deserve punching. Bad guys should be taught a lesson. Law at least managed to land a stab, so 1:0 for him.

This is intriguing. This is the last time Law asks someone for help. And last time Luffy asks someone to help him. Both seem to be convinced "asking for help" caused their loved ones to get hurt, so you will never hear them do it again. The only difference here is Law is asking to help Corazon, while Luffy is the one who needs the help.

Later on Luffy is taught to ask for help by Vivi in Drum Kingdom, but he isn't asking for himself, but to help Nami. Meanwhile Law never again uses the polite words. The most he is capable of is to ask Cavendish "tanomu" which is more like "I'm counting on you".

Both sit in same pose whenever Law isn't trying to impersonate Corazon's style (yes, Law mimicks Cora a lot, also in the way he walks). At least once he slipped and sat in the way he found naturally comfortable instead and it was exactly same way as Luffy's preferred sitting position. What a curious coincidence.

Another funny thing about them is that they both like to wear exactly same type of shoes they used to wear as a child, Luffy the sandals, and Law his dark boots. It's not really that common thing in the manga, for example, Nami and Zoro didn't stick to same type of shoes they used to wear when they were kids.

They also sleep in exactly same position, the infamous T-pose. For comparison, the rest of the Strawhats all have their own different sleeping positions (first from the right is Usopp ofc lol).

They also match each other's pace pretty well. "Let's go, Torao!" and "Ike!" as Law's answer which literally means just "Go!", because Traffy is ready too, no need to stall back.

And finally my favourite:

If Law wasn't under Corazon's "calm" spell, would his laugh sound familiar? Perhaps would it be "shishishi" we know so well? Of course that's the last time Law laughs like that, so we can't compare him laughing when he's an adult. Families in One Piece often share similar laughs, it seems. Unless you're a devil fruit user, that also changes your laughter apparently hm.

There's probably even more similarities between their behaviour, thinking patterns and expressions than I managed to find. I find it suspicious considering those two did not grow up together, so why are they so similar when they're both children?

I dunno if whole D. clan is an actual family, but I think Law and Luffy definitely had a shared ancestor and probably not that far in the past. Very curious since they're from East Blue and North Blue, the two seas mentioned to be the hardest to travel from one another.

Many people speculated Dragon isn't related to Garp or Luffy because they don't really look that much alike, but if you compare Monkey, Trafalgar and Gol family members together you can start to see some pattern emerging: they all have naturally black ruffled hair Potter-family style (you're welcome for that comparison you never wanted to notice and now you can't unsee haha). I wonder if Joyboy will also be revealed of sporting similar style of hair.

[broshot]

Ooo can you also do Nanami and Sukuna for the near death reader? Loved the ones for Megumi and Gojo!

a/n: hello!! of course I can do that♡ thank you for the request! I'm just a hater when it comes to sukuna so I'll be making him the most ooc there is! (I've never really written stuff for these two so I hope they're not too bad) also I'm so so so sorry for writing this so late, I've had a big writing block recently so this isn't my best writing but I just needed to post this for you all

here's the one with megumi and gojo!

cw/tw: gn!reader, hurt w comfort (angst to fluff), hurt reader, mentions of death + blood, confession in sukuna's part, probs a bit (or very) ooc,

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nanami kento

he wasn't a person who talked about his feelings, and he definitely didn't show them. he was polite and professional, not so polite when he was fighting but that didn't matter. he always had the same blank and bored expression on his face, sometimes it turned into annoyed and angry but he never smiled or looked sad.

until he met you. he fell in love with you instantly, though he tried to convince himself that he definitely wasn't in love. he wanted to share his life with you, both his good and bad days.

you made him smile and laugh, you made him happy. he swears the day he confessed to you was his luckiest and happiest day and he never ever wanted to lose you. he swore he would protect you.

but his promise didn't seem very true anymore. you were sitting against a wall with your head in an uncomfortable position. he rushed over to you and tried to wake you up as you seemed to just be unconscious, probably fainted and nothing worse.

"can you hear me, sweetheart?" he asked, softly lifting your chin up. that's when he noticed the deep cut on your neck. it was bleeding a lot, how did he not notice all the blood before?

"wake up," he said, feeling the panic rush up faster and faster. you need to stay calm, he thought to himself but it wasn't really working.

his hands seemed to work on their own as he softly pressed a piece of cloth onto your wound, trying to stop the bleeding.

"what's up? I'm in a tight spot right now." he heard gojo's unusually serious voice on the other side of the phone. when had he called gojo?

"uh, I need help. (name)'s bleeding a lot. could you send someone over?" he couldn't recognize his own voice, it sounded distant and a bit too high to be his.

"I'll be over in a second," was all he heard gojo say before a familiar frame arrived right next to him.

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you opened your eyes and quickly tried to get up. the fight was all you had in mind, you couldn't waste even a second, you had to be there.

but you were stopped by a huge wave of pain all over your body. your head was hurting and so was your neck, and you were suddenly aware of how sore all of your muscles were. you were laying in a bed, probably in a hospital somewhere. before you could even think about what happened yesterday that got you in this position, you noticed nanami sleeping on the chair next to you.

"honey?" you whispered and to your surprise, he immediately wake up.

"sweetheart. you're alive." he breathed out before rushing over to you. he pulled you close to his chest, softly wrapping his arms around your body.

"yeah, I was-" you started but a sound stopped your words. you heard a quiet sob from him. he was crying.

"I thought I lost you," he sobbed, his voice wobbly and weak.

you didn't say anything. you just hugged him back.

"I don't ever want to lose you, love, never," he continued. "if you die I'll never love anyone again. please don't leave me like that."

"I'll do my best to stay alive for you," you whispered. "I love you.

"I love you too. I'll make sure you're protected next time."

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sukuna

the king of curses shouldn't fear anything, right?

so why was he shaking from fear right now?

"I'm not scared, I'm just angry," he repeated for the nth time in his head. he could never be scared, really. but still, being scared was the only thing that felt acceptable for him right now. he was scared he'd lose you, the love of his life, all because he wasn't careful.

he had been practicing to control his cursed energy in different ways and had accidentally hit you with a huge energy boost. it didn't fully hit you, but it made a deep cut on the right side of your neck. and you were bleeding. you were bleeding a lot.

he stood next to you as you laid on the ground. he couldn't fully process what was happening, but soon enough his knees gave up and he fell down next to you.

curses are able to cry.

he had never cried before this, he never had any reasons to cry before this. but he was fully sobbing while looking down at your body. he could almost see the life bleeding out of you and he couldn't do anything about it.

then he remembered a thing or two.

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you felt a stinging pain on your neck as you woke up. you groaned and tried to sit up, but you were quickly stopped by a pair of hands.

"sukuna?"

"(name), you're alive," you heard him say.

"yeah, why wouldn't I be?" you asked. he stayed quiet. "sukuna.. what happened?"

he sighed before explaining the situation fully. "I'm really sorry for that, I swear I didn't try to hit you and I didn't do it on purpose, I feel really bad about it and to think that I almost killed the only person I truly love, I'm such a disappointment," he rambled.

you were speechless. the fact that he almost killed you was shocking enough but on top of that he also loved you.

"I'm sorry, I don't know what took over me. I was just.. thinking out loud and I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable-" he kept rambling but you cut him off by placing your hand on his cheek. he looked up at you, clearly surprised by your action.

"relax, you didn't make me uncomfortable. and I forgive you for, you know, almost killing me. and I love you too."

"wait what? you.. do you really?" he asked, clearly not believing his ears.

"more than anything."

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this is WAY worse than the last one omg I'm so sorry AAAAAAAA anyways, recommend characters you want me to do this with (if you want to see more characters w this prompt)

you can also recommend other stuff for me to write! :D

masterlist is on my profile but I haven't updated it in a while

[the-monkeies-girl]

'come back' this 'why dont you just quit' that SHUT UP ART TAKES TIME and i'M GOING THROUGH STUFF. I swear I'm working on stuff for other characters Caesar is my comfort CHARACTER THO.

Before the Sun.

Caesar was teetering between deep sleep and a lucid state, the fluttering of his eyelids were indicative of that. A soft smile tugged its way onto your expression, fallen with slumber itself as you had only just woken up a minute prior. The Ape King was vulnerable, or at least so you thought as your stare studied the way Caesar was resting on his stomach, his shoulders rising and falling with an inclined pace of drowsiness. It was rare in and of itself to see the broad body of him sleeping, every carnal and primal intent seeped out of the very tips of his fur the night before casting in you in a naked hue beside him.

He never slid his entire large frame on your side, save for the usual arm that was spread against your roused body, ultimately keeping you pinned between the rippled muscles under his thickened furred forearm and the animal hides that helped cushion the nest below on your back. 

It was hard to see the angles of his face much to your displeasure as the dawn had yet to crest itself into the shared bed bringing with it the first morning light that played shadows of delicacies against Caesar’s already sharpened features. Instead, you found your fingers dragging against the grain of Caesar’s furred arm, upwards towards his bicep, never admitting that you longed to have him awake but that was the intent deep inside of your dozy train of thought. 

