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Code Blue Ch. 21- Thunderstruck

Summary: Lee and Josie ride the storm out at the lake house, both struggling with nerves on overload and not because of the weather. Lee has an embarrassing moment. He tells Jo a story and acts it out. His heart is in the right place, but Jo panics. Apologies and sweet nothings are shared along with kissy fluff. Are you ready readers?? The moment has finally arrived. One kiss leads to another as JoLee gets sweet and spicy.

*Warnings* 18+...language, anxiety, storms, smut

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Chapter characters: Lee, Josie

Salem, Massachusetts

February 27, 2023

12:30 AM- The Lake House

Lee took off his coat as you stood there studying him, nervous as hell after sharing that heavenly kiss in the car just moments ago. Judging by his body language while trying to untangle his scarf, he was a bundle of nerves too. Neither of you were anxious then, so why were you both so tense now? In fact, you and Lee were so at ease with your lip lock and now you felt like you could hurl at any given moment.

"Jo...are...you ok?"

"Yeah, besides looking like a drowned rat and wanting to collapse."

"Well, you are one beautiful drowned rat who needs some rest. You're exhausted....and it's all my fault."

"Lee no...it's not. Everything tonight was all Gordon and Ethan, they triggered you. It was all so perfect before their interference. If anyone's exhausted, it's you. I'm so sorry for what you went through tonight."

Lee finally stopped moving about and smiled at you, releasing a soft sigh and lowered his head.

"Why are you smiling?"

"I think you know why."

You figured it out quickly by his tale tell blushing cheeks. The kiss....and now your stomach did one big flip, as if you were falling. He then continued on with sweet words in a much more relaxed demeanor and stance than you. It was so hard to believe this was the hot mess you witnessed only an hour ago.

"You're worried about me when you were thrown some heavy shit tonight that you didn't deserve Jo. I've asked this before and I'll ask it again...where the hell did you come from? Heaven is my only guess."

"I could ask the same of you...." you answered while anxiously biting your lip while unable to fully look him in the eyes..

"Jo...you're tense. Why don't you sit down and relax, get out of that wet coat. You seem cold. Would you like some wine to help warm you? Something to eat? I'll start a fire. There's a blanket there on the couch."

The only thing you wanted to warm you and knew that could, was his body and now your face felt extremely flushed for such a thought.

"Thank you. No...no food. Wine would be good though. Would...you mind if I go upstairs and change into something dry? I..I brought some other clothes...only because I didn't know if...I would be staying or not..."

Lee stared at you for a moment, noticing how nervous you really were. He was too, extremely.

"Jo, you can stay here anytime. I told you that you could stay tonight and the guest room where you got ready earlier, is all yours if you want it. Go ahead, go get changed and I'll pour us some wine and start this fire and....we can sit and....talk? Unless...you don't want to anymore. It's ok if you would rather just turn in soon."

Just then, the thunder rolled through the house, making you jump.

"Uhhh, no. I cannot sleep in this. Never could. I...I want to sit with you...please."

Your desperation wasn't your finest moment but the thought of being apart from him, especially right now had your tears threatening to fall, but you choked them back.

"Of course Jo. I'll stay up with you all night if I you need me to. I'm not going anywhere. You're safe here...with me."

The way he said that, his tone and how he looked at you, It was like he had x-ray vision, just like superman and could see how scared you were. It made you just want to run back into his arms and kiss him all over again...but you knew where that might lead...and now you knew exactly why you were so damn nervous.

"I'll ummm...be right back then..." you skittishly said and began to head up the stairs, tripping over the first step like the love sick klutz you were.

"Hey Jo..."

"Yeah?" you swiftly asked as you spun back around, almost losing your balance in your overwrought state.

"Thank you."

"For?"

"Being here. Being my only true friend. Being you....just for everything."

"Of...course Lee. Right back at ya babe."

Lee humbly smiled as he winked at you and walked off to the kitchen.

You barely made it to the bathroom without peeing your pants and sat on the toilet with your head in your hands, feeling your chest tightening as you panted. You had never felt so timorous in your life, not even on that rollercoaster that caused your fear of heights. How could one simple man make you feel this way? No man ever had, not even Gerry and my god, you were going to marry him. Your hands were shaking so bad that you could barely wipe yourself.

You got up, slipped out of your skirt and fumbled with the soap to wash your hands and then splashed cold water on your face.

"Come on Jo...calm your ass down before Lee has to scrape you up off the floor." you said, scolding yourself in the mirror.

Just then, you heard loud music turn on from downstairs.

"Whewwwww.....breathe Jo. You can do this...because it's everything you have always wanted....God you look like hell." you said one last time to yourself in the mirror and then went to change.

The storm was getting stronger and Lee's attempt to block out the thunder for you with music was not working. When you came downstairs, you found him peering out the window in a concerning way as the lightning flashed upon his face.

"Lee?? Is everything alright? The storm, it's getting worse isn't it?"

"Heyyy, Jo, it's alright. I was just looking out over the water. You can see it from up here. It's really pretty when the lightning flashes on it. I tried the tv to check on the weather but the satellite is out, but I haven't heard of any storm warnings for the area before today....here sweetheart, I poured your wine. You ok?"

He handed you your glass and all you could think of was how pretty his face was when the lightning flashed upon it.

"Thank you and...I guess so. I should call my mom and check on her."

"Good luck with that.. I just tried to call my farm sitter to see how things were out there. The signal is shit. Texts won't go through either. You can try the landline but I got nothing but static. Try not to worry Jo. I've got a generator if the power goes out, and a basement."

"You have a landline?" you giggled.

"Yep, doctor remember? Need all possible forms of communication....well at least I did need it..."

Lee went and sat down and patted the spot beside him.

"Come sit with me, try to relax. Put your feet up."

You were more than happy to do it as you plopped down right up against him, pulling your legs up. It's all you had wanted to do since he had put you down after carrying you inside. Lee placed his hand on your leg and smiled so lovingly at you.

"Speaking of feet...what happened to your shoes from tonight anyways?" Lee asked with a raised brow and a curled smirk.

"Oh...ummm. I kinda...threw them at Gordon's head."

Lee busted up laughing. "Dare I ask?"

"Well, after you left, I went to leave and I fell...DON'T laugh...stupid ass heels...and he tried to help me up and it just pissed me off after all he had done...one hit him square in the ass too." you explained as you also laughed.

"Ha...ha....well, I did fuck my knee up."

"I thought I saw you limping...damn Jo, can I see it?"

"Y..yeah...sure. It's...just a scrape really."

"Who's the doctor?" he jokingly reminded you again with both his brows raised. Quite the habit of his, but then again, it was quite the habit of yours to keep getting hurt.

There went your butterflies again as he began sliding your pant leg up, swarming in your gut as if there were thousands of them. The thought of his hand on your leg again, like when he checked over your ankle at his other house, sent out of control tingling sensations to your lower region.

When he pulled the fabric over your knee, he gently laid one hand on the side of your leg and with the other, he traced his finger along side the wound, causing your knee-jerk reflex as if you had been tapped with one of those medical hammers.

Lee swiped his hand back and looked at you with astonished eyes.

"Did I hurt you?? I..I'm so sorr..."

"No..nooo Lee, I... I'm fine...I..don't know what happened."

Oh yes you did, but you weren't about to tell him that his feather light touch caused such a reaction in you. You could see that he had caught on to what just happened as he replied to your answer with a very cute smirk.

If he were honest too, he would tell you that simply touching your knee was also doing out of control things to him in places they shouldn't be, and your reaction to his touch didn't help. All he could envision was you in that mini skirt you had on earlier. He quickly stood up with his hands on his hips and nervously sighed.

"Yeah... ok then, I am going to go get some peroxide to clean that up." he rambled out and hurried off.

You flung yourself against the back of the couch, throwing your hands over your face and quietly groaned. Of course, your hands were intensely covered in his cologne, making you whimper. What in the world was happening? You had always been quite jittery around him because of how you felt for him, but it was now magnified times a thousand after sharing an out of this world kiss and professing your love for one another. If the two of you ended up in bed, you were almost certain you would unravel before he even got to fourth base.

Lee fumbled through the medicine cabinet as his forehead began to lightly perspire. He stopped and placed his hands on the vanity and lowered his head with a heavy exhale powering out of him. His eyes unwillingly traveled to his man hood that was becoming prominent under his slacks.

"No..no..no..noooo.no NO...Not now." he complained in a whisper as he crunched his eyes shut. "You just shut up!" he ordered to his cock as if it could hear him, and worse yet, as if it would listen. He repeatedly splashed cold water on his face and dried it off as he chuckled and shook his head, pacing in a circle until, finally his soldier was at ease.

Lightning flashed and then a sonic boom of thunder pounded over the house, rumbling through the floor, causing the lights to go out.

"LEE!!!" you screamed as you sprung up.

"Jo! I'm coming, it's alright."

Lee raced up to you and you leaped up into his arms just as the lights came back on.

"It's alright baby, I've got you. It's ok, It's ok." he sweetly assured you as he caressed your back.

You were shaking so bad as you squeezed him like a boa constrictor. His embrace took all your fear away as he lightly rocked you, as if you were dancing again, just like after the elevator episode.

Lee kissed your head softly and lifted his head up to look at you as he held his hand on your cheek.

"I'll never let anything happen to you. Come on, please sit back down and let me fix your knee up."

You believed him with every ounce of your soul and sat down as he asked. This time you lifted your pant leg up for him to make things easier on the both of you. Lee grabbed the peroxide and cotton balls off the table where he had tossed them on his sprint to get to you, and then sat down beside you. Gently, he began dabbing the cotton balls over your wound, careful not to touch your skin again at all with his hand so he didn't have a repeat episode with his defiant member down below.

Another bout of thunder rippled through the house, making you tense up, so Lee began talking to you while he tended to your knee, like the two of you were supposed to be doing anyways.

"When I was a kid, I was scared of storms too. We lived in Texas before we moved to the farm just outside of Salem. I'm sure you can imagine what the storms there were like. I would hide under the kitchen table or behind the couch with Gordon. As kids, he used to look out for me. He was scared too and one night dad got out some flashlights, told us they were storm zappers, that all we had to do was point them at the sky and the storm would be afraid of us and leave. Of course, me being a kid, I asked him how, because we certainly didn't want to go outside to do it. He said for the mild storms, it would work if we just pointed it at the ceiling. Well, me and Gordon tried that, but obviously, it didn't work. I remember crying, so dad, my hero, took the flashlights and went outside to zap the storm himself as Gordon and I knelt on the couch and watched from the window. Now mind you, it didn't work either BUT my dad was out there in the blowing wind and rain, soaking wet doing the funniest things, like falling over on the muddy ground as if the wind was too strong and it had me and Gordon cracking up, totally distracting us from our fears...which is exactly why my dad did what he did...and because of him, I was no longer scared of any storm."

Lee then began rolling up his sleeves and crossed his arms over his stomach as if he were pondering on something.

"Lee, your dad sounds like he was the best dad in the world and obviously loved you very much to do something so dangerous like that...I'm so glad it helped you. If only storm zappers were real, then I wouldn't be afraid anymore."

"Oh but they are real. I'll show you." Lee said with a sly smile and a look in his eyes that told you he was about to do something off the wall.

"Wait, what?"

Lee got up and scavenged through a drawer, pulling out two flashlights and checking to see if they worked...and then looked down at you.

"I promise to be careful...just watch."

"Lee, WHAT are you doing???"

He walked out the side door off of the kitchen as you jumped up and followed him, standing in the open doorway.

"Lee, stop this! There's lightning, you could be struck and it's so windy, a tree branch could fall on you or something! You don't need to do this baby please!"

"I know I don't. I want to. I don't want you to be afraid anymore."

"But I am afraid, FOR YOU!!"

The fact that he was doing this for you was honorable, yet fucking ridiculous, but you still couldn't help loving him even more for his determination and selflessness.

All you could do was watch as the rain plummeted over him. He was completely saturated within seconds. The lightning was like a disco show as the thunder drummed to it.

Lee stood for a moment and just stared at the sky, letting the rain wash over his face as he stretched his arms out. Something in this moment told you it wasn't all solely for you, but for him as well. You believed he felt connected to his father by doing this and that he also didn't want to be afraid anymore from the storms life was throwing at him....and it broke your heart.

Lee then turned to look at you...instead of showing him your fear, you just smiled at him and let him have this moment, while praying to God he would be safe.

He then raised the flashlights to the sky and began slowly spinning around, as if he were zapping every inch of the storm with his will. You had never seen anything so damn sexy but yet so scary as the lightning danced all around him.

And then...he did it....what he told you his father did. Lee began acting as if the wind was knocking him over as he tumbled around on the ground....and then got right back up and began fearlessly fighting the storm again.

You stood in awe with tears while laughing because you just couldn't help it. This was your man, your unstoppable hero and you wanted to spend the rest of your life with him.

Lee then stopped, raised his arms straight up as he stared at the sky again, pointing the lights at the storm and then gave one final swipe of his arms, slaying the monstrous beast.

"Lee, please come inside!"

Finally, Lee came to the door.

"Are you satisfied yet, or do you maybe want to run around the block a few times, taunting the lightning some more to strike you down??"

"I don't." he replied in a somber tone followed by a tiny frown.

He could tell you were unhappy as you abruptly moved to the side, staring at him for him to pass.

Once inside, Lee grabbed a towel from the bathroom and sat at the table vigorously drying his hair.

"Now who's the drowned rat?" he chuckled as you just stared at him some more.

"Ok storm slayer, you killed it. Are you happy now?"

Although you appreciated what he did and was trying to do, you were slightly pissed off.

"You're...mad..." he quietly said as he gazed up at you.

"Yeah Lee, I am. I get what you did and why, but you could have been hurt or even killed and I'm not ok with that at all! Do you have any idea what that would have done to me??"

Your eyes welled up again as he stood in remorse.

"Jo..I....I only wanted to help you...because...I...I love you."

Instead of saying it back, you carried on in your anxious state.

"That's no reason to put your life at risk Lee! It's like you lost all rationalization...and it was just plain stupid! Were you trying to get yourself killed? because it almost seemed like it. You can't just come into my life like this, make me fall for you and then do dumb shit that could take you away and I know how selfish I sound right now, but I don't fucking care. I would rather go through the storms with you than without you....damn it."

Lee was speechless for a moment after you rebuked him in such a manner.

"You're right. It was very fucking stupid of me, which that's all I seem to do is stupid shit. I'm a fuck up, I get it. I am going to go dry off." he flatly said, then walked around you and swiftly left the room, cranking up the music and then headed upstairs.

Now you were the one who felt instantly stupid and really bad. You poured another glass of wine and knocked it back. As you went to go after him, you caught sight of something and stopped to look at it. Drawings...all over the refrigerator. Jacob's drawings. You wondered if they had always been there or if Lee had just recently put them up when he was unpacking the boxes of Jacob's things he brought there from the other house....and now you felt even more like shit. You needed to go apologize, so you slowly crept up the stairs to find him.

Your anxiety was causing you to overheat, so you quickly went into your room and removed your shirt, leaving only a skimpy white tank top on that you wore underneath. You stared in the mirror, now feeling to bare as you fidgeted with your cleavage area and then tied your hair back. Picking up a magazine, you fanned yourself aggressively, trying to breathe and get the annoying hot flash to go away. Once it subsided, you then took a few deep breaths to settle your raging butterflies and went to his room.

The door was ajar enough for you to see in. Lee was sitting at a desk, lost in thought and still in his damp clothes. You slowly walked in and went over to him.

"Lee.." you squeaked, almost in a whisper. "I...god I am so sorry. I...I was just so scared for you, much more than I was of the storm. If anything were to happen to you...I...I just can't even think of it...."

He gazed up at you briefly, affected by your words, then lowered his eyes back to where they were.

"I understand what you were doing. I'm not upset about that. In fact, it means the world to me that you would go to such lengths to make me feel safe, but I don't feel safe when I don't feel that you are safe...I..I can't lose you Lee...I..I love you too. So much."

You smiled at him, trying so hard not to cry.

"And...god it feels so good to say it, because I need you to know something. I have been in love with you for quite some time now, so scared that you didn't feel the same way or that if I told you, you would run...because I know that love was the last thing you were looking for. It was the same for me. I swore all men off, that they were the devil and vowed to never let anyone in ever again...and then there you were, my prince on a great white horse that I only ever wrote and dreamed about, and there were times that I swear I could feel that you were out there but I refused to try and find you, telling myself that if it was meant to be, we would find each other when the time was right. When I found you, you rocked my entire world in a way that's indescribable. A thief in the night that stole my heart. I couldn't get you out of my head and...you were just so perfect, in every way to me. I had such a hard time believing you were real, that's why I pushed you away before. You scared the hell out of me, and if I am being honest, you still do....because I have never felt this way for anyone...ever...and the thought of losing it, losing you...There is no one like you and could never be...tonight...I...I just panicked and I was so mean and cruel and I swear to god, I didn't mean to be because I would never hurt you. Seeing you in any kind of pain hurts me and I just want to take your pain all away and I can't....just like you were trying to do for me tonight."

Lee's eyes then locked into yours and you could see that he believed you and was deeply moved, and even taken aback by what you just confessed.

"Jo, I understand why you reacted the way you did. You were right, it was stupid. I shouldn't have behaved so carelessly. especially with your feelings. Instead of making you feel better, which is all I was trying to do, I only made you feel worse. I scared you and I am so sorry, because the last thing I ever want to do is scare you. You deal with enough fear in your life and don't need me adding to it. I've wanted to tell you so many times how I felt about you, but I was just so afraid I would push you away again., and yet there I was, pushing you away. The truth is, we were just so afraid of each other because it was all so new to both of us. Everything...every single thing we have done in our lives and been through has led us to each other, and it was hard for me too, to believe you were real but all the signs that you have made me believe in, I couldn't deny anymore. You say you want to take all my pain away, well...I want to take all your fears away...but I too... can't. I want to be your hero, the superman you dream of. You turned my world upside down from the first time ever I saw your face..and those beautiful sun-like eyes of yours, I thought the sun rose in them...they just sucked me right in like some vortex... you tore up my life Jo, in the best way possible....you literally had me at hello...and yes I've seen Jerry McGuire." he lightly chuckled and took in a nervous breath, then continued.

"You're my lady strange Jo, because I too, have never experienced anyone like you or anything like this and I don't want to lose this or you. I can't. I'm so lost in you that I can't see straight anymore. I fell so damn hard for you, tripped over my own two feet and fell face first, flat on the floor. I can't imagine a world without you. I've been missing something my entire life and now I know that something was you. You're my rock and my true best friend and I am so in love with you, it hurts. You're literally the love of my life Josephine Leeann March. I am nothing without you, no one, nothing at all."

Lee was becoming emotional in expressing how he felt about you, trying to choke back his own tears and hold eye contact with you, and you were just absolutely falling to pieces inside over his heartfelt words that were damn near like wedding vows.

