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stillxnunpxidintern · 6 months

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Ace x Reader x Marco - One Piece Imagine - Werewolves are just big puppies

You had just moved into a little bungalow in a new town, after having found out that your ex had been cheating on you for over a year, and you felt like a complete idiot for not seeing sooner but now you had your new start and never had to worry about that utter fucker again.

Finding your new home had been by pure luck, you had been looking at the right time when appeared online and instantly felt drawn to the little bungalow. It had two bedroom, one of them could be your office but also works as guest room. It needed some work done, nothing major just minor things but it was your now.

Getting to live by the sea and a large national forest, made you excited to explore both.

You just finished unpacking most of your things, and things that weren't unpacked you put in the spare room for the moment and would deal with that on another day, mainly when the furniture for that room arrives and that wouldn't be for at least another couple of weeks.

Now finished for the day, you realise just how hungry you were, but you craving warm gooy freshly baked browns and with ice cream, as nothing else seemed appealing. So pulling on a large coat to cover up the state of your current clothes, then grabbed your keys and headed to closest supermarket and got all the ingredient that you needed for the brownies.

Trying to decide what ice-cream to get was the hardest part, and as you were concatenating on what one to get, you were unware that someone standing behind you till the door to the freeze open, startling you and making you eep as you look behind to see a tall guy blonde guy with glasses.

He gave you a sheepish look and apologized for startling you from your very serious ice-cream choosing, as he opened the door more and pulled out what he needed.

You told him it was fine, you should of been paying more attention, but trying to choose the right one to go with brownies you were going to make is hard, like did you want just all chocolate, did you want salted caramel or some sort berry ice-cream, there were to many.

The guy then suggested coconut ice-cream, and you pondered on that for a few second, before hearing someone yelling and turned to see a guy with black hair running toward you very fast and thought he was about to run into you but quickly came to stop right in front you.

Your heart was beating fast in your chest as you stared at guy, who was just a nose away, before the blonde scold him for being careless and potentially hurting someone. Ace, you found out was his name, pouted saying he wouldn't of ran into you, but a look from the blonde had him turning to you and apologising for nearly running into you.

The blonde put a hand on Ace shoulder and steered him away, before he said good luck on choosing the right ice-cream, as they both men disappeared from view. It took another few minutes looking at the ice-cream before deciding on a coconut & pineapple ice-cream.

Once home and brownies made, you devoured half it with ice-cream, and then collapsed on your bed absolutely knackered now that you've stopped for the day, and slept through till late morning the next day.

Over the next week between getting things done for work, and trying to sort things out that you needed for living a new area, you hadn't been able to go out and explore it. You had met an older couple who were some of your neighbours. They told you to be careful, if you went to the forest as there were wolves in there.

One morning you had been walking down the wooden porch steps and didn't notice the ice and slipped down, hitting your lower back on the ways down. Once standing up your head was suddenly feeling fuzzy, almost like it was underwater.

You knew what was coming next, so you went back up the stairs and laid down on the wooden decking of your porch, as the fuzziness got worse, knowing had you still been standing you would of blackout for a few seconds, it's happened before when your fallen down stairs and hit your back.

A few minutes passed when you hear someone calling out to you, asking if you were okay. With the fuzziness slowly leaving, you rolled your head to see who it and noticed it was dark hair man, Ace you recalled, from supermarket.

You stared at him as he got closer and crouched down in front of you, asking again if you were okay. Finding your words at last you told him that you were okay, and then sat up what momentary brought the fuzziness back but it faded quickly away.

He watched you with sharp eyes, before looking over you and asking if you were sure, telling you that he had seen you slip down the steps and then laid down on the ground.

Hearing that he had seen you fall made your cheeks goes red, as you told him that yes, you really were fine just a sore a back now. He didn't say anything and helped you stand. You thanked him for his concern but this wasn't first time and won't be the last time either most likely.

Ace advised you to get salt for your steps, as it was mostly gonna start getting a lot more icy, but then joked he was happy to come play hero on his off time, if he got to see your pretty face again.

Your face flushed at his words, but he said to get your back checked out if the pain doesn't go in a week-ish or if it start to impact your day-to-day or you start to feel numbness or tingling. You thanked him for the advice before saying he seemed a little young for a doctor but he gave a little a laugh, that for some reason made you smile, as Ace explained that he didn't have the patience to spend that long in education to become a doctor, but he did learn things from being a Firefighter and his partner who was a doctor.

Hearing him say that he was a firefighter, didn't take you by surprised as you looked him more. You actually thought that suited him, even if you didn't know anything about him.

After he was completely sure that you were fine, Ace bid you a goodbye with a salute, before giving you a grin as he then called you Little Fawn, as he made his way to his car and gave a little wave before driving off. Once he was out of sight you groaned into your hands, letting your embarrassment take over you went inside now, you were just thankful no one else saw it and now hoped you wouldn't see Ace again to save yourself from future embarrassment.

Just as Ace had said, the mornings were now getting a little more icier. A few days after the incident, you had nearly slipped again on your steps, so decided it was time to get salt for the steps, so you don't slip and break your neck, though knowing your luck you would just end up embarrassing yourself even more.

So while in town getting the rock salt you needed, you went around the shops getting some warmer clothes and new blankets, large ones that you wrapped yourself up in while on the couch. You were looking some walking boots that in the window, trying to decide if you wanted new ones now or wait till you need them.

As you were debating it, a voice caught your attention as it was filled with amusement and you cursed inwardly, but didn't pay any attention that is until they called out Little Fawn. That made you turn and glare at the dark hair man, who was now grinning at you, well until he was smack on the head by the blonde next to him.

Ace whined out the name Marco, rubbing his head as he still was looking at you, pouting now which made you grinned. Looking toward the blonde, Marco, you recognize it was the same guy that Ace was with at the supermarket when you met him.

He gave you a smile and apologized for Ace, then asked how your back was doing, as Ace had told him about what had happened. You reassured him that your back was fine now and had brought salt so you wouldn't have a repeat of it.

Ace gave you a sad smile as he called you Little Fawn and said he wanted to play hero again. You pointed your finger at him and told him to quit it, but he just grinned you before asking for your name, and then he might stop calling you Little Fawn.

Something told you that he wouldn't stop calling you that terrible nickname, but gave him your name anyway.

Just as predicted, Ace continued to call you Little Fawn, much to your annoyance and Marco tried to rein in the younger man but still nothing was stopping him.

Knowing that there was no stopping Ace, Marco offered to buy you a drink as a consolation prize, which you took him up on it. Over the the course of the next hour or so, you got to know both men, attempting to kick Ace when ever he called you Little Fawn, but he seemed to evade every kick somehow, but Marco did smack him a couple for you.

You found that Marco was a doctor, and that both of them were part of big family, as they were fostered/taken in by a man called Edward Newgate, but they called him Pops. All the children/young adults he took in became his sons and daughters, and loved each one of them dearly.

Feeling mischievous, you looked at both men and asked if they knew incest was wrong, which made both them choke on their drink causing you to laugh. Once they had stopped coughing they gave you an unamused look, but you just shrugged your shoulders before saying that they were the ones that said they were brothers.

Ace then started on a quiet little rant, which amused you more and Marco looked to he ready to call it a day, but he still looked at Ace with a soft smile, and patted the younger man hair. You asked if he was finished with a smile and he looked like he wanted to pouted but didn't say anything more.

You moved on to a different topic by asking them about the forest and if they knew what trails were best to go on. They both looked at you as they began talking about the different trails, depending on what type challenge you were after.

Another half hour went by before you said to goodbye to them and no doubt would bump into each other again. Ace got one more little fawn in as he left, you swore you would get him back somehow.

Over the coming weeks, you bumped into them quite a few times, mainly in the supermarket.

One night, when it was late and you were sitting on the couch dozing off with a movie on in the background, you jerked up as you could hear distance howls. You were surprised to be able to hear the howls you didn't think they would be this close. Soon you yawning more and headed to bed, hearing a couple of more quiet howls as you got into bed and wondered if they were chasing some sort of prey or just playing around.

The following afternoon you bumped into Ace and Marco, they both looked so worn out and like they were ready to sleep for a week. You asked if they were okay and Marco gave you a sleepy smile that their night was very busy with their siblings.

While the two of you spoke, a sleepy Ace walked behind you, wrapping his arms around you before burying his face in to your neck and sighed in contentment, as he called you little fawn then said how nice you smelt.

As you continued talking to Marco, you asked if he or Ace had heard the wolves howling the pervious night. He said that he had with smile but they didn't come close to town, so nothing to worry about.

As the two of you talked more, you brought your hand to Ace hair and began patting it and messing it up even more than it was already. While he gave annoyed huff when you did, he didn't move from his position and rubbed his head against your cheek, which you rolled your eyes at and shook your head a little.

You told Ace that's he'll have to a go to bed early or he won't able to play hero to any damsels in distress, but he just sighed then called you little fawn again.

Marco had to pry Ace of you with sweet words and kisses, as he lead younger man after saying goodbye, and you could hear Ace whining but couldn't make out what he saying to blonde.

Now that you weren't being cuddled, you realise just how warm Ace was, as you felt a little chill goes down your spine.

It was about another week before you saw either men and that was only cause you had to go to the doctors.

You were currently sitting in the little waiting area, wincing at the pain that was shooting through your left shoulder. You closed your eyes and took a deep breath to try and ignore the pain .

When the nurse told you that the doctor was ready now, you followed behind them to the doctor room and thanked them before entering the room.

However you were surprised to see Marco sitting there, even though you knew he was doctor, but he also looked surprised to see you for a second before quickly smile as he welcomed you and told you sit.

When he asked what had brought you in, you explained that you had hurt shoulder. You had been sorting out the office/guest room, and as you were coming down a ladder when you had somehow missed the last step and slipped off, which resulted in you slamming down on to your left shoulder & arm, and from then you could only lift the arm to chest height before the pain starts, and that was making getting dressed and undressed hard.

Marco listened as you explained but he then asked when it happened and you told him a couple days ago, and that got you unimpressed look from the blonde doctor, as you told him that you thought it was nothing and it would only hurt for like a day, and the only reason you were there to find out what was wrong, as the pain was starting to give you headache sometimes now.

Standing from his chair, Marco came and stood in front of you, then gently straightened out your left arm, causing you wince and close your eyes as it was kept there for moment, before he told you that he was going to start lifting your arm, to see how far it can go. When he got your arm at 25-ish degree angle, you asking him to stop, while doing your best not to cry at pain.

Slowly and gently, he lowered your arm back to chest and you felt relief as pain slowly ebbed away to a dull ache. He apologized but need to see how far it could lift. He then asked what happen to your hand.

You told him that as you fell, you cut your palm but you had cleaned and bandage it up. He asked if he could check it over and you agreed, so Marco began to unwrap your hand and examined it, telling you that you'll need a few stitches cause of the length of it.

He went and got anything he needed for the stitches, so when he came back, he applied a numbing medication over the wound. Marco made quick work of cleaning cut and doing the stitches, before rewrapped your hand.

Once that was done he turned back to your shoulder, touching and prodding it, which didn't hurt as much as lifting your arm, so after a few more test, he said he didn't think your shoulder broken and that you mostly had bruised your shoulder muscle. He advised you strongly to keep your arm in a sling so to rest your shoulder and not lift anything heavy, as well as take pain killers when needed.

As Marco was putting the sling on you, he explained that this could take up to several weeks to heal, but he didn't think it would take that long for yours to heal, maybe a week or two at most.

Once he was finished, he told you that if it got worse over the next few days then to comeback. You thanked him and gave smile, as you grabbed your bag.

The blonde returned the smiled and ten gave a little chuckle, saying Ace might be right about you being a little fawn, which made you pout before say you've never been this clumsy before, but you move here and twice your hurt yourself now cause you slipped, at least you haven't cracked your head open, that was something.

He gave you a look and asked that you didn't do that otherwise you'll have a very sad Ace and that won't help your case for being not being little fawn.

When you asked if only Ace would sad, Marco said he would be as well and would like to only see you out & about and not in here again.

You agreed with him, that you rather not be back here if you can help it, so with that you both said goodbye, knowing that you'll end up bumping in to him and Ace at some point, and know that Ace is never gonna stop calling you little fawn, when he see you.

As you were leaving his office, you didn't see the look that Marco was giving you, it was a look of affection with a little hungry in his eyes.

As predicted, when Ace saw you next (on his own this time), and after ensuring that you were okay and recovering good so far, he started teasing you and calling you little fawn even more. You wanted to hit him but contained yourself for now and would do it when both arms could hit him.

When he finished teasing you and was able to get your number, he put you in a chat with him & Marco and changed your name to Little Fawn, which you fought him on and every time you changed it, he would put back to Little Fawn.

You were ready to murder him, so sent a message to Marco, telling him to control his boyfriend somehow, Marco replied a shrug emoji and then a gif of 'we tried and failed'. When you saw the gif, for some reason the thought of Marco looking through gifs and sending it, made you laughed.

Upon hearing you, Ace gave a soft a smile and took a photo of you, then sent it to Marco, before asking what was funny and so you told him your thought, made him chuckle as well.

The two of you spent the next hour or so chatting and laughing with each other, before Ace had to leave as he was on night shift at the fire station and need to get a few more hours of sleep.

After a he gave a quick side hug and left, you went around getting a few bits and bobs, that should help out while you only had one usable arm.

Feeling the ache in your shoulder start to become more unbearable, you went into a little café to relax with a hot drink and pastry. While in there you got a message from Marco asking how your shoulder was doing.

You were honest with him, and that it was aching at the moment so you were sitting before heading home. He said to make sure to put ice on it when you got home and you sent him an 'Aye aye captain' gif.

By the time you got home, you and Marco had spent a good while talking to each other, then you started sending pineapple gifs to him, which resulted in him send fawn gifs, mostly ones of them falling over.

When you made it home, you told him you'll speak to him later, as you noticed that there was a package on floor, when you open the front and was confused by it, you hasn't ordered anything lately. Picking it up, you could tell it was book and it was addressed to you, so wondered if you had actually forgotten about ordering it.

Walking into the living-room you placed the shopping bag down on the couch, as you opened the package with a little struggle. You pulled the book out as well as a note from a close friend from your home town, saying that they got this to help keep your mind occupied as your shoulder recover.

Your friend had sent you a smutty werewolf book and you just chuckled to yourself, as you placed it down on the table, before going to grab the gel ice pack from the freezer.

You wore it for longer than normal, as you went around doing your early evening routine, putting the things you brought away and started prep what you were going to have dinner, as it was took longer than normal and wanted to eat at a reasonable time.

The following the morning when you woke up, it was cold and grey with rain hitting against the windows and the wind howling. After dragging yourself from the warm bed, then showered and put on the warmest cosiest clothes you had, then spent the day on the couch, wrapped up in a blanket, with the electric fire on.

You sent a photo to the group chat, of couple of books next to a hot steaming cup of tea, with fire on in the background. Marco sent a photo of his paperwork and with a hot drink next to it, while Ace sent a selfie of him wrapped up in bed, before going to sleep. At least you and Ace were having a cosy day, even if Ace sleeping cause of night shift.

You picked up the book your friend sent, expecting it to be terrible bad and would give you laugh, as you've read similar books to this and they were terrible.

However once you started doing it, you didn't put done until you finished as you were so absorbed, the plot was great, that had some murder thrown in, the gentle moments and "Who hurt you?!" trope which lead the smut that was well written, and cause of that you hasn't paid any attention to your phone.

When done with the book, you kept smiling to yourself over a certain scenes, as you picked up your phone to check the time, and was surprised to see that it late afternoon, and the number of notification.

You quickly answered all the messages that you had, letting them know you were alive and fine, just got a little engrossed in a book. After sending that messages out, Marco first question was if your shoulder was okay, from being in the same position for a good few hours.

Seeing his message made you smile, as Marco seemed to worry more than your mother, but told him that it was fine and if it did start to hurt you would ice on it.

You knew the moment Ace was awake as you were started getting bombarded by messages, memes and gifs from him and waited till he finished before replying to him.

After telling him about your afternoon, he teased that he had another bookworm in his life, and then asked what the book was about. You just said it was supernatural one with some murder, you were not telling them that it was smutty book, they would tease you endlessly.

It was then your turn to tease Ace, by saying that it was a good thing that he was pretty. Marco sent a laughing emoji before saying Ace talents else where, so didn't need to use his brain that much.

That sent him off ranting, before starting leaving voice messages, which made you laugh more, as you could hear the whine in his voice and just knew that he was pouting.

The rest of the evening was spent mainly teasing Ace, and waiting for his response in between whatever work he was doing at the station.

Over the next few days, certain moments from the book kept replaying in your mind. As you had been talking to both Ace and Marco more, when one favourite scene from the book, came forth and changed the two of the characters as you started to daydream.

Ace had a predatory grin, as you watched him lick his lips and as your brain turns against you, giving you filthy thoughts of just what Ace could do with his mouth. As he stepped forward getting closer, you took a step backward in another body, forgetting momentarily that Marco was here as well.

Marco soon had his hand gently around your throat with a finger under your chin, tilting your head backward so that he could stare down at you, with the same predatory grin as Ace, making you shiver as you were soon sandwich between their bodies.

A loud thud brought you back to present and could feel your face heat up as it went red, at who you had found yourself daydreaming about. You tried to think about another things but that though images were stuck in your mind.

Soon it come a losing battle, the images just wouldn't leave and you kept thinking about it, which made you smile and bite your lip. Soon you were cursing your friend for buying that book for you. It wouldn't of happened if not for that book, but it was so good and steamy, you couldn't remember another book that had made you this flustered.

God how were you going to be able to look at them the same after this.

When you did see them again after your daydream, you were having trouble trying to keep eye contact with them and a straight face even though you knew your face is red. Both men had asked if you were okay, and told them that you is like 'completely fine' with a smile, while screaming on the inside, as your daydream popped to the front of your mind.

Both knew something up, so Marco quickly slipped into doctor mode and put his hand on on your forehead to check your temperature. He then moved his hand to under your chin, tilting your head upwards so he could look in your eyes, to see if your pupils were dilated.

Your brain short-circuited as soon Marco tilted your head up, as you stared forward, daydream once again replaying. Ace started waving a hand in front of your face and calling your name, but got no response from you.

A hard pinch to your side made you jumped and kick starting you again, as you glared at both men, not knowing which one who did, as they asked what that was about, and you told them that you were taking it to grave, as your face to get redder.

They looked at you, with a quirk of their lips in amusement but didn't say anything else. You decided it was time to leave and save your from further embarrassment or possible interrogation if you stayed anymore.

You bid both men goodbye and quickly left, hoping to get home and hid yourself away from everyone, especially Ace and Marco. You berated yourself for ruining the afternoon with how you acted.

While walking away, you were completely unware of the hungry/feral look that both men were giving your retreating form, plotting to claim you as theirs.

Over the next few days, you hid away at home refusing to go out encase you bumped into them as well as ignoring all their messages and attempts to get in connect with you. Throwing yourself off somewhere height from embarrassment still had some appeal to it, even when your friend said you were being drama queen, when you told them what had happen.

You were in your little office, working on a couple things when you heard knocking on the front door. Making sure to save your work, you headed to the front door and checked the peephole to see who it was.

There standing on your porch was Ace and Marco, what did you ever do to the universe to have it hate you so much. You resisted the urge to hit your head on head, and hoped that if you didn't answer the door or make any noise, they would think you were out and leave.

You waited with bated breath for them to leave, but instead of leaving you heard Ace call you little fawn, saying they knew you were there as you weren't all that quiet. Hearing him say that you quiet scoffed, you were very quiet.

Staying quiet for a little longer, you heard a loud sigh from Marco, that you knew was deliberate and then heard Ace speak again, either you open the door or he would open the door with force so you had to the count of five.

You looked out of the peephole again as Ace begin to count slowly as he looked liked he was getting ready to break your down. You were quickly debating with yourself if he would actually to it or not, surely he was just saying that in hopes you would open, not wanting the door broken or would he actually do it.

Just before he got to five and looking ready to break the door, you open the door, poking your head out and told them to go away. You were about to close the door when a foot stop it and you swore under your breath, before again telling them that you were fine and didn't need to be checked up on.

That didn't stop them from pushing the door open and looking at you, but as annoyed as you were you still didn't met either of their eyes.

Marco asked if they could enter, as they had truly just come to check on you as they had been worried about you, despite Ace slightly more forceful actions.

Knowing that neither of them were going to leave till their curiosity had been sated, you allowed them inside and closed the front door. You told them to sit as you gesture to the couches as you sat on the one opposite them.

As you soon as you were sitting, Ace asked why you had been ignoring them. You told him that you hasn't been ignoring either of them, you've just been busying with work, and given you only had one hand currently in use, it made everything twice as long to do and you haven't needed to go out, plus you shoulder had been hurting and didn't fancy carrying anything. Did you feel bad for lying to them kind of but you weren't about give them real reason.

They both eyed you, almost as if they were trying to work out if you were telling the truth or not, but hearing that the shoulder had been hurting, Marco was asking if you had been putting ice on it and if it was currently hurting.

You wanted to stay annoyed at them both for 'invading' your space but the look Marco was giving you, worrying about you had your annoyance melt away, as you told him that you had still been icing it, though not as much as you probably should of been, and it wasn't hurting currently.

He then asked if he could examine your arm, to see how the healing was progression. You remembered the last time and the pain but nodded your head, knowing he wouldn't do anything to purposely cause you pain.

With the sling removed, you shut for the a moment as you felt the weight of your arm pull at your shoulder, with the pain starting to seep in, so taking deep breath and clenched your hand into a fist, you open your eyes and watched Marco, who did his best to be gently.

There was movement next to you and then weight on your right side as Ace hand reached down and grabbed your clenched hand, and intertwining his fingers with yours and told you to squeeze when the pain got to much, he can handle your strength.

Marco started lifting your arm up, from it being straight in front to around 20 degree was bearable but he lifted your arm further, it became more uncomfortable quickly till there was pain shooting down your arm from the shoulder, making you squeeze Ace hand hard as little whimper left your lips, with tears prickling at your eyes.

Your arm was slowly lowered back down and laid against your chest, as you were asked where your ice pack, as the sling was put back on and you felt a little more relief. You told them that the ice packs were in the bottom draw of the freezer.