There was a grumble of a baritone from the Ape beside you. “You… should be sleeping…” “I could say the same.” The retort you had was quick as if you anticipated his words, a smile of acute fondness taking hold against the edges of your lips. Caesar processed your words slowly, hearing the infliction you had used and without even looking towards you, he was able to deduce that you had been smiling. Something he himself desired to see. The Chimp was still lingering in a dream-state as he rolled his gaze open just long enough to make minor eye contact that cause you to yearn to see the green-gold of his irises looking at you and only you as if it were the first time making such intimate contact in the first place. It felt ardent and aggressive, the way that your heart fluttered against your ribcage with his next words, the deep richness like silken honey enough to keep you captivated. “Hm… Council meeting… This morning. Must… Wake soon.”

The words made sense but you were unwilling to waver to them as did Caesar as you were pulled inwards towards him. As if the 'C' shaped position he held his hand against your exposed skin, exploding the nerves to the point of exasperated goosebumps, was gravity itself and you found it difficult not to help the equation by rolling and bringing your face into his neck. You could almost feel the movement of the ripping muscles of Caesar's jugular as he adjusted his head for your placement, always happy and fulfilled to let his face press into the crown of your head as you puzzled your expression into his neck. Eyelids fluttered shut at the impact that felt so natural.

His scent was indescribable as usual to your waking nostrils which then began to tangle happily with the dreams that you imagined were ingrained in some deepened part of your subconscious. Deeply stuck with notes of the Muir Woods, the vines snaking up the trees and musk as if Caesar had accidentally rubbed his shoulder against dampened foliage and the tiny droplets of moisture were still clinging to the frayed tips of his fur.

All so inviting and all too alluring as your eyelids fluttered shut in drowsed bliss for a split second longer than you would have liked as you wanted to do nothing more than admire Caesar before he needed to trudge himself out of the nest to begin his day. Shoulders strong and wide, gait paced and sure. Green and golden catapulted irises that were so intent and detailed on all aspects around him that it was a spectacle itself to watch Caesar scan the Colony in search of answers that bore no inquiry to being with. All things that translated and transcended all attention from Apes and Humans alike in his presense.

“It’s not morning yet…” Your voice is barely above a whisper as Caesar chortled in response, a mixture of innate affection from your teasing phrase and the way that your breath catapulted against his fur, sinking in from the proximity your face was to his thickened neck into his skin below and shattering against it like fire against an ice sheet. Canines peeking out momentarily which captivated your faltering gaze before they rested shut permanently, consumed by the warmth that Caesar always provided along with the shield of protection that always lingered around your Mate.

"The Sun's not even up..." That tapered off with a slumber filled yawn against Caesar's fur, a few strands letting them case between your lips as you beckoned your body closer to the Ape and entangling yourself further much to Caesar's adamance to wake sooner rather than later.

Feeling you soft against his harder body coated with pristine and thickly dense muscles, the ricochets of your breathing along his neck and down the scape towards where his shoulder fused all tempted him to linger, to stay and bide time that was meant for a meeting. Caesar could spare a few moments, maybe even minutes if you wanted to be more persuasive.

You could feel the pressing of ovals against your side as his grip on your tender and naked flesh became more possessive and coated with intentions that were fluttering against the horizon just like the Sun itself. He'd wait to get up until it had risen. Despite it being a Human Technicality. Caesar would have it no other way as he grunted quietly, fusing your body against his to keep warm for the rest of the pre-dawn morn.

[thefanficmonster]

Piss off your parents pt.1

PART 2

PART 3

Colby Brock x Reader (Female)

Warnings: Drinking, Swearing

Genre: FLUFF, Friends to Lovers, Fake Dating, RPF (Real Person Fic)

Summary: You just wanted to rebel a little, how did it get to this?

"Y/N, you're fucking insane." Colby grumbles, struggling as he unbuckles one of his best friends out of the backseat of his car. She, however, seems completely unbothered by him maneuvering her into an upright position. She's giggling, actually, a direct contrast to her mascara streaked cheeks. She's drunk, wasted. Three sheets to the wind, if you will.

He already had to put two other drunk messes to bed tonight, Y/N's his third. He should be getting paid per person and per difficulty. Nate was the easiest to subdue, followed by Sam who put up a brief 'I'm not even drunk, dudeeee' kind of fight. And now her.

The party was at Sam's house so the previous two didn't require any special treatment other than being dunked into Sam's bed. Y/N however...

She'd pleaded with Colby, the most sober one of the bunch, to just let her be. Let loose, get drunk, flirt around a bit. That being said, four hours later - two hours past her curfew - when he tried prying her away from the drink table she put up one hell of a fight.

"You have the balance of a newborn giraffe! You're done! I'm cutting you off!" He'd yelled over the music, hearing his own parents' scolding in his tone but he ignored it. He had to take on the parenting role with his friends, it was his turn after all. He knows they'd do the same - they've done the same - when he was plastered. He owed them the same curtesy. Especially Y/N.

She's usually on parenting duty, not really on the heavy drinker side. But after the fight with her parents she told him about earlier, he can't blame her for wanting to drown it out with a few extra shots.

A few too many extra shots.

He was planning on just safely storing her in one of the guestrooms for the night and playing nurse the following morning when all three would undoubtedly have a hangover. But that's when Y/N's cognitive thought kicked in.

"My parents are gonna kill me if I don't make it home tonight! I can't sleep here!" She was - and still is - heavily slurring her words but the thought of further pissing off her folks drove her into an almost sobering panic. "Call me an Uber while I find my shoes. What time is it?"

Colby had carefully dodged around answering that question, knowing it would send her into a full blown heart attack knowing she was running so late. He tried telling her on time but she'd blown him off, saying she didn't care about the stupid curfew or at least that's how much he'd caught from her string of slurred rambles.

"You're not getting an Uber at this hour. Come on, I'll drive you." He'd said reassuringly as he picked up one of her stray shoes.

They soon found the second one and her missing purse and within fifteen minutes they'd gotten in his car and were gliding down the road with the speed of a tortoise. At this point in time Colby was neither drunk nor tipsy but that didn't stop him from sweating bullets as he operated the vehicle.

"I don't wanna go to Barton!" He'd believed she was asleep after the long stretch of silence following their departure so her sudden exclamation was quite startling.

"You won't, Y/N. You're coming with us to LA, remember?" He believed in that lie as much as she did, but he needed to soothe her somehow.

"Not according to mom! I'm gonna be stuck here in Kansas all my life!" Her anger was now engulfed by sobs Colby gently offered tissues for.

He stayed quiet and let her ramble, only partially listening to the words spilling directly from her heart. He especially tried drowning out the part where she went on a whole rant abut her massive crush on Nate.

But, alas, he wasn't successful, seeing as how he was white-knuckle-gripping the steering wheel more than half the way to her house.

That's how they've ended up here - one a giggly and mascara stained drunken mess and the other a bitter and regretfully sober babysitter. Well, babysitter, Uber driver and therapist all in one. He really should start charging for his services.

He wraps one of Y/N's arms around his shoulders, securing it there by holding her hand while his other arm fixates itself around her waist to keep her upright and at least semi steady on her feet.

With a silent prayer, he tries pushing the front door open with zero luck. It's locked.

He's cycling through all the stages of grief as he comes to terms with the fact that he will, unfortunately, have to ring the bell and alert Y/N's parents of their arrival.

He does just that, although quite begrudgingly, sighing heavily when he sees a light turn on through one of the windows. The sound of oncoming footsteps follows.

His eyes are soon met with the unpleasant glare of Y/N's mom who - as he's picked up on from their handful of interactions - already isn't very fond of him.

Just him!

She's lovely to Sam and Nate, but he's not extended the same curtesy. You can visibly see the air around her get colder when she approaches him whereas she's always been so kind and welcoming to the other two people in their friend group. He hasn't been able to figure out why. Bringing it up to Y/N proved futile as she just shrugged and shook her head.

"No clue, Colbs. But don't take it personally. She's just like that." She had said, but it didn't sit right with Colby. It made no sense. And it continues to bother him.

And unnerve him, specifically now as he's being stared down by her icy gaze.

"I'm sorry to bother you, Mrs. Y/L/N....just bringing Y/N home. She had a little too much to drink." There's no way in hell he could've concealed her drunkenness. She's hanging off of him with her head bowed, her hair forming a curtain over her face. He wouldn't be surprised if he were to find her already asleep.

"You know where her room is." There's an edge to her scoff that could slit a man's throat, but Colby chooses not to dwell on it. Truly, he can't, seeing as how she's already moving away from the doorway and down the hall into the living room, leaving him to deal with the mess she thinks he caused.

He can't find it in himself to be offended right now, although he probably will be later. He has bigger fish to fry.

And so, with his options limited, he opts to pick her up bridal style so he can easily carry her up the stairs. He hopes to God her parents don't see this and get the wrong idea.

Oh if he only knew what's to come...

As carefully as he can, he settles his unconscious best friend on her bed, tucking her in. He's murmuring reassuring words under his breath as he does so, not sure if they're meant for her or him but in the end it all works out.

"Night, Y/N." With that whispered in the darkness of the room and a gentle kiss on her temple, he makes his exit, briefly stopping at the bottom of the stairs to peek into the living room, "Good night, Mrs. Y/L/N."

