#and he'd just had a baby and she was sooooo small

[rainbowbeanstyles]

bro.

[delimeats-000]

Cash in my prize:

chris sturniolo x reader

warnings: smut, shit writing

note: don't read if you're a little bitch..

request -> anon

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i went along with the triplets to film them at the american ninja warrior park.

as everyone knows chris constantly flirts with me as a joke to get me all flustered, sooooo in return, ill do the same.

they started off on an inflatable wall climb..

"come on y/n, you try!" nic says.

"nah id rather climb chris instead" i say while winking at chris.

"Y/NN!!"

they move on to the obstacle course..

"chris if you make it before nick ill give you a big kiss"

chris turns to me wide eyed and gets a head start before the countdown.

he makes it to the finish before nic, "congrats monkey but we can save your prize for later." i wink again.

i cant tell if he's red from blushing or if hes just overworked. either way, still cute.

the good finally make their way to the wall, starting off small they go to the lowest one.

chris comes down from it using the pole to slide down.

"if i did that with less clothes its worth a million bucks" he comments.

"i gotta put in a loan."

"shut up" chris chuckles.

we get back to the house and the guys are so tired that they go shower then bed immediately. or so i thought.

what i didn't know what chris was waiting out in his room for his brothers to go to sleep so that he could come up and have a little talk with me.

chris' pov:

i go upstairs to see y/n sitting on her phone in the living room. she thinks she's so funny flirting with me all day getting me all nervous and shit.

i walk up to her and sit down putting my arm around her.

"christopher did you shower? you stink dude." she giggles.

"think you're funny?"

"usually.."

"im talking about earlier. trying to make me nervous or what?"

"so you can jokingly flirt but i can't?" she backs away.

pulling her close i get in her face, "i was never joking."

she looks at me confused, flustered, needy..

i grab her face and smash my lips onto hers, she doesn't pull away. surprising.

seconds go by and i pull away, "just had to cash in my prize. ill go ahead and shower now"

"can i- can i come too?"

i smile and start walking to my room.

y/n's pov:

next thing i know we're in his shower.

"get on your knees pretty girl" he says softly.

i do as i'm told and look up at him waiting for further instruction.

he plays with my wet hair watching me reach for his already hard cock. "good girl baby, keep listening and there shouldn't be any problems."

"yes sir" he laughs at this.

he grabs my hair harshly lifting my head to look at him, "suck" is all he says.

i try my best to fit all of him in my mouth he doesn't give me much of a chance before thrusting himself down my throat completely.

i choke at the length, if the water wasn't showered down on me he'd see the tears falling from my eyes.

he continues fucking my throat without giving me any breaks. he looks down at me, "such a good girl, god y/n- feels s'good."

"nothing to say pretty girl?" he laughs, "fuck gonna take my cum like the good little slut you are?"

i nod my head with him still in my mouth.

he thrusts a few more times before pulling out and resting his dick on my tongue, cumming in my mouth.

"such a good little slut baby."

"chris please- need more"

he grabs my chin petting my face, "tell me what you want"

"want you inside me chris please"

"you got it ma." he smiles helping me up, he grabs my face and kisses me gently, "ive waited too long for this."

"me too."

he turns me around and smacks my ass, bending me over chris rubs his dick up and down my hole. "you ready ma?"

"yes chris please hurry-" im cut off completely by chris entering me with full force. "FUCK"

"shit ma you're so wet just for me, feel so good might cum already"

"chris harder- FUCK" he puts a hand on my shoulder and another on my waist getting a better grip.

"oh god baby you're so tight, you gonna cum for me?"

"yes yes ye- shit" i feel myself pulse around him "just like that chris fuck"

"cum all over me pretty girl, c'mon" and with that i release everything onto him, my legs shake as he continues to thrust inside of me sloppily.

just then he pulls out at loses it all over my ass and lower back. he spins me around again holding me up so i don't fall.

he gives me a peck on the lips, "you're so pretty."

"you're such a flirt."

"says you."

[michaellangdonswhore]

request: when daddy michael basically grabbed his dick when he says “a man such as myself”. now when I see that all I can think about is you walking in on him pleasuring himself. he looks at you right in the eyes and keeps going and you help him

warnings: smutish

word count: 557

a/n: I've gotten sooooo many requests like these so I'm gonna combine all of them.

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It was her quiet, mythical essence.