You needed to touch him. You needed to make him feel loved and wanted. He was so vulnerable, so broken and you wanted to do everything in your power to put him back together again.

You squatted down beside him and reached your arms up, tenderly placing your hands on each side of his face. He struggled with looking at you and you knew that was because this was all new to him, being so naked, trusting you with his shattered heart.

Piece by piece, you were going to stitch him back up. You were going to be the doctor now and take care of him for once. He had been neglected for so long in the ways that mattered before you met him and he had felt so alone and lost.

"I'm here now Lee...and just like you want to protect me, I want to protect you. You told me I was safe with you and I need you to know that...you are safe with me too. I have waited a lifetime for you."

A tear snuck out of his eye and rolled down his cheek.

"God Jo, if you only knew. You're the only one I believe in. There are times I can't breathe without you next to me."

"I do know...I'm right here beside you so...just breathe. Just like you told me to do, remember?"

Lee gasped in and then exhaled as another tear fell.

You leaned into him and lovingly kissed his tears and then his forehead. Finally, he looked into your sympathetic eyes with such incredulity in his drowning eyes over your genuine endearment.

"Where...did you come from?" he whispered.

"You already asked me that." you replied with a soft smile.

"And you never answered me."

"From right here..." you humored him and placed your hand over his racing heart.

Another moment was there, screaming at you to go to him and nothing or no one was there to interrupt it. Slowly, you brought your lips to his and softly kissed him.

Nose to nose, he then opened his eyes and gazed at you.

"Jo...is this real?" he asked with an exhilarated smile.

"Let me show you just how real this is."

You slid your hands up his neck and pushed into him, kissing him so deeply. His hands glided up your back, pulling you against him as he lowly moaned. As your lips reluctantly parted, Lee stared down at your hands and then at you like a frightened little boy. You didn't realize you had partially opened his shirt, revealing his chest.

"Jo....I...."

"Shhhh. You're safe with me, I promise. I've seen your scars. They're a part of you and I...I love you Lee....you. I only see you."

Your eyes lowered to your hands and you slowly began to undo the next button as he watched, frozen, forgetting to breathe.

You smiled as you looked back up at him. "Breathe..."

The music from downstairs was still blaring on shuffle, and just then, a song came on that couldn't have been more perfect for what was happening...another sign, you thought.

(En Vogue- Don't Let Go)

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Your lips grazed his chest and softly kissed one of his scars. You could feel the erratic thumping of his heart against your mouth as his fingers trembled upon your back.

Lee suddenly exhaled deeply and began to breathe, and as he did so, you felt his hands grip your waist. You squeaked as you were then hoisted up over his lap. His breathing was heavy as his bare chest rose and lowered in thirst for you, his pupils dilating in hunger. You undid the rest of his buttons, slowly, one by one while he continued to watch like a mountain lion. Seductively, you opened his shirt up and gazed at his toned form. His stomach quivered as you laid your palms over his belly button, gliding them up to his chest. Lowering your head, you then butterfly kissed his midriff. Lee sucked his stomach in as he arched his head back and released a hard moan with your name inside of it as if he had been punched in the gut. To him, he had been, because your touch was doing insane things to his body that were beyond his control.

Lee swiftly sat up, running his hands up your back and fingers up through your hair, passionately kissing you, this time his gently tongue finding yours. Small whimpers escaped you as you pushed your hips into his rapidly growing hardness, pushing Lee over the edge.

"Hold on to me."

He placed his hands under the back of your thighs and stood up as you wrapped your legs around him. The kissing began again as he slowly moved towards the bed. The feeling of being up so high in this 6'5 man's strong arms truly made you feel like you were his Lois Lane.

Lee knelt on the bed and gently laid you down with your legs still gripped around his waist.

"Am...am I too heavy?" he asked in concern before let his weight fall over you.

"God no, come here." you panted and pulled him into another deep kiss. You couldn't get enough of his taste and the way that he kissed you.

You slid your hands under his shirt and over his shoulders in an attempt to remove his shirt completely. He balanced himself on one arm as he shook the other to free himself from the sleeve with your help, and then repeated with the other, giving the shirt a free throw right onto the chair you just made out on. The heat of his skin was driving you wild as he laid back down upon you. Your hands traveled like a race car all over his muscular back and arms as he fervidly kissed your neck and collar bone, sending goosebumps clear down your legs and a throbbing ache into your core. His velvety kisses continued to your chest as you ran your fingers up through his downy hair. Lee's hand pushed up your side and as he neared your breast, you jerked and giggled.

"I..I'm sorry! Should I stop? Is this too much?" he desperately asked.

"Noooo! Please don't. I...I'm just...ticklish." you laughed and stroked his cheek.

Lee closed his eyes and sighed in relief as he formed a smile and chuckled.

"Here..." you said and crossed your arms over your stomach, grabbing the end of your tank top and without hesitation, you glided it up and over your head, revealing your highly aroused breasts.

Lee's mouth dropped open as he went into some kind of trance, staring at your body.

"God...you're beautiful." he whispered as his eyes came back up to yours.

"Right back at ya babe." you sweetly said as you traced his scars with your index finger.

Lee took that hand and kissed it, and then you pulled his hand down and led it to your breast with an approving smile. He tenderly cupped it and kissed your nose, then your cheek and then took your mouth fully into his once more. Now that you were skin to skin, his body heat was intense and you craved him even more.

You tightened your legs around him and began softly rocking your aching bud into his now solid cock. Lee responded with a deep groan and pushed back against you in a slow swaying motion. If this kept up, you weren't going to make it, just like you told yourself earlier.

Your hands released his back and slid under him, searching for the button on his pants. He stopped kissing you and slightly lifted up.

"Jo....are...are you sure?"

"I've never been more sure of anything in my life. I've dreamt of this for so long. Make love to me Lee."

He was speechless for a few seconds, so you helped him out and stuck your thumbs inside your leggings, then began to slide them down.

Lee backed up onto his knees and sat on his heels as he took your hands, helping you pull them off. His eyes rolled over your now vulnerable form as you nervously kept your legs together with your hands on your knees.

"So have I, so many times."

You climbed up on your knees and over his lap, molding against him. He kissed you again, intensely, over and over. You clutched his hair in your fist as you could now feel his solid form between your legs more prominently.

The heat was stronger than his bare skin and you reveled at his size, almost worried it was going to hurt at first because you hadn't been with anyone in so long....but you also knew as slick as you felt, the pain would be short lived and oh so worth it.

Lee lifted you up and laid you back upon the pillows, still kissing you. His hand glided up your entire leg, ankle to thigh as your nails gently grazed down his long back, making him gasp and grind against you.

You aggressively pulled at his pants, wanting them gone. Lee understood and swiftly lifted up, unbuttoned his pants, then unzipped them and slid them down along with his boxer briefs. The room was dimly lit, but you could still see the silhouette of his full attention, confirming to you that it was definitely going to hurt.

Lee maneuvered his legs free from his pants and whipped them through the air, falling right back into your welcoming anxious arms.

His cock was so hot as he pressed it over you. The soon to be inflicted pain was gone from your mind and overtaken with wanting him inside of you right now.

"Please..." you whispered into his ear as he kissed your neck.

He brought his face to yours, his blue orbs fixed in your lustful eyes and caressed your cheek, kissing your lips softly, then he raised his hips, letting your hand guide him to your entrance. Once you actually held him in your hand, your stomach did a flip, knowing you were about to lose the ability to breathe...

Lee sensed your tension and didn't move as he laced his fingers into yours. The sweet form of endearment helped you to relax a little.

"I love you Jo....more than anything in this world."

You kissed him and smiled as your eyes teared up with love, for you were getting everything you ever wanted and more.

"I love you too Lee."

His hand gripped yours firmly as he gently pushed into you.

"Ahhhh!" you cried out at the sting as you arched your back.

Lee gasped and looked at you. "Jo...sweetheart...I can stop. We don't have to do this."

"Oh yes we do." you panted.

Your aching desire for him overruled your pain, for it would be gone in a matter of seconds once he was fully sheathed.

You placed your free hand on his glorious bottom and pulled at him, encouraging him to continue, and so he did.

Lee cautiously pushed again as you held your breath. Again, and again he entered you a little further with soft shallow thrusts until your wetness covered him, and finally, he slid all the way inside of you.

"Breathe Jo." he said as he stopped.

You blurted out a deep exhale and kissed him, then began to rock your hips up. The pain was history and all you felt now was the urge for him to go faster.

"I'm ok, please, don't stop. I want you so much." you pleaded and kissed him frantically.

He slid partially out and then back in, pushing deeply as he softly moaned in your ear, and then began moving at a steady pace.

"My god, you feel so good Jo."

You moved with him, wrapping your legs around his lower backside, taking in the immense pleasure. Every time he became flush with you, you could feel your walls threatening to unravel. You knew what a powerful feeling that was going to be, but the moment you were in right now was so impassioned, that you just had to make it last.

Lee kissed your neck and massaged your breast as you rocked up into him, groping at his back and lightly biting his shoulder. His moans became louder and more consistent as he now was thrusting in a more zealous way. You had experienced a few erotic dreams of him, but this by far surpassed them all combined. The only difference is, this time you had better control over your release, or so you believed. The fact that he was nipping at your sweet spot with every grind meant that when you climaxed, it was going to be sudden and without warning for you to be able to stop it and prolong it.

"Are you ok baby?' he panted into your ear and nipped at your lobe.

"Uh huh..." is all you could mutter through your hard and heavy breaths.

Lee smiled and placed you arms above your head, held your hands and picked up his pace. His thrusts were harder and deeper...you were not going to make it much longer, but you knew if you asked him to slow down, you would unwind within seconds.

It didn't seem he was going to be able to hold back much longer on you either. He was perspiring and pursing his lips as his forehead laid upon yours, letting hard sighs escape him every other lunge forward. Your profound moans weren't helping his case either....so he did what you hoped he actually wouldn't do...he slowed down.

Lee's momentum was now laggard but extremely intense as he was shaking with every drive forward. This was going to be it, for both of you. Nothing could stop it, just like a volcano that was about to erupt and eject it's hot magma.

"God.....Lee.....I....can't..." you whimpered over his lips.

You should have never opened your mouth, because it set him off. The culminated rapture had arrived as he propelled forward at an excessive rate, his breathing erratic and loud.

Thunder crashed all around the room, making the anticipated moment biblical.

"Jo...fuck....Jo....."

"Oh my...oh god, my god...oh...Leeeeeee!" you squealed as you bucked your hips up with raging force. You saw blackness with stars bursting into glitter as you vigorously unhinged on him. You could swear you felt the earth move through your vehement contractions.

Lee bellowed out a substantial groan as he released, his hand now clutching the headboard with white knuckles. You felt every violent pulse of his cock as he expelled into you. Jesus, you were coming again....

"Fuuuuuuck!!!" you screamed, rolling your hips ferociously as this orgasm outdid the first. Britt had told yo once that you were wound like a top, and boy was that an understatement.

"My god....baby...." Lee panted as he held your face and kissed your forehead. "Are...you ok?" he asked with a cute smug smile.

"Y...yea...yeah.." you smiled and stuttered as you were going through the aftershocks. You smile quickly collapsed into a frown as you began to cry and flung your arms around him, clinging to him tightly.

"Jo, sweet girl, why are you crying?" Lee asked as he held you snuggly and stroked your hair.

"I...I...I just....I love you so much and...this... was just...everything, so perfect. God, please believe me, that I am so happy right now." you explained in a soft whine as you gazed into his eyes.

Lee lightly chuckled. "Oh my girl...you have no idea how happy I am right now too. I don't ever want to let you go. I love you too Jo March, till the end of time, my love."

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Taken 🖤

Angst 💔

WARNING ⚠️ profanity, mentions of blood, weapons, other acts of violence. This content is recommended for mature audiences.

Synopsis: After awakening Faye sets a daring plan into action. One moment that changes everything. Will this moment make or break her? Meanwhile, Chenle and Jisung have awakened to find themselves in a peculiar place.

Word count: 3748 words

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Chapter 1: Jail Break 🚨

Faye’s p.o.v

My eyes flickered open as they began to adjust to the lightening of the room. A strong wave of burning pains shot throughout my body. I groaned as I felt a throbbing in my head. My body felt weak and woozy and no matter how much I told myself to move, I couldn’t find the strength to. My head began to run over the events that lead me here. In a panic, I began looking around the room. When my eyes finally adjusted a fire ignited in all my joints. I snatched and yanked every way. I was trapped. My ankles were shackled to the legs of a chair. My waist bonded down to the seat by rope, and my wrist was strapped tightly to the arms. As I struggled to try and break free just hoping the bondages were too weak, a low deep chuckle sounded from above me. I slowly lifted my head to face whatever made the sound and when I did I wished I hadn't. My mouth went dry and my stomach churned.

"Don't worry darling I won't hurt you. Well not yet" he spoke. I knew him all too well. I thought he was a trusty friend. I thought he was someone whom I could go to in a time of need. I let him be around my children. I allowed him into my home. He even attended my fucking wedding. "Caesar what the hell!" I pulled as I pulled at my restraints while he watched me. "Faye...Faye...Faye" he squatted himself down to my face before speaking again. "It's so nice that I have you here now." Caesar ran his hand down my cheek causing me to jerk away. Everything about this moment made my blood run cold. What could he possibly want? Why is he doing this?

"You know I can read minds." He allowed his hand to roam my face as a shit-eating grin tugged at his lips. "Right now... you're thinking. Why am I here? What does he want? Am I correct?" He smiled smugly as I glared into his eyes. "Well, that piece of a shit husband of yours left without paying me." "I don't have a husband" I spat through clenched teeth.

*FLASHBACK*

I had just gotten home from picking the boys up from baseball practice. My life was all I ever wanted. I have children, a husband, and a beautiful home with my dream career.

"Hey, Mom can we have burgers tonight!" Chenle asked taking a seat at the bar. "NO WAY! I want tacos" rebutted Jisung taking a seat beside him. I smiled as I watched my two babies bickering back and forth. Although Chenle and Jisung weren’t mine biologically I still loved them dearly. "Ok ok I'll make both, but only if Dad agrees ok." I smiled as the boys nodded eagerly hopping out of their chairs and running to their rooms.

"Dil baby, we're home.....Dylan...Dil baby?" I called his name over and over and there was still no reply. I decided to check our bedroom maybe he had fallen asleep. I was welcomed by an empty room. All of his belongings were gone. I plopped down on the bed as my eyes glossed over. I just knew this couldn’t be happening. "DAMN IT!" I screamed over and over in my fit of rage I stumbled upon a note.

Dear Faye,

I'm leaving. Don't bother to look for me. Take care of Jisung and Chenle, and move on from us. I am going to start a new life and hopefully, you will too

Sincerely, Dylan

Attached to the note was a set of divorce papers Dylan had already signed. I crumbled the note and trashed it. I took a minute as I let my brain comprehend the situation. My head was saying this is real, he left. While my heart screamed that it was all false. Tears stained my face as I allowed myself to take in my new reality. After about 10 minutes I gathered myself together and continued my day as if nothing happened.

*END OF FLASHBACK*

"Well well well. That's such an interesting declaration." Caesar smirked smugly while running a hand down my thighs. "He left me without a trace as well Caesar....look this has nothing to do with me or my child-" Wait where are my children? " Where are my children?" I began to frantically ask for Jisung and Chenle. "CAESAR I SWEAR IF YOU HARM THEM I WILL KILL YOU WITH MY BARE HANDS!" I began to shake around in the chair while Caesar just watched. He began to circle me as I was still in a panic. Finally, his hand wrapped around my throat cutting my words and also my air. Another chuckle left his lips as he leveled himself to my ear.

"Listen up princess, Dylan left without paying me" Caesar squeezed harder on my windpipe. I choked and gasped trying to gather air into my lungs. "So now either you or your two precious boys are going to pay off that debt. Now, who will it be?" My eyes shut tight. I was in shock. I didn't want to choose between me or them. But I knew Caesar and I knew that he'll do whatever he wants. "Huh? What was that?" Caesar asked as his hand still cut off my air supply. Tears sprung in my eyes. Finally, Caesar released his hold on me. I coughed and swallowed as much air as I could. I shut my eyes tight to block my tears from falling."I'll give you some time to think about it ok." I didn't open my eyes until I heard the sound of the door slam.

"WHYYYYYYY" I screamed. Why was this happening? What debt did Dylan owe? Why are I and the boys even involved? Dylan and I left that life a long time ago and Caeser knows that. So why is everything coming back now?

My messy hair stuck to my forehead while sweat rolled down my face. It's been hours since Caesar left me here and I still have no answer for him not even one. How could I choose between me and my sons? We can't survive without one another. I finally allowed the tears I had been holding back to fall. I just couldn't stand the thought of parting with them. My boys were my entire world. I’d give up everything as long as I could still have them. The thoughts of what Caesar could be doing to them ran through my mind and pushed more cries from my throat.

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My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the door opening. I didn't want to face Caesar so I turned my head in the opposite direction. I held my breath as I heard footsteps approaching me. The sound stopped as someone's feet appeared in my sight causing me to look up. When my eyes finally locked on the person's eyes, he just stared blankly. He didn't blink or anything. He just looked at me. I've never seen him before. I couldn't recognize him if my life depended on it. He must be one of Caesar's new men. I felt fear creeping inside of me. Who knows what Caesar sent him in here to do? If there's anything I know about Caesar he will get what he wants no matter the cost. My eyes began to widen the longer I looked at him. My heart pounded so loud I'm sure you could hear it in the silence of the room.

“If you touch me, I’ll kill you�� I panted out as the man looked at me. “Oh please I have no interest in you.” the man scoffed as he walk away from me. I watched as he took a seat across from me. My heart clenched as I watch him pull a knife from his pockets. “Don’t worry doll, I’m not going to hurt you.” He began to pick his nails with the knife. His aura and presence intrigued me. If you work for Caesar you must be the best in your field and have little to no concern for the well-being of others. My brain was struggling to comprehend why this guy only sat before me. “Why so quiet? I heard you were more animated than this?” Our eyes locked only momentarily before he rolled his eyes away. “A still solider are we? I like that.” I watched with wide eyes as he arose from his seat. “You know…I don’t think either of us are cut out for this.” He made his way towards me stopping right at my feet. “What’s your game huh? You wanna sweet talk me before you kill me?” I spat. I only received a chuckle in response. “Oh dolly no” he placed a hand over his chest in an attempt to calm himself. “I think you know if I wanted to do that I would’ve done it already.”

He was right. You knew how ruthless you had to be when working with Caesar. Orders were always direct and carried out flawlessly. Caesar was always good at doing his business and always kept his hands clean. “Then why are you playing these mind games with me!” My fist clenched but it’s not like I could do much. The man gave me another chuckle before making his way towards the exit. “Like I said dolly….I don’t think either of us is cut out for this.” I watched in confusion as he made his way to the door. “Catch you later dolly” he spoke before letting the door slam tightly behind him. When my eyes landed back on the floor I felt my heart drop. My eyes glistened as I looked at the small pocket knife that was set by my foot. “Little prick” I huff. I shift my weight just enough in the chair to help slide the knife beneath my foot. I wasn’t quite sure how I was gonna get this to work but I knew I had to think fast.

