#going through all 🥵 emotion

[smittenskitten]

girldancing. girltwerking. girlgrinding. girlhorny

[icanseethefuture333]

(18+) Pick a tattoo 💉: Receive a message from your next intimate partner 🤤🥵😈

Pile 1:

Shufflemancy -

Dead Wrong by FEMM

Bedroom by Mabel

Thank u, next by Ariana Grande

The Devil, King of Cups, Five of Pentacles, Justice, & Queen of Cups

For the next person you'll be sexually intimate with, it seems that this is going to be a person from your past. This could be an ex or fwb you've been on and off with. You're tired of them emotionally, but sexually, this person is familiar to you. You know you can be with someone else that makes you happier, but you don't wish to start over and explain the ways you want to be touched. I believe this person love bombs through sex 😅. They dote on you and kiss different parts of your body. They love to praise you - "You're doing so good for me right now, is this all for me?". They also enjoy aspects of BDSM (tying someone up, being degraded, etc). There is a inconsistency here when it comes to experiencing pleasure or orgasms. Do you disassociate, pile 1? What is going on? I feel like you have to just lay there and for your partner to use your body to get off. You deserve to feel pleasure, pile 1! Please don't feel afraid of speaking your mind or say what gives you pleasure or doesn't. If this person is not satisfying you in anyway you do not have to stay with them. I feel like you don't wish to give them anymore of your energy. It's as if you wish to say goodbye through sex. I don't see this connection lasting long with this person and the partnership will be short term. There seems to be a big issue with emotional intimacy. You and this person need to heal your trauma regarding romance. This relationship will be a karmic lesson for you both in order to grow.

Pile 2:

Shufflemancy -

Wine Pon You by Doja Cat (ft. Konshens)

Shady Lady by B.A.P

Moonlight Chemistry by Jeff Bernat

The Hanged Man, Nine of Cups (reversed), The Emperor, The World, & Two of Pentacles

Are you a virgin, pile 2? Or perhaps inexperienced? I feel some of you have never been able to have a orgasm before or haven't had someone give one to you. There is like trouble with you getting there. Your next sexually intimate partner wishes to change this! They are so focused on making you feel sexy and feel good. Your partner wishes to have slow and sensual sex with you 😳. "We can take it slow if you need to, I can go all night if that means you need to cum 🖤" phew 😮‍💨! I feel like if this is a man, they have a big dick or they have big dick energy. If they are a woman, then their pussy feels heavenly. Regardless of their sex (or gender), they know how to please you in the bedroom. Their preferred position is missionary, they want to look into your eyes as they fuck you 🙈. Your partner wants to give you the world, pile 2 or make you feel like you're the only person in the world that is special to them. As much as they are a giver, they love to receive also, I'm getting strong switch vibes. They could like for you to ride them or give them head 🥴.

Pile 3:

Shufflemancy -

Web by 070 Shake

Me & U by Cassie

Ur Best Friend by Kiana Ledé & Kehlani

Seven of Swords, Four of Cups, The Sun, Two of Cups, & Queen of Wands

MY QUEER PILEEEEE 👅🌈🖖🏽💦! I am heavily getting wlw vibes for this pile. Your next sexually intimate partner could be someone who is of the same sex~ 👀. If not, they are someone who is androgynous in appearance or is in touch with their feminine/masculine side. They want to eat you out/suck you off soooo bad 😩. I feel like when you meet this person you're gonna know that they're attracted to you. They have a strong sexual aura or they naturally ooze confidence. Your partner is gonna talk a lot of game. "You wanna come home with me? Nobody else here is gonna be as interesting as me." You could meet them at a club or at a bar. This person is talented with their fingers 🥴. You could have a fetish for their hands and they could have a fetish for your feet. They have long fingers or veiny hands. If you're into it - you desire for them to choke you and they want you to know they'll willingly do it 🤫. Pile 3, your partner fantasizes about fucking you with your legs up in the air or with your feet over their shoulders. They are very attentive to what your likes and dislikes are. They could get you flowers the first time you have sex? Or put flower petals on the bed. They are very cheeky but sweet 🥺🥰!

Pile 4:

Shufflemancy -

Fuqboi by Hey Violet

Caught in a Lie by Fatima

Novacane by Frank Ocean

The Hermit, Nine of Wands, Five of Swords, Six of Wands, & Three of Pentacles

I am channeling the lyrics "Do you love me baby? I know you love me baby, yeah I cheated on you but do you still trust me baby? Have two kids now you stuck with me baby"

This is toxic as hell 😭. I feel like your next person you have sex with is going to be someone that your partner knows. There is a lot of cheating involved here. You have given your partner many chances and will be fed up when they lie to you again. This person could be a a rival, nemesis, or enemy of your partner. Is it your ex?! A friend of theirs?! Whoever this third party is, You will decide to get your lick back from all the damage your partner has caused and decide to move onto the next best thing. You have been attracted to this person for a while, but avoiding them because of your loyalty. "When you are done with them, come see me, I'll take care of you." Your partner will feel so betrayed when they find out you and this person are having sex but you will feel the most free that you have ever had thanks to this third party. This person wants to pick you up when you fuck. They could be taller or stronger than you. There is a obvious size difference. Possible threesome as well? 🥵

Pile 5:

Shufflemancy -

I Wish You Loved Me by Tynisha Keli

Dope Lovers by DPR IAN

Beauty And A Beat by Justin Bieber (ft. Nicki Minaj)

Eight of Cups, Five of Cups, King of Pentacles, Ten of Pentacles, & The Moon

Oh wow your next sexual partner is down bad for you, pile 5 🥰! They are literally head over heels for you. They wish to tell you "I love you" but they are nervous about moving too fast in the relationship. Your partner overthinks too much. You and this person could just be fwb or in the talking stage, but they will want to take this relationship to the next level. They could stay up late at night thinking of you, they just get so soft at the thought of your name 🥺 d'awww so cute 🤧. When you both have sex, you and this person could cum a lot 😳? Squirting 💦? It's just very watery and emotional lol, maybe you or this person has water sign placements (Pisces ♓️, Scorpio ♏️, Cancer ♋️). They could be more submissive during sex, but overall they are a giver. They will do anything to fulfill your desire during sex. Omg I'm sorry but this person will cum a lot 😅. Please use protection if you don't want to get pregnant or have a child because you or this person are very fertile. They wish to have a family with you. This is honestly my baby maker pile 🤰🏽. They like your boobs/chest. They want to nuzzle their head into your chest as you fuck them or they fuck you. I am channeling the lyrics from the song "Forever My Lady" by Jodeci:

"We fell so far in love

Now our baby is born

Healthy and strong

Now our dreams are reality

Forever my lady

It's like a dream"

You and your partner could have dreams of each other. There is a telepathic connection here. Are you manifesting them? Or vice versa? This is so passionate lol. I have a strong feeling you will end up marrying your next intimate partner. Their energy is very shy but romantic 💕

Pile 6:

Shufflemancy -

Sweaty by SAAY (ft. Crush)

Good Kisser by Usher

La Luz (Fin) by Kali Uchis

Three of Cups, Temperance, Death, The Lovers, & Four of Pentacles

There is such an emphasis on lips, pile 6! They are obsessed with your lips! Oral fixation 👄? Your next sexual intimate partner fantasizes about making out with you. Smooches with a nice amount of tongue, nothing too invasive or aggressive lol. They could like when you have makeup on and your lips look more plump 💄💋. They think you're a fantastic kisser and whenever your lips press against theirs, it's like they are under your spell. You have the Poison Ivy effect on them! You could meet them through friends or while you are out with your friends. It is going to be some sort of celebration or party going on. Wedding, graduation, reunion, cookout, etc. You could be very artistic or creative and your partner finds this attractive about you. They like to watch you do your makeup, get dressed, or paint/make art. Your partner wants to have back to back orgasms. Overstimulation? Channeled lyrics: "Bumps in the night got me, got me over here overstimulated" - Overstimulated by Jhené Aiko. They enjoy deep penetration 😳. Your sexual partner is very intense lol. They want your bodies to be touching each other and feel every inch of you. "Say my name for me baby, matter fact - scream it." They get so possessive over you. This pile is making me my cheeks burn 🥵! They want to pin your wrists down. Backshots? Omg- pile 6, your partner is going to have you moaning so loud that your neighbors will know their name 😅. The next day will be giving coat and sunglasses like the Wendy Williams meme. You might feel embarrassed about it but your partner will feel proud and cocky 😋. "You weren't complaining about it last night 😏"

Pile 7:

Shufflemancy -

Blue Light by Kelela

Fucked My Way Up To The Top by Lana Del Rey

Girl With The Tattoo by Miguel

Ace of Wands, The Fool, Judgment, The Tower, & King of Cups

Channeled song: Hrs & Hrs by Muni Long. The lyrics to the whole song is very significant, so please go check that out. The part that's standing out to me specifically is:

"When I met you

I knew this was it

I've never been in love like this

A love like ours

I pray for it on my knees

Every night for some hours"

