#daniel larusso smut

[sensei-venus]

gosh darn it tumblr. 😭 my original ask had a request for daniel x female reader where they're at daniel's place doing homework & the reader gets distracted by how attractive he is (aka horny) and one thing leads to another and they end up fucking and that homework gets shoved off the bed so fast

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“Uhhhh I hate this! How are you so good at this stuff when I just straight up suck at it!”

“It’s because I actually pay attention and take notes, not sleep all class. Like someone in this room.”

Reader huffed as she rolled onto her side on Daniel's bed. She fanned out on his bed and groaned into the mattress in annoyance. Her brain hurt just from the thought of another math problem. Daniel was way better at this stuff then she was and she wished he would suck it up and let her copy off of him.

But no he had to “help her” by trying to tutor her. It did little to help her at this point.

Daniel just smirked and rolled his eyes at her before looking back at the worksheet. His eyes scanning over his own work, not even bothering to look at the mess of Reader’s. It looked like it could rip at any minute from how much she had erased over the thin paper. He almost grimced at it.

Reader turned back over and looked at him. Her hand resting under her head as she laid on her side and just studied him.

She had only known the boy for a year and only dated him a few months now.

Up close she could see why some of the girls at school thought he was so attractive. She felt a pang in her heart, feeling like she was lucky to have caught his eye. For him to dating her. But that was nothing in her mind.

Daniel was attractive by all things holy. He might be slightly smaller and more scrawny then most boys, he wasn't beefy or have washboard abs. But it was attractive none the least. His face was a big winner for most girls including herself.

Big brown eyes that always had a glint of mischief in them. Tan skin that was only darkening the longer he stayed in the california sun. The almost invisible dust of freckles on the bridge of his nose. Not to mention his cute nose that fit his other features perfectly.

Kissable plump lips that he was always darting his tongue out to wet.

Reader couldn’t help rubbing her thighs together to try and get some friction. Her pussy was already starting to get damp just from just thinking about him. Her eyes glazed over just a little as she watched him work on his own homework. The way his jaw locked a little when he was thinking or the way he chewed on the inside of his cheek. He was already starting to get annoyed with his own work and he watched as his jaw started to lock up.

She slowly moved a hand over his bed sheets, her fingers ran up is arm and finally over his cheeks. He didn’t seem to interested or he just didn’t notice.

That was until her fingers ran though his thick hair and her hand grabbed a big chuck, giving it a hard tug at the roots. He grunted and his eyes sprang up to look her way. He puffed out a cheek before huffing, she just gave him a innocent smile.

“Soooo you said your mom was going to be working late today? Taking a double shift?”

He raised a brow before slowly nodding. A smirk coming over his lips as he started to get what she was hinting at.

Not even five minutes later the two where naked on his bed.

Reader giggled as she pushed him down and straddled his waist. She grinned as she started to stroke his already hard dick. He hissed as she played with him, her fingers playing along his shaft and her finger tip running over his slit.

She let go of him only to run herself against him. She was already slick as she rubbed her folds over him. His dick pushing though her soft spongy folds. They both moaned out at the feeling, the tip of his dick digging into her clit with every movement.

“Babe shit, if you keep doing that I’m going to cum.”

“We don’t want that do we, not till your inside me that is.”

She laughed as she lifted herself up a little bit. Her had reached around to stroke him once more before helping to line him up with her pussy. His tip brushed her entrance before pushing fully into her wet heat. Slowly she let herself slid down his dick until he bottomed out. His bass pressed against her ass just right. They both moaned and groaned at the new feeling.

Reader panted as she let him settle inside her tight cunt. She felt so full with him inside of her, and he was so deep. Her head was in the clouds as she started to move on top of him.

Daniel grunted as she moved on top of him, her hands on his chest as she used him for leverage to move herself up and down on him. She was bouncing on his dick like not other and all he could do was try to help push and pull her down. He moaned out as he buried his face into her fat tits. Almost smothering himself in her soft tits as she moved around, her hips circling on top of him. He could feel how wet she was as she spilled all over him.

His eyes rolled back for a split second pushed himself deeper into her breasts. All he could hear was her heavy breathing and moans. The way her voice rumbled in her chest. He could hear the way her heart pounded. He groaned as she felt himself slowly start to let go. The coil in his belly was tight and about to snap, his dick felt like it was going to break off at this rate. The way she moved made his head spin.

His fingers dig into the rolls of his belly as he try’s to find some kind of purchase of leverage. Her bouncing only growing more violent by the minute. He could feel his balls throb. He was so close just a little more and he would be over the edge.

He felt her grind down and her pussy clench around him. Her tight channel fluttered and she squealed out before jerking around. It took him a moment to realize what even happened.

She just squirted on his dick.

That was all it took for him to go over the edge cum. His ball drew up as he unloaded a fat load of hot cum into her tight cunt. It quickly spilled out along his shaft with her fluid’s. Her own juices painted his thighs and pelvis. It was wet and sticky as they both lay together. Her weight was like a heavy blanket on top of him and he couldn’t help but snuggle more into her. His head resting against her pillow like tits. He sighed.

She panted over him before setting back into a normal rhythm. She hummed as her gummy walls flutter around him once again. His dick slowly softened but twitched inside her.

“Remind me to take these sheets down to the laundry later, at least before my mom gets home.”

“Ummm will do baby will do….”

[jensensfanfic]

can I get some smut for my baby Daniel with prompt 39 and 21? 🤭

prompts: "Don't make me wait." + "Don't look at me like that."

pairing: daniel x gn!reader

warnings: light smut, sparring, teasing

—☆—

"Don't look at me like that. I'm trying to focus here."

Daniel smirks as he backs away from your attempted jab with ease. "Why, am I distracting you?"

"Yes." You circle around each other, both watching for who will make the next move. "I told you I was gonna kick your ass and I fully intend on doing that."

"But?"

"If you keep looking at me like that, we're heading to the bedroom instead."

"You know," Daniel straightens up and drops his sparring stick. "I think you can knock me on my ass later."

You nod enthusiastically, and then you both move, clashing together in the middle of the dojo.

Daniel's arms circle your waist as you pull his face to your own and kiss him hard. He moans into the kiss, and it makes you feel smug, knowing you can have him all needy with just this.

—☆—

On the mat, in the middle of the dojo, Daniel has you laid out beneath him, your black belt discarded, and you gi open against the ground.

He's kissing your chest, occasionally nipping a little, leaving tiny marks where's he's been. You close your eyes and pull your lip between your teeth as he travels lower. Daniel's lips make the journey from your midsection to your stomach to your hips. Then he starts littering pecks along the top of your underwear. He licks, nips and kisses the area over and over, until you get impatient.

You buck your hips, then reach down and grip his face in your hands. "Daniel..."

"Hm? What?"

"You know what. Don't make me wait."

—☆—

DANIEL LARUSSO MASTERLIST

[gemini-sensei]

If for some reason poly! Daniel and Amanda's sweet little housewife thinks that she should get a job to contribute more, I feel like Daniel and Amanda would be the type to just hire her as their "personal assistant"

What better way for their sweet wife to provide for them than by being there to "relieve stress" in their offices throughout the workday?

I already had this all written out and almost done to post and Tumblr fucking deleted it and I fucking can't be bothered to write it all out again, so here's the last paragraph I was working on.

Imagine Daniel getting a couch for his office, one big enough for all three of them to fool around on. Reader isnsotting between them as they play with her, their hands on her inner thighs and up her shirt. They're riling her up so she'll climb onto Daniel's lap and take what she wants. When she's riding him to high heaven, dropping her weight on him, and Amanda is playing with her and sucking on her tits while holding a vibe on her own clit. They're so messy and a little loud that everyone at the dealership knows what that couch is for but never mentions it.

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[cades-outsider]

Hawk X Reader SMUT

Warnings: Smut, just absolute SMUT!

A Burning Passion 4

  "I'm tired of you being so defensive over everything" You huff. Hawks face turns stone cold as he scoffs.

  "Well if that's how you feel then this-" he points to you and him "is over" he spits as he harshly hands you his hoodie.

  That was definitely not what you wanted, your heart tells you to go after him but your feet keep you planted where you are.

  Turns out he was the one who got you after all.

-

  Hawk hadn't spoken to you since then. He wouldn't even glance at you in the halls, and even if he did he would throw snarky comments your way. You showed defeat, not daring to utter another word to him. In fear you'd only push him away more.

  Every time you closed your eyes all you could see was him, as you ran the tips of your fingers against your lips gazing at the mirror in the schools bathroom, you felt his lips on yours. Your fingers moved to your arm to which you could only feel how he was touching you that night.

  Your eyes started to water as your heart ached, why hadn't you gone after him that night? He was so sweet and caring until you let your mind get the best of you.

  You still had his hoodie from the last encounter. It smelt like him, and over time as it faded you grew more needing of him. Not just the sex and the thrill of being caught, but him.

  You were snapped back into reality when the bathroom door snapped open, your hands automatically come to wipe away the tears threatening to fall from your eyes.

  As the stall door slammed shut you looked back into the mirror and let out a deep sigh, touching up your concealer to cover the puffiness under your eyes.

  The bell rang throughout the school house, signaling for lunch. Your heart started to race because of what you were about to do. You couldn't hold back anymore, all the cold shoulders and hateful glares Hawk sent your way ate you up.

  You rushed out of the bathroom and into the lunch room, automatically spotting Hawk and his friends as they were the loudest group.

  Hawk has his leg propped up onto the chair beside him, head to the side laughing because of something his friends had said. You were so close to backing out, but your legs had other plans as you neared his table.

Their laughter dies as Mitch slaps Hawk on the shoulder signaling your way, you now stood just a few feet away from him as he turned to look at who Mitch was pointing to. His smile automatically fades as he stands up quickly, his nostrils flare up and his jaw clenches.