When the coldness of the ice pack hit your shoulder, you felt the tension in your body release as you sagged to your right slightly, leaning against Ace, who was giving you sweet words still holding your hand, as pain and heat started to subside.

After a couple of minutes, Ace released your hand but stayed next you, nuzzles your head a little as Marco told you that another two weeks and it should hopefully be able to be straight up in air, just keep doing what you've been doing. You just nodded head at the blonde as you felt the warmth that was radiating from Ace body, made you nestled into his side.

Looking towards Marco and the expression on his face, you just knew that Ace was probably grinning at him. You pushed away from Ace for the moment and asked them if they wanted anything to drink or eat.

Both decline, saying that they had eaten before coming here and they didn't want to give you extra work, especially having just checked your shoulder. So you settled back next to Ace and basking in his warmth again.

They then asked about the other day when you left them suddenly and what caused it. You mumbled under your breath and told them once again that you would take it took your grave.

Marco raised an eyebrow at you and could feel Ace chuckling beside you, before saying he enjoyed a good challenge and was going to find out what it was, but you asked him to leave it alone please, that when Marco chimed in and said that Ace never backs down from challenge, so get ready for it.

Hearing that made you groan, and really, really hoped that he didn't find out.

Over the next hour or so as the three you talk, you curled up against Ace as you began to get tired. Ace wrapped his arm around your waist keeping you close to him.

Soon you were close falling asleep, so Ace laid you down the couch and covered you with a blanket. Marco crouched in front of you and stroked your cheek before saying to have a good nap. Ace then said to have sweet dreams then pressed a kiss into your hair and quickly rub his cheek against your, before they left quietly talking to each other about you.

Over the next two weeks things went back to normal between the three of you, but Ace had been trying to pry information from you about what you didn't want to them know but you tried pleading with him that he just drop, but that fell on deaf ears.

During that time you heard howling for the for a second time, it sounded closer that time but you didn't pay much attention to it, but the following morning you found a dead rabbit on your front steps. You went back inside and messaged both men that some animal had left you dead rabbit, and asked the best to to get rid of it.

Ace said you should turn it in to rabbit pie or stew, and you sent a very unamused selfie to him, before asking for an actual answer and Ace told you to just take it somewhere that wild life could get at it and leave it for them.

So you did just that, with a rubber glove on, you grabbed the dead rabbit and took it to an area that the wild life would be able to get at it, at least some other animals won't go hunger.

At the end of the two weeks, you were back at the doctor office, seeing Marco and how your shoulder was doing. You were so thankful to be able to hold your arm straight in the air, even if only for a few seconds before it started to get uncomfortable and then the pain started to blossom making you put your arm down.

Happy with how your shoulder was currently, Marco suggested using the sling in the evening for another week or two, just to give your shoulder a little rest from the day and gave you couple of stretches to do.

With having the okay to use your left arm normally now, you messaged Ace and Marco, asking if they wanted to come over for a dinner, to which they both happily agreed, though Marco did warn you that Ace had a black hole for a stomach.

Taking Marco words to heart about black hole that was Aces stomach, you made a large pot of beef stew with dumpling, as well as a couple of dishes that were roasted vegetables.

When the evening arrived for them having dinner at your, you got to see just how much Ace ate made and you were so glad with how much you made for dinner, plus Marco seemed to have a large appetite as well, but at least you knew that there wouldn't be anything left and made washing up easier.

With meal finished and dishes collected, you went to start washing up, but an arm pulled you away and told you sit at the table, as both men began to wash and dry, even when you told them that they were guests and didn't need to do that.

*They both ignored your complaint before asking where everything went once it was dried and you directed them where everything went. You went back into the livingroom, where they both sat together on one couch and you other, before putting your sling on and resting your arm.

Your fireplace cracking in the background as the three of you spoke through the evening, till it was late and both of them called it a night. You were standing with both men stood on your porch talking for a couple of more minutes, before both of them thanked you again for dinner and got a kiss on both cheek, making your cheeks goes red. Ace once again then rubbed his cheek again your before shooed him away with a smile

You leaned against the door frame smiling and saying bye to them, waving to till the car was out of sight, and closed the door, unware of a pair of eyes watching from darkness.

A few days later while looking at the weather for the up coming days, you saw that was there was a going to a warm sunny day and then asked Marco and Ace, if they waned to join you for the hike that day but unfortunately they declined as they were busy with prior commitments otherwise they would of.

You asked them what were some of the good hiking trails to go on and which one had more scenic spots along it. Soon both of them were squabbling with each other over the best place to hike. You just chuckled at the text and audio messages they were sending each other.

Eventually they both came to a decision on what the trail would be best, for this time of year, even if day was gonna be sunny and warm. You thanked them both for their help and promised to send lots of photos to them.

Ace told you be careful while hiking but he was always ready to come and rescue his little fawn, if you sent an SOS out. You asked Marco to smack his boytoy when he saw him and Marco just sent a thumb up.

The day of the hike had you up early, packing your bag with food, drinks and other things that will and could be needed, it something happened when you were out. After a good hearty breakfast you got in your car and drove the place that the guys mentioned.

Once you arrived at the spot, you got and ready yourself, then took your first selfie of the day and sent off, with the caption "Running away and joining the wolves", both of them had sent gifs of laughing floor, before Ace sent a message saying run free little fawn.

Around mid-morning you got a message from Marco asking if everything okay. Slightly confused you sent him a selfie in front of a bunch of heather and said that everything was fine, and why he asked.

He just said that something felt off and knowing you were off hiking and with a shoulder that had just recovered, so he wanted to check in on you. You reassured him that you were fine and shoulder wasn't hurting.

While you were out enjoying your hike and taking selfie & photos, both Marco and Ace were fighting against their instincts as they could feel something was wrong and wanted to rush to you.

It was around mid-afternoon when you stopped to have a quick snack break in a little clearing, taking another selfie and sending it to the group chat, unware of what was lurking in the background of it.

With the snack break over, you decided now would be a good time head back down now, so it wouldn't be dark by the time you got to bottom. On the walk back, you couldn't help but fell like your being watched, before every time you looked around to see what animal it could be but there was nothing to see so you went on again.

As you were passing by a thick part of trees and bushes, something swiftly slammed in to you, sending you flying to other side of the path. Hitting the ground with a thud and rolling a few times, as pain spread through your body from the impact.

Your vision for blurred accompany with a ringing in your head, that took a few seconds to clear and allow you to think clearly again. As you rolled on to your knees, your eyes widen at the sight of a large black wolf in front of you, mouth open and missing a few teeth from what you could see as it stepped close to you.

Terror coursed through your body, as you tried to put space between you and the wolf. You looked around trying to find something that you could use as weapon but there nothing near you big enough to use.

The wolf stared at you before it started woofing, it sounded strange, almost like it was laughing at you. The strange woofing did turn in laugher, as you watched the wolf turn into a large naked dark skin man with black bushy hair and missing teeth.

Frozen in place at what you just witness, your brain was trying to comprehend what you just seen as you stared at the man still wide eyed. He laughed again at you, stepping closer and tried to touch you but your body reacted and recoiled away from him, not wanting to be touched by this man.

Everything in you was screaming to run but you knew that running was pointless, especially knowing that he could turn into a wolf. He began talking about something but you weren't paying attention as you were trying to formulate a plan on how to get away.

He soon noticed you weren't paying attention, so he crouched down and grabbed your face, harshly squeezing your cheeks and called you little fawn. Upon hearing the nickname made stare in terror, as the fear in your vein amped up, as you wondered how the hell he knew that.

Seeing your expression made him laugh, as he called both Ace and Marco idiots, as neither of them never once noticed him hanging around, and it was prefect cause now he would get his payback on them by taking away their little human mate permanently .

You were trying to make sense of everything he just said, but the things that blaring at you that was taking your focus was the "payback", "take away" and "permanently", did he really plan to kill you just to get back them.

His hand moved from your cheeks and wrapped it around your throat, easily lifting you in air as he squeezed your neck tighter and breathing becoming harder. He grinned sadistically at you tightening his hand even more before saying how he was going to enjoy retelling both Ace and Marco how he snubbed you out with his bare hand.

You clawed at his hand and wrist, but it did nothing to him so kicked out, which made him laughed, that someone as weak you couldn't even hope could hurt him. As he tighten his hand again, your vision began to darken around the edge as you fought to stay focus on the man in front but your consciousness started to fade.

Then suddenly you were thrown again to ground and rolled a few times, as the ability to breath again came rushing back, as you were now sucking in as much air in as possible before you began coughing with tears rolling down your cheeks.

Looking up, there was now two more wolves, one was a light tan wolf and another black wolf. It was in this moment you were sure this was how you were going to die, by wolves attack, so you closed your eyes waiting for the pain.

When it didn't come, you opened your eyes and saw the tan wolf was in front of you, baring it teeth and growling, while the other black wolf was snapping it teeth at the man, who quickly shifted back in to wolf again.

The two black wolves began attacking each other and trying to get at each other throat. Watching the the two wolves fights, you couldn't see which one was the man as they sort blended together as they fought. There was a brief pause in the fighting and that was all that was needed as one of the black wolves, the man you assumed, came rushing forward snarling.

The tan wolf was now standing at full height and slammed into the black wolf, cause him to be thrown to the ground then the tan wolf pounced, pinning the wolf down as they got their jaws around the neck of the black wolf and bit down.

While that was happening, the other black wolf had came in front of you, blocking your view of the fight, rubbing their body up against you as loud snapped was heard followed by a thud and the sound of something being dragged away.

The tan wolf soon returned to you and with both of them in front of you now, you wondered if they were going to attack you now, now that the bigger threat was out of the way.

What you weren't expecting however was for both wolves to rub there faces against your and gave little whines, before moving away and stood a couple of meters in front of you.

In a just few moment, where once stood two wolves, now stood two recognisable figures, naked as the day they were born. Your eyes did wonder all over them, face turning red before you stared at their chest, while your brain was trying to make sense of everything that had happen within the last 10 minutes.

Both men watched you with a careful eye, waiting for the screaming/freaking out to happen. However it never came as you just stared at them as you got so lost in your thoughts over this. Not getting a reaction from you made Marco crouch in front you and gently cupped your face, as he called your name.

You blinked at him for a few seconds as you slowly realised that he was in front of you, and still very naked, making it hard to keep your eyes on his chest/face and not to look lower cause damn these men were fine. You asked them to go put clothes but you noticed how raspy voice was as well as the pain in your throat was when you spoke.

Marco frowned and then growled a little as he saw the hand mark that was around your throat, but told you that unfortunately they didn't have any as they get shredded when transform.

Ace was back in wolf form as he came and laid down next you, just as Marco told you that they would take you back to the car, as it would be quicker and then later on, they'll come over, dressed this time, and answer any questions you want to ask.

You were manhandled by the blonde, on to Ace's back and told to lean down and keep a firm grip on the black fur. Said black wolf stood up once you were gripping his fur and then watched as Marco turned back in to the tan wolf.

The trip back was indeed quicker and quiet, so when back at your car, you slid off Ace back on your to feet, what felt so unsteady now that you standing up, feeling both wolves rubbed themselves against you oddly enough made you feel more at ease, but they soon heading off back to in forest.

You were in a kind of hazy on the drive back home, but questions were starting to form as you sat in the car before heading inside. When you made it inside you started pulling your clothes off and dropping them on the floor as you headed to the bathroom, where while sitting under the shower, with the hot water hitting your sore body, you thought over some of the things that man had said.

An hour after getting out of the shower, you were sitting on the couch staring off into the fire place, when a knock on the front door told you that both men had arrived. Taking a deep breath you readied yourself and went open the door, to find them fully clothed and with a bag of hot food, from the smell of it.

While the three of you ate, there was little small chatter between yous, as they were waiting for question and still kind of waiting for you to freak out, even just a little, and you were trying to find the courage to speak first.

Once you were finished, you went into the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of alcohol for some liquid courage. You also pulled your sling on, as your shoulder was starting hurt from being thrown to the ground twice, which they homed in on.

Settling down on the couch, you open the bottle and took a long swig of the content and then asked the obvious question of what were they, your voice raspy and kind of quiet.

They explained that they werewolves but they weren't how media portrayed they, sure there were some like that but they weren't like that. They were apart of large pack, it's why they had many siblings, cause Pops was head of the pack, took in anyone that needed/wanted a home, pack or both.

They talked about their transforms in to a wolf, and do it when they wanted apart from on the full moon when they always transform and they let theirs wolves take over full for the night but they were still kind of aware of what is happening.

You listened to everything that they told, taking a few more sips from the bottle, as you soaked in the all information that they were telling you.

When they finished explaining, you asked who the man was that decided to attack you. Ace began telling you that his name was Teach but started going by Blackbeard after being kicked from the pack. Before you could asked why he was kicked out, Marco answered that Teach had tried to kill one of their other siblings, so he was kicked from the pack and banish from pack land.

You then asked why he came after you, you didn't do anything to him and both of them had a sheepish/slightly guilty look on their face before saying that they, as two commanders of the pack, made sure that he was caught and sentenced to his banishment, ensuring he left the packs territory which was big, due to the size of the pack, and with how close you have gotten to them and being human, you were an easy target.

Okay that made some sense to you, but it made you wonder just how long had that man been watching you, given you've been living here like two and half months, and thinking about that made you realised just how close you had become to them, over that short time.

Remembering something that Teach said, you asked them what he had he meant when he said you were their little human mate. You watched as they both froze for a moment before turning to each other and similarly had a silent conversion.

You watched them both, waiting for them to finished their conversation and give you an answer. After a few more moment of silence they turned back to you and both of them seemed to be trying to find the best way to answer that.

Marco started off saying that it meant you were their, as much as they were yours. That your very being calls to them and their wolves, like a large flashing neon light. They were constantly trying to rein in their wolves, who wanted to around you at all times.

Then Ace chimed in and told you, that you were their one, their missing piece and they both wanted you so much, but only if that what you wanted, they weren't gonna force this on you, if it wasn't something you wanted.

Hearing that confession confused you, how could they possible be so sure of that, but also at the same time apart of you sort of understood. You thought about the past two and half months and how much time you've spent with them and that when you realise just how much you liked being around them, how safe and content they made you feel when they were around, knowing that they will come to your rescue when it was need, like that afternoon.

That made your heart skip a beat, as you're hit with realisation that you were falling for them, and that kind of terrified you with how your last relationship ended but you were also excited to find out.

You asked what they wanted to do going forward, now that you knew the truth about them and your connection? bond? to them.

They wanted to court you, take you out on dates and romantic gateways, go on days out or spending it inside doing nothing, then spend the nights wrapped around each other and they wanted to take you to met their family.

Again only if that is you wanted, they would be happy with friendship if that all you wanted, they just want to keep you in their lives.

Everything they had said made your heart flutter, as the thought of having dates and days out with them, then spending nights wrapped up in them, made you want it all and more.

There was a couple of moment of quiet before you asked them, where they would take you for a first date, then you explained how you felt, what you felt for them and how you want what they were offering. You tell them about your last relationship and while you were sure they wouldn't do that to you, that lingering thought was still there.

Before you even finished speaking, you were being pulled on Marco lap, his arms wrapped around you and buried his face in your neck, as he breathed in your scent.

Meanwhile Ace sat in front of you, head resting on your leg as he looked up at you, and promised that they would never cheat, as now they have you everyone else lost their appeal, you were the only one they had eyes for.

The rest of the night both Ace and Marco reiterate how they wanted you, and teasingly say that they were being good and keeping their hands to themselves for now. They also talked about the dates they wanted to take you on.

When the day finally caught up to you, you ended up falling asleep against Marco, and not wanting to wake you or let you go, both of them moved around so they could both be on the couch with you and get some sleep.

Waking in the morning, you felt refreshed and went to stretch but found yourself unable to move. Opening your eyes you found yourself still wrapped up in Marco arm, albeit in a different position and Ace at the other end.

You were amazed that both of them some how fitted on your couch, and looked at Ace for a few second, he looked peaceful even though you were sure that it wasn't comfortable for him.

With some wriggling, you managed to escape Marco hold and stretch out once standing up, hearing a couple of pops before heading into the kitchen.

With the kettle boiling away, you grabbed a few cups and filled one with coffee and the other two with tea, then added the boiling and let them sit while you rummaged through the cupboard and fridge trying to decide what to make for breakfast.

In the end you went with bacon rolls and scumbled eggs as it was the easiest and doesn't need much effort to do. Cutting the rolls open and placed them on the little kitchen island. As you started cooking you could hear shuffling in background and before long a pair of arms wrapped around your wrist with a face buried in your neck, breathing your scent in.

You could tell it was Ace as there was no facial hair that you could feel, and pointed him to where the tea was on the side, along with milk and sugar. A quiet mummer came from him before releasing you.

More footsteps came into the kitchen and you turned to the blonde, giving him a smile before saying that coffee was ready for him. Your voice was quiet and you felt discomfort when you spoke. Marco gave you a look but thanked you, as you turned your attention back to the bacon till it was done and placed it on the kitchen island, then turned your attention to making the scramble eggs.

That only took a few minutes, then placed it on a plate and let both of them eat, as you grabbed yourself a roll, and put the bacon and scramble egg in, before watching Ace inhale the rest of the food.

You winced when you swallowed your first bite, and grabbed your tea tp help the rest of the bite down. You managed a to finished the roll, even though it hurt every time you swallowed, whether it be food or drink.

Once breakfast was all gone, Ace went around cleaning and washing up the plates and everything that was used, while Marco took you back to living-room and sat you on the couch. He checked your neck first, eyes hardening and glaring at the handprint that began to show now, then pressed gently on it, making your groan in discomfort, before asking you to just swallowed a few time, and each time you winced.

He told you that it seem like their no permanent damaged but it would take at least a week to heal, but depending on how much damaged Teach did when he tried to strangle you, it probably gonna hurt more before it started getting better, but if you start having respiratory problems, to seek medical help immediately.

When Marco had finished his examining you, Ace had re-joined and saw staring at your throat and the looked on his face would of made you nearly pity Teach a tiny bit, cause if bastard wasn't dead already, you were sure he would be wishing for death if Ace got his hands on him.

The guys spent another hour with you before the both had to leave, as they had to report to Pops about the yesterday and deal with corpse, so would be busy for a few hours but you wanted they would come around in the evening again.

You very much would like to see them again, only if they were up to it once they had finished with their responsibilities. They told you that they would be back then and will let you know when they're leaving\\\.

While standing at the front door, both men kept eyeing your lips especially when you run your tongue over them and that was enough for them, as Marco step closer and cupped your cheek before saying they were going to kiss you, so say something now if you didn't want them to.

All you said was please, and that was it, Marco lips were on yours and was left breathless when he released you, he was smiling at you as Ace stood in front of you and lent forward, whispering that Marco also still left him breathless him as well, before claiming your lips and thoroughly kissing you.

When Ace moved away, your pupils were blown and quickly covered your face with a hand, knowing it was going red and shooed them away, as they just laughed saying that you'll have to get used, as they were going to see how red they could make you go.

The rest of the morning and afternoon was spent doing some cleaning and laundry, changing your bedding just encase Ace and Marco did spend the night, as you refuse to sleep on the couch again. All three of you should be able fit on the bed, even though you were sure Marco would end up with cold feet, but that was his fault for being so tall.

You had just sat down with a cup of tea when you got a message saying that they be over soon. Knowing that they would be here soon, you turned the fire place on to make the living-room warm and cosy, mainly for yourself as both men were always warms.

When opening the door for them, you barely got to say anything before being swept into a pair of arms and spun around a couple of times before your face was peppered with kisses. When released from the younger mans arms you were met with a kiss on the cheek, turning to look at blonde man and welcomed him back.

The rest of the evening was spent getting to know each other, you getting teased by them both as you told a childhood story. Learning that Ace was a feral child didn't surprise you and chuckled as he told you about his two other brother, which made you coo at at him and pitch his cheek.

It was decided that until the bruising on your throat started to fade, going out on date would wait, as you didn't have any turtleneck and even then it wouldn't be covered up completely. You were more than happy to have more intimate dates at home and not worry about going red and covering your face.

At some point during the evening, you asked them what it was that finally made them stop fighting against their wolves and come after you. They answered that It had been the last selfie you sent them and they noticed Teach in the background.

Hearing that made you look at that selfie, cause you never remember seeing anything in the background. Looking at the photo you didn't see anything out of place, until Ace enlarge the image and there was two small black ragged triangles that had bits missing, and they both knew though ears well.

You asked how the hell had they even noticed that, the ears were so hidden in the background. They sheepishly admit they had zoomed in on all the photos you sent, in an attempt to try to quell their worry and wolves that you fine and nothing was wrong.

Upon seeing the ears they had shifted so quick and destroyed their clothes, that they had startled a lot of their siblings, as they didn't have time to waste in getting to you, which was proven right.

Thanking them again and called them good boys while giving their heads pets, which resulted in them blushing which made you laughed, and before you knew it Ace arms were round holding you in place as Marco decided that tickling was a suitable punishment for you.

You were kicking and squirming trying to get away form them, pleading through shrieks and tears, until you told them you needed breath, which stopped the tickling and when you were finally able to breath, you eyes free of tears.

Ace let you up as he then began teasing you, pitching your cheeks and calling you little fawn with a little coo. You slapped his hand away and told him you would get him back, so he better watch out before sticking your tongue.

Marco chuckled next to you and then said if you weren't careful, your tongue wouldn't be your any more. You looked at them both, noticing the matching look they had and instantly covered your face, asking them to stop doing this to you, as you were gonna end up permanently red in the face.

They laughed, saying you'll have to get used it cause they don't plan on stopping, then reminded you that they were going to see how red they could make you. Hearing that you wondered this was a curse or a blessing now.

It was closer to midnight, with both you and Ace starting to fall sleep against each other, so Marco decided it was bedtime for you, as well as he and Ace should be getting home. You groaned with a tiny whine mixed in when he said that. Marco just chuckled and said that both he and Ace had work in the morning, so unfortunately had to go home, but promised that on the following weekend, they would stay over depending on Ace shift at the station.

You understand why but that doesn't mean you didn't pout it, but then gave him a sleepy smile at possible promise of them staying over next weekend.