Your next sexual partner has literally been asking the universe for you, pile 7 🥺. They adore you! I feel like in this world, you and your partner have felt lost when it comes to love. As if they have been searching for someone that will fulfill their romantic and sexual desires. They are a hopeless romantic, you are as well, but your faith regarding to find a partner who makes you happy has been fading away. You could believe you will stay single forever because it just seems there isn't anyone who is compatible with you. Pile 7, your partner is going to change this! They want to make you feel bubbly and get butterflies in your stomach again. They love to see you blush 🥹!!! Your smile lights up their day. You could have a pretty smile or they think it is so adorable. Dimples? You could have dimples or only one dimple that they find attractive. They like when you give a sheepish smile and your eyes look at them with love, it makes their day (brb gonna go cry 🏃🏽‍♀️). Channeled lyrics: Girl With The Tattoo by Miguel: "Those innocent eyes, that smile on your face makes it easy to trust you" As for the sex, they enjoy when you initiate it or take action. They are a soft dom. They like to take orders from you but be the one in charge sexually. Submissive romantically, dominant sexually (this would be my dream man fr 😍). This is random but they like your boobs and butt :D! Or seeing you naked in general. They could have a fetish for your body ngl 😅. PLS 💀 Your partner isn't gonna understand personal space fr. You could be getting dressed in the bathroom and there they are 🧍‍♂️ peeping by the door with this expression on their face like ":3! uwu!". Consent is important to them ofc, so you will have to set boundaries on what's OK or not. If you will allow them to they will just walk in at anytime or ask to have sex with you when you shower lol. You could call them a perv jokingly and they'll be like "heh ¬‿¬". I am reminded of the scene from How To Lose A Guy In 10 Days when he pretended to get hurt so he could rub his head on his girlfriend's breasts and they both started laughing. You guys would be that couple that is cute but quirky in some ways lol. They could be big into shower sex? Champagne? They like to do it in hotels. Are they famous? There is something about wanting to get away from the public. Your partner could wish to (respectfully) cum in you or all over your body 💀. They are super messy lol. Your partner wants to fuck you reverse cowgirl style with your hair pulled back. You and your person could fuck like you'll never see each other again. The both of you are very loud. Your partner could enjoy shibari as well. They are a geek for sure. They could like cosplaying and costumes. Hentai 💀? I feel like they watch videos of E-girls or something. I don't feel like they are the most experienced though. So their fantasies could be pretty random 🤔? Like "Hey I learned about this today, would you want to try it?" The sex will be adventurous for sure. You and this person have a very youthful energy. They wish to orgasm with you at the same time. I feel like this will create a soul tie somehow 😗 Sex Magick? They could be manifesting you through their orgasms or you have been doing this as well. The relationship with your partner will be very dreamy. There is a sense of longing or wanting to connect. I feel like you and your partner will be in a long distance relationship. I'm seeing late night video calls or falling asleep on facetime. Cyber sex 💻? Things with your partner will feel pretty new. So it could take some time for things to be more serious on a romantic level, but it will create a new learning experience for you. I'm getting that aftercare is also important for them. They wish to cuddle afterwards or watch a movie/TV show together. "Food at my place ❤? I'll cook for you." Channeled song: Foldin Clothes by J.cole:

"I wanna fold clothes for you

I wanna make you feel good"

Pile 8:

Shufflemancy -

Super Bounce by Duckwrth (ft. EARTHGANG)

How Do You Want It by 2Pac

Rose by Jereena Montemayor

Eight of Wands, Five of Wands, Strength, King of Swords, & The High Priestess

LMAOOOO this is my pile that likes to have angry sex. You could act bratty on purpose so your intimate partner could dominate you. They get so irritated with your ass 🤣! There is gonna be a lot of spankings. Channeled song: Put My Hands on You by Dean & Anderson.Paak: "Face in the pillow, ass where the wind blows" they wanna fuck you this way. You are so noisy, pile 8! Your partner could like to feel, grab, and cup different parts of your flesh when you have sex. They make you feel so good. They like your butt and your thighs. They love when you act bad even when they say they don't 🤭😈. Brat tamer for sure. "You see what you do to me? Is this what you want? You like that don't baby? You're doing so good for me why don't you scream a little more" omggg if this a man they could sound like ghostface 🫣. Their voice is deep and raspy, ugh 😫. You love when their voice gets husky during sex and when they praise but also degrade you 😝. You could like for them to claim you or mark their territory. Hickies? Hand prints (Jack harlow: "I send her back to her boyfriend with my hand print on her ass cheek 🤚🍑") If this isn't a man, then they just have a really attractive voice and are very dominant during sex. Are you a dancer? This person loves to see you dance. They could want you to do a heels choreography, lap dance, or striptease for them. This person is going to be your partner for sure but it's a mess lol 💀

Channeled song: We Cry Together by Kendrick Lamar & Taylour Paige:

"Fuck me, nigga (I'ma fuck you, bitch)

Nah, fuck me, nigga, fuck me (I'ma fuck you, bitch)"

😭 I can't!

Pile 9:

Shufflemancy -

Kisses Down Low by Kelly Rowland

Water by Tyla

Impatient by Jeremih (ft. Ty Dolla $ign)

Ace of Cups, Nine of Cups, Six of Cups, Eight of Pentacles, & Ten of Cups

Channeled song: Shirt by SZA:

"In the dark right now

Feelin' lost, but I like it

Comfort in my sins and all about me

All I got right now

Feel the taste of resentment

Simmer in my skin, it's all about

Bloodstain on my shirt"

I am getting that you and your next sexual partner like to do it with the lights off, dim lighting, or sex in the dark. Very mysterious and seductive vibes here. It's like being pulled into a witch's lair. Your partner could believe you are a siren 🧜🏾‍♀️ or your aura embodies this energy. You are more dominant when it comes to sex. You like to take control. You enjoy fulfilling your senses. Candles? Something about scents or a musk here. Music could be played during sex as well. This person loves the way you take charge, pile 9. You know just what to do. You could like to throw it back or grind on them. Very slow and sensual. They are attracted to your waist, hips, and stomach. You could know how to whine your waistline or move your hips in a way that's enchanting. You could like to tease them lol. Orgasm denial? They hate when you tease. They get really impatient. They are so desperate for your touch 🥱! They want to beg for it, even if they deny it. "Please baby, I'll do anything just let me cum." This person is more vocal than you are. I'm hearing shudders and whimpers. They love when you give them head. It's like you're snatching their soul every time 👻! Your hands are really soft. Handjobs/fingering? 🤭 You are a very attentive lover. You will be more experienced than your partner, they could even be younger than you. They could want to call you mistress/mister or mommy/daddy. They view you as someone nurturing and protective. You heal a part of their inner child through sex. They enjoy when you caress their hair and give them back rubs. Baby oil? You could give great massages. You could make this person cry during sex because it is so emotionally fulfilling. You will find this adorable and want to make them orgasm again. Everything will be so wet and slippery 🌊! When you and this person have sex it's like the flood gates are opened lmao. I see this will most likely be a fling. This message is only for a few, but if you are a sex worker then this is a client.

[javierpena-inatacvest]

Tired

Summary: You had spent weeks looking forward to your date night with Javi, but once the day actually arrives, it seems like everything that could go wrong, has gone wrong. Lucky for you, Javi knows just how to make your day better.

Word Count: 5.8K

Pairing: Dad!Javier Peña x Wife!reader (Reader's nickname is Osita, no use of y/n)

Warnings: SMUT (18+) unprotected p in v sex, bathtub sex (hehehe) vaginal fingering, creampie, praise kink, big ole nasty breeding kink (listen, who am I to deny this man as many children as he wants), alcohol/being tipsy, food/eating, mom guilt, Chucho being the cutest Abuelito, Javi winning the award for dad/husband/dilf of the year 😩🥵

A/N: .... Well. Here we are again 🫠 When I tell you have made a rent free residency in my head... I do not kid you AT ALL. This has been my favorite story for our sweet little family so far. It also may or may not be how Harper is conceived OOPS 🤷🏼‍♀️ I love them, your honor.

Series Masterlist Never Too Late Masterlist

Every day for the past three weeks, you had been counting down to the 19th on your family calendar stuck to the side of your fridge, where the words “date night” had been scribbled in Javi’s messy handwriting. While you loved your girls, it had been a while since just you and Javi had a night to yourselves, so when Chuhco offered to babysit, the 4 of you couldn’t have been more thrilled- You and Javi got an evening alone, and Lucy and Elliot got to spend the night with their favorite Abuelito (Grandpa) at the ranch, getting lots of quality time with the animals, and one too many late night snacks. 

You had been looking forward to this day for weeks, and that’s why when the 19th finally arrived, you couldn’t have been more disappointed that everything that could have gone wrong that day, felt like it had. 

Lucy insisting she help with breakfast before preschool and dropping the rest of the egg carton on your kitchen floor. 

Elliot refusing to nap while Lucy was at school, leaving you with no time to get any of the things done around the house you had planned. 

The dog getting into the bathroom garbage and then throwing up 14 qtips on your carpet. 

The girls having a meltdown at the grocery store because they couldn’t bring home one of the balloons from the end of the checkout aisle. 

Going on an hour long manhunt for Flipper, Lucy’s favorite stuffed penguin she insisted had to go with her to Chucho’s, which ended up being hidden under a blanket in her bed. 

Snapping at the girls out of frustration as they chased each other through the kitchen while you were trying to finish making them dinner. 

Your pounding headache and tired body from feeling like you had been doing nothing but scrambling all day long just to stay afloat. 

And now, with Lucy teaming up with Elliot in their no-nap strike, you hadn’t even had time to shower or get ready for your date by the time Javi had gotten home, leaving you with barely under an hour  before you had to leave to make it to your dinner reservations on time. 

You wanted so desperately to just forget about the shitshow that had been your Friday, but try as you might, you couldn’t help but find yourself in an overwhelmed and grouchy mood. A mood that you did not want to be in on your long awaited date night with Javi, your internal battle of emotions only dampening your spirit further. 

As you heard the garage door open and Javi’s familiar footsteps make their way down the hallway, you fought with everything in you to try and put on the happiest face you could, as if you were going to be able to will yourself out of your funk to enjoy the night with your husband. 

“Hi, Hermosa.” Javi beamed, setting down his bag to wrap you in a hug, pressing a soft kiss onto your forehead before looking down at you in slight confusion, seeing that you were still in leggings and one of his oversized t-shirts, hair plopped up in a messy bun with very little time left before the 4 of you needed to head out to Chucho’s to make it to your dinner reservations. “Listen, baby, you know I think you look absolutely stunning in anything, but I do think the restaurant may be a touch nicer than my 20 year old t-shirt from college.” 