"What do you want, princess?" He sneers with such venom as he closes the gap in between you two, he glares down at you while you look up at him with nervous eyes.

"I wanna talk about us" Your voice comes out weak and shaky.

"Us? There is no us Y/n" Hawks expression hardens at the word.

"You...you don't mean that..." You protest, your heart shatters as your legs grow weak.

"Oh I mean it, you of all people know I keep my word princess" he laughs angrily.

Your expression hardens, matching his anger. You needed him so bad that your emotions got the best of you, your anger started taking over, you couldn't take his constant switching up moments. Yes you had messed up, but so had he and right now he was acting entitled, he isn't the only one who gets to be angry.

You start to laugh, matching his anger as tears start to fall down your face. Though Hawk found you extremely hot in this moment, he couldn't help but feel guilty.

"Okay have it your way, but if you think we hated each other before then your in for a rude awakening...-" You lift your head up as you stand on your tippy toes, faces side by side and before you could even stop yourself. You whisper "-lip" into his ear.

You back away from his face, his eyes softened as he looked around subconsciously, his hand come up to cover his mouth before he could stop it. You felt bad, but that didn't stop a smirk from falling onto your lips.

It wasn't until you walked away and was out of his view when you pressed your hands against your head, squeezing your eyes shut "what the fuck did I just do..."

-

After that day you stood true to your word, you would flip him off in the hallways, laugh at him when he would trip up, constantly calling him lip or loser- even though you knew it hurt him and your heart twisted in pain every time you put him down you couldn't stop.

-

The coach blows the whistle, telling us to get back in place. You take your place in front of the soccer ball and on the sound of the whistle you start kicking the ball to the goal until someone's foot comes under yours, stealing the ball and causing you to trip.

"Thanks princess" Hawk mocks you with his laugh.

You glare at him as he laughs over his shoulder, but nonetheless you run up until your beside him, shoulder to shoulder you push him as hard as you can watching as he falls on his side.

You hear the sound of the whistle go off "let's take it easy on the physical contact!" The coach yells as it was your turn to mock Hawk.

You bend down to Hawks level "good job loser" you laugh as you start back running with the ball.

He's pissed. He stands up while the guy in front of him runs like a sloth, he's so pissed off he pushes the innocent guy harshly and watches as he hits the ground.

Another whistle goes off "hey!" The coach warns as you kick the ball into the goal, winning for your team.

You go for a water break as the coach yells for another round, you expect Hawk to come up to you but instead he yanks the red team shirt off and makes his way back into the school, to which you assume would be the locker rooms.

You couldn't help yourself so you went after him, just before the door to the boys locker room closes you wrap your fingers around the handle. Careful not to make too much noise you walk in, closing the door and locking it.

Hawk went to one of the sinks, placing both of his hands on either side. He looks in the mirror, sweat dripping from his face, his jaw clinched, nostrils flared and his knuckles turning white from how hard he was gripping the sink.

"Didn't know i got to you that much lip" You smirked, keeping up your act.

You watch as his eyes move from his face to yours through the mirror, he slams one of his hands against the sink and rushes over to you. His body flush against yours as he harshly pushes you up against the hard wood door. His right hand slams on the door just above your head.

Your skins on fire just from the small contact, the heat from his body dragging onto yours as your sweaty bodies collided. Your breathing picks up, eyes immediately drifting to his lips but quickly back to his eyes before he noticed.

"Who do you think you are princess?" Hawks gaze turns harsh as the veins and mussels show against his arms.

You don't give him a response at first, until you've finally had enough. You harshly push his body off of yours, "no. Don't you dare Hawk! I know it was wrong of me to act like a bitch that night, but you don't get to treat me the way you did and not expect me to do the same! I fucking hate you for that!" You yell.

  "Yeah? You hate me?" Hawk says almost seductively. He walks back up to you, hand on your waist "show me how much you hate me princess..." He starts breathing unevenly as you look up at him.

  You practically throw yourself on him, exactly like you did that night. But this time, you know you won't regret it. You grab Hawks face, eyes staring into each others while he tightens his grip on your thighs. Your legs wrap around his waist in a death grip, you could already feel how hard he was for you.

  You smashed your lips onto his, moaning as he uses one of his hands to hold the back of your head as he kisses you like he's in love with you.

  Hawk try's to carry you to the bench but instead he ends up slamming your back into the lockers, creating a loud noise as you whimper and arch your back into his.

  Your eyes widen and you pull away from him, "wait we're at school Hawk" you say as you try to get down from his hold.

  "Oh no. You wanted this, you're gonna take it" He groans, he pushes his crotch into yours to keep you steady as he grabs the top of your gym shirt, ripping it in half exposing your bra covered tits.

  "What the fuck Hawk?!" You push his shoulder.

  "Shut up princess" He rolls his eyes as he places his lips on yours while his hands wander to your chest, feeling you up.

  He pulls away from the kiss only to actually carry you over to one of the very thin wood benches and places you on it so everything but your ass is against it.

  Hawk yanks his shirt off before he spreads your legs farther so he can bend down to your face. He lightly kisses your lips, trailing the small butterfly kisses all the way down while holding eye contact as you moan.

  He yanks your shorts and panties down in one swift motion, exposing your bare pussy to him all over again. He wastes no time before pulling his own down, his hard cock dripping with pre-cum.

  He makes you watch as he strokes his cock with his hand, his head falls back as his mouth falls open "y/n" he moans out.

  "Fuck. Please Hawk...." You beg of him.

  He looks at you, still stroking his cock but at a faster pace "be patient princess" he whimpers as his cock starts leaking with more beads of pre-cum.

  You practically whine until he lightly slaps his cock on your clit, the slightest touch making you a whore for him.

  Your dripping pussy begging to be fucked by him, you roll your eyes at the teasing "c'mon stop being a loser and just fuck me already" you say, resorting to the worse possible comment. It worked.

  Hawks eyes turn a darker shade as his jaw clenches, forcefully he stuffs his cock into your soaked pussy. It takes you by surprise as you let a small squeal fall out by accident.

  His cock hits all the right places as he stretches you out, "can a loser fuck you like this?" He asks condescendingly as he uses both of his hands to yank your bra down, your perky tits bouncing with each harsh thrust.

  You don't say anything, it feels so good it leaves you speechless. Your hands go behind your head voluntarily to steady yourself, grabbing onto the sides of the bench. Your hair goes everywhere as your bodies slip together easily because of how sweaty you both were before.

  There was something so thrilling about the possibility of getting caught which only made you more wet, gushing around Hawks cock as your pussy makes lewd sounds.

You found yourself gazing up at him, he looked so pretty even in such a state. As his cock continues to fill you up in every way possible, you found yourself questioning why you even 'hated' him to begin with.

Maybe it was because he was an arrogant asshole sometimes, or because he would bully innocent people, or maybe just maybe it was because you were in love with him.

Your eyes meet Hawks again and in that moment you wanted to reveal all your deepest secrets to him. You wanted to tell him how much you were in love with him. You could barely suppress your moans until loud banging erupted from the other side of the locked door.

Hawk's hips stilled, cock fully stuffed inside of you. You're eyes widened as you covered your mouth and Hawk snapped his gaze over to the door. You both watch as the door knob starts to jiggle.

He pulls you up keeping his cock inside of you as he rushes to one of the showers, turning the hot water on and closing the thin curtain behind you both, once again slamming you up against the wall.

You're both completely soaked, you expect him to pull out of you as keys start to jiggle from behind the door but instead he looks you straight in the eyes "think you can be quite for me princess?" Hawk whispers, tightly wrapping his hand against your mouth as he smirks, not allowing you to answer him.

The next thing you know he's using his other hand that's holding you up to help move your hips with his, fucking you perfectly as your hips start moving with his hand movements.

Your eyes roll back into your head as the coach lets in the rest of the boys. You pray your underwear are somewhere out of sight as you're being fucked in the shower.

"Hawk is that you?" A voice calls out and you can barley comprehend what's going on, all you feel is pleasure from his cock.

"Yeah!" he yells over the shower, his breathing staggering as his head leans against yours.

You look so beautiful like this, his hand wrapped around your pretty mouth as you're taking his cock. He feels his high near, letting out more noises than intended.

The hot water from the shower has hawks hair completely down, crowned around his face. You've never seen him like this, your pussy clenches at the sight, your nails dig down his back, surely leaving marks.

He brings his mouth to your ear, hand tightening on your mouth "cum for me princess" he whimpers. That's it for you as your eyes roll in the back of your head, your cum leaking around his dick, tightening up around him.

Hawk clenches his jaw as he tries to stay quiet, fucking you with no mercy while he tries to make less noise as possible. Your hands move to his hair, pulling it as you feel his hot cum fill you up to the brim.

His movements still as he removes his hand from your mouth, letting it go to your other thigh to hold you upright. Hawk makes eye contact with you, he can't help himself from pressing his lips up against yours.

He's so gentle with you, he's slightly shaking from his orgasm as are you. He pulls away from your lips, listening as he hears the last person leave the locker room. You whimper as he falls out of you, gently placing you back on your feet.

He turns off the shower while you flip your bra back to its place, though it sticks to you like glue. Hawk pulls the thin curtain back in search for a towel. He grabs the nearest one and places it around you, grabbing one for himself.

You felt exhausted.

But the question is; What happens now?