Ace yawned and stretched as he was herded out, he did look very cute while sleepy. They both gave you a kiss, one on the side of your head and another on the forehead, you then told them to let you know when they get home, watching them leaving quietly.

After getting ready for bed and scrolling on your phone for a little while, you got a messages in the group chat. Upon opening it you laughed at the image, Ace face down in the middle of the bed seemly asleep. You told Marco good luck and hopefully he'll get some of the bed back, and wished him a goodnight.

Over the next week, the bruise on your neck had blossomed in to a lovely shade of purple and slowly green was seeping in, as it began to heal. By the following weekend the purple was mostly gone and was green with yellow. Your throat did hurt more on Monday and Tuesday, like Marco said it would, that swallowing anything hurt, but at least by the weekend you could swallow again with little pain.

Thankfully Ace shift patterns worked out that he had the weekend off, so you were looking forward to spending the weekend with both men.

Between finishing your work and waiting for the guys to arrive, you changed the bedding and then your clothes for something more comfortable.

When they arrived, you were greeted with smiles and kisses before they were checking your neck, which you rolled your eyes at, but let them fuss anyway. The evening was spent eating, dinking and talking. Both you and Marco teased Ace about his sleeping position from the photo, saying how neither of you would fit on the bed with him star-fishing.

He tried to defend himself by saying how tired he was, but ended up pouting when neither of you would listen and made some joking comments before cooing at him and gave kisses to cheer him up, which it did.

When it was time to retire for the night, as soon as you were getting up you found yourself being thrown over a shoulder, making you laugh telling Ace to put you down but was just patted on the bottom and asked for the bedroom.

You told him where the room was as you looked at Marco, but he shrugged his shoulders and gave you a smile, as followed behind you to the bedroom, with both their overnights bags. When in the bedroom, you were tossed on the bed, which made you squeak as you bounced.

Both of them looked at you like a piece meat, but you quickly pulled yourself up and told them to behave but they just a sheepish smile and said they would for now at least.

That was the best you were going to get for the moment, and grabbed your pyjamas that just a t-shirt and shorts and went to the bathroom changed and do nightly routine. Coming back into the room they were shirtless and just wearing pyjama bottoms. You stared at both bare chest, how could you not when they were on show.

They cough and said that their eyes were that up here, but you said that their chest were here and were pretty to look at, while gesturing to their chests. Both of them made a noise and said if you wanted them to behave themselves you need play fair. You looked at them with the most innocent express you could give, before getting into bed.

Neither of them said anything but they did eye you up before they joining you on the bed. With you in the middle while Marco was behind you and Ace was in front you. Marco had an arm around you pulling against him, while Ace buried his face into your neck and had his hands on you.

Both you and Marco spoke quietly for awhile, with Ace making the occasional grunt or hum as input before falling asleep. Not long after Ace, both you of settle down as well.

Waking in the morning, you kicked the covers off as you were roasting between these two men who ran hotter due to their wolfieness, but even with that it was the best sleep you've had in such a long time. Though you did think that you might need to invest in a good fan, so you could cuddle properly and not melt.

Feeling more awake, the need to use the bathroom came more urgent and tried wiggle free but the arm round you tighten as a little growl came out as a nose pressed in to the back of your neck. You plead with Marco that you need the bathroom and then would come back to cuddle again.

It took a couple of minutes and a little bit more pleading to finally make it out of bed. Once finished you came back to find Ace and Marco cuddling, and you stopped yourself from making a noise as you grabbed your phone to take a photo of them. Just as you got your phone, you were grabbed and pulled over, into the middle again and cuddle by them both.

While you didn't get a photo of them two being cute together this time, you did somehow manage to get a selfie of the three you. With you smile at camera while both Ace and Marco were nuzzling both sides of your neck.

The cuddle session lasted for a while, before Marco properly woke up as he kissed your cheek and said good morning, then ruffled Aces hair who groaned and buried his face into between the pillow and your neck.

The rest of the morning was laid back once you were all out of bed, though Ace did need a bit more persuading to get out, but the promise of food is what won him over.

Music playing softly, while you need to go something quickly on your work laptop, leaving both men in the living-room which lead Ace to looking around your bookcase to see what what kind of books you were in to.

Once finished on the the laptop you came back to the living-room, noticing that Ace was grinning a little to much for your liking and had a book in his hand. It took a couple of seconds but your eyes widen at that what book he had and watched his smirked get bigger as he read aloud a small part.

The noise you made had Marco appearing from the kitchen, as they were both watching you. You managed to catch Ace off guard when you grabbed his chin and kissed him. Then once the book was in your hand you pushed him down couch and quickly moved to the other side of the room.

His eyes were quickly on you, narrowing as he realised you played him and then stepped toward you, but you then took a step backward. Every time he moved, you moved in an opposite movement, so you ended up circling around the furniture till you were near Marco and used him as shield, as he wasn't not taking sides in this playful confrontation.

Ace watched as you hid behind blonde, and gave you a feral grin before calling you by a new nickname, Little Bunny. The way he said it made you swallowed as you took a step back from Marco, and quickly round the dining table, adding more space to evade Ace.

You knew Ace was just playing, as he could easily get you and you knew that, but you were anything it was stubborn and weren't going to give up that easily. You noticed his dark hungry look and wondered if you could make it to the back door before he grab you, and that was a chance you were going to take.

When there was an opening you ran for the back door with Ace quickly following behind, so with the book still in hand you threw it at him and to give yourself a few extra precious seconds. You manage to get the door open and outside, just as Ace as was about to grab you, you closed the door on his face.

You only had a couple of seconds to get as far from the door as you could, trying to keep a large gap between you both. From the corner of your eye you could see Marco at the window watching and when Ace stepped outside, he called you Little Bunny again before telling you run, as he was acting faster now and kept blocking off the places you were planning to go.

From all the running you were gonna have to take a shower once this was over. You were breathing heavy while Ace was completely fine, still giving you a toothy smile with a dark hungry look still in his eyes.

While getting your breath back, you kept looking around trying to look for the best route and keeping eye on Ace as he got closer. With not much of an opening you tried to faked going left to the back door and then quickly changed to go right for more space.

That plan however didn't work, just when you thought you got by him, you were grabbed and pulled against him, as he called you little bunny and said got ya. You quickly found yourself on the grass with Ace straddling you and pinning your arms above you with one hand, as he used the other hand to cup your face and claimed your mouth with his.

The kissing quickly turned heated and every time you tried to free your hands, he would growl lowly. You breathlessly called his name which made him look at you and grinned at your current state, then lent down, leaving a love bite on your neck before standing up and pulling you up with ease, giving you quick kiss before going back inside.

Walking back inside you were given a glass of water by Marco, who was just smiling at you. You took it happily and drunk most of it, before setting it down and turned to blonde, placing your head on his chest. You felt his chest rumbled as he chuckled as he wrapped his arms around you, lifted you on to the countertop and placed his chin on top of your head.

It was a quiet moment between you both before Marco asked if was gonna get the same treat as Ace, which you made a noise at and heard more chuckling. Lifting your head up and saw that he had a similar look in his eyes as Ace, just not as dark.

It took only a moment but his lips were on your, claiming your mouth as his own just like Ace had done. As it got more heated you made a little noise, which earn you a pleased growl in response. You pulled away as you had been left breathless again by Marco. So as you got your breathing back under control, Marco left his own love bite on the opposite side to Aces one.

Stepping away from you, Marco admired his handy work before suggesting you shower as you smelled, which made you gasp offended at and pinched him, that just made him laugh as you got off the counter, and went to take shower.

After showering and drying off, you looked at the new marks that they had both gracefully bestowed upon you. These two men were going to kill you, you were sure about that. You toyed with the idea of putting a turtle neck but you were sure they pull it off, so that could admire their marks.

When you come back in to the room, Ace was laying on his back with his head in Marco lap and had that damn book in his hand again. Walking over to them, you went to grab the book again but this time was met with resistant as Ace pulled you down on top him, head resting against his chest as he began to read aloud.

You groaned and begged him to stop, as you tried a few more times to grab the book back from him, but failed each time and just buried your face in to his chest, hoping to block it out. When he got to the first sex scene in the book you were debating letting him read it or trying to stop him.

Biting down on his chest was how you tried to stop him but all Ace did was laugh and tells you, that you'll have to bite harder if you want to actually hurt him, then he started reading aloud the scene. Knowing you weren't winning this, you groaned again and dropping your head back against his chest, as imagery of the scene started playing in your mind, except it was Ace in place of one of the male leads.

He was playing dirty and knew it, as he kept reading aloud one of his hands was wondering all over you, squeezing different part of you which got little noises from you, making Ace chuckle every time as he was loving every noise you made.

From listening to Ace read and feeling the rhythm of his chest going up and down, you eventually end up in a drowsy state not all that aware when Ace had stopped reading aloud and was talking quietly to Marco, with music still playing in the background.

Feeling a hand caressing your hair, you gave a hum as you lift your head up and see that both men are giving you an amused smile and cooed at you a little, as you sat up yawn and wiping your face, as you asked what they had been talking about.

Marco told you, that you would have to wait till tomorrow to find that out but it should be a fun day. You wanted to ask them questions about it but would just wait and see what had planned.

As the afternoon turned into the evening, the three of you had put a few movies on and ordered take-out for dinner. You and Ace talking about how stupid the lead was sometimes, rushing in without thinking, which made Marco chime in, that Ace should be taking his own advice, which made the younger man pout.

Then you all started playing smash or pass with other movies, leaning a couple of things about each other, teasing one another about each other choses and trying defending it. Sometimes there was no defence other than that the character was hot, regardless of morals.

It was passed midnight when you all called it for the night and retired back to your room. Getting ready and into bed went quicker, as you were getting used to seeing their bare chests. This time Marco was put in the middle while you and Ace cuddled into his side. At least it made escaping easier if you needed to use the bathroom in the morning.

At some point during the night you did end up laying on top of Marco.

In the morning both Ace and Marco were up before you, and by the time you were washed and dressed, there was tea and food waiting for you. You joked that you could get to used to being treated like royalty, if it meant getting a hot breakfast made for you on a occasion.

When it was time to leave you grabbed a bag along with your keys, money and phone, as you were herded into Ace's 4x4. You did ask if his driving matched his personality, which made him gasp at the accusation, but Marco reassured you that he was a very good driver, even if he did a little road ragey, but that was normally when he was passagener.

Ace muttered about it being pick on Ace day apparently, which made both you and Marco laugh before you asked where they were taking you but they said to hold on, you've waited this long so what's a little longer.

When arriving at the mystery location, you saw that it was large funfair and grinned at them, you haven't been to one since you were a child. You asked them the most important question, of who was going to win you the biggest stuff toy, which seemed to ignite some rivalry, as both them said at the same time, that they would win you the biggest soft toy, which made both look at each other and place their own bet on who win.

This was gonna be an absolute win for you, but you were happy to go home with any sort soft toy that they won, not that you were going to them that now, not while they seem so determined to win the biggest one they could.

The afternoon was spent going on rides, trying the different food that was sold, which Ace enjoy, and then wondered around for a bit, looking at the different games, trying to decide what one to play.

In the end they chose to play the game where you have to throw darts at balloons. They were playing for a while as they were trying to win the biggest soft toy they could, trying to distract each other but by the time they finished, their little bet however ended in a draw.

Marco chose a big blue bird with yellow-gold embroidery over it, while Ace chose a big wolf that had some red embroidery that looks like fire.

Ace was looking at the bird Marco won and then at his wolf, before turning to you and pouting, giving a little whine about wanting to beating Marco and then mumbled not wanting to laundry.

Chuckling to yourself then gave him little kisses and told him that they were both the same size, so it was draw, so that should save him from doing the laundry you giggled lightly.

You loved both soft toys and were carrying them around, grinning the whole time. At least you had something to cuddle now when it was just you in the bed. Another hour or so was spent looking around to see if there was anything any of you wanted to do.

Upon seeing the Ferris wheel, you suggest one more ride on it, as it was going to start getting dark soon, so would get to see the sunset while it went round, both of them were happy for one last ride.

Getting to see the sunset was the best end to the date, as soon you were home and being thoroughly kissed senseless by both men with some wandering hands, before they left you to head home.

That night while laying in bed with both soft toys laying on either side you, you take a photo and sent it to the guys, saying you had new bedfellows for though lonely nights. Ace called you needy and Marco said to be patience, but you just sent back a emoji with the tongue sticking out.

It was the middle of the week and the bruising around your neck had finally gone. So when you told them both, Ace replied with that he couldn't wait to sink his teeth into your neck and leave marks all over you, while Marco was just glad that traitor mark is no longer on you.

Later on in the evening, you noticed that neither of them had been answering you, which stuck you as odd but didn't think to much of it as they were probably just busy. You were just watching some tv, when you heard the howling in distance, it did make you jump a little but getting up from the couch you peeked your head between the curtains and looked up at the night sky to see the full moon.

At least that explained why they weren't replying, so settling back on couch and you started to look at apps that tracked the moon cycles, so you could bekept update as either of them told you;.

Over the next two and half weeks you managed to go on a few date during the time and one weekend Ace had night shift, so you spent it with Marco mostly but you did get to see Ace when he came by for a couple of hours before heading to station. You kind of felt bad that you were keeping Marco yourself and Ace was home at alone during the day.

Ace just laughed and told you that he had had Marco for a good while, so can spare letting you have a him for a couple of night when he was on night shift, as long as he got the same one on one treatment at some point.

The weekend before the next full moon, they took you on a hike with them, promising that no wolves would attack you this time well unless it was the two of them attacking you and they had matching wolfish grins when it was said.

So they took you on their favourite hiking trail, the first part of the hike you noticed that they both seem to be more energized, as well as getting more touchy, maybe even a little possessive as their touches became grabs, as they were soon grabbing different parts of you and pulling you close, so that they could kiss you and leave marks over your shoulders and neck.

By midday you arrived at a large flat area that had lots of trees, that looked like it would be a place for wolves to run together. There was a small spot that had a break in the trees that allowed for sunlight to come through and there were also a few benches.

Your stomach decided that now was the time for lunch, and having a short break was good, rest the legs now as you were sure that tomorrow they were gonna protest any movement.

After eating you wondered around the area looking at the trees and flowers, as two sets of eyes were stalking your every movement. While looking around you found some big branches and a thought popped to mind, as a mischievous smile spread across your lips.

Picking up the branch off the ground, you gave a whistle and turned towards both men, waving the branch at them before asking if they were good boys and wanted to play fetch.

In hindsight that was not the best idea, as both of them were stalking toward you with a glint of something dangerous in their eyes, so you dropped the branch and took a step backwards not expecting this predatory reaction from them.

When Ace was in front of you he held your chin in between his thumb and index finger, making sure you were looking at him as he called you Little Bunny, what made gulp as you remembered the last time he called you that.

You looked to Marco hoping for some help, but he was giving you the same look, so you knew that you were on your own against these two men, you were so doomed.

Ace then lent down, mouth against your ear and told you that you had 10 second. Before you could say anything, he started counting down slowly and you looked to Marco with wide pleading eyes, but all he did was tell you to run Little Bunny.

And run you did.

You knew you were going to lose, even if they were normal they would still be stronger and faster than you but as they were not normal and could turn into wolves when they pleased, there was no hope for you but you were still going to give it your all, even if they were going on easy on you, cause you knew they could catch you in like 10 seconds if they wanted.

While running you did end up tripping over some roots and hitting ground hard, as a fuck escaped your lips. You could hear them chuckling in the background as Ace called you little fawn. You promptly told them to fuck off, as you stood up and check yourself before resuming running.

You were unsure of how long you had been running for but you had a stitch in your side. You pressed your back against a tree as you tried to get your breathing under control.

The breaking of twigs came from the left of you, making you peak around the tree but saw nothing, so turning back round you gave a screech and punched out in defence.

Ace laughed as he caught your fist and gripped it, using it to pull you against him, as he still had that predatory grin on his lips, as he looking between you and behind you, as another body stepped behind you, making you turn your head to look behind and saw Marco with same predatory grin as well.

Turning to look back at Ace, and Marco placed his hand under your chin, tilting your head backwards so that he could stare down at you. Knowing that they matching looks made you shiver, now that you were sandwich between them both.

With you being in the middle, their hands were wondering all over your body, before getting under your the clothes and touching your bare skins, squeezing and caressing it, which got little pleased noises from you.

Ace picked you up and you wrapped your legs around his waist, as his hands rested on your ass, squeezing it as Marco pressed more into you back, as they both started on your neck leaving kissing and marks over all it.

You put a hand on both their shoulders to steady yourself, regardless being held up by the two bodies. Between the attention of their hands and mouths, your little noise turned into soft moans, as you grabbed Marco and kissed him, tongues fighting for dominance, before you broke away to breath for a moment before turning to Ace and kissing him, again tongues fighting to win.

A hand worked it way in between your thighs, as long fingers began to tease you, making you moan that Ace gladly swallowed as your mouths were still in a heated battle with each other.

A promise of continuing this later was made as the heat simmered down, till it was just soft kisses and sweet word as you were carried back to the bench and plopped down, as you were given your water bottle and some snacks. As you were drinking Ace nearly made you choke on the water, as he called you Little Bunny.

You felt Marco hand patting your back, as he sharply called the younger man name, as you stared at him wide eyed, worried you might have to run again. A sheepish smile graced his lips as he apologised and didn't mean to choke you, at least not like that.

He asked if you were going to try the fetch trick on them again, and honestly you probably would, as getting chased and caught by them was trilling now you had a moment to think about, though Little Bunny was defiantly being only used for those moments.

The rest of the hike went on mostly uneventful, occasionally getting pulled in close by either of them and kissed till you breathless, and then let you go and continued walking on leaving you to catch up.

By the time the hike was finished and were in the car heading back to your for the rest of the evening. You were looking forward to sitting the couch, feet up in-between your own personal heaters. That however went out the window cause once home and dinner eaten, you were promptly picked up by Marco and carried to the bedroom, with Ace grinning at you as they did promised the were going to continue the fun.

The following morning, at least you thought it was, as you woke up between two very warm and naked bodies, you found that your body delightfully sore as pervious night came rushing back.

These two had put all your exes to shame as well as your imagination, you never expected that they would both be so talented with making you come undone so easily, and learnt how needy they both could make you.

You some how managed to wiggle out from between them, without waking them and made your way to bathroom, to shower and see how marked your body was, cause you were pretty sure you were covered in bite marks and hickeys.

The hot water hitting your body felt wonderful as it soothed your aching muscles, as you stood under the spray for a while before washing and getting rid of all the grime and sweat. When finished and wrapped up in a towel, you entered the bedroom to find both of them were asleep, with Ace snoring away softly.

Once dried off and dressed, you spotted Marco shirt discard and pulled over your top before grabbing your phone and heading to the kitchen, knowing that the smell of food cooking would arouse them.

While breakfast cooking away and kettle having just boiled, you heard footsteps coming toward the kitchen, so you turned around to greet two very sleepy men.

It only took a few seconds for them to realise you were wearing Marco shirt, which had them staring you with dark hunger eyes, as a low growl came from them both, as they came up and trapped you against the counters.

Their hands were wondering over you and as they tried to kiss you, you put a hand over their mouths, making them growl into your palms. You firmly told them no and put those thoughts from their mind, as you would like walk normally.

Hearing that, both men narrowed their eyes at you but moved away from you, no longer keeping you trapped against the counters you, so you were able to finish cooking breakfast with them watching you, clenching their hands to stop from grabbing you and trying to ravish you.

Once breakfast served and eaten, as you went to gather up the plates, Ace pulled you on his lap letting him buried his face in your neck and arms wrapped around your waist. He murmured that you smell so good, with Marco scent from his shirt interwining with your own scent.

You looked to Marco for help but he just gave you a grin and lent back in the chair, watching the two of you as you tried to get out of the hold, but that meant Ace tighten his gripped and growl a no, so you sigh in defeat and leaned backward against Ace, which made him happy.

While sitting the table, Marco told you that their pack wanted to met you, well Pops did as well as some of the other commanders. That was not what you were expecting, you knew it would happen at some point but it would be awhile before meeting any of the pack. If they wanted to met you, then you were happy to go met them, so asked when this would happen and got told in about 2-3 weeks, as they had to talk to the other first.

Knowing that you were going to meet their family soon, you began asking for more information about their Pops and many siblings. They started telling you stories about Pops and then some of their siblings they were closer too.

So the afternoon was spent with lots of laughter as more stories came from them and yourself. You were looking forward to talking to some of their siblings to get some stories of them.

When it was time to them to leave for home, they giving you more marks and kissing you thoroughly until you completely breathless again. You quickly shooed them away, saving your poor lungs from becoming breathless again.

The following week and weekend after the full moon was calmer, as both Marco and Ace just wanted nap and cuddle with you over the weekend. You were informed that Pops wanted to meet you the following the weekend, which was fine with you.

You had also given them a copy of your house keys, so that they could come over when they wanted and didn't need to wait on you to open the door now.

The week leading up to meeting Marco and Ace family turned into one of the most stressful weeks you have ever dealt with. Monday had started off like normal but Tuesday was when the issues started at work, and you had been trying to fix it from home.

However over the next three day the issue wasn't fixed, no matter what was done on your end even though it should of been and you were ready to bang your head against wall. You've barely been able to talk to Marco and Ace, though you did let them know what was happening. They reminded you to eat and sleep, which you didn't get much of, as you were so focus on fixing the issue.

As the issues hadn't been fixed, it meant you actually had to go into the main office, which was 3 hours away but with rush hour traffic on a Friday, it could take 4 hours. So 6 hours, possible 8 hour, round trip on a Friday was not some you wanted to do but unfortunately had to.

So Friday morning you had left at 5.30am and made it to the main office just before 9am and spent the next 6 hours fixing the problem and then spent another hour making sure that everything was fixed and that this issues shouldn't happen again.

After everything was done, you were ready to go home but you needed food first, as you had hardly eaten thing and also called your wolves. They both thankfully answer and were free to speak, so while getting food you to speak to them and did a little ranting as well.

Just when you thought the stress of the day was over the universe said sike and was truly testing you now, as you unfortunately ran into your cheating ex while getting your food. They also couldn't take the hint that you wanted nothing to with them, given you were still on the phone.