“I know, sorry, it’s just been- It’s been a day. The girls are in the living room playing, do you mind getting their bags and watching them until we have to go so I can shower?” You tried your best to force a smile up at Javi, who was now cradling your jaw in his large palm, tracing his thumb along your cheek. His big brown eyes stared back at you, almost as if he knew there was something off that you didn’t want to get into right now, planting another kiss in your messy hair as you let out a deeper than intended exhale. 

“Of course, Osita. Anything else I can do to help while you get ready?”” 

“No, just that. Thanks, Jav.” 

“DADDY!” Two pairs of tiny feet pattered down the hallway, Lucy and Elliot bolting towards their dad with arms outstretched, Javi now squatting down to greet them with a smile stretched across his face, almost as wide as theirs. 

“Ahhhh, there are my pollitas! C’mere mis amorcitas (my little loves).” Scooping the girls up in his arms, Javi picked up Elliot and Lucy, resting one on each hip, peppering little kisses over their faces, making them erupt in laughter. “Let’s head back to the living room so we can let Momma get ready before we leave for Abuelito’s house, sí?” 

“Okay, Daddy! Will you play horsies with us?” Lucy squealed, wrapping her little arms around Javi’s neck, giving him a hug. 

“Of course, Lucy Goosey.” Javi turned back to give you one last smile as he whisked the girls off to the living room, the sight of him carrying your daughters with such genuine joy and happiness being the first thing that had brought genuine relief today. 

The relief was short lived though, now looking up at the clock to see you were down to 45 minutes to shower and make yourself look like a halfway decent human. You frantically sped through your routine, cranking up the temperature of the water in the shower to as hot as it could go as you tried to wash away the remnants of your day. Unfortunately, the water could have been a million degrees and it wouldn’t have been enough- You forgot you were out of shampoo, having to settle for Javi’s instead, and after trying to speed shave, you realized as you were drying yourself off, you had completely forgotten to shave the bottom half of your right leg. 

You were thankful for the loud fan in your master bathroom, knowing it was enough to drown your tears as you stared yourself down in the mirror, feeling like an absolute mess. You didn’t feel excited, or pretty, or any of the things you wanted to feel before going out on your date. Truth be told, you felt like a shitty, worn down gremlin of a mom who just wanted to do nothing more than curl up in a blanket and hide away from the world for the rest of the night. Taking a long inhale, you shook your head, forcing yourself to wipe the wetness away from your cheeks to finish getting ready, and while with your hair and makeup done, and cute flowy dress wrapped around your body, you looked externally  better than you had an hour ago, internally, you still didn’t feel much better. 

You grabbed your coat and purse, making your way back into the living room to see Javi changed into navy dress pants and sport coat to match, with a white button down underneath, sitting on the couch with one daughter on each side, arms wrapped around them while they read “One Fish, Two Fish, Red Fish, Blue Fish” for what you were sure must have been the 17th time since you had gotten into the shower, considering it was the only book Lucy had wanted to read in the past week. Hearing you step through the doorway, Javi’s face lit up, biting down on his lip as he nudged the girls, pointing towards you. “Pollitas, look. Doesn’t Mommy look so pretty?” 

“You’re so beautiful, Mommy!” Lucy grinned, bolting up off the couch, wrapping her arms around your leg, squeezing it tightly. 

“So pweety, Mommy!” Elliot cooed, toddling over to join her sister, clutching around your other leg. 

You could feel the tears beginning to well behind your eyes again, seeing your little girls attached at your hip and your sweet husband staring back at you, wondering how in the world had given you 3 people who loved you so much on the days you loved yourself so little. You let out a little gulp, trying to choke back your sobs, leaning down to kiss each of the girls on the head. 

“Thank you Munchkins. Not as beautiful as my little chickens or as handsome as your Daddy, but that’s okay. You ready to go to Abuelito’s?” You mumbled through your words, your tone now making Javi’s brow scrunch in concern, giving you that look he gave you when he knew something was bothering you and you were being too stubborn to admit it. With enthusiastic squeals from the girls, they were practically running out the front door to the car, you following close behind them with their overnight bags, Javi following behind you just as closely, desperate to figure out what was on your mind. 

The drive to Chucho’s was fairly quiet besides Lucy and Elliot’s sing-along to the Lion King soundtrack that had been a permanent fixture in your car for the past few car rides. As the girls half babbled the words in the backseat, Javi reached over, resting his hand on your thigh and rubbing soft circles against your skin, giving you that look that said, “I know something’s wrong and you’re not telling me”, you exchanging back with an incredibly unconvincing, “It’s not a big deal, don’t worry about it.” 

As you pulled up to the Peña ranch, Chucho was already outside, waiting on the porch in his rocking chair, his face beaming just as sweetly as Lucy and Elliot’s as they ran out of the car to greet their grandpa. 

“Hola, nietas! (Hi, granddaughters!)” Chucho cooed, letting out a little grunt as Lucy and Elliot barreled into him, squeezing him in their grasp. “How are my favorite little ladies?” 

“Hi Abuelito!” 

The girls giggled as Chucho kissed them both on the cheek, smiling up at you and Javi as you carried the girls bags to the front door. “Oh díos mio, girls. Look at how nice your mamá and papá look tonight!” 

“Thanks Pops.” Javi laughed, setting one of the bags down on the porch. “You still okay if we come pick these two monsters up tomorrow morning?” 

“Monstruos? My sweet nietas? Never.” Chucho laughed, giving the girls a little shake as the two of them giggled at their grandpa. “Come by whenever you’d like. You know I am more than happy to have these two as long as you’ll let me.” 

“Thanks, Chucho.” You nodded, setting another bag down next to the one Javi had placed on the porch. “Do you need us to do any-” 

“Mija, I have everything I need. Don’t worry about a thing. Now go. The two of you deserve a nice night out. Me and the girls will be just fine, won’t we?” Chucho grinned down at Lucy and Elliot, bouncing in excitement. 

“Thanks, Dad. Be good for your Abuelito, sí? I told him if you’re naughty, you’re gonna have to go sleep out with the cows.” Javi teased, kneeling down to the girls level, giving them a little tickle and kiss before wrapping them in his arms. “Te amo, Pollitas. (I love you, little chickens).” 

“Bye girls, we’ll see you tomorrow, okay? We love you.” You joined Javi, crouching down to give your girls one last hug and kiss before they were already halfway through the front door, bursting into Chucho’s house with excitement.

You thanked Chucho again, making your way back to the car, pulling down the dusty, dirt driveway before making your way back on the road. “God, I’m convinced he loves those girls more than anything else on the face of this earth. I’m sure that means he won’t mind keeping them just a little longer tomorrow, huh, Hermosa?” Javi smirked, once again placing his hand on your thigh, giving it a little squeeze before realizing you had been staring out the passenger side window from the moment you had gotten in the car, trying desperately to snap yourself out of the terrible funk of your day you just couldn’t seem to shake. 

You felt the wetness beginning to pool under your eyelids, your breaths becoming shaky and weary, trying to pull yourself together from the tired, guilty and grumpy mess that you were, but it was no use. “Hermosa? You okay?” Javi asked again, confused by your silence, gripping your leg a little tighter, the sweet and gentle tone of his voice being the final straw that broke the camel’s back. You let your tears fall freely, your sobs becoming louder and heavier as you shook your head back and forth, Javi immediately pulling over the truck to the side of the dirt road, unbuckling his seatbelt and pulling you into a hug as you cried against his chest. “Baby. Baby what’s wrong? Hey, shhhh, it’s okay, Osita. I’m here, it’s okay.” 

Javi held you, letting you take your time to cry before trying to prod about the reason behind it, feeling you take long, exasperated deep breaths against him before pulling away, wiping away the tears that had been flowing down your face. “It’s been such a shitty day, Jav. I felt like such a bad mom, and I’m so tired and I’ve been looking forward to this date with you for so long and I’m just fucking exhausted. I’m so sorry. Our date hasn’t even started yet and I’m already ruining it.” It wasn’t long before you were sobbing again, leaning back into the broadness of Javi’s body as he immediately wrapped his arms around you, gently cradling the back of your head as you cried, feeling his own heart break from seeing how hard you were on yourself. 

“Hermosa…” He cooed, pressing you against his chest while he ran his fingers through your hair. “Baby… Listen to me, okay? You are not a bad mom. You are the most wonderful mother in the world to our girls. I have no fucking clue how you do what you do all day long, but there is no one else in the world I would rather have to help raise them with. You are so sweet and patient with them, God, they’re little mini versions of you and I couldn’t be happier. You are an amazing mom, you understand?” 

“It didn’t feel like it today. God, they were so tough today and it was exhausting, I yelled at them today for running in the kitchen and I felt so bad, I just- fuck- being a mom is so hard, Jav. I love it, I do, I love those girls so much, but today I felt like I was running for worst parent of the year award. And now I can’t even pull it together enough for our date that we’ve both been looking forward to. I’m so sorry, Javi.” 

“Osita, you are not ruining anything. Baby, if I get to spend time with you, I’m happy. I don’t care where we go or what we do, if I’m with you, it doesn’t matter. So, that being said,” he paused, tilting your head up towards him, gently wiping away your tears with his thumb, “we’re gonna go home, pick up pizza, open a bottle of wine, sit and soak in the tub for as long as you want to, and then I’m gonna make sweet, sweet love to my beautiful, amazing wife until she knows just how much I love and appreciate everything she does for our family. Okay?” You let out a little huff of laughter, a small smile finally appearing in the corners of your lips as you helped to wipe your tears away. 

“Are you sure? You planned dinner reservations and I-” 

“I’ve never been so sure. I love you, Osita. You are everything to me, and I promise I will spend the rest of my life trying to make sure you remember it.” 

“God, now you’re gonna make me cry even more, you dummy.” You laughed, Javi joining in as you gave him a playful nudge. “I love you too, Jav. You’re way too good to me. I don’t know what I’d do without you.” As Javi’s sweet brown eyes locked with yours, the weight in your chest began to ease, wondering how in the world you had gotten so goddamn lucky. Buckling himself back in, and shifting the car into drive, Javi turned around, changing directions back to home, resting your head against his shoulder. 

