#dunk flirting back hard

[joongdunking]

JoongDunk are at it AGAIN 😆😏

[borathae]

↳ Index [Day 04 - Nipple Sucking]

Pairing: Brat to Good Boy!Jungkook x Mommy Domme!Reader

Genre: established relationship!AU

Kinks: nipple sucking, breast worship, thigh grinding, clothed sex, vaginal fingering, cumming in his pants, subby boy tears, drool, he accidentally bruises her nipple from being too eager, he is a lil brat at the beginning and bites her nipples jfsdjf, masochist!Jungkook, tongue spanking, hair pulling, subspace, cuddling & praises for aftercare

Wordcount: 3.8k

a/n: this is inspired by anonie’s idea this was actually not planned to be included in kinktober at first but i suddenly felt the unbearable urge to write this and so i did <3 have fun besties i’m a whore for him

You and Jungkook have been arguing. It wasn’t a terrible fight, nor a very burdening one, but it was still a fight. You say that Jungkook was in your magic kitchen and messed up the papers on your desk, while he insists that it wasn’t him. You know for a fact however that it was him and that he is being stubborn. You know because you noticed the ink stain on his shirt from accidentally dunking it into your inkpot. 

“I don’t understand why you want to keep up this stubborn farce.” 

“It’s not a farce, it’s fact. I didn’t mess up your papers.”

“So you were in my magic kitchen?” 

“Ye- No? No, that’s not what I meant.” 

“Mhm sure and I’m the queen of the moon.” 

Jungkook huffs out air, pouting. 

“Even if I was, theoretically, it doesn’t mean I was the one who messed up your papers. Maybe they were already messed up when I got there.” 

“We’ve been over this, Kookie. How the hell did the ink stain get on your shirt then?” 

“It’s from the love letters I was writing to you.”

“Wow, I can’t believe you. Flirting isn’t gonna work right now”, you say, but chuckle.

Jungkook grins boyishly, closing the distance between you and him.

“What’s a few papers anyway, right?” he says, fluttering his lashes at you.

“No, no stay away, you stubborn walnut.”

“I’m not stubborn.”

“Yes, you are. You’re even more stubborn than I am.”

Jungkook gasps, clutching his imaginary pearls.

“You take that back.”

“I’m taking it back once you admit that you were in my kitchen and messed up my papers.”

Jungkook sits down on the sofa and crosses his arms in front of his chest. He pouts, looking to the side like a sulking baby.

The thing is. You weren’t angry, nor really frustrated. In some weird way, you were amused. The fight is silly and so obviously not taken seriously by either party. In a peculiar sense, it almost feels like flirting. You and Jungkook find yourselves in a weird yet exciting dance of “who breaks first?” and you know exactly how to break him. 

You begin opening the front lacing on your dress. Jungkook notices from the corner of his eyes, shifting on the sofa as inconspicuously as possible. 

You sometimes like to wear pretty dresses from earlier time periods when at the estate. Your dress today consists of an outer layer and a flowy under dress. You let the outer dress fall to the floor, stepping out of it. 

Jungkook shifts again, clearing his throat. He turns his head further to the side, acting as if he can’t see you. 

Your under dress is made of a very thin cotton fabric, making it so perfectly translucent at the parts of your body which were more sinful than the rest. Yes, we are talking about your nipples and pubes here. Jungkook has a very hard time not looking at you. The collar of your under dress is closed with a ribbon. You open it as you strut to Jungkook.

You straddle his lap. His meaty thighs tense, jaw tightening. 

One skilled move and the dress slips down your shoulders, revealing your chest to him. 

Jungkook tries to turn his head even more but you stop him, nudging him to face you with two fingers gripping his chin. 

His eyes ghost over your breasts but flit up to stare at your face obsessively. Even now he is stubborn enough not to admit that you have him charmed.

“Do I really have to force you to confess, sweet one?” you say, caressing him under his chin. Your eyes race between his.

“I didn’t mess up-”

“Hush now”, you silence him, stuffing your nipple into his mouth. 

Jungkook mewls in surprise, eyes widened and hands stretching from his body. One second, two. He whimpers and sucks, eyes falling closed and hands grasping your waist. His thighs tremble as his body makes sense of the almost drug like effect your nipples have on him. 

“There we go”, you get out, playing with his hair, “now you can’t lie anymore. You’re so much sweeter like this.” 

Jungkook breaks away, craning his neck.

“I’m not ly-”

“Pssst.”

You force his head down and shove your other nipple into his mouth. Jungkook keens, sucking on it instantly. He drags his hands up your bared back, tickling goosebumps to the surface. 

He feels good. Really good. His touch is so gentle while his mouth is so eager. He is still trying to hold back, to pretend as if he wasn’t utterly into this, but his mouth begins to betray him. He sucks but he also licks. Very sloppily and messily. And whenever he licks, he lets out a throaty purr, thighs tensing under your weight. 

Jungkook changes sides, sliding his hands to your breasts to hold them. His tongue darts out, circling your nipple quickly while his fingers knead the flesh. 

“That’s good. Your mouth is put to so much better use like this. It’s too pretty to be used for lying.” 

“Shut up”, Jungkook murmurs and takes your nipple between his teeth to tug. 

“Ah, hey”, you gasp, arching your back. 

He grins against you. This little shit has the audacity to grin after biting your nipple. 

You can’t let him get away with it. You twist a bundle of his hair and tug. Jungkook’s head tilts back, revealing his boyish grin and cloudy eyes. His lips are glossy from spit. 

“Did you just bite my nipple, you little brat?”

“And if I did?” 

“Then I might need to punish you.”

His grin turns into a smirk, his eyes glimmer. He slides his fingers to your nipples and pinches them both.

“Ah”, you flinch in surprise.

He chuckles, pinching them again. 

“Hey, brat”, you gasp, slapping his hands away. 

He laughs, looking so pleased with himself.

“That’s it. Tongue out.”

Jungkook obeys, sticking it out as far as possible. He can’t wait to have your nipples on it. Except that you don’t give him what he craves, you give his tongue a spank. 

“Ahng”, he lets out, pulling it back instinctively. So you grab him by his chin and pull him closer, spanking his tongue as you do. 

His wet muscle trembles and tenses. He mewls and sticks it out some more, accepting the next spank with a tense of his entire body. It was a tense of pleasure, the kind which builds up fire in one’s stomach. 

One last spank and then you soothe it by dragging your tongue over it. Jungkook moans, fingers cradling the back of your head and lips closing around your tongue to kiss you. You kiss him back for one second, two seconds. No longer than that. It makes him desperate. Good. You like him desperate. 

“Mhm”, you hum and pull him down into your chest by holding his cheeks between your thumb and fingers. 

Jungkook returns to heaven in a mewl and his mouth wide open to take you in. He holds your breasts, wasting no time this round. He sucks as much of your softness into his mouth as he can fit, then moves his head back so you would slip out of him again. He sucks the entire time, resulting in pressure around your nipple so wonderful you sigh his name. 

Jungkook purrs, repeating what he did on your other side. His name falls from your lips a second time, your hips grind back and forth on his thigh. 

You had a fight once, didn’t you? Jungkook can barely remember. Neither can you. The charged tension which is still present keeps reminding you however. You want each other like crazy yet are too proud to give in already. That’s good though, means that Jungkook can suck on your breasts until you are sensitive.

“So good. So much better than when you’re bratty.” 

Jungkook loves being punished though. He has a thing for it. He bites your other nipple and tugs. 

You squeal and writhe, instantly pulling him away by his hair. 

Jungkook looks up at you, grinning goofily.

“You did that to yourself, Mommy.” 

“Do I have to punish you again?”

Jungkook sticks out his tongue and nods his head. Look at him waiting so eagerly. He wants to be punished and you want to punish him, but where is the fun in a punishment that is wanted?

No, you are going to ruin him another way. You lift your butt from his thigh to make up for the difference in height between his lips and your chest. Once in position, you slap your tits on his tongue, watching in delight how his eyes roll back and his mouth goes slack. You lift yourself and slap his tongue again then change sides to repeat it with punishing strength. 

Jungkook moans, tongue shaking under your nipple. He curls the tip each time you are in contact with him, trying to get a feel of you that way. It is so good because he is shaking so much when does.

You lift yourself and slam down, pressing yourself closer afterwards to grind your nipple over his tongue. 

He gurgles out a sound of need, fingers dimpling your hips as he grips you desperately. 

You’ve got him. You wrap your arm around his head and push, smothering him with your breasts. Jungkook moans, sinking his face into them gladly and when you keep him there? He swears he actually spills into his pants. He moves his head from side to side as his eager mouth begins trying to be everywhere at the same time. His tongue is just as restless, wetting your entire chest as he swirls it over you aimlessly. He just loves to be like this. It is so obvious that he is currently worshiping your tits with no goal in mind. All that he lives and breathes for, are your breasts. And that he can use his mouth on them. 

“So good, such a good wet mouth you have. So good” you sigh, running your fingers through his hair. You rock back and forth, coming to realise that there is something missing. You instantly make up for it by dropping down on his thigh again, pulling his head with you to make sure he wouldn’t leave your chest. 

Jungkook lets you move him gladly, mewling into you as he mouths at your tender flesh eagerly. He is so dizzy. You smell so good and feel even better.

You rock your hips, moaning in bliss now that there is finally something that brings you pleasure. Now granted, Jungkook’s mouth already feels like heaven, but you want even more. His warm, wet mouth and  his strong thigh in contrast. It is so good. 

He is wearing a pair of white cotton pants today, they are oversized and comfortable and they feel so good against your warmth. Just a little rough, but still soft enough, also perfectly thin to let his body heat through. How goddamn addicting.

“Fuck this is so good now that you’re quiet. So good”, you moan, fingers feeling up his scalp and neck while Jungkook mewls into you, licking you eagerly. 

He doesn’t even want to be really bratty anymore. Okay, maybe he tries it a little by grazing his teeth against your nipple but one corrective tug on his hair and he already gives up on it, burying his face in your softness with a defeated keen. His tongue soothes what he wanted to bite, his drool runs down your breasts but instantly gets slurped up by him.

“So good, fuck…” you moan breathily, hips dancing on him eagerly. 

You didn’t truly think about the concept of grinding for pleasure before you met your lovers. How could something like that be fun? You were wrong. You were very wrong. You could honestly jump them all day every day. It is so addicting to find pleasure this way, to use their bodies until you find your highest peak.

Today is such a day. You can’t get enough of the friction and the pressure and how little movements are enough to build pleasurable tension in your stomach. 

Jungkook is gone as well, high on a different kind of drug. He loves quarrelling with you when it is so obvious that it wasn’t serious. He loves it because he can be bratty and tease you and therefore get punished. He also loves the tension and how you look at him when you pretend to be annoyed. He loves it, but he can’t win against your breasts. He feels submissive and stupid and good. So good. As if he never ever wants to be bad again. 

He whimpers, glossy lips sucking on your right nipple helplessly while his fingers grasp your hips. He sucks with such eagerness that hot electricity shoot through you. 

“Is that nice?” 

He nods his head, changing sides because he doesn't want to neglect even an inch from your perfect chest. 

“Nice enough to confess your sins?”

Jungkook makes a sound. 

You twist his hair and pull, denying him of the only heaven he craves right now. 

“No please”, he gets out, looking up at you teary eyed and pouty lips parted. His cheeks are flushed, his dark hair messy. “Please.” 

“How much do you want it?”

“So much, please.”

“Then confess.”

He mewls, shaking his head. You stop it with a thug of his hair. You lift your hips, guiding your nipples to his lips. He moans and opens his mouth, drooling in anticipation. He is panting quicker the closer you come. 

Stop. 

Jungkook tries to make up for the last inch of distance but you hold him in place by his hair.

“No please”, he squeaks out, spilling tears. He looks agonised and tortured, fighting your grip helplessly. 

You cradle your right breast in your hand and move it around, showing him what he can’t do right now. 

He pulls an expression of pain, letting out  a sound which borders a sob.

“Confess and I’ll make all of this go away.  The pain, the withdrawal, you can be freed of it.”

“Mommy please.”

“I know sweet one, I know”, you coo, caressing his cheek, “Mommy can help you, but you have to be honest with me.”

Jungkook sobs softly, squeezing his eyes shut. You broke him. 

“I lied. I ruined your papers. I, I tried to look for a pen and, and accidentally knocked over the inkpot with my sleeve. I’m sorry.”

“See? Doesn’t the truth feel so much better?” 

“Please”, he cups your tender breasts, eyes widening in pleading, “please I did what you asked of me.” 

“You did. Go ahead then”, you allow him, letting go of his hair.

Jungkook takes the freedom instantly, burying his face back in your breasts with a loud moan. He squeezes them together in his hands, sucking and nibbling on you hungrily. 

“Fuck, that’s so good”, you sigh, rolling your hips against his thigh. You bury your hands in his hair and drop your head against his own head, closing your eyes. “You feel so good, sweetie. Keep going.” 

Jungkook agrees with a mewl, slipping his hands under your dress so he could hold your bared hips. No more fabric, he needs the sensation of your warm, soft skin. No panties. Sometimes in long dresses you go pantieless. Jungkook traces the naked paths where normally a piece of cotton would sit with tingling fingers. So soft. All of you. 

“Why are you so soft, Mommy?” he mewls into you, lips trembling as they suck on your left nipple.

“You’re so sweet”, you sigh, smiling blissfully. You scratch his scalp slowly, melting in his touch. “Ah fuck”, you breathe, hips desperately trying to search for more friction. You are dripping on him, soaking his pants. It feels good, but starts to feel like not enough. You feel so empty, so goddamn empty. 

He notices that you are using his thigh to pleasure yourself. His pants leg became very wet all of a sudden and your sweet scent tickles his nose. He wants to come up for air and ask if you feel good, but he can’t. He doesn’t want to miss even one second of your chest. But he has to. You are restless as if you are searching for more. 

“Is it enough?” he asks, mouth barely gone from your chest.

“I don’t know, I ahm.”

“Lift your hips, Mommy.” 

You follow his wish. Jungkook wiggles his arm under you so he can rest his hand on his thigh. He turns his palm up and sticks two of his fingers up. 

“Holy fuck. Holy fuck, baby, holy fuck”, you babble, claiming what he offers instantly. You sink down on his fingers, pulling him into your chest at the same time. 

You yelp in pleasure, Jungkook matches your enthusiasm, moaning into your chest  as he takes your nipple back inside. Your walls are throbbing and trembling around his digits, taking him in eagerly.

“Holy fuck, Jungkook”, you croak, arching your back and twisting his hair. 

This is finally scratching that itch. You are so stuffed, so goddamn full of him and it’s heaven. You chase the explosions of pleasure with eager rocks of your hips, filling the silence with moans and gasps. Like this, your clit is grinding on his lower arm while your spots inside are grinding on his fingers. They are so long, so perfectly girthy and groomed.

“Jungkook baby. Baby, this is so good, holy fuck”, you moan, dropping your face into his soft hair. 

“Mommy”, the word is muffled and barely audible, his mouth is sloppy and restless on your chest. Even more than before. It is as if he was experiencing more pleasure as well, as if this is scratching his itch as well. 

Truth is, it feels like that for him. You are so wet and so warm around his digits and so goddamn fucking soft. Jungkook goes insane because of it, lost enough in you that his own mind is betraying him and he swears that he can feel you on his cock. It’s impossible because he is crammed into his pants, but it feels like it. Wet, soft, warm. 

“Mommy, soft. Mommy”, he whimpers, curling his fingers desperately.

“Urgh fuck”, you get out and drop into him, forcing his back to fall against the sofa cushions and for your nipple to leave his lips. “Sorry.”

“Is okay”, he mumbles, free hand rubbing your back and eager mouth sucking on your breasts in the new position. 

“Curl them again.” 

Jungkook obeys, moaning with you when this makes you shake and keen. Your hips move on him sloppily, your pussy keeps tightening around him. 

“Fuck baby”, you rasp, grabbing the pillow edge and twisting it. 

Jungkook spills tears, thighs shaking under you and cock throbbing in his pants. Your heart is racing like crazy. He can hear it, feel it too. He tries to get to it with eager sucks and wiggles of his head. It not only forces his lips and tongue to grind against your nipple but his nose as well. You are so sensitive at this point, you genuinely can’t feel any difference between stimulation on your clit and your nipples. 

“Holy fuck, holy fuck, urgh fuck”, you chant, convulsing and shaking on him. You are close. Dangerously close. 

Jungkook knows that you are feeling so ruined by it that he can barely move his mouth. He is ruined, running on nothing but you and everything that happens to your body when you are experiencing pleasure. Your raised pulse, your choppy breathing, your higher body heat and the array of sweet scents. He also swears that your skin becomes even softer than usually, contradicting the spots where the electricity is bundled. Your nipples hard and swollen, your clit enlarged and throbbing, your folds heated and engorged. So soft yet so plump in pleasure. Jungkook swears this is heaven and he promises silently to never ever be bratty again (he will be bratty again).

He curls his fingers and knows that this was it.

“Jungkook, baby”, you get out, tensing up as your pussy begins throbbing and clenching. Your voice pitches, coming out as squeaks and mewls. Your fingers twist his hair and hold him oh so close. This is so intense that you can’t see as it happens. Every single spot of concentrated pleasure was set off, forcing your entire body to be engulfed in flames. 

Jungkook’s eyes roll back even closed. He sobs, truly sobs, losing against the warmth. He orgasms in his pants. No touch, no grind, no lick just your breasts and your pussy on his fingers was enough. He accidentally bruises your nipple from sucking too aggressively, free hand leaving a bruise on your waist as well. You don’t mind, riding the waves with him until you both come down together.

“Oh god, baby”, you get out, slipping off his fingers. You nudge them down into a relaxed position, sitting on his hand. You grind as slowly as possible, wanting to enjoy the warmth and pressure just a little longer. 

Jungkook calms down in twitches of his body and little whimpers into your chest as he mouths at your breasts tiredly. He is so ruined, head dizzy and vision blurry, and your chest comforts him beyond comparison. 

“How…” You clear your raspy throat. “...how are you?” 

“Good”, he squeaks and shakes, sobbing softly as he hugs you closer, “feeling submissive.” 

“Mhm”, you scratch his scalp soothingly, holding him safely, “good boy. You were such a good boy. Let it happen, you’re safe with me.” 

“Mommy.”

“My good boy. You made me feel so good.”

He agrees with a nod of his head, hips twitching up. It calls your attention. You need to check something.

“Can Mommy touch you for a moment?” 

He nods his head.