Wanting nothing more than to eat your food in peace and get home as quickly as you could. So you span around on your heel and looked at your ex before telling them to get lost, you absolutely have no interest in "catching up" as they put, as you have two wonderful partners who far excessed them in every way, and told them that you were so glad they cheated, as it showed you just how much of a loser they truly were and allowed you to finally find actual love, something they'll never know.

With that said, you headed to your car with your ex shouting obscenities at you but you tuned them out and went back to talking the guys, while stuffing some chips in your mouth and talking. Marco joked that you've spent to much time with Ace, if you're talking with your mouth full.

Ace muttered something about filling your mouth with something that wasn't food, making you choke and cough. When you weren't choking on chips anymore, you told them that you were heading home and would let them know when you were home in like 3-4 hours. They told you travel safety and that they love you.

Hearing them say they loved you, made you smile as it was the first time hearing it, and you told them that you loved them as well and would talk soon.

You did get stuck in rush hour traffic, so it was closer to 9pm when you made it home and just wanted to collapse on your bed, hell even the couch would do for the moment.

Walking into your home, you noticed that there was a low light coming from the living-room, something that shouldn't be there. So walking into the room, you saw that the coffee table had been moved off to the side, and in it 's place on the floor were pillows and blankets, as well as two wolves.

You stared at them for a few second, wondering how they manged to fit in the living-room before thinking 'fuck it' and kicked off your shoes, then threw your coat and bag on the couch, before laying down in between them.

Pulling a blanket over you, you laid on your back and stared up at them, raising your hands up to their face and sunk your fingers into their fur then thanked the. It didn't take long before you fell asleep, tucked in between two very warm wolves.

Marco and Ace curling around you more as they both watched you sleep. They had been worried about you when you had mentioned what was happening at work, and while they did remind you to eat and sleep, they knew you weren't. So when you called them yesterday and heard just how tired you were, they planned to do something and decided that their wolves were good for cuddling with.

Woking the following morning you found yourself in bed and without wolves. You wondered if you had dreamt cuddling with the wolves as you were still in yesterday clothes. Looking at the clock you saw that it was nearly lunch and your stomach was making itself known that it wanted food.

So shuffling from bedroom to living, you saw that the coffee table was still off to the side, so it wasn't a dream and before you could wonder where either Marco or Ace, you heard your someone called your name followed by hearing sleeping beauty awake.

You weren't sure who was the closest but you just put your head on their chest and closed your eyes, As you felt a hand on the back of your head while another hand was stroking your back and felt yourself sag as the tension in your body left.

The hand on your head moved to under your chin, lifting your head up, which made you open your eyes and stare up at your dark hair lover.

Ace smiled at you as he pulled you into the kitchen where the food and Marco were waiting. Sitting you down at the kitchen island, there a drink waiting for you as lunch was just being finished.

They both got a good look at you, even after more than 12 hours of sleep, you still looked like you could sleep for another 12 hours. Marco kept pushing food in front of you and telling you to eat it all.

Ace asked if you still wanted to meet the family, they would understand if you decided not to after this week, as it was going to be a mad house like normal. You told them that you would be fine after a shower as you yawned, then began to eat what was placed in front of you.

They looked at you but didn't say anything, if you still wanted to go then they weren't going to stop you, but they would send a memo to the family to take it easy with you this time.

It felt like they kept putting food on your plate until they were happy that you eaten enough. So when you were finished with lunch, you went to shower and get ready for later. While the shower did help a little, you had an impromptu 20 minute nap, while still wrapped up in towel till a knock woke you up and saw Marco looking at you.

He come over to you and lent down, stroking your cheek and letting you know again that it was fine if you didn't want to meet the family this week, if you would rather sleep more. You told him no you'll be fine, making the blonde sigh and called you stubborn with a smile and then said to get dress and come nap with them, till it was time to leave.

After a little while, you were finally dressed and re-joined the men in the living-room, who smiled at you as Ace open his arms to you. You happily snuggled into him and placed your feet in Marco laps, who began rubbing them and then work his hands up your legs.

While you didn't nap again, you did close your eyes and listening to Marco and Ace, adding your own thoughts at times.

When it was time to leave, you were feeling more wake and excited to meeting the family, though you probably will be forgetting a few names with how big their family was.

You were awestruck seeing a large white estate house standing out with the forest behind it, and it surround on both sides by lots smaller house but they were still pretty big from what you could see. The positioning of the houses with the estate house in the middle, it kind of looked like a horseshoe.

Arriving at the large estate house, you noticed that there were a few people outside, seemly waiting for you three, going by the groans that they both gave. You couldn't help but chuckle as the three of you got out of the car and headed up to the front of the house.

Ace and Marco both had a hand on the your back, with Ace leaning over and telling you, who was who. The guy with the pompadour was Thatch, the dark-hair man was Izou and the shorter brown man was Haruta, you made a mental note of these three men.

You looked at both Thatch and Haruta, who both seem to be buzzing, and you weren't sure if was cause you were here or because they were waiting to tease their brothers.

Reaching the front of door, both Thatch and Haruta were grinning as they began teasing their brothers, wondering how you had the misfortune of ending up with those two dumbasses and would pray for you. Ace went for Haruta calling him a little shit and tried grabbing him, while Marco just gave Thatch a look that was unimpressed and promised payback.

Izou stepped and introduced himself to you, welcoming you before saying it was finally nice to put a face to the name. You were pulled into a hug and looked up to see it was Thach as Ace still trying to get Haruta.

You heard a low growl and looked at Marco, who was narrowing his eyes as you felt a cheek rubbing on top of your head, while Thatch said you were far too good for his brothers.

A warning growl came this time, which made Thatch release you and put his hands up in surrender as Marco pulled you into his arms, burying his face in your neck, and you saw the affectionate looks that both Thatch and Izou were giving Marco. There was a huff and you saw Ace coming back, who then stood in front of you and did the same as Marco.

They let you go after a few moment, content you smelt of them and told you it was time to met Pops. So they lead you inside the house and towards the room that he would be in.

Standing in front of a two large doors, Ace knocked on them and was told to enter. Pushing the doors open the three of you entered and you noticed a man with a large white moustache sitting at a deck, this was Edward Newgate.

When he stood up you were surprised at his height, you thought Marco was tall but you were having to crane your neck some more to look at older man when he got closer.

The two of you stared at each other, before he smiled and laughed, welcoming you to his family, told you to call him Pops, as he said he proud to finally met his sons mate and looked forward to seeing how you dealt with the chaos that was the pack.

You grinned and told him if you could handle these two and finding out they were werewolves and not running for the hills, then you were half way there to handling the chaos of the pack. That got another laugh from the man, as he turned to look at both Ace and Marco, telling them to behave this evening as their siblings are going to purposely work them up, to see them act out.

Both Ace and Marco said something under their breath, but it was too quiet for you hear but Pops heard it by his eyes twinkling with mirth. He then said that the three of you should go join the festivity as he still had some business to do before joining.

When the three of you left the office, you were shown around the different parts of the downstairs area, and asked to see their room with a glint in your eyes. They could see the glint and told you that if they took you there, you wouldn't be enjoying the party cause they wouldn't be letting you out of there.

You pout at their answer but you were here to met their family, so that was put on hold for the moment, as they lead out to the back garden, where everyone was and you could smell food being cooked.

As soon as you stepped outside, you were surround by so many people talking to you. Marco and Ace kept a hand on you as they guided you over to a picnic bench, letting you sit down before telling their sibling to give you space, you weren't going anywhere so there was plenty of time to talk to you.

Over the next few hours, you met so many of their siblings, played a couple of games with some of the younger children that were there and ate great food, but you were fighting to stay awake now as the past week was catching up with you again.

Ace and Marco had been keeping an eye on you so that when your energy started to wane, they tugged you gently back over to a bench and pulled you into one of their lap. They held you close as you kept talking to anyone that came over to you, but when you did finally sag against them it was time to get you home.

You were close to falling sleep when you were picked up and moved around, there were a lot of low murmurers around you but you just buried your face into the neck of who ever was carrying you.

Arriving back at yours, they did wake up you and herded you to the bedroom, helping undress you and in to sleepwear, before tucking you into bed and leaving you to sleep on your own for a couple of hours before joining you later on.

Over the next 8 months your relationship strengthen even more, you saw each other outside of the weekend, having dinner at least once during the week and some times twice. You got to celebrate both Marco and Ace birthdays, just the three of you and then with the whole pack, what was more wild than you thought it would be, especially Ace's as it was also the New Years party.

You got to spend more time with pack, getting to know everyone better and developed a stronger friendships with most of the commanders as they seemed to be the one that Ace and Marco were closest to do in the pack, you also got to know Whitey Bay and Tate.

Over that time you got to met Sabo and Luffy, Ace's younger brothers, who were both in different packs, but due them to being Ace's brother they were seen with the Whitebeard pack quite often.

When Marco told you that Luffy was more of a blackhole than Ace when eating, you didn't believe it until you saw him eat and wondered just how he could eat that much.

Seeing how Ace interacted with his brothers, being so much more carefree but he was also more easily embarrassed by Sabo and Luffy, with them teasing him as they told you stories of him from childhood which made Ace lunge for his brothers trying to shut them up, which ended up in them all fighting with each other.

The three of you began to consider moving into together and where the best place live would be. You learnt that not all the pack lived within the area of the estate house and smaller houses, but further out and over the town, wanting privacy.

While you didn't mind living near the pack, you also knew you didn't want to live in the pack estate, you wanted privacy from the pack and so they couldn't just showup on a whim. Both Ace and Marco agreed having lived with the pack for so long and had little to no privacy sometimes, so you suggested somewhere between current your home and the pack estate.

It took about a month of looking but a house that you all liked was found and had most of what you were all looking for. It was a large four bedroom house, one of them becoming your office, it also had a open kitchen and dinning room where you could host dinner evening, with a large back garden.

It was a good thing Ace and Marco had a lot of siblings, it made moving so much easier and quicker, which meant a whole lot less stress. Once everything was moved in, it took sometime before it was decorated with how you all wanted it.

During decorating time you noticed that Ace and Marco were being a little secretive and when you asked, they said not to worry and you'll find out in due time. You eyed them but left it alone as you would find out at some point.

Before you knew it, you had been living in the town for over year now and been in a relationship with your men for nearly 10 months. You wondered where the time went, as it really didn't feel like a year, but at the same time it felt like you've had been here longer than a year, maybe that was due to so many things had happening.

Arriving home after spending the afternoon out, treating yourself after a hectic week of work due to the time of year, and that meant people was dealing with issues and stressing out about them, but thankful these were thing you could fix without issues and nothing like last time.

Entering the house you found it quiet and still, something the house never was given there was always some sort of noise from music, talking or even Ace snoring but there nothing. You called out but got no answer so guessed they were out, so headed to the bedroom with your bag, to put them away later.

Knowing that you were alone for the moment, you messaged both Ace and Marco to find out where they were and when they would be back. So while waiting for an answer you grabbed a bottle of wine and a glass, to have a mini celebratory drink of having lived here a year.

The sudden feeling of being watched washed over you, as you spun around trying to find the source but there was nothing that could be seen and wondered it was your imagination or maybe Marco and Ace were trying go play a prank on you, it wasn't funny if they were or there was something actually out there.

You peered out of the window looking into the garden and saw nothing yet the feeling of being watched was still strong. So focused on the garden, that hearing the front door open made you jumped a little then headed to the front door and saw Marco but no Ace, so asked where Ace was.

Marco explained that he got called to the station for something but would be back later. Seeing the look on your face when hearing that he asked what was wrong. You told him that it was silly but it felt like you were being watched while in the kitchen and first thought it him and Ace trying to pull prank at first, but it was probably just your imagination you said with a little laugh.

The look on Marco face, made you wondered if you should of said anything as you went back into the kitchen, watching as Marco went into the garden and looked around but didn't see anything out there. He came back inside and pressed a kiss on your head, as you said it was just your imagination going wild for what ever reason, he hummed in response then asked what the wine was for.

You smiled and said that its been a year since you had moved to town as well as met him and Ace, so you were having a celebratory drink. Marco smiled and said it was a good thing he startled you at the supermarket just before Ace nearly running into you, you gave a soft chuckle but that was quickly cut off as Marco claimed your mouth.

As soon as the kissed started it ended and you gave a little pout at the loss of contact but was promised that he and Ace had something planned for you, so you just had to be a little more patience and when you asked when it was going to happen, Marco just said when it happens. You tried to get more details out of him but he gave nothing else away as he pulled you into the living room with the bottle of wine and three glasses.

When Ace returned home a couple of hours later, he found both you and Marco laid out on the couch with you were snoozing against Marco chest, as he was running one hand up and down your back and reading something on his phone with with other hand. You lifted your head up when you heard your name and gave your other lover a sleepy smile.

Sitting up and stretching, you pulled Ace close and kissed him then welcomed him home, before smacking him and Marco on the leg for not telling you they had gone out.

They apologised and quickly gave you kisses before you reached over for the wine and opened it, telling Ace that it had been a year since he nearly run into you at the supermarket as well as you living here a year now.

With the wine drunk, you told them that you had brought some new clothes and would give them a fashion show. So when you came down in the first new outfit, their eyes darken almost instantly and were towering over you trying to touch you but them no, as you had a few more outfits to show off.

With each new outfit you showed off, the hunger in their eyes grew as they clenched their fists tighter till you came down in the last outfit, which was the most enticing outfit, as it left very little to the imagination. You only got a couple of steps into the room, before finding yourself being picked up and carried up to bedroom.

When you asked what they were doing, Ace answered by telling you that they were going to wine and dine you first but seeing you in those outfits had derailed that plan and so they're just gonna do what they planned now by claiming you as their own, permanently marking you.

You asked them if you got a say in this, you knew what claiming meant as you had been told by some of the pack and knew once you had the marks there was no going back, permanently bonding the three of you.

Being set down on the bed they asked if you wanted them to permanently claim you as their mate, as they slowly began to peel your clothes off with their hands and lips tracing over your body, drawing little whimpers from you before turned to each other and gave you a free show as they undressed while touching and kissing each other.

As they were busy with themselves it gave you a moment to think more about it. You knew that you didn't want anyone else but these two overprotective attractive pains in your ass but it was also kind of daunting as your mind suddenly went over scenarios of what if something happen in the future and they didn't want you anymore, you knew it was silly but it was still there.

They both saw the look on your face and knew what thoughts were playing over in your mind. So they quickly had you in between them, telling you that they weren't ever going to leave you and once they permanently bond to you, you will never able to get rid of them but they only ever wanted you and that will never change and will remind you of that everyday.

They kissed you and asked if you were you ready because if you weren't they could wait till you were but hearing their words and promise made you realise that you were ready, so with a nod of your head you told them that you were ready.

Upon hearing that you were ready, they pinned you to the bed and had their way with you for hours and in different positions, while they had you moaning, begging and screaming for more before they finally bite and left their claiming marks.

Ace had left his on the on your shoulder next to your neck, so that he had easy access to it and able to show it off to everyone that that you belonged to him. Marco placed his on your waist so he could always run is fingers over the mark and grip your waist where the mark was, pulling you close to him when out together.

The following afternoon is when you finally woke, still wrapped in two set of arms, hot and sweaty from two inhumanly warm body on either side of you. Your whole body was aching and stretched as much as you could but the arms just tighten around you when you did.

You whined a little and told them that you need to move as well as wash as you sticky and sweaty. Two grunt came from them before being released. You gave them a kiss before get out of bed and once your feet were on the ground you stretched out and heard a few pops before looking at yourself in the mirror and seeing all the marks, bruises and love bites all over your body, before looking at the claim marks on your neck and waist and run your fingers over them.

While admiring your marks, there was a whistle from behind and you looked over your shoulder to see Ace was awake and leaning against the headboard with his hand in Marco hair as he looked at you proudly, as well as looking like he was ready to eat you all up again.

Knowing what was going through his mind, you rolled your eyes and went into the bathroom. Standing under the spray of the shower felt amazing, as you cleaned yourself of all the sweat and everything else from the previous night.

Coming back into the room you saw that Marco was awake and was on his phone but soon they were looking at you as you dried yourself off, avoiding hands that were trying to get you back on the bed. You somehow managed to get dressed before they finally pulled you back on to the bed with them, kissing every bit of they could.

Eventually they reluctantly let you go as they themselves went got and showered. So while they busy doing that you went down and started on food, knowing that all three of you needed a good hearty meal.

You though about maybe ordering some food and still might have to do that dinner but for now you would use whatever was in the kitchen and never thought you would be so happy to have a freeze that was stuffed full, and began to take out things that would cook quickly from frozen.

When Marco and Ace joined you in the kitchen, you were starting to take some of the food out of the oven and setting it up like a buffet on the island. Ace came up behind you and placed his lips on his mark which made you shiver, as he stole a spring roll from tray and put it in his mouth. He then sucked in air and fanned his mouth to cool the hot food, you just rolled your eyes at him and told him it was hot.

Marco chuckled next to you as his fingers tips run over his mark and kissed the side of your head, you gave a pleased hum at that. Once the food was cooked, you all sat around the island eating and talking, still being amazed at how much Ace could eat even after a year of knowing him.

They did talked about going to see Pops over the next few days to tell him that they were officially your problem now. That made you laughed before you said that you had better train them so they don't cause problems and are good boys.

You saw the look that Ace was giving you and told him no, that your body still ache from last night, and need a day to recover but he just stared at you with a grin and said he could wait before calling you Little Bunny. Hearing that nickname made you shiver as you knew what you were in for when Ace decided it was time for a chase.

The rest of the afternoon and evening was spent watching movies and eating takeaway, that did get ordered for dinner. During the evening you pampered a little as your legs and back massage, which felt amazing and help ease the soreness you still felt.

It was a couple days later when the three of you were at the estate telling Pops that Marco and Ace had officially claimed you, so they were now stuck with you. Upon hearing that you were pulled into the a bone breaking hug by Pops who was congratulating you.

Marco reminded Pops to be a little more gentle with you. The older man chuckled, letting you go and apologized if the hug was a bit strong as he forget his strength sometimes. He then bear hugged both his sons and said that this called for a party to celebrate the union.

You knew that the pack used any occasion they could to have a party, and what better reason than to have a party than two of the pack commanders finally claiming their other mate. It was decided it would be on weekend as most people would be free, and so neither you or Marco could use work as a way to leave early.

The party was bigger than you had seen so far hosted by the pack, there was so much food and alcohol. By the time the three of you retire for the night, you were being carried by Ace back to their old room, as you had been plied with so many drink by everyone and was having a hard time walking by the end.

Marco and Ace were only fairing a little better, due to their wolfy side and was harder to get drunk, but their sibling had made it their mission for evening to get them drunk.

Once in the bedroom you were thrown on the bed as the other two just flopped on top of you. The three of you ended up a pile of limbs by the time you fell asleep.

Waking the following morning you groaned as light hit your face, so you turned your face and buried it in to a chest as you felt a pounding in your head begin and swore you were never drinking around the pack again, that was being left to Marco and Ace from now on.

There was a hand stroking your hair, as started it to massage your head, which was helping the pounding for a moment. There was movement on the other side of you and you give unpleased noise as you open your eyes and turned to see Ace moving, who gave you a soft smile.

You narrowed your eyes at him as he seem unaffected by sunlight with how much he drunk last night and then turned to look blonde and saw he looked fine as well. You pouted and said that it was unfair that they were fine and you had a pounding in your head even though they drunk more than you.

Marco just smiled and stroked your hair again as Ace said it was one of the upside to being a wolf, no pounding head for the amount they had drunk but they have gotten blackout drunk before and woken with a pounding head.

It took a while before you got out of bed and that was after you had been given pain killers and water. The three of you headed down to the kitchen where you were teased by Thatch upon entering, as well as being given food.

Hearing Thatch you wince, even after taking pain-killer, as there was still a pounding in your head and Thatch loud voice was not helping, so you shushed him which only made him laugh louder and you groaned. You felt fingers on your waist begin to stroke the claim mark which helped you relax some.

A few more hours were spent at the estate before heading home mid-afternoon. The first thing you did when home was shower with Ace and Marco joining you, so it took even longer get done but was alot more fun. Once done and in clean comfy clothes, on the couch relaxing with a movie playing.

Marco had his fingers dancing over his mark and Ace had his face bury in his your neck, nosing his mark. The contentment you felt just from them touching their marks made you almost forgot everything that weren't them currently and you were fine with that, given the big the party yesterday.

As the movie played on you tuned it out for the most part, as you began to think about what the future would hold for the three of you. They both wanted you to be out on the next full moon with them, now you that were officially mated to them, their wolves on the full moon would recognise you so you could be outside with them now.

You knew that what every happens in the future, you will all face it together, with the pack supporting you three anyway that they can, which felt amazing to know that you had so many people behind you all.

At some point you knew you had to take them back to your home town to met the family and friends. When you do, you were going to show cheat your ex, how much happier and better you are without them in your life anymore, the look on their face would be glorious to you.

Both Ace and Marco were looking at you while were off in your own world with a gleeful smile on your lips. Ace poked your side and brought you back to the present, asking what got you smiling like that and you just told them you were thinking about something and it's nothing for them to worry about.

They didn't quite believe you especially with your gleeful smile but they left it alone and let you plot whatever you were plotting, but that doesn't mean they weren't going to try and distract you.

Distract you they did as all it took was a few well placed kisses and hands, then you were only focused on them as your gleeful smile turned into one full of love, lust and hint of mischief, so you kissed them as your hands wondered over them.

That was how the last couple of hours were spent before the pervious day caught up to you. So you were carried to the bedroom, where you were robbed of your clothing and trapped in a tangle of limbs and hot bodies.

This was home, being in between both Ace and Marco knowing that you would always be safe and loved with and by them. You looked forward to each and every day you got with them, showing them just how much you loved them.