I was broken. My children are gone. I couldn’t help but think of how afraid they may be. Jisung can't be in hot temperatures for long or his nose will bleed, and Chenle has bad anxiety that makes him faint when he's put in difficult situations. I promised them I would never let them be put in harm's way again they've already been through enough. My thoughts were broken as the door opened once more. I watched tentatively as the woman made her way into the room. She began to set up a tray before me with her many medical utensils. My body jumped as I felt her begin to toy with the ropes by my feet. “You’re being moved. Caesar wants me to asses your wounds first. You know how he hates damaged goods.” She flashed me a small smile that said it sucks to be me before she continued to untie my feet.

Finally, she stoop to my level leaving me just enough space and room to headbutt into her. Without stopping I kick my feet out pushing her further back from me. As she struggles to catch her balance I bring myself to my feet quickly turning my back to her. I rush her into the wall helping break the chair connected to me. I pull away and watch as her body drops to the ground. “Sorry didn’t Caesar tell you? I’m far from damaged.” I know with all the commotion the room was soon to be flooded with workers. Quickly I push myself out of the remaining ropes and grab the pocket knife from the floor. I positioned myself behind the door and waited for the arrival of the next guard. As anticipated a worker entered the room questioning the causes of the noise. I grab him and place him in a tight hold as I place the blade to his throat. “You’re gonna let me out of here now or I’ll slit your throat.”

I kept my head down as I walked through the halls. I shrugged my shoulder as I struggled to keep the baggy uniform properly intact. I took note of my surroundings hoping that I could recognize the building. Damn, you Caesar for always having to change your locations. I made my way smoothly until I was stopped by the sound of a voice. “Yeah, I’m talking to you? Where are you going Caesar wants us all out back immediately.” I took a moment as I struggled to find my voice. “Oh, I sent him on a task before in regards to the girl in 413.” I felt sweet relief as I recognized the voice of the second male. I turned my head slightly as he laid a soft hand on my shoulder. “Has she been properly treated?” I clear my throat as I raise my head to look at him. “yes sir.” I say as I nod slowly. “Head up to medbay and get her proper medications. Tell Lily Ten sent you.” With a small wink, he pushed me off and continued with the other worker.

I hurried through the halls hoping to find an exit soon. Just as I had prayed I finally spotted a side door. I pushed my way through and was met with the side of the facility. I didn’t bother to stop moving once my feet hit the pavement I was on the move. I waited til I was far from the facility before I stripped myself of the worker's uniform. It felt like I had been running for hours but finally, a small town came into my view. I watched closely from the bushes at the many passing cars and truckers. Finally, my eyes came across a small noodle shop on the corner. I scoped the scene before I moved hoping to not be seen by any of Caesar’s men. I blended in with the crowd of people and slowly made my way into the noodle shop. Once inside I immediately ran to the restroom.

I didn’t bother to look in the mirror instead rushed into a stall and immediately began to treat the wounds on my arm. I wrapped it tightly and gathered my thoughts before I exited the bathroom. As I stepped into the corridor of the shop I noticed two men searching the place. Before my mind could even form a plan one of them locked eyes with me and began to head my way. My legs jetted away from me as I ran for the back of the shop. I heard the many voices of the men chasing me as I ran. I pushed open the kitchen door startling the workers. “Sorry,” I yell out as I rush through and out the back door.

Once outside my eyes set on a black van parked beside the shop. Without thinking I rushed into the back of the vehicle quickly shutting its doors behind me. “WHAT IN THE ACTUAL FUCK” a voice rang out behind me. “SHHHHH,” I say as I finally turn around to make eye contact with the voice. My eyes were met by the five men who sat before me. “Who are y-“ “Are you deaf or something shush!” I whip my head back around as I stared out the back window. I watched as the men who chased me searched the perimeter. “Hiding are we?” I turn to face the slight smile of the boy who whispered to me. I nodded softly as he did in understanding.

A warm sensation flooded my body as the men began to leave. I let out a heavy sigh before turning around to face the men again. “Thanks, guys… I’ll go now.” I stretched my arm to grab the handle but my attention was quickly focused elsewhere when a small hand grabbed my arm. “Hey guys she’s got some pretty nasty cuts on her face. She also looks dehydrated." I look once again at the small boy who examined my arm with concern. “Gosh, it’s a miracle she didn’t bleed out, Renjun hand me my kit.” I watched the younger male as he handed the other guy a case. "Don't worry I’m not going to hurt you. I need to tend to your wounds. My name is Kun." I nodded my head as he began pulling bandages from the case. “And I’m Renjun. You wouldn’t happen to be allergic to any medicines would you?” This boy looked no older than 19 yet he seem to be very intelligent. I assured him I wasn’t allergic to any medications and watched as he began typing away on a tablet.

My eyes widened as I wondered what I could’ve possibly gotten myself into. But even as the vehicle started I could bring myself to question it. “And you are?” I hissed slightly as Kun applied alcohol to a gash on my arm. “Who? Me?” I looked into the review mirror and my eyes connected with the guy behind the wheel. He chuckled slightly as I nodded to agree with his question. “Yuta” he simply stated. The coldness in his voice ran a small shiver down my spine. “Don’t be afraid he’s only scary when you first meet him. I’m Johnny” Johnny chuckled as he ran his hand through his hair. “We need to get her to a shower, the remaining particles on her skin could infect these wounds” Kun spoke as he tied off a bandage around my arm. “We’re going to the agency, there are some arrangements we have to make, we also need to advise a plan” Johnny spoke to the others in the car.

“The agency?” I looked at each face in the van and awaited an answer. “What you guys spies or something?” I chuckled. “Not exactly but in a way we are.” My eyes flickered to the review and I met Yuta’s eyes “Something like that” he taunted. My eyes skipped over to Kun who tended to bruises on my legs. “So….who are you guys exactly?” “We are Neo Culture Technology a high-tech agency composed of 20 members.” I guess Johnny sensed my curiosity because he began to speak “We’re just good guys who do bad things.” he winked his eye as he let out a small laugh. My brain slowly processed the information I just heard. I decided to reserve the rest of my questions allowing us to make the rest of the drive, in silence. The only sounds heard were between Renjun and Kun as they pieced together a medical report.

“Hurry Taeyong and the others are waiting” Yuta spoke quickly as he exited the vehicle. I looked at the building before my eyes. “This place looks like it should be condemned.” I stepped out of the van cautiously as I observed the scenery. Kun laughed lightly as he and Renjun helped me into the building, “We like to keep a low profile.” Once inside my eyes ran over the intricate workings of the place. It seemed as if it was just a hotspot for the world's newest technologies. “The shower room is there, we took the liberty of supplying you with some clothes.” I looked at the set of clothing being placed in my hands as Kun lead me down a long hall. “Take your time, the men here are gonna guard you. They’ll send for you when they’re ready.” “Send for me?” I raised my brow as Kun nodded quickly before hurrying off to join the rest of the men.

I nodded as I walked through the door appointed by Kun. The shower room look like something from a hospital and the sounds of the leaky showerhead echoed off the walls. I began to strip myself slowly careful to avoid my many wounds. I fought the urge to groan with every movement I made. I stepped into the shower area and slowly turned on the water. Once the warm water hit my skin my mind went blank. I couldn't think of anything. My muscles began to retract and my pores opened. I held my head down running my fingers over my hair. I watched as the water below me ran into shades of red and brown. Slowly I found myself sinking to the floor as my tears blended with the streaks of water that covered my face. There I sat in the stillness of the shower room, heartbroken and battered.

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Chenle’s p.o.v

My head throbbed as my eyes struggled to open. I lifted myself with the small bit of strength I did have. I winced in pain but quickly forgot once I heard my brother sniffing. “Jisung-ah?” I called out “Jisung-ah!?” My eyes finally adjust to the dim lighting and I spotted Jisung across from me in a corner. I tried to rush to him but metal bars kept us separated. “Jisung are you okay?” I frantically searched his frame as he sat shivering. He finally lifted his face to me. Jisung’s face burned a pure red color and his eyes barely opened. He must’ve cried all night. “Chenle…” his voice faintly called, “I thought you were dead.” My heart ached as I watched my younger brother cry out as he looked at me. “No, no Jisung I’m okay. See look.”

I gripped the bars tightly as I tried my best to hide my pain. “I saw them hurt you Chenle, don’t lie to me.” More tears stained Jisung’s cheeks as he slowly made his way to the bars to meet me. “Jisung I’m okay” I grabbed his hand through the bars and squeezed it tight. “You’re bleeding” Jisung cried harder as he looked at my face. I took my free hand and gently touch my head. As I pulled my hand back into my view a saw where a red film of blood coated my fingers. “Jisung-ah I'm okay, look at me” I turned Jisung’s face and looked him deeply in his eyes “I'm okay.”

It pained me to see him like this. It was scary enough when I would see him break out in crying fits in the middle of the night. “Jisung I need you to stay strong okay.” I held his face firmly as he bobbed his head. It was hard to tell him to stay strong. “Chenle I’m scared.” Jisung’s eyes fixated on mine as a few more tears escaped down his cheeks. “Me too Jisung…me too.”

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Hello guys long time no see. 🥰

Anyway after so long I finally managed to release this and i hope you guys really enjoy reading it. I can’t say when the next chapter will be uploaded but keep on the lookout for it. Let me know what you guys think ☺️

Epilogue: How I Got Here

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charlenetung · 2 years

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Dear World - Good-morning!

I survived from the CRAZY lock-down in Shanghai.

As a child of God, I still have many complaints and many questions. Why is the world so bitter and cruel? And i know there's no need to be proud of what I've gone through right? It's just a crazy lock down, there is so many unfortunate people who are still suffering from different conditions.

So Dear world, please heal please be strong and please take us human back to the start where we are not selfish and stupid.

Take us back to the old times, where people only speak the language of LOVE.

And maybe there is a meaning all behind this, there is hope all behind this and maybe there is God or Gods.

Mentally after the lock-down in Shanghai I really see things differently in life, stars look more brighter and the night seems longer.

Can I rest in piece of my mind and just taste my tears as sweet honey and milk?

May the world heal that all man kind can forget all about the pain and the hatred and let us eat, feel, smell, see and touch the beauty of the world.

May I be the person to let the world know, no matter how we try we are still underground waiting to burst and to fly.

We fly to a place where all our minds are combined and no more waves crashing through our lungs that we can't breathe but only taste the salt but not see the light.

The lighthouse is old and rusty, it no longer shines at night and ships are lost, so they can only make the ship their homes and flash S.O.S every night. Even though deeply they know no one will answer.

Then we all go to bed, where are dreams makes us fly.

I hope one day when we all wake up at dawn, there will be many ships souring above the water, flashing lights and shouting Good-morning to each other.

Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. Don't be afraid to shout out Good-morning, because when the morning comes you know the night will come and that's the balance of life.

I am afraid of who I am, like I am afraid to admit the night. But now I embrace the night and I appreciate the day. I am not quite where I "suppose" to be, but I'm far from where I was and I'm still learning.

I am still broken I am still healing, and I am ok.

I am sorry to be so weak, I am sorry to let you down WORLD, I wish I could contribute more to you but I think this is enough, I hope it's enough.

I am who I am, and i'm not afraid of shouting out GOOD-MORNING!

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sᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: Bucky gets hit with that god awful (but really hot) sex pollen. (this was requested)

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs: Dub-Con/Non-Con as per usual with sex pollens fics (although i try to write them as consensual as possible :T) Smut obvi (18+ minors dni), slight daddy kink, age gap?, public male masturbation; it's brief but still

TW: very brief mention of possible suicide

ᴀᴜᴛʜᴏʀ's ɴᴏᴛᴇs: hot

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“Where are those daisies we collected from the last mission?” Tony asked you, eyes staying glued to the hologram in front of him.

“I left them on the quinjet. Fury said to wait for transportation until Shield confirms safety. It’s literally in a glass case, but whatever,” you rolled your eyes, making the older man laugh.

“Just protocol, kid,” he snickered.

Meanwhile Bucky sat with Steve eating lunch, chatting it up like old men do.

“So what did you bring back from the last mission? I saw a bunch of agents in hazmat suits,” Steve said sipping his coffee.

“Uh, well Thor said we should bring some plants back for research, but it seems like a bunch of normal lookin’ daisies,” Bucky shrugged.

“Y/n loves daisies,” Steve smirked.

“Ok?”

“And you love Y/n,” Steve teased.

“No I don’t-”

“Hey boys!” you skipped past the kitchen.

“Y/n,” Bucky said standing up with a big goofy smile on his face.

“Where ‘ya going?” Steve asked with a chuckle.

“Quinjet. Fury gave us the go to start doing tests on that plant you brought the other day,” you smiled lightly jogging to the runway.

“Why don't you ask her on a date, Buck,” Steve nudged.

“Come on, she’s way too smart to go out with a dumbass like me,” Bucky joked.

“Seriously.”

“I don’t know. It’s been years since I’ve talked to another woman. It doesn’t come naturally anymore. Wha- what’s even the first I’d say to her?”

“I don’t know, man. I’m on the same boat with you. Just… Tell how nice she looks today when she comes back.”

“Really?” Bucky asked skeptically.

“Yeah, be nice to her.”

“I am nice to her.”

“I mean be extra nice. Flatter her,” Steve told him, “Go wait in the lab until she comes back and tell her she looks pretty today.”

“Isn’t Tony in the lab?” Bucky asked.

“Ha ha, yeah,” Steve teased, patting his back before leaving to his room.

“What the hell are you doing here?” Tony mumbled seeing Bucky waltzing in the room awkwardly.

“Nothing,” he mumbled back.

Tony dropped his hands and stared at Bucky with an unimpressed look on his face. Everyone but you knew about Barnes’ little boy crush on you but he’s never had the balls to say anything. You were close to Tony and seeing as though he doesn’t particularly like Bucky, he didn’t want you hanging around him. But you were an adult so of course you hung out with whoever you wanted.

He was sure you liked him back too which never ceased to make him roll his eyes.

You walked back from the quinjet with the glass container of daisies. You weren’t exactly a plant expert but it was apparent that these daisies were mutated seeing as though the pollen swirled around the flowers gracefully. It was beautiful but then again they might be extremely dangerous considering it was a Hydra experiment.

“Hey Y/n, off to the lab again?” Steve smiled.

“Yup, gotta check these babies out according to Thor; said they might be dangerous if they’re what he thinks they are,” you said, still walking.

“And what’s that?” you just shrugged at his question unsure of the answer yourself.

“Well, Bucky’s waiting for you in the lab,” he slipped in the conversation.

“Really? Why’s-” Crash!

“Oh no,” Tony mumbled, seeing the collision in action.

“Shit, I’m so sorry,” you stuttered.

“No, no. I should be sorry. Here let me help,” bucky knelt to the ground grabbed the fallen daisies with his bare hands.

“No! Don’t touch-” Tony shouted practically sprinting towards you two.

The golden pollen swirled in a misty manner engulfing Bucky completely. You stared with furrowed brows confused at the sight before you and what was going on. Bucky’s skin began to burn and his senses were being overloaded. All he could smell in that moment was you; the same scent that he got a whiff of this morning when he hugged you, the perfume and the shampoo that filled his senses when you walked passed him.

Tony pushed you out of the lab roughly throwing you in Steve’s arms who was just as confused.

“FRIDAY,” Tony called out.

“Yes, Mr. Stark,” the familiar voice answered.

“Lock all the doors to the lab and maybe turn on the a/c,” he commanded.

“Of course, Mr. Stark.”

All the glass walls and doors instantly shut and locked, locking Bucky inside. Bucky’s eyes found your and slammed his body against the glass desperately trying to reach you. You too ran up to the glass wall trying to understand what had happened to him. Everything was happening so suddenly.

Your forehead was pressed against the glass as was Bucky’s; both of you staring into each other’s eyes momentarily. In that moment, you could see his eyes turn golden for a quick second before his pupils dilated ridiculously before your eyes.

“Is he going to be ok?” you turned away.

“Y/n! Please!” Bucky’s muffled screams shocked you.

“Uh… where’s Thor?” Tony panicked.

“What the hell is happening?” Nat asked; Sam, Wanda, and Vision trailing behind closely.

“Nat,” you ran to her.

“What happened to Bucky?” Same asked.

“He- I ran- I ran into him by a-accident and the box dropped. There was mist everywhere and Bucky's eyes. His eyes,” you stammered breathlessly.

“Please! I need her!” Bucky hit the glass in an attempt to break it.

“Oh my goodness,” Wanda gasped at the sweaty Bucky hitting and practically going feral.

“Oh god, is he gonna be ok?” you teared up. This is your fault, dammit.

“I can asure he will experience no physical harm,” Thor’s voice made all of you turn around.

“Just physically? What the hell does that mean?” Sam argued.

“Well, uh… I’ve never actually seen it’s effects in person. Especially not on a Midguardian…” his voice trailed off and his eyes grew big.

Nat snapped her head, eyes widening as well. Bucky with absolutely no shame held his hard dick in his hands pumping it with his eyes trained on you. You went to turn around seeing nat’s expression but she covered you eyes before you could actually see the lewd behavior Bucky indulged in.

“What’s happening?” you asked holding onto Nat as she led across the room.

“Nothing, they’re gonna take care of Buck. Don’t worry about it,” she said quickly.

You sat in your room bouncing your leg as the movie on your TV played. Every now and then Bucky would moan and cry particularly loud making all of you wince and cringe. But your mind felt foggy simply thinking about Bucky and his safety; especially that moment when his eyes went from confusion to you don’t even know what. Hunger? Desire? Lust?

Whatever it was, it made your tummy flutter.

“Steve, any news on Bucky?” Steve stood at the doorway with a worrisome face that did nothing to ease your already panicked nerves.

“Well, as far as Thor knows the plant that was mutated with the daisies was pollen extracted from a breeding plant common among other galaxies; for species that can’t… reproduce like we do. The pollen enters the system and targets the nociceptors causing excruciating pain without physical harm. If untreated the victim can reach a traumatic state and truthfully, they will do anything to stop the pain; even kill themselves.”

“What the hell does any of that mean?” Sam grunted.

“It means the tin man is painfully horny,” Tony interrupted.

“Are you fucking serious?” Sam said in disbelief.

“What’s the cure?” Nat said.

“Oxytocin, of course,” Tony said.

“The cuddle hormone,” you whispered.

“Yup. Banner and I are already working on a serum containing artificial oxytocin in hopes to minimize the pain or even better cure him completely. We-”

“I’m afraid it’s going to be a bit more complicated than that,” Thor interrupted Tony.

“What do you mean?”

“Well, see the pollen, it’s a little tricky. The oxyputin-thingy you mentioned…”

“Oxytocin,” Tony clarified but Thor didn’t care too much.