You cup his clothed and softened cock, squeezing it a little. Jungkook whimpers, hiding deeper in your chest to handle the overstimulation. 

“Just as I had thought. You came in your pants. It’s soaking the fabric.” 

“I’m sorry.” 

“That’s okay, sweetie. Did you enjoy yourself?” 

“So much.”

“Then that’s all that counts.” You give his soft dick one last caress then use the hand to ruffle his hair. “My good boy.”

Jungkook tugs his hand free and wraps both arms around you in a tight hug. He whimpers, dimpling your skin as he practically tries to melt you with him.

“I’m sorry for ruining your papers. I want to fix it, please.” 

“Mhm, we’ll find a solution together. But for now, hush, okay?”

“Okay, oh god. Can we hold each other? Please, Mommy.” 

“Of course, my baby.” You melt into him, resting your cheek on the crown of his head. “Let’s relax like this.” 

“I love you so much ” 

“I love you too, my baby. So much.“

[thewertsearch]

TG: jakes bday is coming up really soon TG: just a few days before mine remembr […] TG: i just wanted your advice on what to get him TG: something sentimental i guess? but i mean im mostly tapped out of precious heirlooms atm so idk TG: but not like anything coming on too strong

I don't think you need to overthink things, where Jake is concerned. Just like John, he strikes me as a rather straightforward guy, and would probably appreciate the direct approach.

Seriously, just be upfront with your feelings. He'll respond with either "capital! let us begin courting, post-haste!", or "sincerest apologies, my dear compatriot, but my heart lies with my cerulean beauties!"

Either way, the issue will be resolved. Simple as that.

TG: something that says TG: this is totes platonic and everything TG: no eyebrow raising funnybiz is goin on over here TG: but still says you know TG: call me TG: if you wanna

Nah, I'm just fucking with you.

These are teenagers. They're full of big emotions that they don't know what to do with, and they're navigating the treacherous waters of romance without a map. I might have dunked on Eridan when he said it, back in our Hivebent days, but when you're a kid, growing up really is hard, and nobody does understand. Not even you.

Roxy's not going to initiate a frank discussion about her feelings with Jake - she's going to pine for at least fifty pages, and then impulsively confess everything at once, probably in the middle of a crisis. Sometimes, that's just how it goes, when you're a teenager - and it's always how it goes when you're a fictional teenager.

TG: u dont think that if i didnt say he was off limits on account of you being my best friend TG: i wouldnt be all the hell over that????

Wait, ok. So Roxy is pretending she's going to flirt with Jake - but she's really just messing with Jane, because Jane's also into him.

It's nice that there's no bad blood between the two as a result. You just know that in a lesser story, Jane and Roxy would proceed to squabble over this guy until it completely ruined their friendship. Thank you, Homestuck, very cool!

TG: you dont even let me say your dad is hot even though we both know he way the fuck is i mean come one

In every timeline, Roxy is destined to swoon over the prefect gentleman that is Dad Egbert.

GG: I don't see why you don't try to court the favor of Mr. Strider. If you ask me, he and you are perfect for each other. TG: oh jane TG: so naive TG: soooo niaev

The Bro we knew probably shouldn't have been dating anyone. Perhaps this version of him is equally unapproachable, and Roxy knows it - his little out-of-office responder would certainly suggest that that's the case.

GG: How can you be this fargone so early? […] TG: its a lot later here GG: You're three hours ahead of me! TG: youd would be amazed TG: how much can happen TG: in 3 hours GG: Tsk. What would your mother have to say if she caught you? TG: p sure she wouldnt give a shit

Rose, what the fresh fuck!

Look - guys, I know she's not exactly the maternal type, but come on. Even the adult Roxy, absent and alcoholic as she was, at least lifted a finger to keep her daughter safe, and you're telling me Rose can't even clear that bar?

Maybe Roxy's projecting a little. Rose often assumed her mother was acting in bad faith, even when that wasn't necessarily the case, and there's no reason that something similar couldn't be happening here.

...right?

[abbysdollie]

Blue. Dark Abby x fem!reader.

Writing dark content again I guess?? I don’t know yet, but here’s a dark Abby fic (she always gets me out of a writing slump tbh) hope y’all like it and if you don’t like dark content you have been warned don’t cry about it!!

CW: toxic!abby. Abusive!abby. She calls you whore once. She basically dunks your head underwater and holds it there. Let me know if there’s more

!! Minors do not interact !!

!! Dark content ahead you have been warned !!

Darkabby, who, when she’s really pissed off, will fill up the bathtub with ice-cold water and drag you to the bathroom by the hair, then force your head under as you struggle, and she would do this until she felt you had enough of it.

★★★★★★★★★★

You two had just come home from a little day out, but Abby was super pissed off. The waitress at the restaurant made the mistake of flirting with you. Abby, after paying, basically dragged you out of the restaurant and shoved you into the car. The drive home was silent, and you were just praying she’d be easy on you. Boy, were you in for a treat.

She walks past you and what you assume to be the bathroom, and you feel relieved thinking she won’t do anything. Again, you were wrong. 15 minutes later she comes back and grabs you by the hair harshly, your hands shoot up trying to get her to loosen them, but to no avail. Abby drags you to the tub where she forces you down.

“No, no, no, please, Abby, I didn’t—“ Before you could finish, she dunks your head under the ice-cold water. You thrash in her grip trying to get up, but she has her hand holding you under, and the other is holding onto your wrists. After a bit she raises your head up and forces you to look at her.

“You didn’t mean to? Yeah? I have a hard time believing that. Always knew you were an attention-seeking whore, you probably liked that she was flirting with me in front of me, huh?” You couldn’t even get a word out before she had you under, you were so scared, you hated when Abby got like this. Your friends keep telling you to leave her, but you just can’t. She does this a couple more times before she’s had enough.

Abby lets go of your hair, and you fall on the cold, wet ground, shivering, makeup all smudged, dress soaking wet. She scoffs at you crouching down, and she grabs your hair one more time.

“It won’t happen again, right?” Abby asks you she looks pissed off still, which was never a good sign for you.

“N-no, A-Abby…” Your voice was just above a whisper, she nodded her head and let go of you before turning around.

“Clean this mess up.”

Tags 🧸: @2ftall @graciedollie @sleeplessbunni @tqlepatia @abbysluckycharm @jumiinx let me know if you wanna be tagged or I forgot you!!

[starhvney]

𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘'𝐑𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐇

𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: garroth, laurance, dante, travis, zane, vylad, blaze, daniel, dottie, katelyn, lucinda, nana, & cadenza

𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐒: fluff, slice of life, headcanons on the characters on a beach vacation!

𝐂𝐖: none!

𝐀/𝐍: justice for not including the zvahl siblings during love love paradise or starlight in mys, rip you guys would’ve loved a beach vacation. anyways it’s summer guys! i’m not even a huge fan of summertime but i kind want to go to the beach?? so weird cause i’m totally a zane when i’m at the beach

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐇

☆ if it’s a surfable beach, he’s going straight out to the waves

☆ i mean, look at him, he looks like the classic surfer boy from the 2000s

☆ gets really excited if you surf too or want him to teach you

☆ he comes back to slam down some sandwiches before he tries to run back out. you have to pull him back and restrain him to put on more sunscreen and let his food digest.

☆ he always wants to stay or at least come back to watch the sunset over the ocean. it’s the best part!

𝐋𝐀𝐔𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄

☆ also goes out to surf with garroth, but he’s not as good so he comes back to shore sooner than garroth does

☆ he’s the guy you go to for getting good beach pics, he just has that good artistic eye

☆ he actually prefers going out to the beach in the evening/at night, loves shell hunting and walking along the boardwalk when everyone is quietly fishing or minding their business. plus the weather is cool! he loves how peaceful it is.

𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄

☆ this freakin goober 

☆ bro will purposefully let the ball out frisbee fall into the direction of groups of people he wants to talk or flirt with because so he can have an excuse to strike up a conversation

☆ when he gets bored he will be nagging everyone to go eat at the seafood restaurant “it’s like a five minute walk from here and i’m hungry guys, come on!”

𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐒

☆ professional swimmer here! well, not really, but he was really good at it in highschool! he competed and everything. someone always has to swim out and yell at him to not go out too far, cause he’s always trying to swim out to the third sandbar by himself

☆ comes back and his face and shoulders/back are always more tan because the sunscreen wore off and he was swimming all the time. (not the pale leg combo, is this just as bad as a farmer’s tan?)

☆ comes back starved from using all of his energy swimming and trying not to drift away from where you guys are on shore, ends upp eating too many sandwiches and everyone gets mad at him cause there aren’t enough

𝐙𝐀𝐍𝐄

☆ lathers himself in lotion and sunscreen and is either staying under the umbrella or dunking himself into the water

☆ he’s really not a fan of the beach, he’d rather vacation in the mountains or something like that, but he still goes since everyone else is going

☆ he just hates the humidity, the texture of the sand, and the stickiness of the salt water. it’s just not his thing

☆ he keeps how miserable he is to himself, but the silly little grumpy pout on his face says everything

☆ like someone get him a drink with a lil spike to it please the poor boy looks like he’s on the verge of death

☆ he’ll enjoy himself a lot more if you give him a sweet treat or if everyone goes to the pool after (except for the…incident)

𝐕𝐘𝐋𝐀𝐃

☆ so chill. he’s such a great guy to lounge with

☆ brings a book to read or a sketchbook, loves to sketch the different kinds of people on the beach and what they’re doing. (major people watcher)

☆ something about everyone else being busy and him being there so calm makes it so easy to get into a deep conversation with him, you two could talk for hours and not even realize the time has passed

𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐙𝐄

☆ oh my gosh

☆ he’s all over the place

☆ wants to build a sandcastle! no, wait, that’s too boring! wants to play frisbee! dang it, he threw it too hard and now he’s running through the ocean like a madman trying to get it back from the waves! shell hunting? nah, he’s gonna race that person’s dog down the shoreline cause it barked at him so now he has to show him who’s boss!

𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐄𝐋 

☆ sandcastle building king

☆ spends the whole time dedicated to building the most extravagant castle, hauls a huge bucket of the sand molders and starts digging a moat immediately

☆ someone has to come regularly just spray him down with sunscreen cause he’ll forget the world around him and most definitely get burnt

☆ you might pull him away from building if you offer him a sandwich

☆ eventually you may learn that just bringing an extra umbrella and putting it over where he’s building is the best option

𝐃𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐄

☆ she wants to be at the beach to play, not relax!

☆ beach volleyball? she’s in until there’s no one left to compete with! (her and katelyn could compete against each other for hours) frisbee? heck yeah, she wants to play frisbee!

☆ she loves going to those outdoor showers to wash off all the sand, then is so excited and looking forward to the crazy good nap she’s going to have back at the hotel/condo/rent house. won’t wake up until everyone decides to go eat at a restaurant for dinner

𝐊𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐘𝐍

☆ if you can’t find any sunscreen, you can without a doubt go to her and she will have some

☆ gets super competitive with beach volleyball

☆ if no one wants to play volleyball anymore she ventures out into the ocean and doesn’t return until it’s time to leave

☆ if you’re not scared of going out too far in the ocean, she will go out with you to where you can reach the bottom and calmly jump over the larger waves. she could do it all day

☆ she’s another person you have a good bonding talk with while chilling out in the ocean, she opens up to you and you learn stuff you had no idea she had even experienced before

𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐀

☆ opposite of katelyn, has hawaiian tropic tanning oil on her at all times

☆ doesn’t go into the ocean unless she’s ready to go straight to shower off. can’t stand the sticky feeling of salt water and then going back into the sand

☆ is the one who brings the speaker, and she has such a good beach playlist

☆ sunbathes and sips on a drink the whole time, queen really enjoys herself

☆ she goes to whatever nearby beach bar there is to order the drinks that come in pineapples or coconuts and has the umbrellas in them for everyone

𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐀

☆ packs an entire picnic for the beach

☆ like, legit carries a full icebox with a selection of drinks and a bag full of sandwiches, chips, sweets, etc. 

☆ is obsessed with seashell hunting! she gets so excited when she finds large or colorful ones. she runs to everyone when she finds a conch shell telling them to listen to the ocean inside of it. brings home a small collection every time and has a box full of (mostly pink) seashells in her room.

𝐂𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐙𝐀

☆ has so many swimsuits and outfits planned

☆ if yours gets dirty or messed up she drags you to her suitcase to choose from like ten different pairs and combinations you can mix and match.

☆ makes handmade jewelry from different trinkets and shells she finds, she goes hunting for potential charms with nana

©starhvney, 2024. please do not steal or repost my works as your own.

[sweetstrawberryys]

Please write hilarious, domestic, fluffy, spicy things with Soap. 🧼 Maybe first meeting?

"Coffee, Chaos & Chemistry"

Summary: You accidentally spill your latte on a very attractive, very flirty Scotsman who turns your morning mess into a night you won’t forget.

Rating: NSFW, strong language, flirtation, dual teasing, and lots of chemistry

Masterlist

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The coffee shop is packed. You're balancing your phone, your bag, and a fresh oat milk latte—probably the most expensive part of your day—when disaster strikes.

You turn around, and your drink collides squarely with a broad, solid chest. The cup explodes. Warm, foamy coffee splashes everywhere—across your shirt, your jacket, and him.

“Shit!” you yelp, stumbling back. “Oh my God—I’m so sorry!”

You’re already fumbling for napkins, but he just stands there, blinking like someone dunked him into a pool. Slowly, he tugs his now-wet black T-shirt away from his chest.

“Christ, that’s hot,” he mutters, accent unmistakably Scottish—and unfairly sexy.

You freeze, staring. He’s soaked, sure, but it’s hard to care when he looks like that. Short-cropped mohawk, a jawline that could cut steel, and arms that make your brain short-circuit.

“I didn’t see you—are you okay?” you say, trying not to sound like you’re ogling.

A grin tugs at his lips. “The coffee burned a bit. But the view’s not bad.”

“Are you seriously flirting with me?” you ask, laughing despite yourself.

“Could be worse,” he says with a wink. “Could’ve been iced coffee.”

You bite your lip, trying not to laugh. “I should buy you a new shirt.”

“Or a drink,” he offers casually. “But I’ll take your number instead.”

You raise an eyebrow. “You always this smooth after a latte to the chest?”

“Only when the lass is cute,” he says with a shameless grin.

You give him your number—because honestly, how could you not? He types it in, then looks at the name you tell him.

“Johnny,” he says. “But friends call me Soap.”

You don't plan on texting him. You especially don’t plan on ending up in his apartment that same night.

But one flirty conversation turns into drinks, then a challenge to a game of darts, then him walking you home. One thing leads to another—and suddenly you're pressed against his front door, his mouth hot on yours.

“Thought you said you were sorry,” he murmurs, lips brushing your neck.

“I am,” you whisper. “So sorry.”

“Liar,” he growls, and lifts you like it’s the easiest thing he’s done all day.

You gasp as he drops you gently onto his couch. His shirt is already gone—tossed somewhere on the floor—and he’s hovering over you with a look that’s part hunger, part worship.

“You’re so fuckin’ pretty,” he mutters, fingers sliding under your shirt. “I should thank you for spilling that coffee.”

“Consider this your thank-you gift,” you tease.

He groans, tugging your shirt off, then ducking down to kiss down your chest. His mouth is hot, his stubble scratching lightly as he sucks a nipple into his mouth, teasing it with his tongue while one hand slips under your waistband.

You moan, arching up into him.

“That’s it, sweetheart,” he whispers, fingers dipping lower. “Let me make up for the mess.”

He slides your panties down with a hum, settling between your thighs like he belongs there. His tongue flicks out, slow and deliberate, and your hips jerk at the contact.

“F-fuck, Johnny—”

“Say it again.”

He grins against your skin, then licks a stripe up your center before wrapping his lips around your clit. You’re already trembling, nails digging into the couch as he works you open with his tongue and fingers.

You come hard, gasping his name like a prayer.

But he’s not done.

He kisses up your body again, pressing his hips between yours—and the feel of him, hot and hard against you, makes your breath catch.

“Still sorry?” he asks, grinding against you.

“Only if you stop.”

He doesn’t. He slides in slow, stretching you with a hiss of pleasure that sends shivers down your spine.

You cling to him, moaning into his neck as he sets a deep, steady rhythm.

“Fuck, you feel good,” he groans. “So damn tight.”

Your nails rake down his back as he drives deeper, harder, until you're gasping with every thrust. His hand finds yours, fingers lacing, and even with the heat and the filth of it all, there’s something sweet in the way he kisses your forehead.

“I’ve got you, love,” he murmurs. “Let go for me.”

You do—shaking, breathless, clinging to him like gravity.

He follows with a grunt, burying himself deep and collapsing on top of you with a satisfied growl.

Later, tangled in his sheets and barely covered, he brushes your hair out of your face.

“You know,” he says, voice hoarse, “next time I want your number, I might just ask instead of takin’ a coffee to the chest.”

You laugh, pressing your lips to his. “Where’s the fun in that?”

A/N: This is my first request, hope I did a good job. If you want a sequel of the morning after, or maybe John asks you to date him, just let me know. 🦢✨️

[wdcbug]

summer nights.⠀⠀pepe marti.

01.⠀⠀masterlist.⠀⠀02.⠀⠀regulations.⠀⠀03.⠀⠀navigation.

wc. ⠀⠀700+⠀⠀genre.⠀⠀fluff.⠀⠀warnings.⠀⠀mutual pining, short kiss.

summary⠀⠀in which pepe apologizes a little too hard for dunking you under water.

ellis chats⠀⠀its been waaay too long , but i’m back with a tiny fic!!! this is for my lovelys @ferrarifudds and @pedriache enjoy <3 Mwah!!! apologizing for any typos in advanced. my Bad.

the beach was quieting, shadows stretching long over the sea as the sun slid toward the horizon of the waters of barcelona. a few families were packing up, kids dragging their brightly colored towels behind them, all while the sky painted itself in a hundred shades of fire.

but pepe didn’t notice it, he was too busy watching you.

you stood knee-deep in the water, arms stretched out like you could catch the waves in your fingers. your clothes were abandoned on the shore, leaving you a bikini that complimented your complexion a little too much for pepe’s liking. he couldn’t help but stare at you instead of where his eyes were supposed to be — on the water, the brightly colored sky, literally anywhere else. with a sigh escaping his lips, pepe stood up, finally giving in. you were like a siren luring him into the water, and he couldn’t help but join you.

discarding his shirt on the shore, pepe ran into the water, wincing as the slightly cold waves hit his tanned skin. pushing past the flowing water, he waded over to you, nearly laughing at how in awe you were of the beautiful scene of nature.