"It's almost morning." Her reply is on-par with most of their interactions so he just pushes past it, shaking his head slightly before leaving out the front door.

As he does so, he notices the sky has taken on a brighter shade of blue, signaling Y/N's mom really wasn't exaggerating. With a sigh, he gets back behind the wheel, heading to Sam's house to check on his other two patients.

* * * * *

Her head is pounding but you'd never be able to tell from the giant grin on her face as she sprints through the neighborhood, skipping through backyards and hopping the occasional fence to cut the trip short. The strap of a duffle bag is slung over her shoulder, she's clutching onto it tightly. It has all her belongings in it, after all. It's of upmost importance she doesn't lose it.

That's be rather unfortunate right after spontaneously moving out, wouldn't it?

She wouldn't say she got kicked out of the house per-se. That would indicate that she was thrown out against her will. Quite the contrary actually. She was more than happy to leave. Had she known those were the magic words, she would've said them so much sooner.

She catches herself before she can make a face-first collision with Sam's front door, stopping to catch her breath and knock a couple of times. And a couple more times. And a few more times.

It's safe to say she's impatient. But with the news she has, you can't blame her.

"Stop! Stop!" A disheveled Sam finally opens the door, one hand partially covering his pale face, "Too loud..."

Y/N gives herself a moment to feel guilty and hug him apologetically before dashing inside. "Colby's here, right?"

"Yeah!" She hears his voice coming from the kitchen and immediately makes a beeline in his direction, dropping her bag in the foyer.

Upon entry, she finds Colby and Nate sitting by the kitchen island, both in different stages of 'the morning after'. Despite the crippling headache, however, the latter finds it in him to give her a genuine smile, sliding off the stool to envelop her in a hug.

"Aww, is someone hungover?" She mocks Nate, sneaking a sip from his Gatorade.

"Hey!" He complains, reaching over to snatch the bottle from her, "Give it back! I need it way more than you do."

Colby, unable to stomach their interaction - for reasons he doesn't want to get into right now - busies himself by looking down at his phone.

He's known of Y/N's little crush on Nate for months now. At first it was only speculation based off her demeanor around him. And then it was more like a punch to the gut when she tipsily confirmed it one night.

"Colbs?" Her voice snaps him out of his brief bitter spiral, forcing him to look up, "Can I borrow you outside for a sec?"

He's struggled with saying 'no' to her since the day they met. Not that he wants to turn her down, he just wishes he could.

And wishes she didn't. Without even knowing it. Turn him down, that is.

With a nod, he follows her out to the patio where the sun isn't kind to either of them, adding gasoline to the fire of their raging hangovers.

"Sup?" Try as he might, he has never been good at feigning nonchalance around her.

It's surprising to see her nervous. For once, he believes their playing field to be even. "So...I've got good news wrapped up in bad news."

Her words would panic him a lot more had she not come in like a force of nature with a gleaming smile adorning her face. Still, it's not at the top of the list of things he wants to hear on a Saturday morning. So, with an exaggerated sigh, he signals for her to continue, "I'm all ears. The last twenty four hours can't get much worse."

He watches her face twist as she cringes, well aware she's about to prove him wrong, "Well...." With a deep breath, she finally spits it out, "The good news is, I'm coming with you guys to LA."

Colby doesn't spare a second, momentarily forgetting the bad news she'd mentioned as he scoops her up in a hug, "No fucking way! Hell yeah! I fucking told you!" He can't describe the immense joy and relief he's feeling right now. "Kiss that Barton College shit goodbye!"

Giggling, Y/N kicks her feet, looking for solid ground beneath them. Not that she's in a rush to be set back down. In fact, for a split second, she wishes this moment could last forever.

But, she's aware it's impossible.

Suddenly, she feels guilt creeping in for even letting that thought run loose in her head. She doesn't even know how or why it popped up.

She just knows she's about to ruin it all.

"One problem..." It's actually far more than one, but they'll dissect that later on. She just has to get the main one out the way, "You see, how that came to be...."

"You have no shame! You get wasted at parties, break rules, come home past curfew." Mrs. Y/L/N's voice is shaking the house, echoing twice as loudly in Y/N's head as she's just trying to eat a bowl of cereal. "Random people are bringing you home at dawn!"

She has the gull to argue back, "Colby is not just some random person, mom!"

"Oh yeah, he of all people was the one bringing you home! What the hell, Y/N?!"

Her mom has never liked Colby. The problem is, no one knows why. Y/N isn't sure if her mom even knows why. She tried asking once, it didn't go over so well.

But that's when two and two click together into a four in her head - a bright idea. Actually, 'dim' would be better. Nothing bright is welcome within her proximity with the splitting headache she's nursing.

Without a second thought, she blurts out: "What's so wrong with having my boyfriend take me home after a party?"

Her words ring out like a gunshot in the quiet house. Yet they are nothing in comparison to the explosion of her mother's anger in response.

Colby's mouth is hanging open, his gaze piercing through more so than focusing on his friend.

She, on the other hand, is sweating bullets, anxiously waiting for him to say something and break the long silence that has fallen upon them. When he doesn't, she wills herself to whisper a mousy little "I'm sorry."

Finally, a voice leaves his parted lips: "Y/N, you're fucking insane."

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Warning: sexual content, fluff , crying , yelling, hot passionate creamy sex , oral sex , soft Jake , angry Jake , grammar mistakes, etc

Pairings: Jake X fem reader

18+ mdni

Little moments with Jake made him your pillar of comfort, the way the two of you instinctively knew what eachother needed without having to say a word .

There was never any awkwardness between you and him . The two of you completely see-through to only eachother. The connection so deep and pure you never wanted him to be more than a friend.

That doesn't mean you didn't find Jake attractive. You thought he was the most beautiful person you'd ever met , and he thought the same of you . And two of you did loved eachother very much .

You just made it clear that you didn't want immature feelings and hormones to take over and ruin the beautiful thing you and Jake had .

You were soul tied with Jake emotionally. He was your everything. But it was never more than that , you never allowed it to be .

Jake would seek to you for comfort when he went through a break up or any fights with his girlfriends and you would do the same with him with your boyfriends.

You knew Jake would never see you as a sexual partner anyway because you were not pretty or anything special, but he never found the same emotional connection with any other girl he ever dated no matter how pretty. That's why he always circled back to you , and you to him.

Years of this went on . Most people refused to believe you and Jake weren't dating. You understood why .

You and Jake were touchy with eachother because y'all were comfortable with eachother. Hugs was daily must and falling asleep with him happened way too often for you to control.

His presence was comforting, you couldn't help but fall asleep when he was with you just laying in bed sometimes.

And that's exactly what had happened just now . Jake sleeping on his back with his arm out , with you sleeping next to him with your head on his shoulder . How you got into that position was unknown, it just happened like always.

But it was all interrupted when someone's phone started buzzing. Waking the both of you up , but neither of you wanting to move .

"shit y|n-" Jake groan as the sudden sharp pain hit his arm. It had fallen asleep from your head resting on it .

He didnt even have to tell you , you groan and lifted your head off his shoulder and instead lay on his chest , stuffing your face into him as he lifted his stiff arm and wrapped it around you before looking for the phone that was buzzing with his other hand .

"ugh" Jake fusses as he answered the call . Your eyes are closed , wanting to get more sleep but you ears listened closely to Jake's conversation.

"yeah yeah we're coming we're coming" Jake sat up , making you roll over and lie on your side , still wanting to sleep more .

"alright Jesus" Jake spoke as he cut the call and tossed his phone back into the sheets before turning at you .

"get up" Jake nudged you hip before letting out a yawn and running his fingers through his messy hair . You whine in irritating, not moving from your comfortable position in bed .

"we're late y|n. Josh is having a fit . I swear to god we need to stop falling asleep like this" he spoke , letting out a light chuckle as he nudged you again .

"I don't wanna come. Tell him I'm sick" you mumble, with your face squished into the pillow .

"yeah sure" Jake snickered. "I know you , you'll say you don't wanna come but then when I leave you'll cry because you got left out. Get your ass up" Jake smacked you lightly this time and you groaned again , knowing he was right .

"coomee on" he dragged , practically lifting you off the bed but you fell to the floor , deliberately being stubborn in order to get babied by him but he just walks off leaving you on the ground, knowing you'll just get up on your own eventually .

He headed to the bathroom and you just lay on the floor for him to finish . He had a quick shower and came out with a towel around his waist .

You got off the floor once he came out and you went in . The smell of his shampoo and body wash heated the bathroom. You hummed at the soothing feeling as you took your own clothes off to shower .

The both of you dressed and finally left to the party that josh was hosting. Y'all were almost 2 hours late but that was early for you two .

"ah look who it is" josh says as the two of you enter while you bickered about the heels you were wearing and Jake just told you to suck it up .

"hi Josh" you say with a wide smile as you hug him before he broke the hug and did the same to Jake.

"no, why bother coming even?" Josh said sarcastically.

"oh shut up" Jake mumbled to him before you caught eye of some of your friends and you scurried off to them , leaving Jake with his brothers.

A couple hours went by and the party had shifted to Josh's backyard. You had gone to get drinks for everyone at your table , somehow balancing them all in your two hands as you came up to the picnic table outside where they were sitting.