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[aphrodites-fav-daughter]

Hanging with my Bf after Karate <33

[velvrei]

EXPECT THE UNEXPECTED

summary: johnny and the gang set up a blind date type thing for the reader (johnny’s cousin) and her best friend, in attempt to get their sensei’s some women.

pairings: young!terry silver x reader, john kreese x oc (camilla)

warnings: smut, choking, degradation, dancing, pda, flirting, reader is on the pill, humiliation kink, dom!terry, sub!reader, oral (m receiving), begging, tiny sensei kink

word count: 5k+

author’s note: i finally wrote for someone other than robby !! hope y’all enjoy this as much as i did writing it. enjoy ;)

Your finger flicked the light switch to your bedroom on, the bright light burned your eyes and you shrieked. You had just taken the best shower of your life, and now you were on your way to a party Bobby was throwing due to his parents being out of town.

You were Johnny's older, hotter cousin, and you had met the cobra kai boys because of him. You had only met the friend group, though, you hadn't met the infamous John Kreese or the talented Terry Silver who the boys had talked so highly about.

Tonight was the night though, and knowing you were pretty close with Johnny, and he preferred you over his parents. He wanted you to meet them. He was proud of himself, but he was proud of how he was eligible to join the karate dojo in the first place.

Loud music blared throughout your fairly large home, as you took off your towel and danced in the mirror to your favorite song. You still didn't know what to wear, and you didn't want to under or over dress for the occasion, so you quickly through your comfy clothing on and grabbed your telephone.

You rang Bobby's number, and he answered almost instantly.

"Hey it's Bobby, what do you want?" His immediate annoyance caused you to laugh, and you told him that it was just you, and that you were curious about the dress code for the party.

"Don't wear a ballroom dress but still look super hot." He blatantly answered. "Well, gee, thanks, that helps me so much."

He chuckled, "Nothing too fancy. Just take a basic outfit that you would wear out and add some accessories, like some expensive necklace and earrings and it'll turn the outfit to fancy. Just no sweatpants or hoodies. You gotta get a good impression for Sensei tonight," He teased. He could feel your eye roll through the phone.

"Which Sensei again, didn't you say there was two? Also, is it okay if I bring Cam?" You questioned Bobby.

Camilla Quinn is your best friend sense the sixth grade. She is so beautiful, and you and her are an amazing duo together. You go to basically every remotely fun event together, and you figured, you could set her up with the other Sensei. You didn't know which one Bobby had in mind for you, but Cam is a very friendly person, she could easily adapt to either of them even if it's just for the night.

"Yes, please do." Bobby said, and that was all he could say. Bobby had always had a little crush on Cam, but he stood no chance. Bobby was seventeen and Cam was twenty-four, as were you. Bobby he figured if he couldn't have her, he would set her up with the next best man and who's better than his Karate Sensei?

You had told Cam the details and she was coming to your house at around 7:45pm so the two of you could arrive in style, together.

"Don't get any ideas. Okay, I'm going to get ready. Party starts at 8, right?" You looked at the time and it read 6:45pm, just enough time to get ready and get there. "Yes."

"You need help getting anything ready?" You always had to offer that, it was just something you always did, even though they never needed help setting up. "No, thanks for offering though."

After a few more minutes of small talk with Bobby, you both hung up and you began to figure out your outfit situation. You didn't want to overdress, but if you underdressed you wouldn't look as good as everybody else.

You were debating on a simple red dress that was cut a little above the knee, or a dark green satin dress that flowed down to your ankles. The satin dress seemed a little like overdoing it, and with the red one you could do what Bobby said by adding jewelry to make it look more presentable. Plus, you hated the feeling of skimpy heels anyway, so by wearing the red, your big, black combat boots matched perfectly.

Once the clock hit 7:00pm, you started on your hair. Even though there wasn't too much for you to do, you still felt the need to redo it to make yourself look presentable enough for a party.

———

Shortly after you finished getting ready, as if she just knew, Cam was at your door knocking very obnoxiously. You turned off your music, then ran over to the door. You swiftly swung it open.

"Oh my god, you look so hot." Was the first thing she said when her eyes fell upon you and your outfit. You skimmed your eyes over hers, she looked amazing as well.

She had black leather bottoms, with a red cropped-top that stopped a little above her belly button and had two ties that went around to her back. Her shirt wasn't too revealing, but it showed off just enough, and you could tell she was confident. You guessed she got the unspoken memo to wear red to Bobby's party.

"I look hot? Girl, look at you," You scoffed which turned into a slight laugh, and you closed the door behind her.

You guys chatted for a little bit, and told her about what Bobby was planning, after your phone call he called you again and asked whether Cam would want to be set up with his other Sensei, and you had just asked her and she was all for it.

You guys got into your car, and you were on your way.

———

Once the two of you pulled down the road, you turned your music down. Even if you didn't know Bobby's address, you could've told which house was his based on how many cars were sitting at and near his home.

You both hopped out of the car. You and Cam had a mix of style, but you just complimented each other in every way you could, and that's how you guys became friends.

The walk up to the door felt longer than expected, but once you finally got up there you knocked, and the door almost instantly opened. You were met with the kind face of Tommy. He was one of the boys who often had a tough act and to not show any weakness whatsoever, but when it came to you, he was the nicest person you'd ever met. You enjoyed that side of Bobby.

"Ladies! Come on in." He said. The two of you walked in, and he shut the door behind you. "You both look beautiful, as usual," He added, which made you both smile.

"Thank you, Tommy-" Before you or Cam could even properly thank him, the other three boys rushed over to greet you guys.

Bobby had a sly grin on his face when he saw Cam, but you glared at him and he stopped. "Okay, are you guys ready to meet our Sensei's?" You and Cam both nodded, even though you still had no who they were setting up with who.

"Wait, who are you setting me up with, again?" Cam asked. It's like she read your mind. "Cam, we're setting you up with Kreese. Y/N, we're setting you up with Silver. Make sense?"

You both nodded, and all four of the boys led you and Cam to the living room around the corner. You walked in, and you almost smiled at the sight in front of you.

You didn't want to get your hopes up though, you still didn't know which dude was which, but the one on the right had a tiny hoop earring in, which was what did it for you. You always had a odd attraction to guys who wore earrings, so you wanted him.

Luckily for you, Jimmy guided you over to him. "Y/N, this is Sensei Silver. Silver this is Y/N." He introduced, and you shook his hand, trying to keep yourself composed.

Cam looked very delighted with her set up as well, you could just tell that she was extremely attracted to the man she was talking to, which caused you to laugh, internally. She wasn't even hiding it.

"It's lovely to meet you, Y/N," His voice was husky and low, his tone was extremely calm and at ease, "I'm Terry."

He turned to the boys, "You don't have to call me by my last name you know, we're not at practice, call me Terry, boys, I insist." The boys nodded with a smile, and then left for you two to talk.

"So, you're a Sensei? I've heard many good things about you from Johnny." You started, and he just smiled and shook his head.

"I would hope so, I try my best with these boys, and I can only hope my best is enough." He answered, which made you smile. He really seemed like a good person.

"What do you do for a living?" He asked you, and you smiled. "I'm a (job of your choice), and have been for 3 years now, when I was in college I took (major related to the topic), which made it easier for me." He smiled and nodded. He seemed so interested in you, unlike any other guy you had been set up with.

He sat back in his chair, his arms went around the back of the couch and he pushed his hips forward, adjusting himself so he could become comfortable on the sofa. Instead of siting the way he was before, he stayed back and his legs were spread slightly.

He looked around the room and pressed his tongue to the inside of his cheek. "You looking for someone?" You asked him, he seemed very invested in his search. "Yeah, one of the boys. Ah, Tommy, I'll be right back, doll." He winked, then chased after Tommy.

Doll? That was new. You weren't complaining, though.

When he came back he was followed by the other four boys, and you were wondering what they were up to. The four boys went toward the front of the living room, and Jimmy had something in his hands.

You eyed them suspiciously, "Boys, what is going on?"

Loud music started blaring, almost scaring you, and you saw Terry walk over to you, and you could see him starting to dance himself. He held his hand out for you to take, a sneaky grin covered his face. "Wanna dance, love?"

You smiled, and nodded quickly. You took his hand and he helped you up without a struggle, and as the main beat of the song played you started to dance with him.

He held your hand in his, and his other hand was on your hip, your feet moved in patterns you didn't know they could. Who knew Terry Silver could dance? And with Y/N L/N?

He was so tall compared to you. He was 6'5, he made everybody around him look short and he can't walk through the doorway without crouching, but he handled his height so well. He wasn't cocky, well he was, but not about his height, and he didn't make a big deal of it like most men would.

Your movements synced, and he took his hand for your hip and he spun you gracefully. He was surprisingly a very skilled dancer. You spun out, and you and Cam made eye contact, she was dancing with Kreese, and you have her a wink before you were spun back in by Terry.

After you were spun in, your backside was pressing against his front, your hips moved in sync and he held your hands above your head. "This is fun." You smiled at him. He just looked down on you, you could see something in him that you hadn't seen before.

"Is it?" His voice was low and husk, you could tell he was turned on just by the fire in his eye.

"Yeah."

———

After the song ended, the two of you continued dancing to whatever song that came on. The boys clearly enjoyed it. It probably felt good knowing that they were the ones to set you up.

The two of you had just finished your last song, you were both danced out and all you wanted to do was sit down. Thank god, you didn't wear heels. In a way, the boots actually assisted you.

Before you could even sit on the couch, though, Johnny yelled for everybody around to shut up once again. "I know some of you just got done dancing," He looked directly at you and Terry, making you laugh a little, "But we've decided to play a little game, and depending on what you do, you can rest, or.. do other things."

Tommy cleared his throat, "Here's how to play the game, everybody puts their keys into one of these bowls," He held up a clear glass bowl in the air, "And each person draws a random set of keys. Whoever you draw, is the person you're with for the rest of the night." Jimmy concluded for him.