“I don't think artificial love is going to cure the boy. If you want results, he needs to be the one he desires most. That’s where you’ll get your oxy-pudding.”

“Oxy- You know what, we can figure this out without anyone needing to have sex,” Tony groaned.

“Tony, maybe we shouldn’t-” you started.

“Nope, we can do this. We’re science bros,” Tony stormed away like a child.

“Isn’t your lab being ‘occupied’,” Nat called out.

“Shit!”

Hours went by and the oxytocin experiments were clearly a fail. The first dose did nothing. The second also nothing. The third relieved him for only ten seconds before he went back to his painful state. Since then, they haven’t been able to help or relieve Bucky’s circumstance any longer.

You thought about Thor’s words, about how the one he desires most could cure him. A ping of jealousy struck your heart but you knew you to find the woman Bucky loved and just pray that she'd help him. You made your way back to the lad area where Tony and Bruce had their new makeshift set up while the lab was locked down.

“Tony, this is ridiculous. It’s been going on for too long. You heard what Thor said about what happens when it gets too much,” you begged.

“And what do you suggest we do?” Tony said angrily.

“We need to find the woman that Bucky loves so she can help him,” you argued back.

“It's not just some woman, Y/n! He wants you.”

“What?”

“All the bastard’s been doing for the past eight hours has been masterbating while moaning your name. I’m not putting you in that situation,” Tony yelled.

You couldn’t speak. Was he telling you the truth? Did Bucky want you like that? The same way you secretly wanted him? It’s not like you haven't thought about what being with Bucky would be like before. He was perfect; so handsome and charming.

You ran back to your room where the rest of the guys still were practically out of breath; your heart hammering out of your chest and your stomach fluttering like it does whenever you think about Bucky.

“I need to get to Bucky,” you panted out.

“What?”

“Please you guys need to help me. Tony said that Bucky wants me; I mean can you believe. A guy like him wanting me? I’m just… nobody. He’s way too out of my league and-”

“Y/n, focus,” Nat said.

“Right. I- I want to help him. I know I can.”

“Y/n, we don’t know how dangerous this is. I mean, it came from Hydra, this could be weaponized and you could get hurt,” Steve argued.

“Bucky could never hurt me,” you whispered; Nat looked at you softly, understanding the situation better realizing you were probably Bucky’s only chance of a cure.

“You’re not actually considering letting her do this are you?” Steve scolded Nat.

"Are Tony and Bruce making any progress?" she sighed.

"They haven't been to even relieve his pain for longer than ten seconds," you whispered.

"Steve, this is Bucky we're talking about. Hasn't he endure enough torture in his life?" Nat said softly.

That seemed to convince him. Seeing Bucky in so much pain like he had been only years ago was unfair, especially when they technically already knew a cure. Waiting this out was pure evil at this point.

"How do you suppose we go about this?" he asked.

You devised a plan in order to let Bucky from the lab; he'd find his way to you on his own. Wanda stood from afar using her powers to tamper with the equipment. Tony frustratingly would have to run across the compound to the conference rooms to grab new devices in order to continue with his notes and tests.

On his way back, Steve and his convincing and charming ways would stall Tony's return asking him all sorts of questions about Bucky's state. Meanwhile, Thor made up some excuse to lure Banner away just for a minute so Nat and Sam could override the lockdown through Friday and free Bucky.

All the while you sat in your room waiting anxiously for Bucky to barge through the door and have his way with you.

A few minutes went by and no sign of a ruckus you'd assume would accompany the escape plan. You fiddled with the hem of your skirt biting your lip in anticipation. Still no sign after a couple more minutes. Wanting to make sure you still looked alright for Buck, although he'd probably not even acknowledge your appearance, you stood up to walk to your bathroom.

Just as you stood up, Bucky in all his muscle and broad glory slammed the door behind him staring at you with nothing but desperate hunger. Your stomach flipped when you saw him lock the door, pushing a small chair you had just next to it in front of the door under the handle.

He stalked towards practically panting and you took in his appearance. His hair was quite disheveled and sweat lined his forehead and slightly down his neck. Despite that, he still looked so handsome and sexy.

"маленький, all dressed up for me to ruin," he growled crawling up the bed as you crawled back.

"Buck, are you ok? I want to help you," you whispered.

"I'm more than ok now, beautiful," he whispered leaning into you, his nose brushing against yours, chuckling when you visibly trembled.

"Is my красивый маленький ангел gonna let me use her?" he whispered, huskily.

"Bucky, I don't understand what you're saying."

"так драгоценно," he whispered against your lips before pressing himself completely against you.

His hands, contrast between hot and cold, crept under your shirt brushing lightly over your delicate skin. You had somewhat expected Bucky to have no control and use you relentlessly, of which you wouldn't have minded, but this soft ginger foreplay was really making your panties wet.

Bucky slowly lifted the shirt from your body before tossing it to the side and removing his own. His hands cupped your breasts squeezing the soft flesh quite roughly making you sigh and moan at the feeling.

His lips attached themselves to your neck biting and sucking harshly littering your skin with dark purple marks. He nibbled on your ear as he grinding his pelvis against yours, his large erection poking your center making you even more aroused.

"I couldn't stop thinking about you. It smelled just like you," he whispered.

"T- The daisies?"

"I've been craving you, aching for you. Thinking about how good you're gonna feel wrapped around my cock," he panted speeding up his grinding thrusts.

"Buck," you breathed out.

Bucky shuddered over you before stilling for a moment. He couldn't help it, your scent, your warm skin pressed against his, he couldn't hold back anymore coming straight away in his pants.

You brushed his hair softly soothing him from his high. You thought it was over, that he felt better and was finally cured but almost instantly you felt Bucky harden under you, poking between your thighs and you gasped knowing very well it was going to be a long night.

Bucky stood on his knees and pulled your bottoms down your legs nearly ripping the material. He too rid his bottoms throwing them god knows where before climbing back on top of you. You stared adorably up at him and Bucky almost came again. He smiled softly at you before kissing you once more.

Suddenly, loud bangs on your door startled you but not Bucky.

"What the hell are you doing!" Tony screamed.

"Tony, you gotta stop! This is the only way! It's not fair to him to let him keep suffering. He's done enough of that, ok?" Nat shouted.

"She's gonna get hurt," Tony sighed.

"No she won't. This was her idea."

Tony looked back teary eyed. He really cared for you as his own and putting you in a situation like this wasn't fair to you either. He really tried to help but this was just too complicated and too advanced to solve in only a few hours. They were right, Bucky needed you as much as he didn't like that idea too much.

"Fine."

Bucky lined his cock with your entrance wrapping your legs around his waist. Slowly he pushed in pulling moans from you both. You've only had a couple lovers previous to Bucky but neither of them ever filled you so perfectly. Bucky stretched you out like none other and admittedly he wanted to use his fingers on you first but he'd been away for too long it was too painful to go another second without being inside you.

"So tight and warm, little one. Feel so fucking good wrapped around me."

"Buck," you moaned.

You wrapped your arms around his neck pulling him impossibly closer to you as you kissed along his neck and jaw. Bucky moaned breathlessly in your ear and you couldn't help the clenching around him from arousal.

"Fuck, keep doing that, little one," he groaned.

Toy squeezed your thighs together and clenched around him again making him groan louder this time. His thrusts became sporadic and you moved against like a ragdoll unable to keep up with his relentless pace.

Your legs began to shake and your back arched into his chest reaching you first high of the night, gushing all over his cock. You realize he hasn't come and gently push him off you before flipping over to let him take you again from behind.

As expected, Bucky pushed into once again deeper this time and you shuddered under his hand that rested atop your arched back. Bucky smacked and kneaded your ass thrusting in and out. The lewd squelching sound of his thrust mixed with the sound of skin slapping against each other echoed in the room.

"Shit, little one. Taking my cock so fucking well," he reached forward and bunch up your hair pulling your head back harshly.

“Shit,” you mumbled.

Your knuckles turned white as you gripped the sheets as hard as you could. You were approaching your orgasm quickly and you weren't going to be able to hold back any longer. Your pussy clenched around Bucky's cock making him throw his head back in pleasure.

"Please, Bucky," you whimpered.

"You wanna come, darling. You wanna cream all over daddy's cock?"

"Yes! Fuck!" your arms shook before giving out completely; your head buried in the sheets as Bucky continued that same wild and rough pace.

"Please let me come, daddy!"

Your body felt on fire. No one has ever made you feel this good before, it was almost too much, too overwhelming. Tears brimmed your eyes from trying to desperately hold back. You wanted to come with Bucky but seeing as his pace had yet to slow down you were beginning to think he wasn't even close.

"Let go, doll."

Your body squirmed beneath him as you released all over his dick. You came with a near shout, your body violently trembling from the intensity of your high. Bucky slowed his pace for your comfort, gently riding your orgasm slowly down despite his still aching erection.

He languidly rolled you over to your back, his hands softly rubbing your sides up to your breasts. You breathed heavily, eyes feeling droopy, all you could feel in that moment was his cum dripping from you onto the sheets.

Bucky, still knelt on the bed and still chasing his release, lifted your legs over his thighs gripping your hip with one hand and his cock with the other. You squeezed your thighs together when you felt his tip poking at your entrance once again, soft whimpers emitting from you shakily.

"Such a good girl. Gonna let me take you again? Gonna let me keep using you?" he moaned.

"Use me, Buck. I'm all yours," you breathed out.

Bucky pushed himself past your folds once again, your cum easily letting him slide in. Both his hands made home on your hips gripping hardly surely to leave marks for you to remember this very moment. You looked at Bucky as his thrusts slowly began to pick up, bringing your own hands to your breasts to play with your nipples. You twisted the perked buds, moaning softly at the feeling as well as Bucky filling you perfectly once again.

"Filling me up so good, baby," you moaned, arching your back slightly allowing Bucky to hit a newer and deeper angle inside you.

"Pussy was fucking made for me," he growled.

His hand moved from its home on your hip right over your lower belly where he could feel his cock so deep poking his own hand through your tummy.

"Feel how fucking deep I am?"

You moved your hand and he pressed yours in the same spot under his and you moaned loudly, shuddering under him.

His pace quickened and for a moment he thought he was going to finally reach his high, that release he'd been thinking about for hours today, but when he felt you clench again, squeezing his cock tightly and he didn't cum, he knew it was gonna be chase that he didn't know you'd be up for. You gushed all over his dick, back arching and your legs pressing tight around his torso, coming with a loud scream of his name.

Bucky fell forward with tears in his eyes. His skin still felt hot and sticky. His sense felt dialed up to an eleven. It was all so overwhelming and all he wanted was to cum in you and hold you closer whispering how he really loved you. He pressed faint kisses to you equally sticky and warm skin and when you felt warm liquid dripping onto your skin to lift Bucky's head to find him crying.

"What's wrong, baby?"

“I can’t cum. I just wanna cum,” he whined.

“Hey, hey. It’s ok. I can go as many times as you need me to. I want to help you, let me do that.”

“Can- Can you uh… use your mouth please? I want to feel those pretty lips wrapped around my cock so bad,” he moaned.

“Of course, baby. I’d do anything for you,” you smirked before pushing him and crawling over him holding his dick in your hand.

Hours and literally hours had passed until Bucky was finally tired out only having cum three times compared to the fifteen-plus times you had. Your bed laid on the ground; the wooden stands snapped about two hours ago. Most of your sheets were torn to shreds and marks littered your body from your neck down to your hips and your knees from, well you know.

Your body shook as you laid in a fetal position. You burned between your thighs; the soreness overwhelming but pleasant at the same time. Sweat made what was left of the sheets stick to your body until Bucky pulled them from you to clean you. He used a warm towel all over your body with tears in his eyes whispering how sorry he was about everything.

“I swear I didn’t mean for any of this to happen. I’m so sorry. I understand if you hate me now; if you never want to see me again. Just know that I’m so sorry about your bed, the blankets, if I hurt you, everything,” he sniffled, eyes and nose red and puffy.

“Bucky,” you whispered, your voice raspy and croaky from your moaning and screaming all night.

“Y/n,” he whispered back. You pulled him by the back of his neck into a soft yet passionate kiss.

“Fuck, you’re so beautiful,” he breathed out when you pulled away. You cupped his face with shaky hands but a smile on your face.

“Do you mean it?”

“Of course. You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever met. I’ve dreamt about holding you far too many times, more than I’d like to admit. I should’ve told you sooner but like everyone else, I was scared you didn’t like me back; at least not this way,” he rubbed your legs indicating the intimate love he had for you.

“Buck, it’s virtually impossible for anyone not to fall in love with you. Unless they’re Tony,” you giggled as did he.

“Can you say it?” he asked softly.

“That I love you?” you smiled brushing your nose against his; Bucky practically purred as he nodded.

“I love you, James,” you whispered.

“Fuck, I love you too.”

He laid you down softly again on the broken bed pressing light kisses all over your collarbones and shoulders. You brushed his hair with your fingers as he clung onto you ready to sleep.

“Thank you again, doll. For helping me today,” he said after a couple minutes of silence.

“Of course, my love. Besides I’m the one who ran into you with those damn daisies.”

“Thank god for them then. And for your clumsiness,” Bucky chuckled.

“Meanie,” you snorted, making Bucky laugh even more.

“I love you.”

“I love you too, Buck.”

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The Sun And Moon (Pete Davidson x Reader)

Heyyyyyy besties! So I'm back with another white boy of the month. I would like to warn you that this will be mentioning Pete's BPD and the reader will be mentioned as somebody that has had traumatic experiences however i am not mentioning what does that imply so don't worry about it. Other than that I hope you enjoy!

Being with Pete was almost a gift and a curse, you were so different yet so alike. The ultimate example of twinflames, the yin and yang. If someone had to describe what you two were like was that (y/n) was like the sun, a warm personality with kindness and such just overall this untouchable beauty from inside and out, also she adores to be under the sun, Pete sometimes found her as she laid on the floor next to her cat just so she can enjoy the warm rays, sometimes she would have her crystals (Pete called them "magic rocks") which Pete found so adorable, also as the weather got warmer she got happier.

Pete was the moon, a little bit more moody, mysterious, yet alluring, he intrigued anyone that was around him. Unlike (y/n) Pete was a night owl, he liked late night drives, staying up all night just smoking weed and watching movies, he liked the silence that the nightfall brought, he felt more at peace with the idea of relaxing and enjoying the darkness that others feared. Many times (y/n) woke up in the middle of the night and found him on her balcony, just sitting there and enjoying the view.

People around them brought up that comparison so much that they even got it as a couples tattoo, (y/n) got the sun behind her ear and Pete got the moon on his left middle finger cause he found it funny. However the curse was that they had to learn how to be around one another, yes they had similarities but they weren't quite the same situations.

Pete was a comedian, (y/n) was an author, both of them had to sometimes sit their ass down and think of something to write, but the circumstances were different.

"Baby I'm here"

Pete said as he shut the door of (y/n)'s apartment, dropping his pair of keys on the bowl that she had conveniently placed on a piece of furniture right next to her front door. Pete waited for an answer while taking off his shoes, (y/n) liked structure and she was a very neat person, another thing Pete had to learn, he wasn't dirty but he was a tad bit of messy so when he was at her apartment (which basically had become his also) he was careful with how he did things.

Silence greeted him back, he sucked in his teeth as he realized exactly why this was happening. (Y/n) had mentioned that she was writing the second book of her fantasy novel and she was in a bit of a writer's block, she had so many fresh ideas however when it came to writing them down sometimes her mind just wouldn't co operate and she just couldn't get it down in a way that she found right. He left the take out food on the small coffee table and continued to walk towards her bedroom.

There she was, slightly laying back on her leather chair with her laptop in front of her, just staring at her screen and occasionally pressing a few buttons. The door was somewhat open so he could take a good look at her, her hair was down, she was wearing some shorts and a t-shirt she had accidentally spilled bleach on so now it was a house shirt and no socks, she hated wearing socks. Pete knocked on the semi closed door to get her attention.

"Oh I didn't hear you come in"

"I figured, what are you doing here babe?"

"Regretting my decision on signing the contract for a second book"

She mumbled when Pete approached her and leaned down to press several kisses on her neck and cheeks. (Y/n) smiled and enjoyed the feeling of comfort he brought her before shaking her head and pulling away from him.

"I need to finish this chapter"

"What you need to do is eat, I'm pretty sure you skipped breakfast"

She knew he was right, that's why she didn't respond so she just kept on staring at her laptop screen, hoping that miraculously an idea will come to her head. She deeply appreciated his concern but she felt the pressure of her publicist that called everyday to ask about the book, today was one of the few days she chose to not pick up the phone. Pete once again was met with silence although that didn't stop him from placing his hands on her shoulders to give her a massage.

"Come on sunshine, you can take a break and clear your head"

"Pete I have to write thousands of pages in a short amount of time, it's not just fucking punchlines"

Pete's face made a sour expression at her jab. It did sting a little bit yet he tried to understand that she was just overwhelmed with the responsibility of delivering on time. He took a deep breath before patting her on the head and turning away from her.

"I'll be in the living room"

For some time she felt relieved that he left so she could refocus, however after a few moments when she started to see her reflection on the screen she started to realize what she had done which was awful. She felt so bad that she had to shut down the screen and close her laptop so she wouldn't look at herself, she spoke in such a disregarding manner that she felt disgusted. With tears already clouding her eyes she got up and found Pete watching TV, the take out in front of him and it didn't take long for her to notice that he had bought her favorite making her feel even worse. She stood in front of the TV and Pete looked in her eyes and smiled.

"I'm sorry"

Her voice breaks in the middle of the sentence. Pete's smiled dropped when he saw a year escaping and heard her whimpering voice, he immediately got up from the couch and went to hug her.

"Its okay sunshine"

"No it's not, I didn't mean it I swear"

"I know baby"

"I'm just so… stressed"

She said and let herself relax in his arms as she wrapped hers around his torso, feeling the warmth of his engulf her. His scent went to her nose making her feel safe in his arms as the tears stained his sweatshirt. Pete started rubbing her back to help her let out her emotions, he knew how emotional (y/n) was and he found it cute how she feels like cry no matter what the situation was, she had happy tears, angry tears, sad tears, she saw a dog tears, attending a wedding tears, he didn't mind it though on the contrary he liked that she was able to express her emotions with no fear.

"I understand baby, it did sting a bit though, you know how much I love my work"

"I know, I wasn't thinking when I said it which is wrong"

They had agreed that they wouldn't do the "it's ok" type of shit, they preferred to actually say when something either hurt them or bothered them so they can have clear boundaries with one another, it was one of the best decisions they could have ever made, it was one of the strongest foundations they had for their relationship. (Y/n) looked at him and Pete immediately went to wipe her tears, before pressing a kiss on her forehead.

"I'm sorry"

"I accept your apology. Are you feeling better now?"