“Can we get breadsticks with the pizza, too?” 

“Whatever you want, baby, it’s yours.” 

With an extra large pizza and breadsticks in your lap, the drive back to your house was spent in a much lighter mood than your drive to drop off the girls at their grandpa’s. You switched out the Lion King disk in your CD player for Fleetwood Mac, the two of you happily singing along to “I Don’t Wanna Know” as you pulled back into the driveway of your house. 

You were greeted by your dog, Bear, wagging his tail in delight at your presence from the comfort of the couch, rolling over to show you his belly, Javi gladly obliging in giving him some scratches before Bear gladly put himself back to sleep, curled up against a throw pillow. “Old man could really give two shits about us being home, huh?” Javi laughed, giving the dog one last pat before making his way back over to you in the kitchen, already shoving a cheesy piece of pizza into your mouth. 

“I think he’s just as relieved from a night off from the gremlins as we are.” You laughed, catching a stringy piece of cheese that had fallen from your lips, making you and Javi both chuckle. “Is it bad if we eat pizza and drink wine in the tub?” You raised an eyebrow at Javi, gesturing towards your food, anxious to take a relaxing soak, your tub used more frequently by Lucy and Elliot than either of the two of you these days. 

“Of course not, Osita. Why don’t you get stuff ready upstairs and I’ll bring wine and pizza up? What wine do you want?” 

“I mean… It is date night. Should we break out the nice wine the Murphy’s got us the last time they came over? We did say we were saving it for a special occasion.” You smirked, holding up your half eaten piece of pizza to toast to your failed date night out, you and Javi both shaking your heads in laughter. Javi reached up in the cabinet above the fridge, pulling out the bottle and examining it before getting out a bottle opener and popping off the top. 

“God, the amount of shit Steve would give me to know that this got opened to be drank in our fucking bathtub…” 

“What he doesn’t know won’t hurt him.” You winked, giving Javi a kiss on the cheek before taking the last bite of your pizza. “Meet you upstairs?” 

“Can’t wait.” 

After making your way up the stairs and into your master bathroom, you cranked on the water in the tub, making it hot enough for your liking, but not hot enough Javi would complain about it being the surface of the sun. You thought that you had another set of bubbles to put in the bath besides the ones that you used for the girls, but after digging around in the bathroom cabinet, you had to settle for the bright pink, birthday cake scented bottle Lucy had insisted on getting during your last shopping trip. After the tub was full and bubbles were mixed and foaming, you stripped your clothes, dropping them on the tile floor in a heap next to the bathtub before tying up your hair and stepping into the water, sinking down to your neck and letting out a deep sigh as you closed your eyes in relief. You could feel the tension beginning to ease from your body, taking a moment to sit in the sweet silence before you heard Javi’s footsteps trailing up the stairs, gently swinging open the bathroom door, pizza and wine in his hands and a soft smile on his face.  

“Give me one more second, okay?” Setting down his things on the counter, Javi exited back out of the bathroom, quickly returning with a handful of candles and lighter, placing them around the room and lighting them all before turning off the overhead lights, the light of orange and yellow flames flickering against the walls in a soft, warm glow. 

“Wow, didn’t know I was going to the spa tonight. Very romantic of you, Jav.” You grinned, crossing your arms over the edge of the tub, resting your chin overtop of them as you stared at Javi, now undressing himself of his own clothes, throwing them into the pile with yours. “And the spa has hot naked men bringing me pizza and wine? God, I should come here more often.” You giggled, looking up at him in admiration as he passed you over your plate and glass before grabbing his own and stepping in to join you, sliding down the porcelain on the opposite side of the tub. “Thank you for this, Javi. I know it’s not what we had planned, but I really needed this.” 

“Of course, mi amor (my love).” Javi smiled at you, bringing his slice of pizza halfway up to his mouth before taking an over exaggerated sniff of the bubbles below him. “Why does the bath smell like a birthday cake?” 

“I thought I had other bubbles but the only ones I could find were Lucy and Ellie’s so we have birthday cake flavored bubbles.” The two of you laughed, shaking your heads as you bit down into your pizza, knowing that there was no one else in the world you could be happier to spend a night in a tub full of birthday cake bubbles with. 

After you had finished your dinner and were a few more glasses of wine in, you had shifted in the tub so that you were settled in between Javi’s legs,  resting with your back against his chest and leaning your head back on your shoulder with his hands wrapped around your body, the two of you chatting and laughing away, not knowing or caring how much time had gone by. You had covered everything from Javi’s day at work, to vacation plans, now to Lucy’s interest in soccer, which had been a hot topic of conversation. 

“I know, I was talking to some of the other moms at the preschool about it, and they said they’d have their girls do soccer too, they just don’t have anyone to coach. They’re trying to find one of the dads to do it so they can start in the spring.” 

“Are you trying to get me to coach a soccer team?” Javi laughed, rubbing his hands up and down the length of your arms. “Baby, I know absolutely nothing about teaching 4 year olds how to play soccer, you would be better at it than I would.” 

“Well exactly, they’re 4 Jav, it can’t be rocket science. I think you would be good at it. You know Lucy would whip everyone into shape to make sure they listened to you.” 

“Honestly, she would probably be a better coach than I would.” 

“She honestly would. I’m being serious though, baby! You’re so sweet and patient with the girls. Plus, it’d be good eye candy to watch from the sidelines.” You giggled, tilting your head up towards Javi, biting down on your lip. 

“Good eye candy, huh?” Javi smirked back down at you, sliding his hand down your arm to your thigh, giving it a gentle squeeze. 

“Mmmmhhmmm. I could get to show off my hot, handsome husband and what a great dad he is for his girls. Make all the other moms jealous.” You cooed, shifting your body to face towards him, straddling over his lap, running your hands through the dark curls at the nape of his neck. You could feel Javi’s hands beginning to shift with you, now wrapping his arms around the small of your back, grabbing a fistfull of your ass, kneading the soft flesh in his hands. You tilted your head, letting your lips land tenderly on his before his tongue was swiping in the opening of mouth, the tenderness transforming into a passionate electricity. You let your hands roam down his neck towards his chest, sliding down under the water over his stomach, palming at his dick, already half hard in your hands. “Such a good Daddy, that maybe…” You moaned in between kisses, “Maybe it’s time for you to give me another baby.” 

Javi paused, his eyes going wide at your comment, his jaw almost hanging open as he let out a little gulp, his Adam's apple bobbing in his throat. “Hermosa… Baby, are you serious?” He couldn't help but let a boyish grin escape from his lips, his face lighting up brighter than a little kid on Christmas. 

You and Javi had agreed you had both wanted a third, but decided to hold off until Elliot was past the 18 month mark before trying again. Javi had been dying for another kid, and had been using as much self restraint as he could to keep from asking you every day if the two of you could start trying for your third child after Elliot had turned a year and a half. It felt ironic that the circumstances you found yourself in to ask him if he wanted to have another baby were because of how exhausted you were from the two you already had, but God, after thinking about him coaching that soccer team, there was something about the thought of your sweet, loving husband with another baby attached to his hip that made any ounce of willpower you had left absolutely dissipate. If Javi wasn’t hard enough from your touch, the thought alone of getting you pregnant again was more than plenty. 

“You wanna put another baby in me, Jav?” You smirked, wrapping your hand around his cock, gently stroking it as he groaned, letting his head fall to your shoulder, quietly laughing to himself, almost as if he couldn’t believe his ears. 

“Fuck me…”  Javi hissed, tugging you closer towards him, the sudden movement making water splash over the sides of the tub. One of the hands grabbing your ass snaked around to your front, grazing over your hip and inner thigh before making its way between your legs and circling against your clit. “Fuck, I want to so badly. It’s all I’ve been thinking about these past few weeks, how much I wanna grow our family, give the girls another sibling, see you all beautiful and pregnant carrying our perfect baby again. Will you let me, Osita? Let me fuck another baby into you, Momma?” The pressure of his fingers on your sensitive bundle of nerves had you moaning, letting out a soft whimper as his two fingers pressed deep into your heat, slowly rocking his fingers along the soft spongy spot inside you that he knew made you crumble. 

“Oh my God, yes. Fuck- fuck, I need you to, Javi, please.” You whined, Javi’s mouth now working its way down to your breasts, sucking and flicking at your pebbled nipples as his fingers fucked into you deeper and harder, burying your head in the crook of his neck, the sensation of his tongue and hands making your pussy begin to flutter. The heel of his palm dug deeper into your clit, pressure building in your belly as your hips rocked against his hand, each roll making more and more water overflow onto the floor as you braced yourself, digging your fingers into the skin of Javi’s broad back as that sweet and familiar tingle built at the base of your spine. 

“That’s it, sweet girl, I know you’re close. Give me one on my fingers and then I swear, I’m gonna fuck you so full of me, I’ll get you pregnant tonight.” Javi grunted through gritted teeth, feeling your cunt begin to clench around his fingers, your breathing becoming heavy and shaky as you moaned. Suddenly, you felt the coil in your belly snap, making you cry out as your orgasm ripped through your body, flooding every inch of you with euphoria and pleasure as you reached your peak. 

Javi placed languid kisses and nips down your neck and collarbone as you slumped into him, coming down from your high with labored breaths, finally composing yourself enough to sit up to see the satisfied grin spread across his cheeks, a lustful and mischievous look pooling in the dark brown of his eyes as he stared at your blissed out face. “How much you wanna bet?” You smirked, biting down on your lip before leaning in to tug at Javi’s earlobe with your teeth as you scooted closer over his lap, shifting your body up in the water of the tub to hover over his cock, carefully guiding it to line up with your entrance. 

“Bet what, Osita?” 