“you planning on staying out here til its dark? the suns almost down,” pepe questioned, a teasing tone in his voice as the ocean curled around his legs. he still couldn’t help but be in awe of you, his eyes restraining from wandering as he wadded in front of you.

you turned around, playfully rolling your eyes and splashing him with the flick of your hands. pepe grimaced, smudging the water off the lense of his sunglasses, yet his smile remained.

“maybe,” you hummed, “unless you’re afraid of sea monsters.” the words that fell passed your lips oozed with a teasing tone, only working to make pepe more enamored with your flashy attitude.

the spanish boy huffed, yet a laugh couldn’t help but fall past his lips, “sea monsters don’t scare me — i think you’re the scariest thing in this water.” the two of you had always joked around, danced around each other in a fit of laughs, one where you both pretended everything was normal. “oh?” your eyes sparkled, a laugh falling from your lip like a lullaby, “you wanna play those games? then lets play.”

and suddenly you were darting towards pepe, laughing, flicking more water into his face. he lunged after you with exaggerated slowness, making you shriek and splash away. the two of you danced around each other like kids — half-fighting, half-flirting, messing around like high school lovers.

then, without thinking, pepe swept a wave toward you — catching you by the waist before you could think and pulling you under the water with a quick and surprised gasp. it was instinct, a playful gesture that was too fast to stop. but as soon as you went under water, pepe’s heart jumped sideways.

you surfaced like it was nothing, a sputtering laugh falling from your lips and your hair plastering your forehead. “you jerk!” you coughed out, yet the teasing tone that was always there remained in your voice.

pepe’s stomach dropped as the cough escaped your throat. a fear that he had hurt you mustering in his stomach. “oh my god — are you ok? i wasn’t trying to dunk you, i just — it was supposed to be funny,” his words were too apologetic, too caring for something so small.

“pepe,” your voice was half-breathless, half-amused as you cracked a smile, yet pepe didn’t break. “what?” the boy was genuinely flustered, cheeks tinged red from either embarrassment or sunburn, “seriously, i’m sorry.”

you stepped closer, close enough that the water lapped between the two of you, warm from the day’s sun, yet cool from the sea. your eyes were on his, soft and unreadable. and then you kissed him. just a brush — quick and fierce.

pepe blinked — he didn’t know what to say — and before he could spit out any nonsense, you were already turning and running through the water towards the shore. your laughter echoed against the water, leaving pure bliss and happiness in its wake.

“hey!” pepe called out, nothing but confusion and a sense of giddiness filling his body. “catch me if you can!” you called out over your shoulder, a grin wide enough to hold the whole sky displayed on your face.

pepe stood stunned for a second, heart hammering, the ocean suddenly warmer and more alive. the kissed still buzzed on his lips. it wasn’t long, it wasn’t dramatic, but it was real.

he grinned live a lovesick fool, his smile ear to ear. then, with a deep breath, he started running after you.

© wdcbug do not plagiarize. all rights reserved ‘25.

[chososluvr111]

Aged Up!Neteyam x Fem!Omaticaya!Reader

Authors note; this is unfinished but it’s kinda too good to let go to waste, so enjoy🙏🙏

Synopsis: future Olo'eyktan Neteyam cops the prettiest girl in the clan as his pretty little fuck buddy, and he's completely whipped by her and wants to make her his, but she keeps turning him down. He refuses to let her doubts stop them from finding love in its truest form within one another.

Cw; Angst, Fluff, Neteyam completely in love, reader doubting her self worth, crying, VERY intense start(literally smut), friends(ish) with benefits, love confessions, flirting, L-bombs,

Wc; 6,129

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The wet squelches sounded in the small hut, along with the loud groans and moans shared between the two bodies. "Shit, baby–" Neteyam huffed out, gripping your soft hips almost bruisingly. "Damn, Yawntu–you're sucking me in–ah,fuck–s'like I was made to fuck you, baby~" His words followed with a whimper. There was so much heat between the two of you, and the man swore to himself that he could see fogs of his own breath.

Below him, you mewled softly at his sounds. Greet Mother, was he a talkative one, but you loved it. Yearned for it, even. Your thin arms helplessly wrapped around his neck, pulling him down toward you to bask in his warmth and allow his sweat slicked skin to bring you back down to Pandora.

Neteyam scrunched the mat beside your head in his fist, using his free hand to pull one of your plush thighs tighter around his waist as he quickened his pace even more. "Oh, fuck– you are so good to me Yawne, so g-ood." His voice cracked on the last word and a low growl left his lips soon after. He looked down at your smaller frame below him, his eyes heavily lidded and his mouth slightly agape.

Eywa, you were beautiful. The Great Mother had blessed him so much, and he couldn't be more greatful. The hand he had on your thigh loosened quickly, bringing itself up to sweep back the stray hairs that stuck to your perfect little face. A whimper left your throat at the action and you cracked your large eyes open, staring back at the man with your pupils ever so slightly dilated.

"Teyam.." You almost whispered, beginning to gnaw on your lower lip. "Yes, pretty girl? What is it sweetheart?" He huffed out, gazing at you lovingly. He didn't even need an answer when he felt you begin to squeeze and flutter around his cock. "M'gonna cum— I-I'm cumming—" Your pitch went up a few octaves and your eyes squeezed shut. You tightened your thighs around his waist as they begun to shake violently and dropped your head harshly, the pain of the compact not even registering due to the immense pleasure that shook through your entire body.

A strangled groan forced itself from Neteyam's throat as he too was thrown into bliss due to you, sending a few hard thrusts before pulling out and spraying his slightly blue tinted sperm on your pretty little stomach. Once he was sure he was spent, he slipped his still hardened cock back into your heat and stayed there. He leaned down and peppered feathery light kisses around your soft face, neck, jaw, ears and shoulders, whispering sweet nothings to you every so often between kisses.

After a while of this, he finally pulled out with a soft kiss to your dampened forehead to quiet the light whimper you let out at the lack of warmth. He backed off of you with a grunt and leaned over to the side where a small bowl sat filled with what was originally hot water, now turned the perfectly warm temperature due to your long session. He picked up the soft cloth that was placed neatly folded next to the bowl and dunked it into the water, turning his attention back to the beautiful woman in front of him.

He smiled softly when he registered your exhausted face, lips slightly glossed over and parted, eyes shut and the skin of your brows slightly crinkled. He brought the dampened cloth up and ever so gently wiped away his semen before dragging it down between your toned thighs and delicately wiping away the slick, making sure to be soft as ever when he reached your swollen cunt.

Once finished, he put the now dirty rag back into the bowl and moved to lay beside you, gently pulling your body to rest against his chest instead of on the mat below the two of you.You hummed softly when you felt his warmth, curling into his side and nuzzling your face into his neck. He pushed down the needy mewl that threatened to escape his throat and wrapped his tail protectively around your hip, his ears flickering every so often as the bushy end of his tail tapped softly against your side, obviously showing his excitement and joy in your position.

The two of you stayed like that for a few moments, simply basking in each other's company before the inevitable came. Neteyam's heart skipped a beat when you began to speak, the hand he had placed under you paused its lazy circling on your back. "Teyam," the word was soft and gentle, your angelic tone making his heart do somersaults in his chest before it clenched painfully at the fact that he knew what you was going to say next.

"Yes, my light?" He hummed almost hesitantly in a whisper, afraid that if he spoke to loud, the moment would end. "Tarsem is expecting me. I am to join him on a hunt in a few moments." You deeply inhaled his scent before gently kissing where his shoulder met his neck. "Can you not skip it, Yawntu? Just want you all to myself a bit longer." His ears fell when you sat up, a frown making its way onto his face. Jealously filled every crevice of his being, rolling off of his aura in thick waves.

He quickly sat up after you, wrapping his arms around your waist and pressing his forehead against your shoulder blade. "You know I want to, but he is my teacher, I can not flake out on him with nothing short of a notice." You turned your body to face him again, leaning forward to push one of his long braids behind his drooping ears.

He couldn't help the enlargement of his pupils as he gazed so lovingly at your pretty face, taking your free hand into his much larger one to gently smooth over your knuckles.

It took everything in you not to visibly flinch and tear away from the man and run away from that dreaded look. That look that you were so not used to seeing.

Lust filled gazes, envy filled gazes, you was used to those. That was all you ever seen.

But you didn't know if you could ever get used to the way he looked at you. With such compassion, such pride and devotion, such love. "Will you help me put this on?" You finally spoke, focusing your gaze on the necklace that was neatly placed to the side. Neteyam was always so gentle when it came to you, and that still applied when it came to removing your clothing. His fingers always so gentle to not tear anything and ruin your pretty jewelry or even prettier loincloths.

"Of course, ma'yawne. Anything you want." He spoke gently, already reaching for the jewelry. You huffed out of your nose, taking his free hand into yours and pulling the both of you up. He watched carefully when you crouched back down to grab what he guessed was your neck accessory before standing back up to your full height. You turned your back to him, reaching your slim hand behind you to sweep your long braids to one side of your head, silently allowing the warrior permission to put on the necklace.

He worked quick to secure the pretty woven material around your neck, trying to replicate that perfect little bow that you always seemed to do with them. He silently cheered himself on in his head when he did it, leaning in and pressing a gentle kiss to your shoulder to signalize he was done.

"This as well, please?" You almost whispered out when you registered his long fingers leaving your neck. His eyes trailed down your slim figure and stopped at the base of your tail, which swayed ever so softly, your bushy tip tapping his ankle every so often. Your hands were holding the strings of your loincloth to your sides, pinning them in place. You could tie it yourself, hell, you've been doing it all your life, but you guiltily didn't want the feeling of his burning touch leaving your soft skin yet.

Neteyam hummed in response, a grin settling on his face, sharp canines on display, as he reached his fingers down to grasp the strings you were holding. He paused for a moment, trying to remember how you had it tied this time around. It would've taken longer to remember if it weren't for the fact that he shamelessly always had his eyes on your tail anytime he seen your pretty backside and it was easy enough to replicate the style.

He let his fingers run down the base of your tail for a moment, just to make your spine tingle a bit before hie dropped his hands to his side. You let out a soft chuckle, turning to face him with a crank of your neck, the close proximity forcing you to look up higher than usual. You trailed your soft hands up his toned chest, eliciting a low groan from him when you hooked your thin finger into his choker, pulling him toward you in an almost rough manner.

He raised his brow, almost daring you to continue. But of course, you didn't. Instead, placing a quick peck onto his nose. "I will see you at dinner, yes?" There goes that angelic voice again, like the prettiest song he had ever been blessed enough to hear. "Mm, must I go the rest of daylight without seeing you? You wound me, Yawntutsyìp." You giggled a bit at his teasing, your deep dimples displayed like prizes when you smiled so genuinely.

"Yes, you must. Save me a seat next to you." Referring to dinner, you placed a lingering kiss to his cheekbone before finally forcing your hands off of his warm body and beginning to exit the large tent.

"I always do." He muttered out after you left. He wasn't lying, he always left a space for you during dinner but you had never actually sat there, always telling Neteyam you would feel out of place. Then his eyes widened when he fully registered your words. Were you finally going to sit next to him? Meet his family and make it known to everyone that you were truly his?

Neteyam felt his chest flutter for a good few seconds before it tightened, disappointment now filling every inch of his strong, toned body. The grin on his face slowly fell, along with his ears, and his tail drooped lamely to the floor.

In the moment, everything was great. It was so easy to convince himself that you two were mates, fooling himself for what felt like a lifetime until you undoubtedly left and it would sink in. You weren't his, and he wasn't yours. Oh, how envious he was of his naive self just moments ago, when all the distress and confusion and anger would leave his body when he got to spend time with you.

He had built a home within your presence and couldn't will himself to ever leave.

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He had to remind himself at least a hundred times a day that you weren't his, but he couldn't help the jealousy. He didn't like to share.

When dinner time finally approached, his mood changed drastically and everyone took note to it, though never mentioning it, of course. He was so happy, helping his parents place down all the food and setting up the fire, organizing the many platters so everyone was able to get one fit for them.

When he sat down next to his youngest sister, his family members took note to the obvious empty spot next to him that he always kept there. They wouldn't have otherwise noticed if it weren't for the fact that he seemed to almost growl at anyone who dared to take a seat there, even his own friends.

They were completely awestruck and surprised when you walked over, wordlessly taking a seat next to the eldest son of the Olo'eyktan and sending him a sweet smile. They all watched as the boy stared blatantly at you as though you had personally hung up each individual star in the sky. His pupils were slightly blown and his ears were firmly pressed to the sides of his head, that awestruck expression permanently displayed on his face.

He'd introduce you to his family, finally, with a giddy tone, bragging about your many titles and claiming you as his bestest friend.

Lo'ak knew this wasn't the case, though.

Ever since the first time you two had fucked, Neteyam made a mental note to himself that he would brag about it to Lo'ak, without saying your name of course. He'd also made a mental note that he wanted to introduce you to his family immediately, allowing you into the depths of his life and silently seeking approval from you and his family so he knew he could carry on with his nonexistent and unofficial plan of courting you.

His family was exceptionally nice, admittedly a bit weirded out by Neteyam's behavior but chalking it up to nothing and being overall very kind and accepting of you. It went unnoticed to them, or at least Neteyam thought so, seeing as no one commented on it– not even Tuk who always pointed out the obvious,—how his tail wrapped around your waist and how he pulled the two of you closer together.

He was borderline purring every time he spoke to anyone, though his eyes always glanced at you. He offered you his platter which was filled with many fruits, vegetables and meats to your liking. You were more than sure he did it on purpose, but you accepted his gestures, making a point to feed him some of the food every so often so the fool didn't starve.

His parents quickly caught onto this behavior and made silent mental notes to one another to speak to their son about the very public display of courtship when he hadn't even consulted them yet. They wouldn't say anything yet though, to spare the both of you the embarrassment.

The dinner had passed too quickly for Neteyam's liking and before he could ask to walk you to your tent, his parents were dragging him away, claiming they needed to discuss some Olo'eyktan business or whatever poor excuse Jake came up with.

His parents were quick to scold him for his such public displays of affection for a woman they had never truly even met up until then. He was quick to calm them down though, assuring them that you were in fact worth it and telling them he planned on courting you. After a short discussion and mulling it over, Neytiri and her husband somewhat accepted of this, they would never tell their children who they could and couldn't love, but they needed some more time to approve of this girl and discuss Tsahik training as soon as possible.

Neteyam was ecstatic to have gotten the approval that he yearned for from his parents; the two most important people in his life. Their opinions of you mattered more than anything. He was quick to thank his parents before bidding them farewell and making his way over to your tent.

With a large grin on his face, he pulled the privacy flap back and entered, eyes scanning the area before finally falling onto you who was busy weaving what looked to be another piece of jewelry. Neteyam swooned, you were so talented at so many different things. How could you not see it?

"Hello, my light." He cooed softly, watching as your tail flickered happily at the sound of his voice. You peered over your shoulder, smiling sweetly at the sight of your dearest friend.

"Hi, 'Teyam," Your soft, angelic voice spoke so soothingly. Neteyam was scared he would melt into a literal puddle on your floor. He pushed down the purr that itched to escape from the confines of his throat and instead slowly begun walking toward where you were seated on the ground.

"Back for seconds already?" You teased. Neteyam laughed, taking a seat directly in front of you. He pondered for a moment. "Not originally, but if you're offering..." He joked back. Well, half joked. You giggled lightly, an airy sound, so heavenly to Neteyam's ears.

"I apologize for not walking you home tonight, my parents weren't very happy with me." He sighed, gazing longingly at you. You gave a soft shrug, focusing your attention back onto the neck piece you were weaving and avoiding Neteyam's intense gaze that you could practically feel.

"It is alright, there is always tomorrow." The both of you fell into a calm silence, save for the light crackling of the small fire in the room that provided you with a light source.

You weren't an idiot, you had a small hunch at what Neteyam was coming here to talk to you about after the way he acted tonight–you of course being no help and enabling the behavior– ,but you were scared of your suspicions truly being true. You bit your lip as you waited inevitably for what was to come, the conversation that you were dreading most since the start of you and the future leader's interesting friendship.

"Baby?" The English nickname had your heart stuttering in your chest. You hadn't originally known what it meant, but after asking Neteyam one night you learned it was a term of endearment. Something his father called his mother when he was much younger.

A term lovers used with one another.

It felt as though the room had shrunk smaller. You swallowed, still focusing on your task at hand. "Yes,'Teyam?" Your heart beat erratically in your chest. "We need to talk." His words were light, airy. If it were any other person in any other moment, you wouldn't be half as scared as you were now.

"We are talking." You forced a light laugh. Neteyam didn't respond for a few seconds, instead placing his large hand over yours to pause your actions. You did, swallowing dryly and ears lowering themselves until they were pinned to the side do your head.

"Can you look at me, please?" No, you wanted to tell him. Because you were scared of what you would see. What you knew would be waiting for you. That look, the one you had only recently had the displeasure of seeing thanks to the warrior in front of you. That look of intense love that you never even knew was capable for one to hold solely in a gaze, an expression.

Or maybe he had stared at you like that forever, since he had first laid eyes on you when you both were sixteen. And you only noticed recently how his pupils were always blown, how his cheeks were always tinted in color, how his golden eyes seemed to shine even brighter than usual when he was looking at you only.

"Okay." The word left you before you could stop it. You quietly held your breath as you prepared to look up. Your eyes slowly left your nimble fingers and raised, taking in every detail of Neteyam before finally stopping at his large eyes. You forced yourself not to look away and allowed a soft grin to play at your lips as you timidly stared at the man you had claimed as your friend.

Neteyam let out a soft sigh of content when you eyes reached his, and he couldn't help the way his pupils expanded upon finally being blessed with the sight of you focused solely on him. "You are magnificent, beauty in its truest form." His words were spoken softly before he could even stop himself. Your mask cracked and you smiled genuinely at him, your gaze lowering bashfully for a split second.

"You are so corny." you huffed a laugh, rolling your eyes to disregard the way your tail nearly smacked the back of your head in delight. Neteyam grinned widely, canines on full display and eyes just barely crinkled due to the largeness of it as he chuckled. He removed your hands from the jewelry you were still holding and interlocked his hands with yours, squeezing your palms in his.

"You have that affect on me." He spoke with a joking tone but the both of you knew truer words had never been spoken. You gave his hands a squeeze and laughed softly to ward off any tension that threatened to fall upon your shoulders.

"What is it that you wanted to talk about?" You finally said, taking note of the way Neteyam's smile faltered for a quick second. That was all the confirmation that you needed to know what he would say next would be the last cut to sever the thin line between lovers and whatever the two of you were.