You could see the sneaky smirks on all their stupid faces. "We have two bowls by the way cause one is for the adults and the other is for the teens. We don't want anything too illegal going on in Bobby's home."

"Let's play!"

Bobby volunteered to go first, and he drew, and he got keys with a fluffy green dice, and a girl with freckles and beautiful red hair stood up, and Bobby was speechless. She must've went to school with him but he never noticed her, well, he definitely did now.

"Okay, shove on guys," Johnny rushed, and then he walked over to you as if he was excited. "Y/N, you should go next." You knew exactly where this was going, but you played along. For some odd reason. To amuse the boys, you had guessed. "Fine."

You squinted your eyes closed and grabbed a pair of keys, and well, when you opened your eyes it was a dead giveaway. There was a little black and yellow snake keychain.

Terry observed, then cleared his throat. "Those are mine, doll." You knew this was going to happen. But you weren't going to complain. It was fucking Terry Silver for crying out loud?

"Of course they are," You shot Terry a sneaky grin then glared over at the boys, "I knew this was going to happen," You mentioned, but then turned to Terry who was standing behind you.

"Although," You started, then grabbed his collar, yanking him down to your level, your lips were very close together, "I'm not complaining though." He raised his eyebrows at that.

"Okay, get a room you two, gosh," Bobby scoffed, looking away with a bright shade of blush on his face. Johnny laughed, then directed the two of you to one of the spare rooms in the back. Bobby didn't realize Johnny took what he said literally until Johnny came back with just himself. "Damnit, Johnny."

When you heard Johnny's footsteps get farther away from the door, you closed it by grabbing ahold of Terry's shirt again, and pushing him on the door with force. You pulled him down once again, except this time, you weren't waiting, you were eager to have his lips on yours, and you regreted nothing.

Your lips smashed into his, and your hand ran down his chest, and when it got to his v-line, you slowly wrapped it around his waist. "What a tease," He whispered, pressing his lips back onto yours.

He used his hand to tilt your chin up more. He scooped you up, and you wrapped your legs around his waist. You were mentally prepared for him already, Terry was known to be a menace, you expected nothing less when it came to sex.

As the two of you made-out, his hands fell upon your ass, squeezing lighting which made you jump slightly, and when you jumped, you rubbed up against him, you both moaned into each other's mouths.

He walked you over to the bed, and set you down on the edge, spreading your legs and standing in-between them as he pulled away carefully slow. He just stared at you. You have him the sexiest eyes you could give, and he smiled and brushed some hair out of your face. "So beautiful."

His words made you shiver. His voice was just above a whisper, his lips were suddenly close to your ear. One of his large hands left your hip and trailed a soft pattern on your thigh, the feeling began to tickle. "P-please." You breathed heavily.

The sound of your beg made his pants tighten, he just eyed you with a sneaky grin. "Please, what, doll?" He knew exactly what you wanted, he was just being a little bitch.

"God- touch me, please, Terry," He wanted to ravish you right then and there, just because of how you panted his name. He hadn't even touched your body and you were already a mess.

He sat down next to you, bringing your lips to his. His hand moved up your thigh inching closer to the space you needed him most, and when he got to that spot he pushed your underwear aside, and dragged it along your wet folds.

You moaned, loudly, which was covered up by loud music from outside the room. "I've barely touched you and you're all worked up. And god, you're so wet. Did I do this to you?" His tone was low and husk, but it just made you wetter. You nodded eagerly.

He laughed.

He fucking laughed.

Was this just some type of joke to him?

He peered at your lips, then stood up so he towered over you, his hand sneaked up to your cheek. This thumb dragged along your bottom lip. "You need to use your words, my love." His thumb entered your mouth, which was hotter than it seemed, your lips closed around it, and you nodded slowly.

He pushed his finger in a little farther, and you found yourself completely sucking on his thumb. He gazed at you enticingly, the way he looked down on you nearly made your knees tremble.

"Yes, Sensei."

"Fuck," He sighed out loud, it had a little laugh behind it. He grabbed you by the neck, and pushed you back into your bed. "What are you doing to me?" He held you against the covers.

He let go for a second, "This is okay, right?" He asked, completely breaking his little tough-dominant act. You laughed and nodded your head. He smiled and continued.

His hand went from hovering over to squeezing even harder on your neck. His other hand inched up your thigh once again, but this time not as slowly as he did before. "Look at you, needing me. Needing my touch. Such a desperate slut. How does my pretty girl want me to pleasure her?"

You let out a soft moan, "Please, anything." You begged. "Choose. Now. Or you get nothing." He was so demanding. It was so sexy.

"Your hands, then your dick, please," Your words only made him smirk, his grip on your neck tightened. He stuck his middle finger in you without warning, as your hips ground up to his hand.

His finger curled, causing you to scream. He was demolishing you with just his slim fingers, if he was this impressive now, you wondered what he was capable of when it came to actual sex.

You bucked your hips up, but his hand came down to push on your hips, his arms flexed as he pinned your hips down. "Quit squirming, love. I mean, I know it's good," He trailed off cockily, you just rolled your eyes and laughed a little.

That laugh triggered him, so he pushed a second finger into you. His face moved so his lips were almost on yours, his beautiful eyes were filled with anger and lust, "Who's laughing now, huh?"

You whined desperately, you were becoming annoyed at him and his teasingly slow fingers, you were already ready to take him, but you knew he would want to wait a little for that. He just enjoyed the sounds you made while he teased you. He began to laugh.

"It's not that funny, Sensei." His eyes met yours as his fingers left your hole. A quiet moan escaped your lips as his hand tightened around your throat. "You think it's fun playing games with me, Y/N? Don't test me."

You knew he wasn't looking for an answer, but you were feeling extra bratty that day, specifically. "What if I wanted to test you? How would you stop me?" Your lips formed into a sly smirk, and he brought you eve level with him by your neck.

"I'd shut this pretty little mouth of yours," He trailed the tip of his fingers along your lips. You batted your eyelashes at him, "How?"

You gave him your most innocent smile as he gripped your jaw tightly and brought his frustrated face to yours. "By filling it up. But we don't want that, do we?" He breathed, his other hand trailing softly down your body causing goosebumps. You smiled.

"What if I did?"

He scoffed and shook his head. "I knew you'd enjoy this. I knew you being a brat wasn't just to piss me off, you enjoy being punished, huh? Humiliated?" You moaned helplessly at his words.

The hand that was on your jaw left, grabbing the back of your neck. "You like being degraded, don't you, love? I can tell by the way you react when I call you cruel names and say bitter words. It turns you on?" You nodded, and he just laughed.

"Pathetic. Get off the bed." He demanded, and you quickly stood up, his hands left your prepossessing body. "You're gonna say such words to me and think you can get away with it? No. You can't. Get on your knees."

His words made you shiver, but you were definitely more excited than you should've been. Normally people wouldn't be excited about a punishment, but something about being put in your place made you desire the other even more.

You sunk onto the carpeted floor as Terry began to unbuckle his belt. He took the material out of the rims and threw it across the decorated bedroom. He pulled his dress pants down and threw those across the room as well. He stood in front of you in just his white button up and his boxers, and he sat down on the edge of the bed. "C'mere." He demanded lowly, just by the tone of his voice you could tell he was both turned-on and sexually frustrated.

"Pull them down."

You did as he asked, pulling his boxers down slowly and his hard cock fell hit his stomach, he moaned at the sudden exposure. He then looked down to you. You were gazing at him deviously, as you grabbed him suddenly and all he could do was moan. You loved teasing. This was going to be fun.

He shuddered, "Stroke it." He spoke. You did as you were told, except, a lot faster than expected. All he could do was pant and moan, the sensation was too much to slow you down. "Mmm."

He mumbled gibberish, as you used one hand to jerk him off and you ran your nails of the other along his thigh. "That's it, baby, fuck." He moaned louder than expected. You lightly kissed his tip, as you stroked him. "Like that?"

"Fuck, yes, like that." He spoke sounding somewhat frustrated with how fast you possibly could make him come just by using your hand. He hated admitting it, but if you stroking him at the same fast speed, he would loose it in less than five minutes.

His hand wrapped around as much of your hair as he could and as soon as you opened your mouth to take him, he pushed your head so it went as far as you could go. You removed your hand so your mouth could have more access. He held you down as you took all of him, gagging and choking but he didn't care, if anything the gags made it hotter and more realistic.

He grabbed your hair and brought your head up, and then pushed it back down to the point where he was just face-fucking you. And with all honestly, you were loving it. He could tell.

"You love being used don't you?" He panted, "How pathetic, look at you, falling apart, all because I'm taking control of you." You began to choke again as he held you down once more, "Poor thing." The fake sympathy stung, specially at the back of your throat. Tears streamed down your cheeks, your mascara would definitely leave noticeable stains, but you didn't care, and neither did he.

He threw his head back, and you could tell he was becoming close by how he was twitching inside of your mouth. "Fuck, look at you, sucking me off so well," He spoke. You bobbed your head up and down, and he began to pant and moan more than before.

He tried to pull himself out of your mouth, not wanting to hurt you anymore, but you could take it, and you wanted it more than ever. You grabbed his hips and took as much of him as you could, and he just looked down at you with hordes eyes and his mouth agape, "You want it, huh?" He said, and you just moaned in response, the vibrations caught him of guard and soon after his dick contracted and he spilled into your throat, repeating your name and the same gibberish-sounding profanities.

After he calmed down, he looked down at you. You had taken him so well and he wasn't expecting you to take his seed like that, and just thinking about it he became hard again.

He wiped your lip slowly, "Up. Now."

You obeyed, standing up quickly. "On the bed. On all fours." You felt your heart skip a beat knowing what was going to happen next, as you listened to his words and did what he commanded.