“Bet that you get me pregnant tonight?” You mewled, slowly sinking yourself down onto Javi’s length, savoring the sweet sting and stretch of him inside you until you had bottomed out, feeling his tip brush against your cervix. “That 9 months from now, we’ll have one more baby that gets to fill another room in our house?” Gently, you began swirling your hips, letting Javi’s cock stay buried deep inside you, splitting you open in the best way possible, almost making you speechless. 

“Jesus Christ, Hermosa…” Javi sighed, digging his fingertips into your sides, guiding your bottom half as it rolled in his lap. “I’d bet anything, because I’m gonna fuck myself so deep inside you, it’ll take. You want another baby? I’ll give you another baby, Osita. I’ll give you anything you want. My beautiful wife, amazing mom to our girls, fuck- you deserve everything.” 

Moans escaped from both your parted lips as you began to raise yourself up and down along Javi’s length, now punching along the spot inside you that had your mind going numb. His fingers circled against your already sensitive clit as he thrust up into you, the feeling of him all consuming, even as the lukewarm water of the bath swirled between you. You draped your arms around his neck as his free one wrapped around the small of your back, your bodies melting together as one as you pushed and pulled with each stroke. 

You could feel your cunt beginning to clench again, heat blooming in your belly with each swirl of your hips, tugging at the damp curls of Javi’s hair at the nape of his neck as his thrusts became more frantic and sloppy, telling he was just as close to reaching his own high as you were. “Fuck, Javi, fuck- I’m so close baby, oh shit- don’t stop.” You whined into the crook of his neck, pulling yourself even tighter against his body. 

“I’m not gonna stop, Osita. Not gonna stop until fuck you full of me and fuck another baby into you. That what you want, Hermosa?” Javi grunted through gritted teeth, pounding deeper and faster into you with each word, the water from the tub sloshing and spilling onto the tile floor below you. 

“Yes, fuck- oh my god, yes, fuck Javi, oh shit- fuck baby, I’m gonna-ahhhhhhhh.” Once again, your orgasm radiated through every inch of your body, making your legs shake and mind go blank as you cried out Javi’s name, practically melting into him as he continued to thrust into you with a desperate ferocity, close to his own end. Javi’s arms wrapped around your back, caging you against his chest, fingertips gripping in the soft skin of your shoulder blades as he fucked into you, babbling incoherently. 

“That’s it, sweet girl. Fuck, I’m close too, Hermosa. Oh fuck- God, I can’t wait to see you pregnant again. So fucking beautiful carrying our baby. You’re such a- fuck- good mom to our girls, my fucking perfect wife, I’m so luck-ahhhhhhh.” With one final thrust inside you, you could feel Javi painting your walls in his spend, milking himself of every last drop, his breath ragged and heavy as he leaned into you, your chests rising and falling in sync as you came to. 

“Well…” You laughed to yourself, shaking your head against Javi’s shoulder where it had been resting, now lifting up to grin at his blissed out face, “Safe to say we should probably clean this tub out before we let the girls use it again.” 

Javi joined in your laugher, the two of you giggling to yourselves over your antics, peeking over the side of the tub to see the giant puddles pooling on your bathroom floor. “I mean, the water had soap in it, so at least the floor is clean.” Javi smirked, cupping his hand around your jaw, pressing his smiling lips to yours. 

“Clean, really? Not like we need any extra towels or anything to wipe up all the water we spilled all over the floor because now it’s just magically clean, huh Jav?” You teased, giving him a playful nudge, Javi rolling your eyes at your heavy dose of sarcasm. “We probably should get out and wipe all of this up. Any longer in here and I think our future kid is gonna come out just as pruney as we are.” 

“Dork. I’ll clean everything up. Why don’t you go put on pajamas and I’ll meet you in bed, okay?” 

“Javi, I was just teasing. I am half the reason for this mess, I can help clean it up and-” 

Javi silenced the rest of your sentence with his lips, capturing the rest of your words in his mouth. “I know you can, Osita. I want to. Let me clean up. Can’t have you working too hard, Momma. Gotta make sure you stay nice and rested so you can grow baby number 3.” 

“You are ridiculous, you know that? You just gonna magically will me to be pregnant after tonight?” You sighed, laughing as the two of you made your way out of the tub, wrapping yourselves up in the fluffy towels you had left out on the bathroom counter, Javi draping his towel around the both of you as he leaned down to press a soft kiss into your messy hair. 

“I told you, I’d bet you anything. 5 bucks.” 

“5 bucks what, smartass?” 

“5 bucks says you don’t get your period and we find out you're pregnant by the end of the month.” 

“I’ll tell you one thing, if you are anything, Javier Jesús Peña…” You smirked, pressing up on your tiptoes to peck another kiss on his lips, “it’s confident. I hope you’re right, but I’ll take your bet.” 

If Javi was also anything, it wasn’t wrong. Because 4 weeks later, after a missed period and 3 sets of double pink lines on your pregnancy tests, baby Peña number 3 was on their way. So when you handed Javi 5 dollars and a little white box with one of your tests, you couldn’t help but laugh to know that even though your future daughter was the product of a date night gone wrong, it couldn't have felt more right knowing you were lucky enough to grow your family by one more with the man you loved more than anything else in the world.

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[anilovie]

Could I request something with a shy! Reader who has a huge crush on Anakin. And every time they see him, they just—run away. Lol.

This drives Anakin up the fucking wall, because he just wants to talk to them and see their sweet face and hear their beautiful voice. He thought their little crush was cute/funny at first, but as time went on, he actually fell harder. 😌💕

Eventually, he corners them and seduces them into looking at him. Like—cups their jaw with his leather glove and presses his thumb against their throat to force their neck back to look at him. 🥵 And then he just DEVOURS them.

I love your writing sm, by the way. 💕

A.N: I loooooved this request. i could write about this for HOURS. lmk if you want more, sweet anon 💖

CW: fluff, lots of fluff, solely fluff, kissing and requited pining with a dash of fluff, gn reader

WC: 1.5k

♡ Let’s be real. Anakin would certainly know you have a crush on him from the moment it forms.

♡ As the ‘Brotherhood’ book insists, Anakin is better at reading peoples emotions through the force than anyone else. So of course he’d be able to pick up on the way your nerves spike whenever he’s near, the rush of elation coming from you when he walks in the room, the stutter of your heart when you lock eyes and he offers a polite nod in greeting.

♡ He can feel how you stare at him from across the room when you think he’s not looking. Can see the goosebumps on your skin when he ‘accidentally’ brushes you. He can tell when you’re even thinking about him just from the way your heartbreak quickens and you begin to fidget with your hands.

♡ He knows everything about what you’re trying to hide from him.

♡ But you have no idea that he returns those feelings.

♡ It only makes your crush on him that much more frustrating. Because he wishes he could just sit you down someplace and talk to you for hours— stare into your eyes and study the way your face moves when you smile, and frown, and laugh, and cry. He wants to know every inch of you, to study all your flaws and perfections, to know everything about you.

♡ More than anything, he wants to just have you already, raw and real and unapologetically you.

♡ But you’re always making excuses to leave him early whenever you’re left alone. Always turn away when you catch him staring. You’re always crossing your arms or pulling your jacket tighter when he’s near, or hiding behind Obi-Wan, or cutting yourself short when you speak. And if he tries to flirt with you, you clam up and practically disappear in a puff of smoke.

♡ One time, he’s almost certain he made you cry. All he said was that you looked pretty, and tapped the bottom of your chin with his finger. That’s it. But your eyes got all wet and your lip started to wobble, and you quickly turned away, muttering some excuse about being late for an appointment.

♡ most infuriatingly, you’ve only been able to make eye contact with him a handful of times; much less hold it. Your pretty eyes turn wide with embarrassment, your nerves go haywire, and you rip your beautiful gaze away far too quickly for his liking.

♡ And force forbid you have to speak to him. Always staring over his shoulder when he talks to you, or at his chest, or his shoes, or your shoes.

♡ If you manage to get a few sentences out without stumbling over your words or cutting yourself short, he is so proud.

♡ If you’d only just look at him, you would see that.

♡ Though you can never seem to form a complete sentence around Anakin, to Ashoka you can’t seem to shut up.

♡ “Kriff, alright! I get it! Enough about my ‘hot master’!”

♡ In all honesty, you think Anakin merely tolerates you. You’re friends, and you work together, so you think he’s obligated to be nice to you.

♡ the only way you can come out of your shell around him at all is when he makes it glaringly, sickeningly obvious that he’s head over heels about you, too.

♡ Sweet smiles, soft touches, and gentle words of praise and adoration. Constant endearment and doting. It’s endless coming from him, earning constant eye-rolls from Ahsoka.

♡ he always lowers his voice so it’s in that soft, raspy register with you. He doesn’t even notice it, but you do. It’s like he’s reserved all of his gentleness just for you.

♡ most days, he has to call your attention to him, otherwise you won’t dare trouble him. For example, you’re hurrying past him in the starfighter bay, heart jumping into your throat as soon as you recognize that curly head of golden hair, when;

“Hey— you just gonna walk right past me?”

You skid to a stop and turn back around, smiling sheepishly. “Sorry… thought you were busy. Didn’t wanna bother you.”

“You’re not bothering me. You never bother me.”

“Oh…” you laugh nervously, clasping your hands in front of you. His attention pins you to the spot, forcing your gaze to your shoes as you awkwardly rock back on your heels. “So, did you… did you need something?”

“Yes, actually,” he gestures with his head behind him, toward his ship. “Come with me?”

Your gut swirls in anticipation for what Anakin could possibly need to be alone with you for. You’re no genius when it comes to spaceships; you can only hope that whatever it is, you don’t make a fool of yourself in front of him.

Anakin leads you inside to the control room, and then abruptly stops. He turns to you with his arms crossed, intense stare piercing into your face, and comes right out with it:

“Why won’t you ever look at me?”

Immediately, your face grows warm. He gives you no time to even wrap your brain around the question before adding;

“You’re not scared of me, are you?”

As if to prove him wrong, you flick your eyes up to his face, and then quickly away. “I do look at you.”

