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boobear061 · 2 months

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Teacher And Student

Summary: Jungkook gave Y/n a private " Tutoring "

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Rating: 18+

Genre: Smut

WC: 4,309

Warning: daddykink, kissing, swearing, blowjob, jerking off, doggystyle position, nipple play, fingering, oral ( m&f receiving), y/n is on the pill, choking, spanking

~ Y/n's POV ~

Here I am running to my Real Analysis class, I overslept since I was up all night studying for the test that I'm having today and I also missed my bus so it's not my day.

When I got to the class door I catched my breath, once I am a little calm I opened the door, my professor Mr. Jeon stopped talking, he and the class turned around to look at me which made me turned red.

" You're late, Ms. ( Your Last Name ). " Mr. Jeon said.

" Sorry, I overslept and missed my bus. "

" Have a seat, the test is about to begin. " Mr. Jeon said as he's passing the test to each student.

I nod my head, walked over to my seat, sat down and let out a sigh with relief that I came just in time for the test.

When he got to me, he looked at me up and down, set my test down on the table and whispered " Good luck. " He walked away.

" Thank you. "

Once everyone has their tests, Mr. Jeon told us that we can now do the test and no cheating. He walked over to his desk and we get started on the test.

I am finished with my test, I got up from my chair, walked over to Mr. Jeon's desk, turned in my test, he looked at me and whispered " How did you do? "

" I think I did okay, I'm not sure. "

" I'm sure you did fine. Have a seat. "

I walked over to my desk, sat down, let out a sigh and wait.

Mr. Jeon got up from his chair with our tests in hand, he walked to the middle of the class and said " Okay class, I have graded your tests. "

He gave the graded test to each student, when I saw my grade my jaw dropped, I have failed the test.

What?! I studied all night and this is what I got?

I let out a sigh and saw a little note written in red ink: See me after class!

Great.. Just what I need..

When class is over I wait for everyone to leave, I got up, walked over to Mr. Jeon's desk and said " You wanted to see me, sir? "

He took off his glasses, set them down on his desk, looked at me, and said " Yes, it's about your test score. "

I let out a sigh and said " I don't know what happened, I studied all night and- "

" How about I give you some tutoring? "

I nod my head and said " Sure, I need all the help I can get. "

Mr. Jeon nod his head and said " Meet me here after school and we'll begin with the tutoring. "

" Okay. "

" See you there. "

AFTER SCHOOL!!

I am walking to Mr. Jeon's class, feeling a little nervous, I hope I can focus but I know it's gonna be a challenge since I have a huge crush on him.

I knocked on the door, the door opened, Mr. Jeon smiled at me and said " Hey Y/n. "

I smiled back and said " Hi Mr. Jeon. "

" Come in. "

I walked inside the classroom, looked around and noticed that we are the only ones in the classroom, I looked at him and said " Is there anyone else coming? "

He shooked his head and said " It's just us two. "

I nod my head and said " Okay. "

It's just us two? Oh boy, I hope I won't embarrass myself..

" Let's sit. "

We walked over to his desk, I noticed that there's a chair next to his chair, I set my backpack down on the desk, he looked at me and said " What do you have trouble with? "

I told him, he nod his head, walked over to the white board, grabbed a black marker, wrote down a problem, looked at me and said " Solve this. "

I walked over to him, grabbed the marker, walked to the whiteboard, and tried my best to solve it.

~ Jungkook's POV ~

I couldn't help myself but to check out Y/n as she is solving a problem on the whiteboard, I gotta admit, Y/n is really beautiful.

I looked at the whiteboard, noticed that she made a mistake, I walked over behind her, and said " You made a mistake. "

I told her what she did wrong, grabbed another marker, and wrote down the correct way.

~ Y/n's POV ~

I felt Mr. Jeon behind me, he wrote down the correct way how to solve the problem on the whiteboard and his colonge filled my nose which made me blush a little.

" You got it? "

I nod my head and said " Yes, sir. "

I turned my head to look at him, noticed that our faces are close, he looked down at my lips and up down my eyes, we didn't say anything to each other, he surprised me when he leaned in and kissed my lips.

My eyes widened, he pulled away from the kiss, looked at me and said " I'm sorry, I- "

I leaned in, kissed him, he kissed me back, I turned my body to face him, he wrapped his arms around my waist and I wrapped mine around his neck. He deepened the kiss, lifted me up, I wrapped my legs around his torso, he walked over to his desk and sat me down.

He pulled away from the kiss, looked at me and said " I'm sorry, I couldn't help myself. "

I blushed and said " It's fine. "

He cupped my face with his hands, leaned in, kissed my lips, I kissed him back, he deepened the kiss, and our tongues fought for dominance. He wrapped his arms around my waist, I pulled him closer to me, he pulled away from the kiss, looked at me and said " You don't know how bad I want you. "

I ran my hands up and down his chest and said " I want you too. "

" Really? " He rest his hand on my bare knee and rubbed circles with his thumb.

I nod my head and said " Yes. "

He leaned in, kissed my lips again, I kissed him back, he pulled away from the kiss, leaned down, and leave wet kisses on the left side of my neck. I bite my bottom lip, run my fingers through his hair, gently pulled on it which made him moan a little against my neck.

Mr. Jeon gently sucked on my neck which made me moan a little and said " That feels so good Mr. Jeon. "

He pulled away from my neck, looked at me and said " Call me Jungkook. "

I nod my head, he cupped my face with his hands, kissed my lips, I kissed him back, he moved his hands away from my face and cupped my boobs with his hands.

He squeezed my boobs with made me moan against the kiss, he puts one hand away from my boob, bring his hand down on my knee and rubbed circles with his thumb. He bring his hand in my skirt, rubbed my thigh up and down slowly, I blushed harder, felt goosebumps starting to rise, our tongues fought for dominance and he pulled away from the kiss.

He looked at me and said " If I continue, I don't think I'll be able to stop. "

" Who wants you to stop? "

He smirked and said " Let me go lock the door. "

I nod my head, he walked over to the door, locked it, walked over to me, we are staring at each other with lust in our eyes, and he said " Come here. "

He helped me off the desk and said " Face the door and put your hands on the desk. "

I did what he said, felt him touch my ass, gave my left ass cheek a spank which caused me to jump a little, he spanked my right ass cheek and said " You're gonna get punished, I want you to count every spank. "

" How many are you gonna do? "

" 20. 10 for arriving late and another 10 for failing your test. "

I shivered and he said " If it gets too much for you, say the word purple and I'll stop. "

I nod my head and said " Okay. "

He run his hand up and down my left ass cheek, squeezed it and said " You ready? "

" Yes. "

" Yes, what? " He rubbed my right ass cheek.

" Yes, Jungkook. "

He spanked my left ass cheek, I let out a low moan and he said " Wrong name, call me Daddy. "

I blushed hard and said " Daddy? "

" Yes, I want to hear you say it when I make you cum. Okay? "

" Yes. "

He spanked my right ass cheek and said " Yes, what? "

" Yes, Daddy. "

" Good girl. Now, are you ready? "

" Yes, Daddy. "

" Lift up your skirt, let me see your ass. "

I lift up my skirt, I felt his hand run up and down on my left ass cheek, gave it a squeeze, and moved his hand away. I let out a loud gasp when I felt him spanked my left ass cheek with a object.

" What's that? "

" A ruler, now, count or else we'll gonna start over. "

" 1. "

" 20. "

He rubbed my ass cheeks and said " Turn to me. "

I turned to him, he cupped my face with his hands, leaned in, kissed my lips and I kissed him back. He lift me up, I wrapped my legs around his torso, he sat me down on his desk, deepened the kiss, bring his hands up and cupped my boobs.

He squeezed them, I moaned against the kiss, he pulled away from the kiss, and kissed the left side of my neck. I run my fingers through his hair, gently pulled on it which made him moan against my neck.

Jungkook moved away from my neck, looked at me and said " Spread your legs open for me. "

I spread my legs open, he bring his hand down, caressed my left thigh, slowly made his way to my inner thigh, we looked at each other with lust in our eyes, I let out a low gasp when he rubbed my clit through my thong.

Jungkook played with his lip piercing, bite his bottom lip and said " Oh fuck, you're soaking wet for me. Is getting spanked turned you on baby? "

I didn't say anything, he lightly spanked my inner thigh and I said " Yes, Daddy. It turned me on. "

He rubbed my clit a little faster and said " Take your shirt off. "

I took off my shirt leaving me with my bra, set the shirt down on the desk, Jungkook looked at my chest, leaned down and leave wet kisses.

I bite my bottom lip, bring my hands to my back, unclipped my bra, set it aside and Jungkook said " Lay down on your back. "

I laid down on my back, he moved fingers away from my clit which made me let out a whine, he gently spanked my left thigh and said " Be patient. "

Nod my head, he cupped my boobs with his hands, squeezed them and gently pulled on my nipples. I let out a moan, he leaned in, kissed my lips, I kissed him back, and our tongues fought for dominance.

He pulled away from the kiss, kissed the left side of my neck, leave wet kisses down to my chest, he licked my left nipple, blew air on it which made my nipple harden.

Jungkook sucked on my nipple, I let out a moan, he rubbed my clit again, I run my fingers through his hair and said " Oh fuck, Daddy. That feels so good. "

His mouth left my boob with a pop, did the same attention to my right boob, he rubbed my clit faster, his mouth left my boob with a pop, and leave wet kisses down to my stomach.

He stopped rubbing my clit, looked at me and said " Let's take this off. "

I nod my head, he took off my thong, put in his pocket, I lift up the skirt, he sat down on his chair, got in between my legs, and kissed my left thigh.

He slowly kissed his way up to my inner thigh, put his hands on my thighs to keep me from closing my legs, spit on my clit, looked up at me and licked my clit.

I moaned his name, he brought two fingers to my mouth, I licked and sucked it, getting his fingers all wet, and he pulled them out of my mouth. Bring his hand down, slowly insert his fingers inside me and begin to finger fuck me.

I cupped my boobs with my hands, squeezed them and gently pulled on my nipples.

" Oh fuck, Daddy. Just like that. " I moaned.

He opened his mouth, flicked his tongue on my clit, I covered my mouth and moaned against it. I bring my other hand down to the back of Jungkook's head, bring him closer, he fingered me deeper and faster.

The wetness of my pussy echoed the room along with my muffled moans, I grind against his fingers, Jungkook sucked on my clit, and I felt my legs start to shake.

A few minutes later, I clenched my pussy on his fingers, uncovered my mouth and said " Oh fuck, Daddy. I'm gonna cum. "

Jungkook moved his mouth away from my clit, looked at me and said " Cum for me baby, cum for Daddy. "

He fingered me faster and deeper, got up, kissed my lips, I kissed him back, moaned against the kiss and with his thumb he rubbed my clit.

I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulled him close to me, our tongues fought for dominance, he won, and pulled away from the kiss. I looked at him, moaned his name and said " I'm cumming. "

" Yes, cum for me. Cum for Daddy, come on. "

I cummed against his fingers, he pulled his fingers out of my pussy, bring them to his mouth, licked and sucked on them. I bite my bottom lip, he moved his fingers out of his mouth, I sat up, bring my hands up and down his chest, and slowly unbuttoned his white buttoned shirt.

I took it off, set the shirt aside, looked at his bare chest, bring my hands to his chest and moved them up and down slowly, leaned in and kissed his lips.

He kissed me back, I pulled away from the kiss, kissed the left side of his neck, bring my hand down to his hard on and cupped it.

Gently gave it a squeeze which made him let out a low moan, I moved away from his neck, looked at him and said " Let me pleasure you Daddy. "

He nod his head and said " Okay. "

I got off the desk, go on my tip toes, kissed the left side of his neck, kissed my way down to his chest to his abs, I go down on my knees and bring my hand to his hard on.

Moved my hand side to side, looked up at Jungkook, he played with his lip piercing, I unbuckled his belt, and took off his pants along with his Calvin Klein boxers.

I grabbed his hard on, licked the shaft of his dick to the tip, spit on it, spread the spit all over his shaft and begin to jerk him off.

Jungkook let out a low moan, I leaned down, licked and sucked on his balls, he leaned his head back and said " Oh fuck.. "

His balls left my mouth with a pop, I licked the tip of his dick, jerked him off a little fast, " Fuck, Y/n. Keep going. "

Jungkook moaned my name, I bite my bottom lip, stopped jerking him off, insert his dick in my mouth, and began to give him a blowjob. I relaxed my jaw, breathe through my nose, and felt him put his hand to the back of my head.

He put my hair in a ponytail, thrust his hips, I felt him at the back of my throat, closed my eyes, and jumped a little when he spanked my left ass cheek. I opened my eyes, saw that he is holding a ruler, he spanked my right ass cheek which made me moan against his dick, he leaned his head back and moaned my name.

" Fuck, Y/n. Yess, fuck!! "

With my other hand, I bring it down to his balls, gave it a gentle squeeze, he spanked my left ass cheek with the ruler, and I moaned against his dick.

A few minutes later, he cummed in my mouth, I moved his dick out of my mouth, swallowed his cum, he bite his bottom lip and said " Come here. "

I got up, he lift me up, I wrapped my legs around his torso, he sat me down on the desk, laid me down on my back, he kissed my lips and I kissed him back. He cupped my boobs with his hands, squeezed them and gently pulled on my nipples.

I moaned against the kiss, he pulled away from the kiss, looked at me and said " You ready for this? "

" Yes, Daddy. I am. "

He rubbed his dick up and down my clit, we both let out a moan, he looked at me and said " I have a condom with me- "

" I'm on the pill. "

He nod his head and said " Alright. "

Jungkook slowly insert his dick inside me, we both let out a gasp, he thrust his hips, my boobs bounced up and down with every thrust he made. We both moaned each other's names, he wrapped my legs around his torso, fucked me deeper and a little faster.

I bring my hands to his back, gently rake my nails down his back, our skins slapped against each other echoing the classroom along with our moans, we looked at each other with lust in our eyes, he leaned in and kissed my lips.

I kissed him back, our tongues fought for dominance, we both moaned against the kiss and he fucked me faster. He pulled away from the kiss, I moved my arms away from his back, he wrapped his hand around my throat and choked me.

" Oh fuck. " I moaned.

" Rub your clit for me. "

I nod my head and said " Yes, Daddy. "

I bring my hand down, rubbed my clit, moaned and said " Oh fuck.. "

" Yes, Y/n. Keep rubbing your clit for Daddy. Tell me, how does that feel? "

" It feels so good Daddy. "

He moaned and said " Look at you, getting fucked by your teacher in the classroom. Fuckk.. * Moan * It turns me on, having to fuck one of my students. "

I moaned and said " It turns me on too. "

He let go of my throat, covered my mouth with his hand, fucked me deeper and faster, I moaned against his hand, he closed his eyes and said " Oh fuck, Y/n. "

" Oh fuck, Daddy. " I said against his hand.

A few minutes later, we both cummed, he pulled out of me, we catched our breaths, he looked at the clock in the wall, looked at me and said " Let's continue this at my place. "

I nod my head and said " Sure. "

I got off the desk, we changed into our clothes, cleaned up, made ourselves looked decent, I grabbed my backpack and we walked out of his classroom.

We walked down the hallway, he looked at me and said " Did you drove here? "

I shooked my head and said " No, I ran here, remember? I missed my bus. "

He nod his head and said " Alright, let's go to my car. "

I followed him, we got to the teachers parking lot, stepped in his car and we are on our way to his apartment.

We are here at his apartment, he opened the door, looked at me and said " Come in. "

I walked inside his apartment, he walked behind me, locked the door, looked at me and said " Do you want anything to drink? "

" A water please. "

He nod his head and said " Alright, come on. "

I followed him to the kitchen, we drank water, I looked around and said " You have a nice apartment. "

" Thank you. "

When we finished our water, he lift me up, sat me down on the counter, he leaned in and kissed my lips. I kissed him back, wrapped my legs around his torso, my arms around his neck, he wrapped his arms around my neck.

I deepened the kiss, he lift me up, walked away, pulled away and put me down. I looked around and noticed that we are in his room, he looked at me and we stripped each other's clothes off.

He looked at me and said " Go on all fours. "

I nod my head and said " Yes, Daddy. "

I go on his bed, go on all fours, he spanked my left ass cheek which made me jump a little, and he said " You ready? "

" Yes, Daddy. "

He insert his dick from behind me, rest his hands on my hips and thrust his hips. I fist the bed sheets, moaned his name, he spanked my right ass cheek and said " Yes, moan for me. You can be as loud as you want. Let me hear you. "

" Daddy! Fuck!! " I moaned loud.

My boobs bounced up and down with every thrust he made, the headboard banged against the wall, he fucked me faster and deeper, I moaned his name and he spanked my left ass cheek.

He wrapped his hand around my throat, choked me, he whispered sweet nothings in my ear, I closed my eyes, moaned and he kissed my cheek. I turned my head to look at him, he kissed my lips, I kissed him back, he pulled away from the kiss and moaned in my ear.