He stared at you for a few moments, still smiling softly but you could see the turmoil hidden in his gaze, the slight giveaway of his thoughts within the way the skin between what would be his brows was slightly creased. He opened his mouth to speak, but nothing came out. He paused, his tongue darting out to lick his bottom lip and his gaze lowering to your interlocked hands.

He had known you for years, and he was there for you when others weren't. When you experienced heartbreak, when you experienced joy, when you were hurt, when you were singing, when you were laughing. He was there for it all. You just never knew.

You never took notice to the ways his gaze always lingered when you were kids, never took notice to the way Lo'ak or Kiri had always asked you if you were interested in any of the male friends you had– courtesy of Neteyam forcing them to,

never took notice to the way he only ever left trinkets and gifts that you loved to make jewelry out of in your tent with small notes telling you how he hoped you'd enjoy those gifts without revealing his identity,

never took notice to the way he always hovered around protectively to make sure you never got hurt.

You never took notice of him until he finally got the courage to speak to you, years later.

"My light, I must ask that you promise me something." He finally spoke. "Of course, Nete." He smiled at your quick response. "Promise me, you will wait until I finish speaking that you will say something." You smiled teasingly at his words. "I suppose I can." You responded with a small tilt of your head, giving a reassuring squeeze to his large hands. Neteyam let out a soft sigh through his nose, eyes dancing between each of your own, finding it hard to focus on just one or both at the same time.

He ran his thumbs over your knuckles, bringing your hands up to press gentle, lingering kisses upon the backs of them. Your heart fluttered in your chest and your gaze softened unintentionally at him, giving him your undivided attention.

"I thought after all these years, I would have had the courage to tell you long ago, but it seems time is running from us and we are getting older. Eventually I will lose my chance and I don't know what I'd do if I was never able to tell you." He begun to speak. You smiled nervously at his words, still weary of the inevitable that you knew wasn't far out of reach. But you listened intently, hoping whatever he'd conclude to say would bring you to give him the right answers.

"These years I've known you seem to have gone by so fast and I cannot say I am not saddened by it. Every moment I spend with you seems too short, and as the days go by, that time seems to grow even shorter. You are everything to me, the sun, the moon, the stars. You are the light of my life." He spoke so delicately.

You were a bit confused at what he meant by 'these years'. You had only just officially met him a year and a few months ago, when the two of you first slept together and begun your secret rendezvouses. But you decided you would get your answers later, keeping your promise of only speaking when he had finished.

"The reason I get up every morning, what I see every time I close my eyes. It's all you. Ma'Tìyawn, you do not understand the effect you have on me. The pain you bring me when you are not near is unbearable, incomparable to anything I've even felt. But it is all worth it for just a glimpse of your smile when I see you or to have your body pressed against mine. I've known since I first laid eyes on you that I was in love with you. You truly do not understand the power you have over me, over my heart, my soul, my body."

Your throat felt like it was closing up and your eyes widened at his confession. You released his hands from yours and gasped, using one of your hands to hide your ajar mouth. "Oh, Neteyam," you whispered out before swallowing dryly.

He only smiled lovingly at you.

"I accepted it, after a while. That you would never love me the way I love you. That our flirting was just that, friendly banter between two strangers. So I convinced myself that my feelings for you were gone, and you were just another clan member. And then we sleep together for the first time and it all came rushing back tenfold. That night, when I went to you tent to talk about what we had done the night before, I was finally going to admit to you my feelings that I had bottled up for years, and you told me you didn't regret it, so I really thought I'd had a chance," He paused,smile finally falling into a frown as he looked down at his now lonely hands, balling them into first.

"And then you told me you hoped it didn't interfere with our lives, and you just needed that relief. So we didn't stop after that. And I convinced myself again that I was fine with this. I had you in a way no one else has, and that was enough. But it's not enough. It's never been enough. I don't want to only touch you in the safe confines of our homes, I don't want to have to sneak around so no one catches onto what we do, I don't want to listen to the way other men talk about you as though you are a piece of meat and have to pretend to not care."

You bit your lips as tears filled your eyes and begun to fall, the pain you felt clenching your heart was unbearable.

Neteyam softened, reaching his hands up to wipe away your tears, scooting closer until your knees were practically touching. He frowned, the sight of your tears making his heart clench. "Do not waste your tears on me, my light." He mumbled out with a teasing smile, but it didn't help your tears. You couldn't lie to yourself, you knew this was a bad idea the first time it happened and you knew you should've stopped then. Especially given you had took the virginity of the Olo'eyktan's son, as he did yours.

Premarital sex was not only frowned upon, but with the future leader no less would definitely leave you without a mate for the rest of your life if anyone knew. You knew you were attractive physically, and that always seemed to stop people from ever actually getting to know you and only to thirst after you. You were sure Neteyam would be no different, but after giving yourself to him, for the first time in your life, you felt relief. Relief of the stress that came with being a warrior in training, relief of the stress that came with war, relief of the stress that came with the realization that no one wanted you for you, but for your body.

So you didn't want to stop. You ached for the few minutes of bliss where you could just forget, and within a year following the both of you and your continuing actions, the few minutes turned into at least an hour of the two of you just basking in the heat of one another.

You forced yourself to never question and never register that Neteyam was falling in love with you, but it was getting harder to ignore, and you found yourself indulging in the attention you never thought you'd get from another person other than for your physical appearance. Outside of sex, you didn't really know Neteyam, and you didn't want to. Because he wanted to know you, and for that you were scared. Scared that even after he met the real you, he wouldn't want anything to do with you other than sex.

"Neteyam, you..." You placed your hand onto top of his that were still gently holding your face and wiping away your tears. "You don't– you can't love me." You shook your head. His smile never faltered, still staring at you with those blown pupils and bright honey-glazed eyes. "Why not?" He asked in curiosity. You huffed, sniffling and lip quivering as you tried to ignore that ache in your heart that seemed to grow with every passing moment.

"Because you don't even know me– we've never even- never even spent time together, just the two of us, outside of sex." Your voice cracked on the last word, skin of your brows pushing together and gaze falling to stare at Neteyam's chest instead of his face.

Neteyam bit the inside of his cheek to stop whatever negative expression that itched to show at your words. That was true, he had to admit. You two never socialized outside of what you did in one another's home. But that was because you were always making excuses.

"That doesn't mean I don't know you, Yawne." He spoke gently, thumbs now caressing your cheekbones since your tears stopped falling. "I know that your favorite thing to do in your spare time is make jewelry to gift to your loved ones. I know your favorite food are Lionberry seeds. I know that your favorite animal are the Pa'li."

You scoffed. "Those are all basic things I have mentioned to everyone." You shook your head.

"I know you like to hum your mothers old lullaby when you're gathering. I know you poke your tongue out of the side of you mouth when your deep in thought. I know you incorporate specific colored beads into your hair that represents the color of your fathers old cummerbund that you have pinned up on the wall. I know you like to sing and dance with the young children because you feel like they are the only ones who truly see you for who you are." His voice grew quieter with every confession.

Your eyes are widened now, but you still don't think it's enough. You look off to the side, not even wanting to look at the warrior anymore.

"I know you pick at the skin of your arms when you talk to people because your anxious of their intentions. I know it took you years to decide you wanted to train to become a warrior because it helps you feel closer to your parents. I know you. I See You. I love you." He finished by gently pressing a kiss to your nose.

A sob fell past your lips and you quickly scooted away from him, the warmth of his body no longer bringing you the solace you itched for.

You wanted to believe him, and maybe a part of you did– but you buried that part into the depths of your soul, refusing to let it resurface and give you hope of something you would've never thought you could receive. Because hope was for losers, and you were tired of losing.

"No, we– this is purely physical. That's all it is. All it is supposed to be." You argued, your head shaking as you wiped away a new wave of tears dribbling down your soft cheeks.

"But it doesn't have to be. I-I..You can try to convince yourself all you want, but we both know my feelings are not one-sided." The skin of Neteyam's brows furrowed together, his voice still soft to not rile you up. You slumped, letting your head fall into your hands as your thoughts ran a mile a minute. Your head was starting to hurt and you were already tired from this conversation.

"What would even come from this?" Your voice spoke out before you could stop it, your face still buried in your hands.

"What?"

You gathered what thoughts you could and raised your head to stare at the man before you. You took in his slightly confused expression and decided to continue on. "If we were to become lovers, what would that entail?" Neteyam frowned, blinking at you, but his cheeks grew in color at the simple thought of being lovers.

"You are to be the leader of this clan, given a few years, 'Teyam. W-would I have to train to become the next Tsahik? Would your parents even approve of their noble son mating with an impure woman who hasn't even made a name for herself?"

"I'm not made for that kind of life— I wouldn't be able to handle the pressure!" You finished with another sob. Neteyam could feel his heart clench in his chest.

"Then I'll give up being the future leader if it means I wouldn't be able to spend my life with you. Tarsem could take my place instead." Your eyes widened at the statement.

"Neteyam, no! You can't give up your entire future just for me—" Neteyam scoffed.

"Baby, I'd cut off my head if you asked me to. A silly title is nothing compared to a lifetime with you." He finished with that gorgeous grin of his. You could feel you cheeks heat up at his statement. He was willing to give up his entire future for you. But why? You weren't anything special, just another woman in the clan. You were an exceptional warrior, but nothing outstanding. Nothing that was worthy enough to have the heart of the greatest warrior in the clan. The greatest man in the clan.

But looking up and meeting that gaze, you knew you wouldn't be able to convince him otherwise. It would be pointless to try. And yet you couldn't help it.

"You... You deserve so much more than me, Neteyam. You deserve someone who could give you the whole world—"

"You are the whole world. You're my entire universe, Ma'Tìyawn. Your eyes, they shine so bright when you are happy, like two large stars. And your smile, so blinding, like the sun. Your joy puts the Sky's to shame. The constellations are meaningless compared to you."

Your mind was empty. You didn't know what else you could say to show him it would never work out, so you just said the first thing that popped up in your head.

"I'm not in love with you." And the whole world seemed to stop. Neteyam's expression faltered and slowly fell. You were holding your breath. Had this finally got him? Was this the end of this excruciating conversation?

And yet, your heart felt even heavier than before.

"You're lying."

"What?"

"You're lying to me." His eyes narrowed.

—————

Not this unfinished ending feeling like a cliffhanger… maybe if this does well I’ll try and make a part two🤗

[fanfics4all]

Stolen Fries

Request: Yes / No HIII!! Okay so I have a Sweet Pea x fem!serpent!reader where they’re at pops with Toni and Fangs and she keeps stealing Sweet Peas fry’s and just having a fun time  when Josie comes over trying to flirt with him and reader gets all jealous and he keeps drushing her off and once she leaves Toni and fangs notice how jealous reader is and teas her 🙃 (sorry if some of my spelling is off) @yrfavel

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Sweet Pea x Fem!Serpent!Reader 

Word count: 757

Warnings: Jealousy 

Y/N: Your Name 

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The neon glow of Pop’s Chock’lit Shoppe cast a warm light over the booth where we sat, laughter mixing with the distant hum of the jukebox. Sweet Pea was sitting beside me, tearing into his burger while Toni and Fangs argued about which milkshake flavor was superior. 

“You’re insane if you think strawberry isn’t the best.” Fangs scoffed, dunking a fry into his shake. “It’s classic.” 

Toni rolled her eyes. “Chocolate is the only correct answer.” 

I smirked, casually reaching to swipe one of Sweet Pea’s fires. He shot me a glare. 

“Babe, really?” 

I popped it in my mouth and shrugged. “You should know better than to leave food unguarded around me.” 

Fangs chuckled. “She’s got a point, man.” 

Sweets huffed but didn’t stop me when I took another. He just shook his head, amused, before taking a sip of his soda. The easy, lighthearted vibe in our booth was perfect… until Josie McCoy sauntered over. 

“Hey, Sweet Pea.” She leaned against the booth, her voice smooth as honey, a flirtatious smile playing on her lips. 

“It’s been a while.” 

My back stiffened, and I immediately stopped mid-fry-theft, eyes narrowing. 

Pea barely glanced at her. “Yeah, guess it has.” His tone was dismissive, uninterested.

Josie either didn’t notice or didn’t care. She twirled a strand of hair around her finger. 

“You know, I was thinking about the old days. Maybe we should-” 

“Nope.” Sweet Pea cut her off bluntly, taking a bite of his burger. 

Toni stifled a light, while Fangs just raised an eyebrow at me like you gonna let her keep talking? But Josie didn’t take the hint. Instead, she placed a hand on the table- too close to Sweet Pea for my liking- and smiled sweetly. 

“Come on, you don’t miss me even a little?” 

My hand tightened into a fist under the table. 

Sweet Pea sighed, clearly annoyed now. “Josie, I’m here with my girlfriend.” He said, emphasizing the word. His arm casually slid around my waist, pulling me closer. 

“So, whatever you think this is? It’s not happening.” 

I smirked at her, resting my head on his shoulder just to make my point. “Yeah, babe.” I drawled, enjoying the way Josie’s smile faltered. 

“You were saying?” 

Josie huffed, flipping her hair dramatically before finally walking away. 

Toni chuckled. “That was the most satisfying thing I’ve seen all week.” 

Fangs snorted. “Man, she really thought she had a chance.” 

I turned to Sweets, pouting playfully. “I still don’t like that she tried.” 

He rolled his eyes, pressing a kiss to my temple. “Babe, you could steal all my fries, my jacket, my bike, and I’d still only want you.” 

My pout immediately vanished, replaced by a smug grin. “Damn right.” 

Toni and Fangs groaned in unison. “Get a room.” 

Toni smirked over the rim of her milkshake. “Damn, Y/N, I’ve never seen someone’s eyes actually shoot daggers before. You looked like you were about to launch yourself across the table at Josie.” 

Fangs snorted. “For real, I thought you were gonna go full Serpent on her.” 

I rolled my eyes, leaning further into Pea’s side. “She was literally throwing herself at my boyfriend. What was I supposed to do? Just sit here and let it happen?” 

Toni leaned on her elbow, smirking. “Well, you could’ve ignored it, but nah, instead, you went straight for the territorial ‘he’s mine’ move.” 

Fangs grinned. “Yeah, you practically marked your territory like a-” 

I threw a fry at him before he could finish that sentence. “Don’t you dare say it.” 

Sweets chuckled beside me, completely unbothered. “I mean, it was kinda hot.” 

Toni gasped dramatically, slapping the table. “Oh my God! You like it when she gets jealous!” 

Fangs burst out laughing. “Dude, he totally does! That’s why he didn’t shut it down immediately!” 

Pea just shrugged, a smug smirk on his face. “What can I say? My girl’s hot when she’s ready to fight someone for me.” 

I groaned, covering my face. “You guys are the worst.” 

Toni nudged me with her foot under the table. “Nah, babe, you just make it too easy.” 

Fangs grinned. “But for real, you don’t gotta worry about Josie. Pea’s whipped. We all see it.” 

Sweet Pea rolled his eyes but didn’t deny it. Instead, he leaned down and pressed a slow kiss to my cheek. “Only one girl I care about.” 

I crossed my arms, pretending to consider. “Even if I keep stealing your fries?” 

“Even then.” 

Toni and Fangs groaned again. “Okay, seriously, get a room.” 

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[rottenpumpkin13]

Idk if you have done this before, but what type of drunk are the boys? Lazard, Tseng, Angeal, Genesis, Zack, Sephiroth, Kunsel, Reno, Lazard or whoever you are willing to grace us with? (Aka, who is the functional alcoholic, lovey drunk, willing to fight with anyone/thing drunk, sleepy drunk, touchy drunk, existential crisis core drunk, the drunk that holds conversations with walls, etc)

Drunk Sephiroth: Has absolutely no filter when drunk. He will info-dump. He will overshare about classified missions and SOLDIER info. He will state his opinions on things no one asked him about. He will corner strangers to talk about the ethics of artificial materia production. He will let "fuck Shinra" slip more than once. If they take their eyes off drunk Sephiroth for 2 seconds he's either a) in a state of sleep not even a meteor could rouse him from, or b) telling the nearest stranger all about how he first learned to swim and hold his breath for extended periods of time when Hojo dunked him in a mako tank when he was five.

Drunk Zack: Has a lot of love to give. Will befriend literally everyone and everything including inanimate objects. Has lengthy conversations with the wall because "oh so just because its inanimate it doesnt deserve attention?" Tries to pet every stray animal he sees while sobbing about how hard their lives must be. "Look at this kitty! It has no home! Angeal, it has no home! Can we keep it?" (it's Sephiroth). Forms deep emotional bonds with random objects, cradling a bottle like it's a newborn like "This is my best friend now." Drunk-dials Angeal every 10 minutes to tell him he's the best mentor ever and cries when Angeal answers like "I KNEW YOU'D PICK UP, YOU ALWAYS PICK UP!" Looks at Cloud and bursts into tears because "He's so small. I'll protect him forever!"

Drunk Angeal: Compulsive cleaner when drunk, to the point of absurdity. Aggressively wiping down counters at the bar with "I can't believe people live like this." Starts rearranging furniture at the bar, claiming it has "terrible feng shui." If Zack's got anything on his face, Angeal will grab a napkin and scrub like he's buffing a rusty sword. He has no boundaries either. Strangers get dusted off, tables get realigned, and if anyone tries to stop him, he responds with "Oh, I'm sorry. Am I ruining your trash heap aesthetic? Please, let me leave this spilled drink so the rats can move in." Ends the night cleaning the bar's industrial fryer while the staff begs him to stop.

Drunk Genesis: Becomes a text book theater kid with complete disregard for his surroundings. Any elevated surface is a stage, whether it's a table, a car, or Angeal during a piggy-back ride back to HQ. Uses materia and fire to "heighten the dramatic tension" during monologues, setting off every sprinkler system within a three-block radius.

Drunk Lazard: The composed Director transforms into everyone's wine aunt. Makes inappropriately accurate observations about everyone's personal lives while swirling his glass.

Drunk Tseng: The only indication they have that he's inebriated is that he'll approve absolutely anything put in front of him with a completely straight face. Has signed off on vacation requests for people who don't even work at Shinra. Weapons budgets for departments that don't exist? Signed. Reno wants to purchase a horse on a company card? Stamped and approved.

Drunk Reno: A hazard to both himself and everyone around him. He's the guy leaning heavily on whoever is closest, slurring compliments and flirting (unsuccessfully). Trips over flat surfaces but plays it off like it was intentional. Gets way too into darts and nearly takes out Rude's left eye.