That's what drew him to her in the first place.

The way she sat, fidgeting across from him as he interrogated her. The anxious picking at her nails. She was so light and heavenly. God, he wanted to ruin her.

He would knock on her door, asking for a second interview. She would be in her rose nightgown which makes her look so fuckable.

He'd lead her down the hallway and into his office before shutting the door. He'd get her all anxious, asking perverted sex-related intimidating questions. She would get all flushed and wouldn't know what to say- or what to do.

The idea of feeling her body- her angel-like body. She looks like she has the smoothest skin and the best-smelling scent. He has never met anyone who is this breathtaking.

He would roam her, squeeze and dig his nails into every inch of her while nipping at her neck.

"Tell me, Y/N..." Michael would say, "Tell me how many men you've fucked."

"None, sir." Her shaky voice would respond.

It had to be none.

Michael was able to just tell.

And her calling him sir? That really would get him going.

For now, he's grabbing his cock, moving up and down slowly to tease himself.

He would sink to his knees and devour her pussy while she was bent over his desk. He would feel it pulse against his tongue as she lets out shaky moans.

When she cums- the idea of her cumming makes him jerk his cock faster.

He wants her to cum all over his face and after she does, he takes himself out because he is dying to fuck her at this point. He would shove himself deep into her and fuck her hard immediately- showing no mercy.

She would say it was too much, but he would grab her hair and tug it back gently.

"Aw, you can take it," Michael would coo in her ear. "I know you can, baby. You were made for me."

He's toying with himself quickly now, letting out shaky breaths. He is too infatuated with the thought of fucking Y/N till she cries to realize that his door is slightly open.

As Michael fantasized, Y/N walks past his door; in her defense, it was on the way to her room. She glances for a second while walking by, but then pauses. She slowly moves back towards the door and peaks in for a moment.

Michael was laying on his bead, forehead sweaty, jerking his cock in fast motions.

She moves away from the door.

Oh my God. I'm a creep.

She wonders what to do... if she should shut the door so no one bothers him if she should just walk away, or...

No, Y/N, You can't do that.

"Y/N." She hears Michael say before she jumps and lets out a small gasp. She stays quiet, petrified that he'll do something to her. "Y/N..."

Oh... fuck.

"Yes... fuck." Michael continues. Y/N then peaks back into the room and he's working it even faster now. He rolls his head back, facing his door, and then opens his eyes, making direct contact with Y/N.

He smiles softly and doesn't stop what he's doing, staring directly into Y/N's eyes.

She feels like she can't move, but God she wants him right now.

"Close the door on your way in." He says.

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I just found this in my drafts from months ago. Idk why I didn't post it. Sorry.

[pasta-in-the-pudding]

AA NOT TRYING TO BOTHER OR PRESSURE BUT HERES A REQUEST HIHIHGIGI

What about Ben, Toby, Masky and Jeff with an S/O who has a magical singing voice (like, yk can manipulate people into their own will by singing, spawn things out of thin air and heal- LITERALLY DO ANYTHING WITH SINGING.) (+ points if she's the daughter of Melpomene and is kind of popular on the internet for singing xoxo) (yes this is inspired by ado)‼️‼️‼️

ONLY DO THIS IF UR WILLING TO‼️‼️😓😓😓 -gumi

Don't worry you aren't bothering me! Writing your requests is what im here for!

Thank you so much for requesting!!

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BEN

He loves to listen to you sing, but he will not ask for it

Like, if you sing around him, cool beans

If you don't, he wont be upset

He always finds himself becoming intranced by your voice

He will pause his game and just sit and listen to your beautiful voice

He absolutely gets you to do things for him

"Babe, you know how you love me sooooo much?"

"What do you want, ben"

"Can you pretty please manipulate Tim into getting me a monster at the gas station when he goes"

"*biiiiig sigh*"

There is some limitation to your power though

Which he was really dissapointed with

"What do you mean you can't make slender give me a raise??"

"Baby, he's a literal elderitch being beyond most mortal's imagination"

"AND???"