Jungkook unwrapped his hand away from my neck, I spread my legs wider, he fucked me rougher and spanked my left ass cheek.

A few minutes later, we both cummed, he pulled out, sat down next to me, I straddled his lap, rode him up and down, my boobs bounced up and down with every move I made.

Jungkook cupped my boobs with his hands, squeezed them, pulled on my nipples, leaned down, licked and sucked on my nipple. I rest my hand at the back of his head, grind against him which made him moan against my boob, I moaned his name and rode him faster.

Our skins slapped against each other echoing the room along with our moans, his mouth left my boob with a pop, did the same attention to my right nipple and spanked my left ass cheek.

His mouth left my boob with a pop, he looked at me, I kissed his lips, he kissed me back, I rode him faster and deeper, we both moaned against the kiss. I pulled away from the kiss, leaned back a little, Jungkook rubbed my clit, I leaned my head back and moaned his name.

With his other hand, he spanked my right ass cheek, I bite my bottom lip, he bring his hand up, wrapped it around my neck, and choked me. I closed my eyes, moaned his name and said " Daddy! Fuck!! "

" Yes, Y/n. Fuck! "

I rode him faster, he let go of my neck, rubbed my clit faster, he leaned down, licked and sucked on the left side of my neck. He moved his mouth away from my neck, looked at me, leaned in and kissed my lips.

I kissed him back, he spanked my ass which made me moan against the kiss, he thrust his hips, pulled away from the kiss, leaned his head back and moaned my name.

A few minutes later, we both cummed, catched our breath, he leaned in and kissed my lips. I kissed him back, he pulled me close to him, deepened the kiss, flipped us around, my back is on the mattress and he thrust his hips.

We both moaned against the kiss, he pulled away, looked at me, my boobs bounced up and down with every thrust, he gently spanked my boobs and said " Oh fuck! "

The headboard banged the wall, our skins slapping against each other fast, I bring my hand down, rubbed my clit, with my other hand I bring it down and fist the bed sheets.

Jungkook grabbed my legs, put them on top of his shoulders, fucked me deeper and faster. I moaned his name louder, he leaned his head back and said " Fuck, you feel so fucking good. * Moaned * Fuck! "

I cupped my boobs with my hands, squeezed them and gently pulled on my nipples, Jungkook started talking dirty to me, I rolled my eyes back and moaned his name.

A few minutes later, we both cummed, he put my legs down, pulled out, laid down next to me and we catched our breaths. He looked at me and said " That was so good. "

I nod my head and said " It was. "

He leaned in, kissed my lips, I kissed him back, he pulled away from the kiss, we talked for a bit, got off the bed, changed into our clothes and he dropped me off home.

We are here in front of my house, I looked at him, smiled and said " Thank you for the tutoring Mr. Jeon, it was great. "

He smiled back and said " You're welcome, we should do it again sometime. "

I nod my head and said " We should. Bye, see you tomorrow. "

" Bye, Y/n. "

I stepped out of his car, walked over to the front door, opened it, turned around, waved at Jungkook, he waved back and I walked inside the house.

I closed the door behind me, rest my back on the door, blushed hard and smiled at what just happened.

I just had sex with my teacher.

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shankschewtoy · 1 year

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hi.. sorry if I boring you! I’m just thinking about shanks, zoro, mihawk and koby who have a huge crush and the reader offers to help them declare their love by saying: “I really love you, you know?” And like they tell to the reader exactly the same sentence that she recommended and she just answers dumbly: “ah, I know, NOW go telling that to your crush” not understanding that they have a crush on her! You know what I mean..?

SORRY IF ITS A SUCK REQUEST!!

a/n - HAHAHHAA POOR BOYS 😭😭😭 omg anon this is an amazing request don’t ever say otherwise >:)

Warnings ⚠️ - g/n reader, mihawk questioning his life

I really love you, you know?

- ok if it wasn’t made clear to you already, this man has a big fat crush on you and he is horrible and hiding it

- but luckily and unluckily for him- you’re super dense and still hasn’t found out yet >:)

- He ended up trying to outwardly ask for your help, hoping you’d get the hint. but knowing you, he wasn’t so sure if you’d get it

- “Hey y/n! I got a secret for ya- so uh… I have a big crush on someone in the crew and I kinda need your help. What do I say to them??”

- you thought he had a crush on benny 😭 so you got super excited, giving him a hug and agreeing to help him the moment he asked for help

- he was shocked, did you get the hint? Do you like him back?! Was this gonna be the best day of his life?!

- “OKOK- so this is what I’d say.. ‘I really like you…’ and you HAVE to put emotion into it ok?” You instructed him, sitting down as if you were an acting coach (you had a clipboard and everything)

- He cleared his throat and tried to stop gripping the sides of his coat out of nervousness.

- “Y/n… I really like you.”

- …I really don’t want to do this to poor shanks

- “WHOA! THAT WAS GREAT!!! Now go say that to ben!” You said excitedly, clapping for him with a smile

- shanks’ heart literally just broke in two- and he saw benn standing behind you, crossing his arms and shaking his head in disappointment

- why were you so dense?? He even added your name in the beginning?! And you thought he was in love with his best friend?!

- oh god he was about to pass out and drink his sorrows away until next week

- you gave him a reassuring hug, giving him a positive pep talk for when he’d confess his love to benn.

- “If he doesn’t like you- well then- uh… I’ll try to help you! I’ll buy a barrel of alcohol- it seems to help.” You said, patting the top of his head with a grin

- your smile always cheered him up. The way you were so supportive, always willing to lend a hand whenever it was needed. God he loved you.. So much.

- “thanks y/n… I appreciate your help.” He said with a faint smile, his eyes having a twinge of sadness behind them

- later, benn found him with four empty bottles of alcohol around him while he sobbed on the table

- “I- I thought i made it clear that I liked y/n!” He said between muffled sobs as he grabbed another bottle of booze

- “You did, they just didn’t get it.”

- “stop drinking, you’re gonna pass out.”

- “Stop telling me what to do benn-“ *passes out*

- “You’re both so stupid.”

- Mihawk is so subtle about everything, and it’s come to the point where he has to make it painfully obvious that he loves you

- “Y/n… How do I say to someone that I love them?” He asked you softly, cringing inside at his blatant question

- perona helped him with this, so she was in the background floating around with a thumbs up

- you gasped excitedly, mihawk liked someone?! This was amazing! You didn’t think he was capable of it!

- “Oh my gosh! Ok- so here’s what I’d say.. ‘I really love you… You know that?’ And you gotta put some feelings into it! Don’t do that blank face you always do.” You explained, trying to force him to smile with your soft fingers

- He was about to throw up- why would he ask this? Would you even get the hint? If you didn’t he wouldn’t know what to do- he loves you so much that he’s afraid that you won’t love him the same way. What if you don’t reciprocate his feelings?

- he cleared his throat and sighed, staring straight into your eyes with his deep golden gaze

- “Y/n… I love you, you know that?” he said softly

- his emotions were so deep, and it made you blush slightly as if he were referring to you.. But no, this was for his crush! You had to focus!

- “That was great!! Now go say that to them, you’ve got this.” You said with a thumbs up and a smile

- Perona was screaming into a pillow from your obliviousness, banging her head against the walls as she passed through them

- Mihawk was absolutely shocked yet heartbroken at the same time, all of his courage to say those words had left him

- How could you not see that he was referring to you??? He might as well go crawl into a hole and stay there forever now- at least that’s what his heart wanted to do.

- “Thank you, y/n.” He said quietly, his face returning to the usual emotionless expression it was paralyzed to

- “Of course! I bet they’ll love you the same way, so don’t worry!”!

- ‘I don’t think you will’ is what he thought inside his mind. Perona was trying to cheer him up the best she could- she felt horrible for him! She knew how much he loved you, and she thought it must’ve been horrible to drop so many obvious hints, only for you to blow past them without batting an eye

- he would kind of stare out the window for a couple days, lost in his thoughts. He thought maybe after a while, this crush of his would go away. But it didn’t, it never left him

- you were all he thought about, not a moment passed where he didn’t think of you

- I think he’s gonna go suffocate himself now- jk

- Zoro has had his eye on you ever since you joined the crew

- it was little things he did. Always protecting you first, sitting closer to you, always choosing to be your partner when exploring new islands

- he wasn’t outwardly confessing his feelings, but if you looked at it closely, it was pretty obvious hehe

- everyone in the crew (except for Luffy) knew about his crush- I mean who wouldn’t know (again except Luffy bec he’s Luffy)

- “Zoro- you should just tell y/n! You have to tell them sometime soon or else it’ll be too late!” -nami

- he kept trying to deny his feelings for you, because he was too afraid of you not sharing the same feelings for him

- “Stupid mosshead’s too scared! What a wimp.” Sanji said with a smirk

- he’s gonna go ask you now 😭

- Nami came up with the plan that maybe he could ask for your help with confessing to someone else on the crew. And then he could turn it into a confession to you! Yes! That’d totally work! Everyone was spying on him from different angles, they even hid Luffy away so he wouldn’t ruin it!

- Sanji had to make him a whole buffet of meat to keep him occupied lol

- Zoro walked up to you, fidgeting with the hilts of his swords before he finally asked

- “Y/n- I uh… I have a crush on someone in the crew. What do I say to ‘em?” He asked, visibly shaking from both cringing at his words, but also nervousness

- you smiled at him, making his cheeks flush red, “Oh my gosh! You do??? OKOK- so here’s what you say. ‘I really like you.. you know that?’ Ok go ahead and say it to me so you can practice!” You instructed, sitting down on the top of the barrel

- he was about to break his own finger from how tight he was holding it to calm himself down

- He cleared his throat, the rest of the crew anxiously waiting for the words to come out of his mouth

- “Y/n. I really like you… You know that?”

- the crew smiled, gasping in anticipation, you were gonna say you liked him back right?!

- “That was great! Now go say that to your crush- let me know what they say.” You said with a grin, patting the top of his head as you walked below the deck

- Zoro just stood there, his heart being snapped in two right then and there

- the crew fell to the floor, stunned by your obliviousness to his confession. How could you not get that he was saying those things to you?!

- Zoro was internally wanting to curl up into a ball and cry. He was both shocked and sort of discouraged at the same time. All that courage that built up to be able to confess to you was just gone in a blink of an eye.

- He walked towards the mast of the ship, sitting down and leaning his head against it as he looked down at the ground, an air of depression surrounding him

- the rest of the crew felt bad for him… they’d never seen Zoro look so- defeated and gloomy before

- yet he still thought of you, he pictured what it would’ve been like if you had shared the same feelings for him. That weight to be off his chest..

- would you ever love him the way he loved you?

- I don’t know if this poor boy has any tears left to cry

- he’s had this HUGE crush on you for the longest time. So much so that he even made a matching bandana for you, hoping that one day you two could wear them together :)

- helmeppo was literally dying- all Koby talked about was you and sometimes Luffy. Mostly you

- how beautiful you were- how kind and sweet- how strong you were when you fought alongside him! He went on and on, much to helmeppo’s dismay

- “Koby. Just ASK. It’s not the end of the world if y/n doesn’t like you back.” -helmeppo

- oh but it was the end of his world if you didn’t love him back

- helmeppo ended up trying to create a plan to help him confess to you. He was hoping that maybe if you loved him back, he’d shut up about you (jk jk) he just wants his friend to be happy :)

- “Y/n- um.. I have a question- how would you confess to someone?” Koby asked you, his hands visibly trembling from how nervous he was

- “Oooo! So here’s what you should say.. ‘I really like you- you know that?’ You have to put a lot of feeling into it!” You instructed

- “Y/n.. I- I really like you!” He said with the pinkest cheeks you’d ever seen

- Helmeppo and Garp were hiding behind a wall, waiting for your response

- “That was amazing! Go say that to them, and let me know what they say! You’ve got this so don’t be nervous!” You said with a smile, holding his hands to try and stop them from shaking so much

- When you walked away, he collapsed into a little puddle of depression and sadness

- “Uh… Koby are you alive?” -Garp

- He heard muffled sobs and a small thumbs up from Koby, indicating that he was still alive. Poor Koby’s heart was just ripped in two, he had no self-esteem or confidence anymore..

- he thought that maybe you’d see that he liked you… But- maybe you just didn’t like him. Was that why you didn’t see it?

a/n - I’m going to give them all a hug 🥲

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runnning-outof-time · 6 months

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You know I had to do another one! 💙🥂

From the 5 word list, #16 - “Please stay with me tonight.” - with John or Tommy (that's up to you!)

(2 of 2)

Thanks for sending this one in also, Bri! I went with John on it so that I could break to the little Tommy steak that was going on before this! I also may be bending canon a little bit here, but oh well. And I couldn’t resist the silly title. Enjoy! :)

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Gangsters Have Feelings…?

John Shelby x Reader

Warnings: language, smoking, one sexual reference

Word Count: 1017

Summary: John calls on (Y/N) when he’s having trouble coping with the decisions of his brother, Tommy. (Y/N)’s quite honestly surprised to see this side of him.

(Y/N) took the moment of pause in the conversation she was having to wonder just how in the hell she’d wound up in this position. She never could have expected that her on the fly befriending of John Shelby one evening at the Eden Club would have led to showing up at his hotel room because he needed someone to talk to.

Hell, this brought on a whole new question…gangsters have feelings?

She hadn’t thought of it before, but it was becoming clear that they did…or this one did at least.

From the second she entered the suite, she knew that John was upset. She felt it. The usual energy that he exuded whenever she was around him was missing, and he wasn’t paying much care to his appearance at the moment. His usual three-piece suit had been exchanged for a pair of slacks and a messily tucked in undershirt.

The reason for his calling became apparent the second she asked him what had been going on. A simple question opened the floodgates of complaints of how his brother had been running the business; putting a much younger cousin in a more respectable position while he and his other brother were expected to keep up with the unmentionable side of things.

“You know I never had any ambition to sit in an office and jerk around over some fucking papers, but it’s just that…that’s me own fucking brother making the calls. I mean…it’s gotta count for something, right?” John started talking again, making (Y/N) focus back in on the conversation.

“It should,” she offered a comment, letting him know that she was actively listening to his plight.

John sighed and carded his fingers through the longer parts of his hair before bringing the cigar he’d been smoking up to his lips. He took a deep drag and blew the smoke out in a steady stream as he peered through the window. “And now Michael’s in the office and Arthur’s in charge of London, and I ain’t got nothin’. Tommy doesn’t care though because all I am is some fuckin’ yes man who takes care of errands for him.”

“I…” (Y/N) stopped herself before she could continue. She didn’t really know what to say. Talking hadn’t been placed that high on the agenda of their previous visits. (Y/N) didn’t really know anything about John Shelby…other than he most certainly knew what to do in bed. So she wasn’t sure what type of can of worms she could open by giving improper advice. She could tell that he was looking for it though; advice. “I’m sure that Tommy cares about you, John. You’re his brother,” she started off with a vague statement.

“That’s about all I am,” John mumbled as he shook his head, his eyes focused on the floor.

(Y/N) sighed as she stood from the chair she’d been sitting on. She silently moved over to the window sill he’d been sitting on and took a seat on the corner of it that had been left open. “Look, John…” she paused again, trying to come up with how she was going to finish the rest of her statement. She hated that she didn’t know exactly what to say. “I don’t know much detail about the area of business that you and your family work in, but I do know the man that you are. I know that you care, that you give your all to what you’re doing, and that you’re damn good at it.” She didn’t take his eyes off of him after she finished speaking, watching for any little movement he might make.

Instead of saying anything, John just shook his head. It didn’t seem as though he was shaking off her statement, but rather shaking his head at the situation in general.

“John,” she spoke his name like a breath, hoping that he’d at least look at her. She was really struggling with what more she could add in to help the situation. There had to be some reason he called her to come over, right?

Thankfully, her attempt worked, and he lifted his downtrodden eyes up to match hers. The hopeless expression that was etched into his features made her frown, and she couldn’t stop from reaching out and cupping his cheek with her hand. She brushed her thumb against his skin while keeping eye contact, hoping that her comforting actions would make up for the fact that she had no clue of what to say.

Some time - (Y/N) wasn’t even sure how much - passed before she spoke again. “John, I’m sorry…I want to help, but I’m struggling with what more I should add,” she finally came clean, explaining her internal dilemma before she sent a sympathetic look his way.

“You comin’ here is help enough, love,” he answered her, leaning into her touch. His statement made the smallest smile form on (Y/N)’s face, and that alone helped him start to forget about his woes.

“I…um…” she stuttered over her words as she tired to think of what to say next.

“Please stay with me tonight,” John - thankfully - cut her off. The sentence, which was usually asked as a question, was spoken by the Birmingham gangster as a statement.

“You want me to?” she checked before giving her answer.