He stood behind, dragging you to the edge.

You felt his tip rub against your opening, the tiny sensation making your swollen pussy throb. "Look at you. Such a mess for me."  You whimpered at his demanding words. He thrusted into you without warning, raucously groaned.

His fingertips drowned into your hips, tiny droplets of sweat fell from his forehead as he started his pace so roughly, it made you shout. He yanked your head back by your hair, the pain and the pleasure as a mix was tearing you apart slowly and you weren't sure how much more you could handle.

Terry's arm reached around, his hand rubbed little circles on your clit, proudly smirking at the sound of your sweet moans. "Terry-"

"What do you want? Don't tell me you can't handle it?" He spoke, his words full with venom as he continued to fuck you into oblivion. "No- it's not that," You tempered.

You grabbed his hand that was on your clit, and brought it up to your neck, you formed his hands so it was wrapped around your neck. His hand tightened and you let go.

He smiled down at you, "Atta girl."

He thrusted into you again and again, then flipped you over, so he could watch you fall apart in his arms. "Look at me." His soft hand cupped your cheek, tilting your chin up to look directly at him. Your eyes scrunched closed, not purposely, the pleasure was taking over and you felt yourself begin to loose it.

"Look at me." He repeated, this time firmer. "Look at me while you come, otherwise you won't." His words made you squirm and grab the sheets, you opened your eyes and looked him directly in the eye, "Please, Please let me come." You begged hopelessly.

“Fuck, yes," Apparently the sounds of your begging made him feel like a horny teenager again, cause he threw his head back and let out a breathy laugh. "God, you're so tight, baby," He panted. His breaths became heavier than ever. "Only for you, Sensei," You spoke with a sly grin.

Your sweet talk made his knees weak, "Oh, god, say that again." His submissive side was sharing to show, one second he was extremely dominant and calling you names. The next, he was begging for you to call him the same ones.

"Sensei? You like when I call you that?" You questioned, smiling up at him with the sneakiest look in your eye ever. "God, yes."

He snuck his hand on your clit again, rubbing and stimulating you so you could have the best orgasm you've ever had, and he wanted it to be from him and only him. You looked like a goddess, while being fucked by him, he grabbed your breasts through your dress and massaged them slowly. Your back arched as his eager hands added to the stimulation.

"Oh, I'm gonna come. Please let me come." You whined. He pounded into you faster, his tip hit places you've never been hit before as he held your legs over his shoulders to hit a deeper spot.

You let out a loud moan as you came around him, you moaned his name multiple times. "Is that what you wanted, my love?" He choked out, trying to seem as possible even though he was struggling to speak at all. "God yes," You began to lower from your high, as his thrusts became erratic as he was near his release.

"You want it?" He hummed. Strands of hair fell onto his sweating face, as he eyed your vulnerable figure up and down. His hands pushed the hair off his face, his mouth hung agape as he breathed helplessly.

"Yes," You spoke quickly, knowing he wouldn't last much longer. He moaned your name loudly as his hot cum shot into you, he whimpered and whined helplessly, as his breathing became steady once again and he wiped the sweat off of his forehead.

You smiled, grabbing his shirt and pulling him down for a kiss. He just laughed and kissed you back passionately. After a couple minutes of regaining composure, Terry got up and went to the bathroom that was linked to the bedroom, and grabbed a damp washcloth and came over to clean up the mess you both made.

"Was I too rough?" He asked, sweetly but with a tiny laugh.

You smiled at him, you never realized how beautiful his eyes were. "No, it was perfect. But now I'm tired." You said, then snuggled onto the pillow next to you. He gently held you up and moved the pillow, taking it's place. He let you fall asleep in his arms, and he fell asleep as well not long after.

When he woke up though, the clock next to him struck nine o'clock in the morning and he was awoken by the four boys walking in to 'grab something' but in reality they just winked and whistled at Terry.

Except for Johnny, who was the one who had to acfually get something, the others just followed. Johnny was walking around cluelessly with a hand covering his eyes, not risking the chance of seeing his favorite cousin naked.

You heard Jimmy whisper, "Johnny, you're fine, she's asleep and covered." Johnny protested though, and he shook his head. "It's fine, just in case." He whispered, then ran into a table.

The boys all laughed, then dragged each other out of the room. Tommy looked back and whistled, Terry shooed him out with a look and the rest of the boys speed-walked out of the room, quieter than expected.

[sensei-venus]

i am more than happy to give you karate kid requests! i just thought you would rather write for the cobra kai characters, so i never sent anything in. with that, would you be down to write something young!daniel x female reader where the two of them sneak out of class to make out in the janitor's closet? a bit smutty but not too heavy, mostly just focused on the kissing? it's a concept i find so hot but there aren't any fics out there for it. 😫 let me know if you get this ask because i know tumblr likes to eat them sometimes. take care!

(Unedited) (Support the Writer🌺) (Young!Daniel being…Young!Daniel??,Kissing, Slight Make out, Slight Grouping, Kissing in a closet at school)

Reader narrowed as she looked across the crowded classroom. Eyes falling onto her boyfriend who sat only a row ahead of her. His head was down as he finished working on his class assignment. Daniel always had a thing for trying to finish every single piece of class work before the bell rang. Because he was to lazy to take it home and do it for homework.

She rolled her eyes out of love for the boy and briefly looked away. In that split second her eyes meet the teachers. The older women sat at the front of the class at her over populated desk. Folders and papers where scattered over the dark stained wood. A large stack of book sat on the very corner.

“Reader would you mind running these up to the front office for me? Someone requested them and seeing as we aren’t using them, they need to be returned.”

Reader nodded quickly and studs up from her seat. She walked down the aisle and row of desks and passed some of her peers, no one seemed to take notice. She picked up the stack of books and tried her best to balance them in her grasp. The large stack wobbled a bit in her hold making her jerk a little. For a moment she thought they would tip out of her hands and fall to the floor. Luckily they didn’t as a pair of strong hands held hers steady. She sighed out on relief as she regained her balance of the heavy books.

A few books where removed and she was finally able to see who the person was who helped her. It was Daniel, he grinned her way as he took some of the books.

“Daniel if you could help her to the office with those? They are quiet heavy.”

“Of course miss! Be right back.”

Daniel gave a cheeky smile to the women before leading the way out of the class room. Reader was slow to follow behind him. The books weighing her down a little. They walked side by side as they made their way to the office.

Daniel smirked at her saying “So did you really need help or did you just want to to rush in and save the day.” He wiggled his brows at her. Rolling her eyes she scoffed “Oh yeah because I needed mister save the day to come to my rescue for some text books falling.” She tried to play off the earlier events. He chuckled at her clearly embarrassed expression.

“If it wasn’t for the fact that I love you I would have kicked you in the kneecaps.”

“Baby it’s to late in the day for that kind of violence.”

“Oh lover boy it’s definitely not.”

The trip to the office was quick to say the very least. The front office lady was to busy trying to organize returned piles of text books to even notice them. The two teens just stuffed to each other before setting the books down on the counter and leaving.

The wall back to class was more interesting then the walk up.

Daniel slowly inched closer to her until their shoulders touched. One of his hands snacking around her waist. He was lucky no one was in the hall way because he definitely would have gotten the two of them put into after school detention. He pulled her close, chucking a little and sucked hid front teeth. His lips where right by her ear when he said “How about we make a little detour for a minute. So we can have a little fun~”

Reader wanted to laugh as he tried to pull wool over her eyes. She knew what he wanted pretty clearly.

“We are not doing that in school today-“

“Not that, though I would be down for it. I mean a little kiss, or should I say a little kissing. Plural~”

They looked around for a split second to make sure the hall was still clear before taking off toward the closest janitor closet. Luck for them it was unlocked. Daniel quickly pulled her in and shut the door behind them, he flicked on a old dim light over head. It only brightened the room a bit and put a show of her face as he looked at her. The room was cramped, barely holding them.

Reader grew a little excited as they both tried to stay quiet. Hoping no one would hear them in the closet and get them caught. She had to cover her mouth to stop the small giggle that bubbled out as Daniel looked back at the door for a split second before back to her. He smirks as his hands find her waist again, running up her hips and sides. He bends down a little and moves closer to her. His eyes lidded as he looks down at her.

Their lips meet gently, soft and sweet. Daniel’s lips are soft and warm against hers. Pillowy and sweet and make her melt inside from just their very touch. She wished that she could lie and say he was a bad kisser, but he wasn’t.

Daniel LaRusso was a great kisser. He knew every trick in the book to make her knees week. He used his tricks to silence her every time their lips meet. Playing her like he knew every single button to make she swoon. She feel for it every single time.

Her breath hitched as he felt up her sides and ghosted over her breasts. He smirked into the kiss and swollowed every tiny noice she made. Moans bubbled up from her chest and passsed her lips.

Her eyes fluttering when his tongue slid along her bottom lip asking for entry. She allowed him to part her lips. Their tongues shyly meeting and playing together. Reader gripped onto the boys shoulders as things got more intense. Her nails digging into his shirt as they slam into each other. It’s only a matter of time before they half way part only to go back in. Lips meeting once again.

They are so caught up in each other they they barely register the sound of loud voices out inside the hallway. They jerk back from each other for a moment. Panting out they hold on to each other, a think layer of spit connecting them before it silently snaps. Ending their connection. They both stare at the door intently. Eyes never leaving the light stained wood door.

“Johnny that’s sick man! How did you score that?”

“Shit up man, don’t ask don’t tell. Now come on so we can go smoke this weed. That asshat principle almost caught us the last time we tried to light one up in the bathroom. I want to get one in before pe.”

The sound of Dutch and Johnny slowly faded down the hallway. Only the sound of their shoes lingered in the air.