"He's also my boss and i don't wanna get fired for trying"

When it comes to you being famous on the internet, he is all for it

His ultimate fantasy is to date an internet idol of some sort

He'd be lying if he said he didnt wish he had a catgirl girlfriend 💀

Being very famous in the underworld himself, it's kind of a hassle for both of you

Constant breaches of your privacy, paparazzi trying to get the inside scoop on your relationship, etc

However, he looooves showing you physical affection on the internet

Expect him to interact with you on socials, be extra touchy on lives, etc

Toby

He is the only one on this list that will shamelessly ask for you to sing to him

Sometimes he'll just sit on either your or his bed, laying on his stomach and kicking his feet behind him as he listens to you sing

He will often ask you to sing him to sleep

Especially if he's had a rough day

It helps ground him

He loves being all cozy, cocooned in a big blanket, snuggled into the crook of your neck, you rubbing his head and singing to him softly

Sometimes he'll mumble sleepily about how much he loves you, and how good you are to him

He doesn't really take advantages of your powers like the others

Only if necassary

"Hey dookie head, can you get my phone back from tim? He took it from me since it's my bedtime :(" (/hj situation)

"Fart face, can you get my raccoons these cute little outfits? Im so broke right now, please please please??"

Like i said, only when necessary

He loves to dance with you also

If he walks in on you singing to yourself, he will come up behind you and sway you side to side

Eventually it will evolve into a full dancing episode

After, you will both collapse onto the floor, sharing small kisses and heavy breaths

You being famous doesn't really affect him

He's fine with you doing your own thing, and he's gonna do his

He doesn't mind the paparazzi, because no matter what they catch him doing, he will always remain a feral rat child at heart <3

Yeah, the paparazzi's kinda scared of him 💀

Masky

He loves when you sing but wont admit it

He's always silently begging for you to sing, but he will never ask for it

Whenever you do sing, he makes sure to tell you how pretty your voice is and how much he loves whatever song you're singing

He's so hooked on your voice

Sometimes when he's all worked up, he just needs to sit out on his balcony, smoke, and listen to you hum while you dance to an imaginary song

God, he loves your dancing

He could watch all day

He never really asks for you to use your powers for anything

Like, i can only see him maaaybe using it to get other creeps to leave him alone

But that would be very rare

The way he sees it, your powers are mostly used on him

Hypnotizing him in such a way, with your soft voice and flowy dancing

He'd honestly jump off a cliff if you asked in this state

When it comes to you being famous on the internet, he doesn't really like it

He likes it for you! Just not for him

He's already got cameras up his ass 24/7, and he doesn't want eyes on your relationship at all times

You deserve privacy!

So don't expect him to be too affectionate when youre on camera or on social media

He's very physically affectionate in private

He just doesn't want unnecessary eyes on him is all

Jeff

He loves hearing you sing, but will never ask for it directly

You two have a code word for when he needs to hear your voice

"Pony" is the word

Whenever hes feeling upset, angry, or if he's in some sort of episode, he'll drag you off to your bed and whisper "pony" in your ear

Usually, he likes to be the "dominant" one in physical intamcy, but in times like these, he needs to be the one being held

He likes snuggling into the crook of your neck, kissing you here and there

He also likes to lay on your chest and smell your clothes

Like BEN, he asks you to use your powers for his own selfish needs

Food, money, etc

You being famous gets him really excited

Him also being pretty famous makes it even better

He loves showing you off, being really touchy with you, expressing to people that you're his and he's yours, etc

It really gives this little PDA demon a kick

When i say he loves PDA, i mean it

He'll always be kissing you, make a show of caressing you and groping you, calling you sweet names

All of it

If you were uncomfortable with that though, he'd understand

He'd still manage to let people know who you belong to with other methods though

Such as calling you pet names, being extra nice around you, yadda yadda

[xfirstbcrn]

Gilead and Erinea had told Seamus that he could come by whenever was convenient for him to pick up some of his old books. He'd been quite busy lately, but he had finally found a few hours of space in the middle of the day to drop by. He let himself in, said a brief hello to Gilead, and then went up to the library to sort through his books. He wasn't taking too many just yet, just some old beloved ones that had quite a few notes written in the margins. He packed them all into a small box and then set them aside.

Down the hall, Hermoine was crying. Gilead had looked pretty dead on his feet, so Seamus suspected that she'd been fussy for a while. She was in the teething stage.

He went down to the nursery. Elijah, who had been coloring by the window, was covering his ears. He stopped, though, when Seamus walked in, his face brightening up into a smile. He jumped up to wrap his arms around Seamus' legs.

"Uncle Seamus!"

