#blueeyedben

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NSFW Headcanon — Seb Jacobs

(gif not mine: ©gaybuckybarnes)

WARNINGS: This is pure filth, I have no shame <3 oral (f receiving), riding, vøyeurism, terrible attempt at dirty talk lmfao

A/N: (spoilers) this is mostly based on seb and pippa's sex scene because oh my god that was FUCKING hot, it's been a whole month and i'm still not over it. Do not interact if you are under 18 + feedback is always appreciated <3

Needless to say, Seb takes huge pride in being able to make you moan and squirm by using only his mouth.

He knows exactly what to do to have you balling your fists into his hair, what pace gives you the most pleasure, how much time it takes for you to come.

It's like he knows your own body better than you.

He much prefers giving over receiving; although he won't refuse a blowjob when you offer him one, watching you moan and clutch onto his hair as he coaxes orgasm after orgasm out of you has to be his favorite sight in the world.

He always has one or both hands palming your breasts as he eats you out. Your own hand usually comes to rest over his, keeping it there or leading it around your throat.

You'll stroke his hair back while bucking your hips up toward him, telling him exactly what you want and praising him for making you feel so good.

"That's it. Fuck, that's it, right there." you pant. "Gonna make me fucking squirt all over your tongue if you keep doing that."

Knowing you're being watched only adds to the sheer euphoria you're feeling as he eats your pussy in front of those huge windows.

Sometimes, he'll grab his camera and ask you to touch yourself as you're sprawled out on the couch, then he'll snap a few pictures before going back to sitting between your spread legs.

Of course, those shots stay between the two of you.

He loves telling you how wet you are and how sweet you taste while looking up at you from between your legs, mostly because he loves the effect it has on you. His words make you shudder and you struggle to maintain eye contact with him, eventually tossing your head back, feeling the heat creep up your neck.

He's constantly praising you, telling you what a good girl you’re being for coming, encouraging you and telling you that you can do it again, and again. Your hands tug on his hair harshly as the overstimulation gets too much, not really knowing if you want to push his head away or keep him right here and let him push you towards yet another orgasm.

He has you completely at his mercy as you lose control and forget everything around you, the only thing you can focus on being the way his tongue feels.

Safe to say he could eat you out for hours and hours without getting tired of it.

"Come on, pretty girl. I know you've got one more for me."

Your throat ends up sore from all the screaming and moaning, and you're pretty sure the whole building knows his name by the time he's done with you.

Once he's satisfied with how many times you've come he'll crawl back up to you and kiss you fiercely, something he always does after going down on you.

He peppers kisses along your neck as you try to catch your breath, but it doesn't take long until you're pushing him down on the couch to straddle him.

He'll hold your hips with a smirk as you sink down on his cock, watching as your face contorts in pleasure. Something about how you roll your hips and set the pace when you ride him turns him on so fucking much.

Again, his hands are either roaming your body — moving from your lower back up your shoulder blades before moving to squeeze your breasts, or holding your hips to guide your movements. Your own hand settles around his throat as you ride him, your eyes only leaving his when the pleasure gets too much and your head falls back.

"That's it, just like that. Keep your eyes on me baby. Look at me."

His fingers reach between your bodies to rub your clit, adding some stimulation as he feels your walls begin to clench around him.

From then on, it only take a couple seconds until you're coming, your eyes rolling back into your head as Seb takes over and thrusts his hips up, his hands coming to grip your hips as he guides you through it all while chasing his own orgasm, eventually filling you up after a few more thrusts.

Your foreheads are pressed together as you come down from your highs, his thumbs gently stroking the bruises he left on your hips from gripping them so tightly.

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rules are meant to be broken - four/billy (smut)

REQUEST: Hi! Love your writing so much! 💕💕If you’re still taking ideas for billy maybe you could one where he’s jealous of the friendship one and the reader have and then maybe smut? Or four and the reader are practicing hand to hand combat and it leads to confessing feelings and fluff of smut?? No worries if these don’t work!!💕💕

WARNINGS: smut, unprotected sex, oral (m on f)

A/N: hi love, thank you so much for requesting and sorry it took so long. I hope you like it!!

•••

"I got a good feeling about this mission. I got a really good feeling about this mission."

"You do?"

"Uh-uh. Seven's a great addition to the team. And One's got an actual plan this time, hopefully I won't have to save everyone's ass last minute again but, no, yeah, I think we'll do great." Four leaned back against his chair, arms crossed as looked at you and nodded. You chuckled and hummed, looking at the numerous pictures of your target that were plastered on the walls. You couldn't help but think about how thrilling all of this was. You'd given up on your life to fight the evil with a bunch of people you had never met, and you enjoyed every second of it. The adrenaline, the feeling of power that you get as you fight for justice and make the world a better place.

And there was the people you worked with. You had found very close friends in every one of them, especially One. He always gave the best advice, and although most people thought of him as an arrogant asshole, you saw him as a man who actually cares deeply for the people he loves. As much as he despised when you used the word "family" to describe the team, you knew he had a strong bond with everyone and cared about everyone's safety.

"So, speaking of One...are you two just fucking or making love?" Four said, snapping you out of your thoughts.

"Excuse me?"

"What? You're fucking, right?"

"We are not fucking, and we're definitely not making love either, Four. Jesus Christ." you answered, your face contorting in disgust at the thought.

"But you like him, though, right?"

"Of course I like him. But not like that. He's like a big brother to me, I thought everyone knew that!" you exclaimed, scoffing slightly. Four stared at you for a moment, his mouth agape, brows furrowed into a small frown.

"So you're not..."

"No!" you interrupted him, chuckling. You stared back at him for a moment, your arms crossed. His mouth opened to say something, only the mere sound of a breath managing to escape before he closed it in embarrassment, causing a smirk to slowly spread over your features. "What? Are you jealous?" you teased him in a playful tone, leaning forward to rest your hands on the edge of the desk. He scoffed but didn't confirm nor deny your assumption (although the answer was pretty clear to you), instead he got up from his chair and went to rummage through some drawers.

"Four, look at me." you followed him and grabbed his arm, turning him around. He sighed and you took a step closer to him. "Do you want me?" you trailed your fingertips up his arms teasingly, watching his adam's apple bob up and down as he swallowed. But he didn't answer so you moved even closer to his body, slowly pressing your chest against his and hovering your lips right up close to his. "Do you want me, Four?" you repeated barely above a whisper, snaking your hands behind his neck to play with the short hair at the nape of his neck.

Four didn't notice the way he slowly leaned forward until you leaned away from him, not giving him enough time to close the gap between your lips. Your eyes moved down to his lips and you captured your bottom lip between your teeth, a smug grin forming on your features while his eyes widened.

"That's what I thought." you teased and pulled away playfully. Four let out a breath he was holding and walked towards you, causing you to step back until you were trapped against his desk. He grabbed your chin gently and lifted your face up, looking right at you.

"What game do you think you're playing?"

"I'm not playing. I was just trying to prove my point," you teased. "and I did."

You barely had time to finish speaking before your lips were pressed together in a rough kiss, eliciting a muffled noise of surprise from you. Your fingers tangled between his locks as you returned the gesture and Four pushed some papers off his desk before lifting you off the floor to sit you there.

Without breaking the kiss, you began to fumble with the belt of his pants, pulling them down hurriedly. He helped you do the same with your shorts and soon enough you were left in just your underwear, hands tangled in each other's hair as you made out heavily, breathing accelerating as you stole the air from each other.

Reaching down, Four started stimulating your clit through the fabric of your underwear. You gasped at the sudden contact then moaned softly, bucking your hips slightly to seek more friction.

Four pulled away from the kiss to watch your reaction with a satisfied grin; your cheeks were a pretty shade of pink, lips still swollen from his kisses as you whimpered and moaned his name softly, already feeling the tension build in your body.

After pulling your underwear to the side, Four gently dragged his fingers along your folds then pushed a finger inside you, causing you to gasp.

"God you're fucking dripping." He pumped his finger a few times before adding another, the sensation drawing another moan out of you. You couldn't help the small whines that escaped as he began to curl his fingers, now nudging your g-spot with every thrust. Your fingers dug into your skin and you bit your bottom lip as he started trailing kisses along your neck in between praises and dirty talk.

"I need you." you murmured, bringing his face back to yours and crashing lips again. Four moaned into the kiss before pulling away and removing his fingers from between your legs, quickly pulling his boxers down to remplace his fingers with the tip of his cock. He dragged his tip along your folds, getting himself wet enough to comfortably slide into you.

Your legs wrapped around his hips instinctively at the feeling then you pulled him closer as he started moving, keeping a slow and steady pace at first before building it up.

His thrusts rapidly became harder and faster, your moans increasing in volume in response. You wrapped an arm around his neck to support yourself as your back arched, pushing your body against his.

"Fuckfuckfuckfuck right there—" Your knuckles were turning white as you gripped the desk with your other hand, trying to keep from screaming out the closer he drove you towards your orgasm.

"Cum." his hand came to mess with your clit as he whispered against your ear, and that was it for you. A loud, punched out moan filled the room, drowning out his groans and curses as your walls clenched around him, body quivering and shaking as your orgasm washed over you.

Once you were both finished, you gave yourself some time to breathe, calming down from your mind-blowing orgasms. After about a minute you shook your head and chuckled softly, lowering your head and biting your lip in the process.

"What's so funny?" Four asked as he buckled his belt. You hooked a finger in his collar to pull him closer, his hands coming to rest on your hips again.

"I can't believe you thought One and I were fucking." you brought your hand up to his cheek and pulled him in for a kiss, letting out a satisfied hum as he kissed back eagerly, allowing himself to take control. You soon ran out of breath and had to pull away, your breathing still heavy from your previous activities.

"You're always with him. During missions, group meetings. I think we all assumed you two had something going on." Four continued as he started kissing down your neck. You chuckled.

"One would never break his own rules."

"What about you? You don't mind breaking them?"

"I don't give a fuck about the rules." you let out a soft sigh as you felt him suck a hickey onto your skin, your eyes falling shut as you let him do as he pleased. Your breathing started to grow heavy again, which Four seemed to notice as his hand found your center again. He wasted no time diving a finger through your folds, collecting your arousal and rubbing it towards your clit. Your heart started racing, soft gasps and whimpers escaping your lips as you spread your knees further apart and lifted your hips involuntarily.

"Fuck— do something please,"

Four didn't need to be asked twice as he got down on his knees almost immediately, hands coming to rest flat against your thighs to keep them spread apart. And before you had the time to urge him he was already diving in, covering your heat with his mouth, his tongue running up and down slowly through your folds. Your hand immediately tangled in his hair, pushing him further into you while continuous whimpers left your lips as he ate you out.

It was as if he knew your body already, rubbing exactly the right spots, pushing you further and further to the edge within just a few seconds.

"Oh shit," your legs began to shake around his head and you whined, trying your best to keep your eyes on him despite the urge to let your head fall back.

"That's it— just like that." Upon hearing just how good he was making you feel Four began to moan, the low rumble of his voice against your core sending electricity running through your body.

Your moans increased in response and so did the pace of his tongue, and that was all it took for you to come undone again. You came with a strangled cry, your grip tightening in his hair as you panted and ground your hips against his mouth, riding out wave after wave of your orgasm.

Four only pulled away once you were completely finished and started trailing open mouthed kisses along your inner thighs as you worked on getting your breathing back under control, his eyes never leaving your face. Then he got back on his feet and helped you off the desk before handing you your shorts back.

"What's your name?" he eventually asked, brushing a strand of hair off your face as you struggled to get dressed, your sore legs making it hard for you. You chuckled.

"Now that's the one rule i'm not going to break, Four."

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distraction - frank mccullen (SMUT)

WANINGS: smut (m on f), unprotected sex because frank is a dumbass, awkward dialogue but that's literally the whole movie and um I think that's it? do not interact/read if you are under 18

A/N: I think this might be one of my fav ben fics i've written so far 😳

•••

Sitting on the edge of your bed you took another swig from your drink, allowing the alcohol to burn the back of your throat and grimacing at the feeling. You really weren't used to this kind of stuff.

And yet, staying alone at home drinking away your sorrow until god knows what time of the night seemed like your only option after you just recently broke up with your boyfriend of two years.

It had been a week already since you parted ways, but it felt like everyday was harder than the last. You couldn't even really say you were sad, you mostly felt angry, disgusted. The bastard had cheated on you with some girl he had met a bunch of weeks prior. "You weren't supposed to find out that way" he had said after you caught them fucking in your bed. That same bed you're currently sitting on.

Scoffing at the memory, you placed the bottle to your lips again and drank, groaning at the taste before placing the bottle on the floor and flopping back down onto the mattress. You crossed your hands on your stomach, staring up at the ceiling quietly, the only source of sound being the soft ticking of the clock.

That was until you were startled by three loud knocks on your front door.

"God, what now?"

You carried your body out of the room and made your way downstairs to open it. Once you recognised the face behind the door you raised your eyebrows, tilting your head questioningly.

"Now, now. Franck McCullen. It's pretty late to be knocking on a young lady's door isn't it?"

"Hi. Yeah, I, um. I just wanted to check up on you, see how you're doing." you shrug, nodding your head and crossing your arms over your chest.

"I'm doing great. Thanks." you lied.

A heavy, awkward silence filled the air as you waited for him to say something. You eventually spoke up, seeing that he didn't seem to do anything other than stare and open his mouth only to close it moments later.

"So...is that it? Can I go back to bed now?"

"Uh. Yeah, sure. Sorry."

"Cool." you pursed your lips and nodded, getting ready to close the door. You heard a muffled curse and Frank pressed his hand on the wooden surface, preventing you from closing the door. He cleared his throat.

“You know, Y/N...I’m pretty good at providing distractions.” he says cockily, propping his arm on the doorframe and pinching the bridge of his nose awkwardly. You laughed at his attempt at flirting (or whatever that was), eyes growing wide in exasperated disbelief.

"You are?"

"Mhm."

"Alright. Come on in then." Frank's eyes widened and he suddenly straightened from his position. You scoffed and rolled your eyes before stepping aside.