But you noticed Anna had taken your seat next to Jake . She had been trying to get under Jake's pants all summer , but Jake had told you how annoying she was and how he'd never get with her.

"there she is! C'mere" Jake slapped his palms in his thighs and gestured for you to sit on his lap , noticing you had nowhere to sit .

You smile widely as you passed out the drinks on the table and sat on his thighs diagonally, his arm instinctively rested over your thighs with his other hand grabbing his drink .

"what'd I miss?" You as you took a sip of your own drink , making yourself comfortable on Jake's lap as you noticed the whole table was turned to the small lit up cement dance floor in Josh's backyard.

"there , look at how desperate Joe is" Jake leaned to your ear as he pointed to the dance floor subtly . Your eyes caught Joe dancing with letta , practically throwing himself at her, and she at him .

"oh he's definitely getting laid tonight" You let out a laugh as you noticed letta was throughly enjoy the attention.

"that's exactly what I said!" Jake chirped as the whole table continued to watch the dance floor . You could tell Anna was annoyed that you were sitting on Jake's lap but you couldn't give a damn .

"oh my god!" Jake perked when the song changed , almost instinctively you reacted the same way . The both of you loved that song , Jessie's Girl .

You were already off his lap as he dragged you over to the dance floor. Josh , Danny and other others too came to join. You noticed Anna still stayed there sulking as she watched Jake pull you into him by your hips before his hand snaked behind you and rested on the small of your back .

You loved dancing with Jake . He always made you feel so comfortable with yourself. The way he'd twirl you and cheer you on when you let yourself out truely made you happy .

By the time the song ended you were dancing with Sam somehow, he was making you laugh your guts out with his sillyness until it was interrupted by Anna .

"be honest with me. Are you and Jake fucking or not?" Anna asked making you stop dacing and turn to her while Sam continued dancing with some girl .

"excuse me?" You scoff . She wasn't even dating Jake , she had no right to be up in his ass.

"he's my best friend Anna" you respond.

"yeah yeah I know that bullshit. But y'all fuck don't y'all?" She spat rudely , ruining your mood .

"no Anna we don't fuck. And you should mind your own business" you spit back with the same energy she gave out .

"Jake is my business. I really like him. And if y'all aren't fucking you should back off and let other people have a chance .It's clear you're only friends with him because you're too ugly to fuck anyway. He'll never see you as anything more than just a friend so fuck off out of his personal space. it's fucking suffocating. He's going to be depressed and bitchless because you won't get off his back" she spat as she walked away . You couldn't help the way your mouth hung open and the tears that blurred your vision.

You were off the dance floor and into the house, locking yourself in the bathroom as you tried to tell yourself Anna was just being a bitch because she was jealous.

She was pretty, prettier that you . Blonde long hair , pretty lips , clear skin , blue eyes , perfect body . A total babe . You were not particularly slim , and you didn't have pretty eyes or pretty hair or clear skin . You were funnier than her for sure but that wasn't something men found fuckable did they ?

You ended up bawling your eyes out and crying. What little confidence you had was shattered like glass.

"y|n?" You were startled when you heard Jake call out for you somewhere in the house .

"where are you ?" He called out again and you heard his footsteps against the floor with the party music still playing loudly in the distance.

Your nose was clogged and you knew you'd sound like a weeping mess if your answered, instead you wiped your face before turning on the tap to wash it , trying to to hide the fact that you were crying.

"y|n you in here?" Jake called , knocking on the door when he heard the tap running in the bathroom.

"yeah" you answer, trying to muffle out your voice with the water .

"what's wrong? You've been gone for a while . You okay?" He asks . How you wished to fall into his embrace and cry into him .

"yeah" you answer in monotone, almost in the same way you answered him before.

"Anna's been practically molesting me and I've been waiting for you to come save me but you're taking ages" Jake complained.

You accidentally let out a grunt when you were reminded of Anna .

"do you have a guy in there!?" He asked in amusement as he turned the door knob but it was locked . You could hear the smile on his voice.

"No!" You immediately say as you turned the tap off .

"lies!" Jake chuckled as he rattled the doorknob again .

You just had to open the door or you'd never hear the end of it from him .

You opened the door to find him immediately swinging the door open, disappointed to find no one in there but you . Then his eyes fell your red puffy face that you tried to hide by looking down .

His demeanor immediately dropped, all amusement vanished from his face as worry came over it .

"what happened!?" He asked , like as if seeing you cry made him want to cry too . You couldn't even look at Jake after what Anna said. She was right , but she didn't have to hit you with realisation like that .

"What's wrong?" Jake cooed, pulling you into him as he wrapped his arms around you . the sadness dripping from his voice made you want break down even more .

"I wanna go home" you broke away from before he barely hugged you . You wiped your nose hard and avoided eye contact.

"okay" he spoke, you could hear that he was hurt . He tucked your hair behind your ear to get a better took at your face .

"let's go" he held your wrist and began to walk but you pulled your hand out of his grip and he looked at you confused and hurt.

"no I'll go on my own" you say.

"are you crazy? And leave me alone with Anna? Why can't I take you ? What's going on with you?" Jake shot at you .

"I- i- I just- don't feel good" you lied , a heavy breath leaving you .

"y|n tell me what happened right now or I swear to god-!" Jake spoke , not buying your lies , pointing his finger at you as he spoke but he was interrupted.

"jakeyy" Anna whined as she came in through the back door.

"not now Anna I'm going to take y|n home" Jake immediately cut her off as he reached to grab your wrist again in attempt to drag you out of there and escape from her .

"is she so incapable of leaving herself or is she just pretending so she gets your attention?" Anna spoke , you could tell she was slightly tipsy .

"excuse me!?" Jake stopped in his tracks and glared at her .

"Jake-" you call, trying to tell him not to get worked up .

"I don't think you have the right to talk about her like that" Jake warned her .

"why are you always defending her!? Are you fucking her or what !?" She yells.

"That's none of your business! she's my best friend and she's better than you'll even be you senseless bitch!" Jake yells back and your jaw drops at his aggressive tone and words.

"why are you even here in the first place!? No one even invited you! Anyone here would defend y|n because they know her and they know she's amazing and isn't a dick hungry snob like you!" Jake bellowed.

"yeah I bet she fucks them all too! like the slut she so explicitly is!" Anna screamed as her eyes went teary .

"Jake!" You grabbed his arms as he strides across the room to her , almost like he was going to hit her .

"woah woah woah! What is going on in here!?" Sam rushed in from the backdoor, with Josh pushing behind him after hearing the yelling.

"get this bitch out of your party josh. I never wanna see her with any of us again . And me and y|n are going home" Jake spoke before grabbing your wrist again and pulling you right out of the house without looking back .

"you let that bitch get to you, didn't you?" Jake spoke as soon as the two of you got into the car .

"what bullshit did she tell you that you huh!?" Jake yelled at you . Speaking to you in the same way he spoke to Anna.

"Jake just take me home" you say , your voice shaky from holding back your tears. He realised he was yelling at you and his anger dropped .

He does as you ask without saying another word, starting the car and driving straight home , you could feel his worried eyes glancing over at you every 10 second on the ride.

He pulled up at your house and you immediately got out , Jake running after you into your home .

"y|n I'm sorry I yelled at you" Jake spoke as you slipped your shoes off . He sounded so worried like he could almost cry.

"Jake" you say, turning to him but looking at his feet .

"thank your for dropping me home. but I think you should go" you say , trying so hard not to cry . Because you knew if you started to cry Jake would never leave your side and stay with you the whole night . But you needed space from him even though you wanted nothing but to cry in his arms .

"what-" Jake was speechless. You'd never asked Jake to leave . Ever . And you never spoke to him so formally . It was like you'd built up a wall between the two of you .

He stood there , wondering if you were so upset because of Anna or because he yelled at you . The fact that you seemed to have a problem with him made him consider the latter .

"please-" your voice cracks and Jake's heart pangs at the feeling of you pushing him away . Jake knew when you needed space . But it was never space from him that you needed.

"y|n- i- I'm s-" Jake tried to speak , you could hear he was tearing up .

"Jake please" You force in frustration. You wouldn't be able to bare to see him cry , not because of you for sure .

He stayed silent for a few moments , trying to find the strength in him to agree to you . He knew something was very wrong . But if you didn't want him around what could he do?

"okay" he forced , his voice a weak strain.

You take a deep breath to prepare yourself for him to turn and walk out the door.

"I'm sorry" he said again , thinking somehow it was something he'd done.

You didn't have the strength to speak and explain to him and just watched him leave instead, before closing the door behind him .

Finally let out the sobs you'd been holding up.

You crawled into your bed and hugged your pillow to your chest as your clenched in pain. You could smell remnants of Jake's scent from previous times he'd slept in your bed , it helped lull you to sleep .

Jake went home anxious , wondering what upset you and when you were going to call him and ask him to come over and just cuddle you to sleep. But you never did . He stayed up all night tossing and turning in bed , clutching his phone in his fist in case you called .

As soon as dawn broke, Jake was out of bed. He couldn't take it anymore. The thoughts were consuming him and he couldn't handle the thought of you pushing him away .