#One Piece #One Piece Imagine #Portgas D Ace #Marco the Phoenix #Reader #Ace x Reader #Marco x Reader #Ace x Reader x Marco #Maraco #portgas ace x reader #Marco the phoenix x Reader #fire fist ace #marco the pineapple #Op Ace #Op Marco #one piece ace #one piece marco #Werewolf

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cheddar-baby · 2 months

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The "mens issue" that's actually real is that finding nice looking well made clothes for fat men is impossible. Not even the fancy twee shops making expensive small batch cotton potato sacks produce clothes past 2xl. You can find fast fashion styleless trash that feels like its injecting microplastics directly through your skin easy. But if you just want a nice pair of pants with a fun pattern or interesting design you're going to have to go custom one off or spend the next month hunting. Ive found one store that does really cute unisex clothing beyond 4xl but buying from them hits you with a $40 customs fee and even then if you're more masc than i am (which is not very) the style might put you off. We really have no options for anything that will last and if an in person store does carry larger sizes they are relegated to the online shop. Big box in person stores do not carry their largest sizes in shop. I have to imagine because of an assumption no one buys them or because they don't want fat people IN their stores. Theres some big and tall stores but if im being honest their entire stock is just the fast fashion trash stylistically but 2x the price.

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lovable-liar · 1 year

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Can you write a Jschlatt x vampire goth! Reader 🌚🌚 (female)) ( definitely not projecting 🧎‍♀️

I see absolutely no projecting in this ask 👀

𝗷𝘀𝗰𝗵𝗹𝗮𝘁𝘁 + 𝗩𝗮𝗺𝗽𝗶𝗿𝗲 𝗚𝗼𝘁𝗵 𝗥𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿

You first met Schlatt when he was in the Lunch Club! (Whether you are a youtuber/streamer yourself or you edit for them or the Misfits)

Back then, he was very surprised by your style. His comfort zone was vintage crew necks and basketball shorts, so when you first met irl he was shocked but more so intrigued.

He was initially attracted to you because of your bold makeup. He thought you were so fucking cool because of the stark blacks and whites of your eye shadow and how confident you were to wear a black or blood red lipstick.

Taking pics together of just your shoes <3

His Timbs next to your Demonias <3

Big tiddies or small tiddies, Schlatt always refers to you as his Goth GF online.

He’s so protective of you.

You get weird stares in public by old white people, but he’s right beside you giving them right back.

Bonding over alt music <3

People do a huge double take when you mention you’re together and you both find it hilarious

THRIFTING TOGETHER <3

You shopping in the wedding dress section for things you can cut up and dye black.

Him shopping in the men’s section for sweaters and shirts with funny prints.

Schlatt being slightly embarrassed if you’re as tall as him in your platform shoes. He’ll puff up his chest and try to make himself look as big as possible which makes you laugh. He’s so cute! <3

Putting eyeliner on him… I’m ill, I’m literally ill, I need help.

He sees you in “normal” clothes one time and is permanently traumatized. Who are you? Give him his girlfriend back.

#jschlatt x reader #jschlatt fluff #jschlatt #schlatt #schlatt fluff #schlatt x reader #jschlatt x goth!reader #jschlatt x vampire!reader #schlatt x goth!reader #schlatt x vampire!reader

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androgynousblackbox · 3 months

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How I Met Your Father. Epilogue [Appleradio, Radioapple]

Epilogue

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Lucifer finished applying make up exactly how he liked it and came out the bathroom, giggling. Alastor was already bathed, dressed and ready to come out at any moment, waiting for him as he read a book on his favorite seat near the chimney. Upon the twitching of his ears, he lifted his gaze and watched as Lucifer showed off the new dress he had conjured around himself.

A slutty tight blue one that looked almost black, with a wide boob windows to show off his cleavage at all times. To finalize the outfit, a purple boa over his shoulder. His pink hair was arranged on a tall ponytail that brushed against his small bat wings. He smiled with his newly finished black shiny lips.

"What do you think?" asked, making his voice come out high pitch one, almost like a chipmunk. "I saw it the other day online and thought, hey, Honey could wear that! It's exactly her style!"

"I can't deny that" Alastor send one of his tentacles to put the book back to it's place on the library and walked to Lucifer, taking one of his hands as he made him twirl, seeing every portion of his new chubby hot pink body. "Isn't a little too on the nose, my love?"

"That is the idea!" Lucifer locked his fingers with the hand of his husband, tiltind his head. "You said you felt like having her today."

"I did say that" said Alastor, holding up his hand and inclining a bit to kiss the backside. His thumb ran over the tiny delicate hand. Lucifer noticed the finger running over the absent wedding ring and almost bite his lip not to say anything about it. If he did, it could potentially ruin the entire night and that was the last he wanted. "I was just thinking of all the men I will have to punish for thinking you would look better without it."

"Oh?" Lucifer arched an eyebrow, taking his hand back to cup the cheek of Alastor. His tail swished behind him. "Would you be one of those men to think that way, babe?"

"Well, no" Alastor said simply, both his hand rubbing his sides. His forearm merely brushed against the considerable breast of Honey and Lucifer had a slight shiver down his spine. Oh, it had been too long since he took this form out to play, way too long. "If I want to see such a vision, I only have to ask nicely and hope my Honey feels generous that night. I don't have to waste my time in fantasies when I already have the real thing. Clothes or no clothes, it's always a pleasure to see her."

"That is right" Lucifer nodded, locking his arms around the neck of the radio demon. "And Honey doesn't want anyone else to see her like that anyway. She dress like it, but in reality she only wants to catch the eye of one single demon. A big tall handsome one obssesed with the color red."

Alastor, dressed up on a new red shirt over a different shade of red pants, chuckled at that.

"What if she already has his eyes, dear?" asked, his hand falling easily into the chubby waist of his other form. Everything about Honey was soft and cushy, inviting, like the best pillow anyone could ever dream to sleep on. "What would Honey do then?"

"Mmm. I guess she will have to test it out then" Lucifer kissed the corner of his smile and slipped his tongue over the lip until finding the center of his mouth and gave him a chaste kiss. "Make sure that it stays that way. Keep it interesting so he doesn't get bored."

"You offend me, my love" purred Alastor, kissing his forehead and brushing his bangs back. Lucifer had the sudden urge to take those fingers into his mouth and suck them up, just to see the look of surprise on Alastor. "I would never get bored of this."

Lucifer made a little whiny noise. Why did he have to look so good on a ponytail? So composed, so well put together? It made him want to make a mess out of him, but it was too early on the night for that.

"Okay, enough playing around" decided, breaking character and slipping into his real voice. He took one of the hands of Alastor and hold it on his, closing his eyes a moment to get into it. Plastering a happy smile, he spoke again. "Alastor, you look positively gorgeous tonight. Where do you plan to take to take me, sweetheart?"

Alastor took the cue, straighten up his jacket and offering his arm for Honey to cling to, which of course she did with a little giggle. The small gestures of old fashioned gentleman manners from Alastor got Honey in the moon, they were her favorite thing about dating the dangerous radio demon. One of the many that Lucifer had included on her profile.

"I was thinking on that place called Pitball near the center of the city. Do you remember it, doll?"

"The one that is really, really tall?" asked Honey, his eyes twinkling. It was always fun to see Alastor throwing guys out of the balcony, mostly because Alastor could see the fall and laugh when they inevitable splashed against the concrete.

"That one exactly" Alastor flashed a big smile as one of his tentacles open up the door.

On the two months since Alastor had returned to hell, his room had adquired a lot more color since then. Not only the chimney with a perpetual green fire, but the bayou where they usually took breakfast and many of their family pictures decorated the walls along with his own sketches for future duckies or toys to make. Finally the place wasn't looking so deserted and abandoned, even if, ironically enough, they were spending a lot less time on it. Who knew that actually helping out with an hotel could take work sometimes?

"Oh, I like the drinks there!" commented Honey, grinning with a double meaning. The bar being close to the center of the City meant that it gathered a lot of wealthy clients. People were used to get their way one way or another, no matter how much someone said no. A perfect recipe for a good time if one counted with the right companion. "And the music is usually nice to dance too!"

"Indeed, I thought so too" Alastor kept the door of the elevator open for him and close it once they were inside.

Honey clinged to his arm, making a not so subtle motion of rubbing his tits against the arm.

"Love" warned Alastor, but there was a note of humor in his voice. "Don't get greedy."

"It's your fault, you know" pouted Honey, puckering out his full lips. "You have been dating too much with that blue handsome demon and leaving me to wait your call. I missed you too, sweetie. I missed your touch."

Alastor arched an eyebrow. Lucifer was really hoping he wouldn't go for the easy "are you jelous about yourself" reply. That would ruin the immersion and although it wouldn't break it, it was always more fun when both players knew their rules without being told to.

"We only went on a pair of dates" pointed out Alastor. His claws brushed against the curvature of his chest, ever so slightly gracing the nipple underneath because Honey didn't even thought of wearing bra. Lucifer had actually tried to buy ones and none of them fit him or were comfortable enough to bother. "Hardly I would qualify that as too much, dear."

No, it wasn't. Usually he wouldn't ever bring up the dates with his other forms on any of their nights together, but the last two had been more annoying that he had ever cared to admit. Not the dates themselves, but how Alastor had taken to keep making him believe that was the night of his proposal. On the first one since he came back, Alastor had gone to his knees on their private corner and Alejando was ready to say yes on the spot. Only to turn out that he was picking up his monocle from the floor. Alastor had noticed everything and asked teasingly if he was expecting for something else. The second date, suddenly turn out that Alastor had some dirt on his shoe that he absolutely had to take care of by kneeling and then stand up as if nothing happened.

It wasn't limited to those dates either, that would have been too merciful. Time and time again, whenever Lucifer thought he would make the question, Alastor kept turning it around so it was nothing and every time Lucifer had to pretend he didn't care. Bury the dissapointment and the yes he wanted to scream from deep within his chest.

A part of him almost admired the hilarity of the situation. They have been married already, so one would think that the possibility of marrying again would be nothing but a mere formality, something esy to take care of and move on. And yet, he kept waiting for Alastor to take that step as if something terribly important depended on it. What exactly, he had no clue.

It was a stupid idea, but a idea that kept coming back to him and no doubt Alastor was perfectly aware of to keep using against him. The worst part was that, intentionally or not, the continuos prank was making him wait for the next day with a new excitement he didn't had in what seemed a long time. Maybe that day would be the one. The one where Alastor would have his whole speech prepared, present him with a temporary ring and put it on his finger with a promise that added to the many others they kept. If it wasn't, then there was always another tomorrow to look forward to. It was easier to get out of bed if he thought that Alastor wouldn't propose him if he stayed there.

That night, though, he didn't want to think of that. Alastor had wanted to take out Honey and Honey would be with him. Honey was a single mom of a beautiful baby girl she loved to gush to whoever would hear her, but marriage wasn't even a thought on her mind. To her just being around someone she liked was more than enough, without any other expectation but having a good time together. She had been hurt before so she knew what a bad partner was, making her ever the more grateful when she found one that treated her as she deserved.

"I still waited" said, squeezing the arm between his tits. Playing up the clingy side a little, but not too much, always played straight into Alastor's need to be the center of the universe. A small treat he didn't mind giving him. "I wanted to go out too, you meanie. I have been so lonely without your smile around."

"You did? Poor thing" Alastor chuckled and kissed his cheek, patting the hand gripping him. "Well, tonight is all yours, darling, and I don't plan to make you even think about nothing else but us."

Honey giggled and kept close, breathing the cologne Alastor was wearing for tonight. A delicate one that reminded him to a fire in a forest that rain couldn't keep quiet. Honey was just enjoying the attention however she could get it. Honey was a nice simple succubus with nice simple desires. A joy to be around with and be. He would get into his role and just let the night happen however it had to happen. If it happened, great, but if not, then that was okay too. That sounded like a feasible thing to do.

When the doors of the elevator opened up and they walked to the lobby, locking hand, Charlie had just entered with a tray full of snacks. She offered it first to Vaggie, who was making sure everyone had their own cup to drink, and then to Emily sat at the couch, scrolling away on her new obtained phone.

Lucifer had been frankly impressed with how well she was adapting to her life in hell. She still got shocked and disgusted by something or someone whenever she came out of the hotel, but everyday was a little bit less. The expected attacks of homesickness for heaven were becoming all the more rare.

Ever since finding out there was a library financed by the Goetia, she returned from there with a new book to devour and learn more about her new home almost everyday. Lucifer was almost sure that at that point she probably knew as much as he did, if not more, about the realm.

Learning something new seemed to be her cup of tea, so of course he encouraged it even more by giving her all the books she could want. More so after showing her the official adoption papers that would make her a recognizable Morningstar for the rest of hell. They were mostly a safety precaution so other demons wouldn't even dare to mess with her for fear of having the royal family against them. The sins had welcomed her to the family with the same warmth as they would have for any other hellborn, not minding at all where she came from.

Despite Emily being much older, Charlie took on her role as a big sister seriously by helping her out as much she could and Vaggie didn't took long either to accept her as a friend she could talk to on the regular. It wasn't all that easy all the time and Lucifer would have never expected that. But for whatever memory of Heavne that sometimes plagued her or any residual feeling of guilt or shame, there was more often than not someone willing to take her mind out of thing and get her back on her cheery disposition.

That night the bonding activity for the residents that Charlie had cooked up was a sleepover, which explained why everyone was on their pajamas and there was so many pillows and blankets around the couch area. A pile of boardgames was nearby waiting to be used as Husk prepared the white screen for them to project a movie.

"Hot, hot, hot!" announced Sir Pentious, bringing another tray with small bites of pizza to grab.

He reserved a especially cheesy one, slapping away the hand of anyone who tried to take it, to offer it to Cherri working on the projector.

Charlie put the tray on a small table and lifted her head, just in time to seeing her parents descend from it. Way too many times she had seen Honey already to be in any shock from that. To her not even the revealing clothing was an issue anymore because it was all part of the same disguise.

It wasn't the same for the other residents who haven't seen him like that before. Sir Pentious instantly averted his eyes as his boob window was going to shoot lasers anytime. Angel whistled appreciatevely.

"Oh, papa, are you going out already?" asked Charlie, after glaring at him. "The driver was waiting outside."

"Yep!" said Lucifer, regaining his natural voice for his daughter. It was just second nature to do it. "I will still have my phone on me, duckling, so if you need anything…"

"I will call you" finalized Charlie and gave him a squeeze when Lucifer reached to hug her. "Have fun, okay? But not too much fun."

They never shared the details of their dates. Charlie never asked either, and yet, she still was compelled to give them the same request. Whatever she didn't know couldn't hurt her, had decided Lucifer time ago.

Emily gasped and went out to see them go. Her own pajama was the duckie filled one that Lucifer had bough for her and he couldn't help to beam with pride at how unquestionable adorable she looked on it. Alastor had gotten her a deer themed one too, but that one was a little too warm for that night.

"You both look amazing" she commented, smiling up to Alastor. At the small nod of Alastor's head, granting her permission, Emily hugged him. They both had gotten better at the physical contact, receiving it or giving it, even if Emily still couldn't quite address them as parents yet. She never had parents before so it was hard get used to the mere concept. "In case I don't see you later. I have never been to a sleepover before, I am so excited!"

"The idea is that you stay up all night, sweetie" commented Lucifer, extending his arms with a pout that only Emily's hug could cure. He squeezed her some more until she started laughing softly and only then let go, addressing everyone else. "Everyone be nice to my little girls and don't do any pranks tonight, alright? I am looking at you, Angel!"

"Me? I wasn't planning to do anything" Angel smirked, popping up another snack into his mouth, sitting with Fat Nuggets on his lap. "But if I did, that would only be because that is what you are supposed to do in sleepovers. And Emily here surely would want the full experience, don't you, Sunshine?"

"Well, if it's part of the tradition on these events…" said Emily with a shrug and half smile, but Lucifer wasn't going to have it.

"No, nope. Everyone play nice!" insisted, putting his hand on his new hips. "Vaggie, you are in charge of keeping everything in order here."

"Sí, señor" accepted Vaggie, saluting.

The serious tone of her voice was quickly diminished by her amused smile. They had progressed from her calling him sir to señor now. Lucifer had no idea if that was truly progress or her just finding another title to avoid using his name, but dedicated her a small pout all the same. Someday she would get her.

"We are not teenagers, papa" said Charlie with a slight blush. "It will be fine."

"You could be a thousand years old and you are still going to be my duckling" declared Lucifer like it was the only truth worth knowing in the universe. He flapped his bat wings to kiss her cheek. "You too have a good time, sweetie."

Charlie nodded and giggled when Alastor gave her a kiss on her other cheek, giving her arm a squeeze before he followed Lucifer. Their driver was waiting for them in a white limo, which was their usual one but turned white to appear different, parked in front of the hotel. After presenting himself and indicating their destination, Alastor went on to hold the door open for Honey to slide in, only to traslate to Alastor's lap when the demon sat himself.

"Comfortable, dear?" asked Alastor as soon they started moving.

"Not yet" said Lucifer, turning around to straddle Alastor and then plop against him, nuzzling his face against the chest fluff through the fabric. Only then he exhaled heavily, relaxing. "Now we are talking."

Alastor wrapped his arms lazily around him. Lucifer's tail swinged content when he could feel the sharp claws of his husband move slowly on the space between his wings, that twitched ever so slightly. The backless area of his dress finished right at the point his tail started, giving Alastor plenty liberty to touch his skin up and down with no rush at all, enjoying of the tiny responses that could get out of him.

Lucifer kissed his clavicle, exposed barely by one button left open, but didn't went any further. Alastor let his chin rest on top of his head, between the small black horns of Honey, without looking more either. They had all night to do everything they wanted. The whole eternity actually. There was time to just enjoy the warm of his body against his, even though the fabric, the smell of his skin and the gentle, soft grumbling of white noise coming out of his center. All so distinctively, irrevocably Alastor with all the safety and comfort that it entailed, that he almost regretted when the limo stopped.

"Are you sure we can't just stay here?" asked, curling his tail around Alastor's wrist, knowing full well that wasn't the plan.

Alastor smirked, taking the extreme of the thin tail to brush his lips against the heart at the center.

"Nope" said simply, patting his back.

Lucifer sighed and cleared his throat, getting his Honey voice back. He kissed Alastor briefly and exhibited his pointy fangs in a wide smile.

"Showtime, sweetie!" He winked an eye as one black tentacle open up the door and Alastor came out first, taking his hand out to help him out.

The entrance of the club was heavily guarded with a large line of demons waiting to enter. Alastor just had to flash a smile to the bouncer for him immediately let them in.

"Oh, so impressive" cooed Honey, hanging from his arm. The few other people that were coming inside with them stepped aside, making sure to keep a considerable distance. Honey could feel their looks over her body, but they were quick and guilty ones, nothing worth noting. When they came into the elevator, they were the only ones there despite having the capacity for an entire group of 8. "Nobody messed with the radio demon before, but now no one even wants to try with the new King of Overlords. I feel so honoured that someone of your position decided to take along little old me" added with a chuckle.

"The pleasure is all mine, dear" Alastor beemed, not bothering to hide how much he liked the live terror that his mere presence caused now.

If Lucifer had known how much fun it could be, he would have proposed the new role ages ago, but he was aware that Alastor would have never accepted it if not for his own strenght. That was part of the reason why nobody was supposed to know about their real relationship, the one neither of them said outloud. Being defended by his husband in times of crisis could be alluring sometimes, but relying on it exclusively to gain respect was humilliating. Alastor now had earned command the attention he always wanted and Honey thought he looked all the more adorable for it.

"So" started Honey, purring against him "how it's going to be tonight, love? Am I going to be the helpless drunk Honey, the flirty Honey or maybe just want to dance to see what happens?"

"I feel on the mood to improvise" Alastor tilted his head, his smile flashing a dangerous tone for a second. Honey never missed those, they all stayed intrinstically tied on her memory as a reminder for what would come. "Considering the line outside, tonight seems it's going to be a busy one, darling. We will have no shortage of options to go through."

Lucifer relaxed a bit with that. If Alastor really only wanted to play, then he didn't have to concern himself with the possibility of a proposal or not. He could just play with his role. Honey was just a fun girl anyway, not really wife material for a man such as Alastor.

"If that is what my Overlord King wants" cooed Honey.

"You misunderstood, love" Alastor elevated her chin gently, so she would look into his red eyes. "It's what we want. The date of a king should indulge on her own desires as well. What is the point of dating a king then?"

"Mmm, I feel you wouldn't need dating any king to just do whatever you want" pointed out Honey with a little bit of Lucifer on her smile. Alastor arched an eyebrow, not disagreeing. She giggled with a shrug. "But if you said so, sweetheart."

Alastor perked up more when the elevator finally stopped and the doors opened up automatically. He walked inside and as soon as he did, every security camera exploded from the inside all at once. If anyone was casually taking pictures on any vecinity to their direction, their phones now were going to be completely useless.

Honey appreciated that the cameras themselves haven't exploded in such a way that caught fire and activated any potential smoke alarm, like on the first date when Alastor returned home. Now, instead, they just exhaled a little line of smoke from it's circuts getting instantly fried. A subtle work, but effective.

"Good job" murmured Lucifer, giving him a subtle nudge with his hips.

"Did you say anything, Honey?" Alastor smiled bigger, returning the movement on his direction, emphasizing the name. "I couldn't hear you because of the music."

"I said you look cute" pouted Honey, floating to kiss his cheek and grab his hand, taking him to the dance floor. "How did you know that cute men are my weakness?"

"Not a word people often associate with me" commented Alastor, following her along as most club goes made way for them as soon they recognized him.

That happened a lot more frequently after Vox had made his announcement with images of him taken by his drone, associating him with the nervous manic energy of the man as he relied everything Alastor had told him. He would hate to admit it, which is why he was never going to plan to do it, but letting the picture box show present him to the rest of hell had a much bigger and quick impact that he would have if he had stuck to radio only to start his broadcast like nothing happened. Ever since then, he did got a tone of new listeners too. Souls that were too curious to know more about him, aspiring to be overlord or overlords themselves wanting to know the competition.

Those that had a immediate rejection to his self acclaimed position had already being dealt with and their deaths transmitted for everyone to hear. It was almost like good old times before TV became so popular in Hell and Alastor was absolutely radiant about it. With such a beeming aura about him, it made it all the more easier to take all the looks and attention over her body without becoming self conscious about it. That is what they were supposed to be doing anyway. First look at the dangerous man she was with and then the literal eye candy with him. Neither of them could even hope to defeat the King of Overlords in a battle, but maybe their own insignificance could make them feel compelled to try to win over his date. At least, that is what they were counting for.