Drunk Kunsel: Is never actually drunk around other people. Instead, he pretends to be drunk, slurring his words and stumbling just enough to sell the act, all to finesse gossip and classified intel out of everyone while they're too wasted to notice.

[faghubby]

Hot tub

"Sure join us" Kathy said with a smile. What? We where naked in the hotel hot tub. And she just invited some guy to join us. He stepped up and noticed we were naked.

"Well if that's the rule" he said casually removing his trunks. My eyes almost popped out of my head as he exposed his cock dangling between his legs. Kathy reaches down and squeezed my dick as she made small talk with Roger. She was flirting with him. She stood up to reach for something whennshe sat back down she was sitting next to him,

"Baby did you see how big Roger's cock is" she asked me.

"No" I stuttered as she was obviously stroking it below the water.

"Paul's is really small. But he has a marvelous tounge" she told Roger.

"Stand up and show him baby. He loves when I tease him about it" Kathy continued.

"Show him, I bet it's hard thinking about me stroking Roger's over here" she smiled I stood and sure enough my 4 inches was throbbing. Roger slid up to the edge of the hot tub. It was even bigger must be 8, or 9 inches. Kathy smiled and started to suck his cock. I wanted her I slid over hoping to fuck her from behind.

"No baby eat my ass. I know you love to eat my ass" she told me. I sunk down and ate her ass as she sucked thus man's massive cock. After a few minutes I tried to fuck her again.

"Stol playing come here help me" Kathy said. Was she crazy I wasn't going to suck this man's cock. She reached back and grabbed my dick and pulled me to her.

"Go ahead there is plenty fir both of us. You suck cum time you got it from the source. She shoved his cock in my mouth. As she stroked me. I started to suck his cock she told me what to do. I focused on pleasing him Kathy suckingnhin as well I hadn't even noticed that she had stopped touching me altogether. I felt Roger big hand on my head pushing me down ever so slightly I tried to take more.

"It's his first cock, but I have known for a while he wanted one" Kathy told Roger. Roger grunted and held my head as he came. I gagged and spit cum goingeverywhere. Even coming out my nose. I dunked under the water to rinse it all off.

"Paul I want you to go back to the room. Roger is going to fuck me right here in front of everyone except you" I wanted to cry but stood up. "And now that we know you are a little fag. Why don't you wear my bikini bottoms. She handed me the little pink bottoms and watched as I put them on. She didn't even let me take a towel as I snuck back to our room hoping no one would see. I sat in her bikini waiting for over an hour before she came back wearing my swim shorts. She smiled taking them off.

"Got you a treat" she told me. As she pushed me back and fed me Roger's load. We had only done this once with her old boyfriend from college. About a year ago. And now suddenly she was all moss kinky. I ate his cum without complaining. I did like it. I loved when she took charge. It often fantasized about that night with her ex.

"I bought a new toy I was hoping you use on me" Kathy moaned. Wi offended used toys on her. "But maybe you like it if I used it on you" Kathy said as I made her cum. She rolled over and laid next to me.

"Roger completely satisfied me" she told me. "You look so cute in my bikini" she said then got up and grabbed the top.

"Let's go try it on" shs told me, then rummaged thru her overnight bag pulling out a blue velvet bag. Inside was a big thick black dildo attached to a harness. "I know it's kinda big for your first time"

"Baby, I didn't think" I told her

"That's okay we can just go to sleep" she assured me. I was still throbbing inner bikini bottoms.

"What if we tried one of the smaller ones" I suggested she smiled and jumped out of bed, she came back with two and lube.

"Role over" Kathy said giggling. She pulled her bikini bottoms down exposing my ass only she applied lube and worked in her fingers.

"Like that?" She asked I just nodded. She worked the in and out.

"Roger laid me down and fucked me while he played with my tits. She said re,oving her fingers she worked the toy in. It was alot bigger then her fingers. I felt pressure then pain as my ass gave way and let the invader in.

"Shh relax wait. Roger had my feet on his shoulders and piunded me. Don't you wish you where big enough man enough to fuck me like that." Kathy was working the toy slowly in and out.

"After seeing you drown trying to swallow Roger's seed maybe this is how we should have sex from now on" Kathy was now using long strokes slowly fucking me. I didn't even realize I was moaning. She pushed the second toy in my mouth to quiet me. I sucked the toy as she fucked my ass. I don't know how long this went onnfor but my jaw hurt and my ass was sore. When she stopped.

" go change I am sure you will like a pair of my panties" Kathy laughed I pulled off her bikini and realized I had cum in it. I rinsed off and grabbed the sexiest pair Kathy had packed and slid them on. She spooned me as we fell asleep.

[lunatic-pudge]

Scout, Pyro, Demo, Medic, Sniper, and Spy Relationship Headcanons

Can you tell which ones are my absolute favorite:')

Scout

• Unsurprisingly, it takes him a long time to get over his infatuation of Ms. Pauling (I'm 110% convinced she's a lesbian), so you must be basically a deity to be catching his attention (though he'd the type to flirt with EVERYONE)

• Golden retriever energy, also youngest child energy. Constantly wants to do everything for you but also needs constant attention. He's also used to be getting picked on by the other mercs and his older brothers so he'll be going to you for validation. But he also doesn't want to appear weak so it'll take some time to break through his (fragile) shell.

• Love language: physical touch and acts of services. Will be constantly trying to act like a macho man for you but will also beg to hold your hand. Cuddles are constant. He may not be good at being a handyman, but my gods he's gonna try his darndest. Plz tell him that he did a good job, he's trying his best.

• He's the best person to go to if you wanna go on randon and unexpected adventures. One minute you're both in Teufort, the next your across country at the beach up east coast. Poor thing gets yelled at a lot for just uping and leaving without notice.

• Local snack dealer. Ma is always making sure that he's got sweets on hand. His room has care packages from her with some of the most wholesome letters from her and the box if FILLED to the brim with sweets, treats, and soda

Pyro

• My little baby boo, a wholesome partner who would kill for you. Can get jealous very easily so you might have to hold them back from committing manslaughter.

• Love language: quality time and gift giving. Time with Pyro is time well spent. Constantly just wants to be in the same room with you. They don't do well when you're not around. Also loves to give gifts. Most of their gifts consit of stuffed animals and handmade drawings. Your room will be filled with gifts from this goofball.

• In my opinion, they're a lot more there than people realize. Some days are better than others though. They were literally CEO of an engeneering company! And I believe they made all their weapons to but I could be wrong on that. Homie is definitely reliable when they're having a good day, but on the bad days, just sit and spend time with them. You don't gotta say anything, just knowing your right there beside them is enough conformation to know you'll always be there no matter what.

• You two are little troublemakers. You'll constantly be up to no good with them. It seems like harmless fun, but you've both almost burnt down the base five times just this month!

Demoman

• Probably one of the best lovers you could have out of all the mercs (aside from Engie, they're competing for the number one spot). I'm deducting points cause of the nonstop alcohol consumpution. :(

• But he is a happy goofy dunk so thank gods for that. Always happy to be here. Very attentive, caring, cuddly, overall a good person to date or even just be friends with.

• Cause the constant alcohol ruined a good portion of his memory (and Medic as well), he writes down every little detail of you that he can in a little journal he secretly keeps on his person. Important dates, likes, dislikes, ect. The man has it on file in case of emergencies.

• Love language: gift giving and act of services. He works three jobs and makes over 5 mil a year, he's LOADED. He's gonna buy you the world if you ask. Definitely good at money managing so he never worried at how much gifts cost. He's also gonna try his darndest to help you out with any problems, though it can be a bit hard when you're constantly drunk. Hims trying his best, okay?

• Wants his mom to approve of you but knows how critical she is of him. Poor baby has some self-esteem issuses cause of her so please give him lots of love and support. It's hard when your mom never has anything nice to say about you and compares you to everyone else. It's a neverending struggle. :(

Medic

• You're definitley into weird and questionable people if you like this man, and that means we're best friends now. :D

• He will ask you to help him out with surgeries and organizing his lab. You're hims little nurse. He'd probably (absolutley) be getting you a nurse outfit with his symbol on it.

• He's very much the possessive type. What's his is HIS, no if, ands, buts, or questions about it. Would put a tracker in you so he knows where you are at all times, but someone would have to talk him out of doing it... for now...

• Constantly talks about you to his birds, if any on them ever have babies, he's naming one after you. Would get you a stuffed dove plushie to cuddle with at night when he can't be there with you

• Love language: physical touch and quality time, you're ALWAYS welcomed in his lab, in fact, he expects you to be there with him. Is the type to ask you to grab something and will graze his hands against yours when grabbing it from you. (then give a shit eating smirk afterwards) He'd also be the type to stand VERY close to you, and stand behind you in an intimidating way to keep others from talking to you.

Sniper

• This man is my all time baby boy so I have LOTS to say about him and how much I love him :')

• Is someone who takes a while to get close to, especially in a romantic way. He's just a shy little boy who's used to being alone. But isn't introverted, just has introverted tendencies (you literally see him hanging out with some of the other mercs in Expiration Date)

• Love language: words of affirmations and physical touch, he sucks at verbally saying how he feels about you but will leave cute little love notes around for you to find. He's also VERY touched-starved so he will just flat out lay on top of you if you let him. Loves hearing you say how much you love him, plz just hold his hands and say how much he means to you, he might just cry from it.

• Is also someone who goes on random adventures, but they're usually just out and away from everyone. But I could see him taking you to a zoo or aquarium to look at the animals. But you're not allowed to go to a Humane Society cause you'll be walking out with all the animals they have and raising them like they're your babies,

Spy

• Another gremlin who takes a long time to warm up to you. He's a grumpy old man who's never really been with someone in such a serious light (aside from Scout's Ma)

• Love language: gift giving and words of affirmation, another merc who would buy you the world if you asked. Will only buy you the best of the best and will throw hands with someone if it's not up to his standards. He could go on about his love for you. His words sound like poetry. You'd wake up with a bouquet of roses and one of the most beautiful love letters anyone has ever read.

• Is 50/50 on PDA, he'll wrap an arm around your waist, call you beautiful, and give you a peck on the cheek in front of others but that's about it. Any extreme PDA is to be in private or you're getting a scolding.

• Would definitely help you learn French. He's way more patient with you than anyone else. You've seen him yell and insult every merc a couple times (Scout getting the brunt of it), but he refuses to ever say anything negative about you

• Definitely the bragging type. He'll put you on a pedestal and go on about how gorgeous you are. How you were crafted by gods, and so on. He thinks he's better than everyone else so if you're with him, than you're right up there with him.

[prxtze-l]

Yes I do sorry I can’t spell 😭

So I'm in love with Clarissa and was wondering if you could right a Clarissa x fem!Aphrodite's (or whoever you want) daughter! buttt reader is very shy and quiet and nervous all the time, and Clarissa loves it because literally everything she does to her makes her all flustered and shy and cute and she just likes flirting with her so she can see her all red and whiny!! Like going up behind her and holding her hips and whispering in her ear asking is she needs any help!! Or kissing her Infront or everyone!!

You don't have to write this if you don't want to!!

It's just a suggestion!

~ sincerely silk 🌸🤍🫶🏾

Shy🩷

Clarisse La Rue x fem!Aphrodite kid!reader

Summary: Clarisse loves teasing her girlfriend

Warnings: established relationship, flirty Clarisse, shy reader, ooc Clarisse, reader is mentioned to be weaker and smaller than Clarisse

A/N: OMG MY FIRST REQUEST HIII @sincerely-silk !! This happens after Percy comes to camp but before capture the flag. I love them sm!! Sorry it took so long 😞

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It was another day at camp. The sun was shining, and the water was shimmering from its glare. And oh, a camper was running from a seething Clarisse.

"Get back here!" the girl yelled at the poor unknown camper who had to face her wrath today.

On the other side of camp, there you were. You were waiting for Clarisse near the lake since she had promised to go on a date with you today. You decided to set up while you waited for your girlfriend. Little did you know, she was currently halfway across the other side of camp, trying to catch a kid from the Hermes cabin.

Clarisse had gone to do her daily spear training, leaving the locket you gave her on your last date placed carefully on a handkerchief. However, while distracted from her training (Clarisse didn’t want to admit it, but she just wanted to show off her hard work before meeting you), a kid from the Hermes cabin saw something shiny on the ground and picked it up out of curiosity. What this poor kid did not know was that no one touches Clarisse La Rue’s locket, especially if it's from her girlfriend.

Back to where we were.

Clarisse had the poor kid cornered in the bathroom stalls and was about to dunk his head in the toilet before she remembered something important.

“Shit!” And just like that, Clarisse hurriedly left the bathroom stalls before anything was done to the poor kid, leaving two of her half-siblings and a random kid from the Hermes cabin dumbfounded.

Deciding that you could sit down before Clarisse got to your meeting spot, you decided to eat one of the strawberries you had picked from the field.

A few minutes passed, and you were starting to wonder where your girlfriend was when suddenly you heard a noise coming from the bushes. Out of instinct, you grabbed the nearest object you could defend yourself with, which happened to be a big stick lying near your picnic blanket. It was rare for anything dangerous to attack you at camp, but you were still cautious.

Preparing to hit whatever was coming, you swung with the little strength you had and closed your eyes, waiting for the impact. What you got instead was the sound of something stopping your stick and a scoff.

“Really, princess? Is that the best that you’ve got?” You opened your eyes to see your girlfriend standing there, holding the big stick in her larger hands and looking down at you with a teasing smirk.

You quickly let go of the stick and immediately gave the taller girl a hug. “Clar! I’m so sorry! I thought you were something else! You were taking so long, and I was getting a bit worried…” You finished your rambling with a chuckle.

“But you’re here now, so there’s no need for me to worry! It’s not like you forgot or anything.”

You walked back to your picnic blanket and started getting the food out so you and Clarisse could begin your picnic date.

“Yeah…” Clarisse laughed nervously. God forbid you found out she actually forgot. You put a lot of effort into your dates, and she’d hate to see you upset.

Your date went well, with both of you laughing every once in a while at a joke you found funny. Then Clarisse said something that made your face turn a shade of red that would put the strawberry you were currently eating to shame.

“You know… if you’d like, I could teach you how to properly defend yourself.”

You gulped down the strawberries you were munching on and started thinking about the past times Clarisse had tried to help you learn how to fight. There was the one time back in your first year at camp when you were still unclaimed, and Clarisse was assigned to teach you the basics of combat. You remember being so flustered that whatever Clarisse was trying to say flew into one ear and out the other. That ended with you being suspended in medical care when Clarisse got frustrated with your unresponsiveness and decided to just flip you onto the ground. After you two started dating, you never let her live it down.

“…Hey? Do you want me to teach you or not?” You realized you had been staring for too long and turned even more embarrassed when you snapped out of it.

“Huh? Yeah, s-sure!”

Clarisse handed you her spear (something she seldom entrusted to others) and started adjusting your position. Her touch felt hot against your skin, not the scalding kind, but the kind you would crave on a cold winter night when you had nothing to cling to but the warm, comforting fire of the fireplace—the kind of warm touch you couldn’t help but crave.

Noticing your flustered and unfocused state, Clarisse decided to tease you. “Getting shy on me now, princess?” Her voice made the words drip like saccharine sweet honey.

You couldn’t help but whine at the attention she was giving you. Gods, you were so in love with your girlfriend. Why did she have to be this hot?!

It seemed like the teasing was more than what you could handle because the next thing Clarisse felt was you falling limp. In her panic, she rested you down on the picnic blanket, wondering if she could do anything. That worry, however, subsided once she saw that you were all red in the face and looked like you had a nosebleed, probably from all the teasing… and then back to panicking as she realized you now had blood running down your nose.

“Fuck, princess, are you okay?! Do you need medical attention—wait, of course you do! Here, get on my back!”

And that’s how a bunch of campers saw a speeding Clarisse running across camp to the medical area with a passed-out you on her back.

Clarisse had never run this much for someone in a day, but for you? She would do anything.

[fuck-i-like-too-much-stuff]

A very long LOL summary of what i remember/care about, subjective to change.

The fact that Force and Book chose those damn songs. Especially Purn Sa Nit and that absolute crash of a hug.......... i am praying to gods unknown about them, please do not let them lose each other, please.

I think Force should never have to cry, that hit me as hard as PhoomVicha had.

Joong falling mermaid style on Dunk and refusing to move till Dunk actually picked him up. He is a queen and deserves to be treated as such.

Also Dunk proposing with his damn earpiece🤣

Earth and Mix being silly sillies and goofy goofs and then they are almost kissing on stage, a surprise to no one but i hope they got a room after.

Poon "Let The Pictures Tell The Story" Mitpakdee, you will always be dear to me

I think everyone knew that PondPhuwin would be performing either Bad Girls Like You or Hotel Lobby... but i was WRONGLY unprepared for the unhingedness of the performance. What do you mean we are taking off belts on stage now? Amazing stuffs i want to kiss whoever thought of this.

Phuwin: loops belt around Pond's neck to jerk him closer while Pond, tho initially confused, is extremely interested.

Also Phuwin: looks up at Pond with the shyest blushiest fucking smile while unable to maintain eye contact.

Basically NEVER CHANGE, PHUWIN, NEVER CHANGE.

I think the WilliamEst performance of Ngad Thang Ngat was one of the very few performances that i actually fully watched. Their first LOL and i hope that they bring the silly every year.

Est trying to just be happy about his birthday cake while 20 (-1) men cheer for William to kiss him, and then falling over in true shipper behavior, creating the most hilarious set of reaction images we've had in a while.

Est being a slutty monkey hanging mid air.

The whole sadistic performance actually (withou Joong) with Dunk doing Pond's rap and also PondDunk moment WITH PHUWIN LITERALLY RIGHT THERE???

Winny's rap🙇‍♀️🙇‍♀️

The whole FKT foreheaded kisses everywhere saga

Santa risking everything and just straight up kissing Perth on stage, who also fully went for it before he realised what the fuck happened

Tay and Off dying the audience while watching this

Perth's guitar solo and Santa's dance solo because they are the ultimate It Couple

Who allowed Jimmy and Sea to choose that damn song. Jimmy crying is now imprinted in my brain, what am i supposed to do when theyre gone. How am i supposed to continue with life?

Fourth and Gem's hair appreciation point.

Gem on DRUMSSSSS!!! FOURTH ON ELECTRIC GUITAR!!! PHUWIN ON KEYBOARD!!!!! POND ALSO ON GUITAR!!!!!! EVERYONE ACTUALLY SOUNDING GOOD FOR THE FIRST TIMEE

everyone and their mother knew that Jasper and Lykn would perform but AOU ENTERANCE ON BOTH DAYS (and that damn eye make up oh my god) and Jelly in the crowd filming himmmmmmmm

Also guess who took who home

Also juniormark cuddling in the crowd?