So he headed over to your house with chocolates and a whole bunch of other stuff .

You knew it was Jake when you heard your doorbell. He usually never rings the doorbell, he was always welcome and just walked in whenever he wanted . He knew the passcode.

But you didn't want to wake up and open the door for him . You hoped he'd just go away if you didn't open the door.

You fell back to sleep after a few long minutes of silence . Until you were woken up by a strong arm wrapping around your waist before you felt someone cuddle into you from behind, spooning you . You were half asleep until you realised it was Jake .

"hey princess" you heard him speak right by your ear , his voice so soothing it almost lulled you right back to sleep .

But the recollection of everything Anna said to you last night played in your head . You lifted his arm off you and sat up .

"I wanted to cuddle" Jake says , you could tell he had that half pout on his face .

"get yourself a girlfriend then" you say , it came out more ruder than you intended.

"what the fuck is your problem?" Jake sits up with you , to look at you . The tone of his voice was harsh like how he'd yelled at Anna last night.

"I'm sorry-" your voice cracks before you take in a shaky breath, trying your best not to just burst out and cry in his arms.

He grabbed your arm and pulled you back to lay down with him , he immediately spooned you and held you tight so you couldn't escape.

"tell me what's wrong" he spoke sternly, as if he was warning you .

You closed your eyes tight and just embraced the feeling of his arms around you.

"Anna" you spoke. You knew if you spoke any more you'd start crying.

"what did she tell you babe" jake presses , caressing your shoulder as if he was rewarding you for opening up or coaxing you to talk to him.

"that-" you didn't expect the sob you let out once to tried to speak. You'd been holding it in too long and you just needed him to comfort you while you cry in his arms.

Jake hugged you tighter , his hand caressed your hair . You turned on your other side to face him, burying yourself into his chest as you cried softly , your fist gripping his tshirt on his sides.

Jake's heart tightened , his arm holding you tight with his lips pressed against your forehead , gently caressing your hair.

"am I in your way?" You ask after a few minutes of crying, your voice muffled into his chest .

"what do you mean?" Jake asks .

"you know... Am I reason your relationships never work out?" You elaborate.

"Anna said you were in her way?" Jake asks . Indirectly avoiding the question.

"y|n if you were in my way I would be with her right now and not you . She was the one in our way" he spoke , squeezing you .

"But why didn't you want to be with her. She's pretty" you ask , still speaking into his chest.

"You know how she is . I don't like her" Jake answered.

"Why not ?" You ask and he doesn't answer, he was thinking of a response.

"Do you like me? " You ask softly into his clothes chest . The question raised a silence in the room . A sudden tension. You lifted your face out of his chest to look at him with your red puffy eyes .

"I love you" Jake spoke in a soft whisper , his hand slipping up your arm to cup your cheek , tucking your hair behind your ear.

Jake told you he loved you on a daily basis and so did you. But the look he had on his face when he said it this time made it seem different. You didn't know what he meant.

You just stared at him , waiting for him to confirm he meant it as a friend. But his eyes were panicky and nervous.

his thumb caressed your cheek bone to distract you as he leaned down and pressed his lips against your forehead in a gentle peck before pulling you back into his chest , hugging you tight as he if wanted to hide from you .

"please let don't get mad at me for wishing we were more than friends" he confessed , you wanted to scream at him but you decided to just listen , breathing in his scent from his chest .

"I know you said that you were grateful that I was never those guys that secretly wanted to fuck . And I'm not-!" He continued.

"I just can't find you in any girl and I don't want any other girl if it's not you" he says.

"Sure they're pretty and hot . But I don't click with them like how I do with you . And you're so beautiful as a bonus. I think I actually might be in love with you. Like- LOVE love y'know?" Jake confesses .

"I don't want you to think I just was only your friend because I wanted your body. And I don't want to lose you as a friend because you're everything to me. And I can't see myself with anyone but you" Jake says as your tears sleep into his tshirt.

"so yeah I guess- I guess you are the reason my relationships don't work" he concludes, releasing his arms around you slightly.

"I'm sorry" he apologizes when he realises he's probably upset you .

"have you thought about it though?" You ask , breaking the silence. Suprisingly you weren't mad at him .

"thought about what?" He asks , confused.

"fucking me" you state as you break away from his chest again to look at his face . He seemed to be cringing at your harsh statement.

"never" he said. "Some nights I dream of making love to you though" he confesses softly.

"I just want to be with you y|n. You have all of my love" he says , looking straight into your teary eyes .

"show me" you blurt. You were overwhelmed and overflowing with feelings . But you meant what you said . Jake's eyes widened in shock , a sudden nervousness overcame him.

"what-?" He whispered, almost like a gasp .

"Show me how you'd love me" you rephrase .

You wanted to know what Jake felt like. And you wanted to know how much he felt . You wanted to know how much he cared. You wouldn't hate it.

The two of you were already pretty much soulmates and you didn't want hormones to ruin it. But if Jake meant what he said , you might be looking at it the wrong way. Maybe y'all were meant for eachother more than just friends.

"a-are you sure-?" He was panicking. You could tell by his eyes and the way his body was now tense .

"It's not like we can go back to being friends now anyway. So show me how you feel" you say and Jake realised you were right .

You watched his eyes nervously look down at your lips . You knew he was debating and overthinking whether to kiss you or not.

Suddenly you see a confidence force through him . Like he'd mentally told his nerves to calm the fuck down and grow a pair because this was the only chance he'd get to show you how he felt.

He leaned to your face slowly "can I?" He asks , his lips barely an inch from yours. You nod in response, you were equally nervous.

"words y|n" he says.

"yes" you speak as his lips fell into yours in an ecliptic sync . Like he was sculptured and made for you down to the atomic level . His lips felt like a jolt of electricity through your body . Completely out of this world . Is this was a kiss was supposed to feel like ?

You'd never had a kiss so powerful, carrying so much energy. But at the same time so gently and so absolutely overflowing with compassion.

"jake-" you gasp for air as you break away from the kiss . He seemed to have forgotten he needed to breath as he finally gasped for air too .

"do you want me to stop?" He asks , worried . He was the brightest shade of red , his eyes were blown with love .

"no-!" You immediately say, moving your hand to cup his cheek. "Don't" you say , more like a plea .

Jake had only kissed you and it felt like you were already descending into the most deepest level of eachothers souls.

He moved you to lie on your back as he hovered over you , collecting you lips in his as he deepened the kiss ever so gently.

Your eyebrows pinched together when you felt his tongue against your lip , your mouth immediately opened to let him in . The act had never felt so intimate and spiritual. The way his tongue gracefully caressed over yours , like all he wanted was to truely be as close as he could to you .

Jake was breathing hard into the kiss . You placed your hands to his chest as he continued to kiss you. You could feel his heart rapidly thumping inside him.

He parted from your lips to breathe again , sparing himself a couple of deep breaths before he began planting soft kisses on your face . From your chin , all the up your jaw to your ear , and the your cheekbone and forehead, coming back down to you cheek and the corner of your mouth . Each kiss was like he dreaded to pull away but was so eager to kiss you somewhere else each time . Like he wanted toe savour every inch of you .

His hands were cupping your face while he lay on top of you , propped on his elbows. He pecks you back down to your jaw before moving to your neck . You stretched your neck out for him and he took that as confirmation to continue.

Your eyes rolled back when you felt his soft electric lips leaving deep kisses at a spot under your jaw before moving behind your ear , you groaned in pleasure and he hummed against your skin in response, never stopping his movements.

He kissed you down to your collarbone and then moved to the other side of your neck . You groaned again when he sucked on your other collarbone, he hummed again , pleased that he'd discovered two of your sweet spots so fast .

He kissed you down to your chest , kissing between your clothed breasts and you felt a heat rise in you . The way he looked up at your approval for each thing he did .

You say up the bed slightly and grabbed the end of your t-shirt to lift it over you head , Jake moved back as he stared at you sheepishly and slightly surprised.

But he helped you get the t-shirt over your arms and tossed it away before leaning back down and kissing you between your tits gently as you lay back on the bed , propping yourself on your arms so you could watch him .

His hands slowly caressed up your smaller frame , stopping right under your tits , your chest rised , pressing into his touch , wanting him to touch you.

"should I?" He asked with pleading eyes as he pecked you next to your nipple.

"yes please" you breathe. You didn't realise how you body had become so desperate for him . You wanted him all over and everywhere. You wanted him to take care of you and take care of himself with you.

He slid his hands behind you , holding you up gently as he leaned down to you . You whine and let yourself fall flat on the bed , burying his hands under you.

Your hands moved to his long brown locks as he kissed your nipple . You could feel your core buzzing.

He used his tongue to gently swipe across your hardened bud before clasping his lips around it and sucking on it gently.

"fuck-" you arched into his face , pulling on his hair as you struggled to keep your eyes open . Even tho this was the first time doing this with Jake , it felt like the two of you already knew what eachother needed .

He hummed on your nipple as he sucked on it , nibbling slightly with his teeth , his other hand slipped out from under you and cupped your neglected boob , gently thumbing the nipple. His touch was so gently but so powerful. He treated you like the most delicate thing that needed outmost attention.