--

"Want anything? Coffee, tea, maybe something with a little more kick to it?" you asked as you made your way over to the kitchen. He declined your offer so you poured yourself a cup of tea and walked back to him, taking a seat opposite him around the small table.

"So... what exactly do you want, Frank?" you leaned back against your chair, crossing your legs as you stirred your tea.

"Nothing. I just wanted to make sure you were okay. You know, with, uh. With the break up, and all." he says, scratching the back of his head and shifting awkwardly on his seat.

"So you came to my house at two o'clock in the morning just to check up on me?"

"I mean, yeah. I care about you, you know." he says almost defensively.

"You barely know me."

"I do know you."

"Have you been stalking me?"

"What? Jesus, no! I just— Just thought you might want some company, I know how break ups can be." you hum, bringing the cup to your lips.

"So you thought I'd want company from a boy I barely know, at two o'clock in the morning?" you insisted. Your eyebrow raised and you had to stop yourself from laughing as you watched his expression drop. "I'm just messing with you." you rolled your eyes playfully, chuckling at his reaction. He awkwardly laughed along, scratching his neck. He was so uncomfortable you could've sworn he was going to run off at any moment. "Thank you Frank. You actually spared me a hangover."

"Yeah?"

"Yep. My plan for tonight was to drink until I fall asleep." you leaned over the table, placing your chin in your hands. "Not the best idea, right?" you said, face scrunching up as you looked back at him. You exhaled deeply. "But you know what?" you stood up and moved to the staircase. "I think I could use a distraction. So, if your offer still stands... I'll be upstairs."

Without a word, you made your way up the stairs, leaving a rather flustered Frank behind you.

-

Without much surprise he was in your room within seconds. He sat on your bed after you told him to, watching your every move.

You chuckled at the way his eyes widened when you popped the button on your jeans, unzipping them before sliding them down your legs. You then proceeded to take off your shirt, exposing your naked chest. You didn't miss the way his breath caught in his throat at the sight, his Adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed. With the hint of a smirk playing on your lips you moved to stand in front of him.

Frank swore under his breath.

"Sorry. I haven't really had the courage to doll up lately." you shrug, referring your basic underwear and lack of bra wearing. "Distract me, Frank." you demanded. His eyes were wide open, lips parting and closing without a word coming out as he devoured your body with his gaze. You raised an eyebrow at him and snapped your fingers in front of his face, causing him to finally snap out of it.

"O-Okay. Yeah."

He slowly placed his hands on your hips, pulling you closer before pressing a shy kiss to your lower stomach. Your hands moved to thread your fingers in his hair encouraging him to keep going, which he did. You sighed as he slid his hands down to grab your butt, squeezing and massaging it gently. His mouth traveled across your skin, now pressing open mouthed kisses anywhere he could reach.

"Can I?" he motioned to your underwear, his fingers trailing over the only fabric left on your body. You nodded to give him your consent, and with that he hooked his fingers into the waistband, slowly tugging the material down to fully expose what he needed to work with.

He took a moment to admire your body again, his chest starting to heave heavily from just the sight of it.

"You're... you're fucking gorgeous."

"Thanks."

He pressed one last kiss to your stomach while keeping eye contact with you before pushing you back a little to get down on his knees, ready to finally give you what you wanted.

Your body jolted forward slightly and you let out a small moan when his tongue came in contact with your clit, teasingly stroking the bundle of nerves with the tip, your standing position allowing him to reach it mostly. You parted your legs just a little and used your fingers to part your lips and give him a better access, already feeling your breathing start to shorten from the way his tongue began to quickly flick over your clit and explore a little bit more of you.

"Fuck." You let your head fall back, biting your bottom lip as he pleasured you, a small smirk curving your lips as you ran your hand through his hair, fingertips gently scratching his scalp and pulling him closer.

Although you had already broken up with your now ex-boyfriend, this felt like payback. How you wished he would just walk into the room and see you like that, already moved on from him, another man taking good care of you.

You moaned as Frank hummed against your most sensitive area, sending vibrations up your body. Any and all hesitation had completely vanished from his body, being remplaced with lust. Your knees rapidly began to weaken and your legs tensed with pleasure, each tortuously slow stroke of his tongue that came with the perfect amount of pressure applied on your clit along with the occasional suction drawing you closer to your climax.

"You like that baby?"

"Yeah." you breathed out between whimpers, looking down at him and cupping his cheek with the hand that was previously in his hair, only to slide it back there as he dived back in. Your vision began to blur, eyes rolling to the back of your head at how good that felt.

But before you could reach your high he pulled away, causing you to whine.

"Fuck I was so close,"

"I know baby. Lay down for me now yeah?" you did as you were told, letting your legs dangle off the bed as you spread them. Frank kneeled between them, pressing hot kisses along your inner thighs and gradually moving back up to your soaked center.

"So, so pretty." you whined again, getting impatient as the throbbing between your legs increased with every second. "You have no idea how many times I've imagined this. The Y/N Y/L/N all spread out for me, moaning my name as I eat her pussy." your hand slid up your chest to grab your breast as he spoke and you moaned impatiently, hips bucking up.

He started off by licking a long stripe up from your entrance to your clit, flicking it teasingly for a moment before going back to licking up and down your folds, gathering your wetness and spreading it around, his groans of appreciation sending the most intense vibrations up your body. Your chest was rising and falling heavily as you closed your eyes, one hand reaching down to grip his hair again, holding his head between your legs while the other busied itself with your breast.

"F-Fuck you're so good." you whined, arching your back in pleasure. Your walls clenched around nothing and your hands fisted as you writhed underneath him, whining, panting heavily, wanting nothing more than to reach your orgasm. When you began bucking your hips too much for his liking he flattened one hand on your stomach, holding you in place

"Please," you whined. You didn't even know what you were begging for, but you desperately needed more.

"Please what, sweetheart? Tell me what you want."

"Make me cum— please make me cum," you whined. Frank smirked up at you before dipping downward again, this time focusing solely on your clit to give it the attention it so desperately needed, sucking on it all while stroking it with his tongue, sliding two fingers inside you at the same time. You cried out at the sudden sensation of being filled, your walls contracting around his fingers as he curled them and twisted them, nudging your g-spot repeatedly.

"Yesyesyesyes right there, Frank— fuck, right there!" you screamed, body arching against him. Within seconds the knot in your stomach burst, your thighs shaking and hips jerking uncontrollably up as an intense orgasm washed over your body.

You stayed sprawled out on the bed for a moment, working on getting your breathing back under control while Frank kissed along the skin of your inner thighs, waiting for you to calm down.

Once you could breathe properly again you held yourself up on your elbows, meeting his eyes. His cocky smirk was glued on his lips, clearly happy with what just happened.

"He only went down on me twice." you admitted, still a little out of breath.

"His loss. I could eat your pussy everyday and all fucking day baby." You bit your bottom lip and grabbed him by the collar, pulling him to you and crashing your lips together in a hungry kiss as you fell back on the bed. His hard on was showing through his pants and he moaned as you reached down to palm him.

"I want you inside me. Now." he smirked and reached into his back pocket, looking for a condom. He then reached into the other one, then into his front pockets.

"Shit."

"What?"

"I-I don't have a condom." he stuttered, silently cursing himself.

"You come over here to fuck me and you don't even bring a condom!?"

"That's not what I—"

"For fuck's sake, just shut up." you shut him up by pressing your lips against his in a rough kiss before pulling away again. "I'm on the pill. Are you clean?"

"Yeah."

"Good, me too."

He nodded and made quick work of his pants, pulling them down along with his boxers only enough to free his cock. The panting of your breathing only increased when he grabbed his length and ran the tip up and down your soaking folds a few times before slowly pushing a few inches in, barely containing a groan as he did.

"I'm not gonna last long."

"Me neither. Now please fuck me."

"As you wish baby." he replied and suddenly thrusted his hips forward, causing you to cry out. He immediately set a quick pace, each rough thrust of his cock steadily pushing you towards a second orgasm. Your pornographic-like moans resonated through the walls of your small room, your bed repeatedly hitting the wall as your breasts bounced from the roughness of his thrusts.

"Cum all over my cock baby, let go." Frank's breath came out in short gasps as he neared his high and you could feel his thrusts start to become sloppier. His hand found its way down to mess with your clit and that was all it took for the knot in your stomach to explode, continuous whimpers falling from your lips followed by praises of his name as you came for the second time that night, your nails scratching and digging hard into his skin. Frank followed closely, deep throaty groans leaving his lips while hot spurts of cum coated your walls, the feeling causing your eyes to roll back in your head.

Frank collapsed on the bed next to you and pulled his pants back up, breathing heavily, skin clammy with sweat. Meanwhile you threw the sheet over your lower body, closing your eyes and sighing deeply.

And soon enough, the ticking of the clock could be heard again as a heavy silence filled the room, only both of your now steady breathing accompanying the sound.

"Now, if I want to reach you..." Frank started, breaking the silence. "do you have a number I can call, or...?"

You looked over at him.

"My phone's broken."

"Okay, well...why don't I give you mine? Do you have a pen?" he asks. You nod towards your bedside table and hum.

"In the drawer."

Frank grabbed a paper and a pen from the drawer and quickly wrote down his number.

"I tell you what. Why don't I leave you my address too? You know, just in case you're in the neighborhood, you wanna stop by. I mean, I'm always there." he wrote his address under his number, put the pen down then turned to face you again. "Not that I don't do anything, like. You know, i'm quite important. Well, I will be. I've got plans—" you interrupted his rambling with a finger to his lips, shushing him softly as you held yourself up on your elbow.

"Stop talking so much." your thumb brushed over his lower lip, your eyes following its movement. You leaned in slowly, close enough for you to feel each other's breath on your lips, then you closed your eyes and pressed your lips against his ever so gently. The kiss was gentle and slow, as if savoring the moment, soaking it in. It was almost comforting; you were glad he didn't try to turn it into something more. After a moment you pulled away, lips still hovering close to his.

"You should go now." you murmured and he nodded, his eyes going from your eyes to your lips. He got up and made his way over to the door, stopping halfway.

"You know where to find me."

"I do." you offered him an amused smile. "Good night, Frank."

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Part 2

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together - warren worthington III

REQUEST: "reader has a super strength/metal skeleton mutation because she was in the lab as Wolverine, then she and Warren get close at the school because they both have terrible pasts and they get together and help each other through and become known as some of the best X-men and they’re so good because they love each other so much..."

WARNINGS: mentions of violence

A/N: had to take some liberties with the request because I don't have enough X-Men knowledge to give it proper justice. I honestly don't really like how this came out and the horrible headache I currently have doesn't help, but I tried my best!

•••

When you first joined Charles Xaviers' school for mutants you were at your lowest point, the concept of happiness was something you never thought you'd ever be familiar with.

The day your parents found out about your mutation, they immediately kicked you out of the house. Well, your father did. When you left home, you mother was crying and pleading for your dad to be understanding, saying that it wasn't that bad and that it could've been a worst mutation. You could easily pass as a regular human being. But the man saw things differently. You were a monster, no longer worth of a roof to live under, no longer worth of love and protection. You hugged your mom goodbye and left without a word, knowing it was better not to start a fight.

You wandered in the streets for a little while, using your savings to buy yourself the minimum you needed to survive.

That was until you were caught and put in a cage to fight against Warren Worthington III. He was far stronger than you were and although you had no broken bones by the end of the fight, you were left with deep bruises all over your body.

You weren't made for fighting. Your mutation was nothing but strengthened bones, there was nothing special about it. You had never been trained to use it to your advantage, so you really weren't stronger than the average when it came to fighting. You just happened to have extremely strong bones. If anything, the burden was even more exhausting.

A few days following the events, when he was himself in search of a shelter, Warren found you almost dead on a poor excuse of a mattress, tears soaking your cheeks as you barely managed to breathe. Your limbs were barely responding, you felt like your body was weighing ten times its weight and your metal bones weren't helping. To say you were absolutely terrified when you saw him would be an understatement. He had showed no mercy during the fight, so when he tried to pick you up, you used the last of your strength to kick him as hard as you could, which earned you a string of curses from him. He was close to giving up on you, but your cries and whines of pain forced him to walk back to you when he was about to step out the door and disappear from your life forever.

The two of you stayed hidden in that small abandoned basement for a few months until Kurt eventually found you. You were in a better shape, but you were far from being completely recovered, especially not mentally. But although Warren hated the idea of having to share a place to live with someone (and he was constantly being a pain in the ass about it), he always made the effort to go out and look for food for the both of you and always made sure you were safe. You owed him everything.

And just like that, you were both under Charles Xavier's protection. Surprisingly, you and Warren parted ways as soon as you joined the School. You quickly fit in with everyone and had a close group of friends meanwhile Warren insisted on staying alone. He had his own dorm and never ate breakfast with everyone else. A few people had tried to approach him, but he wouldn't let anyone get close. You were dying to see him and talk to him again, but you weren't sure if the feeling was mutual.

"Have you tried talking to him?" Jean asks, picking into her plate before bringing the fork to her mouth.

"What?"

"Warren. You're thinking about him. Have you tried talking to him?" she repeats and you shrug.

"I tried the first couple of days."

"Why don't you try again? I'm sure he'd be happy to see you again."

"I don't know. He wasn't really fond of sharing a place to live, so I doubt he misses me so much." you chuckle.

"But you miss him."

"Yeah. Kind of." you chuckled while nodding before looking over your shoulder, discreetly looking at Warren. "He's a good guy, you know." you admit. "He doesn't give off the best vibes when you don't know him, but he's got a big heart."

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Jean's pep talk about how you should try and get in touch with him again made you realize how much you actually missed him. So that night, you decided to sneak out of your dorm and pay him a visit.

Taking a deep breath you raised your hand, letting it hover over the door for a moment. Deciding that it was too late to change your mind you eventually let your hand hit the wooden surface, giving it three knocks.

No answer.

You tried again, more firmly this time.

"Piss off."