My personal lovebesties DewTee and SkyNani also sitting in the balconies having the best time and supporting their besties

Fourth sitting on Pond, Phuwin hitting Fourth, Fourth hitting him back, Gem placing his whole hand on Fourth's chest through his vest.

Gemini not understanding the concept of needing two waterbottles because at this point they should all just merge into one person

Gemini and Phuwin breaking into dance upon seeing each other, Fourth and Pond also not being behind

Love conquering the fear of heights for everyone.

Khao giving First the Look each time First tries to come in between Prem and him, flirt with Prem and also puts both of their hands in his lap while himself holding Boun's. And people thinking that First is jealous. This man could not be more clearly having very gay feelings for Prem.

There's more to add to this i know there is

[dirtybitfic]

Concert love

Chris and matt sturniolo x y/n fan-fiction

(contains- flirting in front of a whole crowd, concert, drinking, dirty talk, smutt, threesome, slapping, chocking, use of the names- ma, slut,whore,daddy and I think that's it)

y/n pov-

me and my best friend ybf/n decided to get tickets for the lil skies concert a while ago since the tickets were surprisingly cheap and we've both liked his music since we were in high school

me and ybf/n were getting ready playing music through my speaker and talking and laughing.

we both finished doing our makeup

(your look)

(ybf/n look)

damn y/n your makeup looks so good

thanks you too bitch damn

okay lets get dressed and then ill order the uber

We both go to your separate rooms in the apartment to change. Neither of us know what the other one picked for their outfit but I know hers is gonna be so good and im very confident about my choice.

(your outfits but instead 0f heels your wearing orange nike dunks)

(your best friends outfit)

Y/N YOU READY?

YEP IM READY

OKAY ILL CALL THE UBER NOW

OKAY

I walked out of my room guessing she's already in the living room by the way she was yelling

DAMN BITCH YOU LOOK HOT ASF

YOU TOO GOD DAMN IM NO BETTER THAN A MAN

SHUT THE FUCK UP

we both laugh as we sit and wait for our uber to get closer before we make our way to the lobby.

we were both looking through our fyp page as I realized it had been a good minute since we ordered the uber

hey is the uber close

oh shit yeah two minutes away

fuck okay lets head down

we grab our phones and keys and head to the elevator and take it down to the lobby.

we walked out of the door looking for a black Honda

is that it over there I said pointing to a black Honda a little further down the street

uuuh yeah I think so she says starting to walk over to it as I follow behind her

as we approach the driver rolls the window down

hey is this the uber for ybf/n

hey yes hop on in

we get in the back as we start heading to the venue it was about a 15 minute drive we decided to go pretty early so we could be closer to the front

so you girls going to the skies concert tonight

yep were so excited

damn I really wanted to go but by the time me and my friends went to get tickets they were sold out

yeah tickets were cheap so they went pretty fast and the venue is smaller so you know

yeah makes sense . I know this might be weird but can I give you my phone number and maybe you can send me some videos of the concert

oh my god of course id be more than happy to do that

thank you so much he says as he gives me his phone number and I save it for later and send him a quick text so he has it and knows im the girl from the uber for the skies concert

alright well im gonna drop you here have fun tonight guys

thank you so much for driving us and ill make sure to remember to send you videos

thank you bye

bye have a good night I shut the door as we walked to the entrance door

there were only a couple people already here waiting so we stood behind them and waited for about 40 minutes until more people showed up and doors started to open .

we got in around 7:45 and got close as fuck to the front we were a row behind the barricade . The show is supposed to start at 8:30 So we have a while to wait . I decided to go to the bar to grab a drink so ybf/n stayed back to keep our spot.

I got up to the bar and ordered two vodka watermelon red bulls and payed as she handed them to me and I went back to ybf/n. It was hard to get back through the crowd without spilling them but somehow I did.

hey here you go

thanks ill pay you back later

oh no your good my treat I say smiling at her

okay but next ones are on me

works for me

soon the opening dj comes out and starts playing some good as songs

As hot in here was playing me and ybf/n were dancing with each other as the dj started yelling out

HEY GIRL IN BLACK JEANS AND BLACK TOP WITH THE SPARKLES OVER IT YOU GOT AN ADMIRER FROM THE BALCONY

I look up at him making eye contact with a confused smile pointing to me kinda shocked

YES YOU GIRL he says laughing a little I smile and look up at the balcony scanning it for this so called admirer when I meet eyes with a guy.

NOT JUST ANY GUY .... CHRIS MOTHER FUCKING STURNIOLO

OH MY GOD Y/N ... IS THAT.CHRIS

YES BITCH OH MY GOD

he smirks at me and waves

I smile and wave back and hold eye contact as I see him raise something to his mouth and speak into it

I look at him confused for a second before the dj speaks again

HE WANTS TO KNOW YOUR NAME

I look at him smiling then bring out my phone to type it onto snap and blow it up so he could read it

I hold it up smiling as he reads it then brings his phone out to type something

he holds it out for me to read

" such a pretty name for such a pretty girl it reads'

I smile widely at him before typing "thank you" and hold it up for him to read

he reads it smiling the typing something else

" no problem gorgeous " it reads I laugh a little and smile at him as we hold eye contact

he look back to his phone typing something else

" stay after ill tell them I asked you too"

I got nervous but still smiled as we kept eye contact I was trying so hard to not flip my shit at this point .

I give him a thumbs up smiling and he winks at me then looks back at the stage as a new song starts playing

I love this song so I start rapping along as I look back up at him to see him already looking at me as he rapping along to the song to he starts moving his hands and rapping more to the song as we keep eyes contact then stops and points at me so I took it as a sign to rap the next part and I do as he bops his head smiling at me in awe that I know the song by heart .

he types something on his phone

"you like nardo wick"

I shake my head and type out

'LOVE NARDO WICK"

he smiles and types again

" I like you even more now"

I smile and laugh

" im glad' I type and show him

he just smirks at me and god his smirk has me dying he's so beautiful its actually scary to be honest.

we break eye contact as the song ends and the dj announces skies is coming on in a minute.

BITCH ARE YOU KIDDING ME HOW ARE YOU SO CALM RIGHT NOW

BITCH IM NOT IM FUCKING FREAKING OUT IM JUST TRYING NOT TO SHOW IT

I CANT EVEN AND HE ASKED YOU TO STAY AFTER WTF IS THAT ABOUT

I DONT KNOW BUT I GUESS ILL FIND OUT

I look back up at him admiring his perfect side profile as I smile and look back at the stage as rage starts playing.

skies just finished his last song

thank you guys so much for coming I love you all so much and y/n wherever you are cant wait to meet you after the show he waves and runs off the stage

everyone starts leaving but I stay back

ybf/n gave me a hug and told me to update her later

she slaps my ass you got this bitch don't be nervous

I know ill try not to I love you see you at home

love you too she says as she walks away to the door

as the last people are filtering out I decided to look at my phone to try and calm my nerves. And sent all the videos I got to the Uber driver from earlier.

I get taped on the shoulder I jump from the sudden contact and turn around with my hand on my heart

im so sorry I didn't mean to scare you I was just coming to get you Chris sent me matt says

oh no your good just caught me off guard

follow me were gonna chill in the green room for a bit as they take all the stuff down and pack up

alright lead the way I say kinda nervous and I guess he can tell.

hey no need to be nervous were all chill I promise

thank you matt that actually calmed me down a bit

wait you know my name

oh yeah ive seen couple videos of you guys and a shit tone of edits on my fyp

damn well I hope you liked our videos

oh yeah they were great you guys are very funny

thanks he says as he looks down at me with a sweet smile

no problem I say smiling back

alright were just through this door

fuck fuck fuck oh god is all I can think as he opens the door and walks in as I hesitantly follow behind him

HEYYY Y/N HOW ARE YOU Chris yells coming up to hug me

im a bit caught of guard but hug him back as he rocks me side to side a little causing me to laugh

im g-good Chris how are you I say he's squeezing me a bit tight causing my airflow to sputter.

im good! im glad you stayed after gorgeous

m-me too but y-your squeezing the life out of me I say sounding out of breathe and squeaky

oh shit im sorry he says laughing as he lets go

I take a deep much needed breath as I smile up at him

so uhh why'd you ask me to stay back I say nicely but sounding a bit confused

oh well we thought you were really beautiful to be honest and we wanted to get the chance to talk to you maybe even hang out for the night he says with a smile but sounding a bit nervous

oh well id love that

really ?

yeah of course I say smiling giggling a little bit

heyyy Chris matt you guys in the green room? I hear skies say

yep were in here matt answers

he walks in smiling at matt dapping him up

then walking over to Chris beside me dapping him up then looking at me smiling

you must be y/n its so nice to meet you he says bringing me in for a nice warm hug

its so nice to meet you too ! I loved your show you have great stage presence

thank you I appreciate it ! he says letting go and smiling at me.

I can see why Chris noticed you in the crowd you are beautiful

aww thank you so much I say as my face heats up from the compliment

alright guys I think were gonna hit the road we got another show to get too tomorrow but thank you for coming and supporting me and hit me up later chris

yeah of course man the show was great ill text you later this week when we get back to la Chris says dapping skies up one last time before he says bye to matt.

alright well we should call an uber and head out of here matt says

hey y/n know any fun places we could go to Chris says looking down at me

well I mean it is like 12am so most of the only fun places to go that are open are clubs but I know y'all don't drink right

nope we don't

well we could always go back to my apartment and grab my car and get some food and then go back to my place and watch a movie unless y'all aren't comfortable with that I completely understand

no y/n we trust you you ive got nothing but good vibes from you also what's your address for the uber

oh thank you that’s really sweet I say as I give him my address

of course also the uber is a couple minute away so we should probably head out

alright lets go Chris says as he wraps an arm around my shoulder guiding me to walk with him I smile up at him and he looks at me giving me a warm smile.

we walk out the back door and see what im guessing is an uber black parked at the back .

hey are you lane

yep über for matt?

yep that's me matt says as he opens the door to the back and hops

Chris guides me to the door Do you mind being in the middle your the smallest

I laugh no not at all

okay then lady first he says gesturing his hand for me to hop in and I do as I scoot to the middle and he hops in behind me shutting the door.

so y/n have you lived here you whole life

oh yeah pretty much I mean I moved here from Chicago when I was 4 but I don't really remember life back in there so ive only really ever known life as growing up here

oh nice its a great city I like it here

yeah its pretty cool here

oh yeah I mean its okay ive lived here all my life so it tends to get boring you know what I mean

yeah I get that that's one reason we love living in la now gives us a new place to grow in but don't get me wrong I love Boston with my whole heart and going back to visit our family is great but its nice to be somewhere new for a change

I completely get that . My parents actually moved to San Francisco a couple years after I moved out they love it there and I love getting to visit them its one of my favorite cities

oh yeah I love san Francisco its a beautiful city

right I love it there im just sad I don't get to go visit my parents often

oh why don't you visit them much

well for one my job is very busy and air fair is not cheap so sadly I have to save up for each trip months in advance

oh yeah real airfare is so expensive its kinda crazy

yeah well your lucky with the job you guys have

yeah we are pretty blessed to have a good income coming in but we still like to be wise with our spending

that's good though most people our age would be buying whatever they wanted if they had you guys income

very true but our parents taught us how to spend our money wisely from a young age so thank god for them or wed be half way broke by now

yeah I relate to that my dad was always very good with money growing up even though we have a lot of money he only spends it on things that are worth it instead of waisting money on random shit that well Never use

he sounds like a smart man

yeah he's great I love my dad ive always been a daddy girl

Chris’s eyes slightly darken and he shifts around after hearing me say daddy I didn’t know why but I just looked down at his big hands that were resting on his lap god what I wouldn’t do to have those wrapped around my-

My thought is cut off by the Uber driver announcing we are at our destination

We get out and thank her then head to my car .

Chris gets into the front as Matt gets into the back and I start up my car.

Okay so the only things open right now are like fast food and this one pizza place so what sounds good to you guys.

Honestly I could fuck with pizza rn

Same pizza sounds good as fuck

I completely agree i start backing out and head to the pizza place .

Here’s my phone you guys can queue up whatever you want

They queued up a couple good songs that I knew as we sat in silence giving out to the music until we got to the pizza place.

I parked and turned off the car as we all got out and headed into the place.

Wow it’s really cool in here

I know right this is my favorite place to go after a night out

I can see why it’s so dark but cool with all the colored lights they have

Yeah they turn on their led bulbs when it gets dark it’s such a vibe

Hey how are you guys is it just the three of you the hostes says

Yep just the three of us

Cool follow me she says as she grabs the menus and leads us to a booth

Matt and Chris sit opposite of me as we start looking at the menus

Hey I’m Jake I’ll be your server today what can I get you guys to drink

Um I’ll get a Pepsi please

Cool and for you

Can I get a root beer

Yep sure thing and for you y/n

I’ll get a dr.pepper thanks Jake

Of course I’ll be right back with those

Thank you I say as he walks away

You know him Chris asks

Oh yeah he’s one of my best friend boyfriends

Oh cool

Yeah I say smiling at him

So uhh I gotta warn you their pizzas are big so we could probably all just share a large if that sounds good with you guys

Yeah that’s fine do you like pepperoni

Yeah love it

Cool you good with that Chris

Yeah sounds good to me

Here you guys go Jake says as he sets each of our drinks down then takes our order

As we were talking about random shit I got a phone call

I looked to see it was ybf/n

Hey guys sorry do you mind if I answer this it’s my roommate the one who was with me at the concert

No not at all go ahead

I answer the call

Hey what’s up

Hey I’m just letting you know I’m staying the night at Blake’s house so I won’t be home tonight

Oh alright we’ll I guess see you sometime tomorrow then

Yeah also I can’t wait to hear all the juicy details about you hanging out with your celeb cruuuuwh

Okayyyyy shut the fuck uuuuup I can’t feel my face getting hot from the blush creeping onto then

Okay bye I love you

Love you to and don’t do anything I wouldn’t do

Cool so that means I can do whatever cause your a slut

I am not a slut shut up good fucking night

Good niiiight

I hung up as I looked up at Matt and Chris just looking at me I got nervous

W-what I say laughing awkwardly

Nothing you guys seem really close

Oh yeah no we are! been best friends since 2nd grade that’s just how we talk to each other

Oh no we get but uhhh why did she call you a slut

Oh uh haha well I said don’t do anything I wouldn’t do and she said so that means I can do whatever cause your a slut

Oh damn what a sweet thing for her to say

I know right she’s so nice to me I say jokingly

So I’m guessing she not at home

Nope she’s spending the night at a guys house I also fucking despise the guy but you know that’s just me

Why do you not like him

He’s a dick and he treats girls like shit he also tried to roofie me at the club once but I didn’t tell her so she doesn’t know that but . I get cut off by Chris

But nothing y/n that’s not okay she shouldn’t be with a guy who did that to her best-friend

I- yeah I know I just don’t like conflict I didn’t wanna make it a big deal I say feeling like a kid being scolded by her dad

I’m sorry for raising my voice but that just makes me angry

I’m sorry I shouldn’t have brought it up I say feeling anxious now by the way him and Matt are looking at me

No it’s okay we get it it’s just you know something you might think about telling her you know if he’s ever around you again what else would he try you know what I’m saying

Y-yeah your right I’ll tell her tomorrow

Good girl Chris says making my face turn red as fuck and I look down trying to hide it but he notices

Here’s you guys pizza hope you enjoy

Thank you Jake

No problem

We each grab a couple slices and eat in silence I can feel slight tension in the air but I try to ignore it and just eat my pizza.

Do you guys like horror, movies?

Uhm not my favorite but I guess they’re okay

Yeah I mean they aren’t my first pick but I’ll watch em

Okay cool I’m kinda of in a horror movie mood tonight

Sounds good to me

Yeah me too

Hey you guys ready for the check

Yeah I think so

Okay cool together or separate

Separ-

Together . I got cut off by Matt

Okay cool I’ll be back in a second with that

What- Matt you guy don’t have to pay for me

No no it’s our treat

I mean you are driving us around and letting us come back to your apartment so it’s the least we could do

Well thank you really that’s very nice of you guys

No problem

I smile at both of them as Jake comes back with the check and Chris pays then we head back out to the car.

Do you guys mind if I play some softer music on the way home I have astigmatism so driving at night with loud music makes me really anxious

No absolutely we don’t mind at all I completely understand that. I get driving anxiety too so I get the struggle

I smile at him as we get into the car and I queue up some songs before we pull out and head to my apartment.

You have really good music taste y/n

Thank you I’m a big music lover so my music range is weird as Fuck

What do you mean

If I put my liked playlist of shuffle I can go from rap to classical to edm then to rock all in the span of 10 minutes

Ah so you listen to a lot of genera’s

Yeah I say smiling at Chris

So what’s your favorite genera as of right now

Honestly I think alternative rock

Oh cool we don’t listen to rock much but it’s cool

Yeah deaftones is my favorite band as of right now I would play a song from them but you know

To loud

Yep

Okay one for us when we get back to your place

Okay I will

After about 5 more minutes we parked outside of my building and i but in my favorite deaftones song for them

Oh wow this is actually pretty good

Yeah so far I like it

We sit as they keep listening I watch for their honest reactions seeing if they are just being nice

I can tell Matt likes it for sure but Chris not as much

Damn the lyrics are kinda

dirty yeah

Yeah but I like it

Well I’m glad

Yeah no this shit is good I need to start listening to them

I’ll share my playlist of my favorite songs from them to you

Cool that would be great thank you

Yeah no problem

The song ends and we get out of the car and head into the building and take the elevator up to my floor

I open the door of my apartment for them and let them go in and I shut and lock the door

Woah your apartment is so cool

Oh thank you

Did you set it all up

Yeah I designed all of it but my roommates room

That’s so cool your good at designing

Oh thank you I took some classes in high-school for it so that helped me out a bit

Oh that’s so cool

Yeah it was pretty fun

I love the art wall

Oh thanks yeah that’s one of my favorite parts

It adds a very homey vibe

That’s exactly what I was going for

Well you nailed it

Thanks I said smiling up at him

Okay I’m gonna pop some popcorn but do you guys wanna watch the movie in here or my room it’s up to you

Honestly room sounds more cozy

Yeah I agree

Okay well if you wanna head to my room it’s the second door on the right

Cool they both say as they head to my room

I finished popping the popcorn and putting it in the bowl then grabbed three cherry Pepsis from the fridge and made my way to my room

Your bedroom is so cozy Chris says as I enter with the drinks and snacks

Oh yeah I love it in here

I like how dark it is

Me too I was kinda shocked how big it was when we moved in though

Yeah for an apartment this is huge

Yeah but I’m not complaining

I handed them their drinks and the popcorn and I set my drink on the bedside table

I’m gonna change into something more comfy real quick then we can pic a movie

Sounds good

I went to my closet and picked out one of my least revealing pj sets and changed then went to the bathroom to take my makeup off

Then went back in and shimmied my way in between the two since they were taking up each side of the bed

Wow you look gorgeous without makeup

Yeah you have really cute freckles

O-oh thank you guys I say feeling a little flustered from their compliments

As I scrolled through for a while we settled on watching insidious since I said it was one of the least scary movies I’ve watched

As we were watching a jump scare popped up and Matt jumps launching popcorn all over the bed making me burst out laughing and Chris joined me

Shit sorry that got me good

You don’t say I say as I pull popcorn out of my hair

I started to get a little cold so I got under the covers .