Daniel coughed lightly, still flustered from the idea of possibly getting caught. Reader zipped her lips tight as she looked up to him. Eyes big and round. Blinking a few times to put on a little charm.

“Man you really try and act all innocent like I didn’t just have my tongue in your mouth.”

“Humm but I think you like that about me don’t you??”

She giggled as the boy sweeper down and smashed his lips to hers.

Starting a sloppy make out session all over again.

[jensensfanfic]

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[jensensfanfic/dojolarusso]

pairing: daniel larusso x reader

warnings: nsfw/18+

notes: we’re gonna say daniel is in his mid 20s for this one. and you’ve been together made 5/6 years? also i got carried away with "J" and "W", wow wow wow

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

daniel will always ask you what you'd like after sex. he'll ask if you want water, a snack, maybe a shower or use the bathroom. or if you want to cuddle... or go for round two.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

you - you're obsessed with playing with his hair during sex. running your hands through it, pulling it and seeing it all messed up afterwards. you're both ass people and you can't resist give his cheeks a squeeze when his hitting just the right spot, or, digging your nails into the plump flesh when you need it faster.

him - daniel loves your shoulders. he loves to kiss them and, with your consent, plant hickies all over them. he think it looks kinda pretty. he also loves your thighs, and ass - loves to squeeze and grab them.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

daniel is very quick to change the sheets after a session if there is a mess left behind. he's not a fan of making that mess, but he does love to cum inside of you whenever you'll let him. on a particularly passionate night one time, he'd finished inside you and while you tried to gain back your breath, you'd watched as he pulled out and then proceeded to slowly gather and push your mixed releases back into you – causing your breath to hitch and you eyes to darken before you suggested going again with a wiggle of your hips.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

it’s not that dirty, but he really loves it when you wear his clothes, like when you surprise him wearing only one of his plaid shirts. ... or a pair of his grey boxers. when he pulls them aside just enough to slide into you, it drives him crazy.

D (bonus) = Dirty talk (do they use it? like it? what do they say?)

daniel isn't incredibly explicit, but he likes a little bit of dirty talk. things you often hear him say during sex include: "let go/cum for/with me, baby" "you feel so good/tight/wet" "fuck yeah" "just like that" "you like that?" "that feels so good, don't stop" "you want it faster/harder/deeper" etc. alson the words he uses most for your "intimate areas" are dick/cock + pussy. he hates the word c**t

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

he's got some experience, but he's no expert. though, learning what you like and don't like, what makes you tick, what you both enjoy together, the sexual journey he's taken with you, he has very much enjoyed.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

call him a romantic, but any position where he gets to see your face, he enjoys. he likes to be able to watch you come apart, and have you in reaching distance, so he can kiss you. missionary, lotus, spooning <3

he also enjoys having you on top. reverse cowgirl gives him a great opportunity to grab your delicious thighs.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

he's goofy a lot of the time, but you both know when a moment becomes more serious, nay, passionate. often, though, these two moods collide. a funny joke can lead to the clashing of teeth and lips, and then fade into sweet, slow love making. or, vice versa..

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

he’s all about trying to impress and please you, therefore, he tries to keep tidy, in every way

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

he will sometimes light candles, play music, even sprinkle your favourite flower petals over the bed. on one particular anniversary, he had made the bathtub look especically fancy, but that night ended with apologies and laughter when you struggled to find a position in the small space and ended up flooding your bathroom. - most of the time his romantic endevours suceed, but sometimes....

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

i headcanon that... one night daniel had heard a specific song playing on the radio, it was the song that you had danced to together during a night on the town. it made him start to picture you that night, his head falling back on the sofa as he remembered the shorts you'd worn then. the ones that barely covered your ass, the ones that allowed him to reach down and sneak a feel when the dance floor was too full for anyone to notice. his hand glides over the growing bulge in his jeans as he thinks about the shirt you had worn too. one of his own favourite red button downs. while dancing, you had turned in his arms to grind into him, causing one side of his shirt to fall enough that one of your shoulders were exposed. daniel pulls out his hardness as he remembers how he couldn't resist biting down on your shoulder. the little yelp you had let out is clear as day in his mind as he starts to stroke himself to the memory. that night you both had decided to leave early. he remembers only making it to the very sofa he was sat on right now, before you had torn each other's clothes off, and, for the first time, fucked on a surface other than your shared bed. that was the moment when you had walked in, just home from work and caught him in the act. he was so lost in his nostalgia that he hadn't heard you, so you had quietly put down your bag, before removing your shirt and sneaking over to him. when he finally opened his eyes again, it was because you were now kneeling in front of him, hands gliding up his legs as you asked, "want some help?" you expected surprise, for him to try to excuse himself or say sorry, but instead he nodded, and moved his hand away, only for it to be replaced with your mouth instantly.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

he's definitely more vanilla, his kinks arent very hardcore. his two favourite kinks are to watch you get yourself off, or edging you/you edging him. there was one occasion where you'd explored bondage together - you had asked him to tie your hands to the headboard using his black belt, and... well, you've been wanting to ask him to do it again since.

another kink had come about after a steamy birthday evening. it was past 2am and you were both spent. daniel's arms were wrapped around you, just barely grazing your exposed breasts. he was peppering kisses all over the warm skin of your upper back, creating a patch to your lips, but when he got to your neck, he'd realised that you started to doze off. daniel smiled and then shifted his hips, but before he could, you'd gripped his leg quickly. with your eyes still shut, you whispered, 'no.' 'baby, i'm still– uh... i need to pull out... so we can sleep.' you turn your head then, opening your eyes just a smidge. 'don't. please. i wanna be close while we sleep.' 'w-with me... inside?' 'is that okay?' you peck his lips, then wait for a response. daniel takes a minute to think before he answers with a 'yes, baby.'

since that night, cockwarming had become a common occurrence - mostly while falling asleep. however, sometimes, you would slide onto him and cuddle him while he watched tv, and on one night, while you struggled on a awful paper for work(or school), you'd asked him if he could sit on your desk chair before you sunk onto him and enjoyed the feeling of his thick length seated inside you, as your stressed eased away.

since the sofa bj (see letter J^), you most often 'do the do' there or in bed. though, there have been a couple of shower fun times, and even a car quickie.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

daniel just loves to see you needy or desperate. he loves it when you show, or tell him how much you want, or need him. he is a people you pleaser after all.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

he enjoys the idea of light bondage, but a hard no for him is anything more than the aforementioned, soft gi belt. ex: cuffs of any kind, or rope. others include: degradation, public sex, choking and a handful more, but he has full trsut in you and you in him.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

he prefers giving, and he absolutely loves to do it. when your relationship started getting more intimate, you were honest with him in admitting that he wasn't that great at oral. but you talked him through it, letting him know what you liked and didn't. and it didn't take that long before he was a pro when it came to your body.

he would be lying if he said he didn't like to receive too, though. it turns him on the most when you surprise him with it. either by telling him, out of the blue, how badly you want him in your mouth. or, by ghosting your soft lips in the direction of his waiting arousal.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

slow and sensual is his thing, but he is always happy to meet your demands of 'harder', 'faster' or 'deeper' in the moment.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

before he met you, he had always viewed quickies as emotionless, rushed. he saw them as something that happened only with a one night stand. but you'd convinced him that a quickie between strangers could be just as passionate as it could be in a loving relationship. you'd shown him this, and now he found them to be fun and exciting. he loved it so much when you needed each other so much that you would end up with your bare ass on the kitchen counter, or with just daniel's fly open as he took you against a wall. there had even been a couple of times where an argument had turned into a sweaty mess of a quickie, resulting in tension shattering and fast forgiveness. wherever or whenever they happened, they were just as pleasing.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

he's happy to experiment if it's something you can both agree on, and nothing that crosses either of your boundaries. but all in all, he's not much of a risk taker. unless you count accidentally leaving your bedroom curtains open once in a while.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

over time, his stamina has improved a lot. it used to be that he would be tired after one round, but nowadays, if you want more, he is more than happy to oblige. and when it comes to giving oral, in the stamina department, he could do it for you all day.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

he doesn't have any of his own, but, you told him that before you moved in together, you had one little purple friend that you would use when you missed more than just his personality. when you missed his touch, his body, his determination to pleasure you without fail, you would take it out and go to town. when he first heard this, he had blushed at the compliments. then, when you told him the toy didn't make the trip to your shared home, he found a similar toy online. he had given it to you as a gift, with a sticky note attached that read, 'for when i'm not around..... or when i am ;)'.

and this, in turn, led to your discovery of one of his very few kinks.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

it's fifty fifty with this, because daniel loves to tease you, but he also loves to please you. he could edge you for as long as you could take, but then he finds it incredibly difficult not to give in to your pleas.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

he thinks he's pretty quiet, and he does have great self-awareness in making sure he's not too loud. but then sometimes he just cannot hold back, and you love it. especially the little 'ah''s he makes when you kiss the sensitive spots behind his ear or the one on a particular area of his abs. there are times during rougher love making that he will let out little growls, and you make it your mission to cause those, as it sends a million shivers through your body.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

i got carried away with my hc for this one, so i'll be posting a separate one shot and linking it here soon!! (it is still in the works as i'm not sure how far to take it etc. help would be appreciated?? 👀)

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

he is pretty well toned thanks to his training over the years. he has a couple of scars on his torso from school fights and general mishaps or clumsiness in the past. there's a particular scar on his left hip that you love to kiss and trace. as for what's going underneath down there, he isn't p-star big, he's pretty average but on the thicker side… ;)

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

high enough for his age. he isn’t sex-crazed and unable to think of anything else… you know? but there are... those days. if we’re going to visualize, maybe you have sex three or four out of seven days in a week. however, that doesn’t account for how many times on those days. to put it simply, you're both incredibly happy and satisfied with your intimacy

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

he likes to watch you drift in his arms before falling asleep himself. and this is usually how it goes. but there are some nights when he can't help it. most especially when your hands are in his hair, lightly scratching and stroking his scalp, sending him into a deep slumber

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[gemini-sensei]

So you uhhh... got any more thoughts on poly! Amanda and Daniel x reader? Asking for a friend of course👀

Naturally, I must tag @sensei-venus 🤭 a little bit of smut ahead

Imagine if bimbo!Reader comes to the dealership looking for a job. She's super sweet, giggly, and still has this youthfulness of her twenties about her. Daniel hires her thinking with his dick in all honesty and she kind of can't do anything. Like, she does nothing right at all.