Your heart skipped a beat when you heard his voice. It'd been so long. You tried to suppress a smile as you came to the conclusion that he really hadn't changed since the last time you spoke. He really wasn't interested in having company.

"It's me, Warren." you tried, leaning your ear against the door to hear better, but all you heard after that was silence.

Defeated, you were ready to retire back to your room until you were stopped by the sound of the door unlocking and cracking open slowly.

"What do you want?"

You took a deep breath. Here goes nothing.

"I miss you, Warren. We haven't spoken in what feels like an eternity and I just miss it. Our conversations, everything. I know you probably don't feel the same way but our late night talks meant a lot to me, and I just want to know how you're doing or at least—"

"Come in." he interrupted you.

That night, the two of you stayed up until 4 in the morning, just catching up and getting to know each other more than you already did. He didn't want to admit it, but Warren had missed you deeply as well.

You came back the day after, and sneaking into each other's dorm at night eventually became a routine for the two of you.

Your friends had noticed how close you had become, and you even often stayed with Warren instead of going out with them. One night, he told you all about his scars and how he got them, and you did the same with yours. You told him all about your family, how they kicked you out after finding out about your mutation, and the conversation ended with you crying on his shoulder and him promising to never let anyone or anything hurt you again.

The two of you became inseparable, always hanging out together, training together and always supporting each other during the hardest times. When you struggled to find a purpose to your mutation and started saying hurtful things about yourself, Warren was always there to remind you that it made you special, that you are one of the strongest people he knows and that you'd eventually learn to use your mutation, which you did.

Two years later, you've been sent on multiple missions together and everyone knows you as two of the school's most powerful mutants. Everyone admires you and the bond you have between one another. The newest mutants look up to you, and you're both more than happy to help when they need training.

The healing from the fear, hurt and rejection that you both went through takes time, but as long as you have each other, you know that everything will be okay.

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near death experience - four/billy (smut)

WARNINGS: smut, oral (m on f), orgasm denial, cursing

A/N: I missed writing for ben, so here's a filthy little thing for y'all 👉🏻👈🏻 (18+ only, this is seriously pure descriptive smut) I think this might be one of my fav smuts so far (along with the matt one i'm currently writing 🥵) ++ update: the pixie trailer just came out, i'm right on time aaah

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"You could've gotten yourself killed." Billy speaks against your lips, his hand cupping your jaw as he backs you up against the wall.

"I'm a big girl, Billy. I was handling the situation." you answer, rolling your eyes at his overreaction. You push him away slightly and free your jaw from his loosening grip.

"You disobeyed an order and that almost cost you your life, Y/N. I don't care if you think you had everything under control. You would be dead if it wasn't for Seven intervening."

"But I made it out alive. Isn't that what matters?" he lets out a sigh before taking a step back, anxiously rubbing his face and running his hand through his hair.

"You scared me to death, Y/N."

You knew Billy was having a hard time separating his feelings from work, and that cost him a great amount of pain when the team lost Six. The younger boy had become like a brother to him, and Billy couldn't bear the thought of losing someone else, of losing you. You can't help but feel bad as you watch him pace around the room.

"Hey..." you call softly, walking over to him and reaching for his arm. You get a hold of his hands and pull him closer to rest your forehead against his. "I'll be more careful next time. I promise."

You only get a small nod in response before his lips are softly pressed against yours. The kiss starts out innocent and sweet but it soon turns into something more needy. Your hands bury themselves in his hair pulling him closer to you. Billy's hands slid up your back as he deepens the kiss. You close your eyes and moan softly as he leads you to the bed and pushes you down on it. He's quick to climb on top of you, his strong arms holding him up on both sides of your head. Your hands move to his chest and travel down until you reach the hem of his t-shirt, one hand slipping under it to trace his abs, smirking against his lips as you do. Billy breaks the kiss to take it off, you doing the same with yours. You prop yourself up on your elbows and lean up to capture his lips in a heated kiss, one hand snaking to the back of his neck as he starts moving his lips down to your neck, causing you to fall back against the pillow with a satisfied sigh. His lips move from your neck to your collar, trailing his way slowly down to your breasts. You hold yourself up on your elbows only long enough to unclasp your bra, allowing his lips to travel over the newly exposed skin. He takes a nipple into his mouth and starts to sucking gently while your hand slides up your body to grab your other breast and starts toying with the nipple, your back arching from the mattress.

"Fuck, I need you." you whine and pull him back up to kiss him, catching his bottom lip between your teeth and pulling it gently to emphasise your point. Billy groans at your words and crashes his lips back against yours, kissing you as if it was the very last time.

"Remember our safe word?" he whispers against your ear, making you shiver. You nod eagerly and go back to kissing him, your hips starting to buck upwards.

With one last kiss to your lips, Billy lowers himself until his head is level to your crotch and begins to unzip your pants. You help him with their removal, leaving you in just your underwear. His lips start kissing up your thighs slowly, getting you ready for him. The prominent throbbing between your legs becomes more and more intense with each kiss and you clench your hands into fists when he finally gets rid of your panties, exposing your wetness.

"So, so pretty." Billy leans in to press a single open mouthed kiss to your clit, causing your body to jerk in anticipation. He looks up at you with a smirk before going back to kissing your thighs, occasionally leaving marks on your skin. You whine, begging for him to touch you.

That's when his mouth finally comes in contact with your throbbing heat. Your hips lift off the bed as the first moans of pleasure slip past your lips. His tongue glides down the length of your slit before moving back up and ending the motion with a swirl of his tongue around your already pulsating clit. He's holding your thighs apart with both hands sprawled across them to give his tongue full access to you, licking along your folds before settling on your clit again, alternating between giving it small kitten licks and sucking.

"Fuck, baby." you whine, one hand clenched tightly in his hair while the other is busy squeezing your breasts. Billy moans against your flesh, flattens his tongue and licks all the way up your folds before covering you with the entirety of his mouth again, his tongue spreading your wetness around, massaging your walls in a way that makes you forget how to breathe properly. A louder moan slips out of you when his lips wrap themselves around your clit, sucking firmly while his tongue flicks over the sensitive bundle. “oh shit, babe," you gasp, you stomach tightening. "'m so close." You shove your other hand into his hair, making sure he stays there while you grind desperately against his tongue, needing a release.

Billy can feel that you're close, and when your moans become helpless whines and pleas he pulls away, looking up at you with a cocky grin.

"No...no, no, no don't stop." you cry out, eyes widening. Your walls clench around nothing and your hips thrust forward as you throw your head back against the pillow, your hands slamming against the sheets to grip them. Your breathing is erratic, and it only gets worse when Billy creeps his hands further up your thighs, holding them in place.

And then he's back at it again, teasing your entrance with his tongue and sucking your clit into his mouth before detaching his lips from you again, making you cry out.

And he does it again, and again, until you're writhing uncontrollably underneath him, body physically aching for the release that he keeps taking away from you.

"Please...please. It hurts." you sob, the throbbing sensation between your legs becoming achingly unbearable.

"Mmm...it hurts?" he teases, the vibrations of his voice only adding more to your pleasure. He waits until you stop moving to lean in and press a single kiss to your clit, his index finger sliding through your folds to apply pressure on it, slowly starting to rub the oversensitive bundle.

"O-Oh, god.” You're close to drawing blood as your teeth captures your lower lip, back arching in response to his touch. His name is leaving your lips in breathless pants now, a loud gasp leaving the back of your throat once he dives back in, his tongue working you just right. Within seconds you're about to cum, but once again Billy pulls away when you're on the verge of orgasming.

"No...no, please." you whine desperately, a few tears wetting your cheeks, your hips now violently jerking upwards. "It hurts. It hurts, please. I need to cum."

"Shh..." he murmurs, placing kisses everywhere but where you need him. Once you've calmed down from your sixth denied orgasm, he wastes no time and dips downward again to repeat the same treatment, flicking your clit over and over again, his nails digging into the soft skin of your thighs as you writhe uncontrollably beneath him, pleading, begging for more, the feeling of his tongue driving you crazy. You feel your orgasm build up again, jaw dropping wide open as he rubs just the right spots, leaving you a moaning, screaming mess.

"You gonna cum for me baby?"

"Yes. Yesyesyes." you moan out, ready to just do that.

He can feel how tense you are, how close you are. He lets go of your thighs and lets them wrap around his head as your orgasm finally explodes, sending intense waves of shock through your body. Your eyes roll to the back of your head, legs shaking violently as Billy continues his assault, letting you ride out your orgasm.

Once you've calmed down from your high, Billy leaves a trail of kisses up your body until he reaches your lips, capturing them in a deep kiss. Your breathing is still heavy, so he falls down on the bed next to you and lets you catch your breath, pulling you closer and planting a kiss to the top of your head.

"Fucking hell." you pant, resting the back of your hand against your forehead. "If this is what I get when—"

"Don't even think about finishing that sentence." he interrupts and you burst into a fit of giggles, leaning up to kiss him again.

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«I love you» - billy/four

REQUEST: (the request is a spoiler, skip it if you don't want to be spoiled) WHAT IF either billy or the reader's side is evil,,, and they say "choose your last words wisely," and then the other goes, "i love you." "

WARNINGS: Billy is out of character, death, kind of descriptive murder, mention of sex (one paragraph)

A/N: this is not really accurate to the request cause i can't write proper angst but i hope you like it anyway :)

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You and Four had been recruited at the same time. The Underground had tragically lost two members in the span of a week so when One came to you, he was in desperate need for two new members in order to keep the team strong. Not having much to leave behind, you accepted his offer and joined the Underground as a spy. You easily made friends with everyone in the small team, but you couldn't quite say the same about Four.

He had brought a sense of discomfort into the group and you always felt like something was off with him. He was always in the back, never joining the fun when there was any. It almost felt like he was plotting something behind everyone's back. You quickly shoved that thought aside thought, knowing that you were all legally dead and that you couldn't have any contact with the outside world.

You thought that maybe he wasn't made for this life, maybe he wasn't ready to let go of everything that was dear to him and started regretting his decision of joining the Underground. One thought the same thing and made sure to remind him that there was no going back.

But still Four remained cold, distant. During a group meeting, Five suggested that he was probably just adjusting to his new life and that it wasn't that big of a deal. Three agreed, remembering that he was also distant when he first joined them. Becoming legally dead overnight wasn't something easy to live with, especially if you had a good life before giving it up.

It was only two months later that you both eventually warmed up to each other. You could tell he still had this tough facade when it came to everyone else, but for some reason he was different with you. He eventually opened to you and became the person who saved your life multiple times, the person who always fought for you and wanted to go back to save you whenever One assumed it was too late. You owed him so much.

One night after a particularly dangerous mission where you both almost got killed, you found yourself in his trailer, your moans resonating through the thin walls as you finally released the sexual tension that had been building between you for the past months, the fear of losing each other finally pushing you to take that well anticipated step. It happened once, then twice. The third time arrived shortly after. Then it went on and on.

And yet, after your 10th mission together and countless nights spent in each other's trailer, you wished you'd looked deeper into your doubts.

A gun is aimed at you from that same person you have grown to love while his arm has a firm grip around One's neck.

"Why are you doing this?" you blurt out, voice strangled by tears as you hold your hands up in surrender.

"You shouldn't be here, Eight. This isn't about you. They killed my family."

"What are you talking about?"

He adjusts his grip on the weapon before moving it to One's temple and looking down at him.

"That time in Paris. You remember don't you? The building you set fire to. My wife was in there. My wife and my unborn child were in there." your heart felt like it broke into a million pieces inside your chest. His wife and unborn child?

"I had no idea, man. I— you've been on missions with us, you know how it is, we can't always prevent accidents from—"

"You had one target and blew up the entire fucking building, don't you fucking try and tell me this was an accident!" he suddenly yelled, causing you to jump and cover your mouth with both hands in attempt to prevent your sobs from breaking out. One was having a hard time breathing, his neck caught in Four's tight grip. He couldn't do much to defend himself in this position.

"Let go of him, Billy." you tried softly. Your body was shaking uncontrollably at this point, your knees could barely keep you up. "Please."

"He killed my family Y/N. The only fucking family I had. I thought you'd understand." he spat, looking up at you.

Billy could see the fear in your eyes, the look on your face and the way your body gave away your emotions.

"Billy, please. Just— just think about this, okay? You know they'll all want you dead if you kill him." you say, taking hesitant steps closer while more tears fell down your cheeks. "I can't lose you, Billy." you took a deep, shaky breath before finally admitting in the softest voice; "I love you, okay? I can't lose you."

Your words caught him off guard, causing him to freeze and look at you with wide eyes. Before he could say anything, One managed to give him a hard kick on the leg and manoeuvre himself out of his grip while Four groaned in pain. Then One threw himself on him to try and get the gun, causing them both to fall to the floor.

You stared at them wide eyed, completely still. Your body was frozen in shock, unable to break from its position and get involved in the fight.

And just like that, the impossibly loud bang of the gun echoed in the abandoned building.

You squealed as you crouched down and covered your face from the noise, your heart racing a million miles a minute. After a moment you gradually removed your hands, choking out a sob and gasping at the sight.

A hole was torn right through One's head, his body laying unconscious on top of Four whose breathing was still unsteady and heavy. He pushed the lifeless body off himself and slowly got back on his feet meanwhile you just stared at the scene in front of you, mouth and eyes open, your shaking breaths coming out in short little puffs. You were unable to speak, so great was the shock of the violence that you had just witnessed.

Billy approached you slowly, which caused a chill to run through your body in response. You couldn't tear your eyes away from the corpse, your mind repeating the memory of your friend's death over and over again. You opened your mouth to speak but nothing came out of it. Once he was face to face with you, Billy cupped your cheeks with both hands and lifted your head up so that your eyes met. His face was covered in blood.

"You better keep your mouth shut about this."

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overprotective - warren worthington III x reader (hc)

REQUEST: omg i just found your blog and im loving it, could i please request a warren imagine where reader is just human and warren wants to date her but he's a little afraid because she's the little sister of alex and scott summers and they're PROTECTIVE AS HELL since she isn't mutant, but they do end up dating?