"A little bit. Thank you for forgiving me and I will try to do my best to not repeat that behavior"

She responded, her voice now was more steady and clear. Setting boundaries between them and being clear about the behavior that is acceptable was something they had established early in the relationship, Pete was diagnosed with BPD and (y/n) had trauma from past experiences so they had agreed to see a couple's therapist in order for them to move on with their relationship in a healthy manner, so things like "it's ok" or "you know I didn't mean it that way" were unacceptable, taking accountability for their actions and having the humility to apologize was their key to success.

Pete's smile reappeared and now gave her a kiss on her lips, making (y/n) get a bit of a shiver down her spine. Their kisses always felt so strong, like energy passing through one to the other, it was such a magical experience to them.

"Are we good?"

"Yes, now take a seat and I'll microwave your food"

"Wow, Gordon Ramsey would be so proud of you"

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Chris Evans One Shot

"Are you ready?"

It was a simple question. One you had heard and answered a million times throughout your life without even a thought but this time, the one time the question was just a formality, you didn't know what to say.

You had been patiently waiting for this day your whole life and counting down the days in the last few months, getting more and more nervous as the time got closer.

*Flashback*

"Are you ready?"

It was your first date with Chris and you were doing your best to hide your excitement as he picks you up.

You had opted for a comfy and casual look, so happy when he had shown up dressed similar.

You pet Dodger, who is happily waiting in the back seat and hop in.

The two of you head off down the road, stopping at a beach entrance.

"I picked up some food, I thought we could have a picnic on the beach."

He says, grabbing a picnic basket and blanket from the backseat before grabbing your hand amd making his way down towards the water.

The sun was setting as you began eating, the scene like something out of a movie as the two of you enjoy the sound of the waves and the sight of Dodger playing in the water.

"Y/N?"

You are brought out of your thoughts as the people surrounding you call out your name and your mind comes back into focus.

You give a slight glance to the love of your life as he places his hand lightly on your cheek.

"Babe, you ready?"

He asks, a small look of worry on his face when, yet again, you don't answer.

Your mind slips back and a memory comes into focus.

*Flashback*

"You ready for this?"

Your father asks as you take his arm, your hands shaking and nod, letting out a breath you didn't realize you were holding in.

"Let's do it."

You confirm and the two of you make your way out and down the aisle.

As you look towards the altar, your eyes lock on your soon to be husbands and your nerves calm and the world around you becomes peaceful.

"What is happening to my wife?"

His terrified voice breaks through pulling you back to the present and through blurred eyes you can see the worry all over his face.

"Mr. Evans, we need you to stay calm."

A nurse says before moving him out of the way as she quickly readies you for transport.

"What are you doing? Where are you taking her? Is she going to be ok? What about the baby?"

His questions go unanswered as you are rushed towards the operating room, time running out as you blackout once again.

Chris finds his way to the chair in the now empty room and his head falls into his hands as he cries.

You are wheeled into the operating room, quickly put under and the anesthesia filled haze fuels your memories.

*Flashback*

"Are you ready?"

Chris asks as the two of you stand at the bathroom sink, nervously waiting to find out if you were pregnant.

"You look."

You reply carefully sliding the plastic stick towards him.

He lets out a deep breath before he picks it up and looks and a smile replaces the worry.

"Oh my god."

Your eyes meet his as he turns the test for you to see the word 'pregnant' on the tiny screen.

"We're having a baby!"

You barely get the words out before he pulls you into his arms, the two of so happy and so ready to begin the next chapter in your lives.

The time ticked by slowly as Chris waited for any news on you and your unborn child.

"Mr. Evans, I only have a moment but I wanted to give you an update."

A nurse comes in the room and Chris quickly stands up.

"What happened? Is my wife ok?"

The tears fill his eyes again as he waits for the news, expecting the worst.

"Your wife is in surgery now. She began to hemorrhage and both she and the baby are in danger but they are in very good hands and the doctors working as fast as they can to save them both."

Her words hit him like a freight train.

"Save them both? They could die?"

The nurse gives him a sympathetic look, lightly touching his arm.

"Tell me the truth, am I going to lose them?"

He asks, not sure he really wanted the answer.

"I don't know."

Chris felt sick as the nurse excused herself to head back to the operating room.

*Flashback*

"Are you ready?"

You and Chris both nod excitedly as the doctor begins the scan.

It was finally time to find out the sex of your baby and even though neither of you cared what the baby was, you couldn't help but want to know.

"It's a girl!"

The doctor announces and tears flow from your eyes.

"I knew it!"

Chris says with a happy laugh before kissing you.

"Please. Please. Don't let me lose them. Don't take my girls."

He closes his eyes, the happiness and hope falling away with the realization that you may not make it.

The doctors work quickly, delivering the baby girl, who is rushed off to the NICU, then turning back to you to find the source of the hemorrhage and stop the bleeding.

*Flashback*

"Are you ready?"

Chris asks, hospital bag in hand as he helps you into the car.

Your water had broken in the middle of the night and the two of you had sprung into action quickly.

"I don't know but she sure is."

You joke, Chris taking your hand into his as he heads off towards the hospital.

Once checked in and settled into a room, Chris sits by your bedside helping you through the pains and keeping you entertained in between.

"Everything is going to be ok, babe."

You say, reaching over to caress his face, that was full of worry after a particularly bad pain.

"I know. I know. I just hate seeing you in pain, knowing there is nothing I can do to help you."

He replies, looking like an adorable lost puppy.

"You help me just by being here and soon we will have our baby girl and the pain will be gone. I promise."

Chris sits back in the chair and plays with his wedding ring.

"You promised everything would be ok."

He says to himself, the waiting slowly driving him crazy.

Thoughts of what his life would be without you begin to fill his head as he gets up and starts pacing the room.

"Everything is going to be ok, Chris.I promise."

Your voice plays in his head again and he punches the wall in front of him, all of his feelings bubbling up.

"Is everything ok in here?"

A nurse comes in, following the noise.

Chris stares at her, blood pooling on his knuckles, unable to form words as he fully breaks down.

"Let me clean your hand up."

She says, leading him to the sink in the room.

"Is there any news on my wife or my..."

He trails off, trying and failing to swallow down the limp in his throat.

"Or my daughter?"

A tear slips down his cheek as the words come out, wondering if he would ever get to meet his baby girl.

"I can try and find out for you."

She says, bandaging his hand before leaving the room.

"Mr. Evans?"

Chris wakes up to the doctor calling his name.

"Your wife is out of surgery. We will be bringing her in shortly. She lost a lot of blood and will be very weak but she made it through."

A look of relief floods his face as the doctor speaks and for a moment, nothing else in the world mattered.

"What about the baby? Is my daughter ok?"

Fear crept back in his eyes as he realizes the fate of his baby was still unknown.

"Your wife wants to tell you."

The doctor replies, placing a hand on Chris' shoulder.

Once the doctor was gone, it was only a few minutes before you were brought back into the room, Chris right at your side the second the nurses moved.

"Babe, everything is ok. I'm ok."

You say as he presses his forehead to yours, bringing your hand up to his lips.

"I thought I was going to lose you."

You can feel him shaking and pull away from him, looking into his eyes.

"But you didn't. I'm here. I'm ok."

You smile, reaching up to cup his face.

A nurse clears her throat and you look towards the door with a small smile.

"Are you ready?"

You ask him in a near whisper.

"Ready for what?"

He asks confused, turning towards the door as you point.

"Ready to meet your daughter."

The nurse walks towards you and carefully places the bundled baby in her fathers arms.

"She's ok?"

He asks, almost in disbelief, looking down at the beautiful baby.

"She's perfect."

You confirm, happily watching him take her in.

"We made this."

Chris says a few minutes later with a small laugh.

"We sure did."

You giggle, rolling your eyes at your husband.

He carefully climbs into bed next to you, wrapping his free arm around you.

"Thank you."

You look up at him, reading everything he had been feeling the last few hours all over his face.

"For what?"

"For coming back to me. For not leaving me alone in this life. I wouldn't have made it if I lost you. Either of you. Thank you for her and thank you for not dying."

He kisses your head then leans down to kiss the sleeping baby.

"You couldn't get rid of me that easy. It's you and me and now her against the world babe. Always."

You smile up at him.

A few days later, you and the baby have been released from the hospital.

Chris places her in the carseat and carefully buckles her in before placing it in the car and helping you in next to her.

"Well, are you ready?"

He asks with a smile, looking back at you in the mirror.

"We're ready."

#chris evans x reader #chris evans one shot #dad! chris evans #chris evans

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imerdwarf · 3 years

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You're Worth Saving

Requested by anonymous: Hello you wonderful person! I dare to send in another Buck request, because COME ON HE'S SO LOVELY! ok ok, so maybe where you're also an avenger but you are really silent and distant to everyone (not shy, but alone with your mind), so it happens that buck wants to pull you out of this hole cause he knows how you feel and in the end he succeeds and the teams sees you smile for like the first time since you joined them and they're happy? Gosh i hope this is not weird.

Pairing: Bucky X Avenger!Reader

Warnings: soft!Bucky, introvertism, happy ending 💜

Author's Notes: Hello YOU wonderful sweet anon! How are you doing today? I hope you're doing great. Thank you so much for sending me this wonderful request, I really hope you like it and please feel free to send in more requests at anytime! 💜 Please let me know if you like or hate this, I'll be happy to rewrite it 💜🥺

Divider was made by me 🥰

Your mind was such a beautiful distraction. It's a place where unimaginable scenarios would be stored just for you to be able to stare at a blank wall and dwell heavily on them. Living 99% of the time in your head became a little dangerous but it was a much happier place than reality.

The team would often find you in this daze like state where you'd just stare at the wall ahead without blinking sometimes. They would try to coax you out of it by asking a question, a question you would ignore because you didn't hear them. Their voices were silenced, a contrast to how loud they were in your head.

Nobody really knew why you were like this. It's been this way since you arrived at the compound months ago. You kept to yourself, ate by yourself, worked out when everyone else was either watching movies or asleep, and you would just keep silent. Even on missions, you never spoke a word.

The team were actually very worried about your well-being, as clearly this was not natural. For the first time since the civil war broke out, Steve and Tony were actually in agreement about bringing a psychiatrist in to help you until Bucky intervened and wanted to help you himself first.

Bucky would have considered himself a professional by now. He knows what it's like not to fit in anywhere, how easy it was to feel so out of place. He understood more than any psychiatrist what a better and safer world it was inside your mind.

"Buck you can't help them. Y/N is too far gone." Steve spoke regrettably, sadness evident in his tone. He believed they failed you from the beginning and it was easy for Steve to take the blame so nobody else would have to feel guilty.

Bucky shook his head before he ran a hand through his hair, scratching at the root before letting it drop down by his side again. "I have to try Steve. I've been there before, I know what they are going through. Trust me."

Steve sighed, knowing he wouldn't have won the fight. Bucky was determined and it was impossible to change his mind about anything.

"I do Buck. Just bring them back to us, please."

With Steve's permission granted, Bucky wasted no time in getting to work. He started off being as subtle as possible by sitting as close as he could to you on the couch. The goosebumps that pebbled your skin when his knee brushed your leg gave him a lot of hope, that you were in there somewhere.

Bucky was hopeful he was getting somewhere with you. Because each time he took a seat next to you, you'd angle your body to face him and wait for him to start talking about his favourite movies, his favourite songs, his new profound hobbies he's been getting into lately. Your eyes would glisten with hope that you were actually listening to him. And you were, you paid great attention and everything he told you, about the Hobbit struck a chord in your heart. You had felt so lost for so long that even you were worried you might not be here anymore.

Then a few days later, he started to talk to you like a normal person. He would talk about his favourite books and why he liked them so much. He loved The Hobbit series because of the adventure Bilbo goes on and how easy it was for the words to suck you into the story. How easy it was to forget how to cope with real life.

"Bilbo goes on an adventure of a lifetime and sometimes as the road gets tough, he regrets it but he knows there is something worth waiting for at the end of it, he knows there is something worth saving. He meets new friends and they stick with him the whole time." The emotion in Bucky's voice rang home for you. "There's always something to live for. Bilbo never gave up and neither should you because I'm with you till the end of the line."

You knew he was saying 'if Bilbo Baggins could do this, so could you.'

Days turned into weeks and instead of just talking, Bucky escalated his plans by doing stuff with you. He started off gently by taking you for a walk around the rose garden Tony had at the back of the compound. Bucky noted how your eyes changed, you looked at the gorgeous fruit trees and rose bushes in such awe. The flowery scent tingled your nose.

Then he would go further by taking you a few blocks away to buy you a coffee. And when New York was hit with a heatwave, he took you to the beach where he heard you giggle for the very time because of the flamingo floaties he had around his arms.

The team saw a huge improvement. They saw how you clinged to Bucky and watched him intently as he made a couple of sandwiches and some tea for the two of you to watch with a Disney movie.

And it was just under a month when he heard you speak for the very first time.

"Thank you." Even though it came out in a hushed whisper, he would take it over the deafening silence anyday.

"For what doll?" Of course he already knew, but he wanted to hear more from you. He wanted to hear your voice.

"For helping me."

Bucky nodded slowly, a smile gradually grew on his lips and he pushed just a little bit further.

That evening, you almost talked his ear off. You opened up about your feelings, what kind of envisions lived in your head and how much happier they were than real life. Bucky shared some of his too, comparing the two it was apparent he knew exactly how you were feeling and he understood just how scary it really is. For you, it felt like this huge boulder had been lifted off your chest. A chance to finally let everything out and breathe again.

"How did I help?"

"You made me realise that there is something worth sticking around for, something worth coming back to." You told him with tears in your eyes.

His hands rubbed your back soothingly, "You know doll, sometimes in life, we hit a crossroads. We don't know where we are going or what's on the other side of the road. And if you pick a path, you're going on new adventures everyday and I am right here with you." Tears shamelessly rolled down your cheeks from his words. You've never felt so safe in the whole time you've been here.

The morning after, the team were seated around the dining table eating breakfast and talking about an upcoming mission when you strolled through the doors with a grin on your face and Bucky right behind you, just like he had been throughout this ordeal.

"Holy shit. He did it!" Tony slapped a hand over his mouth, overjoyed with so much emotion. Steve nodded to his friend, proud of him that he stuck with it when it couldn't have been easy.

"Oh my god, you actually have teeth!" Sam joked which earned laughs from both you and the team.

"I do!" You giggled, your eyes squeezed shut as you laughed. It felt good to laugh. "I um, I'm sorry. I'm sorry for the distance and the silence and-"

"Listen, don't you worry!" Tony told you as he walked towards you to throw an arm over your shoulder. "We are just glad to have you here and it's a new day, we can start afresh!" Tony walked you towards an empty chair at the table and made Sam move seats so Bucky could sit down next to you. He squeezed your thigh in reassurance that he was here for you and he wouldn't be going anywhere.

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its-me-im-coraline · 3 years

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Best Years // Thomas Raggi // Playlist

words // 1109

warnings // angst as hell, why am i writing so much angst? I dont know

pairing // Thomas Raggi x GN!Reader

author's note // if you want to be on the tag list let me know. sorry I did not post yesterday, i was not feeling really inspired at all so yeah, but thankfully that's changed today so here. WHO LET ME WRITE SO MUCH ANGST SOMEONE STOP ME OMG. Unless you like the angst, then don't stop me 😉 Also please forgive me for making Thomas the bad guy on this fic, i literally randomly picked the songs for these fics at first without thinking of the lyrics so now I'm stuck with the consequences of angst

request // nope

summary // Thomas and reader have been having an on and off relationship. One moment they are together, the next they are entertaining other people; but in the end they only ever think of each other.

“Don’t you just feel great, here, like that, with me holding you?” The man was lying on the bed of his hotel room, his partner in his arms, simply basking in the afterglow of what went down a few minutes ago.

Y/N just smiled at him, eyes closed and head resting on his shoulder. “Mhm,” they simply mumbled, drifting off to sleep.

By the time morning came around Thomas had already gotten up, leaving his partner alone in the bed before abandoning the room heading for the dinning area for breakfast. When he got to it his bandmates were already there, sitting at a table and eating, only giving him a disappointed look.

“You didn’t tell them. Again.” Victoria glared at her friend while poking her eggs with her fork maybe a little to violently

“There is nothing to say Vic. We are together again, what happened when we were not does not concern them.”

“Thomas! This has already happened so many times. You break up, you go with someone else, you get back together and act like nothing happened!” He was their friend, that is for sure, but Thomas’ bandmates pride themselves in their honesty and in their effort to be respectful. It did not seem to be the case for the younger man.

He wasn’t a bad person, no, but his mind was clouded by the options, the excitement of the moment, that rush. He loved Y/N - not that he knew that - but he had a terribly difficult time being consistent. He was young, spontaneous, had not had much time to explore his options, and while it was entirely wrong, he did so now at the expense of his lover. The words he heard put him in deep thought, and at this time deep thought ment deep drinking for him.

As the night rolled around Thomas found himself occupying the hotel bar. Considering emotions, problems and choices is a hard thing and though he had to do so he was not even remotely ready for that. The comfort of the drink and the existence of beautiful women was enough for a journey of the mind and a mistake of the body. By the time he was done he found himself sitting outside of his hotel room, where Y/N was just inside.

His back was on the wall and his eyes were closed, almost falling asleep right there, so he failed to hear them open the door. “Thomas, dio mio, I was just coming to look for you! Are you okay?” They were concerned to say the least, an obvious observation really. Their eyebrows were furrowed, lips separated and hand on their chest, holding the little pendant Thomas had given them - it was a thing they tended to do whenever they were nervous, hold the charm of the pendant, take a deep breath and it helped calm them down.

“No need, amore, as you can see I’m right here,” he slurred, stumbling across words, missing letters… He was very far gone and anyone could see that.

Y/N simply took a deep breath, bracing themselves for the upcoming night and morning. It was always the same cycle. He did something he should not, he would drink, do more things he should not and come back to Y/N. It was never fun but they did not have the heart to just leave him there.

“Come on, Thom, help me a little bit! You need to get up.” The man groaned but did as told before getting inside the room with his… partner.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered as Y/N sat him in the bathtub, trying to rid him of his drunken state even a little bit.

“I know you are.”

“No, no, no, you don’t understand! I really am sorry. I want to change…”

How many times? Just how many times has he said the same things, same excuses and same empty promises. It never changed and it had certainly gotten tiring. That was precisely the reason they could not believe that Thomas this time would be different, he had given them a million reasons to hesitate.

Maybe it was the on and off that became tiring, both parties figuring out different excuses that simply did not make sense, but always being enough to cause the temporary break ups. A lot of the time, especially if on tour, Thomas would find someone to ‘comfort’ him for a few nights, wasting his time with people that simply were not his. They never were Y/N, no matter how hard he tried to not think about that, he’d wake up the next morning with an unfamiliar person but a familiar discomfort in his stomach.

“It will not be the same, amore, I promise,” he said this time, “you’ll see! I’m willing to try.”