"Well, I have better eyes than everyone else then" commented Honey with a giggle, landing on the floor, balancing their hands joined together. "Show me a good time, darling" added with a wink.

Alastor grinned and tilted his head to the left. The music that was sounding on the speakers let out a brief record scratching noise, completely digitally, and changed into another song. Lucifer laughed out loud at recognizing it. One of the very first songs they ever danced together after marrying, when Alastor prepared a whole club on his palace because he found it impossible to get out, but still very much wanted the experience of dating like any normal couple.

"Oh, did you know this one, love?" asked Alastor, moving his feet and going forward as Honey adapted, swinging her hips. "I didn't know that your tastes were so diverse. Color me surprised."

"Oh, my grandpa used to listen to it" teased Honey with a toothy smile. "I guess that is what I get for going out with an older gentleman."

"Good taste is timeless, my dear" Alastor lifted her off the floor, bringing her with him as they turn in a circle and then pull her out to the full extend of his arm. "I even sometimes like things from before my time as testament of it. From way before I was born in Earth. Things so old they have been practically forgotten, with a golden shine that never dies."

"Oh, yeah?" Honey arched an eyebrow and Alastor chuckled, kissing it.

"I almost prefer it that way" commented, twirling her around and bring her over again against his chest. "Not everyone can appreciate a true classic."

Honey laughed at that, her blush turning her cheek on a darker pink than they were. The ability of Alastor to say an insult like a compliment and compliments like insults was something to admire.

"You do have such good eye, my sweet king" smiled Honey and hang from his neck as they twirled, talking to his ear, where no one could her. "What would you do if someone else happened to appreciate the same old things as you?"

"Rip their eyes out, of course" laughed Alastor. Still dancing, Honey knew he was taking notice of who was looking at him and who looked at his date, but his sight always returned at her. "And then fed them to my love."

Honey squealed, her feet light and the flapping of her wings too happy to care about the looks over her short skirt, the following of her curves, the thoughts that came accompanied with them. When the song finalized, Alastor let it come back to the previous selection with a simple head gesture and kissed the hand of a seemingly breathless Honey. She casually pushed the skirt of her dress down her thigh, even though it had stayed at the same level the entire time. Just in case someone else still haven't noticed.

"Something to refresh your throat, darling?"

"Oh, yes" said Honey, when suddenly a high pitch voice could be heard over the music.

"Is that you, Honey? Baby girl, where you have been? I haven't seen you in ages!"

Lucifer took a deep breath as another tall succubus came to them, with her own drink on hand. Honey regarded her with a smile.

"Alastor, nice to see you too" greeted the succubus, trying to give him a kiss on the cheek, but Alastor was faster on taking her hand and leaving a quicker one there. "Oh, come on, I wasn't going to feed off that!" She laughed, making a dismissive hand wave with a shrug. "Still so old fashioned! How is the King life treating you?"

"Wonderfully, dear. Never been better" Alastor's smile was as polite as ever, as he turned to Honey. "My love, you two can catch up while I go bring us some drinks."

"Oh, totally. Honey, baby, you have to come with us!"

That was the bad thing of choosing a succubus as another form, a detail that Lucifer didn't remember until it was too late. Succubus were naturally sociable with each other and it was weird not seeing them in big groups of friends. So whenever Honey came out, there was that exact risk of another one either recognizing her or wanting to talk with her. Not out of a desire to feed, but just to be among their own. They were usually nice and charming, as they had to be for their job, but Lucifer really would have chosen to not deal with socialization he wasn't prepared for beforehand.

As the tall succubus took his arm toward the other side of the club, where another bunch were talking and laughing on a couch, Lucifer tried to keep the smile up and not show his dissapointment. He was hoping this was going to be a thing between himself and Alastor, no one else.

"Hey, bitches, look who I just saw dancing to whatever that music was!"

The other succubus greeted Honey with kisses on the cheek and pats on the back, inviting her to sit with them.

"What the hell kind of music was that?" said another succubus. "Don't tell me that was Alastor?"

"Of course it was, who else?"

"I didn't know he could do that now! Hey, Honey, how strong he has become now? You certainly must know it."

When Lucifer had five pairs of eyes waiting for his response, he swallowed and threw a glance to the bar. He could barely make up the tip of Alastor's ears at the distance. Just because he had gotten better at worrying he was going to die again if he didn't saw him, didn't mean that having him close wasn't still his first choice.

"Oh, yeah, is incredible" said Honey, crossing her legs and pulling on her skirt down again. "You know, he was so strong already, but ever since coming back from the death is like nothing else can compare. He gets so cute when he takes his time too! One time he pulled out the guts of this guy and made him jump on it before choking him with one finger" She giggled, remembering the maniacal laughter of Alastor as he saw the life dissapear from that overlord.

The other succubus looked a bit weirded out, but what else could they expect from someone willing to date the radio demon?

"Yeah, real cute" said the first succubus, reclining over her. "So you don't know either how the whole resurrection happened?"

"Nope" said Honey with ease, shrugging. "He never told me a word. I don't really care either. I am just relieved that he is back. I… I really missed him when he wasn't here."

"You poor thing" offered the succubus at his side, patting her knee. "We didn't see you for so long, we were worried. How are you?"

"Oh, you know, I had my baby to distract me so it wasn't all that bad" Honey saw her hand trembling on her lap and she forced a bigger smiled on her face, hiding it under her leg. If he started talking about those horrible five months, he wasn't sure if he was going to be able to stop himself. "But look, it doesn't matter now. He is back and better than ever! We are recuperating the lost time now. My baby girl was so happy to see him too!"

"Am I crazy or he has gotten hotter too?" asked another succubus, also looking in Alastor's direction. "Like, I don't know, more daddy than usual."

This was another thing about succubus finding each other. To them, just talking about how hot the partner of others were was the same as talking about a painting on the wall. Normally he would understand that and let it go, but tonight that comment was doing something else.

"What do you mean?" asked Honey innocently, burying her manicured nails on the couch.

"No, no, I get it" laughed the tall succubus. "The new title really suits him. I bet he has also changed in bed, hasn't he, sweetie? With all that new power, he must be an entire feast now. Are you sure he still is a big no on the threesome idea?"

"On fourthsome" added another succubus.

"Or… whatever the word is for five" said another.

"Did you all saw his giant demonic form? Now that is a true monster I would like to tackle."

All of them laughed and they weren't being mean, they were just joking around, and Honey would know that and laugh along. She just had to say that no, Alastor haven't changed his mind about that or that she didn't want that and they would let it go for the rest of the night, as easy as that. But Honey wasn't the one who raised her hand and snapped her fingers.

The music on the club stopped. All the music stopped. Mouth stayed still on the middle of phrases. The group of succubus were equally paralyzed, like someone had made a photograph of that moment. Lucifer covered his eyes with his hands and groaned loudly.

"Dear?" asked Alastor, materializing in front of him. "Are you okay?"

"I just need a second" said, taking a deep breath. After a bit, he exhaled again and looked at Alastor, making a hand gesture to the other succubus. "They were talking about fucking you. Again."

"They always do that, love."

"I know" grunted Lucifer, squeezing his brow. "I just don't want to hear it tonight. I don't want to share you. I told them thousands of times already."

Alastor chuckled.

"Did you get jelous for that, my darling?"

"And what if I did?" Lucifer lifted his gaze with a glare and blushed when realizing that Alastor was absolutely delighted with his response. Looking to a side, he sighed again. "I will send them away. Go back where you were."

"Are you sure?" Alastor, still with the same pleased smile, reached out to caress his cheek. Lucifer leaned towards the warm touch. "We could also go home if you don't feel up to it."

"No!" said Lucifer, a bit too quickly. That was exactly the last thing he wanted. He took the hand of Alastor with his and nuzzled his knuckles. "No, babe, I want to stay. I do. Just not with this on top."

"Very well" Alastor inclined to kiss his forehead. He stayed there to add: "I heard some demons in suits talking about you already. You certainly attracted a lot of looks."

"Yeah?" Lucifer grinned. "Should I go to them or wait for them to come for me?"

"They will go to you if they think I am not around" Alastor smiled, lifting his chin. "They might offer you a drink. You know what to do, don't you, darling?"

Lucifer nodded, more calmed down now.

"I got this" said, patting his thighs. "Now move that ass, babe, and let me do my magic."

Alastor laughed, ruffling his pink hair before he summerged into his shadows. Lucifer followed the direction of the black spot. When Alastor appeared again at the bar, on the exact same spot he was before, he send him a thumb up and Lucifer chuckled, sending him a playful wave.

"Alright. I am sorry, girls, today is not your tonight but mine" said, standing up and touching the forehead of every one of the succubus, drawing a golden sigil that quickly got absorbed in their heads. "You are all tired of this club and want to go to the next, to later go home safely in taxis with the money you forgot you had in your pocket. You had a good talk with Honey and have nothing to worry about her. Also, Alastor still wants nothing to do with any of you and only likes Honey. Understood?"

The group of succubus nodded their head slowly in unison. He did feel a bit bad for cutting their fun shortly, but they weren't going to be fans anyway of what Alastor wanted to do. Lucifer lowered his hand, making all of them blink at once, and snapped his finger. Immediately the club regained it's previous life and the tall succubus groaned.

"I am done with this place" commented, finishing her drink and leaving the glass on a table nearby. "What do you all say?

"Yeah, I think I had enough too."

"Totally, there is no good food here."

They all agreed and gave Honey a quick hug, kissing her cheek and wishing her a good night. Honey lamented that they couldn't talk some more. Lucifer conjured up money that almost bursted out of their pockets as he let them go, waving them as she decided to wait.

Once they were all gone, Honey relaxed on the couch, playing with her hair until a demon sat to her side with two glasses. He had a suit, but who knew if it was the same demon Alastor was talking about or another different entirely. Either way, she looked at him up and down with the same welcoming smile. He had already two glasses full on his hands.

"Hey" said the demon.

"Hey" greeted, twirling a strand of hair. "I am sorry, sweetheart, I didn't came alone tonight. Is that glass for me?"

"Oh, I saw" The bird demon grinned. "You looked thirsty and I didn't see your date anywhere, so I thought I could give you a hand. You are too hot to be on your own."

"Oh, I can take care of myself" Honey pouted, putting her hands to a side, in such a way that she squeezed her chest together. The demon wasn't even attempting to be subtle as he stared, licking his beak. "But thank you. You seem like a good catch too. Did you came alone?"

"With some friends. They are there" The demon pointed his chin to another point of the club, a group of demons that were trying and failing to keep tabs on them. When they realized she was staring back, they all smiled and waved on her direction, something that Honey returned with a wink. "Aren't you going to drink? It's going to get warm later."

Lucifer almost rolled his eyes at the total lack of subtly. At least try to make it look more legit, play a little, make it more interesting. But this guy reeked to rich guy used to get everything served on his hand barely doing anything for it, so probably he would see it as a waste of time.

"Oh, I don't know" said Honey, throwing a glance to Alastor that was still at the bar, his back turned to her. "Are you sure you don't prefer to give it to another girl?" offered, even though he wasn't actually going to let him do it. If he did moved on, Lucifer would make him trip to throw whatever he was carrying and later point him for Alastor to find anyway. "I don't know if my date would like it."

"Well, that guy isn't here" The demon bird also looked back for a second before turning with a slightly more tense smile. Honey's jaw squeezed tight. Guy your ass, jackass. That is a king you are talking about. "That is why you should drink it before he comes back. Live a little, baby, there is nothing wrong with that."

"Mmmm" Honey pouted, thinking about it for an entire second before she smiled again. "Okay! I am thirsty. One drink can't hurt, right?"

"Yeah, exactly, cutie" He put the drink on her small hand and didn't drink from his, waiting for her.

Good grief, was he terrible at this. Was this his first time or he had done it so much that he didn't even bother with a good script anymore? Either way, Lucifer wasn't going to feel bad for what happened to him after. Honey drank the entire glass, feeling that distinctive flavor that didn't correspond to the drink alone. She licked her lips and smiled sweetly to him, reaching a hand to caress the feathers that surrounded his face.

"Pretty birdy" cooed.

Only then did the jackass drank his own glass and accomodated expanding his legs.

"Yeah, you liked that, baby? Why don't you come closer so I can hear you better?"

"Oh? Sure, why not" Honey giggled, trusting, sweet Honey as she crawled closer and pressed her breast against his arm. "Oh, you are so strong" She giggled, giving his arm-wing a little squeeze. He wasn't going to have not even the dream of a chance with arms like those. Did his stupid friends put him up to this? Lucifer had to imagine that. That or he was just that stupid. Not that it was going to make any difference anyway. "Would you fly me away if I asked you to with those arms?"

"Babe, I can do so much more for you" The demon chuckled and reached forward to kiss Honey's neck, as she let out small giggles. "Come closer."

"I am close…" said Honey and was surprised when the guy actually lifted her up from the couch to sit on his lap. "Oh" said, as if impressed with his strenght. She smiled, putting her arms around his neck. "Like what? What else can you do for me?" She smiled wider against his shoulder. "Are you going to scream for me? I love it when they scream."

"What did you say?" The jackass must had assume he heard badly, but in any case his hands didn't stopped. From the top of his back went down his spine, but those fucking feathered hands were greedy and quickly went to his ass, squeezing it like there was nothing stopping him from it.

The moment he did that, Lucifer was not surprised when he heard the violent noise of feedback coming from every speaker on the club and the sudden explosion of multiples phones. Honey turned around to see Alastor standing there, his antlers big and his face turning large in mid transformation, mouth drooling with hunger.

"Hey, sweetheart" greeted Honey, smiling sincerely now. "I missed you. He gave me a drink that tasted funny. You were taking long."

"Apologies, dear" The radio dials on Alastor didn't lose sight of the bird demon.

A couple of tentacles coming out from shadows at each side lifted Honey and sat her gently a little away on the couch, patting her head. Honey giggled and gave a kiss to one of the tentacles before they dissapeared again.

"He has his friends there, sweetie" added Honey, pointing at the group with her head.

They all looked paralyzed in place. Two of them moved away from their table and tried to run to the elevator. Without even turning his head, Alastor send tentacles to grab them by their ankles and hang them in the air. The others followed the same fate.

"Thank you, darling" said Alastor, towering over the bird demon as he puts his claws at each side of his feathered head, cracking on the wall behind him. The whole club seemed to be containing their breath all together, as the radio static grew stronger like the growl of a beast at the distance. "Do you have anything to say in your defense?"

"He-e-hey, man, it's okay" said the bird demon, lifting his arm. Everything on him was shacking like a leaf on a storm, even his voice. "She was the one coming on to me, okay? She was begging me for that drink. Maybe you should look at your date first instead of looking at others. I didn't do anything."

"Nuh uh" said Honey, reclining on the sofa.

"Yes, you did, don't you remember? I was just passing along and you begged me to come here" the voice of the demon was turning high pitch as he spoke quicker, like that was going to slip his words faster into Honey's brain to become the absolutely truth.

If that stupid drink had any effect on her, that could have worked. They were, after all, created to make people susceptible to almost any suggestion.

"Nope, I don't remember that" Honey giggled. "You are such a bad liar."

"She started it all, man, look at her."

"He called you guy" added Honey with a pout and this time Alastor did look at her, twisting his neck. "You are not only guy. You are my big bad radio demon and a king. Not guy. He is guy, not you."

A second of silence passed as Alastor looked at her and Lucifer smiled back, pressing his lips together as if to send him a kiss. The static noise became even louder than it was for a instant. Many people covered their ears or their whole heads to try to defend themselves of it, without any result. A few started scurring away to the elevator. On the blink of an eye, Alastor grabbed the demon bird from the neck.

"My little queen has spoken."

That was the start of the massacrer. Honey at first stayed at the couch as she saw it all, conjuring some snacks for herself. Nobody was paying any attention to ask themselves from where she took the snacks anyway, trying to run away from the splashes of blood or viscera that were flying everywhere. The bird demon and his friends begged the entire time, but all of their words and crying fell to deaf ears.

When she finished with the bag of snacks, Honey walked calmly to a nearby trash bag and found a table nearby to sit at, conjuring a sweet drink on a newly made glass to see the whole show.

"Hey" called a demon, who somehow had escaped from the blood, slipping on the seat at her side. "I can bring you a new drink if you want, cutie."

"That is my boyfriend and if you touch me or anyone without consent after tonight, you will be next" having said that, Honey grabbed his tie and brought him down to barely brush her lips against his cheek. A tentacle instantly took the demon away and she waved him goodbye. "He will find you if you respawn and do that shit again!"

Honey took out the little bag with pills she had stolen from the guy and the bird demon, putting them all on his glass to let them melt until they were nothing but black stains at the bottom. At least those weren't going to hurt anyone anymore.

"Hey."

Honey just had time to stare at the new guy for a second before he was also dragged, joining the little espectacle of Alastor. She chuckled to herself. Maybe that one didn't even had pills with him, it didn't mattered to Alastor anymore.

"You look so hot, baby!" encouraged Honey, the static becoming distorted in response. "I love you too!"

She kicked her feet under the table, sighing content as Alastor was finishing to decorate the walls with was left of those guys, as a warning for no one to forget what happened for the rest of the night. Once the static calm down and the music slowly came back, Alastor went back to his original form, fixing his tie. He made his way towards the table of Honey and reached over it to kiss her cheek. He was spotless, except for the traces of blood all over his face.

"Let me" said Honey, pulling up a napkin from her purse to clean him up. Alastor did let her, sitting at the tall chair at her side. "There we go, that is the face I like to see" cooed, taking her chance to kiss him again. Her wings fluttered behind her when he looked back at her with a softer smile. This was the part that she liked the most out of these dates. Not the blood and violence itself, but this, seeing Alastor so relaxed and pleased like a cat under the sun. No matter what he said about how other people percieved her, he looked cute like that. Adorable even. Something she wanted to see the rest of her life in hell. "Did you had fun, sweetie?"

Alastor nodded, lifting up his other hand.

"Can you open this one for me, dear?" said, leaving a severed head on the table. "I think he was hiding another one of those pills, but something got stuck and it won't open."

"Aw, baby, got tired already?" said Honey, incapable of not slipping some teasing note there. She still did opened up the mouth of the head as Alastor was making a gesture for a waiter to come bring him a drink.

One did came rushing to attend him and just as quickly she came, she was away for Alastor to see Honey staring down. The jaw of the deceased gave away easily.

Honey lifted her eyes to him for a second before returning where they were. Not the head, the mouth or the tongue, but specifically the golden ring that was left at the center of the tongue. Honey picked it up with a trembling hand and gasped when realizing that it was definitely real, too solid for it to be her imagination.

"You…" Lucifer looked at Alastor and started laughing, a few tears running down his cheek. "You are so fucking gross."

Alastor grinned wider, taking the ring from her fingers to take her hand, kissing her finger.

"Honey, would you…"

"Yes" said Lucifer and blinked. "Oh, wait, did that ruin that? Sorry, didn't mean to. Try again."

Alastor laughed crinkling his eyes, soft and sincere. Lucifer grabbed to his chair to stop the impulse of jump at him right there. Alastor squeezed her hand between his and did try again.

"Honey, would you do me the honor of becoming my wife?"

Lucifer smiled, so big that he could swear it was going to split his face in half, and only after a second did he realized he still haven't said anything.

"Yes" said again. He saw through some new tears Alastor put on the new ring on him. On his favor, the ring wasn't wet with saliva, blood or anything. Alastor must have taken care of completely drying the mouth before pulling that manuever. It was pristine gold with engravings of antlers surrounding an apple that could look as a heart for the majority of peple. "Oh, Alastor" sighed with his Honey voice, now floating from his chair to the other to hug him tighter, pespering kisses all over his face. "I was so nervous. You dick."

"I know" Alastor hugged him back, accomodating him better.

"Asshole" Honey found his mouth and kissed it over and over, running her fingers through his hair. "I love you."

"I love you too" Alastor whispered on her ear and she perked up.

The small gathering of people around that were close enough to see what happened applauded. Alastor growled at them, but that didn't stopped the staring. Lucifer grabbed to his shirt with tense hands, suddenly way too aware of all the eyes on them.

"Congratulations, sir! Here is your drink, courtesy of the…" said the waiter, not even finishing the sentence before one of the tentacles grabbed the drink before darnkness pulled them away from them.

When he saw light again, Lucifer realized they were at the superior level of the club, on a couch. Up there the majority of people were minding their own business, either fucking on the side or high enough to reach Heaven on their own.

"Thank you" murmured, relaxing again.

"No problem" Alastor kissed his temple.

Lucifer breathed in and out a couple of times to clear his mind. He contemplated his hand, the one with the ring that wasn't really his.

"Wait, I am confused" said, lifting up his eyes. "Why did you wait until I was Honey?"

"Because Honey is untraceable" Alastor explained, brushing his pink hair gently. "I can talk about my wife all day long and they could never use her against me, because they don't know who she is. Don't get me wrong, darling. I still think the secret is important" added, taking the pink hand to kiss it the ring. "But I really liked to say my husband outloud without concerning myself with who could be hearing. I can even talk about my beautiful little fawn and people won't think of Charlie thanks to your backstory."

"But I am your wife" pointed out Lucifer.

"And husband" added Alastor. "I am marrying Alejando too. And Lucifer" said, looking to kiss his lips before he could make any more questions. "And every other facet of you you ever want to make. I want everyone to know they are all mine, every single one of them. There is no rules against polygamy here in hell so nobody will care."

"But we are having one wedding, right?" Lucifer tigthen up his lips when Alastor just looked at him with a half lid blank stare as a response. "You are the one who is talking about marrying multiple people, it's a valid question!"

Alastor sighed.

"Yes, one wedding is enough, love" said with the same tone he would have for a not so brilliant child.

"Dick" Lucifer huffed as he laid against Alastor. A smile spread across his face as he saw the ring. His hand finally felt complete again..

When they returned to the hotel, everyone had already succumbed to slumber on top of the bunch of mattress they had prepared around the couch. Only Niffty was sleeping on top of that one, turning and rolling in her sleep as she muttered about stabbing things. Alastor put her weighed blanket on top of her, that had slipped to the floor, and that seemed to finally calm her down.