You were squeezing your legs together under him , feeling the wetness pooling between them . You wondered if he was hard , because you couldn't feel him and he wasn't even pressing himself against you .

You wrapped your legs around him and pulled him into you. Jake gasped around your tit from the sudden relief and you gasped at the feeling of him thick and hard under his pants , pressed against your thigh.

He kitty licked your nipple before moving over to your other boob , giving it the same treatment as you heaved under him.

Your heat began throbbing, aching for his touch and nothing else . You were all his and he was yours and you wanted nothing more.

"no-" he hissed, his hand gripped your hip down against the bed when he felt you grinding up against him.

"not yet. I wanna taste you" he says , his eyes pleading you again . And you couldn't help but let out a soft moan at the thought of his mouth down there .

"can I?" He asks , even though you already seemed pretty desperate for it.

"yes Jake" you breathe, your eyebrows were pinched together desperately , your hand still gently tucked into his scalp .

He moved lower , going between your legs as you spread them wide for him . His hands scooped your ass up as he made himself comfortable between your legs , your hands traveled down with him , still in his hair .

You could feel his hot breath against your shorts , and you arched slightly. Jake looked up at you as he gently pressed his lips between your legs and you threw your head back . You heat throbbed and you were pretty sure Jake could feel it through your shorts and panties . He could probably feel how wet you were too.

He moaned as he burried his face between your legs , leaving open mouthes kisses on your clothed core , letting his drool create a dark wet patch.

You slipped your hand out of his hair and hooked your thumbs under your waist band. He opened his eyes to look up at you desperately pulling your shorts and panties down.

He moved back as you closed your thighs together to pull your clothes down to your knees . Jake sheepishly helped you and gently slid then down to your ankles and off your feet before ridding them.

His eyes dropped between your legs as you spread them wide for him. "Y|n-" his breath hitched as his cock strained in his jeans at the sight of your glistening swollen pussy.

He sat on his knees , completely smitten at the sight of you . He placed his palm on your knee as he lifted your leg up , standing himself on his knees in the bed as he placed a kiss right above your ankle.

A shaky breath left your mouth. The way he worshipped you made you want to cry out to him. You watched him as you lay propped on your elbows while he kissed you down your calf , his hand caressing up your leg along with his kisses .

He slowly lay on his belly as he started to kiss your inner thigh up your knee . You were in cloud 9 already, erupting with butterflies. Your cheeks were so hot you could barely keep your eyes open .

He slowly lowered back down between your legs on his stomach, swiping his tongue over his lips as he looked at up you innocently for consent.

"don't stop" you breathe. You loved how his sun tanned skin was glazed in sweat and glistening pink already. His lips already dark rosy pink from kissing you all over . Not to mention his brown love blown eyes that had a hint of nervousness to them . His hair , now a mess after you pulled on it still looked so impeccably stunning as it fell to his shoulders , framing his beautifully sculpted face gracefully.

He hesitantly looked back down between your legs , leaning into your folds that were oozing with your arousal. His eyes rolled back before closing in bliss , letting out a moan of relief into your clit , you whined at the sight of him.

"fuck- oh my god!" You cry out on bliss , gripping the sheets and throwing your head back as you managed to keep yourself propped on your elbows just so you could look at him.

He stuck his tongue out and bobbed his head into your folds at a medium pace , his nose making the sensation heightened, making your whole body bounce up on the bed at the movements.

You looked down between your legs , finding Jake with his eyes flickered up at you, his eyelashes more evident that ever , his cheeks sucked in and his mouth clasped into your folds , his hand holding your thighs apart.

It was embarrassing how you were already tipping over the edge . The sight of him made you want to cry out and savour the moment forever.

"Jake- I'm com- I'm clo-" you whimpered , struggling to keep yourself grounded as you stomach and legs spasmed .

He hummed into your folds, the sensation was like light a match in a gaslit room . Your legs snapped closed around his head and you wailed , clawing into the sheets as you came , Jake continued moving his tongue swiftly on your folds till you had to literally push him away from overstimulation.

You panted heavily, now covered in sweat as you looked down at him , his mouth , chin and nose covered in your juices.

"you're so beautiful y|n" Jake said like he'd been holding it up the whole time he was burried between your legs.

"no Jake. You are" you shake your head from side to side , your eyebrows pinched together , refusing to relax .

"shut up" a smile cracked out of his pretty pink glistening lips.

"I need more" you pant. Your whole body begging for him .

"of course baby" Jake's smile disappeared as he crawled back up to your face. "I'm going to love you so hard" he says , giving you a peck "show you how much I love you" he turns to peck your cheek "just like you asked" he pecked your other cheek , leaving you craving for his lips on yours again .

"yes please" you whine , watching him move back to pull his tshirt over his head . Your eyes widened at the sight of him .

You'd seen Jake shirtless gazillion times. But not like this , all fucked out , sweaty and pink.

He leans back down and kissed your lips after he throws away his t-shirt, sensing your desperation to kiss him . You could taste yourself on his lips .

"all for you" he mumbled against your lips as you hold his face , never wanting him to part from your lips .

"Jake I need you" you pants between the kiss , holding onto him for dear life .

But he must part from you in order to take his pants off so he can give you what you asked him for .

You watched with your body burning with white hot desire. It was like the devil had come over you . You never wanted anybody this badly.

When he finally ridded off his pants, he came back to you as you immediately pulled him into your lips , kissing him like you were scared it would be the last time.

"calm down love I've got you" Jake soothed , breaking the kiss to breathe, noticing your firey desperation would never let him go.

"please jake-" you say as you watch him move away. He hands held the back of your calves and wrapped your legs around him before he leaned back in to kiss you , making his raw cock plunge into your folds .

You wailed and gripped onto his shoulders before looking down between the two of you at his girth, hard and leaking with precum .

You were shaking in anticipation, possessed by the desired to have him stroke your walls to your release. Him and only him.

His hips pulled back as his hand slipped between the two of you , lining himself to your clenching hole , looking up at you before slowly pushing his hips into you , he watches you wail as your face contorts from outmost pleasure, a sharp gasp leaving his lips as his eyes roll back at the feeling of your walls sucking him in .

His hands found yours , intertwining your fingers together tightly as he began slowly thrusting into you , deep and hard .

You could hardly keep yourself together , wailing out his name and other profanities as you squeezed his hands , your eyes struggling to keep open as each thrust made you arch off the bed into his chest , Jake was not less of a state .

He had his face buried into your neck , moaning out loud right by your ear as the two of you made love , transmitting into alternate dimensions of ethereal nothingness.

Nothing else in the world mattered in that moment and all you would think of was Jake. The act so sinful and dirty with anyone else felt so spiritual and heavenly with Jake .

"Jake-" you speak clearly and he stops immediately, lifting up to look at you.

"this isn't normal- i-" you shake your head , tears brimming you eyes .

"what's wrong?" Jake asked in worry , his eyes rapidly scanning your face .

"it feels different- I- it's not-" you muttered, your core tightening with a ache you never thought you could fathom.

Jake lifted his upper body on his palms over you and pulled out of you in worry. "No-!" You scream ,and try to push him back into you by your legs wrapped around him but he kept himself apart, his elbows stiff, holding himself away from you , his tip barely grazed into your entrance.

And a sudden shock of hot cold pleasure runs through you , desperation you would've died from . You felt your ability to breathe had been taken away from you .

You came hard on his tip , gushing out as you spasm and claw at his back , you wailed and Jake gasped , his jaw slack at the feeling of your liquids gushing out on his tip , almost cumming at the feeling of it himself .

"fuck" Jake whimpered in utter shock from the sight as you came down from your high , gasping for air desperately , tears spilling down the sides of your face . He looked down at the mess you'd made , the bed soaking. And his cock dripping in your release.

"oh my god- I don't even- I didn't even-" you try to speak but Jake cuts you off with a powerful thrust , bottoming you out completely, making you crack out a loud moan .

"one more for me hmm?" He pleaded , though his hips were already ramming deep and slow into you , intertwining your hands witch his again , pinning them on the bed .

"please you looked so pretty. I need to see it again" he begged , pecking your tears away lovingly.

You couldn't answer him . You were thrown into overstimulation and you'd become completely unaware of your surroundings. Your eyes rolled back into your head and all you could hear was Jake's moans .

You started to come back from your overthrow of emotions as the band in your stomach tightened again . You clenched hard on him , making his face contort as he moaned your name over and over .

You could feel his cock throbbing inside you as you came closer to your relief . You throw your head back as Jake buried his face into your neck again , his hands still intertwined with yours .

His lower half trembled and he whined out as he came into you , you felt his release coat your walls , causing you to cum again . Gushing out on his cock and washing out his seed from inside you .

"holy-" Jake pulled out of you with a whimper "fuck-" he breathed falling on top of you , his limbs were limp .

You unlaced your fingers from his and combed your hand into his hair , petting him gently as he nuzzled into your neck , snuggling into your body as the two of you tried to catch your breaths .

Jake groaned under his breath as he rolled off you , lying next to you and immediately pulling you into him and wrapping his leg over you .

"Jake I love you too" you confess. You couldn't deny it. Jake's tired face managed to contort into a wide gummy smile .