To be completely honest, Y/N did not seem to believe much of the man’s words. They had heard them time and time again, it had become difficult to put trust in them again. “I am not sure, Thomas,” they said, leaning behind them on the counter, “how can I possibly say that it’s ok, how can we be together, again?” The exasperation was obvious, not being able to be contained, after all the pain and the strain in their heart.

“I know, I know. I’ve been terrible… But I really am willing to change. Make it up for all the times I screwed up. I’ll make up for all of your tears.”

Y/N stayed quiet. They did not want to continue this conversation, especially while Thomas was drunk, this state making it even harder to believe him.

“I did not do it,” he breathed out after the silence had gotten too much, “I didn’t do it this time…”

“What didn’t you do?” asked Y/N, curiosity lacing their voice, puzzled at his words.

“I didn’t go with anyone. Not when we were apart this time, not while I got drunk. Everyone thinks I did so I let them believe it, but I didn’t,” he explained looking down, “I couldn’t.”

“Why?” They knew it was not the question they should be asking but before thinking the word had already come out.

“Because I realized something,” he responded, putting his palm on Y/N’s face after they came back to the side of the tub.

The only hummed back at him, prompting him to continue. “I want to be with you, for good. No more fighting, no more drinking, no more tears, baby. Nothing. I want to be full on this, please. I’ll give you the best years and nothing else will matter anymore.”

tag list: @bieberhoodforever @tabi-toast @ginny-lily @moriro-da-regina @the-killer-queenie @makapaka11

playlist tag list: @cheese-toastie-11

#maneskin imagine #maneskin fanfiction #maneskin #måneskin #thomas raggi imagine #thomas raggi #playlist series

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maehara-san · 3 years

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𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙗𝙚 𝙦𝙪𝙞𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙙 // 𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙞𝙞𝙙𝙖 𝙭 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧

Pairing: Au!Tenya Iida x F!Reader

Summary: After years of forgetting an old acquaintance the moment you decide to venture off and move forward he comes back. But have you moved on or are there still lingering feelings?

Warning(s): Angst, slight fluff,

Words: 2,083

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"We didn't need to do this guys!" you exclaimed as your best friend threw an arm around your shoulders pulling you closer. "I told you it was fine getting just ramen back at home."

"Nope!" he chuckled, "Not happening, missy. We are sending you off big."

"Takashi is right." Aimi added, "A simple bowl of ramen isn't going to cut it for us."

"It's your last night..." Aito sighed looking at you with sad eyes "You should get to enjoy it with your favorite food."

You frowned seeing your best friend's smiles disappearing from their usual happy faces. "Guys..." you took each of their hands into yours, "I may be moving to another country but that won't mean I will not be checking up on you or planning trips to come and see you."

Aimi smiled small giving your hand a gentle squeeze, "We're going to miss you..."

"I'm going to miss you guys too. But before you know it I will be back to annoy your asses."

Takashi chuckled, "Come on let's go grab a seat and enjoy tonight."

"He's right the more time we stand here." Aito said, "The less time we will have to talk."

"Agree!" you exclaimed.

The four of you then sat down near a secluded corner. There were only a few tables occupied, making the atmosphere more relaxing. "Should we get the usual?" Aimi asked.

"Mhm." you nodded "Do you guys want to add anything else?"

"What about..." Aito mumbled, "Adding some extra bowls of rice?"

"We can do that." you agreed "Another extra omelet too."

The waitress then came over and Takashi gave her the order then left you four alone again. "Are you excited?" Aimi asked looking over at you. "Getting your own office and helping out on that project?"

You bit your lip trying to contain your smile and not making your friends sadder. "It's a huge opportunity...ever since college ended, I've been waiting for something like this to happen." you said "After working long hours during the internships, it seems like it's being paid off."

"I know I can vouch for all of us when I say that you are the most hard-working person we know." Takashi "Even though you'll be miles away, your dream is finally coming true. You deserve this and much more." he raised his shot glass in the air and the rest of you followed "To y/n...who will become the baddest boss I know!"

"Hear hear!" you all spoke in unison and clinked your glasses together drinking down the sake.

Clearing your throat you then stood up "I'm going to the bathroom I'll be back."

"Don't be too long!" Aito yelled as you left "Or I'll eat your bowl of rice!"

A chuckle escaped your lips as you slipped away out into the balcony. You closed the door behind you making the night turn quiet. The voices sounded muffled, you sighed leaning forward.

'I know I should be happy...' you thought holding on to the black metal railing. 'But why am I feeling sad...this is the chance I've been looking for..'

The sound of a door opening and closing caught your attention. On instinct, you wiped the tears away and turned around expecting to see Aito or Aimi but saw a stranger instead.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to interrupt-" they began.

"No, you didn't," you reassured them.

The stranger with glasses then furrowed his eyebrows together as his stare became focused on you. Then his eyes widened, "Y/n?"

"Um..." you looked at him confused then your face reciprocated his expression as well. "T-Tenya..."

"Yeah..." he softly spoke, "It's been a while..."

You crossed your arms in front of your chest, "It has..."

Tenya then walked over and stood next to you near the railing. "How have you been?"

"I-I have been well...and you?" you mumbled not knowing how to feel after years of not seeing him.

"I'm doing good actually..." he softly replied looking at you as his back was facing the street.

"That's...good then," you said looking down at your open-toe heels suddenly remembering you had come to enjoy your dinner celebration after work. His eyes were softly looking at you as he noticed your tired finger and the pen marking you had on your forehead but despite it all, you still looked beautiful.

"Did you come alone? he asked.

You shook your head not wanting to look at him "I came here with some of my close friends."

"I see..." there was nothing he can do to make the silence less awkward and somehow he still had a lot he wanted to say to you. So many words crossed his mind yet seeing you in front of him made him nervous.

"It's been six years hasn't it?" your mouth suddenly spoke for you making you mentally slap yourself for opening it. Without realizing it you kept going not having any filter or control over what came out. "Since the last time, we saw each other."

A small smile formed on his lips "It has been too long." he replied.

"Has it been too long?" you questioned having the courage to look at him "We didn't necessarily speak to one another the last two years of high school."

"I admit it wasn't the best move I made, at least not the one I wanted to." his gaze softened as he looked you in the eyes.

"Then why did you?" you said, "I thought I had done something wrong or said something that might have upset you. I kept looking back at all the memories to try and find a clue that would help clear my mind from how guilty I felt Tenya."

"I didn't mean to make you feel bad."

A sly chuckle came out and you broke away from the stare "I even had the decency to message you and apologize when I shouldn't have had the need to do so."

"None of this was ever your fault y/n." he said "I was the idiot who got driven by j-" Tenya paused as he bit his tongue.

"What?" you asked.

He shook his head "Nothing..."

Anger started to build up inside of you after all those years you tried to ignore how he had made you felt. How you cried for him as silly as it sounded, of wanting to maybe just maybe having a chance to show him how important he was to you. Only for things to change out of the blue and ignore you as if you never existed. "Bullshit," you called him out. "You don't get to pull this half-ass move on me!"

His back then turned as he looked out into the city, "I'm not pulling anything..."

"Seriously?" your hand-formed into a fist "You start to spew out an apology only for you not to admit the truth to me?! That is a half-ass move and I have no reason to keep listening or believe anything that comes out of your mouth!" you yelled.

Footsteps were then heard indicating to him that you were walking away and he was losing you for good. Gripping the rail tightly he then blurted out, "I had a crush on you okay!"

Your feet stopped moving, little butterflies began to fly around in your tummy. Tenya turned around to face you, "I didn't know how to act." he explained "We talked every day when we saw each other before I knew it these feelings of friendliness turned into a crush. I saw other guys get close to you and held a grudge."

A tear slipped from your eye and you blinked making it fall down to the cold ground. "So you ignored me as revenge?..."

"It wasn't revenge...I just-" he paused covering his face with his hands then letting them fall down to the side "...didn't know what to do. I did not want to ruin anything if you didn't feel the same way. Before I knew it the more I thought about it every day it made me ignore you and pretend as if nothing had happened."

"And yet you know deep down something did, Tenya." you tried controlling your heavy breathing as the tears kept falling down, "I had thought I was only imagining things, that you decided to erase all those times we acted as more than friends."

"I'm sorry." he said, "But I did mean everything I said to you in every conversation and moment I had with you, those were never fake y/n."

You stood quiet trying to wrap around your mind the confession you wanted to hear all these years. But now that you got it, did you still have those feelings for him?

"Look at me, please." he softly spoke. When he said it you turned around and his heart broke upon seeing your red bloodshot eyes. "Y/n..." slowly he lifted his hand and cupped the right side of your face. Using his thumb he gently wiped away the stained tears on your cheek. "I didn't mean to make you cry. But I knew you deserved the truth of it all."

Your sad eyes locked onto his, a silence overcame you both. The only sound was the cars passing by and the minimal chatter from strangers. "Even though I vowed to move forward and not look back, I don't know anyone else who can make me feel this way."

"You deserve better than what I have given you," he said cupping your face with both your hands. Slowly he closed the distance between you two, his eyes looked from your eyes to your lips and back up again. You copied his movements and inched closer to him then stopped once both your noses brushed against each other silently asking if it was ok. Not seeing any hesitation he continued softly kissing you. Your lips brushed gently against one another as the kiss deepened. You wrapped your arms around his waist, your skin tingled feeling his body heat radiating off onto you. The kiss was magnificent something you've never experienced before, which made you break apart despite the happiness you felt.

You broke apart after a minute to breathe. A smile lingered on your faces feeling the rush from the explosive kiss. "I've been meaning to do that." his cheeks turned red and brushed his hair back.

"I'm glad you did." you admitted "I have been waiting for a while..."

He gently tucked a strand of hair behind your ear, "I waited too long and now that I have I don't plan on wasting it."

The thought made you feel delighted yet you knew it would be impossible. Tenya noticed the change in your eyes, "What's wrong?" he asked as he held your hand.

"I'm moving out of the country." you explained "I have a job opportunity in Spain. I'm leaving tomorrow."

"Oh..."

"I did miss you." you confessed "Seeing you rose feelings within me that I didn't know I still had. But I'm not going to be hopeful on waiting again especially since I don't know how long I'll be gone."

"We'll figure this out okay?" he said "You don't need to answer me or feel like you have to decide right now. You deserve that job opportunity."

"Are you sure?"

"You have my word." Tenya gave your hand a gentle squeeze "I'm willing to wait for as long as it takes and show you how much you mean to me."

"Y/n!" one of your friends called out to you, "The food is getting cold!"

"I should get back," you said letting go of his hand and he nodded.

"Let me know what time you leave okay?"

"I will." you said, "Goodbye, Tenya."

"Goodnight, y/n." he softly said and you headed back inside over to your table. Tenya then walked in after you, as he saw your table was a few feet away from his.

"Y/n where were you?!" Aimi slurred as you noticed her pink face from how much sake she had drunk already.

"She wouldn't stop asking where you were," Aito said. "She kept talking a lot almost getting us thrown out from here."

"Sorry, I ran into someone from my old school," you explained as your eyes landed on him from far away. Tenya's eyes then landed on you as well. You slightly blushed.

"What's wrong?" Takashi asked as he raised an eyebrow looking at you.

"Nothing," you replied smiling softly. "The meat tastes good is all."

#tenya iida x reader #tenya iida x you #bnha x reader #mha x reader #bnha iida #mha blog #bnha mha #mha iida #iida tenya #bnha blog #bnha au #mha fanfiction #bnha fluff #bnha angst

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kazuhasproudwife · 3 years

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Hallucination

Scenario: you were an adventurer where meet this odd young male named childe

Childe x gn!reader angst

Ever since you went to liyue you have been enjoying your stay and decided to stay at wangshuu inn for a bit since you were travelling for hours non-stop, you walked towards wangshuu inn until someone stopped you from doing so this ginger haired tall handsome man popped into your sight leaving you shocked by how fast he went infront of you.

Hey there comrade… you are a new face here why don't we go for a drink

The ginger haired man said, you accepted without hesitation i mean how can you decline you like asking out by some handsome man, hey are you there. You realized you have been zoning out on his face am i that handsome the man said, i- i- you stuttered he laughed why aren't you a cutie? You blushed while he keeps laughing.

Who are you anyways you said oh me i'm childe as i was saying let's go comrade since you already accepted my request let's go, he grabbed your hand main while you blushing so hard you could explode you were being filled my thought until childe stopped you looked at him childe?

We are here comrade now let's go and have the best day of our lives childe walks into this store while you were following behind him this is kinda expensive you thought childe grabbed a chair and pulled it as a sign that you should sit there

You sit at the chair as childe sat beside you, you looked at his face admiring his handsome face as the waiter puts a menu on your table you noticed to prices that that are way too expensive you told childe that these are too expensive he just chuckles and said i will pay he blushed a little when he say that your eyes sparkled.

As you two were eating you were enjoying yourself, childe were watching you eat he just looks at your face also admiring you how beautifull you were you didn't noticed because you were much focused on the delicious food, after you two were eating he said why don't we do this often you agreed he smiled, as the time passed you just were hanging out more and more forgetting that you were only here to rest, you guys were enjoying yourselves watching the sunset, your laughter filling childe's ears until he looked at you with a serious expression and said. Will you be my girlfriend it look you a while to process what he just said until you happily said yes he laughs with you until the sun went down the moon rising up enjoying your time with childe.

As time passed you guys were dating for a year and a half now enjoying your time together but little did you know he was falling out of love with you because he fell for another woman who is more beautiful more talented and much stronger than you.

As the day went by you noticed that it was yours and childe's anniversary you were so happy happy that you get to be spending a another anniversary with childe you went to find childe smiling that smile went away when you saw childe with another woman them kissing each other goodbye you never felt so broken in your whole life so you decided to confront childe about it many hours went by while waiting for childe in the couch tapping your fingers on the table that stopped when you hear someone open the door it's childe he looked kind of irritated when he looked at you but you never saw that face until now now everything clicked he loved them not you, do you… love them? Childe's eyes went bigger shoked from what you have said what? He said with nervousness filled his mind do you love them? you said again there was a quiet minute beetween you two then he said yeah i love them, you already knew the answer it's ok childe i always knew that you couldn't love me his all of your heart even though you said you would.

Tears almost slipping from your eyes but you tried so hard to keep them in to not look weak in front of childe, ok i will leave now be happy you said while smiling he knew that that smile you did was forced he felt a little guilty but he has been waiting for this day as watched you vanishing little by little from his sight he noticed that tears were falling from your cheeks.

Many days has passed ever since you have broken up with childe tears falling again when you peeked from the window seeing childe and the woman so happy childe kissing her forehead smiling, happy with her who is not you but someone who is much better than you you always knew that from the start but who is here to stop you from crying?, who is here to comfort you, who is here to make you happy make you smile right… no one…,as you watched them with jealously tears continue to fall from your cheeks sad thoughts filling your head you knew you will never be enough for him and always going to remember that while you were dancing with another childe who will always love you, who will love you with all of his heart, who will be here when you cry, who will be here to comfort you, you two were dancing under the fallen sky smiling while you were falling down to the abyss in your head slowly eating you up one by one.

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#Genshin impact angst #hallucination #mental illnes #childe x reader #fanfic #Genshin Impact #angst #childe

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bobsie · 3 years

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Let it out

Tw verbal abuse

I hate myself for writing this chapter but I kind of headcanon this sorry😬 also this is the longest chapter i wrote over 2.6 k words!!

It's been two month, one week and four days since Asahi confessed to you and ever since then you have been over the moon

You knew Asahi was a sweet person and you never believed the rumors anyway but you never thought he would be so affectionate and caring, he might not be so good with words but he makes sure to show his love and support for you by being there for you all the time

When you have a big event in your club he's there to support you, when you have a hard time with exams he's over at your house in no time to help you even if he's not that good with this subject, if you're having a breakdown he's there to hold you it doesn't matter what is happening when or where you always found Asahi by your side and in exchange you have been with him all the time too

Being there in his practice, in all his matches, you were always with him when he got a little insecure to hold him and to reassure him

So yeah these two and half months have been the best in your life

Now you and your boyfriend were leaving school after his practice ended and you were walking hand in hand

"Y/n I know I asked you before but are you really sure about this I mean you can say no I won't mind" you looked up at your boyfriend and gave him a reassuring smile

"Asahi I told you it's fine it's been two months so I think it's a good time to finally sit with your family you've met mine and they all love you so why not"

"Mom has been asking me alot about it lately but I just wanted to make sure you're comfortable with this you know I don't want to feel like I am forcing you to do it"

"Aww baby I have been wanting to meet your family actually since you talked about your mom and sister I won't lie I am a little nervous but I am sure it will all be fine because you're with me" you smiled at your boyfriend and he couldn't help but smile back pulling you closer to his side as he wrapped his arm around your shoulder

"It will be fine"

You continued to have small talks until you could see Asahi's house

"We're here"

It was a nice house with two floors, it had trees around it with a nice car parked outside but you suddenly felt Asahi stiffened beside you and his hand tightened around your hand

"Asahi don't say you're more nervous than me? It will be fine" You looked at your boyfriend smiling but it dissapeared as soon as you saw his slightly pale face

"Asahi are you ok?" You stood in front of your boyfriend who's eyes never left his house you started to get really concerned and scared you let go of his hand and cupped his face to look at you

"Asahi"

"S..sorry y/n it seems like my dad came back early this month so I was just surprised" he gave you a smile that you could tell from thousands of miles away that it was fake but you didn't have the time to question it because he held your hand again and continued walking with you until you reached the front door

You never heard Asahi talk about his father it was always his mother or his big sister and you didn't want to question it because you thought he had passed away or left him so you wanted Asahi to be the one to talk about it when he's comfortable enough

But to your surprise Asahi father was alive and he was with him

Your anxiety from before about meeting Asahi's family had dissapeared now and you were only filled with concern about your boyfriend who's hands were shaking as he put the key in the hole

"Hey Asahi we can stay outside until you calm down your hands are shaking" you put your hands over his and you smiled to reassure him one of his hands moved to cup your cheek moving his thumb on your cheek bone as you leaned on his hands

"It's fine y/n I am fine my relationship with my father isn't this good but it will be fine"

The door opened suddenly and it made you two jump you were met with a very beautiful and tall young woman who smiled when she saw you two and she looked like Asahi when she smile

"Asahi is this cute girl your girlfriend? Is that the famous l/n chan"

"Neechan you sacred us" Asahi put his hand on his chest and sighed

"Oh my god I finally met you Asahi has been hiding you for the longest time we thought you were fake" Asahi's sister pulled you in a tight hug it took you a moment to try get your arms out to hug her back

Asahi chuckled when you saw that you were now struggling with the hug "neechan that's enough you're suffocating her with your hug"

"Asahi you're mean it's clear she loves it right l/n"

"Yeah it's fine" you smiled at her she hugged you one last time before she started talking "Look at how rude I am c'mon let's head inside" she started walking and you two followed her but then she stopped and looked at Asahi

"Umm Asahi dad is here he came early"

"I know I saw his car" you looked between Asahi and his sister they both looked upset and sad for their dad being here and it made you more anxious

Many questions were going through your mind right now and really bad thoughts

The idea of your sweet boyfriend getting hurt or abused by his father made you feel sick because he doesn't ever deserve this no one deserves this

You were taken out of your thoughts when Asahi held your hand once you took off your shoes and led you to the kitchen where his mom was

"Mom we're home"

"Aah Asahi you're home, oh my god this is your girlfriend she's even more prettier than you said" she approached you with another hug and you hugged her back

"Thank you for coming I hope you like the food I made"

"Of course it smells good already thank you for inviting me"

"no need to thank me sweetheart I have been telling Asahi to invite you for the longest time but he's been delaying it"

"It was a little early mom"

"But you're always at her house Asahi you're so rude" Asahi's mother hit him lightly on his arm and he winced

"Go sit on the table you two the food is ready" you took your seat next to Asahi and Asahi intertwined your fingers together as he started to move his thumb to make circle shapes on your hand a sign that he was nervous

He always holds your hand like that but when he holds it tighter and start making shapes it's a sign that he is so nervous he always does that before a match he sometimes pulls you closer to his chest hugging you but you thought he won't do that because his mom was here and the rest of his family was about to come too assuming that Asahi's sister went to call their dad downstairs

So you put your other hand over his to calm him down he knew what you were doing so he smiled and pulled you closer to kiss the top of your head

Not soon after you heard foot steps coming down the stairs you got up with Asahi to bow when his father came down the stairs

"Hello dad"

"Nice to meet you sir I am y/n l/n Asahi's girlfriend"

"Asahi's girlfriend?"