“I need you to,” he answered with a reworded version of her statement.

(Y/N) thought for a moment. This question - that John had been asked her many times before - sounded different now. He needed her in a way that he hadn’t before. The thought of that made her heart start to beat faster.

“Will you?” he asked after a few beats had passed.

“I will,” she nodded, sending him a smile.

“Thank you,” he breathed, taking her by surprise as he leaned in and pressed his lips to hers. She didn’t pull back from it though, immediately kissing him back. “Thank you, (Y/N),” he pulled away just enough to say before his lips were on hers again.

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ethanlvndry · 1 year

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~♧☆FOCUS ON ME☆♧~

Haganezuka x Black!demon!reader

⚠️:Dub-con, reader is a brat, curvy chubby reader, exhibitionism, size k, blood k, P in V, rough sex. Masturbation

Summary: Y/N was requested to go along with Gyokko and Hantengu on their mission to swordsmith village after leaving Muichiro to Gyokko. She finds herself taking a liking to a concentrated swordsmith. Now she's trying to break his focus, but finds herself struggling at comes up with an idea that just might or might not work 🤔.

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"STAY AWAY!"

You've been trying to get a frightened, puny swordsmith out of your way for 5 solid minutes. Gyokko told me he looked like he was hiding something, so I went to check it out while he handled that frail pillar.

"Who are you to tell ME what to do?"

I raise my leg and kick him on his chest, sending him flying into the wall. I look around, and my eyes land on a moving body.

"Don't tell me you were just trying to hide your friend. I really thought I was about to see some action!"

Wait...what's that scraping sound?

I look closer and see the body is moving a sword.

"Wow, you're putting in so much work for a sword that I'm going to ruin in less than 5 seconds."

I pause to let him answer, but instead, he continues to forge his weak strip of metal.

"Hello? You can hear me, can't you?"

UGH. This guy's really getting on my fucking nerves! How dare he ignore such a specimen?!

Plenty of guys would KILL to have me look their way!

"HEY, FOCUS ON ME"

I whip out my blood demon art.

Sharp Illusion

It allows me to make people feel pain without actually harming their body.

I lash out on his back, but he still continues, a chunk of his mask crumbling down. But he keeps on working. On that stupid. SWORD!

I grumble before lashing out on his back again. This time his whole mask crumbles down. And oh.my.gosh.

He's gorgeous.

I feel a throb right where I need him, and it makes me want to act on my instincts.

"Don't you want to take a break from your task and ravage me before I kill you?"

...still no answer

I decide to physically get his attention. I March over to him and push his hair off his sweaty for head and behind his ear.

I'm shoved away by the puny swordsmith from before and my face almost instantly sours.

"Stay away from Haganezuka-san, you filthy demon!"

His rebellion is cut off by another kick to the chest, this time strategically placed, so that he would be down for a while.

Atleast long enough for me to get what I want.

I focus myself back on 'Haganezuka'

and rub his shoulders, watching them relax out of their tense position earlier. Still, he works on the sword.

"Haganezuka~ I know you want me~"

I find myself getting irritated with his ongoing concentration, and I decide that if I want to break it, I've gotta go all out.

I fall to my knees and massage his shoulders again. This time, my hands slowly start to trail farther down. Eventually reaching the draw string of his pants.

I untie the knot and pull out his cock. A smirk starts to form as I hear a shift in his breathing.

"Do I have your attention now, Haganezuka?"

Still no answer, but this time, my grin doesn't falter. I instead circle two of my fingers around his fat mushroom tip, and trail two fingers on my other hand to my hot pussy.

I moan out his name in an attempt to get his full focus on me, but I fail miserably.

I try other things even kissing him, but he just stays in place and continues working on his stupid sword.

I'm in, hopefully, my final attempt to get his attention. I pull his pants father down and pull my skirt all the way up.

I crawl on his lap and grumble as he continues to work on his sword, only moving his arms around me so he can continue working.

I line his tip up with my hole and let out a sigh before plunging down, taking him all the way inside of me.

"Fuck Mr Haganezuka, your cock feels so good!"

If he answered me, it was through grunts and grits of his teeth. I bounce up and down on his cock, and wrap my arms around his neck for stability.

Once my climax is in reach, I bounce faster than before, and finally, I let go all over the both of us, ruining both of our clothes.

"I never knew a uppermoon thought more of sex than consuming flesh of a human. What a slut."

I gasped at the first words spoken directly towards me from the man who I've been intercoursing with. But it's cut short when he suddenly grabs my hips and plunges into me with little to no stops in between. I Can barely get out a word from my overstimulated state.

I sob and cry in an effort for him to stop, but he won't.

And I love it.

I feel my vision getting fuzzy, and slowly, my head goes limp off to the side.

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tealfloyd · 2 years

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DOG ON THE RUN!

"Gotta catch MC's new pet~"

SUMMARY: MC is kindly asked forced by Crowley to dog-sit for a stray dog found in the NRC, who likes to constantly run away. (Everyone x Fem!Reader).

WARNINGS: Nothing more than jealousy (over a dog).

CONTENT: Most of the guys being petty over a dog. Again, I didn't have any ideas for Ortho :( Crowley dumping his responsibilities onto you, again. A little Malleus x MC moment at the end but it's very short. Also, no mentions of Crewel :( WORDS: 6K+

A/N: Sorry, this took so long, I was busy with some things and had to focus on that for this week, so please excuse me if this work ended up being a bit messy.

I was planning to do it with a cat at first, since I have two cats, but decided to go with a puppy because it's way easier for them to run away, in my opinion, because I also had dogs.

Now onto the fic~

“I can’t believe I got tricked by that crow again…” You muttered, looking for the little being that was now freely running through the halls.

You were wondering how you got into this situation to start with, remembering the earlier conversation you had with the so kind headmaster a few hours ago.

A FEW HOURS AGO

“You called for me?” You asked, entering the office after hearing a ‘come in!’ from the headmage, looking around its disastrous state. “By the Sevens, what happened here?”

“Oh, MC! You arrived just in time!” He exclaimed, a tired smile travelling up his features as he looked for something down his desk. “Would you mind helping me here?”

You approached, crouching to look down the desk. “What did you do this time?” You asked, gaze wandering for whatever he was looking for.

"Your words hurt me, Prefect, I'm a very diligent—" He was offended at first, but upon seeing your cold glare he let it pass, a little scared of this action. "I was checking on the well-being of the students as part of my diligent routine, when I stumbled with this little dog."

Your eyes widened at that. “A puppy? What is a puppy doing in this school?” Using the flashlight of your phone, you tried searching for him, but he was nowhere to be found. “I don’t see anything."

“But he must be here! There is no other way he could get out unless…” He glanced at the opened door, and a heavy sigh left his mouth. “Unless you left the door open…”

“He can be anywhere at this point, puppies are very energetic," you said, standing up while you stretched a bit because of the uncomfortable position. “What are you going to do?”

“Well, I need to take care of something important, so you will need to take care of this," heading out, he started waving, shooting you a grin. “I’m counting on you, Prefect!” And with that note, he left.

“Wait, I have plans with Grim-!” You yelled, checking the empty hallway with no signs of Crowley. “This bit—"

And that’s how you ended up in this dilemma, having to look for a lost puppy and at the same time taking care of a grumpy cat, who was walking with you to look for it (‘unwillingly’, as he says).

“Why did you drag me into this? I don’t want to make part of your… Whatever-you’re-looking-for quest!” Grim whined, tiredly walking with you as his eyes struggled to stay opened.

“It’s not like I accepted, I really wanted to take a nap too, but if we want to eat nicely for another day, then we must do this," you felt bad as Grim kept yawning, an idea suddenly popping on your mind. “Do you want to rest on my back? I’m sure it will take a while before I find him”.

He didn’t make any sound, hazily nodding before climbing on your back, leaving you to look for the creature in silence, making the task a bit more complicated.

Fortunately, you spotted him when you turned the corner, invisible to some of the students that were exiting the Mirror Chamber, who left the door opened enough for the little being to hop onto the delicate room.

“Wait—" You were suddenly reminded that you weren’t alone, as your cat companion yawned one more time before drifting off to Dreamland, shutting up in frustration.

Running as quietly and steadily as you could, you finally made it to the door, encountering the happy puppy as it decided which colourful door he should pass through.

When you were just about to reach him, he decided to jump onto the Heartslabyul mirror, leaving you with your arms hanged on nothing as you let out a quiet scream.

“How can such an adorable creature be so mischievous?” You whispered. “Wait, that’s Floyd…” You thought, finally crossing the Queen of Hearts portal.

EXHIBITING NOW IN: HEARTSLABYUL

The landing in Heartslabyul was abrupt, so you had to quickly balance yourself so you wouldn’t fall on the land.

“Couldn’t have chosen a more confusing dorm…”

Every time you visited Heartslabyul, one (if not all) of the dorm members had to guide you so you didn’t end up lost; so how were you supposed to find a puppy, which had tons of energy, in such a wide maze?

Well, obviously, for cases like this, you had to rely on luck; and that’s exactly what you did. You turned every corner carefully in order to catch the little animal, and someone up there must like you because just when you were about to exit the maze (by accident, of course), you heard some barks and a high-pitched scream.

Running towards the noise, you found a pretty hilarious yet scary scene.

Trey holding the puppy, which was covered by cake and other deserts; Riddle stood next to him, a tea stain on his usually clean uniform, all while Ace was laughing his ass off and poor Deuce trying to do something to help. Cater tried to record the whole thing, but immediately stopped upon seeing the wrath in Riddle’s face.

You decided it was time to intervene, approaching with stealthy steps, keeping your distance so the noise wouldn’t affect Grim’s sleep. “I’m sorry guys, I didn’t intend to disturb your tea party."

Retrieving the creature from Trey’s hands, you lightly scolded him, trying to ease up the mood. “You’re lucky you’re adorable, if this was Ace’s or Deuce’s doing they would be cleaning windows because of this."

After this, everyone stayed quiet, a blush creeping up their faces as they registered the cute scene in front of them.

Riddle’s wrath dissipated a little after you appeared, thing that is very much appreciated by everyone present. But a new feeling started to blossom in his interior, that being jealousy; not that he knows about this though, he’s never had a crush before, so it’s a new, and certainly a very uncomfortable experience, for him. His face is red, but for different reasons now; he wishes the one you’re cradling and saying sweet compliments to is him, and he knows it’s stupid of him to feel like this because of a dog, but he can’t help it. Maybe this ended up in a good matter because now you’re paying him attention (mostly because you’re concerned; after all, he’s really red).

Trey is, unsurprisingly, the chilliest one of the five. He’s Heartslabyul only hope in terms of appearing normal. He doesn’t feel jealous of you interacting more with the little being; this actually enforces his teasing, but how can you blame him after you did something so cute? Answer: You can’t. He helps you clean the animal, and from the outside it seems like you both are taking care of your little dog son. He is all down for domestic stuff, so naturally his face becomes the slightest shade of pink at the innocent action, making some light chat to ease the mood.

Magicam better be prepared, because Cater is about to create a whole new section on his profile about you and your pup companion, called: “The cutest animal and the cutest Prefect <3!”. There isn’t anything that anyone can do to stop this; you all must wait until the storm is over. In fifteen minutes, he uploaded around 100 photos and videos of you and your canine friend just… Existing. He isn’t bothered by the fact that you are paying more attention to the dog than everyone else, at first. He looks through the pictures and that’s when he notes that he has never been nestled in your arms before… And now he has a new objective.

Ace is offended, because how dare you pay more attention to something that isn’t him? He can’t function properly if you don’t talk to him, but he knows that he can’t just retrieve the puppy from your arms; even if he seems nonchalant, he really wants to make you comfortable, and that action would make you mad, and what’s worse, mad at him. Though he has to admit that the scene it’s pretty adorable and wholesome; and unbeknownst to him, he took a liking to the creature, playing with him a little. It ends up being a win-win situation: you are happy, and he gets attention.

Deuce had a hard time processing the situation. Like, he just saw this dog jump onto the table out of nowhere, and then you appear claiming it’s yours. His mind first tries to comprehend how did a dog get into the school in the first place, also commenting about the fact that he can’t believe the headmaster dumped his responsibilities onto you again. He doesn’t get jealous; why should he be jealous over a dog? Ace had to explain to him why he should be outraged by this, but he doesn't get the point of it, saying it was just a dog and that there wasn’t any harm try to learn something from him.

You stayed to help clean the mess that your newfound pet had caused, insisting to the refusing boys that it wasn’t a problem.

Grim must have been really tired because he didn’t wake up after all the screaming and barking, soft complaints leaving his mouth, probably a result of his dreams.

You were cleaning the tablecloth, which had a huge tea stain on it and some smudges of the previous disaster, sighing at how difficult it was to clean them off.

Ace was bothering you as always, and Cater was on his phone, one of his clones helping the others as he uploaded the remaining photos. Everyone else was organising the garden.

It was then when you heard a bark, turning your head towards the noise, finding that the puppy was following a butterfly, running towards the mirror.

You excused yourself, apologising as you ran too, following the surprisingly fast dog.

NOW EXHIBITING IN: SAVANACLAW

You passed through the mirror, glancing at the dark room to try and spot him, and sure enough, his next choice was Savanaclaw, happily hopping on it.

You sighed, hopping in as well to try and chase him faster. It didn’t help that Savanaclaw was overbearingly hot, having to stop for a few seconds in order to catch your breath.

Those few seconds were enough to lose sight of him again, and you sighed at it, deciding to walk further into the King of Beasts territory to find him.

It didn’t pass much time before you did though, finding the little creature sitting on one of the lounge’s couches, looking at something, or more like someone.

You shifted your glance towards the person he was looking at, and you were met with a growling Leona, who immediately sensed your stare, turning to look at you in the eyes, grumpily approaching you.

Ruggie was also there, a frown adorning his face as he glared at the oblivious puppy, while Jack tried to comprehend what was a dog doing in their dorm.

“There you are," you said, starting to walk towards the pup, leaving the three of them shocked. “How are you so fast? I wouldn’t be surprised if Crowley fed you batteries."

“Sorry if we interrupted you, it wasn’t our intention, right?” You shook a little his little paw, making an apologetic bow at the three students, who stayed in silence; this time, much longer than the Heartslabyul guys, and you thought that seeing a dog had somehow affected them.

Yes, but actually no.

Leona had to process for a second that, one: there was a dog in his dorm. And two: that dog was apparently yours. He’s not a cat, but he’s still a feline, and seeing the little canine sitting so relaxed on a couch of his territory made him mad; and on top of that, it seems you like this furball better than him. He won’t admit he’s jealous, and even if he looks snappy, he still respects women, and wouldn’t dare to say something that would make you mad instead. He just waits for you to stop being so cutesy and attentive of the little being, so he can be the one you’re paying attention to.

Ruggie is wary. Hyenas aren’t felines nor canines, though they are closer to the feline family. That’s one of the reasons he’s wary of this dog, and also because it appeared out of nowhere and already claimed the couch as his own. He’s surprised when you said that you were taking care of the pup, ears deflating a little because that meant you couldn’t be with him… To run some errands, clearly. Overall, he isn’t that jealous, more like annoyed, but he dissimulates it pretty well, so you don’t know he’s upset in the first place.

Jack isn’t jealous in the slightest. He’s a fan of canines; he loves sporty and energetic animals, and for him, the dogs are the epitome of this description. Like Deuce, he doesn’t know why he should feel jealous over a dog, being the only one among this group that can interact adequately with the canine. He taught him some cool tricks, and that actually sparked your curiosity due to his natural training skills, cooing at the adorable scene. He immediately backed up, cheeks burning while saying that he was just trying to control his energy, continuing to caress the little being.

The atmosphere in Savanaclaw was heavy; partially because of the two beastmen that were fuming over you paying more attention to a dog than them, and the remaining one being pretty excited about this.

Thank you Jack for being the only one with common sense over there.

You decided to stay for a bit, mostly because you and Jack were trying to train him, oblivious to the ominous stare that both his dorm leader and unofficial vice dorm leader were sending to you.

For their like, the dog ran away, probably because the heat. And for their dislike, you had to chase after him.

Quickly excusing yourself, you followed his trace, having to run and soothe Grim because he was starting to wake up, lulling him to sleep once again.

NOW EXHIBITING IN: OCTAVINELLE

“How can he have so much energy…?” You said out loud, tired by the constant chasing.

You spotted the dog faster this time, following him to the next dorm, which was Octavinelle.

Though the difference was that you actually caught it before he could start wandering around the dorm, lifting it up to check on him.

“Really, you have to stop doing this, I don’t think I can endure it any longer," you lightly scolded, sighing softly when the little creature tilted his head, not understanding anything you just said. “I think it would be easier if we return to, AH—"

You couldn’t help the yelp that you let out, recognising the person who would always lift you up upon seeing you.

“Shrimpy~! I didn’t expect to see you here today!” Exclaimed Floyd, hugging you, and by consequence, Grim, who woke up exalted because of this.