WARNINGS: x

A/N: Whoever sent this probably forgot about me lmao 😭😭 once again, sorry it took so long. This one have been sitting in my drafts for months. Also I decided to write it as a headcannon I hope you don't mind <3 PS: I've never watched any of the X-Men except Apocalypse and I barely know anything about the characters/storylines, so I apologize in advance if some things aren't accurate!

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Ever since you were a little girl, your brothers had always been protective of you. Whenever you had issues with anything at school or in your personal life as you grew older, they were always first to jump in and take care of you.

And their protectiveness only got worse when they realized that unlike them, you weren't a mutant.

You used to love the attention; you felt loved and cared about but now, it all seemed too much. You were always given speeches about how you shouldn't get too close to the mutants, or how you shouldn't show too much skin when going out.

When your parents kicked them out of the house, you decided to follow them without any second thought. You had clearly told your parents that if they couldn't accept your brothers, then they shouldn't be accepting you either. They made their choice, and so did you.

When it comes to your romantic life, Alex and Scott weren't making things easy for you. They always insisted on meeting your boyfriends. They wanted to make sure they treated you right.

You were grateful for them, really, but it seemed like they still treated you like a kid and that was beyond annoying.

When the three of you joined the X-Mansion they were constantly behind you, mostly because you were human and they were afraid of the other mutant's reactions. Fortunately, it really wasn't a big deal for anyone and you easily made new trustworthy friends, so your brothers eventually left you alone.

But they were still wary of your male friends, especially one of them.

"Where were you this morning? Were you with Warren?” Your brothers didn’t seem to enjoy the idea of you even being around Warren. You knew the reason for their hatred towards the idea was because of his past as one of Apocalypse's horsemen, but you knew he was far from being the bad guy everyone painted him out to be.

"Yes, I was with Warren." you replied, sighing. "We were just hanging out, Alex, It wasn’t anything special. And even if it was, that would be none of your business."

Warren on the other hand knew his feelings were far from 'not being anything special'.

Ever since you were introduced to each other, you had never once judged him for anything. You never brought up his past, unlike some other mutants did, and you immediately made him feel welcomed and comfortable around you.

The two of you quickly grew closer and bonded over lots of things. You often sneaked into his dorm late at night to have a movie marathon, or just lay on his bed and talk about everything and nothing while you just stared at the ceiling (and got drunk on biggest occasions, without your brothers ever knowing about it, obviously).

The day Warren opened up to you about his wings and scars was the day you realized how strong your feelings for him actually were. The fact that he trusted you enough to share his story with you made your heart swell, and from that day on, you promised to never let anyone hurt him.

After a few weeks, Alex and Scott (being the overprotective brothers that they are) quickly figured out that something was going on between you and Warren. Wether you were actually dating, flirting innocently or just close friends, they didn't know, but they still weren't fond of any of these ideas. Warren also figured that your brothers knew something as he always caught them glaring at him in a not so friendly way when he walked past them.

But you and Warren ended up dating anyway.

You were the first to admit your feelings during one of these lonely night where the two of you would just lay there and talk. Although Warren definitely reciprocated your feelings, he was a little bit taken aback and started rambling about your brothers, but you shut him up with a kiss, assuring him that Alex and Scott had no control over your romantic life, wether they like it or not.

When you made your relationship official, your brothers had a long conversation with you but you barely listened, only rolled your eyes every so often. You weren't really in the mood to hear the same lecture you heard almost everyday since you were a kid.

They obviously had a conversation with Warren as well, promising to break his jaw if he ever hurt you.

But you trusted Warren, more than you'd ever trusted any of your past lovers. Unlike many other people, Warren made you feel safe. You knew your brothers would have a hard time accepting your relationship, but you hoped they would eventually see him the way that you do, and realize he's far from being the villain everyone think he is.

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positive - warren worthington III x reader

WARNINGS: pregnancy? is that a warning? mentions of abuse

A/N: This have been sitting in my drafts for 2776 years, but I finally kicked my own ass and finished it! the ending isn't the best tho, sorry :/ Also i'm not sure if i'll keep writing for Ben's characters. I'll see, hopefully his upcoming projects will make me want to write for him again! *cough cough* the voyeurs

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Positive.

Your heart started pounding in your chest and your hand came to rest on your forehead as the word resonated again and again in your head. You couldn't take your eyes off the pregnancy test in your hands, hoping the little positive sign would by some miracle, turn into a negative one. Your breathing was getting heavier and shaky as you started pacing around the bathroom, trying to process what had just happened.

After throwing up twice this morning, which was the seventh time since the beginning of the week, it was clear to you that something was wrong and as much as you hated it, the possibility of you being pregnant was high. You were almost three weeks late, and the morning sickness, nausea and lack of appetite were clear signs.

Your hand instinctively went on your tummy and you opened a drawer on your left, grabbing the second pregnancy test that you had bought just in case. You unwrapped it with shaky hands and repeated the process again before sitting on the edge of the bathtub, your legs bouncing in anxiety. You buried your head in your hands as you silently prayed that the first results were wrong.

Your head shot up at the sound of your phone buzzing, indicating that the 5 minutes were over. You could feel the tears well up in your eyes as two small red lines appeared on the stick, indicating the same result. Your heart was beating so rapidly you felt like you could pass out any moment. Looking away, you let the pregnancy test fall to the ground and got up, quickly grabbing the bathroom sink firmly with both hands as your head started spinning. Your eyes were closed shut as you tried to fight back the tears and regulate your breathing. Your mind was racing, a million thoughts running through it.

Warren and you never really spoke about the possibility of having a family, but you knew for sure he would be against it. Warren grew up in a home where he was constantly told by his parents that he wasn't good enough, that they wished he'd never exist. That he was a monster. So you knew that the thought of becoming a parent himself would absolutely terrify him and you would be lying if you said you weren't scared of his reaction. Before the two of you started dating, you could tell he was terrified by love. He had convinced himself that no one would ever love him, that he wasn't worth loving. That his wings were monstruous, and that the world would be better off without him. His parents' words were constantly running through his head.

''Y/N?'' you heard Ororo call from the other side of the door. ''You've been in there forever. Is everything okay ?''

''Yeah, yeah. I'm fine. Just give me a minute.'' You cursed to yourself as you poured water to your face, trying to get yourself to stop crying. When Ororo didn't answer, you thought she had left so you allowed a sob to come out of your mouth. But a few seconds later you were startled by the sound of her voice and your heart started racing.

''Y/N, I'm coming in.''

''No ! Ororo, I'm fine, I just need-''

''Y/N if you dont open this door right now, I'll do it myself.'' she continued, her voice filled with worry. You sighed and let your head fall down, finally giving in.

''Fine.'' slowly and reluctantly, you took a step towards the door, unlocking it. As soon as you opened it, Ororo rushed inside and grabbed your shoulders, forcing you to look at her.

''What's going on, Y/N ? Did anyone hurt you? I swear to god, if Warren-'' she suddenly stopped, going completely silent when her eyes spotted the pregnancy test on the floor behind you. Her jaw dropped and her hands slid off your shoulders in shock. ''Is that— are you... ?''

You nodded with your head down as more tears brimmed in your eyes.

''Y/N, this...this is amazing'' she exclaimed, a small smile making its way on her face.

''No.'' you choked out. ''No, it's not.'' Ororo furrowed her eyebrows as her hands reached for your own, squeezing them slightly. ''I can't- I can't be a mom, Ororo. And Warren, he...I know he doesn't want to be a dad. And I'll get kicked out, I just know it—" You started rambling but she cut you off.

''Hey, hey, Y/N, calm down. No one's gonna kick you out, do you hear me? We are your family, and this is your home.'' she spoke, her eyes searching for yours.

Before you could respond, you heard a voice call your name. Ororo could clearly see the panic that had settled in your eyes, causing her to hold your hands tighter.

''I- I can't- I can't do this Ororo, I can't tell him.'' you sobbed and she shook her head, moving her right hand to your cheek.

''You have to, Y/N. He knows you've been sick for the last couple of days, and you won't be able to hide it from him forever.''

You quickly wiped your tears with the back of your hands and took a deep, shaky breath as Ororo squeezed your hands again, whispering that she'll always be there for you, no matter what happens. You thank her and she leaves the room, offering you a small smile on her way out. A few seconds later, Warren appeared in the doorway and you quickly wiped your cheeks with your sleeve.

''Y/N? love, what's wrong ?'' he asked, his voice filled with worry as he took a step closer to you.

''I need you to promise that you won't get mad.'' you pleaded as more tears streamed down your cheeks.

''What- Y/N, I don't get it. Why would I get mad, what's going on?'' he cupped your cheeks and you leaned into his touch. You hands came up to grab his wrists and you took a deep breath.

''Please, just...just promise me.''

''Of course, Y/N. I promise.''

''I'm pregnant.'' you finally blurted out, your voice shaking. Warren's face went pale the second the words left your mouth. He stood there in shock, not knowing what to say. After a few seconds, a small, barely audible ''what ?'' slipped past his lips and his hand slid off your cheek. You bit your lips, looking down at your feet. When warren turned around, you thought he was going to leave the room, but instead he started pacing back and forth, rubbing his hands on his face and gripping at his hair while doing so. He was breathing heavily.

''Warren, please... Please say something.'' you begged, desperation in your voice as a sob threatened to escape the back of your throat. He suddenly stopped walking and turned over to meet your gaze.

"I can't. I can't Y/N, you know i'll never be a good father. I just can't do this." he choked out, tears welling up in his eyes. "What if— What I hurt him, or her? God I couldn't live with myself if I hurt our child." Noticing the tears in his eyes you walked over to him, trying to fight back your own as you placed a hand on his cheek.

"Warren..." you paused, now cupping his cheeks with both hands. A single tear fell down your cheek as your eyes searched for his. "You are not your parents. You're good, and kind. And I know you could never hurt our child in any way, shape or form." you assured him, lifting his chin up with your index finger when he refused to look at you. He stayed silent for a moment, only both of your small hiccups filling the room, until Warren spoke up.

"Do you want to keep it?" he asked in a whisper, his forehead resting against yours. You closed your eyes and inhaled deeply before nodding slowly.

"Yeah...yeah, I do."

Warren bit his bottom lip and eventually cracked a smile as more tears pricked his eyes, one hand moving to stroke your cheek gently. "You're going to be such an amazing mother." You chuckled softly, feeling a huge weight being lifted off your shoulder. You nodded before closing the gap between you, pulling him in for a deep kiss.

"I love you, War. And I believe in you. Always have, always will. You're going to be the best father this child could ever ask for."

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Make it Nine - Warren Worthington III x reader (SMUT)

WARNING: smut, duh

A/N: you ask, I deliver ! Here’s another Warren smut, I promise the next one won’t be so filthy but I’m really proud of this one ok bye I’m going to hell.

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"Jesus, seriously?" you groaned in frustration as you were designated to spend 7 minutes in heaven with none other than Warren Worthington.

"You know the rules, Y/N.'' Peter spoke, his words slurred, alcohol clearly taking over him. ''Add one minute every time you complain.'' he continued. ''So, make it 8!" he cheered making everyone whistle and burst into a fit of laughter.

"Excuse me?! Since when was this even a rule !" you complained, throwing your hands up in frustration.

"Guess who's spending 9 minutes in heaven with our bird boy?!" Peter exclaimed as he raised his beer.

''Come on Y/N, don't be a pussy. It'll be fun.'' Warren teased with a wink and you clenched your jaw.

"Jesus, fine! I'll do it." you finally gave up, standing up and rolling your eyes as your friends laughed and high fived each other, visibly happy with this new rule. Warren got up and walked towards the closet with a smirk. You eventually followed him after a little bit of pushing from your friends, walking past him as he closed the door behind you.

"So...nine minutes, huh?" Warren exclaimed as he folded his arms across his chest and leaned his back against the wall. Although you couldn't see him, you could tell his cocky grin was still glued to his face.

"Yeah. I guess." You scoffed, lowering your head before sighing out loud, making him chuckle.

''You know I don't bite, right ? I mean, unless you want me to.'' he added, making you groan in frustration

''Oh, fuck you Warren.''

''If you insist.'' his smirk only grew wider and you internally cursed yourself when you felt the heat coming up your neck to your cheeks. You seriously didn't know whether you wanted to fuck him right there to shut him up or directly slap that smug look right off his face. You shook your head slightly, trying to shove that first thought out of your mind, but your breath got caught in your throat as he took a step towards you and you slowly moved your gaze up to meet his, gulping hard as you realized how close he was. His right hand came to rest on the wall next to your head, his face only inches from yours.

"Don't act like you're not enjoying this." he whispered seductively in your ear, and you felt a wave of heat run through your whole body. "I've noticed the way you've been looking at me." he grinned as his other hand came to cup your cheek, lips hovering yours. "And not just today."

Your body was frozen and your heart skipped a beat when you realized how right he was. Warren was by far the most attractive mutant, and no matter how much of an asshole he was, you would be lying if you said you never wondered how it would feel like to have him between your legs, and you could've sworn your panties were already wet from just thinking about it. You opened your mouth to speak but nothing came out of it, only a small whimper. Warren smirked and started tracing your bottom lip with his thumb.

"Let's put those 7 minutes left to good use, shall we?" he murmured and you instantly nodded, feeling your heart burst inside your chest. Warren's lips immediately attacked yours in a hungry kiss and he forced his tongue into your mouth, pushing you backwards until you hit the wall, your arms coming around his neck as he did so. You moaned into the kiss, your body finally letting go of the tension you'd been holding for the past two minutes.

"I want you." you breathed, pulling away as your lungs screamed for oxygen.

"God, say that again."

"I want you Warren."

Warren smashed his lips against yours again with a growl, your words echoing in his mind. His hands moved down to your hips, pulling you closer and you could feel yourself grow weak in the knees. You ran your hand through his hair, slightly tugging at it and bite his bottom lip, earning a faint moan from him. His hands started traveling your body, his right one coming dangerously close to where you needed him the most. Soon enough, he started working on unbuttoning your jeans and you let out a breathy moan as he reached down to cup your heat through your panties. He started applying pressure on your clothed core and you opened your legs to give him more access as you wiggled out of your jeans, kicking them somewhere in the cramped space. Warren groaned as he slid your panties down, and he didn't waste any time before lowering himself to your core, holding your hips in place.