"Hey, darling," Seamus laughed. "What's your sister so upset about, hm?"

Elijah shrugged unhappily. "Dunno. She's been sooooo noisy."

"I bet."

He gently disentangled himself (with promises that they would play later), and went over to collect Hermione and give her a good bounce, and pulled a few silly faces, and a few funny noises, and soon she was distracted enough that the crying stopped altogether.

"There we go," Seamus said with a smile. "How about we sing a song, hm?"

"Yes! Sing!" Elijah exclaimed.

So Seamus started to make up a very silly song about babies who wouldn't go to sleep, and how they really ought to, and how tired everyone was, which made Elijah laugh and Hermoine thankfully, slowly soothed to sleep.

Seamus was honestly terrified to put her down and stop rocking, which meant he had landed himself in quite the predicament.

"Elijah, why don't you show me what you've been coloring? Quietly, though. We don't want to wake your sister."

@the-self-proclaimed-prince

[moonchildstyles]

okay I know malibu is rarely like this but I’m just imagining it being dreary and kinda chilly one day like the first colder day of fall and it’s raining so the chill just like sinks into you and you can’t get rid of it yk? so h is coming home and the overhead lights are off, only lamps and candles to make the light soft and warm. and he’s calling out to her and he hears a little “in here, h!” from the kitchen so he’s taking off his shoes and leaving is jacket and bag by the door and he walks in to his baby by the stove stirring a big pot of soup and she has their warmest blanket draped around her shoulders and her heels are off with thick socks on and bunched around her ankles and she turns around when she hears him come in and is giving him a big smile and walking into his arms and h is so endeared bc she’s hugging him so tight:( but then her cold hands touch the back of his neck and he feels her body shiver so he’s:( “honey are you cold??” and he’s bringing her face out of his neck where she’d buried it and she’s giving him a small nod and mumbling “yeah a little but the soup is almost done, I wanted it to be ready by the time you got home!” so he’s :(( bc she’s so good to him but also >:( bc she’s not taking care of herself so he’s ushering her to the couch and pulling off the chunky sweater he wore over his button up to work and pulling it over her head to sit on top of her dress and is wrapping the blanket from before around her shoulders before pulling up her socks higher on her legs and laying another blanket over them:( and he’s “wait right there my love, let me take care of everything” so he’s walking back in a few minutes later with a tray with two bowls of soup and small glasses of his favorite whiskey that always makes him feel warm inside and he’s bringing one of the candles closer on the coffee table and he’s sitting so close to her she’s almost in his lap and they’re eating together before snuggling in super close and he’s rubbing over her arms and asking if she’s warm enough yet:( and she’s just melting into him and falling asleep on the couch before he carries her upstairs to bed 🐢

I could cry rn at this idea:((((((( like ofc it doesn't get cold there that often so when it does its just a little bit of a shock to her system and the cold sticks alot more than when they were back home:(((((( and like ofc he'd know something is up when shes not right there at the door when he comes home like she usually is instead just calling him to the kitchen:( and having a blanket over her dress and her heels kicked off by the sink and big slouchy soft socks on her feet:(((((( and him noticing her cold hands when he hugs her :(((((( and "honey are you cold??" but all she wanted to do was make sure dinner was ready when he came home:( AND IM SOOOOO SICK OVER THE IDEA OF HIM TAKING HIS OWN SWEATER OFF TO GIVE TO HER AND PULLING UP HER SOCKS AND JUST GIVING HER ALL OF THE WARM BLANKETS AND SOFT THINGS:(((((( and the "my love" gets me so hard every time :( and shes just bundled up so warm and tight waiting for him to come back with the super warm soup and the whiskey:((( like he knows she doesn't really like whiskey but he knows itll make her warm:( and you KNOW he'd def feed her some of the soup:( I just :(((( like you know it was her idea for him wear the sweater to work so he figured she was going to be on top of making sure she herself was warm and everything and he had left her when she was bundled up in her warm pjs so it really makes him so :(((( to come home to her being so cold :(

[princessplantasaurus]

Sooooo Bobbery Drabble for nostalgia’s sake? 👀 here’s a prompt if you wanna use it: used to work together a few years ago, lost touch, now both back in town without the other knowing, and ran into each other at the same location

Bob wasn't planning on staying in that particular church very long. He just...didn't live in the city.

Well, technically, he did. But only while in university. On winter and summer breaks he'd return home and attend church in the congregation he grew up in.