“Nyah?!” He jumped off straight to the floor, thankfully falling on his feet. “What are we doing here?!”

“You forgot? I came here for him," you signalled the puppy, but Floyd didn’t take notice of this, thinking that you were in his dorm to see him specifically.

He didn’t put you down, rather choosing to bring you to the Lounge as he carried you like a cat, leaving a puzzled and annoyed Grim behind.

Less to say that you couldn’t make it through the mirror.

Azul was confused. He was trying to finish some paperwork on his office, when Jade said that he should come out to check on something. He was prepared for anything but this. He gets why Floyd brought you, and he also understands why he is holding you like a cat, but what he doesn’t get is why you’re cradling a puppy. Even if there aren’t puppies in the sea, he knows about them, but isn’t very versed when it comes to interacting with them. He’s jealous, yet he doesn’t demonstrate this, the only person knowing about this being Jade who would totally use this as blackmail, sorry Azul. His mind has two sides; jealousy and using this as promotion because: Prefect plus a cute puppy equals earnings.

Jade is taken aback. You always manage to surprise him, don’t you? He will gratefully take every interesting action (or any action in general, as long as it involves you), and this one was a pleasant one for sure. He was cleaning some tables when Floyd appeared, about to ask what made him took so long when he spotted you, holding a puppy. He couldn’t even ask as Floyd was saying that he was the reason you came to visit, making him raise a brow in amusement, deciding that it was worth telling Azul to come and see. He isn’t jealous, since it’s just a puppy, and although it’s cute, it isn’t anything he should be worried about.

Floyd totally didn’t saw the puppy at first. One of his talents is recognising you after a few seconds of seeing you, and that’s all it takes for him to focus on you and forget about everything else. He was so happy when he thought you said that you were there for him, only for it to be crushed after you explained the whole story. He’s mad at the puppy; how does he dare to steal his Shrimpy’s attention? He should be the one getting compliments about being cute and receiving kisses! In fact, he doesn’t hold back, and demands the same thing he thinks he’s been deprived off, so all I got to say is… Good luck partner.

That puppy should be grateful you’re the one holding him, because you’re the only one that can protect him from Floyd’s grasp.

When he finally let you down, you understood that you weren’t going anywhere, sitting on one of the tables as Jade brought you your favourite drink.

It’s not like you didn’t appreciate it, you did, but it you wished it would have been under another context because having three boys intently staring at you and your puppy companion wasn’t the best scenario.

Azul and Jade sensed your discomfort, and in an effort to ease the mood started to ask some light questions regarding the situation.

You responded them, being able to multitask as you kept the puppy secured in one arm while one of your hands caressed Floyd’s hair.

When Grim entered the Lounge, it was the moment that said creature decided to leave, wiggling out of your grasp as he sprinted outside the dorm.

You stood up abruptly, sighing once again at the inconvenience, lifting Grim and running as fast as you could to catch him and also to escape Floyd.

NOW EXHIBITING IN: SCARABIA

You were grateful about Vargas classes now, since you were able to outrun the enthusiastic eel.

It seemed like the puppy wanted to go to Scarabia next, because as soon as he jumped out of the Sea Witch dorm he hoped into the land of the Sorcerer of the Sands.

“Hey! I demand you put down right now!” Yelled Grim, making you realise you were still holding him.

“Oh, sorry," you did what he told, putting him softly on the floor. “I can’t believe he ran away again…"

“He was probably scared of all those shady mermen," commented the cat, who was scratching his back to get rid of the sand. “I was having a good dream too…”

You felt bad, coming up with a new suggestion. “We can still have that nap after all of this is over, if you want."

He sighed, looking like he was about to reject the offer when in reality he did want to spend some time with you. “Fine… I can’t believe we still have to find that nuisance—"

A yell coming from inside the dorm was heard, enough to interrupt Grim in the middle of his complain.

“Jamil! I found a puppy!”

“I don’t think we have to search anymore”

Kalim is the one paying more attention to the puppy. He’s immune to jealousy when it comes to something so adorable like a pup, and he’s a huge animal lover, so combining that with one of his favourite persons in the world is a huge yes for him! It’s literally the human version of a puppy interacting with a real one; it was so adorable that you actually had to record it, saving it on your gallery as one of your favourites, smiling at the wholesome scene. He plays with him a few more minutes until he realises something: he can spoil this dog, and you can be sure that if Kalim was the one owning the dog it would be living his best life.

Jamil was alarmed. Since the yell was so loud that you and Grim heard it, he checked on Kalim at the speed of light. He sighed in relief because he found that he was okay, but in annoyance too because he didn’t need to be so loud. You had to explain to him what a dog was doing in the school, and most importantly, what was he doing in his dorm. He understood the explanation; it’s a universal fact that Crowley dumps his responsibilities onto you, yet he still feels a bit uneasy about leaving such creature that came out of nowhere in his dorm, even under your charge. He doesn’t feel jealous, but he is indeed wondering how is it that a dog gets better treatment than him.

Scarabia was by far the chilliest dorm to stay. No discussions, no exaggerated reactions (maybe Kalim at first, but you can’t blame him for screaming after seeing something that cute), just you five enjoying life.

Grim fell asleep again, resting on your lap as he snored quietly, making you chuckle, caressing his fur.

The puppy also was asleep, far away in his dreamland where he was, for once in the whole day, completely calm.

It was a strange feeling, but it wasn’t an unwelcomed one as you all took a collective breath of fresh air, only for the moment to be interrupted by said puppy, who seemed like he still had energy left, standing up abruptly to run away, again.

Your hopes were crushed as well, also standing up, accommodating Grim so he was in a more comfortable position, walking towards the dorm you guessed he will be off next.

NOW EXHIBITING IN: POMEFIORE

“I hope my instinct is right…” You muttered, passing through the mirror to see a trail of paw marks leading to the Fairest Queen dorm.

You followed the trail, now much faster because he was leaving paw marks in the beauty dorm, and you could only imagine the wrath of Vil if he found out that such a disarranged dog was causing a mess.

You were rounding a corner when you found that someone caught him first, that someone being a familiar hunter that was inspecting the creature, fawning over his cuteness.

You couldn’t even say hi because he was greeting you with his usual smile, asking what brings you here, completely ignoring the fact that he was holding your dog like a cat.

“Ah, actually, I came here because of him," you pointed at the dog, careful to not drop Grim in the process. “I’m sorry about the mess, it’s really hard to keep track of him when he keeps escaping."

You retrieved the dog from his grasp, making an apologetic bow for the disaster to which he responded that it wasn’t a problem.

You were about to leave, stopping when Rook invited you to stay, and you would have said no if Vil and Epel didn’t appear.

At least he is getting a free spa treatment.

Vil is displeased at the sight. How can you hold something that it’s so… Messy? He doesn’t get how you don’t worry about your clothes or your skin making contact with such a dishevelled animal, and it’s not like he dislikes dogs, it’s just that he prefers them to be clean and polished. He understands that you like him the dog, everyone does; after all, dogs keep being the trend in Magicam because of their adorableness, but do you really have to cuddle him like it’s your baby? He would let you cuddle him if you asked! Not even caring if his makeup is ruined because of it, that is if you asked…

Rook finds this situation so beautiful. He loves dogs and finding one happily wandering through the halls was a great surprise, lifting him up to inspect him; oh! So this adorable creature is yours? How splendid! His charming chère and one of his favourite animals? Such an exquisite combination of both beauty and cuteness! He can’t feel jealous over this, how can he? As long as you’re happy there’s nothing he should be intimidated of, instead choosing to bask in your comforting and warm presence.

Epel feels jealous, but this is a special ocassion because he is jealous of the dog and you. The dog because even if he doesn’t want you to think he’s adorable, he still wants those compliments because they come from you, but at the same time he is jealous of you because he is a huge dog lover, and he wishes to cradle that little puppy like you are doing now. Just pass him the dog and everyone will be happy... For a few moments because there is no way Vil’s letting Epel mess up his perfectly clean uniform with dog fur, much to his annoyance.

Your stay in Pomefiore was prolonged because Vil refused to let your companion go looking like that (also including Grim), so he brought you three to the spa.

He had some pet shampoo, mainly because he wanted to use it on Grim as a method to prevent you catching something, since he’s always with you, so all that was left was apply it.

He took care of the puppy while you took care of Grim, who was putting up a fight after feeling the first drop of water.

Rook had to help you while Epel was passing things for both you and Vil.

The scene felt very domestic, and all of you were enjoying the process. Well, Grim being the obvious exception.

After drying and grooming your pet and talking cat, you thanked them for their help, starting to walk back to Ramshackle, thinking that this was finally over.

Oh MC, cute and naïve MC, how bold of you to think that.

NOW EXHIBITING IN: IGNIHYDE

“You had me running the whole day, what do you have to say about it?” You asked the puppy, who only barked in response. “Apology accepted."

“What about me?!” Grim yelled, impatiently tapping his manicured foot on the ground.

“Yeah, I accept your apology too," you scoffed, still caressing the now shiny fur of the dog.

“How dare you bath me without my consent?! That’s illegal!” He proclaimed.

“I didn’t want to say anything, but you were starting to smell just a little bit. So it’s a good thing Vil decided to give you a bath," he gasped, offended at the accusation, staying silent and pouting as a way to ignore you.

“Don’t be mad, we can still continue to watch movies on that old TV I foun- WAH!—” You had to pause, trying to register the pain on your shoulder after the puppy jumped off of it, leaving you dumbfounded.

“Again?!” Grim whined, paws covering his face in frustration.

“No time to complain Grim, we better chase after him."

You both crossed the mirror leading to the dorm of the Lord of the Underworld, spotting the pup in seconds, bee-lining towards its dorm leader, who had decided to pay you a visit after Ortho finally convinced him to go to your dorm.

“Idia! Catch him!” You screamed, and although the pup wasn’t very big, he had strength, making Idia fall back due to the impact and the surprise.

Idia was scared. He was on his phone, using it as a method to distract himself from the fact that he was indeed going to visit you, when he heard a yell. Feeling something colliding against his chest, he fell on the floor out of shock and bad reflexes. You had to quickly lift the dog, who was searching something on the bag that he was holding, realising later that it was because of the beef jerky he previously bought. He likes dogs, but this was certainly a point for him to like cats a bit more; he can’t stand dog people, but he guesses you can be the exception you're totally the exception.

You immediately lifted the puppy up, apologising to Idia for the troubles, helping him stand while you still held the animal.

Idia rebooted for a few seconds before noting that you were holding his hand, hair combusting into pink flames at the action, unconsciously pulling it back.

You bowed at him, saying that you were very sorry that this happened while Grim was cackling in the background, making the boy even more flustered.

He wondered if you would think of him as weak since he couldn’t even catch a dog, barely talking in order to not embarrass himself further.

You reassured him, explaining that this dog was very energetic, trying to make him feel better about himself.

It worked a bit, after he let out a frustrated sight, saying he was going back to his room, awkwardly waving you goodbye, wishing to scream onto a pillow out of frustation.

NOW EXHIBITING IN: DIASOMNIA

“Did you see how he fell? I can’t believe he couldn’t catch a dog!” Grim was still cackling, making you huff in anger as you stared at him.

“I don’t find this funny, Grim," your cold tone made him have shivers down his spine, and he knew it was better to avoid your ire than fuelling it.

“Yeah, yeah, whatever, can we finally go back to sleep now?” He asked, and you nodded, opening the door to get out of the Mirror Chamber.

You should have guessed it by now, but it seemed that the dog wanted to explore the last dorm, managing to wiggle out of your secure grasp to hop onto the Thorn Witch realm.

“Are you kidding me?” You stated, whining in exasperation as you started to walk towards the Diasomnia portal.

“Good luck on your own," said Grim, leaving the room, deciding that it was too much effort for zero results, leading you to chase after the puppy alone.

And now you’re starting to realise that that dog may be fearless because he wasn’t scared in the slightest of Diasomnia’s gloomy and dark ambience, making your work more difficult.

Though the one that made it easier was none other than the King of the Valley of Thorns himself, picking it up in curiosity as the people behind him were shocked by this.

Malleus was amused, and then enraged. He has seen plenty of dogs in his life but has never interacted with them; they were intimidated by his mysterious aura, running away in seconds, yet this one stayed, which made him more curious about it. He comes to know why is that when you come to pick him up, explaining that you were in charge of him for the day, or maybe for the rest of your life. Light thunders started to form, the reason behind being his jealousy. Why won’t you compliment him and caress him like that? Is it because he’s not a dog? He could turn himself into one if that meant having your love and affection, and no, he’s not joking.

Lilia is delighted by this! Who would have said that such an adorable dog would find his way into a villain’s school? He literally snatched it from your arms, intentionally ceasing the thunders since Malleus calmed down after this. He treats him like a baby, and he can’t help it, it’s just so cute! He wouldn’t even get the opportunity to be jealous, it’s more like he’s jealous he can’t have a pet. Don’t let Lilia even think about getting him a homemade snack, because he will be more than willing to give it to him, so make sure to grab him before he teleports to the kitchen.

Silver is happy about this. He can’t feel jealousy when the dog is the one reaching up to him; he’s an animal attractor, and the puppy wasn’t an exception, so you let him be when you noticed he wanted to be with the knight, cheerfully barking at him as a sign of appreciation. If Crowley lets you keep it (which he probably would since the probabilities of him taking care of him are low), you are sure you’re going to visit Diasomnia with him, that way you will have him and Malleus under control.

Sebek is jealous of the dog because it takes your and his lord Malleus attention, period. He doesn’t think this animal is worth of you nor Malleus, though he only interacted with him once and then moved onto Silver so he just looks at him in discontent until you let the dog be with the second year student, which he also doesn’t appreciate much but it’s better than having you fawn over such a weak creature, it’s definitely not because he wants your compliments, definitely not- In fact, how dare you even think something like that human? Don’t you know that-

You sighed when Malleus took hold of the little being, amazed and relieved it wasn’t scared of him, sharing a mutual curiosity.

The puppy went from Tsunotarou’s hands, to yours, Lilia’s and then finally setting on Silver’s, happily licking his face as an affective gesture.

You sighed, feet hurting because of all the exercise you did today, an idea forming in your exhausted mind.

“Tsunotarou, can I ask you a favour?”

MC, he would cover up a murder for you and then blame it on himself if you asked, so of course he can do you a favour.

LASTLY, EXHIBITING IN: RAMSHACKLE

“Thank you, Tsunotarou," you said, breaking the hand holding, thankful for the teleport ride. “I would invite you for tea or something, but I’m kind of tired and I still have to watch over him."

Some grey clouds were starting to form, stopping abruptly at your next sentence.

“But you can come tomorrow, Riddle gave me a tea set and I’ve been meaning to use it."

His eyes widened at the invitation, lips forming a gentle smile. “I will be pleased to assist your tea party, Child of Man."

“Great!” You exclaimed, hearing a little yawn, coming from the tired puppy in your arms. “It seems like you've finally burnt out," you chuckled, waving your hand at the tall dragon fae as you closed the door. “Thanks again, please take care."

And with that, you finally closed it, making you sigh in relief at the end of the adventure, sitting on the sofa next to a sleeping Grim, silently laughing at the cute sight.

“Now that I think about it…” You looked at the puppy, who also looked at you, tilting his head. “You don’t have a name, do you?”

The only response you got was a little whimper.

“What do you think about ‘Goofy’? After all, you’re pretty goofy yourself, aren’t you?” You tickled his belly, and he let out a cute yawn, nuzzling into your lap. “Goofy it is."

Your eyes started to drop, also falling asleep with your cat companion and apparently new pet.

THE END~

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Mi Vida

pairing: Javier Peña x fem!reader

summary: reader and Javier are coworkers that typically hate each other, but find each other helpful in relieving that stress

rating: 18+ (no minors please)

word count:3.6k

warnings etc: smut, dirty talk, unprotected p in v sex, pet names, oral, female recieving, established relationship. NO USE OF Y/N.

A/N: I finished Narcos last week :( and I know that Murphy isn’t in the last season but I have him here because I feel like it. Loosely based on some of the events in Season 3, but barely. Anyways! This is the final part of the Mi Luz fic. Thank you for sticking around for my first one. Writing will hopefully improve as time goes on :)

3 months after Mi Cielo

Seeing him at work was different from his apartment. Both were stressed out Javier, but one was colder to you and one was loving, inviting, and warm. Sometimes you thought he was angry with you, even though it had been clarified on more than one occasion he was trying to separate the two of you at work so as to “not embarrass you.” Had you really asked for that so often that he repeated it back?

Maybe at first you were embarrassed-you didn’t want anyone to know about your relationship with him because you thought it would backfire. But now you wished for a little more attention. It had almost been a year since you two started your weekly get-together, and Susan and Amy had let you know that after that night in the bar, they could see how he cared for you.