"Six minutes left." he paused, looking up at you. "You sure you wanna do this?" He continued with a cocky grin, knowing damn well what your answer would be.

"God just shut up and do something."

''As the lady wishes...'' you tried to muffle a moan as his mouth came in contact with your clit, pressing a soft kiss against it before sucking it softly. Thank god the music outside was loud enough for you to moan without having to be too concerned about being heard. Your jaw dropped as Warren alternated between sucking and flickering his tongue around your little bundle of nerve, making your eyes roll to the back of your head. "Warren-" you whined, unable to catch your breath. "Don't stop." you cried. Warren let out a small chuckle against your core and you could practically feel him smirk against you. "God, just like that." you moaned as you arched your back off the wall and pulled his head closer, begging for more, desperate to reach that sweet sensation you craved.

"Four minutes, War-" you were cut off by a loud moan as Warren inserted two fingers inside your wetness while his tongue worked faster on your clit. Your thighs started to shake and you felt that familiar feeling settle in the pit of your stomach.

"Oh god, fuck!" you screamed as your body jolted in bliss, your hips jerking uncontrollably against his mouth as he sucked and lapped at your clit furiously, collecting your juices while his fingers kept sliding in and out of you at the perfect pace.

''Warren,'' you gasped out. ''I'm gonna cum.''

''Go ahead babygirl. Cum for me.'' you were sent over the edge at the sensation of his tongue and fingers massaging your walls, cumming hard on his fingers with a long, drawn out moan.

After taking his fingers out, Warren lifted your leg up to his shoulder, giving himself more access, and wasted no time in sticking his tongue back inside you and continuing to eat you out with fervor, smirking as you panted heavily and whined desperately, gripping his hair tighter as his mouth tortured your oversensitive clit.

"Warren... it's too much-" you cried as your hands moved to his shoulders, desperately trying to hold onto something to keep you from falling. You were breathing out deeply through your moans, your entire body shaking with sensitivity as his tongue continued making its way up and down your folds. At this point you would be on the floor if it wasn't for his hands holding you firmly in place.

"One more babygirl. Can you do that for me?" he asked, his thumbs stroking your waist as he gently blew on your clit. You swallowed hard and nodded shakily, giving him your consent to keep going. You wanted to look at him while he worked on making you feel so good but keeping your eyes on his face became challenging as the intense pleasure caused you to drop your head back in bliss. Your moans had become desperate whines, and you moved your hands back onto his head, trying to push him impossibly closer to you.

''Please-'' you breathed out, squeezing your eyes shut. ''please, Warren !'' you begged as the pleasure clouded your senses and took over your mind. Your body trembled as you clenched your hands into fists, nails digging into your palms and a loud moan ripped from your throat as your second orgasm hit you with full force.

Your vision blurred when you finally opened your eyes, feeling your heart thumping in your chest as you came down from your high, catching your breath. You removed your still trembling leg from his shoulder and swallowed hard, unsure of what to say in this moment. Warren was quick to stand up and pick up your jeans to hand them back to you, his signature smirk still playing upon his features.

''One minute and fourteen seconds.'' he teased and you rolled your eyes, quickly putting your panties and jeans back on. Warren's hands were fixing your hair as you did so, making sure you wouldn't leave the closet looking like you just had two of the best orgasms of your life.

''You're not as innocent as I thought.'' Warren declared as he tucked a strand of your hair behind your ear.

''Do you ever shut up ?'' you giggled, feeling the embarassment begin to color your cheeks and Warren laughed before cupping your cheeks and pressing a soft kiss to your lips.

''You're the one who's been screaming my name for the past 7 minutes. I think I've been rather quiet this whole time.'' he teased and you rolled your eyes, unable to stop the grin from spreading across your face. You pulled him in for one last kiss, your hands sliding to his hips as you tugged his bottom lips lightly between your teeth.

''Come on...let's disappoint our friends, bird boy.''

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A few seconds later, the door flew open revealing Scott, Jean and Peter. They were grinning like idiots, and you had to stop yourself from bursting out laughing when their faces suddenly dropped after they saw you and Warren standing apart from each other, your backs pressed against the wall and arms crossed across your chest, looking bored out of your mind.

''Are you kidding me?'' Jean spat. ''did you two seriously spend nine minutes looking at each other dead in the eye?'' she continued and you scoffed.

''Well, what else were you expecting ?''

[blueeyedheizer]

“You’re not avoiding me, are you?” - Warren Worthington III x reader SMUT

REQUEST:  okay your Billy smut was hot as shit thank you. but im soooo deprived of warren! could you do one where the reader sneaks out with the gang (jean, scott, jubilee, kurt, peter, and ororo) to go to a pool party and warren tags along cuz hes friends with ororo. But warren is nervous around the reader so he basically ignores and hides from her majority of the time. And somehow the reader and warren end up in the lil pool house on their own amnd things get steamy and kinky™…

WARNING: smut, oral (fem receiving), unprotected sex

A/N: Hi anon !!! thank you so much for requesting, I had so much fun writing this. I changed the request a little bit tho, I hope you don’t mind! Feedbacks are always appreciated xx 

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"Put me down!" You laughed. "Peter I swear to god if you don't put me down now I'll—"

“You’ll what ?” Peter asked cutting you off, raising an eyebrow as he kept walking around the pool with you on his shoulder. Your eyes widened when a smirk appeared on his face and you started kicking the air, trying to wiggle off his grip

“Peter ! Put me down right now!”

“Uh ? What did you say ? You want me to put you down ?” he questioned sarcastically as he leaned towards the water and held you so close to it your hair was just touching it.

“Yes plea-”

“Alright !” Peter suddenly dropped you into the pool, earning a fit of laughter from your friends and some random people around you. Your head went under and you waved your arms forward until you were back to the surface. You pushed the wet hair out of your face and rubbed your eyes with your hands, coughing a little.

“I hate you Maximoff!”

Everyone was laughing, having fun and drinking, except Warren. You knew the boy wasn’t very talkative and was having a hard time adjusting to his new life with the other mutants, but he was slowly progressing, so you kind of expected him to make an exception and have fun with you this time. But ever since you arrived, the only person he talked to was Ororo, and he firmly refused to get into the water or even speak to to anyone else. Basically, he was playing the lifeguard, watching everyone as they were having fun.

“Hey, Y/N!” Ororo yelled, startling you out of your thoughts. “Drown him next time!” You laughed and held your thumbs up at her. She was sitting next to Warren and you couldn’t help but glance at him. But as soon as you made eye contact with him, he quickly looked away and got up, walking off towards the house. You scoffed loudly and shook your head, visibly annoyed by his behavior. You were starting to think he was avoiding you on purpose and you absolutely hated not knowing why, especially considering the fact that you had a huge crush on him.

“Seriously, what’s up with him?” you asked nobody in particular, but Jean answered anyway.

“Well…a certain someone has an effect on our bird boy.” she whispered in your ear, making you back off slightly.

“What?” you exclaimed and she smirked, rolling her eyes while doing so.

“Nothing.”

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After climbing off the pool, you grabbed your towel and used it to dry your hair and soak up as much of the dampness as you could, making your way to the bathroom. You had decided to leave a little bit earlier than everyone else, wanting to get some alone time before everyone went back to their dorm. Your lips curved into a small smile when you heard your friends’ laughter coming from the other side of the wall, but you let out a gasp when you bumped hard into whoever was walking in the opposite direction. “Shit! Sorry, I didn’t see you coming-” you paused as you looked up to see Warren looking down at you.You couldn’t help but let your eyes linger on his chest and wings. They were absolutely breathtaking.

“It’s fine.” Warren said, and before you could say anything else he began walking away, but you were quick to grab his wrist.

“You’re not avoiding me Warren, are you?” you asked with a sweet innocent voice, raising an eyebrow at him.

“What ? No, I’m not.” Warren stuttered as you folded your arms across your chest and his eyes drifted down to your breast despite his best efforts. You were wearing a beautiful, black bikini and your nipples were clearly outlined by the thin fabric that was still dripping wet.

“Hey. Eyes up here, Worthington.” you smirked as you noticed the shade of pink that covered his cheeks. Well. Maybe Jean was right after all. He apologized quietly, making you chuckle. “So…why didn’t you party with us? We were having fun.” you asked and bit your lips as your eyes dropped on his chest again, watching it rise and fall slowly.

“This whole thing, it’s just…not my thing.” he answered an you nodded, resisting the urge to roll your eyes. You both looked down and an uncomfortable silence fell between you two until Warren broke the silence.

“I-uh, I should probably-.”

“Kiss me.” you suddenly blurted out, cutting him off. Warren’s eyes widened, his mouth going dry as he stared down at you.

“What ?’

’‘You heard me, Warren. I want you to kiss me.”

When he didn’t react, you rolled your eyes with a groan and slammed your lips against his, kissing him with fervor. You grinned between his lips as he eventually kissed back and his hands came up to cup your cheeks. You moaned softly into the kiss and wrapped your arms around his neck, holding him closer. You only broke the kiss temporarily to drag him into the closest room and get a little more privacy, pressing your lips back onto his as soon as you stepped inside the room, his hands travelling all over your body. You moaned and bit your lip as he started kissing down your neck playfully, gently nudging you against the wall.

“Fuck, you’re so beautiful Y/N.” he mumbled against your skin and you blushed furiously. The need to hide your face was strong but instead you pulled him into another kiss and your hand moved into his hair, gripping his golden locks firmly as you needed him closer to you.

Soon enough your hand found his growing bulge and you started stroking him through the fabric of his boxers.

“Been wanting you ever since we met. Too fucking bad you were too busy ignoring me this whole time.” you muttered against his bottom lip, biting it as your fingers began to slip behind the waist band of his boxers and tugged them off his hips, exposing his erection. Warren moaned in response, lost in his own ecstasy. His lips left your mouth and traveled down to your jawline, your neck, then back on your lips.

You wrapped your hand around his length and started stroking him slowly from base to tip, letting your thumb run over it and using his precum as lube.

“Does that feel good, Angel…?” you whispered in his ear and he nodded, unable to form a coherent sentence as the nickname sent a shiver down his spine. You started stroking him faster and wrapped your arm around his neck to steady yourself.

You started grinding your hips trying to find any kind of friction and as soon as Warren took the hint, his hand found your clit making you cry out in pleasure. You threw your head back against the wall, eyes fluttering shut as his fingers worked to get you to that familiar sensation you craved. As you began stroking him faster Warren stopped your movement with a hand, simultaneously stopping his own on your clit which made you whine at the lack of contact. You looked up at him with a questioning look and he swallowed hard, his green orbs piercing into yours.

“Let me take care of you.”

“Y-you sure?” you breathed and he nodded before crashing his lips against yours again, tongue fighting for dominance. You shivered when you felt his hands untie your bikini top, letting it fall to the ground. He started trailing his kisses lower: from your jawline to your collarbones down to your chest, and he sunk to his knees to press hot kisses along your inner thighs. You spread them open for him and whined as you got impatient, your breathing itching with each kiss.

“I swear to god if you don’t get your fucking head between my legs I’ll push it down for you.” you groaned and he looked up at you with a smirk, his eyes darker than usual and you swore the sight of it could’ve sent you over the edge. Then in one swift move, Warren pulled your panties down and didn’t waste any time before licking a long stripe across your folds, making a low moan escape your lips. Your legs were already shaking from trying to keep you up, your nerves threatening to let you down anytime despite Warren’s strong hands holding you in place.

You looked down at him, the sinful sight of him working on you sending you even closer to the edge. You threw your head back against the wall as he lapped at your clit mercilessly, his tongue swirling over the sensitive bundle of nerves.

“Oh Angel…please…” he moaned against your core as you cried out, gripping his hair as you held his head in place between your thighs. You let out a noise that was far too close to a scream when your orgasm hit you with full force, your hand quickly coming to cover your mouth, remembering that your friends were still somewhere outside.

“Fuck…” you whispered as Warren got up and pressed a single kiss to your lips, letting you catch your breath. He rested his hands on your hips and your arms went to encircle his neck before leaning forward and resting your forehead against his. Your features contorted into a smirk and your lips found his own again as you noticed that his erection was still rock-hard. You started kissing him slowly at first, tasting yourself on his lips, then with more passion.You eagerly pressed your body against his and cupped his jaw with one hand.

“Fuck me Warren.” you breathed and he nodded breathlessly, before capturing your lips with his own again. Instinctively you lifted one leg, wrapping it around him and he pumped himself a few times before positioning himself at your entrance.

“Are you sure you want to do this?” he whispered, his voice soft and caring, and he immediately lifted one hand to stroke your cheek.

“God, yes,” you whimpered, leaning into his touch. “Please. I want you, Angel.”

And that was eveything he needed to know. You moaned loudly as Warren pushed himself inside you, and gave you a moment to adjust to his size. Then he slowly began to move, sliding every inch of his cock into your wet core.

“Warren, fuck !” you gasped, burrying your face against his neck as he started pumping hard and fast inside you, already feeling the familiar sensation building in your stomach as he hit your sweet spot with every thrust.

“Fuck.” he cursed against your ear. “You feel so fucking good Y/N.” he grunted and moved your leg higher on his hip, giving himself more access. “You have no fucking idea how long I’ve been wanting to do this.” His lips quickly attacked your neck, nibbling at your sensitive spot and it wasn’t long before you were both panting uncontrollably.

You were unable to hold your moans of pleasure when your second orgasm exploded and Warren followed closely, crying out your name as he came inside you. As you both rode the last of your orgasm, Warren slowed his motions before pulling out, kissing your forehead softly. Your legs felt like jelly and your body was still shaking from the intense pleasure as you collapsed onto his chest and wrapped your arms around him, breathing heavily. Warren wrapped one arm around you while his other hand ran through your hair, scratching your scalp soothingly. You stayed like this for a good five minutes until you pulled away and pecked the tip of his nose.