But he was still a regular church goer through the school semesters. And with how well he seemed to do with the kids...when he was approached and asked to volunteer with Sunday School and youth ministry...how could he say no?

His favorite were the school aged kids. A boy named Tom, the son of an older member of the church who was affectionately called 'Pa' by most was his favorite, even if he wasn't supposed to have those.

The day he met Megan, however, he was not with the school aged children. He'd been pulled to help with the three year olds, and while cute, they were an entirely different task.

He'd been in the middle of reminding a pair of twins, Katrina and Sabrina, who'd been fighting over a doll, that sharing was caring, and that they could play with the toy together, when one of the other adults stepped in. "You should both be very thankful you have a sister to play dolls with." she spoke sweetly. "After all, your other sister probably isn't very good at playing with them at her little age, is she?"

"All she does is cry and poop." Sabrina agreed.

Katrina sighed. "You're right, Miss Megan. Sorry sis."

"Is okay!" Sabrina grinned. "We can share!"

"Thanks." Bob smiled, standing up to be on eye level with the woman. "Do you know these girls outside of...?"

"Not really." Megan shrugged. "I'm usually helping in the nursery. That's where my own son is, so I'm usually taking care of their baby sister."

"Oh!" Bob was...surprised. She didn't look much older than he did. He was only in his second year of university. He definitely thought he was too young for kids but...maybe God just had a different path for her. He glanced down, noticing the wedding ring on her finger. Figured, she was pretty. Really pretty. "I'm not usually in here either, I'm normally with the grade twos."

"You're fairly new to the congregation, no?" she asked, Bob only now noticing the French accent she spoke with.

He nodded. "I go to university near by. My roommate Larry and I both are from out of town, so we started coming to this church together."

"Larry..." she spoke slowly, and then, as if a lightbulb lit up above her "...the lanky one in the choir?"

"That's the one!" Bob laughed.

"My husband is in choir with him." she smiled. "Apparently the boy's got quite the natural gift."

"He's always singing." Bob noted. "Whether it's worship music, something on the radio, or a song he made up when he can't find his hairbrush."

"It's nice to have a musical household." she smiled, before suddenly snapping "Rosie! We do not throw things at our friends!"

They never did work together after that. But they knew each other - making small talk every other Sunday. Bob continued to volunteer until his graduation, both he and Larry moving once again, this time to the big city pursue their dreams of show business.

It wasn't until five years after that - eight year since their initial meeting - that they'd run into each other again.

Bob had been grabbing a latte on his way home, when a familiar blonde with a school aged son caught his eye in the line up. "Sorry...there's no chance that you're...?"

"My, my." She smirked. "Do my eyes deceive me? Look who made it to the big city after all."

"Haven't left." he nodded. "Larry's still here, too."

"Oh, Francois," she turned towards the child. "Do you remember Larry? From church when you were just a little one?" as the boy nodded shyly, Megan explained "Well this is Bob. He would help with Sunday School and youth ministry with me. He was Larry's best friend back then-"

"I still am!" He grinned. "We work on a show together - I kinda run the whole thing..."

"Quite the accomplishment!" she smiled. "If you're ever open for visitors, I'd love to swing by and see you and Larry."

"Absolutely! You, Francois, your husband..."

An awkward silence fell over the group. Francois looked to his mother sadly, before Megan gently explained "He isn't with us anymore."

"Oh." Bob blinked. "I'm sorry to hear that." trying to brighten the mood, he more cheerfully added "Well, my offer still stands for the two of you-"

"We'd like that very much." she smiled warmly.

Grabbing a napkin, Bob quickly jotted down his phone number. "Whenever you wanna stop by, just give a call! Larry and I would both love to see you!"

A playful smile tugging at her lips given the physicality of what he'd just done, she teased "And what if I wanted to call you for other reasons?"

[albertasunrise]

It’s Yours - Chapter 7

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6

Summary: You and Javier have been sleeping together for almost two years but after his name was leaked by the papers, he is sent home for investigation. You remain behind with Steve to catch Escobar but when he’s finally dead, you decide to go after the man you’ve fallen for. You don’t like what you find when you finally reunite with him.

Warnings: Fluff, Unprotected Sex 18+

Relationships: Javier Peña x Reader

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The bar was practically empty when Javier walked in, just the usual suspects there at this time in the afternoon. Si was busy polishing the glasses that had just come back from the kitchen, his back facing the bar as he places each one on the shelf once he’s done.