She's good with customers but she knows nothing about cars. She's kind of a hazard driving too. She shouldn't be behind the wheel and so can't drive any cars around the lots at all.

She's only good at making coffee or bringing in snack cakes for everyone.

Amanda secretly loves her. She watches the new hire from her office, pretending to be on the phone as Reader prances around the dealership in her cute skirts that she bought because they "look so professional." But Reader's thighs barely fit in them, her ass looks so hot, and everything else about her outfit is just a bit too small that her tits and belly are about to spill out. Ugh, sometimes Amanda has to shut the door, close the blinds, and finger her cunt just because she stared at Reader too long.

Daniel is the same way. He takes her under his wing a little but at first, tries to show her the ropes. She's charismatic and cute, so with some help from him, she's talking sales with customers. He watches her but gets a little jealous if the customers are checking her out too. But he can't do anything about that, yet, so he brushes it off and watches Reader jump for joy when she makes a sale. Her tits bounce and Daniel is so distracted by them. Then she hugs him tight in a celebratory hug and he gets hard. She doesn't notice and he's scurrying off to rub one out real quick.

When Daniel and Amanda are together in their free time, they talk about her. They talk about how cute and sweet she is, how she comes to work so happy. They mask these conversations with topics about performance and efficiency, dancing around what they're really talking about until they can't take it anymore. Before they know it, they're fucking to the thought of their cute clueless employee who has no real job description.

"Fuck, I bet you wanna fuck her fat pussy," Amanda moans as she gets pounded. "It's probably nice and tight."

Daniel is so gone too. "I wanna fuck her. Wanna fuck her little cunt. Wanna fill it up and watch my cum leak out of that fat. Little. Cunt!"

The next day they see her, they act like they didn't spend hours talking about and fucking to the idea of her. She smiles so big with a box of donuts for all the employees and they thank her as they take one each. Then she's scurrying off to the auto shop to offer the mechanics some. They watch her, then eat her donuts with knowing looks, Daniel biting into a cream-filled one and Amanda wiping some of the filling from the corner of his mouth and sucking it off her thumb. Then they get to work.

They realize that Reader hasn't come back in a while, so Daniel goes to see what's taking her so long. He finds her bent over a car fixing something under the hood. Turns out she's something of a mechanic and isn't afraid to get a little dirty.

There's music playing and she's shaking her ass to it a lil bit as she helps out the guys in the shop. Daniel watches her for a while before she stands up and announces happily that she thinks she's fixed the problem. They test it and the car starts, but the crew cheers and applauds her. Daniel does too and she's shocked to see him there, so she apologizes for not coming back to the show floor.

"No, no, don't worry about that," he tells her, looking at her oil-covered shirt and the smudge on her face. He thinks it's so hot, but keeps it to himself of course. "Let's go get you cleaned up. You're not in the right clothes to be out here is all."

"You're right," she says as her heels click against the floor.

He takes her to Amanda's office to ask if she has a change of clothes for their sweet little employee. Amanda takes one look at her and 1) wonders what happened and 2) thinks about how pretty she still looks all covered in sweat, grease, and grim.

"I'm sure I have something," she says and starts looking around.

Meanwhile, Daniel leaves and comes back with a warm rag. He starts wiping the oil away from her face, then her hands and whatever little spots are here and there. It's a bit of a tense moment as he stands over her, helping to clean her up. He's shamelessly staring at her tits as they sit so pretty in her bra, her shirt discarded because it was so dirty. She feels the tension and it makes her squirm, but in a good way.

Amanda finally pulls out a shirt. "I think this is one of yours, honey, but it should fit."

Daniel is getting even more excited than he already was. He licks his lips. "Let's try it out."

Amanda comes over and helps Reader slip into his shirt. She helps her button it up and style it with her skirt, but her tits almost don't fit in it. Amanda is moving them, trying to adjust them to sit just right in the shirt, and Reader is biting her lip. Then Amanda finishes up and takes a step back. "Perfect."

Reader is a little flustered after all of this. She thanks them, then leaves the room to get some coffee, asking herself if that really just happened.

Meanwhile, Amanda finds herself bent over her desk, skirt hiked up as her pussy gets plowed by Daniel. They have a quickie while thinking about Reader, talking about the things they wanted to do to her when she was just there in her office.

"I wanted to just rip that bra off and put her tits in my mouth," Daniel grunts, salivating at the thought alone.

Amanda clenched around him. "Fuck, I saw the way she was looking at you when you were cleaning her up. She wanted you to. And I wanted to get on my knees and eat out her fat pussy."

They decide then and there that they have to make her theirs. They just have to have her. Not only because they have the hots for her, but because she is so cute and they've fallen for her. But mostly because they have the hots for her and want her all to themselves.

[amazingmaeve]

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A MESSAGE —

🥋 currently I don't write for any ships but when I do l'll tell you guys which ships. some of these are older and they're kinda bad since it's been a while since I wrote them, so please don't point it out.

🥋 also I do my best to write all the readers/ocs so that anyone can relate but if you want me to write a story with the reader being POC just tell me when you request! also the fics with smut will be aged up to 18 +.

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🌧️ = angst | 🤍 = fluff | 💋 = smut | ♟️ = dark

[bramblesbriars]

Middle of the Night: Chapter 1

Terry Silver is a prominent business owner, who happens to be a powerful vampire leader in the LA area. From waste disposal to escort services, Terry has a market for just about everything. But when a strapping new intern arrives from the local community college, he begins to rethink his priorities.

Trigger warning: This story is filled with drugs, smut and less than pleasant situations. If these bother you in any way, please, DO NOT READ. Definitely 18+. You've been warned.

First days were always the hardest, that’s what Mr. Miyagi had told him anyway as he scuffled from the table and headed out the door that morning. As helpful as the advice was meant to be, it only made Daniel nervous on the drive over to the place, nearly getting lost at one light. He had made the drive before, twice even, and a little anxiety was going to throw off his whole day? He shook his head, doing his best to shake it off as he pulled into the parking lot of the massive building, glancing at the sign out front.

DynaTox Industries was a well-known staple in the area, as was it’s owner, Mr. Silver. He seemed to be a pretty decent guy, always participating in charities and community programs. That was the only reason Daniel got accepted to the internship program in the first place, no million dollar company would have dreamed of taking in a pathetic community college intern unless they were showing a little pity. The entire admissions process had been intense and a little extreme though, yet not once had Daniel met the mysterious executive.

With this in mind, he wondered if he would get a chance to see the man on his first day in with the other interns. Not that it mattered much, he expected to be working with a supervisor or something in the sales departments, that was his focus anyway. It was just always nice to know who you were working for.

The building was plated in glass, reflecting Daniel’s awkward form back at him as he made the trek up to the revolving doors, heading inside. Exotic plants decorated the entry way, the teen pausing to touch a petal of one of the flowers to see if it was real. The purple flake broke into his hand causing him to panic and tuck it into the pot before he darted over to a nearby desk where a lady sat. He gave his best smile, weight shifting from foot to foot when her gaze found him.

“Welcome to DynaTox Industries. How may I help you?” The woman flashed a kind smile, hands folded over her workstation as she addressed Daniel.

“Hi, I’m Daniel LaRusso, I'm an intern” He started, adjusting the bag on his shoulder. “I was wondering where I’m supposed to be. It’s my first day.”

“Oh, right, one of the interns.” The assistant checked the index card holder on her desk. “La…LaRusso…Ah, here you are.” After a moment of reading the card, she wrote down some information on a slip of paper and passed it to the teen. “You’re going to floor three, conference room B. There should be someone there to help you.”

“Thank you so much.” Daniel nodded, rushing towards an elevator just before the doors were about to close. He clutched the piece of paper in his fist, glancing over it as the elevator ascended to his floor just to give himself something to do. Once the car paused on the third floor, he hesitated before stepping out into the hall where a some other people lingered.

A few other interns congregated in the hallway, Daniel spotting them by their dazed looks and questionable attire. Despite his best effort to smile and appear approachable, none of the others paid him any mind, nor did they speak to each other. He figured it was every man for himself around there, but still, he had to at least try to be civil. He was going to be stuck with most of these people for a few months, the last thing he wanted to do was to piss everyone off on his first day there.

Per the assistant’s directions, Daniel scoped out the right conference room, surprised to find an elderly lady waiting for him. She was helpful though, giving Daniel his name tag and a folder of paperwork. Most of it needed to be signed and returned, but the brunt of it was information on the company and its owner. The pamphlets would come in handy for his paper later on, and he did have an interest in how the company worked. He didn’t like to be superficial of others, but he wondered if the other interns actually cared about why they were there or if they only saw a multi million-dollar company and flocked to it. DynaTox hadn’t been his first choice for an internship, but they were the ones who had accepted him, and he was grateful for it.

“You’ll be shadowing our sales team.” The old woman explained. “There will be another intern joining you later this week, so you won’t be the only greenhorn around for long.” Her leathery face crinkled into a smile. “You seem like a good kid, you’ll fit right in.”