“I’m not done with you.” you whispered. “Tonight, my dorm. 10pm.” you winked at him and pecked his lips one last time before turning around and walking away with a goofy smile that never left your face.

[blueeyedheizer]

Let's get physical - Four/Billy x reader SMUT

WARNING: smut, oral (fem receiving), unprotected sex

A/N: I really don't know how to feel about this one,, I love it but I also think I could've done better...but anyway I hope you guys enjoy it !! Also I listened to Physical by Dua Lipa while writing this ✨

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“I'm so fucking done with this.” You exclaimed as you walked angrily towards yet another drawer in a attempt to find the Kalahari. Pulling out the jewelry harshly from it, you were dangerously tempted to flip everything around you as you were finding nothing but worthless pieces.

"Cheap! Fake!" Billy groaned, tossing the fake jewellery aside as he walked into the room. "Fuck, we ain't leaving until we find the Kalahari!"

After having completely wrecked the house, you finally laid your eyes on a box. You could feel by its texture that it was different from the ones you'd already seen. Flipping the box, you managed to rip it open, and your heart skipped a beat when you laid your eyes on the Kalahari. A wide grin spread across your face and you ran your fingers across the glittering jewels.

"Billy...." you exclaimed, your eyes never leaving the beautiful necklace in front of you. Your eyes were wide open in ecstasy, mesmerized by it. Billy's head snapped towards you and his face immediately lit up when he laid his eyes on the jewelry in your hands.

"Oh yes." he breathed, "Yes, yes, yes !" your boyfriend exclaimed as he walked towards you and pulled you in for a deep, grateful kiss. But your moment of glory was soon interrupted as bullets flew around the room and the police bursted into the building. Right at this moment, one of your teammate caught a bullet and fell hard on the floor with a heart wrenching scream.

"Shit! Come on, come on let's go!" Billy yelled as he took a hold of your arm. Grabbing the Kahalari, you stormed out of the room, followed by your other teammates and boyfriend. You started jumping from one building to another as you were chased by the authorities, running as fast as you could.

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As soon as you stepped inside your shared apartment, you kicked the door shut and pressed your back against it, laughing wholeheartedly.

"Holy shit!" you exclaimed, trying to catch your breath. Billy was running a hand through his hair while the other gripped the necklace, his laugh echoing with yours. He was completely euphoric, pacing back and forth in front of you.

"We did it Billy!" you exclaimed and he laughed out loud, nodding while walking to you. He pressed his body against yours, pinning you gently against the door. He tucked a piece of hair behind your ear, and the brief touch made your skin burn. You looked up at him as he carefully put the Kalahari around your neck, hands wandering on the necklace.

"We're rich, Y/N." he laughed and pressed his lips against yours, kissing you softly. It was almost as if he hadn't kissed you in years and he’d finally been given the chance to. You hummed against his lips and cupped his cheeks with both hands, deepening the kiss. His own hands started traveling around your body, leaving goosebumps all over it.

"You did so good today baby." he muttered against your lips. Soon enough he was rubbing the side of your jawline with his thumb, gliding his lips down your neck with delicate kisses. You threw your head back, biting your bottom lip as you closed your eyes shut. ''God, do you have any idea how crazy you make me ?'' he growled against your lips.

"I don't know..." you whispered seductively. "How about you show me?"

Billy smirked against your lips, guiding his hands between your thighs and rubbing your heat through your jeans. You soon started grinding your hips against him, desperate for more friction.

"God, look at you."

"Fuck— please, Billy. Just do something." you moaned, feeling your breathing escalating quickly.

"I've got you babygirl." Before you could react, Billy dragged you into your shared bedroom and kicked the door shut behind you. He gently lifted you from your feet and carried you towards the bed. He gently laid you on the mattress and started unzipping your pants while his lips were exploring your body, earning soft little moans from you. He soon slid them down your legs and threw them on the other side of the room before positioning himself between your thighs and looking up to you with a smirk. You supported yourself on your elbows, watching as he placed a kiss on the inside of each of your thighs before gently pushing them further apart with his strong hands. With a groan, he pulled down your panties and licked a long stripe over your folds before covering your clit with his mouth, immediately sucking it. You moaned loudly, arching your back at the sudden feeling. You were grasping his hair, clinging desperately onto him as he pleasured you with his tongue.

"Ohh...fuck." He was so good at this. You could feel your legs start to shake and the necklace that was once cold around your neck now felt like it was burning. Soon enough, Billy inserted two fingers into your sensitive core, pumping them in and out with a quick and steady pace that had you cry out his name and rolling your hips against his hand. 

"R-right there baby....fuck, yes!" His fingers sped up inside you, which brought you closer to the edge. He pumped relentlessly into your most sensitive spot and you cried out in ecstasy, moaning his name over and over like a prayer, eyes fluttering close.

"F-fuck! Oh Billy– fuck, don't stop." you screamed, throwing your head back in intense pleasure. 

"I'm gonna give you everything you want babygirl. Everything." he moaned against your pussy and you whined, holding onto him for dear life.

"B-Billy, I'm gonna— oh, fuck, fuck yes." you panted as you boyfriend was hitting your sweet spot repeatedly until you were a whimpering, blubbering mess.

"Let go baby. Cum for me." Billy murmured, sucking your clit back into his mouth, causing you to let out a cry. Your fingers were gripping his hair so hard you were scared of hurting him, but his hums of appreciation reassured you. After a few more heavenly thrusts, you came with a loud cry, your walls squeezing around his fingers so hard it almost hurt. The two of you collapsed on the mattress, trying to catch your breath. Billy had his head on your chest and his fingers were running across the necklace that was still around your neck. With a smirk, you cupped his cheeks in between your hands and started kissing him again before rolling over so that you could be on top.

"My turn." you murmured against his lips with a smirk. You moved to position yourself above him and ran your hands down his chest, leaving a hot trail on his skin. His heart was pounding out of his chest, lungs fighting desperately for air as he admired your naked body. Your boyfriend's eyes fluttered shut as you pulled his boxers down and took his cock into your hand, swiping your thumb over the tip, stroking him slowly. "You like that baby?" you purred in his ear, leaving hot kisses along his jawline, making your way down to his neck.

''Christ, Y/N...'' he managed to blurt out between tightly gritted teeth. Billy was a panting mess, his fists clenching on the sheets.

"You want me so much, don't you?"

He swallowed and nodded, unable to let anything out other than a loud groan. You cupped his cheek with one hand and attached your lips to his, kissing him hungrily. Without any warning, you set the tip of his cock at your entrance and slowly eased down on his his member, earning a loud groan from him. His hands were planted on your waist, holding you tightly as he guided you along his length and within seconds the room was filled with loud whimpers and moans coming from both of you. The walls were awfully thin and you knew you were being way too loud, but you absolutely couldn't bring yourself to care. 

"Jesus, fuck Y/N! You feel so fucking good.'' Billy growled and you whined, his words sending a rush of heat through your body.

''God, Billy.'' you cried out, bouncing down on him harder and faster, not caring about the headboard banging loudly against the wall. Your head was thrown back, eyelids squeezed shut as you rode him through his orgasm, feeling your own coming dangerously close.

''Harder, baby. Harder. Show me- fuck ! Show me what you can do.'' Billy knew he wasn't going to last as you pressed your hands against his chest and started riding him faster, taking every inch of him inside you. Your moans were getting louder and louder with each thrust, determined to send him over the edge.

And you did.

''Y/N, Fuck !'' An animalistic sound erupted up from his throat as he climaxed, his body jerking as he shoot his loads deep inside you. You quickly followed as you reached your second orgasm, your walls clenching around him.

"Holy shit." you breathed out, leaning in to kiss him once more, catching your breath for a second before getting off him. You collapsed next to him and his hands immediately went through your hair, stroking it softly. You started giggling and Billy furrowed his eyebrows as a small smile adored his features. "What's so funny?"

"You think the old lady heard us?" you asked with a cheesy grin and your boyfriend chuckled.

"I don't know, and I don't care. We'll be out of this shithole of an apartment soon anyway." he said as he kissed your temple. You cuddled up against him and pressed a kiss to his bare torso and you drifted off to sleep with a small smile on your face, excited for your future as a billionaire.

[blueeyedheizer]

Tease - Four/Billy x reader (NSFW)

WARNINGS: I wouldn’t say it’s a real smut, but there’s definitely some nsfw stuff going on here

feedbacks would be very much appreciated 🖤

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"Eight, come on..." Four mumbled under his breath as he took your hand off his thighs, making sure no one had noticed your actions. "This is important." 

 One had taken the team out for dinner to talk about your newest mission but you couldn't care less about what was being said, too busy teasing your partner under the table. You smirked to yourself and mouthed "I don't care" before letting your fingers find their way back higher on to his thighs, finally reaching his already growing bulge and palming him over his jeans. Four started fidgeting in his seat and readjusting his position to ease the tension but that didn't help. If anything, it actually did the complete opposite; it only gave you more access. 

 It was always fun teasing Four. It was one of your favorite things to do and it never took much to get him turned on. You could tell he was trying hard to focus on what One was explaining from across the table and you let out a small chuckle as you side eyed him, noticing how hard he was chewing on his bottom lip trying not to moan out loud.

 “Fuck." he mumbled under his breath only loud enough for you to hear, and you smirked to yourself. He was slowly losing all focus on everything else, his eyes rolling to the back of his head.

 "Eight." 

"It's Y/N for you, baby." This definitely wasn't the way he expected to find out your real name, but the mention of it send a rush of adrenaline through his body.

Before you could go any further, Four grabbed your hand, stopping your movements. He leaned near your ear, taking a deep breath against your hot skin. "Go to the bathroom. I'll be there in a minute." you smirked and nodded before standing up from your seat, excusing yourself to the team, who all just nodded at you. 

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 After waiting enough time not to make it too suspicious, Four finally stood up and walked towards the bathrooms, and as soon as he found you and the two of you were out of sight, you were pinned against the wall, his strong hand cupping your jaw. 

"You're gonna be the fucking death of me, you know that right?" he moaned into your ear, making you whine. It didn't take long until his lips were attacking yours in a hot and hungry kiss and his hands were lightly rubbing against your clothed core, causing you to moan quietly. 

"Four..." 

"Billy." 

"Fuck... please Billy." you whined and he chuckled darkly. 

"You think you deserve it babygirl? After what you did?" He moaned huskily, tracing kisses down your neck while his right hand unbuttoned your jeans slowly. His thumb soon started rubbing over your clit, teasing it as your legs spread a little more for him. You wanted to say something but nothing came out of your mouth, as it was too busy letting out small moans.

 "You know what? M'gonna make you scream." he said huskily. "Everyone's gonna know how good I make you feel, and then you'll explain everything to them. Understood?" he whispered, his voice full of lust. You nodded while whining softly, which earned a smirk from him. 

"Good girl."

And with that, you couldn’t think straight anymore as Billy's hand and fingers were working fast where you needed him the most, your legs shaking with intense pleasure while he whispered all the things he was going to do to you when you get back to the HQ. 

[blueeyedheizer]

Alive Again (part 2) - Four/Billy x Reader

READ PART 1 HERE

WARNINGS: ...cant say too much

A/N: I'm sorry this is kinda rushed but it's been in my drafts since forever and I really wanted to finish it and finally give content to those of you who started following me for Ben <3 (also pls forgive me)

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''So, what's going on between Four and Eight?'' Three asked, nudging Two's arm with a smirk on his face.''Are they...you know...''

''For fucks sakes Three.'' Two whisper-yelled, her eyes widening. ''You dumb fuck! Stay behind me and for the love of God, shut up.'' she spat. ''Sorry guys. He's on laughing gas. He's dumber than usual.''

You couldn't help but blush at Three's comment. Things hadn't been the same between you and Four since you broke down in front of him. You two weren't fighting anymore, that was a good thing, but you'd also started avoiding him as much as you could. You couldn't help but feel ashamed of your reaction. You had joined the Underground because you were one of the best snipers in the country, what if Four thought you were too weak or too sensitive to be working on such missions?

You sometimes shared eye contact and occasional small talk but there was nothing more, and that was honestly fine with you. You had broken the rules by sharing your names and other informations about your past life which was already way too much.

One had made you promise to always use your code name and always stay anonymous no matter what happened, and you broke that promise because of one small tantrum. You couldn't risk getting yourself, or Four, kicked out of the team so you just decided to distance yourself from him. If that ever happened, you'd be completely alone as you were already dead for your family and friends. The Underground was everything you had left, and as much as One hated that word, you weren't going to lose your second family.

''Guys, this is Eight's last mission. Let's not make it a disaster, shall we ?'' Seven answered and you nodded to yourself, bringing your attention back to your target.

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//FLASHBACK//

''I can't do this anymore, One.''

''What do you mean you can't do this anymore ? Come on Eight. You're our best sniper, there's no way I'm letting you give up.''

''But you've got Seven, he's- he's so much better than I am.''

''That, is absolutely not true.'' One answered before turning to Seven. ''No offense though.'' Seven scoffed before turning to you, raising his beer. ''Thank you, Eight. You're a real one.''

''But seriously, guys. I can be so much more useful with computers. I've done this my whole life.''

''That's a no, Eight. We've lost our driver already, we're not losing our best sniper.''

''Jesus, I'm not asking for you to kill me! You're not- losing me or whatever. I just want to be helpful in another way! You were doing well without me, and Seven saved all of your asses more than once.''

''Eight we've talked about-''

''Give her a chance, man.'' Four interrupted, catching everyone's attention. ''We've got nothing to lose. Seven is good, and we could actually need some hacking skills for our next missions.''

''Since when are you two standing for each other ?'' One asked with a stern look and a finger pointing simultaneously between you and Four. You rolled your eyes but choose to ignore his comment before speaking up again.

''Look...just think about it, okay ?'' you took one last sip to your beer and stood up. ''I won't disappoint.''

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Turns out your last mission as a sniper was in fact, a disaster. You had been shot, and Two almost got killed. One was a nervous wreck and yelled most of the time, still not really accepting the fact that this was your last real mission with them. ''See Eight?! This is why I don't want you to quit your damn job!'' He'd shout everytime something went wrong.