“That hardly counts,” He scoffs.

It’s worse. He’s making it so much worse. The small space, the forced proximity, the confrontation— your heart is going haywire in your chest, skin breaking out in a nervous sweat. Your mind goes absolutely blank.

“Am I that hard to look at?” His tone is light, teasing, but there’s a hint of seriousness behind it.

“No— no, you’re not hard to look at, at all,” you quickly assure. And because your brain has melted, you add, quieter, “that’s sort of the problem.”

He’s silent for a long moment. And when you sneak another glance at him, you see a grin slowly crawling onto his face.

“Oh, yeah?”

“Shut up.”

“You think I’m handsome, hm?”

“Just a little,” you mutter, arms crossed defensively. “Doesn’t mean anything.”

“No?”

“No.”

You search for the exit, thinking it’s about time you get out of this situation before you quite literally pass out. With every word, Anakin leans closer to you, and your pulse has quickened to the point of dizziness.

“I think you like me,” Anakin’s voice has dropped to a near-whisper, rasping as he leans down close to your face. You’ve shrunk back as far as you can go, almost hitting your head on the control panel above.

You turn your head away, trying to escape him, only to find his arm already braced against the wall by your head, trapping you in.

“Anakin—“

There are so many thoughts flying through your head. This can’t happen— he’s a Jedi— you want him— you can’t breathe— is he getting closer?

“Look at me,” he demands. And it’s like he’s the pied piper: His voice controls you.

Blue.

“There you go,” the corner of his lips tilt up. “Not so hard now, is it?”

“It is hard,” you whisper, eyes welling with overwhelmed tears. “You make me nervous.”

He can feel your fragile will shatter, bringing his other hand to cup your jaw, keeping your head tilted up with leather fingers. Even if you look away, you have no choice but to face him.

“Well, I’m proud of you.” His voice is incredibly soft. It’s not mocking or teasing or anything.

He’s proud of you. Anakin Skywalker is proud of you.

That knowledge coaxes you back to him, slowly, and you see true adoration shining in those glittery, softened eyes. Your shoulders finally relax, shaky breath filling your lungs.

“Please don’t make fun of me,” you beg, giving up on hiding what you truly feel for him. He’s forced it all to light now, anyways. “I know you can’t feel the same. And I’ll keep it to myself. I don’t want to trouble you—“

“Hey, hey,” he cuts you off, hushing softly. “What did I say? You’re never troubling me,” his gaze shifts between both of your eyes, as if unable to decide which to look at. “And who says I can’t feel the same? Who says I can’t feel more?”

Your attention accidentally shifts down to his mouth, and your mind goes absolutely blank again.

“W-what?”

Pretty, plump lips curl into a smile. Mischievous, this time. Knowing.

“What’re thinking about, hm? Tell me, please. What’s going on in that pretty little head of yours?”

His face draws impossibly nearer, you almost go cross-eyed trying to keep looking at him. His breath tickles your lips, and you instinctively squeeze your eyes shut.

“Show me what you’re thinking,” he urges. And with a surge of confidence, fueled by the desire to just take what you’ve wanted for so long now, you lift your chin and close the last remaining centimeters between you.

“Mmm,” he immediately hums, appreciating your eagerness. He smiles against your lips, and it lights your body on fire.

You are kissing Anakin Skywalker.

His lips are just as soft as they look.

You finally know what Anakin tastes like.

These three thoughts are all you can grasp until you pull away too soon, stomach somersaulting from the soft sound your lips make as they break apart. Only he hasn’t had enough. Using the hand on your jaw to keep you still, he captures your lips in a bruising kiss, tilting his head to taste you deeper, harder— he lets his tongue swipe your bottom lip, coaxing you open, wanting to know if you taste this good everywhere— only the feeling of his hot tongue on your lip fills your face with unbearable heat, and you pull away from him with a gasp.

“Anakin—“ you whine, bringing your hands up over his to cover your face.

He’s laughing now, ducking his head so that his bangs cover his eyes. If the lighting wasn’t so dim, you could have sworn there was color blooming on his cheeks.

“What? Too much?”

Again, you’re left speechless.

But you’re not stupid. Of all the words he’d just spoken to you, all of the gentle touches and longing looks in the past, of how he’d just kissed you—

“There’s no need to be so shy around me, sweetheart,” he tries to amend. “I adore you. Everything about you,” he shakes his head. “I always have.”

He couldn’t make it more clear. A tiny, hopeful smile eases its way onto your face, but you bashfully push at his chest. “Okay,” you huff. “Just— just let me breathe for a minute, okay?”

He laughs again, but leans back and returns his arms to his sides so you can gulp in a deep breath. Your face is so hot, and your lips are tingling from his phantom touch. And he’s still just staring at you, unblinking.

“Stop looking at me,” you mumble, and he responds by affectionately squeezing your cheeks between his thumb and pointer finger, stealing a quick kiss on your pouted lips before you can complain.

“Never.”

[turtletaubwrites]

Turtletaub Fic Recs ~ Part 1

This is but a small sample of the incredible One Piece fics, headcanons, and drabbles that I've read on this lovely site, so I will be adding many more lists going forward! Please enjoy, and spread the love to these writers that have given me all sorts of feels 🥰 I've dug through my list, so some of these are recent, and some are from a while ago, but they all deserve a read. Enjoy! | Other Fic Rec Lists ~ | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 |

Ace

Starvation by @wallachianblood ~ ANGST!! Only read this one if you want to hurt inside. Which is why I highly recommend! It tackles grief in such an interesting and uncomfortable way, and it's been stuck in my brain. (Please check the warnings, there's intense grief, angst, discussion death and of cannibalism in reference to romantic love and pain.)

Benn Beckman

When You Had The Chance by @fanaticsnail ~ The longing! The yearning! The "oof, why is this old man so hot?!" 🥵 Beautifully written as always, and now I have ANOTHER One Piece crush 😅

Buggy

@hey-august keeps giving us delicious lil Buggy bits that I can't get enough of! Have a taste: Breakfast, Whimpers

A Favor for the Captain ~ MORE Buggy from @hey-august that is just so stinkin' cute + hot! This two part fic is so well written, and I just adore when pathetic Buggy gets the love! 🤡💜

Corazon

A Reward From Cora by @leakyweep ~ STILL thinking about this. Short but sweet, and my Corazon, my heart, is now occupying my brain in a very different way. I would appreciate some more quiet time please 🥰

Eustass Kid

Kid by @kaizokuniichan ~ Hi, yes, this is so good! This is the fic that finally flipped me over into Kid territory. Now I'm scrambling, trying to figure out how to deal with a crush on this dumbass 🤦🏼‍♀️

Jinbe

Guiding Star by @discordantwritings ~ I didn't know I needed this, but I definitely did. Holy fuck, that fish man is sweet and 🥵🥵 Need me some more of this!

Mihawk

Little Game by @gingernut1314 ~ This is STUNNING. I'm late to the game, so I'm flipping stoked that I have more to read! The first chapter already killed me with how beautifully it's written, how rich the world/story is, and how interesting and lovely both Mihawk and the reader are!

Sanji

3, 2, 1 by @fanaticsnail ~ Ooh, this Sanji fic messed me up in the best way! I absolutely adored the flirty build up, the tension, the angst, and the lovely, smutty finale. Seriously, one of my fave Sanji fics, and you should give it a read!

Baby, It's Hot out Here by @lowkeycasanova ~ I LOVE perverted Sanji so much! Here's another short but sweet fic that carved a smutty little spot into my head. I bet Sanji would learn to make the tastiest popsicles just to enjoy the show 😏

I Can Teach You If You'd Like by @vinsmokc-sanji ~ Yeah, this is cute as fuck. Reminded me of working at restaurants, and having a crush on peeps that had no business being as hot as they were. SFW, and super cute, check it out!

Trafalgar Law (Can you tell I've been on a Law kick for a while?)

Pain Management by @thus-spoke-lo ~ I'm sorry, this fic still keeps me up at night. It has rooted itself into my skull, and I don't think it will ever leave. HIGHLY recommend. (Please check content warnings! This fic contains dubcon elements.)

Beset Fixation by @eelnoise ~ Yeah, Law with the feelings fucks me UP. This is so good, sexy, and emotional. 10/10

Therapist Law by @sanjisjuul ~ Um, hello?! This one has also stuck to my brain, and made me even more concerned for my mental health than I already was. Oh well 🤷🏼‍♀️ It's hot as fuck, highly recommend!

A New Routine, A New Man by @willowhaze26 ~ This is so satisfying, and so hot 🥵 One of the first Law fics I found, and I am grateful for this delightful work 🙏🏼🙏🏼

Hearts and Marks by @escenariosinfumables ~ This is one of the cutest fucking things I've ever read, and I need it to be canon.

Zoro

Rough by @kibblz-n-bitz ~ This is short, but filthy! Dirty talkin, dom Zoro is oh so 🥵

Ways That Zoro Wordlessly Says "I Love You" by @nina-ya ~ Such cute Zoro fluff, I adore him 😭💚 He's just a big sweetie!