"thank god! If you didn't even after THAT , I would've cried and killed myself for sure" Jake spoke .

"shut up!" You scold with a frown. Jake crashed his lips in to yours , smiling into the kiss , his hand caressing your back as he held you close with his other arm.

"and whatever that bitch Anna said to you , I want you to forget it. Because I'm with you right now and not her because she'll never be you . And all I want is you" Jake spoke , his face serious again. You smiled tiredly and nodded.

Jake smiled back and kissed the dried tears in your face , snuggling you tightly against him , petting your hair and back.

[everybodyshusband]

cirrus/dew mutual masturbation because i need to practice writing smut :3 savour cis dewdrop while you can because that is not something i write often sdfhkjsf

blame @divine-misfortune idk

"Oh fuck." Cirrus groans into Dew's mouth as he pets at her clit just right.

"Uh huh," he agrees, brow creasing and mouth dropping open in a silent moan as Cirrus shifts her leg, inviting the fire ghoul to hump against her leg as she drops her hand to fondle his balls.

They've been going at this for what feels like hours now and knowing them, it probably has been. It's hard to say when they started, the time bleeding together as they moved from sleeping, to cuddling, to kissing, to petting, to... Well, this.

Dew whine again as the tip of his cock drags over the delicate lace on the bottom of Cirrus' sleep shorts and she chuckles at his desperation. But her own laugh is quickly cut off by a surprised gasp as Dewdrop choses this moment to shift his fingers down and in. She grips at his bicep and groans as the flex of his muscles match the movement of his fingers inside of her.

Never one to leave her partner's waiting, she too shifts her hand, dragging her fingers from Dew's balls to instead wrap them around his cock once more. He whines as she resumes her gentle stroking, and twists his arm so he can place his thumb on her clit, rubbing it side to side as he pumps his fingers inside her.

Cirrus moans and surges upwards, connecting their mouths once more in a filthy kiss. She rubs her own thumb against the tip of Dew's cock, collecting the beads of pre dripping there and smearing them over the length of it. On the next stroke, they both groan at the slick sound of it. They're both close and they know it. The only trouble is that neither of them are going to get there.

It's never an issue though, especially between the two of them. Both much more familiar with the movement of their own hands rather than those of others. So...

"Hey, can we–"

"Do you wanna–"

They cut each other off and pause staring at one another before scrunching their noses up in laughter.

"Fuck yeah," Dew nods.

"Let's do it."

They're in tune enough with each other and they've done this enough times to know exactly what the other means. They roll off and over one another and position themselves on Cirrus' bed, facing each other and close enough to kiss. Dewdrop does exactly that, leaning across the tiny gap to press their mouths together in a soft kiss.

"Ready?" He asks.

Cirrus nods. "Ready."

They both reach down once again, this time into their own pants and moan in tandem with one another as they begin stroking. Cirrus' fingers flick over her clit lightening quick, in a pace and style that in her experience, only she can perform. From the looks of it, Dew is doing exactly the same with his cock, twisting his hand over the head and squeezing the shaft just the way he likes it.

As the pull of her orgasm begins to grow deep in her navel, Cirrus moans and pulls Dewdrop closer with her free hand. He groans into the kiss, deepening it as much as possible in the position they both find themselves in.

Soon enough, the pull of her orgasm grows, overwhelming Cirrus with it's strength.

"Dew, I– I'm gonna–"

"Fuck," he whines. "Me too, me too."

Their respective paces speed, hands working overtime to push themselves over the edge.

Dew goes first, swearing and grasping at the pillows as he spurts all over his hand, covering the inside of his boxers.

It doesn't take long for Cirrus to follow, shrieking and gasping as her orgasm washes over her. Her legs stiffen and her hand keeps flying over herself, desperate to draw this out for as long as possible.

As they both come down from their respective highs, Dewdrop pulls her back in for another breathless kiss and they stay like that for a good while before breaking away from each other, still panting.

Their moment of bliss is soon broken however, by a knock at the door. "Hey, uhh, are you guys done in there?" Mountain's voice floats through the crack. "Papa said he wants Cirrus for the vocals practice with Lus and Rory."

Cirrus sighs and pulls herself up, already switching out her sleep shorts for something more appropriate for the rest of the day. "I'm on my way, Mount," she calls, glancing back apologetically at Dew, who's still laying on her bed.

The fire ghoul shrugs and smiles. It's fine, he mouths, affectionately gesturing for her to go before she's even later for practice.

She smiles back at him as she leaves blowing him a kiss that he pretends to catch before flopping back onto the bed and pulling the blankets back up over himself and presumably falling back asleep.

[leclerc-s]

paint the town red - part four

FERRARI (TAYLOR'S VERSION)

series masterlist

peter parker i'm going to miss you guys

sebastian vettel it's a week break peter. we'll be fine.

peter parker A WEEK IS TOO LONG! I SPENT THE LAST MONTH WITH YOU PEOPLE!

ollie bearman i'm happy to go home. away from peter. sometimes i worry for him.

bianca stark-potts you wouldn’t be the first ollie.

harley keener i bet oscar is happy to get away from peter

peter parker fuck off

tony stark language

bianca stark-potts pipe down steve rogers

charles leclerc i do not understand

harley keener the avengers were on a mission one time and steve accidentally said language when someone cursed.

peter parker I MISS YOU GUYS!

carlos sainz you just left???

tony stark we should spend the next break at seb’s farm

sebastian vettel ABSOLUTELY NOT! i don’t want you heathens on my farm!

charles leclerc aww come on. call it team bonding or something.

carlos sainz i’m sure you know all about that harley keener yeah you would know all about team bonding wouldn’t you?

tony stark what the hell does that mean?

harley keener nothing old man.

carlos sainz don’t worry about it.

peter parker YOU GUYS SHOULD COME TO NEW YORK SOON!!

charles leclerc i'd like to see my family, thank you for the invite though.

bianca stark-potts harley i swear to god you open your fat mouth and carlos will be down a race engineer.

harley keener well maybe someone and someone else shouldn’t have gotten drunk after bahrain and slept with each other.

charles leclerc it was a one time thing!

carlos sainz then what the hell was saudi?

harley keener IT HAPPENED TWICE??

bianca stark-potts three times actually

charles leclerc although that one doesn’t count because nothing happened. we did sleep on the same bed.

harley keener I’M TELLING NAT!

bianca stark-potts AND I’LL TELL EVERYONE YOU STARTED THAT RUMOR ABOUT CLINT LIVING IN THE VENTS!

charles leclerc it won’t happen again, i promise.

carlos sainz okay mr. 'i won't date her friend carlos. i promise.'

harley keener HOMIE HOPPER!!

charles leclerc fuck you keener.

harley keener of course you would want to, you already slept with my friend now you want to sleep with me. charles leclerc OH COME ON! harley keener it's okay, i know it was an inchident charles leclerc honestly just date arthur, you two are perfect for each other. fucking pricks

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¡leclerc-s speaks! peter parker is a swiftie, you cannot convince me otherwise. let's get ready for whatever shitshow las vegas is going to be (i say this as an american. at least i live on the west coast so the schedule isn't as bad for me as it is for others. same time zone as vegas baby!!!)

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[weirdgenetic-fuckup]

Dave Mustaine being the reader's stepfather and they fall in love and have sex (pet names, praise kink, size kink)

A/n: I wish this was longer bc I love this prompt so much for reasons that I should tell a therapist, I'm also assuming you meant grandma Dave but I just had this thought with 90's Dave, I think it could work no matter what era you think of it as that's just the era I had in mind while writing this <3

(I lied he must have stubble ☺️)

Warnings: Smut, age gap, riding, size kink, praise kink (kind of?), pet names, hints to oral (f receiving) but not explicitly stated or described, pantie stealing, if you think I missed anything let me know otherwise enjoy!

Your mom was young, she'd gotten pregnant with you when she was 19. She had a tendency to rush into relationships so when she told you she was moving the both of you into her boyfriends house you didn't think twice of it, you just got your stuff packed and kept it that way, sure that you'd be moving out in just a minute.

Your mom had a long list of partners, some were better than others but one rule remained the same. You wouldn't meet them until at least a year into the relationship, so you moved in with no idea who this man was, and you were pleasantly surprised with who you were met with.

Dave was, to say the least, fine. He was tall, at first glance distinguished and nice. He saw that you weren't big on talking with him so he didn't push you to do so, he let you hide away in your room as much as you needed.

The first week, anyway.

After the initial meeting he tried to get to know you better, he'd ask your mom about your favourite things so he could try to start conversations but it didn't seem to get him anywhere.

He honestly thought you hated him. You did too, but then you were in his lap.

It was late, you were just watching a movie on your laptop in bed when he came in. You weren't sure how you got naked, when you straddled his lap, it was a blur but suddenly he was inside you and your were bouncing on his length.

His big hands were on your hips, guiding you on his cock. Maybe it was the position or maybe it was your mind running laps but he seemed so much bigger than you, from the way he looked at you to how he bruised your insides.

"Oh, fuck, taking me so good, aren't you?" He mused, staring at you, right where he kept disappearing into you.

"Ngh, fuck, daddy~" You moaned, eyes rolling back. Your hands were on his shoulders, using him as support as you rode him.