You hissed as Five helped you lay down on your bed while applying pressure on your wound, trying to stop the blood from spilling out.

“Alright, I can see the bullet...'' Five muttered to herself and you squeezed your eyes shut, trying not to scream in pain. ''I have to pull it out right now Eight.''

''Jesus- fuck.''

''I know, I know. I need you to stay awake, okay? Stay with me Eight. '' Five answered, slapping your cheeks slightly to keep you awake. Before you could react, Four burst inside your trailer and stopped in his tracks when he saw your weak body laying on your bed.

''I-is she okay ?'' he blurted out, trying not to sound too concerned but failing miserably.

''She should be fine but she's in shock. I need you to keep her awake, Four. Talk to her.'' She spoke and Four nodded. He came closer to your bed and kneeled next to you before grabbing your hand and squeezing it tightly.

''Hey, look at me Y/N'' Four whispered and your heart skipped a beat at the mention of your name.You slowly tilted your head towards him and bit your bottom lip in anticipation, a single tear sliding down your cheek. You could tell Five was looking at you, probably surprised about Four knowing your name.

''It hurts.'' you blurted out, your voice barely above a whisper.

''I know love. But you're gonna be fine. Okay ? You're alright.'' His hand moved to your cheek, stroking it softly and wiping your tears with his thumb. You winced and groaned out in pain as you felt the wound being opened.

''Stay still.'' Five exclaimed before taking out her medical tools and working on the wound. ''It's gonna be okay, Eight. I have a pretty clear view on the bullet, it's not as deep as I thought. I should be able to remove it quickly.'' Five tried to reassure you and you nodded, fighting hard to keep your lids open. Your hand was clenching Four's so tightly that you were scared of hurting him. You shot Five a concerned look when you noticed how shaky her hands were, but you were too exhausted to say anything. When Five finally managed to pull the bullet out after a good two minutes which felt like an eternity, she showed you the bullet with a winning smile and you grimaced at the sight of it, still managing to chuckle slightly at her reaction.

''Alright young lady. Let's get you all patched up.'' Five grabbed some more alcool to clean the wound and did everything that had to be done so that it wouldn't get infected before wrapping your waist with a bandage to keep everything in place.

''I'll be back to change your bandage every two hours. For now, get some rest and don't you dare sit up. If you need anything...Just yell.'' she shrugged and you smiled.

''Thanks Five.'' She nodded, wiping her hands in a handkerchief. She headed towards the door and winked at you before leaving you alone with Four, carefully closing the door behind her.

A comfortable silence settled over your trailer. Four was the first to break the silence.

''Why are you so distant with me ? I thought we sorted everything out'' his voice was soft and soothing and his hand was now stroking your hair.  

''We broke the rules, Four. This could get us in so much trouble. I didn't want to risk anything.'' you admitted, staring up at the ceiling.

''Fuck the rules, Y/N. There shouldn't even be any.'' Four spoke as his hands kept caressing your scalp. You tilted your head to look at him and gave him a small smile, feeling your lids getting heavier with every passing second.

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//TIME SKIP – 4 WEEKS//

''So...how's this new job treating you?'' Four walked up behind you, his arms wrapping around your shoulders as he planted a kiss on your temple. You were working on your computer, hacking some codes for the team's next mission.

''Better than the last one. It's actually quite nice not being shot every two weeks.'' You chuckled and took your eyes off the screen, focusing your attention on Four. You stood up and wrapped your arms around his shoulders, inhaling his scent. Eventually you finally pulled away from the hug and Billy's hand came to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear in a tender gesture.

''I miss you. I have no one to argue with and pretend to hate.'' he smiled and stroked your cheeks while your hands rested lightly on his hip

''Pretend to hate ?'' you furrowed your eyebrows and tilted your head to the side as a small smile adored your features. ''You didn't actually hate me ?''

''Did you ?''

''I hated you for hating me.''

''Well I never hated you.'' You both chuckled and you stood on your tippy toes to plant a kiss on Billy's lips. ''I'm sorry... I've been such a bitch to you, and everyone else.''

''Especially me.'' Four retorted and you laughed.

''Shut up !'' Four shook his head and pulled you into a warm embrace. When he pulled away, he kissed a scar on your forehead before you laid your head back on his shoulder.

''I do miss everyone's company. Except One's. He's an ass.'' Four chuckled.

''You know he actually cares about you, right ?''

''Doubt it.''

''I swear ! He was shit scared the night you got shot.''

''Really?''

''I swear.'' Four answered and you laughed, pulling away from the hug, your hands resting on his hips.''How's your wound, by the way?'' he asked, motioning to your waist.

''It's looking good.'' you shrugged.

''Does Five still makes sure it's healing properly?'' he asked and you chuckled, tilting your head to the side as a wide grin spread across your lips.

''Yes Billy, she does. I'm fine, I promise.'' you answered as you cupped his cheeks and pecked his lips. A small giggle escaped your lips as he pulled you closer and pressed his lips back against yours in a soft enduring kiss. You jumped a little when his cold fingers brushed over your skin and you sighed softly when he detached his lips from yours and started leaving soft kisses along your neck. Your hands slowly slipped to the back of his neck, stroking it gently as your eyes fluttered shut. After a moment, Billy eventually pulled away and placed a final kiss on your lips.

''I gotta go. They're probably waiting for me.'' he said, moving a strand of hair behind your ear. ''I love you, Y/N.''

''I love you too. Be careful, okay?''

With that, Billy left your trailer to go on yet another mission with the team. But little did you know that was the last time you'd ever see him walk through that door. 

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Alive Again - Billy/Four x reader

TW: Language, Blood

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"Eight, I need a hand !"

"Well I'm kind of busy right now. Why don't you ask Five?" You spat, still keeping an eye on your target from behind your sniper rifle. Four groaned at your answer and you rolled your eyes, holding your weapon firmly.

"Come on Eight, now's not the time to be a little bitch! I need backup!"

"Fuck you, Four."

"For God's sake can you two shut up already? I feel like i'm working with actual children!" One barked from the other side of the mic, and you could tell he was definitely getting angry at your childish attitude. There wasn't a day where you and Four weren't fighting, and every mission ended with you two yelling at each other for the silliest reasons.

"Eight, you go help Four, end of discussion." One continued.

"I'm on the other side of the goddamn building, how the fuck am I supposed to make it without dying !" You yelled, clearly loosing your patience as well.

"Two's got you covered, you're not dying today, got it? Now get a hold of yourself and go!" You let out a loud sigh and checked your surroundings carefully before running reluctantly towards the opposite direction of your target. You hated being given a task out of nowhere. You weren't very self-assured so everything you did had to be planned or you just weren't ready for it. The thing is, One didn't seem to get it and that pissed you off more than anything.

Your race against time was abruptly interrupted as soon as you stepped inside one of the building's luxurious rooms; a guard bursted in the room at the same time as you and aimed his gun at you, his finger firmly placed around the trigger.

That's it. I'm dying today. You thought.

The guy took a step closer to you, the grip on his gun tighter than it was seconds ago making you hold your hands up in defense.

"Drop your gun." the man threatened and you shook your head no.

"I said drop your fucking gun!" before you could even process what was happening, a loud bang was heard and the man's dead body fell on the floor, making you scream. His head was half gone and he was already laying in a pool of his own blood. You let out a scream in horror. "Holy fucking shit!"

"You're welcome." Two said, exhaling a deep sigh of relief. "Almost missed him." She tried to joke, but you weren't in the mood for that. Without letting yourself think too much, you swallowed hard and started running as fast as you could. You were used to seeing dead people since you joined the Underground but it was never easy to witness. You might have been declared dead but your feelings definitely didn't die with that part of you.

"Why did I get myself into this?" you whispered to yourself before continuing your way to find Four. You couldn't help but have some regrets about joining the Underground. Watching your family mourn you at your own funeral was one of the hardest thing to do, and you often felt like all of this wasn't worth it. Most of your missions were complete disasters, and the fact that all of you were still alive to this day was a miracle.

xx

After running for what seemed an eternity, you finally reached the opposite side of the building where Four was supposed to be.

"Alright asshole, back to you. Where are you?" you called.

No answer

"Four! Do you copy?"

"Eight-." his mic was crackling. He was in trouble. Just by hearing him say your code name, you could tell he was breathless, almost struggling to speak. You let out a gasp when a bullet flew right next to you, and you rushed to the closest safe place you could find.

"Shit! Guys, I think I'm surrounded."

"Yeah, there's three guys hot on your heels, but I've got them in sight. They won't follow you for too long. Keep running." Seven answered and you nodded before going back to making your way inside the building. "Four i'm gonna need some indications. Where are you?"

Still no answer.

"Four?" Your heart began to race when you heard fighting sounds and screams of pain coming from your mic.

"Eight...please, help..."

"I'm on my way. But I need to know where you are. Give me a hint. Anything you can tell me."

"He's gonna kill me."

"Fuck's sake...Just hang on. I'm coming to you." The mic made another crackling sound and then went silent.

"Guys we've got a problem" Three interrupted.

"God, what now?" you answered, your heart beating faster with every passing second.

"The cops are everywhere, we have to go now. They'll be surrounding the whole building anytime from now." You started running faster, being careful to check if every corner around you was clear.

"Eight, you have to come back. We're running out of time." One said through the mic.

"No, fuck this. I'm not leaving anyone behind. Just go without me, we'll find a way to get back to you guys."

One let out a sigh and rubbed his face with his hands. He was definitely not approving your decision but chose to let you handle the situation anyway. "Alright. Good luck. Don't die."

You closed your eyes tightly, realizing what you were doing. You were walking right into the lion's den, and you got yourself into it on your own.

Quickly, you dashed behind a wall, hiding from any potential enemy. You tried to catch your breath but your bulletproof vest was making it harder. After a few seconds, you peeked around and made your way towards a corridor where you could hear punches being thrown along with some loud crashing.

xx

You finally found Four after what felt like an eternity. He was being beaten up horribly, and you could hardly believe the scene in front of you. Four looked completely helpless, the pain was so unbearable that he didn't even bother screaming for help. You immediately grabbed your gun and shot the guy on top of him, and you heart sank at the sight in front of you. Four's face was covered in bruises, and dried blood matted his hair against his forehead. You held out your hand for him to take and told the team you'd found him. One, Three and Seven were arguing on the other side, but you weren't listening.

"You good?"

Four groaned and grabbed your hand, standing up painfully. "Yeah."

"What the hell happened?"

"Since when do you care?" he spat and you scoffed, trying to hide how hurt you were after hearing those words.

"Yeah, whatever. Let's go. We're running out of time"

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Back to the HQ, you were sitting in front of your trailer, watching as Five took care of Four's multiple bruises. You couldn't help but feel angry at the sight of them being together. Was it jealousy? No. It couldn't be. You let out an unintentional scoff when you heard her laugh at something Four had said.

"So....Have you two fucked yet?" Two asked, taking a long drag of her cigarette and getting you out of your thoughts. You choked on your drink, making her chuckle.

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me."

"Wha- Why on earth would I want to fuck him? I can't fucking stand him." you spat, throwing a cold glare towards his and Five's direction.

"Of course you don't. You just risked your life for someone you hate, nothing weird 'bout that. I would definitely do that too." Two answered as a smirk appeared on her face.

"Oh, fuck off Two. I don't like him. He's- he's selfish, self-centered, ungrateful and he's- he's....he's just a fucking asshole!" You yelled. Two was taken aback by your reaction, not expecting you to take her teasing so seriously. Everyone was looking at you, including Four and Five, and you'd never felt so exposed before. You could feel your cheeks began to burn so you shook your head and went inside your trailer, slamming the door shut behind you.

xx

You were laying on your bed when you got startled by the sound of your door opening. You sat up and groaned when your eyes met Four's.

"Haven't you heard of knocking? What do you want?" You got up from your bed and walked to the opposite direction of him, turning your back at him.

"Five told me I should say thank you for saving my life so, here I am." he was standing awkwardly in front of the door, his hand buried in his pockets. You scoffed.

"Yeah whatever. You're welcome, I guess. Now get out."

"What's your problem, Eight? Seriously. What's this all about?" he suddenly spat, making you turn around. "What did I ever do for you to hate me so much?" he added.

"What's my problem? I risked my fucking life for someone who wouldn't do the slightest for me, that's my goddamn problem !" you yelled, not even caring if the others could hear you. Tears were threatening to fall from your eyes but you fought hard to hold them back. Four stayed silent for a moment, not knowing what to say. He broke the silence after a few seconds.

"You know that's not true, Eight." his voice was soft. So much softer than it had been only a moment before, which only made you want to cry harder.

You scoffed again and shook your head. "Oh come on. You and I both know it's true."

"Eight, come on..." Four took a few steps towards you and reached for your arm but you pulled back quickly, as if his touch would burn your skin.

"Y/N."

"What?"

"My name. It's Y/N."

Four could see how sad and broken you were, and to his own surprise he found himself wishing he could make all your pain go away. You two just stood there for a moment, not knowing what to say. Four was obviously not expecting this when he walked into your trailer. He thought you'd be fighting again like you always did, but finding you so broken was the very last thing he expected to be confronted to. This time you were the first one to break the silence.

"I'm not the person I used to be." You confessed. "I can't even recognize myself and I don't know why I act the way I do." You choked out, as Four watched you with a sympathetic expression. "I'm so fucking pathetic I just-, I'm so sorry."

"Come here, Y/N." He opened his arms for you and you walked into them without hesitation, not caring about anything else at the moment. Him calling you by your real name was enough for you to let go and put all your bitterness aside. No one had ever held you since you joined the Underground, this being one year ago. But that's all you needed. To know that you were still a human being, worthy of being loved and cared about. You allowed yourself to sob against Four's shoulder, something you never thought you'd ever do.

"I just want to feel alive again."