‘Be with you in a moment.’ He says over his shoulder as he finishes the last glass before turning to face Javi ‘What are you doing here Peña?’

‘I came to talk.’ He states, hands stuffed in his pockets as he steps gingerly towards the bar.

‘Well, I don’t want to talk. She chose you. End of.’

‘Actually, she threw me out just after you left.’ Admits Javier as he sits himself down on one of the barstools.

‘Is that right?’

‘Look Si. What happened last night was completely unplanned.’ Starts the agent as he scrubs a hand over his tired face ‘The babies kicked for the first time and we got caught up in the moment.’

‘Do you love her?’

‘What?’ His tone comes out a little shorter than he means it to.

‘’Do you love her? Not that hard to understand.’

‘Yes.’ He states, not wanting to beat about the bush ‘It scares me how much. Seeing you and her together these past months has been killing me.’

‘Then go get her.’ Says Si as he shrugs his shoulders ‘I love her but we’ve been together five minutes in comparison to the time you spent with her.’ He pauses ‘You’re having twins together for fuck sakes. Yes, it sucked walking in on you fuckin’ her but I'd be an idiot if I didn’t think you two should at least try and make a go of it. For your kid's sake at least.’

‘Si I-.’

‘If you wanna say sorry then fine, I forgive you but for Christ’s sake Javier. Go and get her or I will!’ Groans Si as he points at the closed door.

‘How are you such a Saint all the time?’ He chuckled and Si shrugged again.

‘My momma raised me right I guess.’

‘That she did.’ Javier replies as he stands from his stool and leaves.

~

You sit there nursing your tea as you stare at the flowers on your coffee table, the turmoil within eating you alive as you remember the look on Si’s face when he saw you tangled with Javier. Taking a sip you scrunch your face up in disgust when you learn that it's tepid now, you’d not realised how long you’d been staring for. The door opening catches your attention and you look up to see Javier walking in, a look of determination on his face that you’ve never seen before.

‘Javi I don’t-.’

‘Just let me speak.’ He interrupts, raising his hand to stop you ‘I went to see Si.’

‘JAVI.’

‘Just listen dammit.’ He groans, raising his voice a little ‘I went to explain. Tell him that we hadn’t planned it. That it had just been us getting caught up in the moment. I swear that guy is a Saint because he fucking forgave us. He was hurt, understandably so, but he also told me that I should go get you. That he would be a fool to get in the way of us giving it a go.’

‘Javier.’

‘But I realised something.’ He continues ‘I don't want to give it a go with you.’

‘No?’

‘No.’ He confirms and your heart sinks ‘I want it all with you. I want to raise our babies with you. I want to make more with you. I want to call you my wife.’

‘Javi-.’

Javier pulled out a box from his pocket before slowly lowering himself to one knee, his eyes never leaving yours as tears start to form in his eyes.

‘Hermosa, I am completely and irrevocably in love with you. You own me body and soul and it has even agony these last few months not being able to hold you, kiss you, make love to you.' He pauses, taking in a shaky breath "Please end my pain and marry me.’ He finishes as the box creaks open to reveal a simple, yet spectacular, diamond engagement ring.’

Your hands fly up to cover your mouth as you gasp in shock, tears spilling down your cheeks as your shoulders shake. The longer you don’t answer the more nervous Javier becomes, his heart in his throat as he remains on his knee awaiting your answer.

‘Baby, please. Say something.’

‘Yes.’ You manage to choke out before covering your mouth again in an attempt to muffle your sobs.

Peña’s on his feet in a flash, scooping you into his arms before kissing you deeply as he slips the ring on your finger.

‘When the hell did you buy a ring?’

‘Not important.’ He chuckles before kissing you again, this time with a hunger that goes straight to your core.

You clumsily pull each other's clothes off as he backs you towards the bedroom, both of you naked as the day you were born by the time the backs of your knees hit the mattress. You fall back, giggling as he grabs you by the waist and pushes you further up before positioning himself between your thighs. Two thick fingers plunge into your heat and you yell as he curls them deliciously, pumping them in and out relentlessly.

‘Fuck Javi.’ You whine, throwing your head back as you practically growl from the stimulation his fingers were giving you ‘FUCK.’