You brought a file up to Murphy after he called you while heading back from his most recent trip out, now staring at the back of Javier’s head while Murphy flipped through the file. If Murphy was asking you a question you missed it, the back of Javier’s neck was too interesting to not focus on. He looked tense, head buried in the paperwork in front of him and going through files you had given him days before that he never returned.

You used to get on him about not giving back files, but you knew this was important. He had mentioned at his place over the weekend that he was trying to track one of the connections' wives down from the Cali cartel, and you encouraged him to keep the papers until he figured it out. He had momentum and you weren’t going to break it.

“Thanks for this, but I don’t think it is what I need.” Murphy’s voice took you out of your trance, eyeing you and glancing at Peña. He had never said, but you were positive that he knew about your relationship with Peña too. They were friends and sometimes your weekends were cut short so that Javier could go to Steve’s like he used to.

You smiled, bringing your eyes back to Murphy. “Okay, do you want me to look in one of the older files? This was the most recent intel from a few months ago.”

Murphy shook his head and sighed. “No, I’ll come down and take a look in a few hours. Gotta update the boss first.” He stood up, glancing one more time between you and Javier, smiling in a way that said “he’s upset right now, best to leave him alone”.

You nodded, holding the file tight to your chest as you walked back to the hallway that led to your archives room. He would tell you if he needed you.

A few hours later, sitting at your desk and taking notes, you glanced up to find Javier standing in the doorway watching you. He looked tired but smirked and stepped into the room. “I’ve been here for a few minutes and you didn’t notice.”

“Sorry, I was taking down some information that was left by one of the girls. Do you need something?” You felt breathless, hoping he would close the door and ask something personal like he would in your bed. He had been so careful the past few months that there really was a separation that you had asked for initially.

“I’m here in place of Murphy. He asked me to grab the files you two talked about earlier?” He looked around the room, not avoiding you but not intent on keeping your focus. He was distracted, thinking about how the rest of his weekend would go.

“Oh, right. Let me just see here.” You stood, tapping the table lightly with your fingers as you thought about where the older files were. You moved your ladder over, taking a step up and reaching for a smaller box.

The door shut behind Peña and he lowered his voice. “I’m uh-I have to take care of work tonight. I have to bring that asshole's wife back to Miami so he will talk to us and I am going to be gone for a few days.” He was nervous, shoving his hands in his pants pockets and glancing up at you. “I’m sorry I am telling you here but I didn’t want to just go and not tell you and I don’t think I will have time to see you before.”

You looked at him, stepping down from the ladder and smiling. “That’s okay Javi, I understand.”

He felt the breath leave him quickly, and he reached out to your desk for support. Did you call him Javi? At work? He had been so careful, keeping his distance from your archives and keeping the door open when he had to see you. He wanted to see you more but knew you didn’t want to jeopardize anything. “Maybe you can go out with Susan and Amy or something and I’ll give you the key to my place?” He whispered, feeling like the offer was the right move. Have fun with your friends but come back to me even if I am not there.

You chuckled, shuffling through the file box.” I don’t think so, you know what happened last time.” You hadn’t gone out since that night, explaining as vaguely as possible to Susan and Amy what happened. They never asked you again, rather having a girl’s night in or gossip session at your place.

Pena smirked, hiding his irritation at never finding Roberto (he was a DEA agent for Christ’s sake and he couldn’t track down one asshole?) “The sex after you scared me half to death was worth it.”

You laughed, glancing behind him to the doorway that was currently closed. “I might go out, but just to be with the girls, not to drink. I know where you keep your key, maybe I’ll do a load of dishes for you.” You felt yourself heat up as you spoke, embarrassed that you were willing to do domestic things for him while he wasn’t there.

A full smile plastered on his face, and a light chuckle breathed out. “That is very nice of you mi luz,” He said, looking at the shoes you were wearing today and back up to your face. You were likely going to be walking today. “I’ll be back on Saturday, hopefully before lunch. Will I find you in my bed or should I go to yours?”

It was like he was purring, and it made you squirm. “If you want me to stay at yours to watch your apartment, then I can.”

“That’s not why I want you there, but if that is what will get you there then I’ll take it.” He laughed, grabbing the handle to the door and swinging it open. “I’ll call you.” He winked, glancing out into the hallway and seeing it was clear before running back into the room and grabbing your face. You seemed more relaxed recently, and was willing to risk your fury for a kiss. “Just a quick one, cielo.”

He pecked your lips twice, then kissed you for a little longer on the last one before running away, file in hand for Murphy and chuckling at how your eyes were the size of saucers. You cleared your throat, feeling blood rush to your face as you busied yourself at your desk. Once he was clear of the hallway, footsteps no longer heard, you reached into your second drawer and pulled out the “Spanish to English” translation book that Javier got you as a joke a couple months ago, thumbing through to the dog-eared pages to find the words.

Mi luz: My light

Mi cielo: My heaven

Instead of going out, you headed straight for Peña’s place, knowing he had a couple movies you could watch while doing some dishes that you had left at his place a couple nights ago. There was no way he had cleaned it up since he was so busy with this most recent issue.

It didn’t take long for you to do dishes, and you figured that his couch was more comfortable than yours so you sat down to finish the movie you had put in when you first got there. Just as you sat down his home phone rang, making you glance at its spot on the kitchen wall. Was it smart to answer his phone? What if it was his family and a girl was answering and he didn’t want them to know? He did say he would call…

You were caught in your thoughts for so long that the ringing stopped, and you thought you were in the clear until it rang again. Sighing, you stood up and hesitantly picked it up. “Hello?”

“Cariño-it 's me.” Javi sounded out of breath, struggling even, on the other end of the line.

“What’s wrong?” You wrapped your fingers around the cord, nervously looking up toward the door.

“I-well. I need to hear your voice. I wasn’t sure if you would be there yet but you didn’t answer your phone after the fourth ring…I'm going to be home later tonight.” He still sounded out of breath, trying to act normal.

“What happened?” you pushed. “Javi you sound like you just ran a mile, why aren’t you on a plane?”

“I fucked up baby, and now I don’t need to go to Miami. Are you staying at my place? Will you be there when I get there?”

You nodded your head, reaching out to the counter to support yourself. “Yes, Javi, I'll be here. Do you want me to stay awake? Can I do anything right now?”

He was trying to not panic through the phone, but the relief he felt that you were on the other end of the line calmed him enough to quiet his voice in the airport bathroom. “Just-fuck. I fucking lo– I’ll be back before you’re asleep I think. I’ll bring food-”

“No, honey I’ll have food ready for you. Is everything okay? Really I need you to answer me.” You were scared. He had never done this before and the way he was talking through the phone made your concern increase. There had been plenty of weekends where he had to travel to find a cartel in a jungle or to fly to the States, but he always returned and would call you to visit him on Sunday night, wanting just a minute with you. You overlooked how you called him honey.

He didn’t miss it, and it made him take another breath. “Everything is okay, I just don’t know how much longer I can do this.” He felt small admitting this on the phone to you. “I’m heading your way soon. There’s cash in the drawer next to the silverware to order takeout if you want hermosa. I’ll see you soon.”

You had changed out of your clothes, running home and grabbing a bag and running back, convinced you would miss him and that he would worry. You both ended up living very close together, but if you walked at your leisure it would have taken 30 minutes one way. Breathless, you started cooking something easy so that there would be leftovers for him but so that you could eat something while you waited for his return. You were still jittery, nervous about what he meant by not knowing how much longer he could do this.

You were halfway through putting cheese on some bread to pop in the oven when you heard him slide his keys into the lock of his front door. You looked around the corner of the wall from the island, seeing his shoulders come into view as he threw his keys on the coffee table, locking the door behind him. He turned around, coming face to face with you and you saw it-the worry in between his eyebrows, the tilt of his eyes. “What happened, Javi?”

He deflated, ripping his jacket off and into you, wrapping his arms around your waist, and setting you on the counter. His head was hidden in your shoulder as he breathed deeply, working up the courage to tell you of his failure. “I was supposed to bring her to Miami to see her husband, but he’s dead. He was killed as we were getting on the plane.”

You paused, bringing your hands up to the nape of his neck and doing your best to soothe him. He pushed further into you, his breath catching. “That isn’t your fault.”

He let out a gust of air, tears coming to his eyes as he gripped your hips tighter. “Everything goes wrong all the time and I don’t think I can keep doing this.” He clutched to you, willing you to understand. How could he keep being at the root of all this chaos?

You pet the back of his head, rubbing in between his shoulders and quietly cooing at him as he continued to cry. “It’s okay Javi, we can just relax tonight. I have food–”

“It isn’t okay!” He exclaimed, bringing his eyes to yours and grabbing at your face to make you look at him. “I’ve hurt so many people in the process of catching these assholes in a country that doesn’t even give a shit–”

“Listen to me.” You grabbed his arms, stopping him in his tracks. His eyes were already swollen and red-rimmed with tears. “You can do what you want about leaving, but don’t think for a second that this is your fault. One way or another people were going to get hurt, whether or not you were in the position you are in now. You have done what you can to do what needs to be done and if you need to remove yourself from all of this then you’re allowed to do that.”

He watched you speak, waited for you to finish, and sighed, leaning his forehead against yours. He couldn’t believe that you were here for him right now, soothing him, cooking for him. He saw your bag that was in the hallway when he first arrived and he hoped you weren’t planning on leaving-he couldn’t be alone. “Okay.” I love you. “You’re right, we should just relax. Why didn’t you order takeout?” Thank you for cooking for me. “I told you where the money was.” Don’t leave me.

You smiled, patting his shoulder. “I thought pasta would be easier.”

He leaned back, glancing down at your lips and giving you a quick peck. “Will it be okay to leave it unattended for a minute?” He asked, fingers dancing along your hips and pushing the shirt you were wearing up. “I have an appetizer in mind.”

You let out a giggle, spreading your legs more and leaning back on your hands. “Let me set the timer for the bread and see if we can beat it?” You knew this was a distraction, and all you wanted was to make him happy.

He smiled, pulling at his tie and kicking off his shoes. “Better hurry cariño, I’ll start without you.” He disappeared into his bedroom, taking off his shirt first and hearing you laughing as you reached for his timer. Hearing your laugh made him smile, his hands coming to the button of his jeans as you walked into the room. He grabbed at you, growling playfully to hear you giggle again and falling onto the bed with you in a heated kiss.

His movements were frantic, reaching into your shorts and finding you already wet for him. “Mi luz you’re already drenched. All for me?”

His breath was heavy on your neck, your hands finding purchase in his hair and messing up his gelled waves. You flipped back to the same page in that translation book in your head and smiled. “For you, always.”

He groaned, ready to sob at the thought that you were only his. He could always admit to you his feelings when he was buried inside you, but were you able to do the same? His hands retreated, grabbing at the waistband and helping you shimmy out of the shorts and underwear, spreading your legs and inhaling deeply.

Your legs tingled as he grabbed at them, spreading you apart and making eye contact with you as he leaned down with the tip of his tongue, connecting with your clit. With barely any pressure, he circled it, keeping your attention as he squeezed your inner thighs.

He groaned, closing his eyes as his tongue dipped down to your entrance and in, reaching inside you and back out, spreading your wetness. He did this over and over again, silently listening to you whimper and feeling you squirm as his beard and mustache got wet. He turned his head and kissed each thigh, letting you feel how wet you were, his facial hair dragging on your skin. Your legs shook with need, reaching down and grabbing at the top of his head making him smirk. “Does it feel good?”

“Yes-please keep going.” You were quick to respond, pulling his head closer to you and watching his tongue reach back out to your clit. You didn’t notice his hand slide up your thigh as he moved two fingers around where you made a mess, sinking them into you and holding you open for him.

“Have a timer we have to beat don’t we?” He mumbled, suddenly sucking your bud into his mouth and smirking at how you jumped.

“Maybe 15 minutes left on the clock.” You whispered, leaning your head back and sighing deeply.

“Plenty of time, baby.” He groaned into you, pulling you closer to him as you started to squirm away, fingers rhythmically pushing into you, looking up to see your throat exposed, blush creeping up slowly as your breathing increased. “I think we will even have time to spare won’t we?”

“Y-yes.” You looked back down at him, brown eyes already on you and tilting up in a smile and you felt a rush of confidence. “You look amazing like this, mi vida.”

Javier felt his world stop, watching the smirk grow on your face into a smile and then into a whimper, biting your bottom lip as you grew anxious with the continued pumping of his fingers. He pulled away, face messy with your wetness, and paused his fingers still inside you. “What did you say?”

You hesitated, wanting to laugh at how shocked he was but also suddenly nervous. Did you say it wrong? “Uh, mi vida? Is that the right-”

“I’m your soul?” He choked, feeling tears come to his eyes again. When did he become such a crybaby? “Do you mean that?”

Your eyes softened, looking down at his hand still inside you, and pushed your hips down further onto them. “I don’t say things I don’t mean, Javi. Do you say things you mean?”

He couldn’t speak, just staring at you as you unintentionally bucked your hips and whined, watching your eyes race between his own and his hand. “I mean every word I say to you.” He groaned, pulling his fingers out of you even though you sighed in protest, leaning up to be at eye level with you. “You’ve been reading that book, haven’t you?”

You laughed, wrapping your arms around his shoulders and widening your legs for him to slot between them. “I have pages marked so I can refresh my memory when you say something.”

He leaned forward to kiss you, pausing as you let him explore your mouth, cradling your face in his hand. He hiked your legs up around his waist, pulling back to watch your face as he sunk into you. “So you know then-” he groaned, holding your hip still as he started a slow rhythm. “You know that you’re the light in my life?” He pushed hard into you, wanting to hear your breath catch for a moment. “That you’re my everything?”

You smiled, loving the feeling of him inside you. You felt your throat catch when you went to respond, instead moaning and reaching up and grabbing what hair you could at the nape of his neck.

“Answer me.” He demanded, picking up speed at the pull of your fingers in his hair, wanting to feel you pull harder.

“Yes.” Absolutely breathless. “You’re my everything too, Javi.”

He closed his eyes, feeling like he was losing his mind. He continued to pump into you, leaning himself back to watch as he disappeared into you again and again. “You look absolutely filthy like this baby. You take me so well, such a good girl. Mine, aren’t you?”

You preened, nodding at his question and grabbing onto his arms for support as you felt your release begin. You couldn’t control yourself around him anymore, always enjoying your time with him and then losing yourself before you even had a chance to pull in the reins. He enjoyed watching you lose control, vaguely hearing the timer in the kitchen as you cried out. He was close too, falling over the edge after watching you in bliss, stuttering his thrusts inside of you.

When you both caught your breath, he stood on wobbly legs, laughing and running to the kitchen to turn off the oven and stovetop. When he returned, half soft and hair a mess, he watched as you sat up, eyes glazed over in relaxation. You smiled at him, reaching out your hand for him to join you.

He sat next to you, leaning into your neck to kiss you lightly. “I can’t stay with the DEA but I want to stay with you.” He swallowed roughly, feeling that he needed to explain more but wanted you to already know.

You looked at him, tilting your head and sighing. “Then leave the DEA. You’ll still have me-I’ll be here.” You knew. He was at the end of his rope with this job, and you would be there to support him.

He chuckled, reaching for his shirt on the floor. “Well mi luz, then you’re stuck with me.”

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lovintasteslike · 10 months

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Stone Cold Under Your Feet

One where drunk actions have harsh consequences

Word count: 700+

a/n: now whyd this actually take me so long. the ending is so trash. also I just saw a pic of niall getting kfc with basil standing behind him idk why that's so funny to me. anyways send me requests plsss

You wake to a sharp ringing and a glow illuminating the room from your bedside table, interrupting your dream of...who knows what. You think it must have been a good one as your brain tries to grasp onto sleep again.

Your arm remains sprawled onto your right hand side of the bed, Niall's side, as your brain processes the noise coming from behind you.

Once the ringing subsided, your eyes start to droop, breathing slowing, until you perk up, finally realizing that Niall hasn't come home from his night out with the boys.

Thought finally enters your brain as you reach your hand back in the direction of your phone, mindlessly trying to find it in the dark of your bedroom. You brush your fingers along it, then grasp it, bringing it to your face. Your eyes squint to adjust to the light. As you click on the 'missed call' notification, Deo's caller id returns to the screen.

You slide your finger across the screen to accept the call.

"Hello," You speak first, your voice groggy.

"Ya gotta come down 'ere, y/n."

"Hm? Whaddya mean..."

"They're saying Niall broke his foot. We're at t'emergency room by Queen's Arms. Y'might wanna see this."

The remaining drowsiness quickly drains out of you as you hear the words, "emergency room," out of Niall's cousins mouth. You throw the comforter off your body and rush to find some clothing, grabbing the first thing in sight. His beloved Speak Up sweatshirt.

"The emergency room- wha- why hasn't Niall called me." In a scramble to start the Range Rover (which you hate driving because of it's enormous size), your phone falls beneath the seats.