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“You’re not avoiding me, are you?” (part 2) - Warren Worthington III x reader SMUT

WARNING: SMUT, insecurities

A/N: here’s part two as many of you requested !! I hope you guys like it xx (gif isn't mine) Read part one HERE

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10.15pm.

As soon as Warren stepped inside your room and your door was carefully locked, he backed you up against the wall and kissed you hungrily, his lips devouring yours. His fingers were holding your chin firmly as his tongue explored your mouth, earning a soft moan from you.

''You're late...'' you mumbled between his lips, breathing heavily when he finally pulled back. ''What took you so long ?'' you wrapped your arms around his neck, letting your forehead rest against his as his hands came on both side of your hips.

''I know, I'm sorry.'' he whispered. ''It's kinda hard sneaking out without being caught when you have...these.'' he continued, pointing to his wings. You nodded understandingly and frowned slightly as you noticed his face drop a little.

''Hey...is everything okay ?'' you pulled back a little to cup his cheek with one hand. ''Did you change your mind? Warren we don't have to-''

''No, no, love it's not- it's not that. I want this as much as you do.'' he assured you, pecking your lips softly.

''Then what is it ?'' you asked, concern evident on your face.

''It's nothing important, really.'' he answered and you eventually nodded, still not fully convinced.

''You sure you're okay?'' you mumbled between his lips as you ran your fingers through the hair on the back of his neck.

''I'm fine. I promise.'' you whispered a small 'okay' and offered him a warm smile. Warren pulled your body closer and pressed his lips against yours in a soft, delicate kiss. Your hands went through his hair, tugging a it softly as you melted into the kiss. ''You're so beautiful.'' he managed to say against your lips before kissing you again and you could feel the heat climbing up your cheeks.

Warren's lips were slightly chapped but soft and warm nonetheless as they moved slowly, molding themselves around yours. You'd fantasized about kissing him for what felt like an eternity, and it was so much better than anything you could've imagined.

''Warren,'' you whispered as his lips were now exploring your neck, leaving hot kisses all over it. His hands soon started caressing your body, roaming under your night gown and leaving goosebumps all over your skin, but you stopped him before he could go any further. "Tonight is about you." you murmured against his lips with a smirk. Taking his hand, you led him to your bed and gently pushed him down before getting on your knees, your eyes never leaving his while doing so. Warren watched in silence as you started unbuckling his belt and pulled his pants down, his breath growing faster with each of your movement. "You ready?" you asked as you palmed him over his boxers, only waiting for his consent to pull them down.

"Fuck yeah." he breathed, giving you permission. You chuckled, amused by his eagerness and pulled his pants down before wrapping a hand around his shaft, already beginning to pump his length from base to tip. You grinned when you noticed that his wings were quivering slightly, indicating he was definitely pleased with what you were doing.

With your gaze locked with his, you bent forward to press a kiss on his tip and began teasing him by drawing circle with your tongue around his sensitive head, fluttering it along a bead of precum he leaked from the slit.

''Oh, shit.'' Warren threw his head back at the feeling and released a low growl as you started sucking the head of his cock softly before sinking further down onto his length while your hand was still working around his base. You whimpered against him as you pressed your thighs together, trying to fight the urge to touch and relieve the tension between your legs.

''Yes. God yes,'' he murmured. ''keep doing that.''

He moved his hand to the back of your head, grabbing a fist full of your hair as you bobbed your head up and down, taking as much of him as you could, determined to bring him the pleasure he'd brought you earlier that day. You were humming softly against him and he moaned loudly, his grip tightening in your hair.

''Jesus, fuck...'' he groaned. ''That's...God, that's good. That's so fucking good.'' he panted, squeezing his eyes shut. ''Just like that. Oh fuck, baby-'' you kept humming against him which sent vibrations through his whole body. His eyes rolled back in his head as he moaned your name and you could feel yourself growing wetter between your thighs as you relaxed your jaw, taking him in deeper and stroking the rest of his lengh that you couldn't fit into your mouth. Your hand eventually moved between your legs to rub your clit in a quick motion, the desperate need to ease the friction becoming too much.

Warren was a groaning mess as he watched you taking him inch by inch into your mouth. ''Shit, Y/N. I'm gonna cum.'' he choked out as his back arched and his wings spread wide open at the same time, his orgasm racing through him. ''God- don't stop.''

You bobbed your head along his cock a few more times before Warren released his seed inside your mouth with a loud, muffled groan. You swallowed everything he had to give you and licked him clean before pulling away, wiping the side of your mouth with the back of your hand.

''Did you cum?'' he asked almost immediately as he noticed you take your hand off between your legs and you shook your head.

''Come here.'' grabbing your hand, he pulled you closer and you obliged, moving over his lap and straddling his legs. His mouth pressed against yours in a hungry kiss and his hand slipped between your thighs while your hands came to rest on his shoulders.

''God, you're dripping.'' he whispered between your lips. A moan escaped your throat as Warren's fingers easily glided through your folds, spreading your wetness to your clit. You tightened your grip on his shoulders and let your head fall down but Warren was quick to use his free hand to put two fingers underneath your chin, lifting it up.

''Eyes on me baby.'' You could barely think straight as he inserted one, then two fingers inside your wet heat while he massaged your clit with his thumb, making you arch your back.

''Oh god.... fuck, Angel.'' he was pumping his fingers in and out quickly and you moaned as he curled them inside you, searching for your g-spot.

''Jesus- fuck! R-right there...right there, oh my god, Warren !'' Your moans were getting louder and higher in pitch, and you were sure that you'd already woken up half of the mansion. You bit your bottom lip hard to try and keep them quiet, but it was getting harder as his fingers were doing wonders, hitting your sweet spot repeatedly. You pulled Warren up to you, meeting him with a kiss full of lust as you whined and moaned in his mouth.

''I-I'm so close...fuck...Warren, please'' you whined against his lips as he continued to pump his fingers in and out of you at the perfect pace, making your whole body jolt in pure bliss.

''That's it, cum for me baby.'' Warren worked with his hand, pumping into you harder and faster all while using his thumb to circle your clit, completely dedicated to your pleasure. You moaned his name over and over, your stomach fluttering in pure bliss.

''Good girl.'' he murmured against your ear. ''You're doing so good, cum for me babygirl.'' he continued to praise and you let out a deep moan, your nails digging into his shoulders. He cursed and you held a scream back as you finally came around him, your walls clenching hard around his fingers. As your rode the last of your orgasm, he slowed his motions and gently kissed along your exposed neck, leaving lovebites here and there.

As soon as your breathing got steadier, you crashed your lips onto his again and he fell back onto your bed. Your hands rose to cup his cheeks, rubbing you thumbs softly along them. You were breathing heavily as you pulled away, your heart still racing from the intense pleasure that had just wracked your body. You collapsed next to him and the two of you stayed comfortably silent for a few minutes, just laying down and enjoying each other's company. Warren was on his back -as his wings didn't make it possible for him to lay in any other position- and your head soon came to rest on his chest.You were first to break the silence.

''How did you get these?'' you asked in a whisper as you traced his scars with your fingertips, your warm breath caressing his skin.

But the long silence that followed your question was enough for you to understand. As you looked up to him, you could tell Warren was deciding wether or not he was ready to tell his story. He was staring at the ceiling, his fingers running subconsciously up and down your arm, leaving goosebumps all over it.

''Hey...'' you whispered as your hand traveled from his chest to the side of his neck. ''you don't have to tell me.''  You brushed your thumb along his jawline and pulled yourself up a little to press a soft kiss against his lips. Sensing his pain, you spoke up again.

''They're beautiful, Angel. Your scars are what makes you you. They make you unique.'' you punctuated each sentence with a kiss to his scars. ''And so do your wings.''

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You cheated, you lied - Four/Billy x reader

WARNING: cheating, not a happy ending but not a bad ending either, dad!billy 

A/N: this have been in my drafts for SO LONG it’s finally here 

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''Don't lie to me, Billy.'' you closed your eyes, feeling the tears well up in your eyes. Your voice was cold and sharp but sounded so broken and hurt at the same time. ''Are you cheating on me ? That's all i'm asking.''

''Baby, I-'' Billy reached for your arm but you quickly pulled away.

''Don't.'' you closed your eyes, letting your tears fall. ''All the late nights out...it was all about her, wasn't it?'' you spat through gritted teeth and watched as remorse flushed in his eyes. Billy ran a hand through his hair not knowing what to say, but his silence confirmed what you already knew to be true. He knew he had fucked up. He didn't even dare looking up at you, knowing how broken you would look.

You genuinely never thought Billy would ever cheat on you. He was by far the most gentle, sweet and caring boyfriend you'd ever had. No matter how risky the business he was involved in was, he always put your safety and happiness before his own. You were the light of his life and he was yours, until this very moment.

''I just- I just don't get it, Billy.'' you paused, taking a deep, shaky breath. ''After everything I've done for you, after everything we've been through together...this is how you thank me?!'' you exclaimed.

''I'm so sorry Y/N, it was, I- it was a mistake.'' he stuttered as tears started falling down his cheeks. It was clear he struggled to find his words, his mind still struggling to process everything that was happening. ''God, Y/N  if I could go back-''

''But you can't !'' you interrupted. ''For fuck sake's Billy, she left you! She left you and your two months old daughter, her own daughter! So what, you just....you just forgave her like nothing happened and fucked her as soon as she came back?!'' you said now sobbing, not being able to stop your voice from getting louder and louder.

The room went quiet for a moment. Billy was pacing back and forth,  repeating how sorry he was and how she didn't mean anything to him. It was clear he regretted his actions, but you were disgusted, betrayed. You were disgusted by what he did, and just the thought of it made you want to yell at him all over again. He sniffled, cussing himself under his breath as one of his hands moved to his hair again, gripping it hard.

"Mommy ?" a sweet, gentle voice suddenly called, making you turn around quickly. Your eyes immediately softened when you spotted the little silouhette standing in the doorway.

''Baby, hey....'' you cooed, quickly wiping your stained cheeks before walking towards her. ''What are you doing here sweetheart?''

''What's happening mommy?'' Grace ignored your questions as she moved her gaze back and forth between you and Billy. Grace wasn’t your daughter genetically, but you loved her like she was your own. When you met Billy three years ago, he introduced you to his beautiful daughter and the two of you immediately bonded. She loved you, and you loved her. She looked exactly like her father. You didn't know her mother, but you knew for sure that she hadn't inherited much from her, except maybe her nose, which was slightly different from her father's. You quickly became Grace's mother figure and she started calling you 'mommy' after a year.

''It's nothing, love. Daddy and I were just talking.'' you stroked her tiny cheeks and pressed a kiss to her forehead. As you pulled away, you noticed a tear streaming down the little girl's cheek.

As soon as she saw that you'd noticed it, Grace started sobbing, her tiny hands trying to wipe her cheeks dry and hide her face.

''B-but you were s-screaming...'' she hiccuped.

"Oh, baby." you murmured, lifting her up in your arms. She wrapped her tiny arms around your neck and squeezed you tightly. ''I'm so sorry babygirl.'' You bounced her in your arms, kissing the top of her head and inhaling the sent of her shampoo, trying to stop your own tears from falling again.

After rocking her for a while, her sobs subsisted and were quickly remplaced by small yawns and hiccups.

''Come on baby. Let's get you back to bed, alright?'' the little girl sniffled and nodded. ''Want me to read you a story ?'' you asked and Grace hummed in agreement, a small smile appearing on her face. ''How about that one with the two bunnies, huh? I know you love that one.'' your daughter nodded one last time before resting her head on your shoulder and bringing her stuffed kitty to her mouth, chewing on its paw. You glanced one more time towards Billy and then turned away, carrying your little girl to her bedroom.

****

''Is she asleep?'' Billy asked hesitantly, still not completely trusting his voice. You muttered a small 'yes' and he nodded before letting his head fall down. The room fell silent, both your minds filled with questions and worries. You were a lot more calm than you previously were, the little time you had spend with Grace to put her back to sleep was enough to ease your anger.

''I'm leaving in the morning.'' you whispered, running a hand through your hair. Your voice was barely audible and slightly shaking.

''W-what ?'' Billy blurted out, straightening up from where he leaned on the kitchen counter. He could've sworn his heart had stopped for a moment.''Y/N you can't-''

''I have to, Billy.''

''What about Grace ?'' he asked, his eyes starting to tear up again. ''I can't do this without you. I need you. She needs you.'' you were tempted to let out a laugh at how ironical that was, but you just squeezed your eyes shut and shook your head.

''I'll visit every weekend.''

''What am I supposed to tell her ?'' he sniffled.

''The truth. That her mother's coming back.'' you were looking down, trying to hide how much those simple words had hurt you.

''But she's not!'' he suddenly snapped, making you back off slightly. ''She's not coming back, Y/N.'' he continued, his voice softer.. ''I love you.'' he managed to whisper, his throat aching from the effort of holding back tears. ''You are her mother. I-'' he paused as his voice became shaky. ''I love you, and only you.'' he walked towards you and his hands reflexively moved to cup your cheeks, gently lifting your face up so you could look at him.

''I love you too, Billy. God, I really do.'' you blurted out and leaned into his touch, swallowing hard as your tears finally broke free again. ''But I...I can't. I need time.'' you murmured.

Your hand moved to wrap your fingers around his wrists, holding his hands in place. Billy only nodded in response, and the more he looked at you, the more tears welled up in his eyes. He pressed his forehead against yours before attaching his lips to yours in one last goodbye kiss. You didn't pull away, nor did you even try to stop him. Instead you poured everything you had into the kiss. Every emotion, every memory. The love, the anger. The two of you were crying into the kiss and you could taste each other's salty tears on your lips, but you couldn't care less. Billy tugged your body closer before detaching his lips from yours.

''I'm so sorry.'' he began to say, lips hovering yours. ''I'm sorry about everything. I don't expect you to forgive me but...fuck, I know I fucked up so bad and you have every right to be mad at me. But I want you to know how sorry I am, and how much I love you.'' he explained and you simply nodded, closing your eyes before pulling away from his embrace.

''Good night, Billy.'' you whispered, avoiding his eyes. ''I'm sleeping in the spare room.''