“Thanks, Miss Margaret.” Daniel smiled, but his nerves pinched the ends of it, a hand bunched at the hem of his shirt. “Where do I get started? I mean, what will I be doing?”

“For now, just shadowing, watching.” Margaret shooed him towards the door, making sure he had the file in his arm. “Mr. Silver would have a heart attack if interns touched anything.”

Mr. Silver. The name sounded so refined and regal, Daniel had to at least acknowledge that. No wonder the guy was rich and owned a nice chunk of the valley, he probably came from a prominent family with a name like that. That’s where his mind wandered off to when Margaret spoke, not where he was supposed to be or what he was meant to be doing. He blinked then when he heard his name, inhaling a sharp breath.

“Just shadow the sales team, got it. Thank you, Miss Margaret.” Daniel again grinned for the old woman, who by then had turned to walk away, going towards the elevator. He sighed, trying to recall where exactly the sales team was.

It took some trial and error, a little embarrassing, but he found the assistant head of the sales team. A balding man, who was not nearly as talkative or friendly as he was hoping he was going to be, who made sure Daniel did nothing but stand back and watch. Later he was introduced to the actual head of the team, the lady far nicer but still pretty strict. It was during this interaction that he learned what he was mostly going to be doing over the next few months.

Coffee duty.

Oh, he was seething, the mild scent of sandalwood seeping into his clothes. What was he supposed to learn by just standing and watching? That wasn’t how he learned karate, and that wasn’t how he expected to learn how to run a business. If that was the case then he guessed he shouldn’t have even gone to college. He almost hadn’t taken the risk, but Mr. Miyagi had convinced him to push himself further. Whether he would make it or not was still up in there air.

For the time being, he found himself running back from the nearest coffee shop with orders for nearly every member of the sales team. He was lucky to have a drink carrier, but hot beverages and cardboard don’t always mix. He didn’t spill any, but he stopped just short of losing the entire carrier, setting it down on a table in a waiting area. Daniel adjusted the cups and again tried to pick it up, one of the drinks tilting a bit. He was quick to set it back down, muttering a curse under his breath.

“Do you need help with that?” A voice came from next to the teen, soft and amused.

Daniel’s eyes met an icy blue stare, freezing him in place for a second. The man beside him looked so out of place, pale skin, raven hair, and eyes that just screamed intense. His clothes fit the part though, the guy decked out in a fancy business suit. He looked a little too nice to be working there though. Who was this guy?

“Oh, no, I’ve got it.” Daniel was quick to try and grab the carrier again, but the same thing happened. “Yeah, I might need some help actually. Thanks.”

“No problem.” The man picked up three of the coffees, while Daniel grabbed the other two. “It’s not easy being the intern.” The teen shot a look over at the guy who smirked. “It’s not hard to tell. You’re all over the place.”

“That easy, huh?” Daniel chewed his lip, kicking himself for looking like such an idiot. He led the way to the elevator, punching three with his elbow once they both were inside. There was something about this guy’s scent that made Daniel sway, he couldn’t put a finger on it. It wasn’t like any alpha scent he had smelt before, it was stronger.

“It gets easier, so I hear.” While he spoke, the man cut a glance over at Daniel, tracing his profile. Daniel tried to avoid the man’s wandering stare while they stood there together, but it was hard to ignore. Was it his clothes? He had worn the best clothes he had, but he didn’t have too much to pick from, hoping he could buy new stuff with his first pay check.

“I just wish people would let me do something.” He sighed. “I get I’m an intern and a student, but I can’t learn if I don’t do anything.” Daniel huffed the last part, stepping out onto the floor when the doors opened up. The man followed behind him, mouth slightly pursed and brows arched.

“So, you’re a kinaesthetic learner.” When Daniel gave the man a confused look he laughed. “You learn by doing. You’re a physical learner.”

“Oh, well, yeah.” Daniel shook his head at the strange word the man used. “I just hope this entire intern thing isn’t going to be like this the whole time.” The beta sighed as he paused at the conference room door to open it.

“If they see potential in you then they’ll give you a chance.” He set the coffees he held on a console table by the door before motioning towards it. “I better get going. Me and these guys don’t really get along.” It was a strange thing to say, but Daniel brushed it off, realizing he didn’t get the man’s name.

“Oh, I’m Daniel, by the way.” He wedged his foot in the door to keep it open, disappointed he couldn’t shake the guy’s hand like a professional.

“I know. It’s on your shirt.” The man cut a sly grin Daniel’s way as he pointed to his name tag, before turning and walking down the hallway.

The guy hadn’t even given him his name! How rude could one person be? Well, he did help him carry the coffees to the room, but wouldn’t go inside? Daniel found himself troubled by the exchange the rest of the day, zoning out a good portion of the time that the sales team were going over figures that he could barely understand. He recalled what the man said, that if they saw potential in him that they would give him a shot. But how was he supposed to show any potential by just standing around?

As the work day drew to a close, the murmurings of a get together at a bar across town reached his ears. Something about celebrating the arrival of the new interns or some nonsense like that. Daniel didn’t see the harm in it, not a big drinker but he saw it as a chance to meet some of the other people he worked with. It was all a part of the college experience, right?

Some folks went home after work to change, while the majority of others left work and immediately went to the bar. Daniel was one of those people, not wanting to explain to Mr. Miyagi why he was leaving home after getting back from work. He wasn’t exactly dressed for a night out, clad in dress pants and a sweater, but he didn’t look bad. There were plenty of other people in the bar who looked worse than he did.

Once other employees from the company began to filter into the bar, Daniel tried to strike up conversations with a few of them. Some ignored him, while others referred to him as a child and outright insulted him. There were a couple who humored the teen, it mostly being the younger women of the company, batting their eyes at him and asking how his first day was. Daniel didn’t mind the attention, it was a nice change after losing touch with a few of his old flames. The wounds were still a little fresh though, and most of the conversations died down soon after they began.

Daniel found himself at the bar halfway through the night, ordering Dr. Pepper and people watching to pass the time. He had tried to order a beer, but the bartender wouldn’t let him, just chuckling at him and giving him a soda on the house. Even when he was trying to be badass, he couldn’t win. So he sat there, drinking his soda and staring off at the other bar goers. Until a familiar voice echoed from beside him.

“Whiskey, please. Neat.”

The man from earlier perched on the bar stool next to Daniel, now dressed in blue jeans and a long sleeve shirt. His dark hair was slicked back into a ponytail, a few stray pieces curling around his forehead and ears. Daniel was quiet while he cut his eyes over at the man, the same odd scent of smoke filling his nose. It made sense that he would be there too. The guy did work at the company. But for him to find Daniel at the bar like that? It was weird. As if on cue, the man seemed to focus in on Daniel’s insecurity.

“Oh, hey, Daniel.” The man grinned, sipping his whiskey. “How was the rest of the sales meeting?”

“Boring.” The brunette admitted as he picked at his cuticles. “I did get to drink one of the coffees though. Apparently, I messed up the order.” He shrugged then, tan cheeks flushed. “What branch are you in…You know I never got your name!”

“Terry.” He held a handout to the teen, who gave it a firm shake. “Ah, I really do a little bit of everything. I’m particularly good at business management, the administration side.” Terry explained, gesturing with his hand before taking another sip of his drink. “So, you want to go into sales, is that right?”

“Oh, I don’t know yet. I just know I’m interested in business. I’d like to have my own someday.” It was the first time Daniel really smiled that evening, the once agitating scent of smoke now oddly comforting. “Not sure what kind yet, but I’d like to have my name on a sign some kind of way.”

“That’s a pretty big ambition. All you need is the drive to get there.” Terry finished his drink, nodding to the bartender for another. “And maybe some money.”

“Yeah, that’s why I’m going to save everything I get from this internship…” Daniel paused when the other laughed. “What?”

“This internship doesn’t pay its interns. Most internships don’t actually.” Terry thanked the bartender when he got his drink, setting it aside. “So you won’t be making anything, Danny-boy.”

It was definitely news to him. He had specifically applied to the DynaTox internship program because it offered a paid internship and now some guy was telling him that it was a lie? It had to be a joke. But what if it wasn’t? That meant he was going to have to find some other way to save up money while also going to school, and that hadn’t been part of his thinking going into this. Daniel went quiet, pushing his empty glass around on the counter.

A hand pressed into his back then, the pressure soft against his spine. He blinked, head snapping round to meet Terry’s electric gaze and faint smile. Daniel’s mouth opened though no words left him, the strangest sensation jostled through his veins to have another man look at him that way. Specifically, to have that man look at him that way.

“If you’re strapped for cash I know a way you can make some extra money.” Terry kept his voice low, sliding his hand down Daniel’s back and off his hip. The teen tensed when the man did that, averting his eyes. “It’s totally discreet. I mean, hell, how do you think all the other interns are making their money?”

Daniel’s body warmed. Was this guy really propositioning him? He dug in his pocket for his wallet, pulling it out only to drop it on the floor. He slid from the bar stool to grab it, but a foot stopped him. A lump settled in his throat as he stared at the shoe that rest on his wallet, not daring to look up.

“Let me get those for you, Danny-boy.” Terry slid his foot off Daniel’s wallet then got out his own, paying for both of their tabs. The teen snatched up his wallet, ready to run out of the bar when a voice called after him. “Remember what I said, Daniel. Think about it.”

Was he desperate enough to consider such a thing? No, never, that was disgusting. Besides, he had never been with anyone, why would he drop as low as to have his first time be with someone he didn’t even know? And for a few bucks too? He wasn’t ready to be that pathetic. He preferred to be a broke loser than a floozy degenerate. The entire incident left him shaken and made him regret ever asking the guy his name.