"umm yeah" you laughed nervously and looked at your boyfriend playfully hitting him "Asahi you didn't tell your dad you are in a relationship"

"no no I told him...I umm I told you last time you were here dad"

"Well I thought she'd leave you once she got to know you"

"excuse me?"

"dad not now please" Asahi sighed as he sat down again you looked between Asahi and his dad before taking your seat

You couldn't take your eyes off of your upset boyfriend who's eyes were not leaving the floor

"miss y/n you didn't find someone other than this insecure boy I bet there are better boys at the club with him you should go find someone better"

"Sir..I..I don't understand"

"Dad c'mon his girlfriend is here" you looked at Asahi who has both his hands now in fists you wanted to hold him and yell at his dad but you didn't it's better if you didn't at least you thought you won't do it now

Soon after Asahi's mother put the food on the table you thanked for your food then started eating

Asahi's father was Asking his oldest daughter about her job and whatever he wanted to ask about, you couldn't let your eyes off of Asahi who wasn't eating as much

"And you Asahi how is your studying?"

"It's good"

"Which college did you decide to join?"

"I am not joining any colleges"

"So you're going pro with volleyball?"

"umm no I didn't get any offers we just started to do better"

"Asahi why do you keep insisting to be a failure in my eyes, you have few months left in high school and you haven't yet known what you will do I did not raise a failure" Asahi's father shouted the last part everyone at the table flinched from the sudden raise of his voice

Every bad word Asahi's father said to Asahi you felt like it was directed at you it hurt you so much to know that your sweet loving boyfriend is treated like that by his father

No wonder why he's always insecure

But you knew that your boyfriend had plans he knew what he was doing he even had everything prepared from when he finished school

But Asahi didn't say anything and you didn't know if you should talk or not

"Of course you won't even explain yourself, you're ashamed right you're ashamed that you never did anything to be proud of right"

"You did not raise me my mother and sister did so if someone should be disappointed it should be them not you" Asahi shouted back it was the first time you ever hear Asahi yell and he was so scary

"You're shouting back now, you say I never raised you then who the fuck got money for your education and volleyball who provides you and the rest of your family with food, clothes and a roof isn't it me and you dare to say I didn't raise you, I work hard each and everyday and what I got is a very insecure ungrateful boy" the shouting continued on the table you couldn't dare to meet anyone's eyes because yours were filled with tears now

"Maybe if you treated me better maybe if you didn't make me feel so bad and that I could do better I wouldn't be like that father, mom neechan sorry for being a disappointment, y/n I am sorry that you have to be with me when you can do better" his voice was low and shaking you could hear how broken he was you looked up to Asahi with tear stains on his cheeks

Your palms now hurt you from how hard you were digging your nails into them

Asahi got up quickly and went upstairs to his room you assumed you couldn't handle what was said to him and what he said broke you because you always think that you don't deserve Asahi that he's too kind and too caring and never in your life did you think that he would like you back

"You don't know Asahi to talk about him like that" your voice was shaking it was almost like a whisper but they all heard it, it seems like they don't dare to talk back to him but it's too late now and it doesn't even matter because what matters now was your boyfriend

"I am his father I know him better than you"

"No you don't, you don't know how hard he studies and how he tries his best before every exam, you don't know how many sleepless night he got to get his homework done, you don't know how hard he trains and works for himself and for his team, Asahi is the best person I have ever met and I always ask myself what did I ever do in my life to deserve such an amazing person, if you think his insecurities is bad then you're wrong because his insecurities made him a better ace and a better person and you should be so proud of him"

You had managed to say all what you wanted without breaking down you quickly ran upstairs to find where Asahi was and you wiped away your tears because Asahi can't see you cry or else he'll be the one comforting you because that's Asahi

"Asahi" you called in a low calm voice as you slowly opened the door, as you entered the room you saw him curled into a ball on his bed so you took steps towards him trying to make as little noise as you can

You climbed onto the bed and lay behind him you gently put your right arm around his body brining you closer to him you pressed a kiss on his cheek before laying back again now your forehead resting on his shoulder

"I am sorry you had to see this" his voice was shakey and it was almost like a whisper to you

"I am sorry you had to go through this" you felt him nod you held him closer to make sure that he knows you're here for him then you felt his body shaking softly so you got up and pulled him up with you to face you

His eyes were so red from the crying as his nose the previous tears stains hadn't had time to dry before they got replaced with new ones

As Asahi was sitting in front of you he didn't dare to look at your eyes he felt weak and he felt so bad

You pulled him closer his head was at the crook of your neck one hand was drawing circles at his back and the other was playing with his hair

"Asahi it's ok let it out" not soon after you said that his hands held the fabric of your shirt so tight, you felt wet tears on your neck and not soon after your heart got broken even more when you heard him sob so loudly that you couldn't even take it and you start to silently cry

"It's never enough y/n whatever I do is never enough for him"

"But it's more than enough for me, for your mother and sister and for your team you know that we're all proud of you and happy for what you've accomplished so far you don't need your father to tell you if you're doing ok or not as long as you're happy and as long as your proud of yourself and where you are no one should matter to you"

After few minutes of you and Asahi holding each other he calmed down a little so he moved away and cupped your cheeks to clear your face from the tears and you did the same to him with a smile on your face

"Y/n"

"Yes Asahi"

"I love you" you were taken back by his words it was the first time he said it to you he was sitting in front of you looking at you so lovingly cheeks and nose red you didn't know whether it was from the crying or the effect of saying the love word or both but he was smiling and after all what happened you realized that you loved his smile more than you even thought

"I love you too Asahi and I will always love you"

And you spent the rest of your time with Asahi cuddling and talking to take his mind off of what happened and since that day you knew you had to protect him whatever the cost was because you loved him so much more than anyone in the world

So if you made it this far thank you (again i hate myself for writing it)

I obviously didn't add the father apologizing part because ngl no parent ever does this at least my father doesn't

I know they do this out of love and wanting to see us better but there are better ways haha

Anyways if you're going through this remember to take it easy no one knows better but you, you know what you want and what your limits are not your parents and do whatever makes you happy

I will try to upload fluff more even tho i am in the mood for angst hehe

And here are some cute asahi fics I read

Asahi azumane is a coward

Asahi barista

#asahi azumane #asahi x y/n #haikyuu #asahi x reader #haikyuu asahi #hq x y/n #bobsie writes #fluff #angst #fluff and angst #i am sorry #sorry for writing this

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allegra-writes · 4 years

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Adore you

Peter Parker x Reader

NSFW

Warnings: Smut, of course

The request:

More dom reader and subby pete pls!!! maybe something like a badass shield agent reader? and peter having a crush on her and there goes the smut? hope u like this idea, take ur time!!

I've been holding onto this for a couple of days now. I'm quite proud of how it turned out, I had to stop for air quite a few times as I wrote it so beware. This is my Christmas gift to you, consider me your Naughty Pagan Santa🔥

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"P-please" Peter's desperate plea broke the silence. His voice was hoarse, wrecked, no louder than a whisper and at first you weren't even sure he had spoken, but then he begged again, "Please, please!"

You were torturing him, breaking him, shattering him to dust and then putting him back together again, building him anew to your liking, and he wasn't sure how much more he would be able to take without losing his mind. He felt your smile against his hip bone and dared looking down, teary red rimmed eyes meeting yours, ablazed and alluring, every bit as beautiful as the first time he had seen them. He had lost himself in those eyes more times than he could count, and yet he could map them to micrometric precision, dozens of pictures on his phone dedicated solely to them, to their idiosyncrasies and nuances under different lighting.

He never thought he could have this, never thought he could have you: Y/n from biology. Agent 16, S.H.I.E.L.D. level 7. "I guess it's something we have in common," You had said, "we are both liars." Peter had wanted to argue that it wasn't the same thing, but it was hard to complain as you drove away from the angry mob of Mysterio stans you had saved him from. You had been fast, efficient, one quick drive to Manhattan, to the helipad of the ex-Avenger's tower (now property of S.H.I.E.L.D.) and before the day was over, you both were out of the city, out of the country, on that desert island just the two of you.

The feeling of your tongue, hot and wet on the v of his hips pulled him back into the present. You sucked a little pineapple cube, cold against his fevered skin, into your mouth, before chasing down the drop of juice the fruit had left behind with your tongue. Peter dug his fingers on the white, soft sand, searching in vain for purchase. He squirmed, a steady stream of 'pleasepleaseplease' falling from his lips, as you ate a piece of cantaloupe off his abs.

You were using his body as a plate, eating fresh fruit off it, a new torment to add to the long list of wicked, delicious ways you had been playing with him all afternoon. You had been pleasuring him for a couple of hours now, and he was delirious with it, overstimulated. He felt immaterial, disembodied, undone. He was soft clay under your hands, under your mouth, under your tongue. Your touch was the only thing shaping his reality, shaping him. So what if the whole world knew Peter Parker was Spider-Man? He wasn't either of them anymore. Here on this island, laying under you, he wasn't the next Tony Stark or the last Avenger; he was just 'baby boy', and 'tiger' and whatever else you choose to call him.

He was free.

He didn't have to save any body, because you had saved him, didn't have to decide anything cause you gave the orders. You could take care of him, all he had to do was surrender to you.

You crawled up his body, tiny slice of watermelon between your lips, and Peter immediately parted his, to let you glide it into his mouth. It tasted faintly of your strawberry lip balm, making his head dizzy with longing.

"Please" he croaked again, after swallowing the sweet, juicy fruit.

"What do you need baby boy?" You breathed, hot against his ear.

"To kiss you" he panted, "please, let me kiss you"

You complied, and he finally got to taste your soft, warm mouth. Strawberry lipstick and cherries and himself and he loved it, loved that sharp bitter tang on your palate. His fingers buried themselves in your hair, pulling you closer to taste it better. Only when you pulled away, giggling a little maliciously, did he realize his mistake.

"Bad, bad boy" You leaned back, disentangling from his fingers, sitting up and away from him.

He paled,

"No, please, I'll do anything" He moved to get up too, but caught himself at the last second, your disapproving glare all that was needed to halt his movements. You smiled to yourself, he truly was insatiable. After coming so many times that afternoon, he still looked heartbroken at the prospect of this little game of yours ending. With his big brown eyes full of tears and bottom lip wobbling slightly, he was just too God damn adorable, and you… well, unlike him you were only human.

But he still needed to be punished.

"You like what we do, baby boy?" You inquired, sitting back down, straddling him, pressing yourself against him, only the thin fabric of your bikini bottoms separating your core from his gorgeous, naked cock. "You like the way we play?"

He nodded frantically as you started to rock on top of him, tearing a moan from his lips.

"Do you like the things I do to you?"

"Yes, ma'am" he groaned. You ranked your fingernails down his chest, down his stomach.

"Do you like it when I touch you?"

"Yes! Oh god…"

You reached back, untying the scarf you had turned into a bandeau. Peters hands twitched, but he kept them by his sides.

"Do you like looking at me?"

"God, yes!" He cried, as you rubbed yourself down on him harder, faster, "I love it, love watching you! I - I love.."

You stopped moving, making Peter whine loudly, fists hitting the sand like a little boy throwing a tantrum.

"Do you want to touch me?"

"Yes! Please, please ma'am, please let me touch you…"

How could you ever say no to that? You nodded your permission and chucked as Peter's hands went straight to your breasts.

"Can I…" Peter hesitated, not wanting to push his luck. But judging by the way your head lolled back, you seemed to be enjoying his touch, and that gave him courage. "Can I put my mouth on you, ma'am?"

You smirked, looking down at him through half shut eyes,

"Such a greedy boy…" You scolded, but tugged him up to a sitting position anyway, capturing his lips again. The feeling of your nipples against the naked skin of his chest had him moaning into your mouth, and you swallowed it, devoured it, dominating the kiss as you were dominating him. Your hips started to move again, by their own volition, and his followed in kind, until you both were breathing hard. You broke the kiss, pulling at his soft curls, guiding his mouth to where you wanted it. He wasted no time at nibbling and sucking, rolling your nipples with the tip of his tongue, first one and then the other. He had a naturally talented tongue, and you couldn't wait to see what else he could do with it.

"I'm going to ride your face until I come" you were proud of how steady and commanding your voice was, "and then, I'm going to ride your cock until you come…"

His answering broken sob let you know he was ok with that idea.

"And then… then I'm going to keep on ridding you… gonna go on… and on… I'm not going to stop until you give me all your come…"

"Yes, oh my god yes!"

"Until it's gushing out of me…"

"Yesyesyes…" Peter was close, so so close. Between the rocking of your hips and your words, he was seconds away from bursting, and you knew it.

That's exactly why you stopped, and pushed him away from you, watching him fall back onto the sand. It was just for show, of course. He was way stronger than you and, if he wanted to, he could easily flip you, overpower you and have his way with you. That only made the adrenaline rush greater, knowing how powerful he really was, knowing he was giving up all that power willingly and placing it on your hands to do with it, with him, as you pleased.

To use him as you pleased.

...You had always loved big guns.

"I'm going to give you a choice now, tiger" You spoke over the cute little whimpers escaping his throat. He was so precious, so innocent, you almost felt bad for corrupting him like this. Almost. "I am going to do all the things I just promised, I won't stop you from coming again. And you can keep on touching me while I do those things to you… or you can keep on watching me, but not both"

He met your eyes and you could see the conflict behind his. He looked about ready to cry, fingers trembling where they rested on your thighs, brown orbs never leaving yours, imploring. You straddling his waist almost naked, free and unashamed under the clear summer sky, were the most beautiful thing he had ever seen, he didn't want to give that up. But the thought of taking his hands away from your soft skin, from your lovely body, was almost physically painful.

"I-I can't" He stammered, a little pathetically but he was long past pride, "please, don't make me choose"

"Then I guess I'll have to choose for you"

You tried to pry his hands away, but he held on tighter.

"No! No, please, I wanna touch!"

You leaned over, taking your abandoned silk scarf from the sand, tying it around his head and over his eyes.

"But I wanna see you!" He complained petulantly. Such a brat… you were going to love breaking him.

"But you misbehaved, baby boy" You reminded him, "You touched me without permission, and now this is your punishment. I can't just let you off the hook now, can I? Can't let you think you can get away with anything…"

"But-"

"One more word" he felt your hand squeeze his balls softly, warningly, "and you'll regret it"

He snapped his mouth shut.

"Atta boy" You approved, rewarding him with a filthy open mouthed kiss before standing up. Peter didn't have time to protest before something, a piece of cloth hit him square in the face. He fisted it in his left hand, the wet patch letting him now right away it was your bikini bottoms. Peter pressed it to his nose, inhaling deeply.

"Dirty boy" you tsked from somewhere near his pelvis, startling him. He felt your warm breath against his cock right before he felt your searing tongue, placing one long lick from base to red, angry tip.

"F-FUCK!"

You laughed and then you were gone again, only to flick at his nipple a moment later, making him cry out. You kept on toying with him for a few minutes, a kiss here, a suck there, until finally, finally, he heard your knees hitting the sand at either side of his head as you slowly lowered yourself, hovering right above his mouth.

He ventured a lick, but you backed away. He gave chase, straining his neck, but you always raised yourself just enough for him to be unable to make contact, until he frustratedly grabbed a hold of your thighs, using his superior strength to force you down onto his face.

"Holy fuck!" This time, it was your turn to curse as his tongue made it straight into your soft, velvety insides, delving deep, crashing unexpectedly with something cool and sweet. He twirled his tongue around until he was able to take it into his mouth, moaning as he bit down onto it. You had buried a strawberry inside your pussy for him to find.

And you called him dirty.

He swallowed and thrusted his tongue inside you again. You were sweeter than the strawberry and he wondered idly if his Spider half had anything to do with it, if he could somehow taste your pheromones or something. Or if it was simply you, delicious and addictive all of your own.

You were making the most beautiful sounds, bucking your hips erratically, wave after wave of sugary nectar falling to his lips as his nose bumped against your clit with every one of your movements. And he was mad about it, mad about you, growling and moaning into your cunt. He couldn't possibly want you more than he did right then, cock so hard it hurt, pelvis grinding pitifully against nothing. But he wasn't important, this was all about you, about pleasing you, worshiping every inch of you. His amazon, his pagan goddess in a tropical paradise. Even back in Europe, hell, even way back in New York, all he had ever wanted was this: For you to let him adore you.

Peter had never understood the need to submit, what was about being tossed and ordered around that appealed so much to those men on the internet. Not until he met you.

Because from the moment he met you, he wanted to belong to you, to be your slave and follow your every command, fulfil your every need.

And now you were screaming, falling apart above him and he had done that, he was the one you were coming for. It made his head swim with pride and something else, something unnamed and powerful. He kept on lapping at your cunt, leisurely, slow like honey, until your legs stopped trembling.

You pushed his curls, slick with sweat, away from his forehead tenderly.

"Good boy," You cooed, "I'm so proud of you, you did so good"

A warm feeling spread out in Peter's chest at your words.

"Thank you, ma'am. Good enough for my punishment to be over?"

You laughed breathlessly as you pushed his hands away and stood up on slightly unstable legs.

"No, but nice try"

His pout was so cute you had to bend down and kiss it off his face.

"Pretty please?" He insisted, once he felt you straddling his thighs.

"Don't be difficult, baby. Don't you want to be good for me?"

"I d- OH" your hot hand around his shaft made him cry out, cutting his answer short. Had you known before a hand job was all it took to shut Peter Parker up… You would probably have done everything exactly the same, actually.