"Aww, so cute" commented Lucifer, back on his original form, floating above everyone to cover them up with their respective blankets as well. When he came to Charlie and Emily, he smiled at seeing the duckie hairclip still on their heads. They still weren't trending in Hell, but someday perhaps, if they kept using them. He took them out carefully to put them on the table.

"Mmm" came out a soft murmur as Emily opened up an eye, feeling the movement between her hair. "Lucifer? Alastor?"

"Yes, dear?" asked Alastor, lifting her blanket with tnetacles until under her chin.

"I was just resting my eyes a little" said Emily, moving her head lazily to change position, eyes closed again. Lucifer took her phone laying at her side to put it on the table, next to the duckies. "I was the last to sleep… Did I win the sleepover?"

"Yes, of course" said Lucifer, inclining to kiss her forehead. "Tomorrow you can have anything you want for breakfast as a reward."

"Yay…" Emily yawned, curling up around herself. "Good night, you two."

"Good night, dear" Alastor turned off the last lights that were on in the lobby and Lucifer disconnected the projector, leaving them in total darkness.

They still made their way back to their room. Tomorrow they could announce the proposal properly.

#radioapple #appleradio #duckiedeer #hazbin hotel au #arranged marriage au

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The Scry

Ch 1: Does Precognitive 4 Have a Name?

-This is a repost to rebuild vanished posts and broken links on the masterlist. Thanks for understanding.-

CW: whumpee with powers, human trafficking, forced labor, forced use of powers, whumpee meets caretaker, restraints, mention of neglect and abuse

Spartan Enterprises - Baltimore, MD. 9:15 AM EST

Max moved into his current office three months ago when the previous occupant rage-quit mid quarterly meeting in a full room of directors.

Full length windows let in plenty of natural light, even on rainy days. He had a desk outfitted with three monitors and a laptop, a miniature fridge, and an armchair for any visiting colleagues. He liked the privacy of an actual office, though it was oppressively quiet sometimes. He could select his own music to play out of the ceiling speakers though, possibly the biggest improvement since leaving a cubicle. They were out there listening to their fourth rotation of Christmas Classics against their wills, hours before lunch.

And now he was getting a Christmas bonus.

“It’s open,” he called when a knock finally came on his office door at 9:15.

He was relieved to see a familiar blonde bob, purplish lipstick and bright eyes poke in. Cecelia. “Hey, Max? Uhm. Delivery.”

“Thank God,” he said, standing and rounding his desk. “I was picturing the secret service. Men in Black.”

“Oh no, just regular package dropoff detail,” she laughed nervously, holding the door mostly shut still so that she was just peeking her head in.

Max stopped a few feet from the door, tilting his head. “So? Is it with you?”

Cissy winced. “He is. Yeah. Uhm… God, could you maybe sit down?”

“Sit down?”

“You’re just… you’re big and intimidating, Max, you’ll see what I mean in a sec. Just siddown, will you?”

Normally he would’ve teased her about being bossy, maybe said something about her Boston accent. Today he went back behind his desk and sat down. She watched him until he was seated a safe distance from the door before she swung it open slowly, letting into his view a tall, slender boy with a mess of dark wavy hair. He was young, but the circumstances made it hard to guess how old he might be. His eyes were big and dark, ringed with purple circles and yellow bruising running along his cheekbones, his jaw. His hands were cuffed in front of him with angry red ligatures on the wrists. The cuffs were a garish, matte orange.

He wore beige clothes, as if they had been white once but were so dingy and uncared for they now were a stained eggshell color. The pristine newness of his white tennis shoes stood out against the rest of his clothes.

Cissy bit her lip, watching Max’s reaction.

“Can you shut the door, Cissy?”

She nudged the precog a few more steps so she could comply. It didn’t go unnoticed when she turned the tab lock on the doorknob.

“Max,” she said softly. “This is Precognitive 4. Assigned to you.”

Max eyed the boy again. He was younger than he’d anticipated this thing being. The slight frame he’d noticed before looked, upon closer inspection, to be some degree of malnutrition. Those yellowing marks were almost certainly bruises.

“Does Precognitive 4 have a name?”

The boy’s eyes flashed up to meet his, but went right back to the floor. The cuffs made a tinkling metallic sound as they clicked together . They were real, despite being orange like the cap on a toy gun.

“His name is Carlo,” Cissy answered for him, giving him a nudge and a reassuring smile. “Carlo, this is Max Kelly.” She leaned closer, though he could still hear what she whispered to him. “You’re gonna be fine with him, honey. He’s nice.”

“We haven’t, uh. We haven’t had any training yet…”

“Oh yeah, that’s fine. I know, I know. It’ll be on your calendar sometime today. We can just do it online, everyone can hop on the link. It’s a power point, a few videos. Not a big deal. And the gist of the whole thing is, you know… they can tell you how they work best, because they’re not all the same. So it’s more like you and your assignment will be training each other.” She smiled brightly, though there was something tense behind it. She had reservations about this. By 9:15, this one was likely not the first she had delivered.

“Okay,” he smiled back, probably just as strained. “Thanks, Cissy.”

“No problem,” she said, turning to the door. “Oh!”

She came up to his desk, setting down a pair of tiny silver keys. “They uhm… for the handcuffs.”

Max lowered his voice. “Why the handcuffs in the first place? Are they a flight risk or something?”

“No, no. It’s a legal thing. For transport, and you’re supposed to be the only one to take them off. Or … leave them on.”

“Leave them on?”

She winced. “Those were the instructions.”

He didn’t know what else to say. She was clearly not pleased, and holding back, and trying to do her job as she always did, with a bubbly little front so everyone would like her. He wanted to tell her to drop it when she got tired of it, that he’d like her anyway.

He kept his voice low, making sure she was between him and the precog so he was less likely to hear what they were whispering about. “Is this not kind of fucked?”

She dropped her voice to the barest breath. “It’s completely fucked. Just take good care of him. What else can you do?”

“If I refuse him…”

“No,” she hissed, eyes widening. “He’d go to fucking Austin, Max. He was next in line.”

He gave her a knowing look. Austin was a grade-A prick and a pain in everyone’s ass. He didn’t need to be handed a rare, vulnerable thing like the one standing in the middle of his office floor right now. “Ok. Exactly.”

She straightened up, her voice at a normal volume again. “I’ll swing by before I leave today, I’ve got a teeny little checklist they want us to go over with you guys to have on file.”

She paused in front of the precog like she wanted to say something else, dropped her chin, and slipped out the door without another backward glance.

“Hi,” Max said now that they were alone. “Can I take those things off your wrists?”

The boy glanced down as if he didn’t remember what he had on his wrists. He looked at Max warily, eyes drifting to the keys.

“They look like they hurt. Do they?”

Do you feel pain? Are you really just a human?

He responded by taking a tentative step forward in those white tennis shoes, then another. When he was reasonably close to Max’s desk he stopped, raising his eyes.

“Thanks,” Max said, slowly reaching for the keys and picking them up off the desk. He held them up, ready to turn in the lock if the boy would meet him halfway.

Slowly, gingerly, he raised his wounded wrists close enough to the key that they were in Max’s reach. He leaned over his desk, tilting his head to better see the keyhole. He tried to insert the key without applying much pressure, knowing the metal was biting into the angry skin there. A little push. A twist. The cuffs fell open and the precog flinched as they fell to the ground at his feet. He turned his hands palm-up, looking at the damage to the underside of his wrists.

“I’m sorry about that,” Max said. “I really don’t see why anyone felt those were necessary. Do you want to sit down?” He gestured to the armchair. The precog eyed it but did not oblige him.

“You need something to drink, Carlo?” he asked, making sure to use his name. A hopeful flash came into his eyes and was hidden a moment later.

“If you’d like, Sir.”

“Oh. Max,” he corrected gently. “Call me Max. We’re going to be spending a lot of time together, by the looks of it. Might as well get used to each other. This is my office. I’ll set you up a work space, of course. Once they tell us what the hell is going on, that is.” He smiled, trying to put the precog at ease and failing.

“Work space?” the boy echoed timidly.

He can speak, Max thought with relief.

“Mhm. I mean, once we figure out how we’re gonna do this.”

The boy paled. “Do what?”

Max stared at him. “You don’t know?”

He flinched. “N-no, Sir. I— I’m sorry, I…I wasn’t told where I was going. Or… why…” he trailed off.

“It’s okay,” Max placated, holding out his hands in what he hoped was a universal gesture of goodwill. “Sounds like we’re in the same boat then, kid. I’ll fill you in with all I know, though it isn’t much. We can ask each other questions.”

“Sit down,” Max instructed this time, instead of asking. He fetched an unopened lemonade from the mini fridge Eddie had left last week. He twisted it open and handed it to the boy at arm’s length so he didn’t have to get too close to him. The precog took it, drinking carefully at first and then eagerly.

He sat in the armchair, watching Max’s every move. Max pulled his desk chair around, closer but not too close, and sat down.

“I’ve worked here for five years. This organization is called Spartan Enterprises, or just Spartan. We’re like a credit reporting bureau but a little different. I run an account here. I’m not management of any kind, I’m just an account exec. I happened to have a pretty good year last year, and that’s the reason I got selected to get… to get one of you. I guess they’re hoping we can work together, and you can use your… abilities to help me make good decisions. Really good decisions.”

The precog watched him guardedly. He looked so lost. Max wanted to call Ingrid, tell her to come help him.

“I don’t know how much you know about all this, but your… Well, precognitives have just now been made available to the general public. Actually, not the general public, you’re way too expensive for that. For the super rich, I guess. And organizations, like Spartan. We… the public, I mean- civilians- don’t know the first thing about you guys.”

The precog seemed disturbed by that, kept looking Max over like he was the anomaly in this office, not the other way around.

“You can ask me things,” Max said gently. “Anything you’d like.”

The boy took another parched dreg from the lemonade. “How do you… make money here?”

Max sat back in his chair, folded his ankle over his knee. “I get other businesses to agree to work with ours. With me. I execute a contract. We provide a valuable service. Information. The information helps them make money and stay out of lawsuits. They pay us what we agreed to in the contract. The surplus goes in Spartan’s pocket. I get a cut of that surplus. As well as a salary.”

The precog worked that through for a moment. “And that’s all legal?”

“Quite.”

“And using me to… to help… is that legal, too?”

Max remembered what he’d read in the article to Simon last night about precogs being used for various illegal ventures, insider trading and ripping off casinos.

“It is, yeah. All above board. We’ve got a legal team who reviews everything we do very carefully. This is a big initiative. An expensive one. I’m sure it was gone over with a fine tooth comb. And even if something changes, it would fall on the organization. Not me. Certainly not you.’

That struck some chord. He looked up sharply, and Max got the impression he was both wary and hopeful at the same time. Max wanted to ask where he’d been before this. Had he been one of the repossessed precogs?

“Can I ask you something now?”

He nodded almost imperceptibly.

“How old are you?”

He blinked. “I’m twenty.”

“Are you hurt, other than what I can obviously see?”

He pulled at his sleeves habitually, like they would hide the marks on his wrists. They weren’t long enough. “No,” he whispered.

He looked cold, at the very least. Max pulled his jacket off the back of his chair. To his dismay, the boy flinched back in the armchair like he was going to be struck in the nose.

“Easy,” Max said gently. He spread the jacket like a blanket and slowly, carefully, draped it over the boy’s legs. “You look cold.”

You can feel cold, right? And of course you feel pain, or they wouldn’t have hit you. You wouldn’t flinch from me the way you do, like you’re scared of me. You’re not an alien, or robot, or even some kind of lab experiment. You’re just a kid.

The precog pulled the jacket up close to his chest, shivering slightly into the body warmth left over from where Max’s back had been pressed against it.

“I’m not gonna hurt you,” Max told him. “I know this must be really unsettling. And no one told you what was going on. But you’re with me now, and I promise it’s all going to be very above-board. No one wants to get you in trouble. It’s gonna bore you to tears, actually.”

The precog surprised him with a hint of a smile.

“And I don’t really know what’s going on either, but I’ll figure it out, and I’ll always tell you anything once I know. But there’s a couple things I do know. I’ll never hurt you, for one. I’m not gonna hit you. No one here is going to lay a hand on you. I’ll feed you, get you real clothes. I’ll make sure you’re comfortable. And I won’t ask for anything you tell me you can’t give.”

The precog had turned his head to look out the window. He nodded sharply. When he turned back, he ducked his head to swipe at his eyes. He was crying.

Max felt an unexpectedly sharp tug at his heart. Oh, fuck me.

He rolled his chair back to his desk and opened one of the drawers to a semi-organized mess of extra pens, an old wireless keyboard, and a travel pack of kleenex. He ripped open the plastic with his teeth and wheeled closer again, offering a tissue to the crying boy.

He took it, ducking his head into it in shame so he wouldn’t have to look at Max or let him see.

“I’m gonna leave you alone for a sec,” Max told him stiffly. He wanted to comfort him, but he didn’t know how. Maybe it was the comfort he’d offered in his words that set the kid off in the first place.

“I’m gonna run up to the cafe and get you something to eat. I’ll be back in ten minutes.”

As soon as he shut his office door and stepped into the hallway, he heard a single muffled, ragged sob from the other side of the wall.

Jesus Christ, Spartan, he thought as he headed to the elevator. What the fuck did you buy us?

#the scry #repost for masterlist #whumpee with powers

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Thinking more about the characters as remnants of despair, and how deadly each of them would be if you encountered them... More info about each under the cut.

Deuz is a member of a powerful gang, Fox is almost 2 meters tall and jacked, and Owynn is Owynn. Their danger levels are self explanatory.

Springtrap's main danger is not even himself, but his gadgets and robots. If you get in his radius, you'll get blasted into bits in seconds. Not very survivable.

Cami will most often not actually kill you, but she'll brainwash you into being a pawn for the Ultimate Despair, which is effectively like dying and will likely result in death soon after.

Usagi, despite her brainwashing, still maintains some of her sportsmanship. If you actually attempt to fight her, she'll beat the shit out of you, but she'll let you live on account of your bravery. Your chances of survival with a broken arm and a concussion are very low, but hey, it's something ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯.

Meg is dangerous because of her poison, which means she's only ever deathly if she catches her prey with their guard down. In hand to hand combat, you'd probably win, so she leaves at the first sign of a physical fight (and calls her brother, so you better start running.)

Towntrap still cares a lot about animals, and you can weaponize that into making him let you go by threatening one of them. If you actually do injure one of his animals severely, though, you're toast.

Both Chica and Bon are better than Meg at fighting, but less deathly overall due to not having a way to kill people indirectly like her poison. Whether you could defeat them or not will depend on the person, but it's definitely doable.

Loon tends to focus on big level stunts for the Ultimate Despair, and thus doesn't tend to waste time hunting random people on the streets. Just don't bring too much attention to yourself or make too much noise.

Eak's function is, primarily, to be Owynn's bodyguard- and so, he usually only kills people who might pose a danger to Owynn, which means that running away is an effective strategy with him and he'll just let you go. However, Owynn does occasionally order him to kill civilians for fun, so if that happens... Well, sucks to be you.

Golden isn't very dangerous by himself: the real danger with him is his brainwashed army. In instances where most of his army is busy and he only has one or two for protection, he's not going to waste time making them hunt down someone random. If his whole army is currently with him, though, he'll definitely send a few men to kill any people roaming around. Again, sucks to be you.

Joy spent most of the tragedy using her platform to spread propaganda, and didn't directly kill anyone (except for her family) until towards the end. So, in her case, the danger level depends on at what time you find yourself with her.

Fred was just enjoying his freedom. He occasionally made chaos when Owynn called, but 80% of the time he was off doing side quests.

Bonnie's main purpose during the tragedy was hacking. It inadvertently led to a lot of deaths and suicides, since he used his abilities to get government secrets and spread despair online, but if you found him on the street the best he could do was call some other remnant to deal with you while he runs away.

Toddy... Is a fashionista. She used her platform to spread despair, but I don't think you can kill people with clothes. She probably has a gun on her, for protection, but she's not one to spend her time running around and getting herself covered in blood.

#FHS: Farewell Despair Highschool #fnafhs #tierlist

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Can you imagine Ateez as women? I'm wondering how their masculine sexiness would transfer into feminine sexiness. I'm talking personality and physical appearance.

okay, so first sfw-ish ateez post ive ever made (i believe)

warning: men being imagined as women (not a trans thing), a bunch of gg comparisons sorry not sorry, suggestive-ish, description of body parts (non sexual), 18+ because i may or may not curse, female!teez, fiction ofc

Hongjoong

reminds me a lot of soyeon from (g)i-dle: short, songwriter, rapper, producing genius. with his level of sexiness as a woman, he would turn both men and women (as if he doesn't do that now lasmod). would have a sizeable chest and butt

Seonghwa

is so pretty that people often confuse him with a woman these days, so imagine if he was a woman. he reminds me of siyeon from dreamcatcher, whose sexiness is uncharted and honestly matches seonghwa's. always displays cleavage

Yunho

ive seen people say online that he look's like winter from aespa's long lost cousin, and i can honestly see it. when they both dyed their hair blonde that one time, it sent me into a frenzy. his sexiness is much more prevalent, however, so as a tall woman idols would look onto him. sizable bottom

Yeosang

reminds me of onda from everglow in almost everything but sexiness. his is much more prevalent, and for some reason i think he'd have big boobs hehe. if his hair were to ever be cut lower than his shoulders than he would be a lesbian soul snatcher fr

San

another dreamcatcher comparison: sua. they have the exact same sexiness; like the exact same. love love loves to display cleavage and midriff, and for some reason is obsessed with body rolls. not that huge with the assets, but he works with what he has

Mingi

he's been compared to someone i can't remember, but never mind that right now. really tall, slightly lanky woman. heavy-looking boobs (but not huge), round ass, and DSL lips. they are very few gg women whose lips are naturally plump, but that's where the members of ateez, especially mingi, have an abundance of!

Wooyoung

a social butterfly and naturally flirtatious that you don't even look at what assets as a woman. all you wonder is what that mouth do (im sorry TT) but yeah, extremely sexy, can do all forms of dance well, loves baggy clothes but can pull off leotards extremely well. like an xg-type style of clothing. loves having his hair mid-back length

Jongho

you know swan from purple kiss? they have the same beautiful voice and (i believe) body type. he would hae siazable assets but would seldom show it, display a thigh here and there. focuses more on song and face appeal than overall sexiness, but it's very much there, don't be fooled

#ateez suggestive #ateez smut #ateez headcanons

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dukedirectmenswear · 9 months

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#Buy mens jeans online #Big and tall clothes

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natashadied4oursins · 8 months

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The Boyfriend Package-Chapter 1

@gyokujyn Still needs to be edited.

Summary: MC has a terminal illness. Since she's never had love, she's decided to pay for it via an escort service. The Boyfriend Package includes all things real couples do besides the sex. (I wrote this while I had my own health scare. It was very therapeutic).

A/N: There will be a Happy Ending. If there's anything offensive, please let me know.

Pairings: Bucky/female OC

Words: over 5k

Trigger warnings: terminal illness and the thoughts and feelings that come with it.

Warnings: Thigh riding and swearing.

The Boyfriend Package, Chapter 1

“Evening, baby! I missed you!”

Damn, Bucky looked better than his pictures. Tall, muscular, with bright blue eyes, short brown hair, and a roguish stubble. He was one of the men she’d chosen from the website. She’d secretly wanted him, but she would only allow the agency to send men who were aware of her situation and were completely onboard.

Her mouth was suddenly dry; she swallowed and smiled brightly accepting the yellow orchids in his hand. She’d never been given yellow orchids before, but they looked very cheerful and friendly. She gave him a peck on his cheek, his stubble tickling her.

“Missed you too, babe! Oh, let me get your jacket.” She was trying to find a place to set the flowers, but he’d already taken his brown leather jacket off. He held his motorcycle helmet under his arm while he pulled off his brown leather gloves.

“I got it, doll.”

Doll? That wasn’t on the pre-approved list of pet names, but she’d allow it.

She gestured to the hall closet where he hung his jacket and set his helmet and gloves on the top shelf—one she always had a hard time reaching.

Yup. Those were the muscles she saw online—his black Henley was clinging onto his large, strong body for dear life. He caught her staring but didn’t say anything; he just gave her a tiny smirk. Of course, he knows how gorgeous he is!

“You can put your shoes by the door…if you want.” She quickly headed to the kitchen where an empty vase was waiting by the sink. She filled it with water and put the vase on the fireplace mantel in the living room—a fire already burning.

“What do you feel like doing tonight?” he asked leaning on the pillar separating the kitchen from the foyer.

She couldn’t keep her eyes off him. His pictures made him look like a bad boy, but he had such a kind face. He held her gaze, which was nice, but then again, he probably had plenty of practice in his line of work.

“Do you mind if we stay in? I made some spaghetti and meatballs.” She knew he didn’t have any dietary restrictions, and it was a simple dish to make. She wanted to save any energy she had left for their “date.”

He walked over until he was standing right in front of her, his hand on her back. He tilted his head. “Sounds yummy. Do you need any help?”

He was flirting with her, and it was making her forget how to form coherent sentences. “Plates,” she pointed to the higher shelf, “up there, please.”

He towered over her. She barely reached his shoulders in height. She wasn’t a fan of such a height difference, but it wouldn’t matter in the long run.

“Of course, doll.” His eyes lingered on hers until she made herself focus on setting the table and grabbing the utensils, cloth napkins, the bowl of spaghetti and meatballs, the smaller bowl of salad, and the salad dressing.

The kitchen table wasn’t as big as the dining room table, but it was nice and intimate. She sat opposite him for some friendly distance since they didn’t know each other very well. Before the silence got too awkward, she was going to ask him how his day went, but he held out his left hand across the table for her to take.

She giggled nervously as she took his hand in hers. His hand was so big and warm on her skin considering it had been pretty cold outside. She felt the callouses on his hand and wondered how he got them. Did he work with his hands? Did he work out a lot? Look at him! Of course he did, dummy!

“How was your day, sweetheart?” The pet name made her heart flutter.

“I read a bunch.” The truth was she was exhausted from her treatment a few days ago. She thought she’d timed their “date” well expecting the side effects to be minimal that night. She’d mostly slept, read, and watched tv. She made herself rest because she was looking forward to meeting Bucky.

“Anything good?” he asked shoving a forkful of spaghetti in his mouth. He seemed to be enjoying the food—that was comforting.