Chris joined me as our legs slightly touched making my breathe hitch

We continued watching as I felt a hand on my thigh and I felt another come behind my head

Chris’s was on my thigh and Matt’s was the one behind my head

I got a little nervous but tried my best not to show it. Chris started to rub small circles with his thumb making me sigh out in both calmness but also a little bit of horny mixed in.

Matt’s hand started slowly caressing my head and playing with my hair.

I started to become relaxed since playing with my hair always sends me to sleep .

My head starts to fall back into Matt’s hand as he rubs my head i let out a soft moan on accident .

Sorry that just feels so good I say looking over at Matt with hooded eyes who’s still rubbing my head softly

Oh I can stop if it’s making you tired

No no please keep going please

Alright he keeps playing with my hair

Chris hand starts to squeeze my inner thigh causing a pool of wetness to form in between my legs

Mmm I softly moan both of them being so sweet making me feel calm yet so fucking horny . Having both of their hands on me is sending me into such dirty thoughts

Making you feel good huh Chris says softly

Mhm feels so calming

Feeling anything else other than calm

W-what do you mean

Is calm all your feeling right now or is their another feeling creeping in

N-no just calm

You sure about that cause … he moves his hand closer to my pussy . I’m pretty sure I can feel a little heartbeat down here

Mmm I moan as he grazes his hand over my clothed pussy

Aww are we making you horny princess

Matt whispers in my ear before tugging a little on my hair angling my head so I look him in the eyes

N-no I… he yanks harder on my hair

We don’t like liars y/n

Chris’s fingers slide under my shorts now rubbing slow circles on my clit through my underwear

Mmm fuck

You wanna try and answer that again . This time truthfully

O-okay yes your m-making me horny okay

Good girl see that wasn’t so hard to admit was it

N-no

God your so wet already

Mmm I moan out as I his fingers now move under my underwear to rub my bare pussy

He starts rubbing my clit eliciting moans to slip past my lips

Matt’s other hand moves under my top to grope my bare tits

O-oh f-Fuck

Yeah you like having both of us touching you

Y-yes

Such a little slut for us aren’t you

Chris slides two fingers into me

Mmm Fuck c-Chris

Answer my question he says deeply causing me to look at him as my brows furrow In pleasure

Fuck y-yes I’m a slut for you

Atta girl he says before pulling my top up and sucking on my nipple

Fuck oh god I moan out as he sucks hickeys all over my tits and Chris fingers speed up .

Can I take these off ma he asked pulling on my shorts and underwear

Mhm I moan shaking my head yes at him

He yanks them off causing me to gasp

As he gets them all the way off he starts kissing up my thigh as Matt moves to start sucking all over my neck .

Chris starts biting and sucking hickeys on my inner thighs as his fingers keep a steady pace pumping into my pussy .

F-Fuck oh my-god

Are we making you feel good

Yes Fuck yes I moan out

All the sudden Chris’s mouth contexts to my clit sucking and licking .

OH MY GOD CHRIS

Matt’s hand comes around my neck slightly choking me as he comes down to connect our lips

It’s a hungry wet kiss that makes me even wetter .

God I’ve always dreamed of a threesome but this is better than I could have ever imagined

I start feeling my orgasm building . I moan and whimper into the kiss .

I pull away from the kiss and I’m panting and pulling at Chris hair as he sucks harder on my clit and his fingers move even faster as he feels me clench around them.

HO-HOLY FUCK IM GONNA C-CUM

he detached his mouth from my clit

Beg for it tell daddy how much you want it

Pl-PLEASE DADDY please CAN I COME I WANT IT SO BAD PLEASE PLEASE

Yeah you can come be a good girl and cum all over my face and fingers

Matt grips my throat as he makes me look at him

Look at me when you cum I wanna watch you fall apart in our hands

OH MY F-Fuck I’m c-cumming

That’s a good girl cumming for daddy

Jesus CHRIST I moan out as I slowly come down from my high

Did so good for us ma

Chris pulls out his fingers and puts them In his mouth sucking my juices off I watch in aww .

On all 4s now he says deeply. I do as I’m told once I’m in the position Matt pulls my top off so now I’m fully naked .

They both take of their shirts and throw them somewhere in the room .

I hear Chris take of his belt and drop his pants and boxers as he lines his dick to my entrance .

I whine wanting to feel him already.

I’m not giving it to you until you wrap that pretty little mouth around matt

I move as fast as possible unbuckling Matt’s belt and taking his jeans and boxers down so his dick pops out .

So eager aren’t you

Mhm I say looking up at matt smiling then looking down at his dick and JESUS CHRIST HES HUGE.

I take him in my hand he’s so thick my hand won’t even wrap around it fully .

I pump a couple times before taking his tip into my mouth . I start sucking as my hand moves around what isn’t in my mouth.

Chris slams into me causing me to scream around Matt . CHRIS IS HUGE TOO.

I can feel him stretching me out so much as he slams into me .

matt garbs a fist full of my hair and start thrusting onto my mouth .

fuck such a good girl taking us so well

I cant help but moan around him and pulse on Chris from his praise

I start gagging from how deep he is in my throat as spit drips down my chin onto the bed below

fuck your so fucking wet

I moan around matt and he thrusts harder into my throat definitely bruising it but I don't care I feel so good right now.

chris is hitting my gspot repeatedly causing me to shake and scream around matts dick .

fuck keep fucking gagging and struggling

I feel tears start to stream down my face from the pleasure

I start to feel my orgasm building as I moan around matt as he abuses my throat.

you gonna cum on my dick like a good little slut

I shake my ahead yes the best I can

matt pulls my head to look up at him as he abuses my throat harder causing me to cry harder

such a mess for us aren't you ? such a good little whore

my brows furrow as my orgasm rolls through me as I shake around Chris as I cum.

fuckkk so good cumming for me

he fucks me through my orgasm and keeps pounding into me as I come down from my high as my legs start shaking .

he pushes on my back making me arch further giving him a new angle that sends me into oblivion.

I scream around matt and he fucks my throat roughly

I start to feel pressure build in my stomach again making my legs shake and more tears to fall down my face .

all the sudden it snaps and I scream around matt as I feel my thighs get soaked.

god so fucking hot squirting all over me like the slut you are

fuck ive never squirted so much in my life .

he continues fucking into me harshly becoming more sloppy

fuck im gonna cum and your gonna fucking swallow all of it

I hate swallowing it tastes like shit and the texture makes me wanna throw up.

he thrusts a couple times before filling my mouth with his cum.

he pulls out them puts a hand over my mouth

swallow it slut

I shake my head no

he slaps me hard across the face causing me to swallow from the impact .

should have just listened instead of acting like a brat

I whined feeling my face sting

Chris pushes my back down further so im fully arching for him and hold my head up by my hair as matt wraps his hand around my throat.

mmm fuck YOUR SO DEEP

Yeah fuck im gonna cum you gonna let me fill you up

y-yes fuck please cum in me

such a good little cum slut he says before cumming deep inside me

mmm fuck I moan as I look up at matt as he smirks down at me .

Chris pulls out as I flop to down onto my stomach as my legs continue to shake.

oh we aren't done with you yet . flip over on your back for me matt says as he and Chris switch spots .

I watch as matt settles in-between my thighs and lines his tip to my entrance

spread your legs wider for me ma

I do as he says giving him more access as he starts sliding into me slowly.

I whine from how much more he's stretching me out he's even thicker than Chris and the fact my pussy is already sore and sensitive from Chris pounding me isn't helping the pain at all

oh my fuck your so big

yeah you feel how deep I am he says placing his hand on my lower stomach and pressing to feel himself inside me

mmhm fuck I moan out as he starts thrusting into me slow but rough

my head falls back as pleasure start to build inside me

I look up at Chris who's smirking down at me

god you make the prettiest faces

mmm fuck faster matt i moan out as I look back into Chris’s eyes

I didn't hear a please

p-please go faster please I sound so pathetic begging but I don't care

god you sound so pretty when you beg he says before pounding into me

OH MY G-GOD I scream as he is hitting my g spot at the perfect angle

I look up at Chris as he taps his tip on my lips

open

I do as im told and he slides into my mouth before holding my jaw with both hands and starts face fucking me .

the angle my head is hanging off the bed making it easy for him to slide into my throat causing me to gag around his as tears fall from my eyes.

sound so pretty gagging around my dick he says before he slides one hand down to my nipples pinching and pulling at them causing me to moan around him over and over.

he starts thrusting harder abusing my throat as he slaps my tit making me moan loudly around him.

he gets deeper in my throat causing me to gag and cough around him as spit drip out of the sides of my mouth onto my face and the rest of his dick that isn't in my mouth.

keep struggling slut you look so hot when you squirm

I moan around him as I start to feel pressure building in my stomach again

I grab onto matts back as i scratch deeply into it causing him to groan

fuckkk keep doing that I love that shit he says as he fucks into me harder causing me to scream and gag around Chris .

the tension snaps as I squirt all over him and the sheets

fuck your so fucking hot squirting all over me

he continues fucking into me causing me to squirm the overstimulation beginning to be too much .

I claw his back more harshly causing him to groan

god damn fells so fucking good when you claw my back like the little slut you are

im beginning to sob around Chris . im so overstimulated I can barely take it.

I remove my hand from matts back as I try and push on Chriss thighs so he would pull out so I could voice that im overstimulated

he slaps my tit hard as he pushes even deeper into my throat .

nah fucking take it like a good girl

he growls at me as I smack his thigh as my I continue crying .

I cant take it anymore its too much .

I move my hands to matts sides trying to push him out of me . he grabs my arms harshly slamming them down on the bed on each side of my head holding me down.

what's the matter slut? you overstimulated huh? he says in a tone that makes me want to slap him across the face .

I shake my head yes and try to cry out a mhm as Chris still abuses my throat .

well that's to fucking bad . I don't care how much you cum and squirm against me . you aren't done until I fill you up .

I scream around Chris as I feel myself squirt all over matt again causing my hips to lift up off the bed and my legs to shake even more and my thighs tighten around his torso .

he holds onto my hips as he continues pounding into me . now that my hands are free again I move them to his shoulders again trying to push him off of me . I literally can not take it anymore.

Chris pulls out of my mouth im confused as to why until he comes back over me with his belt .

w-what are you doing with that I moan out as matt still pounds deep into me.

since you want to act like a brat and try and push us away . he says as he grabs my arms harshly as he holds them to my chest and slides the belt under my back and secure my arms tightly to my chest.

now you cant use your arms at all

I groan in annoyance as I try and get my arms out but its no use.

fuck you I spit out at him

he slaps me across the face

I cry out from the sting

acting like a bratty bitch isn't gonna get you anywhere he says dominantly at me before grabbing me by the throat roughly.

now open that bratty mouth for me

I groan and shake my head no

n-no I c-cant its to much I cant take it anymore please

matt slaps my thigh so hard I scream

OW WHAT TH-THE FUCK

open your fucking mouth or I swear to god

I open my mouth as I roll my eyes

Chris slaps my face again

roll your fucking eyes at me again and you'll regret it

o-okay okay im s-sorry I sob out as I feel the pressure building in my stomach again causing me to moan as Chris slides back down my throat.

I scream around Chris as my orgasm rips through me ad I buck up into matt

fuck such a good girl cumming again for me god your squeezing me so tight

I sob around Chris feeling like I could pass out from how hard I just came

god so fucking tight and wet around me matt grabs my shaking legs hoisting them onto his shoulders getting an even deeper angle.

this causes me to scream around Chris again and again causing him to moan .

fuck im gonna cum . and your gonna be a good girl and swallow all of it

he thrusts a couple more time before his cum is down my throat and I swallow around him causing him to groan

fuuuck such-a good girl he groans then pulls out of my mouth . I cough as I try to catch my breathe.

O-OH MY GOD F-FUCK I C-CANT T-

I get cut off by matt slapping my across the face

your gonna fucking take it

mmmm fuck FUCK YOU I scream out as

he slaps me harder then grips my throat roughly

act like a brat you'll be treated as one

mmm fuck its to much I cant

i.thrust.dont.thrust.fucking.thrust.care

mmmm I cry and shake under him as I try and wiggle out of his grip

mm mm where you going he says as he grips my throat and thigh tightly causing me to gasp for air through his tight grip

I feel pressure building quickly in my stomach . before I can even speak im cumming again all over him as my eye roll back and I lift off the bed as my hands fist as I shake uncontrollably under him.

aww look at you cumming again such a little whore

FUCKING HELL I-I CANT TAKE IT PLEASE

Oh sweetheart im not even close to finishing he says smirking sadistically down at me

mmmmm I growl in pain and pleasure

he brings both hands to my legs pushing them down to my chest as he thrusts even deeper in me.

JESUS C-CHRIST YOUR TO DEEP FUCK PLEASE I C-CANT chris kneels down so his mouth is right at my ear

matt is groaning as he feels my pussy pulse around him

don't act like you're not loving every minute of this . you love being our little slut he whispers husky in my ear causing me to shudder

you love the way we use you like our own personal fuck doll dont you

I whine unable to get words out as matt is pounding into me so hard I feel him in my stomach

I asked you a fucking question y/n now answer it

Y-YES I LOVE IT DADDY

that's what I thought he says as he kisses my neck causing me to moan even louder from all the pleasure im feeling .

I feel pressure building in my stomach yet again.

F-FUCK MATT IM GONNA CUM AGAIN OH MY GOD

you think you deserve it

Y-YES PLEASE FUCK I C-CANT HOLD IT

beg for it then tell daddy how much you want it

F-FUCK I WANT IT SO BAD DADDY PLEASE CAN I CUM, PLEASE I PROMISE TO BE A GOOD GIRL PLEASE CAN I CUM

yes you can cum . give it to me cover my cock

as soon as he gives me permission I squirt all over him so hard I stop breathing for a second.

JESUS CHRIST I scream as I finally start breathing again

Such a good girl your doing so good for me

Matt starts to slow his pace and he drops my legs pushes them out and apart.

Do you have any toys ma

Y-yes but why

Cause I wanna use one on you that’s why

O-okay I just don’t know if I can handle that right n-now

We know you can ma you wanna be good for us don’t you

Y-yes

Then where are they

In my b-bedside table drawer

Chris stands up now in his boxer as he goes into my bedside table grabbing my wand and handing it to Matt

If we let your arms free do you think you can be good or are you gonna push me away again

I -I’ll be good I promise

Okay but if you act up again we will put the belt back on

O okay I promise I’m won’t mmm Fuck I won’t act up again I moan out as Matt is thrusting into me at a sickly sweet slow pace

Chris just smiled down at me as he strokes my check with his hand then undoes the belt

I groan as I stretch my arms out since they are slightly numb from the position they were stuck in for so long.

Matt turns on the vibrator as Chris walks over and sits by my side as Matt hands it him

He starts thrusting into me harder causing my legs to shake harder .Chris puts the vibrator right on my clit causing me to scream out

JESUS CHRIST OH MY GOD

Yeah that feel good ma

Y-YES OH MY GOD DADDY FEELS SO GOOD

You think you can handle it if I turn it up

N-NO

I think you can ma he says turning it up

OH-OH MY GOD FUCK IM GONNA CUM PLEASE CAN I CUM

Yeah cum for us ma be a good girl

OH GOD MMMM I moan as I jerk around under Matt whose still pounding into me and Chris keeps the vibrator on my clit sending my body into overdrive as I cum all over Matt’s dick.

As I come down I start crying the vibrations are becoming to much to fast my hand flys down to grip Chris’s wrist to pull the vibrator off

He slaps me

Mmm mm you promised to be a good girl and keep your hands to yourself

Y-yes I’m sorry I’m sorry

Keep being a good girl for us your doing so good ma

Mmmm Fuck c-can you just turn it d-down a little please please

He turns it down one setting giving me a little time to breathe and calm down

C-can I at-least touch you

Yes ma you can touch us

I move one hand onto Matt’s chest running my hands down it scratching marks down it as my other hand locks in Chris hair not too tight but enough to make him groan

Fu-Fuck feels so good

Yeah are we making you feel good ma

S-so good so fucking good

Such a good girl being so good for us

Fuck Chris turn it back up I wanna feel her clenching around me again

W-WAIT PLEASE N..

I get cut off by the vibrator going to max volume causing my breathe to hitch and my entire body to shake .

OH MY GOD I C-CANT PLEASE I …

Give me one more I’m getting close I promise ma

Mmmm Fuck okay okay

Chris starts sucking on my neck creating more hickeys in spots that didn’t have them from earlier

I pull on his hair tighter as he comes up and places his lips on mine bringing me into a messy hot make out

I moan into his mouth as I feel my hopefully final orgasm moving in slowly .

As I feel my breathing pick up I pull away and keep eyes contact as I whine and whimper as he watches me struggle with a smirk on his face

God you look so beautiful all fucked out and whiny

F-Fuck I’m so close oh my god

Go on give us one more ma I know you can do it

I close my eyes but they shoot open when Chris hand come around my throat .

Look at me while you cum . I wanna watch you fall apart

Mmmm Fuck I’m gonna cum oh my god I say as I maintain eye contact as my brows furrow and I bite my lip harshly trying so hard not to Throw my head back and close my eyes.

Come on cum around my cock give it to me slut

As soon as the words leave Matt’s mouth I cum all over him causing his to groan and his hips to sputter.

Chris watches my face contort and I moan as I start to come down from my high.

Matt thrusts as deep as he can as he fills me up with his cum .

Holy fuck he groan out as he fills me and fucks it into me .

Jesus Christ Chris turn it off please please I beg as I stare into his eyes with the most desperate look on my face as tears roll down my face.