Peter's head was already trashing from side to side as your hand moved, deliberately slow. Up and down, up and down, up and down…

Up… up, up, guiding him into your tight, exquisite heat. He heard you moan as you buried his cock inside you to the hilt, pelvis kissing yours.

"You are… the best thing I've ever felt inside me"

He groaned his agreement, hands flying to your waist, as you started to move, started sliding up and down his cock steadily, imitating the same unhurried rhythm you used with your hand.

But your cunt felt so much better than your palm, all that wet, silky pressure over every lavish inch of him… up and down, up and down…

He felt you brace yourself on his abdomen, nails digging into firm flesh.

Up and down… up and down… Faster.

Faster…

"Peter… oh, god, you feel so good… So good between my legs"

And you felt like heaven, he wanted to tell you, but he was reduced to cries and sobs, to clutching and grabbing at your skin, fingertips eagerly searching any part of your body they could reach. You took one of his hands and lowered it until his thumb was right above your clit, your own fingers showing him how to rub just right to make pleasure explode inside your loins.

His eyes fluttered open underneath the blindfold. He didn't mean to, he truly didn't, he wanted to be good, he wanted to obey, but this? You riding him hard, coming from his cock and his fingers? It was a vision way too tempting to resist. He could see you clearly through the rainbow of silk threads, head thrown back in ecstasy, mouth open in a silent scream, little beads of sweat glimmering on your skin under the sun, sparkling almost as bright as the jewel colored water on the horizon behind you. And your cunt, juicy and red as the strawberries you favoured, stretched around his cock, taking it in over and over and over again, little contractions milking him, hungry for his come.

So he gave it to you, surging deep inside you, hips thrusting up to meet yours. You almost fell back, but he caught you in his arms just in time. Raising to a sitting position still buried inside you, he gathered you to his chest, the makeshift blindfold falling from his face.

"Hey…"

You smiled, a little drunkenly,

"Hey, stranger"

Closing your arms around his shoulders, you tucked your face into his neck. You were boneless, completely spent and sated, about to fall asleep, lulled by his soft caresses on your back, when you felt him start moving inside you again.

Definitely insatiable.

Tired and overstimulated, you tried to get up, get away but his arms, strong as steel around you held you to him, as he rocked beneath you, pubic bone smashing into your oversensitized clit with every drag. Pushing against his shoulder also proved completely useless, his hold on you only tightening, as he started fucking up into you harder.

You bit into his shoulder, making him groan.

"I think… think I like that punishment better…" He declared, grabbing your chin, holding you in place to kiss you, deep and dirty, only releasing your lips once your head was spinning, your lungs burning. You gasped for air.

"Naughty" You admonished, still struggling against him, albeit a little halfheartedly. He splayed one of his hands against your lower back, pressing you to him. The new pressure was delicious, the heat starting to build again, even if you didn't want it "You're so naughty"

He scraped his teeth softly on the hollow of your throat, only to sooth it with his tongue seconds later, his cock moving so deep you could feel it hit your cervix. You screamed, he was going to tear another orgasm out of you soon.

"Only holding you to your word" He whispered against your skin, making goosebumps erupt down your spine, "You promised not to stop… until I give you all my come"

To be continued...

PS: Let me know if you are reading this under the table during a horrible family reunion, I' love to bring you a little joy during these very difficult rimes... Love ya!!

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ʙᴏᴅʏɢᴜᴀʀᴅ!sᴛᴇᴠᴇ ʀᴏɢᴇʀs x ᴍᴏʙʙᴏss!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

ʀᴇǫᴜᴇsᴛᴇᴅ: Mob boss!Readers x bodyguard!Steve Rogers Some other gang leader doesn’t believe reader is the boss bc she’s a woman and he tries to manhandle her until Steve attacks him and then she thanks him with smut

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs: Smut 18+, major angst, but there’s fluff because I can’t help myself ;)

ᴛᴡ: sᴇxᴜᴀʟ ᴀssᴀᴜʟᴛ/ʜᴀʀᴀssᴍᴇɴᴛ, ᴅᴇᴘɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴs ᴏғ ɢʀᴀᴘʜɪᴄ ᴠɪᴏʟᴇɴᴄᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ, ᴀɴᴅ ɢᴜɴ ᴜsᴇ

ᴀᴜᴛʜᴏʀ’s ɴᴏᴛᴇs: Ah! I’ve never written anything about mobs and shit I’m so excited!

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“I’ll be fine,” you cupped Steve’s face.

“I should go in there with you. You’ve never met this guy and the others said he was creepy,” Steve sighed resting his hand on your hip. Steve was essentially your bodyguard highly recommended by your father when you took over the mob.

“Sit here and eat your muffin, read your newspaper and if anything happens I’ll shout,” you grinned.

“Y/n,” Steve said sternly.

“Sit down,” you patted his shoulder.

He eventually sat beside the door grabbing the newspaper before taking an aggressive bite of his muffin making you giggle. You fluffy his hair before entering the room for your meeting with another boss. Your father advised you to expand trading and you’ve never been one to be ‘social’ so it was something you put off for years now. But now it’s getting late so here you are talking to a creep that offered a trade with you.

“Hi, thank you for coming,” you said entering the conference room.

“Why hello? Aren’t you a cute little thing,” the man snarled.

“Excuse me?” you quipped.

“Well, had I known there’d be a little plaything for me while I wait I would’ve come by sooner,” he stood up towering over you.

“I’m sorry, you must be very mistaken, sir. We don’t degrade women here,” you smiled sarcastically.

“Haha, you’re funny. I do like women who can make me laugh,” he grabbed at your hips.

“Sir, you are incredibly mistaken. I am the leader of this mob and if you lay your disgustingly meaty hands on me one more time I won’t hesitate to put a bullet through your thick skull,” you growled. The man’s temper bursted and he aggressively grabbed your throat pulling you too close to his body.

“Listen here you little brat, you’re gonna do what a woman was meant to do and if you don't get on your knees baby girl you’ll get what’s coming to ya.”

“Get off of me!” you shoved him back.

“Nu-uh pretty girl, you’re gonna suck my cock until the big man gets here whether you like it or not!”

Steve sat eating his muffin trying his best to ignore the muffled voices from inside the conference room. He couldn’t help but worry about your safety being with that creep. When the guy first arrived he groped one of the housekeepers and laughed as if he did nothing wrong. Steve sat there desperately hoping this meeting with that scumbag doesn’t go well and you'll drop him. He can’t even imagine working with a man like that, especially when you're a woman.

Suddenly he heard a shriek emerge from the room and Steve bursted through the door. He pulled his gun out seeing the man bending you over your own desk pulling the hem of your pants. Steve aimed the gun and shot the man in the back of his knee making him fall to the ground groaning in pain.

“Fuck,” you groaned running to Steve. He held you tightly in a panic and you breathed heavily against him.

“Are you ok?” he asked.

“I think so,” you swallowed loudly.

“I’m gonna kill you,” you looked at the writhing man on your floor.

“I’m sorry, fuck! I’m sorry!”

“Steve, get out,” you ordered.

“No, sweetheart I’m not leaving you alone again with this man,” he raised his voice.

“Steve, please,” you looked at him.

“Baby,” he sighed.

“Go!”

You looked back at the man still squirming on the floor in pure agony. You pulled a pack of cigarettes off your desk placing one between your chapped and bitten lips. You walked around the desk keeping your eye trained on the shithead. You grabbed your lighter and lit the cigarette before reaching inside one of your drawers and grabbing a gun.

The silvery metal reflected the smallest light around your office as you approached him.

Steve stood in the hallway with his hand resting on the handle of the door, biting his lip anxiously. His heart sank when he heard a gunshot and he bursted through the door finding you sitting with a cigarette between your lips and your gun in hand.

“What the hel-” he found the man dead bleeding from his head. You stared at the body in disgust, blood spattered on your face and clothes. You dragged the poison and blew the smoke into the air. Steve slowly walked up to you cupped your face to look at him.

“What happened?” he whispered.

“I made sure he never does what he did to me to another woman ever again,” you said monotonously.

“Come here,” Steve picked you up and you tossed the cigarette on the dead man burning his bloodied face.

Steve carried you to your room and sat you on your bed. You stayed still staring at nothing while Steve grabbed you a towel. He cleaned the blood of your face and tears fell down your face. You felt humiliated and violated.

“Are you ok?” Steve whispered, afraid as if he spoke too loud he would startle you.

“Yeah,” you choked out.

“No, you’re not.”

“Steve, I am. Truthfully. If you hadn’t been there, I can’t even imagine what would have happened,” you breathed out heavily calming yourself.

“I owe you a great debt, Steve,” you said softly.

“No you don’t, I’m just doing my job.”

“Thank you,” you leaned in closely and brushed your nose against his.

Suddenly Steve felt small. He was always a confident man, something you deeply admired about him, but being able to make him feel this way, all bothered and shy, gave you a sense of even more power over him.

You brushed a hair from his face and moved to sit on his lap, your legs on either side of his thighs. You circled your hand down to his chin lifting it slightly to make him look at you with those gorgeous blue eyes; like sapphires.

“I see the way you look at me Steve,” you whispered.

“We can’t,” he said back.

“Why not? I know how bad you’ve wanted me,” you trailed your hand down his chest.

“Y/n, you’re vulnerable. I can’t take advantage of you like that,” he said. You have this desire to regain control after what happened and conquering Steve would do just that whether you admit it or not. He wants to so badly have his way with you but he knows he’s just a grievance. You’ll wake up the next morning and pretend this never happened, that the words he’d whisper to you are just that, words. The love he’d give you isn’t reciprocated. He can’t let you break him like that.

“What’s going on?” you asked seeing him in a sort of mental battle.

“Nothing, you should rest,” he said.

“I don’t want to rest. I don’t want to be alone,” you told him.

He looked at you with soft eyes, clenching his jaw tight. His hands were resting on your hips and he desperately fought the urge to move them; under your shirt, over your cheeks or thighs, anywhere, he wanted to feel you so bad.

“Steve,” you breathed out, practically moaning.

“Fuck,” Steve said with frustration.

“Please,” you cupped his face.

When he did say anything you got off of him and slowly made your way to the bathroom. Steve sat there regretful breathing out a breath he didn’t realize he was holding. You were right there. In his arms and he pushed you away.

You came out again wearing simple nightwear and trotted to Steve once again. You didn’t sit on his lap despite the both of you secretly wishing you would again but you did sit fairly close; your shoulder pressed against his.

You rested your head on him, the both of your staring at the floor in silence. You slowly up at him cupping his bearded jaw with your delicate hand. You brushed the hairs with your fingers, you’d always preferred his beard than without. You had been the one to convince him not to shave and you had been the one he did it for.

You couldn’t stop yourself and neither could Steve when the two of you met in the middle, your lips pressing against each other perfectly. Your eyes fluttered closed at the feeling and his hands went to where they belonged on your hips. You two kissed for what felt like an eternity; an eternity of pure lust and ecstasy. Steve pushed you down to lay flat on your bed, his hips settling between your legs.

“Tell you want me, tell me how much you need me,” Steve said against your lips.

“I want you, I need you, so fucking bad,” you moaned.

“Tell me this is real,” he said with his eyes screwed shut.

Steve had been so enamored by you since the day he met you. He used to work for your father before he retired and he insisted that Steve worked alongside you, to protect you. You were hesitant about having him around, independency clouding your mind when you became leader, but little did Steve know you had become very fond of the man at your side everywhere you went.

He occupied every part of your mind for years now. The confidence he oozed, and sexiness he projected; how could anybody not fall in love? He was the source of the many nights you laid alone in bed, your hand between the junction of your thighs, writhing and panting dreaming of his body pressing against you just as he now.

Steve fought his desires just as long as you did. When he looks at you, he can’t help the stutters and skips his heart makes. When you laugh, especially at something he says, he feels like a little boy again talking to his crush from school. You’re just so beautiful and dauntless, graceful and fearless. He can’t help but fall in love. Anyone would.

“Steve, look at me, please.”

Steve’s eyes pried open, terrified you would disappear if he did.

“This is real. I want you so badly; I need you. Please make me feel good,” you whispered against his lips.

Steve kissed passionately before moving his lips across your jaw line, nipping and biting the soft skin. His hands held your waist firmly under your shirt, gently squeezing your sides making you giggle.

“That tickles,” you giggled.

“The scary mob boss is ticklish?” Steve joked.

“Stop it!” you shrieked when he tickled harder.

Steve laughed at you for a moment before capturing your lips in a kiss once again. He pulled up again sitting back on his knees bringing you with him up to his chest. He looked into your lust blown eyes carefully lifting your shirt. You eagerly raised your arms allowing him to discard it before you did the same to him.

You marveled at his toned body, your hands smoothing over his muscles and the little hairs that littered his chest. Steve's hands came up your side, his thumbs grazing lightly over your perked nipples making your body shiver with need.

He sat comfortably bringing you to your knees so he was in line with your chest. He leaned forward and kissed all over before wrapping his lips around your nipple. His tongue swirled around it and his teeth grazed the nub before releasing with a pop and doing the same with the other.

The feeling of his tongue made you extremely aroused soaking your panties. You breathed heavily relishing in his attention. Your fingers combed through his hair lightly pulling on his long strands. He groaned softly, his eyes fluttering in pleasure. You’ll keep that in mind.

You sank down fully sitting in his lap, when you felt him poking you through both of your fabrics. You hand snaked down in between your bodies and you pressed on his erection with your hand, making him groan again.

“Fuck, don’t tease me.”

“Then take these off.”

You quickly got off of his lap and he hurried to stand and take his pants off. You giggled at the sudden flurry of clothes but your face quickly turned to shock when you saw the size of Steve for the first time.

“Baby, that’s not going to fit in me,” you said, making him chuckle.

“We’ll never know if we don’t try,” he winked.

You bit your lip and laid back for him. He rubbed your legs softly curling his fingers over your bottoms and reluctantly pulled them down your legs. He kissed your legs up to your stomach before coming face to face with you once again.

He kissed you with need like he would never be able to again after tonight. He doesn’t feel convinced that this is real. That tomorrow when you wake up beside you’ll realize that maybe you don’t fancy him like you say right now.

You reached forward wrapping your hand around his cock looking up at him with faux innocent eyes licking and biting your lips seductively. Steve could help but groan as he laid atop of you, hard as rock.

Steve kissed your lips and he swears that he could stay like this forever. Your lips, although chapped and dry, were so addictive and obsessive. Your legs wrapped around his hips and your arms around his shoulders pulling him close to you as if he’d float away. He pushed slowly in you and you let out a shaky moan. Steve’s head that was buried lifted quickly, looked at you and whispered soft praises to you.

“You’re doing so well, baby,” he whispered against your lips.

“Steve, move please,’ you moaned.

He snapped his hips back and rutted into you over and over again. He placed his hand on your lower belly and felt his cock poking with each thrust. He grabbed your hand and placed it there too and you gasped at the fleeing before moaning loudly.

“Fuck, Steve,” you whimpered.

“You’re so fucking beautiful, baby. God, you feel amazing. Pussy’s fucking perfect; you’re perfect,” he said against your ear. His words made your stomach flutter and your heart burst. He kissed the skin below it and your body shuddered at the feeling of his cool lips against your hot skin. Your hands raked through his long hair and you tugged on the locks bringing his head back up. You instantly attached your lips to his kissing him messily and passionately.

Your pants and moans became louder with each thrust he got closer to making you release. You moaned his name over and over like a prayer. Steve grunted and his chest tightened feeling overwhelmed by you.

His hips faltered and you pushed his shoulders rolling over with his cock still inside you. You quickly moved your hips back and forth, your hands pressing flat against his chest to support you, nails scratching his chest leaving dark red marks. Steve’s hands reached for your breasts, his thumbs grazing over your hardened nipples. His hands landed in their place on your hips guiding you, though you didn’t need it much.

“Fuck, baby. I’m gonna come,” he moaned.

“Come in me, fuck! Stevie, I want it all, give it to me,” you said staring at his lips.

“Fuck!”

Steve snapped his hips up and you felt his hot cum coating your walls. The feeling overwhelmed you and you came in time with him. Your eyes rolled back, your back arched, and you felt incredible. This career, if you can call it that, has run into plenty of lousy men and you wasted many hours with them but this, you could bask in the feeling of Steve’s arms and fully be content with life.

You fell forward and Steve wrapped his arms around you. You breathed heavily and Steve’s hand rubbed your head lovingly. Your eyelids felt heavy and you couldn’t help the tiredness that overcame you. Steve laid there carefully listening to your breathing even out. He couldn’t believe that you were actually laying, naked and beautifully, in his arms. He dreamed of this moment more than he liked to admit.

Hours later you felt yourself suddenly wake. You were in a cold sweat shaking uncontrollably. You got off Steve who was still sleeping soundly beneath you. His face was so angelic, no it was god like. He looked so at peace you felt awful disturbing his comfort when you crawled off him quietly.

You grabbed one of the thin sheets that had fallen to the floor and wrapped lazily around your body and walked to the large window of your room. You looked out the window before grabbing the pack of cigarettes and lighter sitting fixed on the window ledge waiting to be used during your lowest moments.

You felt vulnerable.

Steve laid on your bed and you really appreciated him. You genuinely liked him and you know he probably doesn’t believe you yet. He was so charming and compassionate. He protected you especially after what happened today.

What happened today. God, you can imagine what would happen, what you would do to get out of that awful situation but when it happens, when it becomes reality… you forget everything. You forget how to breathe, how to move. It was terrifying. Even after everything you’d seen being a boss.

“Whatcha thinking about?” Steve came up behind you, wrapping his strong arms around you.

“God! You fucking scared me,” you looked at him.

“Sorry,” he smirked.

He leaned forward and placed kisses along your shoulder and neck. You dragged the cigarette, closing your eyes at the delicious feeling of Steve’s kisses. His hands grazed under the sheet, his fingertips tickling the skin of your belly.

“Stop it,” you warned.

“Oh right, the scary mob lady is ticklish. I’ll keep that in mind,” he whispered, his lips against your ear.

“I swear to god, Steve. I’ll fire you,” you chuckled.

“Are you feeling any better? If that’s possible,” he said after a moment.

“You’re here with me,” you told him.

“Please don’t leave me,” you teared up. This was the first time Steve had ever seen you vulnerable, visibly upset, crying. He’s never seen you cry.

“I would never leave you; not unless you want me to,” he cupped your face.

“Thank you.”

Steve took the cigarette from your fingers and brought it to his lips dragging smoke and blowing it out the open window. You smiled at him before kissing his lips softly.

“Come back to bed; it’s cold,” he placed the cigarette in the ashtray.

You closed the window and Steve picked you up taking you to bed. You cuddled by his side, pressing your cold body against his warm one. You buried your face into his neck and fell sound asleep. He made you feel safe and protected. You easily let your guard down when you were with him and after tonight you really felt your walls coming down for him. And Steve was more than willing to come in.

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