He says nothing, just grins as you dig your heels into the mattress, feeling yourself barrelling towards your orgasm and you know it's going to be intense. He increases his pace, fingers hitting that spot over and over and over. Your toes curl as you cum, your release gushing over his hand and the sheets but you don’t have a chance to recover before he’s sheathing himself inside of you.

‘FUCK’ You scream again as he pounds into you, your moans swallowed by his mouth as he devouring yours.

Your nails dig into the muscles in his shoulders, so deep that it’s bound to leave marks but you don't care and neither does he, he wants you to mark him. Claim him. He’s yours and you are his. He changes his angle and it’s devastating, the coil within tightening at an alarming rate and you bear your neck to him as you scream his name.

‘Cum for me.’ He coos, his eyes black with lust as he watches you writhe beneath him.

As if on command you do, your walls clamping down on his length and pulling him right along with you. He collapses on the bed beside you, chest heaving as he turns his head to look at you with a blissed-out expression.

‘I love you.’ He says softly as he rolls onto his side, tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear as he grins at you like a lovesick teenager.

‘I love you too.’ You reply as you smile at him ‘That was also quite something.’

‘Yes.’ He says, letting out a breathy chuckle ‘Yes it was.’

‘Make the most of fucking me like that whilst you can.’

‘Hmmm?’

‘Because soon, this is going to get in the way.’ You finish as you rub your swollen womb.

‘Well if that's the case then I think we better make the most of it again.’ He grins as he pulls you into a bruising kiss, already hard for you again.

~

‘Congratulations to you both.’ Says Chucho as he raises his beer bottle in cheers.

The bar copies the man's actions, cheering loudly and you gaze at Javi who is looking down at you with his big brown eyes, eyes crinkling in the corners. Wrapping his arm around your waist, he pulls you into a sloppy kiss that makes you swoon.

‘Congratulations guys.’ Comes a familiar voice and you both look up to see Si stood across from the two of you, a genuine smile filling his features ‘I’m really happy for you both.’

‘Thank you, brother.’ Replies Javier as he shakes Si’s hand before moving for you to accept Si’s hug.

‘Thank you, Si.’ You say sweetly ‘For everything and I’m sorry for you know?… For what happened between us.’

‘Water under the bridge beautiful.’ He replies ‘It was fun while it lasted.’ He finishes as he gives you a nudge and a wink.

‘That it was.’ You agree as you chuckle.

‘Well well well if it isn’t tweedle dum and tweedle dee.’ Comes a voice you'd never expected to head.

‘MURPHY?’ You yell as you run into his arms, squealing with excitement as he laughs at your reaction ‘What the hell are you doing here?’

‘Chucho rang he.’ He states as he slaps Javier on the arm ‘Couldn't miss my partner’s engagement party now could I?'

‘I never thought I’d see the day Javier Peña would settle down.’ Comes another voice and you look up to see Connie grinning at you ‘Definitely never thought he'd be having a baby.’ She finishes as she pulls you into a sideways hug.

‘Actually, it's babies.’ Javier corrects and both Murphy’s look between you in shock.

‘Your not?’ She asks with her mouth agape and you both nod.

‘Twins?’ Steve explains and you share a loving look at Javier before nodding again ‘Well shut the front door, that's fucking wonderful!’

‘Do you know?…’ Connie trains off, grinning at you.

‘Girl and a boy.’ You answer.

‘Jackpot.’

You laugh at Steves remark as you let your head fall against Javi’s shoulder, humming in delight when he gives your hip a small squeeze.

‘You…’ Connie points at you ‘Need to tell me everything. You two.’ She motions between Steve and Javier ‘Stay out of trouble.’

She drags you to an empty booth, hugging you again before sipping her drink and slouching back against the faux leather back of the bench.

‘Sooooo?’ She starts ‘How the hell did this all happen?’

‘Well, this.’ You point at your bump ‘Happened the night before Javier left Columbia.’ You clarify and she grins at you ‘Us. Well, let's just say a lot has happened in the last 5 months.’

‘Like?’

‘I met Si.’ You point at him and Connie looks at you with piqued interest ‘We dated for a few months. Was pretty incredible and I loved him but I wasn't in love with him. It took Javier almost drowning for me to realise that I can't live without him.’

‘Wait what?’ Connie interrupts, her expression changing to one of shock ‘He almost drowned?’