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[astrologylunadream]

How they will become obsessed with you 💋🧲🖤 (Pick a card/Tarot love reading)

Hey it's Lunadream!♡ We're gonna dive into a reading on how they will become obsessed with you and why~💭 hope you find your message♥️

(This one gets a little spicy🔥 just slightly darker themes included)

Only take what resonates because the most important thing is your own judgement!♡ (Entertainment purpose only. All rights reserved)

Now, shall we begin~? ^w^ Think of your person, and pick whichever pile that fits the energy you're feeling~🧲🖤

Pile 1🌹

Pile 2 ☂️

Pile 3 🌑

Pile 4 😈

Pile 5 🦋

Take your time and choose carefully with the heart~♡

On to the readings —> 🖤

Pile 1🌹

Sign energy: Venus, Final, Singer, Nostalgia, Weapon, Fire, Water, Saturn, Sun, Gemini, 🦄😢🧜‍♀️🟧

👤Your person's energy: This could be a feminine person (even if male). They have many charms, might be very social or in a certain time of their life where they have a lot of contacts kind of thing. They are sentimental but also fun, and they may very well be into music or singing. They could he a musician or want to do those things, or they may really want to write you love songs. >w< They are very unique and they may have this siren energy about them, alluring and somewhat dangerous beauty. Like one shared glance and it's all over you're head over heels for them haha. For some of you this is someone you talk with a lot, they might love orange or maybe you love orange. They are very emotional but also passionate aswell, they probably cry when no ones around. They are very loving and expressive, I didn't receive direct leo energy but I feel like it's there lol

💋How they become obsessed with you: Vent, Gossip, Options, Us, Chest, Cancer, Earth, 2nd house, Fire, 5th house, 🧎‍♂️☁️🤨💡 So it's highly likely for them to be obsessed with you from what they've heard about you, their friends or people around them might start mentioning you all the time, your person loves it when others tell them things about you because it'll be like their own personal news subscription to you lol.😆 Another thing I feel like if you have many romantic interests or you have a lot of suitors, this person will be breaking their back to impress you LOL. Also I feel like for some of you this person has many options themselves but they will really start to realize how much they need you and you only. If you show your emotional side or listen to their problems when they need it the most, they will really hold onto that. Your sympathy for them will have them hooked for sure, because they go through so many people and no one really gets them like you do. They can get really obsessed with your problems as well and might worry about things you are omg🥺 They can easily become obsessed with the idea of you two in a relationship, they might fantasize about what it's like. They are highly addicted to your emotional support and may always seek for your touch to feel safe and calm. An obsession with your chest is very likely, or that area may be extremely attractive to them. They love your creativity and hobbies, they will be over the moon for things you create. It can be anything you make or do yourself that really gets them interested. I'm definitely seeing that they will be on their knees for you for real omg you give them ideas good ones and bad ones💗😈 but overall they will really become obsessed with how sweet and caring you are because you really are great to talk to for them.

💌Messages from your person: Keep going, There's no point in trying, it's you, I see you, What's up with you? You make me blush, Somehow I can tell, I want to spend time with you. (Aww) Extra cards: Warm, Forgiveness, Holding hands, Bottom, Dominant, Pluto, Water, 10th house, Lilith, 9th house, (Wtf🥵 they're already obsessed with you..)

I hope you enjoyed your reading <3 If you did be sure to let me know pile 1 with the rose emoji🌹~ Thanks for scrolling through, Hugs hugs hugs!! See you in the next reading💞

Pile 2 ☂️

Sign energy: Prediction, Remedy, Humor, Surface, Chest, Aries, Fire, 11th house, 3rd house, Vertex, 🥱💤🤕💌

👤Your person's energy: This person is really cute omg... they have such a light energy about them. I feel this very delicate vibe, are you guys like dating or something?? It feels so soft. This person is a healer for sure, they really care for those close to them. This could be someone you really want to be with in the future, they may also be an online friend or you may talk a lot online, they are like a rainbow after the rain. They are funny and have a good sense of humor, but deep down they are very melancholy. They themselves might need some healing or they wish to heal you, they may have aries energy or maybe they act fun and adventurous on the outside but on the inside they're so soft.☁️ This person might believe in Destiny and fated relationships, they can be an astrologer or into divination. They are into manifestation and good vibes, for some of you your person doesn't get much sleep or maybe naps a lot. They could be very soft spoken or their words just feel angelic!!👼 One or both of you might be pluviophile which means you love the rain.🌧

💋How they become obsessed with you: Karma, Favor, Twin flame, Body, Change, Saturn, Leo, Neptune, 11th house, 3rd house, 🧨💔🥊😚 Ohhh this person is going to LOVE when you show off, they will secretly become fixated on you. They will stalk your social media and they can't resist if you send them flirty selfies lol!😂 This person is seemingly shy but if you give them the signs they need they will be chasing after you ;> Your person will become obsessed with your body ngl it's just gonna happen, they find you extremely attractive too. They believe in soulmates and twin flames all, they will become obsessed with the idea of you being their soulmate, this relationship being fated or devine encounter yeah they really love that stuff. They love when you try different looks and can get easily hooked and each one of them😍 When you do any sort of favors for them, they really feel charmed by that!! When you care for them and give them something to fantasize about. They might become really obsessed with your shoulders/chest or simply the size of your heart (aww🥰) Your hair might be another thing they can't get enough of. Like they really wish they could brush their fingers through your beautiful hair for real~♡ Oh another thing is for some of you this person really likes when you make the first move, and they may also really fantasize about domination or dominating you omg😫⁉️ This person may have masochistic tendencies or they may not be able to resist you if you're that way, they really like fantasizing about like a kabedon or cornering you yeah they really obsess over making moves on you but they're also shy.

💌Messages from your person: I didn't used to feel this way, Don't touch me, Why am I so addicted to you? What did I do? What's the point? You make me nervous, I worry what people will think of us, You make it look easy, (They are freaking out over you😝) Extra cards: Weapon, Shadow, Forever, Art, Pet, Venus, Virgo, 11th house, 5th house, Uranus

I hope you enjoyed your reading!!🖤 If you did be sure to let me know pile 2 with the umbrella emoji☂️! Thanks for scrolling through, Hugs hugs hugs!! See you in the next reading🥰

Pile 3🌑

Sign energy: Work place, Beach, Moment, Demeanor, My love, Virgo, Pisces, 8th house, Water, Capricorn, 🏚🐏🤩🏠

👤Your person's energy: This is a very giving person, they have a huge drive for success aswell. This person has a very cool vibe to them, I bet you really wanna stare at them when they're not looking.🙈 This person may make you very emotional or maybe they have many emotions themselves. This is someone very comforting and you might have known them from childhood or for a long time, this is someone you are very familiar with. They make you feel at home when you see them, they have a soft spot for you even if they seem strict or less forward with you. This could be a situation ship like what is going on?? You two have a lot happening right now, many romantic moments are brewing.☺ It is possible this is a coworker or someone you see on a daily basis or simply think of them often, hence the familiarity. Lol why do I kind of feel like you fantasize about just kissing them on a desk or something like that, like you're really into them secretly😩💞 They are your one true love, and you fantasize about what it will be like having a happy home and family with them... but you might not realize they do this too!🤭 They really want to commit to something deeply and work together with someone.💍

💋How they become obsessed with you: Flower, 2nd house, Kabedon, Girlie, Couple, North node, Leo, Taurus, Scorpio, Chiron, 🟧🎮☁️📵 Okay so they really want you to take them seriously like tell them yes you're the one I want omg😭 They are the type to be really possessive when they're obsessed. They really want your full attention and if you give it to them they will be so obsessed alright??❤ They want to know if this is going to be forever so you have to be direct about it!! If you know what it is you truly want, they will find that very attractive. They would be hooked if you gave them flowers, they would appreciate when you give them things they like. If you take things slow but don't just string them along they will be so into you, like they won't take their eyes off you for real😰 They're like "give me your phone, turn it off and look at me" kind of vibes AHH anyways they may be obsessed with calling you "girlie" or being called that themselves (depending on their gender). They will be hella obsessed with your voice and neck. If you two are a couple or if the relationship turns into a commitment they will be ALL in. They will he all over you if you're a couple, they will really wanna kabedon you and sweet romantic stuff like that. They will try harder for you, and they will want to buy you off with gifts and things you like. Your person will be obsessed with the intimacy between you two, like they want a very deep bond with you that's full of trust and honesty but also secrets shared with just the two of you. They might really like how you look in orange so that could be something that makes them obsessed with how you look in orange lol.🧡

💌Messages from your crush: Care to explain? They're jealous of you, You deserve it, Things aren't going well, Why would I want to? Do you believe in soulmates? You're my problem, Love is a two way thing, Extra cards: 6th house, Ankles, Limerence, Confession, Even, Mercury, 8th house, Scorpio, Chiron, Libra (They really want to hear how you feel, they are so obsessed and want to tell you🥺)

I hope you enjoyed your reading ^w^ If you did be sure to let me know pile 3 with the black moon emoji🌑! Thanks for scrolling through, Hugs hugs hugs!! See you in the next reading💫

Pile 4😈

Sign energy: To the grave, Commitment, Role, Heart, Responsibility, Eros, Moon, 1st house, 12th house, Sagittarius, 🚫🌪😢🤔

👤Your person's energy: This is a very hot person haha you and them both lmao. They are very emotional and mature, they also have a hard time breaking away from things and people. They put a lot of energy into what they care about. This person is extremely loyal and they play a huge role in your life, this is a deep bond you guys have like really deep🥴 You guys show so much passion and wild emotions when you're together, it's like you're transported to another dimension when they look at you haha... this could be an ex or someone you feel you shouldn't be with. They still have your heart, and the feelings are all over the place tbh🤯 One day you're like "Ugh not them" and then next thing you know you're like "Why are they so hot suddenly??😳" They make your heart race and you have many mixed feelings about eachother, there's a lot of tension between you and mystery. You feel like you don't know anything about eachother yet you know the most hidden sides of them omg. This person has a very dreamy and maybe for some of you a rounder face, they have such beautiful eyes. You may dream of them often but those dreams get so wild and crazy like they mess with your emotions omg, you always wake up like "WTF was that dream??" after you dream of them.😳 Just know you turn this person on for real and they have wild fantasies about you.🔥