"Ah mate, he's completely out of it a' t'moment"

"Like you're any better," you mumble under your breath. "I- just- I'm coming, okay? I'm ten minutes out. Don't do anything stupid, I'm begging you."

Before he could even take a breath to respond, you hastily grab your phone, ending the call to focus on the road in front.

...

The emergency room practically empty this late at night, or...early in the morning, whatever it may be, the doctor leads you to your boyfriend. He pulls the curtain back to reveal Niall laying on the bed, eyes shut and tugging his fingers through his hair. His leg is propped up at the foot of the bed where a nurse stands, wrapping his leg with cloth.

She looks back towards you.

"Are you the spouse?"

Niall's eyes shoot open, lifting his head just enough to be able to make eye contact with you. Your lips tug slightly at the sight of Niall's distressed position, but you hold back. You look back to the nurse, sarcastically sighing.

"Unfortunately so," you let out humorously.

The kind nurse smiles. "I'll excuse myself to give you two some privacy."

You nod at her, mouthing a thank you.

Niall sits there with his hands in his lap, one resting on his thigh. You look at him with a sympathetic glance before moving closer, taking a seat beside him. His head falls onto your shoulder and your hand subconsciously comes up to play with his hair, offering him whatever comfort you can give.

Niall, glossy eyed either from the pain or the pints, looks up at you.

"Did they tell y'what happened?"

"Had to pry it out of Capaldi, but yea..."

A beat of silence goes by before he starts again. "Why'd ya come 'ere?" You look down at him, raising your eyebrows. "You'll be tired when ya go t'work tomorrow."

You click your tongue and nod your head side to side, telling him no. "Your foot is one step away from dangling off and you're worried about my sleep."

"Ya wanna see it?" He asks, grabbing the X-ray papers from the side of the bed. "It's gnarly stuff."

He opens the folded paper and you grimace in disgust at the sight of ligaments torn and misaligned from his foot.

"'M not leaving you alone at home while you're like THAT"

"Yer gonna stay home for me?" The puppy dog eyes stared lovingly at your face. "Awww," he says, placing a hand over his heart. He squeezes you tight in a hug. "Love ya so much, petal."

You groan. "God, you're so insufferable," rolling your eyes, dramatically.

"Ya love me. Want to take care of me. Ya love when 'm a li'l stupid after a few pints."

You cross your arms over your chest.

"Keep at it and I'll whack you so hard, you'll stay stupid."

"Oop- yes ma'am"

You raise your eyebrows at him, a breath of laughter escaping both of your lungs as Niall's head falls onto your shoulder. Peace consuming the both of you, despite this ridiculous situation.

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desswright29 · 10 months

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Calm Before The Storm

Pairing: Shuri Udaku/ Reader/ Riri Williams

Contains: Angst, Fluff, Jealousy

Word Count: 2.5k

A/N: There are easter eggs all over this chapter. If you don’t read this one you’re probably gonna be hella lost for the rest of the story lol. Enjoy!

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Shuri stood at the office door rebuttoning her shirt. Riri watched her distraught, eyes glassed over “Wow Shuri. What the fuck.” The pain was apparent in her voice. Shuri rubbed a hand down her face making her way over to her. “Don’t do that Ri. What would you have had me do?” Riri scoffed. “Well first I would’ve had you at the very least close the door, but not fucking her at all would’ve sufficed.” She says clearly pissed. “Ri, we’re not in a relationship. She’s my wife. And I mean…“ Shuri’s eyebrows raised and she licked her bottom lip followed by a seductive bite. “You saw her.” Riri snorted. “You gotta be fucking kidding me Shuri! If she’s so fucking amaaaaazing why am I here!” Eyes began to look in their direction. Figuring they were about to get yet another show.

“MIND YOUR BUSINESS! Get back to Work!!” Shuri yells, and everyone scatters. She focus’s her attention back to Riri “First off lower your voice. And this thing we have wasn’t what I was aiming for Ri! I love my wife. Why do you think I haven’t had sex with you again? It was never supposed to get here. My minds all fucked up. I enjoy your company. I do. But this is complicated. Me and Y/n’s relationship was just strained after….After the-the baby situation, she shut me out for awhile… and then I lost T’Challa, the war with Talokan and loosing my mother *frustrated sigh* We just never got the chance to really talk and heal, and I-I’m confused Riri. From the moment I laid eyes on you things felt different. I was impressed with you before meeting you, but after, you made one hell of an impression on me. You were a breath of fresh air, and I thought it was what I needed; something new. But I’d neglected my wife out of frustration, with things neither of us could control. And I’m realizing I made a stupid mistake. She’s been through alot with me.” Riri drops the welder and walks over to Shuri. “And I’ve fought a war with you!”

“And she was there for the battles Ri! I would’ve never placed her in the position to fight a war. She is my Queen.” Riri’s eyes grew big and mouth fell open as a tear fell. Shuri had said it without wavering. She didn’t blink, nor did she stutter. “You had to have known this was a possibility. You knew I was married.” She’d meant what she’d said. She loved her wife. “So that’s all it takes. You just need to be fucked good and suddenly it’s all clear for you again?” Riri approached Shuri, pushing her down onto a nearby chair. Riri straddled Shuri’s thigh. “You need to hear what my moans sound like again? Want me to make you scream my name this time.” She starts to move. “Hm?”

“Ri” Shuri Whispered, as she looked around making sure there wasn’t any eyes on them. Riri moaned Shuri’s name in response as she ground her hips harder onto Shuri. Shuri grabbed Riri’s hips stopping her. “Stop it Ri. Don’t embarrass yourself.” Riri let out a shocked gasp. “EMBARRASS MYSE-!” Shuri held up her hand to silence her. “I’m going to head home. I just need a moment to myself to think.” Shuri lifted Riri off of her lap and stood. Giving her a peck on the forehead. She walked away leaving Riri holding back tears.

“YOU DID WHAT!!” Tolu yelled, eyes as big as saucers. “I fucked her in the office with the door open, so that bitch could hear! And anybody else that was thinking about it. I feel damn good too! You should’ve saw the look on her face. Oh! And Shuri *more laughter* when she saw the door was opened the whole time, you could’ve knocked her over with a feather!” You laughed, you felt like you were floating. Liberated and unbothered. You did what needed to be done and there was not an ounce of regret in you. After leaving the lab you called Tolu and made plans for lunch, gone home to freshen up and changed into a slightly less sexy sundress. Still worthy of turning heads. You were feeling unstoppable and didn’t plan to take your foot off the people’s neck anytime soon. Leaving your kimoyo beads at home, you headed out with your girl. “You are insane!” Tolu laughed. The both of you were in the middle of a privately catered lunch in Tolu’s waterfront Villa.

“Girl, you know I don’t play games about my Shuri. Me and Shuri may have been going through some things but the audacity of her to think she was going to swoop in and save the day in MY palace! Ndicela! (Please)” Tolu shook her head and smiling. “That’s what the fuck I’m talking about!” Suddenly her face changed a bit more somber. “So…Do you think that she was completely unfaithful to you?” Sighing you shrugged. “I try not to think about it. If she had. Can I really fault her? We’ve lost so much. And gained so much reponsibility all at once. I checked out after T’Challa and the whole pregnancy debacle. Neither of us signed up for all of this. But, I left her hanging in the middle of it all.”

“You were hurting too.”

“She lost her family.”

“You found out you couldn’t conceive a child. You’d lost hope of having children. That was something you both spoke of often when we were younger. That’s hard to come to terms with.”

“We lost OUR hope of having children. We didn’t even get to process it before T’Challa was gone. We were slowly getting back on track and even began treatments for me and started trying again before the war. But, we still weren’t the same. And then Queen mother was gone.” An involuntary tear fell from your eye as you continued. “I know what I did today was extreme but, I had to do something Tolu! This girl comes in and they have so much in common. Shuri’s spending less time at home, Riri even made her smile again. I’m sure she can have babies and do Shuri’s invention some justice, since Shuri can’t carry due to her duties as Black Panther. It’s all I could think about. Our home had this dark cloud over it you know. I felt like a useless infertile, out of practice herbalist that was a waste of space, and I couldn’t help but think Shuri felt the same.” Tolu reached across the table grabbing your hands in hers.

“Oh y/n. That’s the stupidest shit you’ve ever said. Neither of you had experienced grief before. And to experience it so heavily and so repetitively, at that extent for the first time would be difficult for anyone! You didn’t know what to do or how to be there for eachother. And both of you handled things in some unhealthy ways. But you and Shuri have a love people would kill for. Don’t let any situation, or any person take it away from you.” You sniff, wipe away a tear, and smile “I’ll be damned.” Tolu returned your smile. “That’s my girl!! Don’t let up off that hoe!” You both laugh over the somber mood. “Let’s finish eating and go SHOPPING!!”

Today was a great day. You and Tolu stayed out shopping and enjoying the city all day, until sunset. Now, you walked through the halls of the palace a smile set on your face, you feeling more optimistic than you’d felt in a long time. Now with an extra sway in your hips you were ready to get to the comfort of your home, and most importantly to your wife. “Y/n!” You hear a voice shout behind you. Stopped in your tracks your smile drops as you slowly bite the insides of your cheeks. When you turn around you’re met with none other than Riri walking out of her room towards you. Her face filled with determination. “Your highness will do just fine. Ms. Williams. We are not friends. So, how can I be of service?”

“Well I never intended to be your friend. So, since you cuttin’ to the chase I guess I will too. I know what you were trying to pull in the lab today.” A slow smile spread across your face followed by an amused chuckle cocking your head to the side, and raising a brow. “Humor me dear.” Riri steps closer to you with a roll of her eyes. “I know you know that Shuri is falling for me. And I’ve fallen for her too. So you poping up and making your indecent little scene won’t stop what me and Shuri have. Obviously you’re intimidated or you wouldn’t have gone through the trouble of embarrassing yourself.” You let out a pretty little giggle.

“Oh! My little show really did a number on you huh little one. Me fucking MY WIFE, wherever I want and however loud I choose, could hardly qualify as embarrassing. Now your position however *fake empathetic smile* it’s downright sad.” Stepping forward and leaning in closer to be sure she heard every word, you continued. “Listening to someone you’ve developed forbidden feelings for get rode like a horse and you can’t say a thing. Ugh! Miserable is what that sounds! It was ssss what do the French call it….magnifique. *biting your lip at the thought* But, you know that. You heard it. *another giggle* You must not be doing a very good job with whatever it is you’re trying to do for her. But that’s ok. Mama’s back on the job. Your services are no longer needed whore. And I suggest you steer clear of any unwork-related access to my wife, or I swear to my ancestors I will throw you to the wolves and they will never find your remains.”

You were in her face now. Eyes never leaving hers making it clear that there was nothing but promise in the words you’d just spoken. Riri reciprocated the energy. “I fought with her, and I’ll fight for her.” Your eyes darkened, a scowl twisting your face. “Obviously you’re a bold little bitch. So let me swoop down to your level Ms. America, so there’s no room for misinterpretation. All of this you see. Everything the light touches in this muthafucka is MY SHIT. That genius, Royal, juicy pussy that’s sitting in our luxurious home right now is MINE. You’re only hear because I haven’t made any noise about it. And For some unknown reason I’ve been cordial with you. But that shit is over. Since you’re so dead set in challenging a Queen for her wife’s hand I’ll humor you.” You take a few steps back as Riri’s nose flared and her breathing becam choppy with anger. “And I wish you the best of luck Ms. Williams.” Turning on your heels you strut away. Giving her your ass to kiss.

Walking into your home, The smell of cooked food and candles hit your nose. The lights were turned low and music played softly throughout the space. Closing the door you walk into your living room about to call out to your wife, until a shadow on the couch caught your eye. There she sat in the dark, manspread, leaned back, head facing the ceiling. “Shuri?” You whisper.

Shuri began to speak her voice raspy with tears. “I left the lab soon after you left sthandwa. I came home, and you weren’t here. So, I figured you were with Tolu. I decided I wanted to do something special for you. I picked up flowers, and a few things to prepare your favorite meal. I was so excited. It felt good. Like we used to feel before everything spiraled. You remember us? Anyway, when I got home I tried to call you to see what time you’d be back. *a wet exhale* and I heard your kimoyo beads chime upstairs. I went up to our room and saw them on the nightstand. And I panicked. I thought you left me. It scared the shit out of me y/n.” Shuri finally lifted her head and stood to her feet walking toward you. You’re wife was so handsomely beautiful candle light glowing against her face perfectly, even with the remnants of tears on her face. With everything you’d been through she still gave you butterflies. “I don’t want to loose you. I can’t do life without you, and I’m sorry if my actions have suggested that I could. I’ve been fucking stupid lately. I-I didn-“

You cut her off with a passionate kiss. Wrapping your arms around her neck, as her hands snaked around your waist. Holding onto eachother as though you were long lost lovers. Kissing as though you’d been worlds apart. You pulled away from her lips, blunt nails stroking the nape of her neck. “I’ve missed you Sithandwa sam esimnandi (my sweet love)” you say to her. “Nam bendikukhumbula (I’ve missed you too)” Shuri reconnected your lips as your hands made there way up into her curls. Backing you into the nearest wall, she kisses down your neck. You let out a moan. This felt so good. Your heart soared with happiness. Finally, your wife was back. “That was some sexy shit you pulled today” You could feel the smirk on her lips as she continued kissing your neck. You laughed loudly, blushing from the memory. “Don’t be shy now sthandwa. You were throwing that shit earlier.”

“Oh my Bast! Stop Shuriii!!” She laughed. “Alright, But Mamela kum (listen to me).” Pulling away from your neck she looks you in your eyes. Her arms held your waist tighter.“We’re back. It’s you and me against the world. You’re my Queen. If anything happens we come to eachother for comfort. Don’t shut me out, and I won’t shut you out. Do you hear me?”

“Yes, your highness.” Smiling she pecks your lips once again. “Good, now let me cater to you umfazi (wife). We can’t eat. Watch movies, I’ll bathe you, and maybe I can get an encore.” Her brow raises and you hit her arm. “You’re so nasty.” You laugh. “Me?” She says placing her hand on her chest at the audacity. “I’ll tell you what? Make the night great and I’ll make you give me a standing ovation later.” You lean up and lick a stripe against her lips. “Fuck that food. Come here.” She throws you over her shoulder. “ Stop Shuri! No!” You laugh, grateful to have your wife back.

Riri sat in the darkness of the room, in the center of her bed. She’d hacked into Shuri’s Kimoyo beads allowing them to connect to hers a while back, and now she sat listening. Imagining Shuri taking care of her the way she took care of you. Tears rolled down her cheeks and her jaw clenched in anger. It should be her. You didn’t get her the way she did. Ok, so you looked good and were a good fuck. But what else? Shuri is confused. She doesn’t know what she wants or needs.

“I’m gonna show her.”

So Who’s Gonna go Half Crazy?

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strawhatkia · 10 months

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love you more when the day is new.

INCLUDES ! katsuki bakugo, eijirou kirishima, and hitoshi shinsou x black!fem!reader

GENRE ! fluff

SYNOPSIS ! weekend morning antics or, what it's like to wake up to the boys !

WARNINGS ! y'all live in an apartment (not the dorms), characters have been aged up, if i miss anything let me know (it's so fcking late)

WORD COUNT ! i have no clue...

A/N ! imma do a pt.2 because i wanted to add sero and izuku but i can't fucking focus so y'all have this for now !