‘Yeah, he uh…’ You pause, taking a sip of your own beverage ‘He saw Si and me fucking on the couch. He’d popped round to show me some baby grows he’d bought and saw us through the window.’ You shiver as the memory of him falling assaults your eyes ‘He got smashed and decided to try and fix the pier down at the end of Chucho’s land. Lost his footing on the rotten wood when I called out to him and he fell. His dad and I managed to drag him out of the river and I gave him CPR. I managed to revive him but I almost didn’t. It broke me.’

‘So how did you end up together?’

‘Well, I’m not exactly proud of it.’ You start, giving her a guilty look ‘We uh… Well, basically the babies started kicking when he’d come round with some food. It was beautiful and we got caught up in the moment. One thing led to another and… Well, let's just say Si walked in on us.’

‘Shit.’

‘Yeah.’ You reply ‘He was surprisingly good about it though. Eventually. We deserved hell but instead, he gave us his blessing. He told Javier to go get me and Javier decided to take it one step further.’ You finished as you grinned at her before letting your eyes flit down to the engagement ring on your finger.

‘Boy did good!’ Connie exclaims when she spots the ring ‘Well done Javi.’ She finishes and you chuckle, gossiping well into the night.

~

Chapter 8

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i LOVE how much love ephrata is getting YES natural hair girlies RISE! ive always imagined if harry and i had a kid he'd have to learn how to do black girl hair. cri at the thought of teaching him how to tend to it so baby girl would be happy when he's on house husband duties inbetween tours

OH NOOOO PLEASERFRFREDF ILL CRYYYY HARRY DOING HIS LIL BABIES HAIR..........GOD

Anonymous said: 2 things 1 I want to know what he thought when he found out that girl was pregnant he was probabky like he’s a pregnant lady in my video also I would not be jealous abt the video Bc that’s literally his job and he’s hot in it I’d be like well I get to fuck him later sooooo -🌙

HE PROBS MADE SO MANY BABY JOKES WITH THE WATERMELON GODDDDDDD

Anonymous said: Ughhhh my friend just texted me about her new house and she sent the floor plan and showed us which one is her room and she said “it’s so annoying bc I have to share a bathroom with my sister and my room is the smallest” and her room right now has a whole ass walk in closet and it’s HUGE. When my room fits a small bed and a desk and we have to bathrooms in a family of 5 💀 she’s also complaining about having the iPhone x like sis chill tf out

wow rich people problems I feel so bad for her ://// SIKE

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One part of me is hoping Elise is pregnant because seeing dad harry would just make me swoon. Butttttttt on the other hand it really isn't the right time harry literally works like 24/7. I think once he had a family he'd set his priorities straight. And if he keeps working like this and Elise isn't pregnant, I think he'd end up losing her because he doesn't spend much time with her :(

Okaayyy Daddy! Harry in this story to me would be sooooo freaking cute, like he’d probably freak out a few times and be a complete mess but like his character, once the baby was born I think he would be adorable:

He’d get in his morning cuddles before going to work and would do the early morning feeds, he’d get up at four because he knows te little one wakes up at five, he would ponder around the house to get himself to way up, do a few business things on his laptop before tending to his little one. Or when he is super slammed with work the first week the baby is actually home, he’d move them into the penthouse and he’d walk around the office in the mornings with the baby to let E sleep. He’d close his office door and cuddle with the little one while staring out his large window that shows the sun rising, dawn tinted colours spreading across the sky and the small whimpers of the baby fills the room. He’d have him or her pressed to his shirt with a little blanket around the bundle of a joy, and he’d request that nobody interrupts him for the thirty minutes unless it is an emergency. So. he’d have his office patiently waiting by his door until it hits seven so they can get his attention while he keeps the little one asleep on him before he E wanders down to take the baby bc despite his whines, he can not keep the baby on his chest for a whole meeting. Even if the baby, is as he says, “So cute,” He would try defend himself with, “it’s my office, my meeting, I decide who enters. Look, I am teaching our little one the fundamentals of business.” 

Ohh :( That hurts my heart because now I have that burned into my thoughts and I want to thoroughly write it hahaa ! I can’t tell you what happens ;) But, if she was pregnant it would be super cute, and if she isn’t then yes, you are right. He needs to make some changes and so does she.She is starting to work just as much as he is, and for a guy H does not like. :) xx