"Go on, princess, you're doing so good for daddy, aren't you?" He praised. "Don't need any instructions, just needed permission to get off on me, didn't you?" You nodded, eagerly agreeing with him.

He was so fucking hot, his long hair reaching his perfectly perky nipples you had an oddly faint memory of licking, smudged lipstick covering his chest, those kind eyes and encouraging smile. Fuck, just everything.

"Daddy-daddy, m'close, 'm s'close." You whined, focusing more on your own pleasure and reaching down to rub your swollen and neglected clit.

"Look at you being a good girl and making herself feel good." He said with a smile. "Go on and cum on daddy's cock, hm? You can do that for me, princess, can't you?" Again you nodded.

You could feel your high approaching, it was so close yet so far out of reach. You kept bouncing on him, moaning as you felt the veins on his cock pulsing and dragging against your gummy walls, no matter how fuzzy everything became you had one goal. You could swear it was just there, that knot in your gut ready to snap but it stopped.

"Princess? C'mon, you can't sleep out here, princess." You heard. It was Dave's voice. He was crouched next to you as you lay on the couch, a movie set up in the TV but it must've ended after you fell asleep.

Dave had been shaking you trying to get you up. "It was a dream..." You mumbled, rubbing your eyes.

"Yeah, guess so." Dave said, pushing a few strands of your hair behind your ear. You couldn't believe it, all those feelings, those words, it was gone. Well, not really. It couldn't be gone because it was never technically there. "I came to get something to drink and heard you mumbling to yourself on the couch."

You froze and your eyes widened.

"I-I was..?" You asked nervously.

"Yeah, something about your 'daddy' needing to come..?" He asked. You stared at him, how could he be so oblivious? Thank God he was but how?

You spewed some bullshit about your 'dad' and he accepted that.

"Well, it's late, you should get to sleep. In your own bed, that is." He helped you up and kept an arm around you as he walked you back to your room.

There was a stinging between your thighs and you could've sworn you'd tied your sweats, they must've come undone while you slept.

Dave tucked you into bed and kissed your forehead, a strange wetness clinging to his stubble.

He got up and walked to the door but before he left he turned back to you. "By the way," he started and pulled a small piece of cloth out of his pocket, "I'm keeping these." He held your panties like a reward before he left, closing the door behind him.

[rvblos]

tipsy / matias recalt

summary: matias is drunk and won’t get to bed.

tw: smut (fingering / f!receiver)

words count: 1.5k

author’s note: sorry this is kinda short but its my first time writing smut

“matias, let's go to sleep. you can barely keep your eyes open.”

like almost every evening after the end of filming, the whole cast gathered to relax after a busy day, and this time she had offered to host everyone at her house. the evening was quiet, she had bought something to drink and all the guests were currently on the balcony chatting and laughing. their voices reached the living room, where they were, muffled. she had remained there, without joining the others, to help matias who, given that he had been drinking quite a bit, was quite tipsy and was about to fall asleep on the sofa.

he raised an arm in her direction as if to push those words out of the air "what are you talking about, i swear i'm wide awake." he mumbled, his eyes half closed. “mati, come on.” sighing, she took his hand to at least get him off the couch. but he wouldn't hear of it and he refused to move, leaving him lying where he was. there was nothing else that could be done to convince him to go to sleep, but maybe…

she lowered herself to her knees, so that her face was at the same height as her boyfriend's, and whispering softly in his ear she said "if you don't come to bed now, i won't sleep with you tonight." she told him in a warm and mischievous voice, and in front of that threat, matias couldn't do anything but get up suddenly from the sofa, unable to refuse that offer. he took her by the hand, excited due to the alcohol, and without looking back he walked down the narrow corridor that led to his girlfriend's room.

after she told him this, he immediately changed his mind, happy to be able to spend another night with her. as soon as they entered the small dark room, lit only by the light coming from the street, matias, after closing the door, staggered towards the bed, where he fell, causing all the springs to creak.

“mati, be quiet!” she said softly, so as not to make a mess and alarm the others who were right next to them: the window of her room looked directly onto the balcony.

she walked over to the bed and said “let’s get you to bed, a’ight?” matias nodded in response with his eyes closed. she started at him for a while waiting for him to get ready to go to bed. “mati you need to take your clothes off, i'm not getting you in my bed with this filthy shirt.” “my shirt is not filthy!” he answered in an offended tone. “it literally smells like smoke and alcohol, mati.” she said, moving closer to him to smell what he was wearing, making a disgusted face.

"okay okay. but can you help me?” matias asked in a soft tone, like he was embarrassed to ask such thing "all right." she replied, positioning herself between his legs to begin taking off his shirt. as soon as her cold fingers touched his boyfriend's skin, he hissed at that sudden contact, but recovered immediately as soon as she took off his shirt. letting the collar over his head, it ruffled his hair, which was now a mess. she laughed at the sight as she reached down to take off his pants as well. as soon as those were removed too, he fell onto his back on the bed, sighing.

“i’ll be back in a while to see how you’re doing, okay?” she asked while opening the door, ready to get out and enjoy the night with her friends.

"where are you going?" he asked in alarm, suddenly getting up from the bed and reaching her at the edge of the door. his voice was worried. “i'm going to join the others, i'll be back soon, mati.”

“please stay with me.” the boy took her hand in his, looking into her eyes, begging her to stay with him and not go anywhere else. she looked at him for an answer, but in his eyes she only found a plea not to leave him alone.

“alright.” in the end she accepted, closing the door slowly behind her, trying not to create any suspicion among the guests. she went to her closet, and in the dim light looked for her pajamas. “come here, i'll help you.” his hand took her waist and brought her closer to the bed. the boy sat down on her blankets, finding herself standing between his legs. his hands slowly caressed her hips under her dress and, taking the fabric, began to remove it. he took his time, gently caressing her body as if it were glass. at that contact she shivered but let go when matias' warm hands reached her hips, once her dress had been removed.

the atmosphere shifted quickly when the boy, patting on his lap, told her “come, sit.” she obeyed immediately, sitting on his legs, trembling. it was as if the effect of the alcohol had worn off and matias had returned to normal. he was now ready to make her feel good, as he always had done. he began with an innocent kiss on her temple, moving down to the corners of her mouth, her neck, her chest. she could feel her skin burn under his touch.

“mati…” she said softly, lost in his touch“you have to go to sleep, you're too drunk.” she told him trying to ignore the warm feeling that was slowly making its way inside her. he mumbled under his breath, tracing kisses along her jaw. “c’mon.” she got up rejecting that feeling and regaining clarity.

when they finally got under the covers she faced the wall, trying to sleep and to ignore the pulsing sensation between her legs. he barely touched her and she was already a mess.

she felt matias turning over in the bed, looking for the perfect position to sleep, which ultimately turned out to be the spoon. his body was tightly attached to hers, and one of his hands found its way around her waist, squeezing it. she could feel his hot breath against her ear, and sighed in release.

he murmured, feeling her relax at his touch and his hand began to wander cautiously on her skin. when she felt his fingers approaching her panties, she knew what was about to happen. she held her breath, waiting for him to act. and when his hand slipped inside, she let out a gasp. “what, bebè?”

she wanted to answer, but she just couldn’t, with the chaos of emotion she was feeling, all at once. instead, she let out a soft moan as his fingers barely touched her folds. he began to trace soft kisses on her shoulder, she could feel the cold of his earring behind her neck.

when suddenly one of his fingers entered her, she gasped out loud “shhh, they’re gonna hear us.” matias said in a whisper, while his finger moved in and out of her. "or worse, see us." she bit her lower lip, trying to stay quiet and stifle a moan that almost escaped her mouth.

matias' finger then moved at a faster pace, outside and inside her. when his fingers became two she felt like she couldn't hold on any longer and began to tremble slowly, while he praised her. "you're being so good, my good girl, right?" he whispered in her ear and waited for an answer that never came, so he repeated "right?" trying to catch her breath, between moans she replied "y-yes..."

"that's right." he said in a husky voice, making her shiver. her moans along with his breathing echoed through the room, and the sounds he was making slipping his fingers in and out her entrance were obscene. his other hand reached one of her breasts, groping it and began to squize her nipple.

she couldn't take it anymore, feeling a liquid sensation growing inside her and when matias' fingers curled slightly, she let out a loud moan. “do you want everyone to hear how good i’m making you feel?” he dared, biting her ear softly. those dirty words did nothing but excite her more, just at the thought of being seen.

matias' fingers were now going in and out of her entrance at an embarrassing speed, causing her legs to tremble. the feeling in her womb deepened as his tired voice continued to speak in her ear "you're so good, just for me. mi mami." those words sent her out and, whimpering, she felt her liquids leaking out and soaking matias' fingers. closing her eyes, she tried to catch her breath as she mumbled dumb his name over and over again, suffering from the orgasm.

"you did so good, baby." he praised her, as they faced each other. he wiped a tear from her eye, kissing it softly, and gifting her a smile.

their lips finally met, crushing in a passionate smile as their tongues intertwined and matias groaned softly in her mouth. as they parted she said "you still smells like alcohol, mati." placing a hand on his bare chest.

"you didn't seem to mind it before." he replied, winking.