SONG SUGGESTION ! breakfast in bed by rayana jay, breakfast by fana hues, one love by cleo sol

reblogs and comments are welcomed and loved, so leave some please ! i will respond ! 🤍

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— ☾⋆⁺₊🧨💢✧ KATSUKI BAKUGO !

with how early this boy goes to sleep, waking up before him is quite literally impossible

usually it's you waking up to him on his phone as he rubs your side with his free hand, tucking you in closer to his chest while looking the most relaxed you will ever see him

he always knows when you're about to wake up, and og i am not kidding, the boy picks up on when you're heart rate changes

but there's a reason, i promise ! kats is vv afraid of losing his hearing one day due to his quirk so he kinda asked recovery girl to teach him how to pick up on someone's pulse from their neck

after that, he always positioned himself so you would be laying on his arm and his hand would be on your neck some how cute right?

this is the best time for cuddles because he is so pliant and peaceful and warm

the moment you look like you're getting up, he immediately puts his phone down (he really didn't care for it but he was bored waiting on you to wake up)

he quietly accepts your hug, tangling his legs with yours and tucking his head into your neck with a sigh as you slowly wake up

"morning suki" "g'morning" "did you sleep okay?" "hm...i was bored waiting on you" "my bad, how long did you wait?" "not long...go to bed early" "not everyone is an old man like you kats" "shut up, talking shit this early- don't laugh-"

his arms tighten around you when you shift and he continues to rub circles on your back and rub your sides in hopes of you getting to relax more so you don't get out of the bed

"babes, we gotta get up" "hm." "we can't stay here all day" "like hell we can't" "kat-"

prepare for some soft kisses to shut that nonsense up because he ain't hearing none of it

i feel like if you had a scarf on and the knot was pressing into his face, he would just snatch that shit off in the middle of your sleep and either redo it or put a bonnet on for you

"kats...where's my scarf?" "hm? i took it off" WHAT-" "the damn knot was hurting my face" "...i oughta whoop yo ass" "oh shut up, i know you feel that damn bonnet on your head ! it's not like i left your head unprotected !"

how he gets away with taking it off without you noticing is a mystery (and a profound skill)

when it comes to breakfast, he is definitely making it and no you can't help

"one of these days you'll get tired of making breakfast every morning we have off" "dumbass, if that day comes i'm either sick or you need to come knock some sense into me" "i can cook, kats, you do know that right?" "i didn't ask, you do know that right?" "aight, nigga-"

he'll never say it out loud, but you're his girl and he's supposed to take care of you so breakfast is the least he can do; plus you're still sleepy, he doesn't want you to burn yourself (never mind the years you spent making breakfast for yourself)

big on french toast with brioche bread just because he can and he loves the way you struggle a lil to bite into that thick ass piece a bread ; you stuffing your face with food he cooked always makes him happy

(if you're the type of person that dances or hums or makes a face when eating good food, just know he's looking for that cue and won't be satisfied until sees it)

also food = love pipeline !

— ☾⋆⁺₊🐈‍⬛🌀✧ HITOSHI SHINSOU !

you always wake up first, always

toshi has trouble sleeping most days and with him being a stealth hero, sleep often alludes him

sleeping with you helps as much as it can but he still struggles sometimes so in the morning, you let him sleep as long as he wants

i'd like to think that he runs a little cold most nights so the bed being warm is important to him sleeping peacefully so in the morning when you wake up, you don't get out of the bed too quickly

he's such a cat, even in his sleep, so cuddling with him will get you an immediate response; if you tuck him into you chest and rub his back, he'll snuggle closer to you and sigh, relaxing even further into your hold ; if you kiss his forehead and rub his side, he'll roll into your touch; if you try to spoon him and nuzzle into his back, he'll hold your arms in his hands, stroking his thumb against your forearm

blankets *

it's getting out of bed that is incredibly hard because there's a chance he'll wake up which we don't want= mf needs sleep ; even if he sleeps for a little while long, he'll notice the bed get cold almost immediately

technically, this is the morning but y'all don't roll out the bed until noon because toshi needs sleep and you'll feel bad if you wake him before he actually gets up

great cuddler tho !

— ☾⋆⁺₊ 🦈🪨✧ EIJIROU KIRISHIMA !

one of the few times, his hair isn't trying to impale everything near it

despite how much gel the boy puts into his hair, his hair is very soft and fluff (also do to the fact you make him take better care of his hair bc whew-)

smooth, silky, and soft ! it's hard not to touch as soon as you wake up because it's just right in front of your face and so you run your hands through it (kiri definitely wakes up the moment you start stroking his hair but like hell he's moving away, to relaxed to move)

when he does want to wake up, he stretches very slowly before letting out the loudest groan and popping every bone down his spinal cord

"well damn, kiri, you good" "never better" "okay well don't break your back, old man, we ain't even got out the bed yet" yea haha very funny"

another cuddle bug but definitely more aggressive, pulling you on top of him and wrapping his arms around you while kissing your cheeks multiple times, laughing when you groan or yell at him to put you down

he doesn't

i envision kiri as the type to just go back to sleep as soon as he's comfortable again so getting out of the bed is a very long affair

even so, he does not stop trying to kiss you anywhere he can reach (ofc a lil softer than before) and humming when you kiss him back

he's just so soft and loving in the morning, shit is almost overwhelming

just letting you know, i fully believe that if you let him start or start it yourself, he'll kiss you the entire morning and start tearing up because he just loves you so much

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the-little-ewok · 11 months

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I've never done a request before! Could you do tummy kisses with a plus size reader? I'm always down for nsfw but you decide where it goes! Please and thank you 😁

- @mandinlore

Every inch of you

Santiago Garcia X Plus size F!Reader

Rating : E / 18+

Word count : 2300 (ish)

Warnings : Reader is plus size, Explicit, Oral (f- receiving), lack of body confidence, insecurities, love bites, one actual bite, quick fingering, soft Santi being soft. And I do mean soft. (Yea it's cliché. I have no regrets)

Prompt/Summary : Tummy kisses/ Santiago helps show you how perfect you are

A/N : Keep the prompts short, she says, ease yourself back into writing she says…. Hahahaha enjoy your 2k ;) I got carried away. @mandinlore

Also thank you for requesting plus size! As a curvy girl myself, I absolutely loved writing this!

Side note - if anyone (who has prompts outstanding or wants to send new requests) wants a specific reader (plus size, short girl, specific job etc) please don't feel shy about asking! I'll do my best to write it!

"Cariño, you gotta tell me what's wrong? We can take things slow if that's what you want. You already know you're in control here. But, is something else wrong?" Santi sighs, sitting back on the couch after you pushed him away, yet again, before things could go too far. You couldn't blame his reaction, not after you had been hot and cold for weeks now.

Everytime he had tried to take things further, into anything that involves you removing clothing, you had made excuses to stop. He'd always backed off without complaint, reassuring you that he'll wait until you're ready, but you know he's starting to suspect there's more that you're hiding. God damn over observant Santiago Garcia. His military training served him too well in that.

The truth was, it wasn't that you didn't want things to go too far. In fact, you wanted very much to have his body pressed up against yours, his mouth against your skin, his cock buried deep inside you.

But for that to happen he had to see your body. And that was what scared you the most.

"Hey." His voice, and his fingers gripping your chin, turning your face to force you to look at him, rips you from your thoughts.

Meeting his questioning gaze you're struck, and not for the first time, by how pretty he is. Especially now — hair tousled by your fingers, eyes bright with lust, lips kiss swollen, cheeks flushed.

It makes you want to drag him back down onto the couch and lose yourself in his kisses once more.

"Tell me where your head is at," he pleads, his gaze soft. "Whatever it is, we can talk about it.

"I don't want to take it slow," you whisper, swallowing hard, sliding your vision away from him, even as he holds your face. You focus your eyes on the coffee table, the empty glasses and half eaten snacks, the movie still playing quietly in the background. You had stopped watching some time ago when you caught him watching you more than the film.

"There's a but coming, right?" Santi prompts when you lapse into silence.

"It's just…"

It's just I don't want you to be disappointed.

It's just I don't look like your exes.

It's just I don't think you'll want me.

You trail off, struggling to find the words to explain your fears.

"It's just, what?" Santi presses, his tone still gentle as ever.

"Idontwantyoutoseeme," you mumble out quickly, flicking your eyes back to him for a split second before you look away again.

Santi lets out a sigh, although it's not one of impatience, or disappointment. It sounds more like he might be… relieved.

"That's what you're worried about? Jesus, you scared me." He gives a small chuckle, shaking his head as he takes your face in both his hands, which forces your gaze back to his. For a long moment, he studies you, a smile playing at the corner of his lips.

"You are beautiful," he states simply before his hands drop to your waist and he shifts, leaning over you and guiding you back to lie down against the couch, once more taking up his position over you, nestling himself between your thighs.

"Have you noticed what you do to me?" He asks, hammering home his point by pressing the bulge in his pants up against your core, making you gasp, despite the anxiety coiled tight in your stomach.

"With my clothes on maybe," you mumble, unable to quiet the vicious thoughts still seeping through.

"I want to see you. I want to see all of you. You don't have to hide from me," he whispers against the shell of your ear, dipping his head to place a trail of kisses down your neck.

"I don't think you'll like what you see." Even as the fear builds you can't stop the moan that steals its way from your lips as he seals his lips against your neck, sucking a mark there.

"Can I be the judge of that?" He asks, leaning up on his arms to look at you. "Do you trust me?"

"Yes." Your response comes with no hesitation. You don't even have to think about it. You do, wholeheartedly, entirely, trust him. He's done more than enough to earn that trust from you.

"I'm not going to force you into anything you don't want to do, but please trust me when I say I will love every inch of you."

The sincerity in his voice makes tears prick your eyes.

You swallow hard, still arguing with the voice in the back of your mind that tells you you aren't good enough for him, that he won't want you.

Santiago waits patiently while you muddle through your thoughts.

After a long moment, what feels like a millennia of debating, you give him a nod, and watch his smile transform into one of absolute pride.

"If you're uncomfortable at any time, stop me, okay?" He requests, and you nod again, not trusting your voice not to waiver if you answered.

He captures your lips once more in a long, slow, passionate kiss. His tongue mapping out every corner of your mouth, sliding along yours, his teeth nipping at your lower lip, keeping you breathless.

This time when his hands begin to tug the hem of your shirt up, you don't stop him.

He unpeels each layer of your clothes carefully, waiting for you to relax before he moves on to the next, almost maddeningly slow in his actions. Still, you appreciate his patience.

When you're finally fully bared, what feels like an age later, he sits back, dropping your panties to the floor as his eyes roam the flesh laid out before him.

You feel sick, dizzy with anxiety, waiting for him to realise how bad you look, how much he doesn't want you, to make excuses for you to leave.

Santiago does none of those things.

Instead, he lets out a low groan.

"Shit, you are incredible."

You could almost think he was lying, just to make you feel better, but as you look up at him, his eyes hooded, pupils blown wide, licking his lips like you were a meal he's been waiting all day for, you could actually kid yourself into believing him.

You squirm under his unwavering gaze, your hands automatically going to cover your stomach, twisting away from him.

Santi`s eyebrows pull together in a deep frown, shaking his head.

"Don't do that. Don't ever do that again. Not with me," he scolds you softly as he pries your hands away from your body, pinning them down to the couch.

Leaning over you he captures your lips, his kisses tender and loving. His hands wander your body slowly, mapping each curve as he grinds himself against your core. Each slow roll of his hips pushes the zipper of his jeans up against your clit, drawing muffled moans from your lips. Each sound you make he swallows as though they were a vintage wine, something to be savoured.

"Want to make you feel good," he slurs, finally giving you a moment to breathe. "Can I make you feel good?"

Still unable to form words, you nod, probably a little too enthusiastically, causing Santi's eyes to crinkle as he grins.

"Yeah?" He confirms, moving his kisses down to your breasts, peppering them with soft brushes of his lips. "Baby gonna be good and let me kiss her all over?"

You can feel the slick wetness pooling between your legs, the heat blazing across your skin, the blood roaring in your ears, and the ever present anxiety nipping at your thoughts, a constant companion which never seems to quiet.

Well, that is until Santi bites your nipple, turning your yelp at the sharp pain, into a moan as he soothes it with his tongue.

After that, all your thoughts, good and bad, begin to get a little hazy.

"Mmmm I like that noise," he hums, lathering your other breast with the same attention, making you struggle to catch your breath with the pleasure he was already wringing from you.

As his kisses trail lower, his lips pressing against the plush of your stomach, you can't help but try to curl in on yourself, trying to hide as much as you can in the small space of the couch.

It's a pointless endeavour. Santi's mouth pays particular attention to every part you try to twist away, or subtly hide as you move your arms.

He spends an age trailing soft kisses all the way across your stomach, before working his way back to your naval, and then down, leaving tiny love bites in his wake. A trail marking you as his over all the places you hate, before he stops, head between your already trembling thighs, looking up at you.

When your eyes meet his, he grins before he dips his head, holding your gaze as he thrusts his tongue deep inside you.

Your head slams back against the arm of the couch, your eyes squeezing shut, the image of his face buried in your pussy blazing behind your eyelids. You choke back a moan as his tongue loops up around your clit, before back down to taste you again.

"Keep making noises like that and we're going to have a problem," he warns, warm breath fanning out across your already heated skin, making you squirm with the stimulation.

You have no idea what problem he's talking about, and as his tongue slides through your folds, up to circle your clit a second time, you really couldn't care less about it either.

Your back arches as you chase the warm pleasure of his mouth, a groan of his name falling from your lips. His fingers dig into the meat of your thighs, holding you open for him as he feasts on your pussy like a starved man.

Curses and praises fall freely from your lips, accompanied by whimpers and moans as he expertly coaxes you closer and closer to the edge, all your anxieties silenced by the overwhelming pleasure that stops you from concentrating on anything else.

Santi groans, a noise that vibrates through your entire core, and pushes you dangerously close to the edge. When one of his hands disappears from your thigh, you can't help but open your eyes to glance down at him, your breath catching.

His eyes are closed, a look of pure bliss you haven't seen before on his face, as his tongue laps languidly at your slick cunt, while he palms his hard cock through his pants.

You throw your head back once more with a whine, unable to continue to watch him as he chooses that moment to seal his lips over your clit and suck, hard.

The vision of him, the overwhelming pleasure, the heat of his mouth, is too much, and you come undone with a strangled cry, your body trembling, and your vision going white as the pleasure crests and crashes over you.

Even through the roaring noise of blood in your ears, and the way your orgasm makes your mind fuzzy, you still catch the tail end of Santiago's gasped curse, followed by a low, broken groan. You can't help but think it sounds suspiciously like….

You don't even get to fully finish the thought before your body shudders in desire. That couldn't be the case when you haven't even touched him.

Then again the look on his face before…

When you can finally feel your limbs again you lean up on your elbows to look down your body at him, as he, somewhat awkwardly, sits back on his heels, a wet patch blooming out on his pants.

"Santi…did you…?" You swallow, trailing off as he looks somewhat abashed.

"Um, yeah," he admits, an unmistakable blush forming on his cheeks.

"Because of….me?" You ask quietly, feeling a strange sense of pride that, even as you are, you were able to do that to him.

"Oh, enjoying this, are we?" Santi laughs teasingly, relaxing a little when he sees your wide eyed surprise and the smile you're trying to bite down.

Putting his arms either side of you, he cages you in, as he runs his nose up the length of your neck. Even the lightest of touches makes your body shiver with desire.

"Maybe…a bit," you admit, a little distractedly as he places a kiss below your ear, pressing his body against yours, clearly knowing exactly what he's doing to you.

"Good," he mumbles into your skin. "Although next time I cum I want to be buried inside you."

He whispers it so sinfully low in your ear, you swear you could cum again just from his words.

Your breath catches and you can feel Santiago's smug smile against your neck, where he's still busy pressing soft kisses.

"I'm a little bit disappointed though," you manage to swallow out, trying to ignore the way his hand is skimming across your sweat damp skin, down the outside of your thigh, before slowly working its way back up.

Santi pulls back to look at you so quickly, you're surprised he doesn't put his back out.

"Disappointed?"

You can't quite tell if it's outrage or concern, that laces his tone, but whichever it is, you can't stop the laugh that bubbles up and out of your mouth, only making him frown more deeply.

"Cariño," he starts, stopping when you put a hand over his mouth to interrupt him.

"I'm disappointed I didn't get to see you."

It takes a moment for him to catch up, still clearly trying to work out what he has done wrong to disappoint you, but the moment it clicks his face transforms into a wolfish grin.

"Well, give me half an hour and I'll show you anything you want," he winks. "For now I guess I'll go back to admiring you." His eyes flicker once more down your body, surveying you like prey.

It makes your pussy clench.

"You really mean it don't you?" You whisper as he tilts his head in question. "You do like me the way I am?"

"I really mean it," he confirms seriously, "you are perfect."

He doesn't give you much time to think too hard about his confirmation, or really anything at all. Leaning back into you he captures your lips in a passionate kiss, clearly working on making you forget your own name.

You wrap one hand around the back of his neck, holding him to you as the other slips down his back to playfully squeeze his ass, drawing a low growl from the man above you.

Santiago is quick enough to get his revenge, slipping a hand between your bodies to brush his fingers against your clit.

You let out a gasp, and shudder with the over stimulation, as his fingers draw tight circles against your sensitive nub.

"You said half an hour," you practically whimper, unable to stop your hips canting up against his hand.

"For me. I didn't say you get a break." He smirks, slipping a finger into your wet heat, drawing another broken sound from you. "I want you to make those pretty sounds for me again… and again… and again."

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littlelioncub43 · 2 years

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Morning Shenanigans

Summary: Tom ends up being late to work again, but it's definitely something worth being late for.

Pairing: Tom Grant x Fem!Reader

Warning: smut, fluff, unprotected sex (don't be silly, wrap thy willy), creampie, heavy makeout session, dry humping, rough sex, desperate sex, quickie sex, established relationship, idiots in love.