“Just some sci-fi fantasy. The one I’m reading has a nice little planet where it’s nighttime for most of their year, and the stars are always sparkling. It’s a common tourist destination for couples from other planets.”

He nodded as she spoke—like he was genuinely interested in what she had to say. He was good.

“I’ll be sure to book us a trip some time,” he said running his thumb on the back of her hand.

She smiled at the thought of them on that little planet. Having a fancy dinner and dancing the night away—which could last as long as they wanted.

She asked him about his day. “Me and some buddies helped a friend move. He just bought a house, so there were a lot of boxes and furniture. I’m still pretty sore, so I’m glad we’re staying in.”

Of course, she had no way of knowing if he was telling the truth or if it was part of his persona. She was pretty sure “Bucky” wasn’t his real name, but it was all part of the fantasy.

“Don’t worry, I took a shower before I came over.” He gave her a wink.

“That was very considerate of you,” she giggled. What was with all the giggling like a little girl?

She had the image of him without his shirt on, sweat all over his chest and his hair sticking to his forehead…because all hot guys went shirtless when helping their friends move, right? Damn, it had been way too long since she’d had sex.

She quickly changed the subject. “Did you want to watch a movie after? Or binge a tv show?”

“How ‘bout a movie?” he offered, his voice brighter with excitement.

“Which one?”

“You pick.”

“Oh, no! You don’t want that. Otherwise, you’d be falling asleep while I watch romantic comedies. How about an action movie? Or a heist movie?”

He squeezed her hand. “We can watch a rom-com. My sister watched a bunch of them growing up, so I’ve built a tolerance to them.”

Cute and funny? She didn’t stand a chance.

It wasn’t long before Bucky finished both his helpings, and he patted his stomach—or his abs; the man didn’t look like he had a stomach.

“Thanks for cooking, doll. It was really good.” She was about to thank him for the compliment when he said, “Doesn’t look like you ate much.” He looked at her with concern.

She withdrew her hand from his and crossed her arms. She couldn’t look at him.

She specifically requested that the men the agency send over not bring up her illness or anything related to it. Maybe he didn’t get the message.

“I had a late lunch with the girls,” she said—an obvious lie. “Had a huge burger and fries.”

She stood up to gather the dishes, but he stopped her and put the dishes in the sink himself. “You cooked, so I got the dishes.” He put his arms around her and pressed his forehead to hers making her breath catch. “Why don’t you pick out a movie?”

She held onto his upper arms for support, feeling the solid muscles under her hands. She wanted to explore more of his arms, his back, everywhere, but she didn’t want to start anything like that yet. She wanted them to get used to each other first.

He felt so warm and comforting and safe. She was grateful she hadn’t lost too much weight and had plenty of…padding…for him to hold on to; she didn’t want to give him an excuse to pity her or treat her differently.

“Ok,” she said against his lips.

“That’s my girl,” he said and kissed her forehead—a simple kiss and it felt so intimate.

Her body tingled at his praise, and she just stood dumbfounded. When she didn’t make a move to leave, he said, “Or we could just stay like this—I don’t mind.”

He pressed her body against his in a warm embrace and said in a soft, deep voice, “I could stay like this all night, doll.” He kissed the top of her head.

She could stay like that all night too, but there would be plenty of cuddling on the couch.

She gave his arm a pat and said, “I’ll pick a movie.”

“Go on then,” he gave her butt a gentle smack making her yelp.

They both laughed, and she headed to the living room to turn on her smart tv. She looked back to find him still watching her. Just pick a movie! What movie was cheesy and not at all serious?

She’s All That? No, the main character’s mother died of a long illness. 28 dresses? No, it focused too much on getting married—something she would never get to do. How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days? No, it involved fake relationships—too real.

Notting Hill. Sure. A British guy dating an American celebrity, and their biggest problem was the paparazzi? Perfect.

“What’d you decide on, doll?” He brought over two glasses of water for them. She didn’t ask for it, but she needed to drink more water anyway.

“Notting Hill? Ever seen it?”

“Wow! About a million years ago with my sister.”

She wondered if he really did have a sister. No. That wasn’t important.

He sat on the couch practically squishing her against the armrest making her giggle. He put her legs across his lap and grabbed a nearby blanket to put over them. She tucked herself as best she could; she’d been getting colder than usual lately. He put his arm around her, and she snuggled herself against his warm chest. She wouldn’t need the blanket or fireplace soon with his body against hers.

She handed him the remote control so her arms could stay under the blanket. It was amazing how natural it felt being together. Playing with each other, touching each other, holding each other…

He started the movie that began with a montage of the American celebrity played by Julia Roberts at work while a song played at the forefront.

“Who’s on you List?”

Bucky cocked an eyebrow. “My List?”

“You know the one. The List of celebrities that you would be allowed to sleep with should you actually have the chance.” She interrupted his protest by saying, “And don’t tell me you don’t have one or that you would never go through with it given the chance.”

His chest rumbled with his laughter making her giggle. He ran his hand over his face, embarrassed, then held her legs closer to his body.

“Ok, ok!” He started thinking. “I think Anna Kendrick’s pretty cute.”

“Good choice…”

“Amy Adams.”

“She’s not too old for you?”

“Hell no—she still looks good!”

She giggled. “Ok. And…?”

“Rosario Dawson.”

She narrowed her eyes at him. “The girl-next-door? That’s your type?”

“What?!” He shrugged innocently. Oh, this guy was good.

“Bullshit! Give me a ridiculously over-the-top-gorgeous celebrity you’d sleep with right this second!” she playfully demanded.

He ducked his head shyly. “Penelope Cruz.”

“That’s more like it!”

He nuzzled his nose with hers like it was a normal thing for them. “I can’t help what I like.” She wanted to call him out again, but she was having way too much fun. “Besides,” he said shaking his head repeatedly, “I would never, ever, ever, sleep with those girls when I have you.”

She felt her cheeks redden. The obnoxiously sweet and cheesy boyfriend was exactly what she always wanted but was too damn chicken-shit to go after. Money was more important, she’d told herself, but deep down she was an insecure little girl. She was an idiot.

She rested her head back on his chest. “Damn right.”

“Wait! Who’s on your list?” He gently shook her.

“Shhh! Hugh Grant’s doing his voiceover.”

“Wait. Did you just play me?” He started tickling her. “Did you?”

“No!” she couldn’t help the laughter bursting out from her. She tried to grab his hands or his wrists to stop him, but he would just slip from her grasp. “No!”

When she started kicking her feet, he finally stopped, and they both stared at each other as their laughter died down. She looked at his plump lips, and she saw his eyes flick to hers. She wanted to make out with him—and she could—but for some reason she didn’t make a move.

“The meet-cute’s coming up,” she said softly and lowered her head against his chest to watch the movie.

He held her and leaned his chin on top of her head. It felt nice. They’d all felt nice; they were professionals after all. Bucky was just the better actor. An escort who could act. She might keep him if he didn’t run away like the others.

“I’m just a girl, standing in front of a boy, asking him to love her.”

“That’s probably the cheesiest line in cinematic history,” she said toward the end of the movie.

“Oh, yeah,” he agreed soberly. “It’s terrible.”

“But it worked,” she sighed shaking her head.

“Well, not yet. Remember, he still has to do the whole running-after-the-girl-before-she-flies-back-home-and-they-never-see-each-other-again thing.”

“Right. Because he can’t fly to the US to be with her. That would be crazy.”

“Maybe he’s afraid of flying? No, if Meg Ryan could do it, so could he.” Wow, he’d actually seen French Kiss?

“Maybe he’s on the No-Fly list…” she offered.

“This was made before there was a No-Fly list…”

“Right. I fuckin’ love the nineties.”

“They had the best movies.”

“Oh, there he goes!” she called, awkwardly pointing at the screen under the blanket.

They cuddled through the whole kind-of-declaration-of-love scene, but the ones that followed were what finally got her. Julia Robert and Hugh Grant’s characters’ getting married, then the last shot with him sitting at a park bench reading with one hand while the other holds hers, and her lying on her back with her head on his lap, her feet over the arm rest, and her free hand over her pregnant belly.

Such a simple, sweet, mundane moment between two people that loved each other—and they were going to have a baby. She would never have any of that.

Here it comes…

She clutched Bucky’s shirt and sobbed against his chest. It didn’t matter what rom-com they watched—she would’ve ended up crying just the same. She should’ve known that.

Bucky reached over to the side table and grabbed a couple of tissues for her. He held her close while nuzzling his cheek against the top of her head.

This was what she wanted. This was what she paid for. A shoulder to cry on. It was on the top of her list of requests. There would be crying, and she wouldn’t hold back. Crying was therapeutic for her, but she wanted someone to hold her while she did it. Someone who didn’t have a vested interest in her health but could comfort her like they did. That’s why her last “boyfriends” left—too much crying. Too many instances of facing their own mortality. How long would this one last?

“I got you, baby,” he said soothingly, holding her tightly, rubbing her back every now and then. “I got you.”

She sobbed and cried and cried. He never tried to shush her or tell her everything was going to be ok; he just let her cry.

“Let it out; I got you.”

That only made her cry more. Not only would she never have what the couple in the movie had, but the very thing that was happening—someone who “got her” and cared for her—wasn’t real. But that’s what she signed up for, so she just let herself believe it was real as she cried until she couldn’t cry anymore.

Bucky handed her more tissues, but he didn’t make a move to let her go or pull away. He kissed her temple and kept holding her.

After a while, she cleared her throat and said, “It’s just a really great movie.”

“Yeah.” After a long pause he asked, “Do you want to talk about it?”

Her back stiffened and she lifted her head to look at him. He was doing it again. If she wanted to talk about her illness, then she would bring it up.

“No.” She lowered her head back down.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes,” she said a bit forcefully. “I already have a shrink.”

“I’m sorry,” he said rubbing her back. “I didn’t mean to upset you, baby.”

That’s right, buddy. Stay in your lane.

“I know, babe,” she said gently. She put her hand on his chest, and it wandered over to his heart. It had a steady rhythm; her mini freak out didn’t scare him.

“I definitely think we should watch an action movie now,” she faked a cheerful demeanor hoping to change the subject.

“Ooh, I’m thinking a heist movie! The Italian Job? Ocean’s Eleven? Twelve? Thirteen? Eight?”

She pulled away from him completely and sat straight up. “Ocean’s Eight? Have you seen Ocean’s Eight?”

“Yeah,” he said, his brows furrowed. “With Sandra Bullock—I would add a younger Sandra Bullock to my list, by the way. It’s a fun movie.”

“I didn’t think any guys actually liked that movie. The whole ‘gender-bending,’ ‘trying-to-be-woke,’ ‘women aren’t funny,’ blah, blah, blah…’”

“Nah! I know plenty of guys who liked the movie—they just won’t admit it.”

“You’re bullshitting me,” she poked at the muscles on his arms.

“Am not!” He flinched at her little attack, “I’ll show you. Play the movie; come on!”

She rolled her eyes and pulled the blanket off her. “I need a bathroom break. You can find the movie.” She made sure to gather all the used tissues and headed to the bathroom.

She leaned against the sink, hoping the sudden wave of nausea would subside. She looked in the mirror. Her eyes were red and puffy from all the crying, but Bucky hadn’t said anything. He was such a nice guy. Probably.

She splashed water on her face and took deep breaths. She really didn’t want to take her anti-nausea medication; it had some not-so-fun side effects. When she was sure she wouldn’t throw up, she found Bucky in the kitchen.

“I hope you don’t mind, but I figured some warm tea would be nice.”

She saw he had a kettle on the stove. “I have a tea kettle?!”

“Yeah,” he chuckled, “it was hiding in the back of one of the cabinets.”

She shrugged. “I just use the microwave.”

He slammed his hand against his heart dramatically, “Sacrilege! My grandma was British, and she would’ve boxed my ears if I made tea in the microwave.”

“‘Boxed your ears?’ Is she also the one who told you to call women ‘doll?’”

His cheeks turned pink, and he shrugged his shoulders. “She babysat me a lot and she’d always watch those old movies…”

She felt herself grinning like an idiot as she held his gaze. She couldn’t help it; he was such a cutie.

He cleared his throat and started rummaging through her little basket of different kinds of tea and chose the ginger tea her mom had given her to help with nausea. She didn’t think she’d let on about her nausea, but he figured it out…or it was just a coincidence.

She didn’t know how she felt about him taking care of her in that way. She figured it would happen eventually when her illness progressed, but she didn’t want to be in that place yet in their “relationship.”

“I’ve been meaning to try that one,” she said indicating the ginger tea unable to make eye contact. “I’ll go find the movie.”

The movie was already on the screen, so she just fiddled around reading the small bios of the actors until Bucky brought the tea over.

“Did you know Sandra Bullock actually speaks German? Her mom was German,” she said starting the movie. She propped her feet up on the coffee table.

“Yeah, I think I heard that…” He set her mug on her side table, and he put his on the coffee table next to her feet.

“You can put your feet up,” she offered.

It was funny. She never would have let anybody put their feet on her coffee table before—now, she just didn’t care. She’d let all the little things go; they were all bullshit anyway.

Bucky put his feet up then brought the blanket over them. He grabbed his mug in one hand and brought his other arm around her shoulder, holding her to him.

“Hold on,” she said as she sat up, took off her sweater and tossed it aside. “Your body’s a freakin’ furnace.” She gave him a playful smirk.

“Oh, come on,” he said, “You know I got the hots for you.”

Her jaw dropped and she covered her eyes with her hand. “Oh my god, that was so bad!” She cringed at the bad pun.

“You walked right into it!” He said pulling her body close to his.

“That was so terribly bad!” She shook her head. After she recovered, she grabbed her mug and let it warm her hands for a bit.

They watched the movie and laughed and made little comments like they did with the other movie. There was no romantic storyline—in fact, it involved getting back at an asshole ex. It took a while for her to realize that she didn’t feel nauseous anymore. The tea must’ve worked.

“Ok, I change my mind,” Bucky said, “I’d have sex with Sandra Bullock at this age…”

She gasped dramatically, sitting up and smacking his arm. “No way! Even with all the plastic surgery?”

“Hey, that’s Hollywood’s fault; not hers.” He held his hands up in defense. “Sandy deserves to have a good time.”

“And you’re just the guy to make that happen…”

He held her close and lowered his head, so they were practically nose-to-nose. His voice dropped as he softly said, “If I wasn’t already with you, of course.” He licked his lips as his eyes wandered to her lips.

“Nice save,” she said huskily. She shouldn’t kiss him yet. Right? Well, maybe just a peck…

She set her mug aside then held his face in her hands to give him a quick kiss, but it lasted just a few seconds longer than intended. He tasted so good—like the ginger tea he was drinking and the Italian sauce from dinner. He smelled like pine and musk, and it made her dizzy with need.

She pulled away fully intending to go back to watching the movie when she caught his eyes. She could barely see any of the baby blue—only large saucers of black. Before she could guess what made his pupils dilate, his hand was on the back of her neck holding her as he kissed her.

He devoured her like a man starved, he moaned at her taste, and she couldn’t make herself pull away from him. She let out her own whimper, her core throbbing and she found herself grinding against his thigh. The lace of her panties and the denim of her jeans reached hidden places inside of her making her moan.

His hands were on her ass dragging her back and forth on his thigh making her cry out. Just the feel of his large hands on her ass made her slick. “Bucky!” Her hands held on to his arms for dear life.

He trailed kisses down her neck until he found the spot that made her shiver. “Take what you need, baby,” he breathed. “Let me take care of you.”

She wasn’t sure what he meant by that, but she was all riled up. It was better to release on his thigh than risk actually having sex with him.

He licked the fabric over her nipple then sucked on it. She gasped actually feeling him through her shirt and bra. “Fuck, Bucky!”

“Next time, baby,” he said and gave her other nipple the same treatment with the addition of some playful bites.

“Oh, god, I’m close!” The pleasurable pain got her more wet.

Bucky’s hands on her ass pushed and pulled her faster on his thigh. “That’s right, baby. Give it to me!”

Her hands found their way to the back of his head and neck, nails running on his scalp. “Oh, fuck, fuck, shit!”

“Let go, baby, let go!” He bit her other nipple and pressed down a little harder.

She let out a sob and a quiet moan as she held on to him pining his head to her chest and dragging her nails across his back. She soaked her panties and jeans, and he kept grinding her against his thigh prolonging her pleasure.

Her clit was becoming sensitive, and as her orgasm died down, another took its place. She gasped for breath and gave an unladylike grunt.

“I want all of it, baby!” Bucky growled greedily.

She felt tears stream down her cheeks. She should stop him—it was becoming too much—but she didn’t. It felt incredible.

“One more should do it; come on, baby!” He sucked hard on her neck, and he squeezed her ass just a bit tighter.

Not wanting to disappoint him and having no dignity left, she held on. The pleasure became overwhelming, and she cried out as if in pain as her last orgasm overtook her and her mind floated away.

There was no illness, no responsibilities, no loved ones to comfort…just her and Bucky and bliss. She heard his voice in the distance of her clouded mind.

“You did so good, baby.” He was peppering kisses all over her face. “You were such a good girl for daddy.”

“Daddy?” She breathed out confused. She didn’t agree to call him that, but she didn’t have the brain capacity to dwell on it.

“That’s right, daddy’s gonna take care of you.”

He brought her mug up to her lips. The tea was cold, but it was just what she needed; she was parched.

“There you go; just a little more…”

She was still a little floaty and not in complete control of her limp body. Bucky said he was going to take care of her, right? She should just let him.

After he took her tea away, her forehead fell on his shoulder, and she just stayed that way.

“Look at the mess you made, baby,” he softly chided in her ear. “You made a mess all over yourself.”

“Mmm hmm,” she agreed but didn’t have the energy to look at her soaked jeans.

“Next time you’re gonna make a mess on daddy, aren’t you?” His breath tickled her ear.

“Yeah, daddy.” She would agree to anything at that moment.

“Good girl,” he kissed her temple and held her close while she recovered.

When the fog of her high cleared, she adjusted herself on his thigh, trying to avoid her sensitive parts. Her knee brushed against his groin, and she felt him twitch in his pants.

He gasped, holding back a grunt. “Easy, baby. I’m not gonna be able to stop myself if you keep that up.”

Oh, fucking yeah. That’s exactly what she wanted. No, she had to contain her hormones.

“Do you need help with that?” she asked genuinely concerned. “You could use my bathroom if you want…”

“You sure?” he asked as he tucked a stray hair behind her ear.

She snorted, “Yeah, showers are really good at cleaning up those kinds of messes—not that I would know personally…”

“Yeah, yeah, smartass.” He kissed her forehead and helped her off his thigh and onto the couch cushion.

He disappeared into the bathroom as she made herself comfortable against the armrest. She pulled her sweater back on since she didn’t have his body to keep her warm. She held her knees close to her chest and just sighed thinking about their night together.

It felt like they’d known each other and had been dating for months. She was so comfortable around him, and he seemed to be with her. She and the other guys never seemed to get comfortable with each other; not that she could blame them. It was an unusual arrangement after all.

Bucky came back and sat sideways on the couch facing her, one arm on the back of the couch and the other on her knee rubbing circles on it.

“Better?” she asked cheekily.

“Yeah,” he chuckled.

“So…’daddy?’” She had to tease him.

His cheeks turned pink. “Yeah, it’s one of my kinks. Is that ok?” He furrowed his brows anxiously.

“For now I guess, but aren’t kinks inherently sexual? I don’t want to cross any lines.”

She really liked him and didn’t want to lose him by breaking the rules.

“They don’t have to be. There’s a lot we can do besides sex.” He was serious in his explanation, but there was a twinkle of mischief in his eyes.

“I think what we did kind of blurred the line, don’t you think?”

“That wasn’t sex,” he sounded confident, like a highschooler explaining to his girlfriend that she couldn’t get pregnant her “first time.”

“Oh really? What was it?” She held in a laugh.

“Hmm,” he pretended to think. “Helping you masturbate?”

She had to laugh out loud at that one. “Which isn’t sexual at all?”

“I didn’t say it wasn’t sexual; I’m just saying it’s not us having sex.”

She smacked the hand on her knee. “You’re a big perv, aren’t you?”

“Nah! I just know what I like.” He took the hand that smacked him and interlaced his fingers with hers.

He knows what he likes? As in girls or sex or what…?

“But,” he ducked his head to meet her eyes. “We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do. I’m just letting you know there’s…options.”

She felt her face heat up. “I wasn’t aware of these options.” She bit her bottom lip nervously. “I’ll think about it, but it’s not why I want to be with you.”

Bucky leaned in closer. “It’s not why I want to be with you either, doll.” She searched his eyes; he seemed so genuine. Maybe he was just very empathetic.

She squeezed his hand. “I think we should call it a night.” It was the longest “date” she’d ever been on with any of her “boyfriends.” She wanted to end the evening on a high note.

“You sure?” He searched her eyes.

“Yeah.” She gave him her big, goofy smile which made him smile.

“Ok,” he stared at her for a moment then got up.

He folded the blanket while she took the mugs and cups to the kitchen sink. She watched him put his shoes back on and get his leather jacket, gloves and helmet from the hall closet. When she came over to let him out, he held her close to his chest with his free hand and kissed the top of her head.

“I had a great time, doll.”

She lifted her chin, “I did too…handsome.”

He looked away and shook his head, embarrassed. “Good night.”

“Good night.” She made sure the goodnight kiss was short but sweet.

He seemed hesitant to leave, but it could’ve been in her head. She was ok with him staying forever, but that wasn’t realistic. She closed the door behind him and leaned her head on the door. She took a few deep breaths then went to the kitchen to wash the mugs and cups.

“Damn,” she sighed. “He’s going to be the death of me.”

What she didn’t see was that Bucky hadn’t moved since she closed the door. He was still; his eyes were wet, and he fought like hell to keep them back.

She was wonderful. She was smart, funny, beautiful, had a smart mouth, a great body, and such strength he’d never seen before. He had some very dirty, depraved thoughts about her while he relieved himself in her shower.

He’d gone on these “dates” plenty of times—he’d had some great ones with some really nice women—this was something else. His heart pounded in his chest, and he blinked himself out of his reverie.

“I’m fucked.”

A/N: If there's anything offensive, please let me know.

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