He turns it of as he places small sweet kisses on my neck .

Your such a good girl you did so good . I’m so proud of you

I smile at him as I try to regulate my breathing.

Matt pulls out of me causing me to hiss.

My pussy is so sore and my legs are shaking non stop .

Matt flops down next to me trying to catch his breathe.

Chris lays down with his head resting on my stomach .

I play with his hair as Matt places a kiss on my cheek.

That was… fucking amazing

Yeah y/n your pussy is the best I’ve felt in my entire life

I’ve never cum so much in my life and might I just say y’all are huge like HUGE

They both chuckle as they both sit up .

I’m gonna go start a shower so we can all wash up .

Okay I say softly smiling at him

Come here Chris says standing up holding out his hand .

I take it as he pulls me to my feet . My legs immediately give out on me as I fall back but he catches me .

Okay Bambi come here he says hoisting me up holding under my thighs

I laugh at his joke put smack him lightly on the arm .

Don’t call me that and just so you know this is yours and his fault just remember that

Oh trust me I’ll remember this forever

Oh shut up

You wanna drop the attitude or keep it and have to crawl to the bathroom

I bring one hand to my mouth acting like I’m locking it and throwing away the key

He just smiles at me before walking us both to the bathroom

As we enter Matt is turned back facing us as he feels the water temperature making sure it’s hot enough.

I gasp as I look at his back.

W-what what’s wrong

N-nothing just your back I’m sorry I didn’t realize I was scratching that deep

No don’t apologize I loved every second of if

Okay whatever you say

Come on pretty girl let’s get into the shower Matt says walking over as Chris sets me down and Matt carries me into the shower as Chris steps out of his boxers following .

Matt hisses a bit as the water hits his back

See I told you they were deep

No I’m fine it just stings a bit

Mhmmmm

Chris holds me from behind at he pumps some shampoo in his hands and begins washing my hair causing me to sigh at how good it feels to have some one wash it for me .

Matt spins me into the water so I can rinse it out then spins me back so Chris can put the conditioner in as Matt lathers my body in body wash .

It’s feels nice to be pampered like this after what you guys just did to me

Oh yeah has no one ever taken care of you like this after

Nope usually then fuck me they cum then leave

Wtf typa Assholes have you been meeting around here

Ones who never heard from me again tbh y’all are the first people I’ve had sex with in a couple years

Wait really why

Well for one I got tired of feeling used and also tired of guys using me for their pleasure and me never getting anything out of it . All the guys I’ve met only care about them finishing but never me . I spent a lot of night alone crying feeling like shit about myself for even fucking with them at all

Im sorry y/n they were Assholes they didn’t deserve you at all he says pulling me into a hug

I smile into his chest

Thank you guys really I’ve never felt so taken care of by 1 guy let alone two

Of course we wouldn’t treat you any other way

I’m gonna be honest I did not think this is how it would go my first time meeting you guys

How did you think it would go

Well I thought I would possibly see you guys at the concert maybe see you walk by ask for a picture and that would be it

I mean understandable but come on your so beautiful we couldn’t have been able to resist you either way

I laugh a little bit as Matt turns me to rinse my body and the conditioner out of my hair.

I’m very glad you guys decided to come back here with me not just because you know you just fucked the shit out of me but because I like being around you guys your so… genuine and sweet to me

They both smiled at me

Of course gorgeous we like being around you too

I smile back as they wash them selves off making me laugh a little .

What’s so funny

Oh nothing your just gonna smell like a girl and that makes me laugh

Oh whatever it beats smelling sweaty and gross

Very true

Chris turns off the water as we all step out to dry off . My legs are still shaky and sore but I can slightly walk normal minus the fuck ass limp I got .

They both laugh at me as I walk to my closet

Stop laughing at me you assholes

Sorry your limp is just so bad

Yeah well I can thank the both of you for that

Oh yeah your very welcome

I flick them both of as I grab just a new pair of underwear and slip them on then limp back to get into bed.

They both lay in their boxers .

It’s kinda hot it the room givin we’re all snuggled up under the covers of my king size bed .

Hey can one of you get up and turn the fan on and shut the lights off I say as I yawn

Mhm I’ll do it Chris says making his way to the switches turning the lights off and turning the fan on .

Matt pulls me into him as he nuzzled his head into the crook of my neck .

What time is it he asks in deep sleepy voice

Uh I don’t know Chris what time is it

Umm 4:30

WHAT

Jesus y/n you almost bursted my ear drum Matt says smacking me in the side lightly

Sorryyyy but 4:30 that’s means y’all fucked me for like 4 hours

Uhh yeah seems that way

Jesus y’all got some stamina

Mm meh I guess so

You guess bitch I’ve never had sex for longer than 30 minutes

Well I guess today was your lucky day

Yeah I’d say . No wonder I’m so fucking sore I just got railed for 4 hours

They both chuckle as we all lay dozing off and before I know it we all pass tf out until 5 pm the next day when I hear my bedroom door burst open.

Y/N I GOTTA TELL YOU WTF HE TRIED TO …

I stare at her half asleep as the two boys on either side of me wake up looking at me then her

Well I um … sorry we’ll talk later she says with a smirk slowly walking out

Oh god that’s so embarrassing

What’s embarrassing

She just walked in on me pretty much naked in bed with two guys

Oh that’s not embarrassing

Yeah I guess not since it’s you guys

What’s that mean

Oh nothing I’m still tired can we go back to sleep

Yeah same let’s go back to sleep

Don’t gotta tell me twice

we all fall back asleep

THE END 💋

[onceuponaoneshotfanfic]

It's Flawless, Really Something

Roy Kent x Teacher!Reader

Warnings: Language, flirting, a pervy parent, non-academic activities in the classroom

2.6k words

Teach Me Tonight Masterlist

“Did you save me that biscuit?”

Roy Kent leaned forward, hands on the plastic table, and smiled at you. His eyes were bright, and his black leather jacket hugged him deliciously; he was perfect, you thought. Stupidly, ridiculously, wonderfully perfect.

“Only if you’ve got exact change,” you managed to joke, holding out your outstretched hand.

Roy looked surprised at your teasing reply. Surprised, but also pleased. After your talk with Leanne, you’d made the terrifying decision that you were going to flirt with Roy Kent. You liked him, you knew that much. He clearly liked you, at least a little. And if he was ever going to ask him out, he, like any other man, needed a little encouragement.

With a content chuckle, the coach reached into his pocket and pulled out a couple of quid, definitely more than the cost of one chocolate chip cookie. He pressed the money into your hand, curling your fingers into a fist as his warm grip lingered.

Despite your immediately wavering bravery, you held his gaze, not caring that he could probably see the way you gulped at his touch. “That’s a little too much, Coach,” you hummed.

“Consider the rest a tip,” he answered, giving your hand a squeeze before letting go. “For exemplary service.” He tilted his head at you. “How long’re you here for? Do they let you take a break, or do I need to call the union?”

“Maybe another half hour and then I’m pretty much done.” You smiled, not caring that there were students, and parents, and other teachers flittering around. “Why? You want to buy me a lemonade or something?”

He shrugged and picked up a chocolate chip cookie. “Or something,” he echoed with a wink. “Have fun.”

You watched unabashedly as he walked away, to where his sister and Phoebe were waiting for him. He handed the cookie to a bouncy Phoebe, while his sister waggled her eyebrows at him. Roy gave his sister a shove before glancing back at you, his smile widening when he caught you staring.

As you were wondering whether Leanne would kill you if you left her alone, Mrs. Seling rushed over mischief all over her face.

“Teresa’s dog got sick,” she said in place of a greeting. “We need someone in the dunk tank, just for twenty minutes until it’s Mrs. Halpern’s turn. Can you do it?”

Shit. The damn dunk tank. Every year, teachers brokered deals and offered bribes to avoid having a shift on the stupid thing, treating it like the torture chamber it was. The water was gross and weirdly warm. The air was freezing cold when you were soaked. Students lined up in droves to try to dunk their teacher into the water, and, worse, dads lined up to see the results.

Of course, Lee chose that moment to absolutely betray you and busy herself with selling brownies to a student’s grandmother, leaving you only able to smile weakly at Karen and mumble, “I guess.”

So, there you sat, hating the fact that you’d chosen today to wear a light-colored shirt to go with your jeans, but thankful for the fact that your students had terrible aim. Phoebe O’Sullivan stood among the gaggle of children who were desperate to see you fall into the tub of water that you tried not to think too hard about; her uncle stood not far, eyebrows raised in amusement, trying not to think too hard about how you’d look once you got dunked.

Normally, Roy thought of you as cute, pretty, adorable. An absolute distraction. But the thought of you in a soaked shirt, material clinging to your body… fuck, he needed to get his thoughts under control. After all, he hadn’t asked you out yet, hadn’t kissed you yet. But fucking hell, his mind was racing as he tried not to turn into a teenage boy with fantasies of a beautiful teacher in a wet t-shirt.

“Uncle Roy, you should try!”

Phoebe’s little voice dragged him out of his increasingly adult thoughts. “Hmm?” He stared at the ball in his niece’s outstretched hand, quickly comprehending what she’d just said. “Oh. Sure.”

He stepped up after watching one of Phoebe’s classmates throw a very wild pitch. Your eyes found his, carrying a mixture of amusement and embarrassment. He knew he could hit that stupid red target; he was a retired athlete, after all. A flick of his wrist, and you’d be soaked from head to toe.

But he saw the way Jack Price’s dad was leering at you, the way that fucker always did when his wife wasn’t around. And he felt that tightness in his chest again, the tightness he’d had that day at the zoo when he watched that skeeze put his hand on your shoulder. No way was Roy going to let slime see his personal fantasy.

Besides, you’d probably appreciate Roy not dunking you, right? It’d be rather gentlemanly. And you seemed like the type that wanted a gentleman. And Roy wanted to be what you wanted.

So, he gently tossed the ball, shrugging at you when it hit the backboard instead of the target.

“Thank you,” you mouthed, warming away that tightness in his chest. The relief and gratitude on your face was worth looking like he couldn’t throw a damn ball, as well as the fifty pence the ball had cost.

As he pondered how he could leverage his chivalrous gesture to finally ask you on a date, someone tapped his shoulder.

Jack Price’s dad smiled at him, that stupid, sharkish smile, tossing a ball up and down. “Guess you’re not as good at pitching as kicking, hmm?” he joked, as if they were the kind of people who joked with each other. “Watch and learn.”

Your gasp was sharp as you felt the bench disappear from under you and were instantly underwater. Dammit. You’d almost made it the full twenty minutes dry as a bone. Fucking Mr. Price and his fucking cricket hobby. You came back up rapidly, cheeks burning as the kids cheered on the sight of seeing their beloved teacher soaked.

To add insult to injury, Mrs. Halpern stood beside the dunk tank, ready to take your place. You clambered out of the dunk tank, shivering in the approaching evening air. All you wanted to do now was go home, shower, and put on your warmest pajamas. Never mind letting Roy Kent buy you a lemonade. You were cold, wet, and, admittedly, a little embarrassed by the way your shirt clung to your skin.

But you grabbed your things and put on that fake smile for your students who giggled over your misfortune and tried to make a speedy exit. Unfortunately, Mr. Price slowed down your plans.

“No hard feelings, right?” he hummed, eyes everywhere but your face. “It’s for a good cause, after all.”

Instinctively, you crossed your arms, attempting to hide as much as you could. “Of course,” you murmured, making a pathetic attempt to sidestep him.

He blocked your path, eyeing your figure. “Need help with those wet clothes?” he whispered as his hand landed on your shoulder, the way it had at the zoo.

“Oi.”

As you shrugged off Mr. Price’s hand, Roy Kent approached, peeling off his leather jacket. “You must be fucking cold,” he mumbled. Pointedly ignoring Jack’s dad, he wrapped the jacket around your shoulders. “How about that lemonade?”

“Thanks,” you sighed as Mr. Price scampered away. “But I should probably head home. Need a shower after being in that thing.” As you spoke, you did your best to ignore the feeling of Roy Kent’s jacket hugging you, enveloping you in the scent of whatever wonderful cologne he was wearing, a cologne he’d picked out in the hopes of bumping into you today.

“Sorry the jacket’s not more comfortable,” he grumbled, rubbing the back of his neck. “But you can just give it back to me Monday. Keep you warm on your way home.”

You shook your head. “I have a sweatshirt in my classroom. I can just throw that on.” Seeing the slight disappointment in his brown eyes, you swayed forward slightly, batting your eyes at him- something you weren’t sure you’d ever done. “Walk me to my classroom?”

There was that smile. That fucking smile, the one that was bright enough to make you forget Roy Kent’s infamous rage, the perfect smile you wanted to kiss right off his bearded face. He kept on smiling as the two of you slipped away from the fall festival.

He liked seeing you in his jacket. It was just big enough to look cozy wrapped around your shoulders, and he cherished the way you tugged it tightly around yourself. Admittedly, he was a big jealous of the way his jacket got to be wrapped around you. He wondered if it would smell like you when he got it back; probably like the dunk tank water, unfortunately. Maybe he could offer it to you again sometime. Maybe even after a date.

You quickly unlocked your classroom and led Roy in, trying not to flinch when you heard the door close, silencing the already distant sounds of the festival. Neither of you bothered with the lights, instead letting the last of the sun softly illuminate the classroom. Roy followed you to your desk, wondering if you wanted him to leave or stay, and hoping beyond hope that it was the latter.

“Oh, here.” You slipped off his jacket and handed it to him. “Thanks again, Coach. Very chivalrous of you.” Your smile was probably the most confident he’d seen, playful and teasing. It was probably his favorite smile.

“Any fucking time,” he breathed. He was fighting so fucking hard not to stare at you. He knew he wasn’t a married dad like Mr. Price or the others, and he was pretty sure you liked the way he stared at you- but still. He didn’t want to be grouped with them, a creep who ogled you like a piece of meat.

But fuck, you were making it hard. That shirt clung to you like it wanted you even more than Roy did, flaunting the body you usually covered with cute dresses and jean jackets- a body Roy really liked. You pulled your dripping hair up in a clip you found on your desk, exposing a neck that Roy was sure would look great with a few marks on it. And you gazed up at him with wide eyes and parted lips, as if you were going to ask him a question.

He cleared his throat. “You headin’ home after you grab your sweater?”

You nodded absently. “Probably.” You took a tiny step back, hitting the edge of your desk. “You sticking around?”

“Yeah. Yeah, I’m with, uh, my sister and Pheebs.” Despite his best efforts, his eyes wandered. Fuck. “Sorry,” he muttered, wincing when he realized how obvious it was; he might as well be drooling.

You cocked your head at him. “For what?”

He shook his head, ears burning with shame and, if he was being really honest, desire. “For fucking…. Staring.” He made himself look you in the eye, which was somehow worse. “’m sorry.”

To his surprise, you smiled. “Don’t be. I… I like it when you stare.”

“Do you?” His voice was quiet, as if he thought being any louder would scare you off. “Why?”

You shrugged and hopped up onto your desk. “Because it’s you,” you said simply. Feeling dizzy from the way Roy looked at you, you reached out and touched his hand, grazing his skin with the tip of your finger. “You’re… you’re the kind of guy a girl likes to have staring.”

There it was. Since the first day of school, when he saw you in your little white sneakers and jean jacket, he’d been waiting for a clear sign that you were just as infatuated as he felt. And now, in your dark classroom, with your eyebrows raised and your hand on his and your lip caught between your teeth, Roy finally had his fucking sign.

He took a step forward and settled himself between your knees. Watching you carefully, he put his hands on your waist, digging his fingers into the soaking material of your shirt. You tilted your face towards him, finally giving him permission to do the one thing he’d been desperate to do since the moment you met.

Your lips were soft, even softer than Roy had let himself imagine. He had often wondered what kind of ChapStick he watched you apply on warm afternoons; cherry, he realized. Fucking cherry. For the rest of his life, he knew, whenever he tasted cherry, he’d be thrown back to this moment, kissing the pretty teacher in her classroom, amazed that someone so sweet would kiss someone so fucking miserable.

And kiss him you did. You brought your hands to the back of his head, pressing your chest flush against his. His hands fisted at your shirt, tugging it up a little so his fingertips could brush over your soft skin, still wet from the dunk tank, but quickly heating up as you deepened the kiss. Roy let you take the lead; he waited until your lips parted to open his own mouth, and your tongue was the first one to tentatively flick against his.  

He groaned softly into your mouth and let one hand cup your face, thumb caressing your heated cheek. He could get used to this, Roy thought. Used to your cherry-flavored kisses and hands in his hair and body pressed against his, and used to your sweet smiles and shy giggles and bright eyes. He wondered briefly what other things he could look forward to getting used to.

“We,” you huffed into the kiss. “We should go before-” Your breath hitched as Roy’s mouth wandered to your jaw. “-before someone sees us.”

He sighed against your skin. You were right. Roy knew you were fucking right. This was a school. You were in your classroom. As exciting and tempting as it was to keep going, he needed to respect that. After harshly pressing his lips to yours one more time, he pulled back.

“Let me take you out,” he all but begged. “On a fucking proper date.”

Your smile was brilliant. “That would be lovely, Coach.”

He let out a breathy chuckle, the hand on your waist giving you a gentle squeeze. “I think you can call me Roy now.”

“Right.” You giggled, that adorable bashfulness returning, somehow even more endearing now. “That would be lovely, Roy.”

Fucking hell, his name sounded good coming out of your mouth. It sounded so good he couldn’t help pulling you in for another kiss, a slow, tender one.

“Any chance you’re free tonight?” he breathed.

You nodded. “I just need to go home. Shower away the dunk tank.”

Roy did his best not to let his mind wander to that shower. “Right. Right.” He cleared his throat. “And I’ve got to drop my sister and Phoebe at home. Think I could come around at eight?” He kissed your jaw. “We could go get a drink. I can stare at you some more.”

“Sounds perfect.” With a teasing shove to Roy’s chest, you hopped down from the desk and grabbed your sweatshirt from where it hung over your chair, quickly pulling it over your head.

The two of you ambled out of the classroom wearing matching grins and blushes. It was a good thing your classroom was clear across campus from the festival, because it was painfully obvious that the two of you had just been pawing at each other.

“Be ready at eight,” Roy hummed, intertwining his fingers with yours. “And get ready to be stared at all night.”

“Looking forward to it.” You leaned forward and kissed his lips quickly. “See you in a bit, Coach.”

Roy growled at you, a playful, sexy sound.

Your laugh warmed his chest. “Roy,” you corrected as you squeezed his hand. “See you in a bit Roy.”

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