Word count: no clue, I wrote this on my phone

A/N: This was an accident! It was supposed to just be a quick drabble or thot or whatever, but it became this. I love it. I need Tom Grant in my life, then everything would be fine. I hope you like it! Say something nice! Hehe

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—K

You don't know how it started exactly. One minute Tom was getting dressed for his shift while you rubbed the sleep from your eyes, still swaddled in the blankets, the next you were straddled in his lap while he sat against the headboard, hands roaming to touch any bit of skin you can, your tongue down his throat, kissing him like no tomorrow. Tom wasn't complaining, though. The hardness at the front of his trousers told you as much.

You feel his hands slide up the curve of your thighs to grope your ass, kneading the flesh with desperate need. The hem of your sleeping shirt rode up around your waist, exposing more of your black panties to Tom's wandering hands. It's not long before he's using his firm grip on you to rock your hips back and forth on him. A deep groan harmonizes with your fluttering sigh, your lips finally disconnecting.

"Tommy," you moan as he dives into the crook of your neck, working his lips along the slope of your throat to leave deep lovebites behind. Your hips surge against his in a stuttering wave when his teeth graze the special spot on your neck, pulling another rumbling moan from the pit of his chest. You clutch his shoulders with one arm while your free hand cradles the back of his head, fingers weaving through his curls to pull and tug to your hearts content.

"Tommy, you're going to be late again," you moan into his ear but make no move to stop grinding on him, in fact you speed up, driving more of your weight into him. A strangled curse vibrates into your skin as you focus on his leaking tip through his trousers.

"It's doesn't matter, love, just keep fucking going," he whispers in between grunts, his own hips driving up into you as his lips recaptured yours. The pressure on your clit sends delightful shivers up your spine, his trusts were firmer, more desperate. Your panties were soaked, you were nearly positive you were leaving a wet patch on the front of his trousers. Soon the throbbing emptiness between your legs becomes too much to ignore.

"Need you inside me, Tommy, please, baby," you moan into his mouth, your fingers caressing his jaw just how he likes it. Fuck, you really had him wrapped around your finger.

"Jesus—" he has to clench his jaw to keep from finishing right then, you knew just how to press his buttons. "Gotta be quick," he mutters and begins to undo his trousers as fast as he possibly can, though your lips mouthing along his jaw makes it hard to concentrate.

In record time, he has his belt undone and his trousers and boxers pulled down just enough to free his throbbing dick. You moan happily at the sight of his leaking tip, your body buzzing with the excitement of feeling him fill you up soon. Tom pants, the excitement radiating off of him too, and pulls your panties to the side, too impatient to pull them off.

"Gotta get you ready," he mumbles as his fingers seek out of your entrance. You push at his wrist gently and take hold of his base, guiding it to your quivering hole.

"No time, need you now," you moan and begin to lower yourself on to his waiting shaft before he could protest.

"A-Aaaah," Tom groans as his eyes roll, his hands gripping your hips to help you slowly sit on him, his hold leaving fresh bruises in their wake. "Fuck fuck fuck, slow," he hisses through his teeth as you sink another inch, still worried about hurting you.

The sting was more than usual, but it wasn't bad by any means. The fullness of him slowly filling you up left you dizzy in the best way possible. Your hands clawed at the polyester fabric of his work shirt which no doubt smells like sex now. Licking your lips, you let gravity pull you down on his cock completely. You both let out loud moans as he bottoms out, Tom's head slamming back into the headboard a little harder than usual.

"Fuck! Ohhhh fucking hell, you're so tight," he cries out, his eyes screwed shut as he tries to remain still while you adjust.

"Feel so good, Tommy," you purr and roll your hips into his, the patch of hair at the base of his dick rubs your clit deliciously. You both shudder happily at the first grind, and it's like a damn breaks. The sensual grind turns into frenzied bounces, your hips colliding harshly with his over and over again. Tom's thrusts meet yours perfectly, driving you both towards the edge as fast as he possibly can. A rough thumb comes to rub quick circles on your clit, pulling that tension in your lower belly tighter and tighter until you're sure it's going to snap.

"M'Gonna cum!" You whimper, your thighs burning as you continue to ride him. Tom groans happily at your words, his hips and fingers maintaining their punishing pace.

"Cum all over me, wanna feel it, come on," he whispers hotly in your ear before sinking his teeth into the special spot on your neck once more. It was like he was trying to destroy you.

"T-Tommy!" You moan at the top of your lungs, your body trembling as your orgasm rips through you. Tom listens as you cry out for him and flips you on your back, his face hidden away in the crook of your neck as he helps you ride out your high and chases his own.

"Oh my god! Oh god!" You cry out as his pace speeds up, set on pleasing himself now. With your arms thrown around his neck, you cling to him and let him take you. Animalistic grunts pour from his open mouth as his end approaches. His grip on your waist tightens, his arms wrapped fully around you to hold you in place. His thrusts stutter, then with one final harsh moan he buries himself to the hilt and stays there.

The familiar heat of his seed filling you pools in your lower belly as he slumps against you, not bothering to hold up his weight. After a minute, he finally untangles his arms from your waist to prop himself up on his forearms, bracketing you in underneath him. He pulls his face from the cove of your shoulder and beams down at you. His skin flushed pink and dewy with sweat, the already unruly curls on his head were messier due to your hands, and his gorgeous, smiling lips were kiss-swollen and glossy with spit.

You can't help but giggle, grinning back up at him as he descends to shower your own sweaty face with kisses. Once his lips find yours, he gives you a tender kiss, slower and sweeter than all the others you've shared this morning. He pulls back once he's satisfied with it, blushing and purring as you pet his head and straighten out his hair.

"You're late again," you say with a playful smile, one that he returns.

"And whose fault is that?"

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Worship, Caresses, and Tattoos

Summary:

Tattoos are elegant. Jey understood why they were perfect, thanks to Sami.

a/n: This fic is inspired by WWE: Tattooed when they show a focus on Jey and his explanations on his tattoos. I gotta say, those are amazing ink details and made me wanna write a body worship/tattoo worship.

Also posted on AO3 (here) and Wattpad (here). These belong to my samijey/jeysami short and long stories collection called "All Night."

Other WWE fics and samijey/jeysami fics are posted on my WWE masterlist here.

Word Count: 835

Warning(s): 18+, NSFW, explicit language, slight smut (still minors DNI), body worship, first time writing a tattoo worship.

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Never failed to confirm excuse after excuse Sami spoke. An enthusiastic tone, curious glimpse across the room with a head peeked behind the door. Jey knew while unbothered to ask.

He let him. He didn't waste breath. He acknowledged why Sami had to do what he had to do to receive Jey's attention. Every morning, every night, those lips featherlight on his skin, stress vanished elsewhere.

On his stomach lying flat on the bed; his expression etched exhausted from a busy day. The nape of the neck to the back, almost tatted all the way, peeped through the blankets along his rear. Jey doesn't care. Being free from clothing gave fresh air help unless remained in a boxer.

Muted footsteps approached the bed, simple to sense who it was since both are alone. One of Jey's eyelids cracked open, awaring Sami left the bathroom after a shower, wrapped in a white robe with slippers. Jey quirked a smile, motioning him to join.

Those admired, hazel eyes took a moment to wander Jey's features. Sami lay next to him, shifting his position with a comforted sigh. Fingertips ghosted over the left inked arm— the tenderness seeped Jey's veins.

"Still naked for a surprise, huh?" The velvety danced in Sami's tone along with a giggle. His index finger trailed the lines on the bicep.

Jey turned his head to the side, giving Sami a playful look. "Y'want me to, mister 'Lemme take a shower n' be naked in a robe'. Don't think y'slick 'cause I know you."

"What makes you think of that?" Sami teased with a hum, a tiny lie was there. Feather-light smooches on Jey's shoulder, then on the side of his back. Sami's head perked up in question when Jey let out a huff. "Was that false, too?"

"Maybe? Y'know what I'm talkin' 'bout."

"No, no, seriously. What do you mean?" Sami tried to play it off.

"Y'know, baby." Jey's voice dropped husky. "Y'know."

Gliding one of his hands to cradle Sami's face, Jey noticed him nuzzle his cheek on the palm and peck with an exhale. Wrist, forearm, back to the shoulder, to the collarbone. Fondness blew his mind in a single passion adored to him only.

He ruffled Sami's mane while his other hand still grasped the cheek, signaling to keep going before turning onto his back on the bed. Traces of pleasure tingled head to toe. Sami worshiped tattoos on Jey's body in a murmur, as he planted kiss after kiss on curved neck and pecs.

It felt right. It felt perfect like Jey wanted.

Breathed a sudden, sweet whine, Jey couldn't help but splay his legs and gripped the sheets. Those whines quickened into ragged gasps as Sami's tongue lapped his stomach before swirling the belly button. The thirst for thrill took over, forming the desire to reel the addiction between them.

Lower until halted to Jey's crotch, Sami does the same method on the inner thighs. Jey arched his back, tugging his hair, setting his legs on Sami's shoulders. His dick throbbed with arousal; a bead of pre-cum leaked from the tip smeared on Jey's belly.

"Damn," Jey's chest heaved, mouth gaped when Sami bit on the spot jolting his veins. "Dat feel good."

Sami paused, glancing up at him with a coy smile. "What can I say? I'm an expert on loving addictive tattoos and masterpieces like you."

Those words fluttered Jey's heart. Squirmed side to side, unable to avert Sami's gaze. "S'this a flirtin' contest or somethin'?" he mumbled.

"It's not a contest. I'm telling the truth. You're still magnificent."

"Shit. I guess… I guess this is true. For real, though, I'd never thought seein' myself bein' perfect or... magnificent, whatever dat word y'said."

Sami's eyes sparkled. "To me, you're still you. Your tattoos, your personality, your body, everything. Even if everyone looks at you differently, thinking you're perfect and all out uncaring, you followed your heart to be who you wanted to be."

Jey stared. Awe, disbelief, appreciated. Feelings spiraled all over, he couldn't tell which.

"I, uh," Sami shook his head, thinking there was a misunderstanding that put Jey in confusion, "forget what I said. I'm sorry—"

"Don't be." Jey cooed, patting Sami's head. "Y'way too kind apologizin'. Would be bad to be sad all day n' not kissin'." he grinned and did a sultry wink.

Both exchanged their happiness. Sami winked with a mischievous glint, crawling upward, then leaned to his ear. His low whisper flustered him, stumbling words out of Jey's mouth. Jey had no choice but to watch his boyfriend go back between his legs before Sami swiped a tongue on the tip of Jey's dick.

One time, Jey admitted when he was alone. Ached for his bare skin and tattoos to be loved throughout each morning, each evening. He got his wish, received by Sami.

"There you go, baby." Jey moaned in a pleased tone. "Fuck, you naughty."

Accept any excuse Sami told as long as he is treated and worshiped.

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daryl dixon x fem reader

WARNINGS: emotional reader, crying, rude daryl, mentions of weapons, pet names, soft smut, boner, grinding, dry sex. Daryl never trusted anyone, it was just a common fact, it wasn't a shock why he was the introvert of the group.

He had been an outsider his whole life peering onto the others in a group wondering why he hadn't fit in with them.

y/n wandered her way up to a separate cell block of the prison where Daryl had spent his time alone carving up pieces of wood or simply just thinking about every damn life experience he's ever had.

y/n knocked on the doorframe watching him draw his crossbow at the shock, "woah!" she shouted raising her hands away from her hips where her knife and gun were holstered.

Daryl let out a sigh staring back up at the bottom of the bunk rested above him, "don't sneak up on people like that y/n" he spoke bitterly adjusting the cuffs on his leather jacket.

"i did try to knock" she spoke jokingly but she could see he wasn't amused so she pushed her smile away sitting against the edge of the bed where his feet had rested.

"lemme guess the group needs somethin" he grumbled reaching for his belt where everything he needed was attached but she stopped him with the grasp of her hand.

"no they don't everything's all fine" she could see his hand slip back behind his head to prop it up while he looked at her.

"why ya here then y/n" he spoke harshly watching her gulp at his bitter tone, he noticed her fists bawled up and her eyes looking away from his almost like she was gonna cry.

"j-just wanted to check on you" she spoke meekly feeling her voice crack, she wished daryl wasn't as bitter to her because in reality all she was tryna do was be sweet to him.

"i can assure ya i'm fine i don't need anyone to check up on me" he spat at her, he could hear a sniffle come from her while she wiped her eyes trying to hide the fact she was letting a few tears slip.

she tried to speak but her voice croaked and only a meek sob came out from her mouth, he frowned softly grabbing her wrists to pull her head onto his chest.

"shh shh shh i'm sorry sugar" he cooed to her rubbing her hair while he could feel her face nuzzling into his neck , trying to hold her cries back but nothing was working.

"it's okay princess c'mon look at me" she looked up at him with puffy eyes and still a single tear slipped down her cheek to which he wiped it away with a soft smile.

"that's good sugar just focus on me, now tell me why yer crying is it cause of me?" he asked knowing the obvious answer but he wanted her to feel like he was there like he was listening to make her feel better.

"j-just wanna be around you dar" she admitted shyly feeling his hands rubbing over hers, his coarse fingertips skimming her gentle skin.

"why is that y/n? what about rick or the others i'm sure they'll keep ya company when yer lonely hmm?" he asked watching her bite down onto her inner cheek and look down at their hands.

"c'mon look at me, talk to me tell me what's wrong" he used his hand to move her chin so that she was looking at him, he could feel her squirm slightly at the eye contact but his hands held her still.

"i don't like them like t-that" she admitted watching his brows furrow his eyes softening at the realization.

he placed a soft kiss on her hands making a trail up her arms, "oh princess ya gotta crush isn't that what i'm a hearin"

he smiled at her watching her face turn to the color of a red rose, now she felt restless in her position her crotch accidentally glided against his making him groan out,

"stop squirmin" he didn't know how to tell her that he was enjoying her body on top of his he didn't have the right words.

"im s-sorry" she spoke shyly a factor that he liked,

She was shy to the group, a good shooter but when it came down to personality they were both the loners both the ones who didn't fit in when it came to any final draws.

"sugar ya got a crush it's normal i just never thought it'd me me ya know?" he shrugged using his hands to lift up her shirt slightly, just so he could feel the bare skin of her waist.

"why not you?" she questioned watching his expression turn quickly mopey while she looked at him. "not so good for ya" he spoke squeezing at her sides, she tilted her head at his words.

"you're perfect for me dar, you're smart and you help this group out alot!" she spoke eagerly accidentally letting her body jump at her excitement of just talking to him.

she could hear him let out a groan when her hips slammed down onto his, he was praying that he wouldn't grow a boner over just the small touch of her body squirming over him.

this time he gripped her waist harder to prevent her from moving, "god princess i can't hold it back anymore ya can't keep squirming like this all over me ya know it makes it impossible" he tossed his head against the pillows trying to sink back from his words.

he watched her frown like she had done something wrong, "ya did nothing sweetheart it's just-" he stopped looking down to see the bulge that had formed in his pants.

"c-can i help you dar" she asked with a pleading smile feeling as his hands squeezed at her sides, he hesitantly gave her a soft yes from his mouth feeling her starting to grind against his bulge.

he let out a grunt before hearing a soft moan slip from her lips making him swallow harshly, he liked y/n.

He liked everything about her even if his brother had constantly taunted her and called her weak, even if she would cry over the smallest things, he hadn't cared about that,

he hadn't cared about her flaws.

"oh god" she whined as her hands pressed into his abdomen feeling the hardness of his abs press back against her, she could feel almost like a knot in her stomach, almost like something inside her was begging to just be released from her.

she started whimpering aloud catching Daryl's attention, "what's wrong doll hmm? ya close?" he asked rubbing the side of her cheek, she let a tear slip down it while she could feel the knot coming looser and looser with each movement of their hips.

"gonna cum p-please" she cried feeling daryl wipe a tear from her cheek, "c'mon cum for me" at his words she could feel the knot come loose as a warm puddle of juices shot into her panties.

he came with her feeling his cum seep into his boxers making its way free into his jeans, he could see her panting and whispering softly,

"such a pretty girl aren't ya, ya did a very good job doll" he whispered kissing the top of her head with a dim smile.

"lemme get ya some new clothes doll" he spoke slipping up from the bed he could hear her whine while he slipped his body away from his, he made his way into a closet where they stored the clothes pulling out a pair of panties and a new pair of jeans he smiled.

Daryl slipped back into the prison cell helping her changed as he looked away to respect her privacy, he changed himself before tossing off his shirt onto his work bench and laying down on the mattress feeling his back sink into it.

He held his arms open so that she'd slip into them and she did so gently burying her face in his neck, "that make ya feel better" he asked softly combing through her hair with his fingers.

"mhm" she mumbled soaking even further into him to take up his body heat while the prison grew colder and colder by the minute.

"ya know i love you right?" he asked feeling her let out a soft hum against the crook of his neck, "i love you to dar" she smiled closing her eyes and taking the softness of his embrace.

"get some sleep doll"

A/N: no spoilers for the twd finale but omfg i cried, i sobbed so many times i literally was violently sobbing because of that episode i honestly am going to miss the show :((

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