💋How they become obsessed with you: Routine, Sidelines, Far away, Dragon, Doctor, 8th house, South node, Aries, Mercury, Libra, 🔮🤷‍♂️👍😩 Okay so this person will be really into the darker side of you, aspects about yourself that you hide and fear others will dislike you for. They want to make you feel empowered and good about yourself. I can see that as this connection grows and continues, over time the passion will just grow. You will feel this pull to eachother, they may become even more involved in you if you guys are in a no contact situation. The less you guys talk the more they become obsessed with you lol, they can't stand not knowing what you're up to🔭👀🖤 They desire how direct you are, or when you show that more forward passionate or even aggressive side to you. They may be obsessed with the history you guys may have, or the old you. They can get really caught up with the old you. If some of you guys have been intimate they definitely can't forget it lol it haunts them every night they miss your touch.💋 They can become obsessed with your mind or the way you think, or how you talk to them. They really want to see you unleash your inner self, your raw most uncontained self. This person fantasizes about you when if aren't with them, They want to get you alone and they will be addicted to your love. Another thing I see is that they really find your spirituality attractive, like it's such a turn on for them lol they will really like your secrecy and obsession with them aswell.🤫♨️🔍 They will also love your feminine energy (even if you're male), they can be obsessed with your beauty or feminine qualities also your lower body is an area for them👀🙊🥴 This could have been an old obsession that they tried to stop, their feelings for you could have been problematic so they tried to end them. But these feelings won't fade for you, once they're hooked they can't stop.💀🖤

💌Messages from your crush: I love you to death, I hope you feel better, That's good, You seem so happy, It's worse than it looks, As if, no one loves you like I do, Be honest, Extra cards: Heartbreak, Favor, Vent, Lick, Amusement, 11th house, Virgo, 4th house, Sagittarius, 9th house (Oh my😧)

I hope you enjoyed your reading <3 If you did be sure to let me know pile 4 with the smiley devil emoji😈! Thanks for scrolling through, Hugs hugs hugs!! See you in the next reading🙊🖤

Pile 5 🦋

Sign energy: Trouble, Pain, Secret admirer, Moan, May, Uranus, 5th house, 11th house, Aries, Fire, 😇😓🛏⛓

👤Your person's energy: Oh I'm getting very naughty energy lol this one might get crazy😆 Your person could be born in May or that month could be significant to you taurus/cancer season. This person is a secret admirer of you for sure this could be mirrored too, someone in this connection could be upset or in distress like their emotions are taking them over. This is someone really kinky and they may have a strange mind, they come up with some crazy stuff ngl, this person might not be the most innocect despite the butterfly image displayed. I feel like your person is trying to change their perspective and shift their ambitions, they are creative but they really like having crazy fun especially when you two are alone.🥴🙈♡ They are a unique person and they have great ideas, they can have a very fast mind aswell. There's an aggresive side to them that comes out to play aswell😰You might have friendzoned this person so they like have a super hugely secret obsession with you. They could be someone who is involved with the internet or I'm kinda getting they really like ai. Lol don't be surprised if they ask chatbots for advice all the time haha for some of you I think you met them online but only for some.

💋How they become obsessed with you: Libra, Siblings, Rose colored lenses, Nice, Role, Chiron, Uranus, Lilith, 1st house, 8th house, 👼🦋📸♎ Okay so libra vibes are coming through some of you are definitely a libra or display those qualities and your person likes that energy, soft feminine and fair (can be any gender) I feel like most of you are more innocent. Overall they can become obsessed with your kindness towards others and also you might have siblings or best friends and your person notices how you treat them and they melt🤒💞 So sweet you guys this person loves how dreamy and angelic you are and there's something about you that makes them feel understood. Honestly for some of you this person can get really obsessed with your innocence too like they kind of want to.. let's just say they like how naive you are😈😅 They want to be your first for everything and show you new ideas and strange experiences. They can be obsessed with your physical appearance as well as sensually. This person may fantasize about chains or restraining you😳 They want to take photos of you and keep them forever, this person is most likely already obsessed with you😂 What makes them obsessed with you is your delicate nature and they want to protect you from everything just so they can have you for themselves.🕷🕸 They want to be the only one who can touch you, also they are obsessed with the idea of changing you. They will want to show you experiences that you have never known, ngl they want to be the only one to take away your innocence too💀 The more you go along with them the more they want you, they will be addicted to the way you grow with them. As you both go through everything together and share wonderful experiences, your person won't ever let go.

💌Messages from your person: I'm scared of rejection, What's the point? You really think someone would choose you? You're my problem, You're so talented, You're doing good, It feels so good, I'm fine with it, Extra cards: Sense, Heat, Pleasure, Drive, Mine, Sagittarius, 11th house, Capricorn, Moon, Gemini (Yikes😬🥵)

I hope you enjoyed your reading~☆ If you did be sure to let me know pile 5 with the butterfly emoji🦋! Thanks for scrolling through, Hugs hugs hugs!! See you in the next reading😂💞

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Thanks for reading! \(*^w^)/💌 -Lunadream <3

[sehnsuchts-trunken]

dbf!Jake with a little bit of grey in his hair I'm 🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵 I don't know why that gets me but it does

you understand!!! you get it!!!! I swear this has fueled hours of my daydreams about him, I'm incredibly hyped to share those haha

jake refers to himself in third person once in this, and even though every time i read or write that i have to think about caesar and immediately hate it, jake would absolutely 100% do it so.

top gun masterlist | top gun blurbs

It's late as you stumble through Jake's doorway, your keys clanging against the wall and your shoes thumping to the floor. You can hear the tv playing in the living room, shouts and cheers that have you guessing he's watching a sports game.

You tread through the hallway and knock softly on the doorframe, a bit unnecessarily because Jake's head is long turned to you.

"Hey there", you greet, and you can do nothing at all against the smile tugging at your lips.

"Hey there", Jake echoes, at least an octave deeper than you. His eyes rake down your body - you're still in your work clothes, which is unusual. "D'you want a drink, darling?"

With a sigh, you push off the doorframe and pad over to the couch. Jake puts his beer bottle down on the table.

"No, I'm good. I don't need a drink", you mutter, letting yourself drop right onto his lap. He's freed his hands for a reason after all. "I just need you."

One of your palms steadies against his chest, the other brushes down his jaw, fingertips dragging circles against his skin - against his stubble, it's been a few days since he's shaved (and that truly is your favourite look on him) - as his arms wrap around your waist and pull you tightly to him.

"I'm here", he says with a smile.

"Yeah", you breathe, smiling right back at him. God, he turns your insides into mush. "I know."

He holds you close and settles back against the couch, his eyes focused on yours, content to have you on his lap, to have your hands on him. You can feel him relax by the second as your fingertips trail up and down his face - his jaw, his cheek, disappearing into his hair.

Suddenly, you still.

"Jake", you breathe and swallow hard. "Are you going grey?"

"What?", he mutters, his arms loosening from around you to grab for your thighs instead.

"You're going grey", you repeat, and pray you don't sound half as stunned as you feel. "Baby, you've got a grey streak."

Jake's hands tighten on you. If there was any way, any way at all, to look away from the strand of grey you'd spotted in his hair, you would - but you can't. You can't. There's absolutely no way you can drag your eyes off.

He's going grey. Your boyfriend is going grey.

"If you joke about how old I am now, I'll call your father", he mutters, but there's less joke in his tone than there should be. It takes you a second to realise why.

He's worried.

He's worried you're understanding just how old he is, that it's somehow bothering you, that it's turning you off.

The problem you are having is about the opposite.

Jake's grey streak doesn't turn you off. It turns you on.

You don't know why. You can't explain to yourself why. You don't really want to, either, because you're sure that's just going to end up being some fucked up psychology deep dive. It doesn't matter anyway. What matters is the way your legs clamp tightly around his, the way your fingers fist his shirt.

"Jake", you whisper, finally managing to drag your eyes away from his hair and to look back at him instead. He truly does seem worried - it's just hard to concentrate on that when you feel tingly and hot all of a sudden. But something in his expression changes the very moment you glance at him anyway. You think you can guess why.

You've never been all that good at hiding your emotions. And Jake had read you like an open book from the very beginning on.

Maybe your eyes are glazed over or half-lidded or something, maybe your cheeks are dusted pink, maybe your pupils are blown wide - you'd have to check a mirror to be sure, but you know that there must be something, something he sees that has him raising his eyebrows, that has a grin tugging at the corners of his mouth.

"You're into this", he says, almost as though he can't really believe it.

You bite down on your lip and your eyes flicker back up to the grey in his hair.

"And what if I am, old man?", you mumble, playing at his age after all, trying to get at least a bit of leverage back, even though you already know you'll lose it just as quickly again.

Jake proves you right almost immediately - you can't even comprehend how fast he's turned you around, got your back pushed against the couch and your chest pressed to his.

"You like your old man", he mutters, his breath tickling your skin as you try to calm your racing pulse. Your old man, fuck. That shouldn't make your heart stutter the way it does. "And his grey streak too."

[sensei-venus]

Omg your piece about Robby giving the reader his rings to wear was so cute but that mention of the ring hanging on the necklace and watching when she beds forward 👀👀 immediately thought of riding him while wearing the ring on the chain and him going absolutely feral for it🥵

Just getting on top of him, two of them all hot and heavy already. Robby already stripped down to nothing and Reader has her bottoms off along with her panties.

She's grinding on his hard muscular thigh. Rubbing her pussy all over his skin leaving a wet mess. Moaning and whimpering as Robby just watches. He has the biggest smile on his face as he watches her get all riled up just for him. No one else makes him feel like she does, when she's on top of him there are a thousand feelings and emotions going through him.

His hands running over her belly from under her shirt, fingers digging into her soft rolls. His hands move to grip at her love handles and hips. She's whimpering on top of him the whole time. His eyes look up at her through his lashes. At this point he's panting. His dick is hard and straining against his girlfriends thigh as she humps at his leg. The wetness that spills down his thigh just gets him more on edge.

Moments later she is flinging her shirt off. Leaving her in only her pretty little bra that barely covers her fat tits. It barely contained her massive breasts from spilling out the very top. She smiles down at him, those pretty lips in one of her signature smiles that has his heart pumping.

She slowly peels the fabric off, letting the strap dangle on one of her fingers before it falls to the floor. He smirks at her, eyes glazed over as he takes in the moment. Her tits hang free over him, jiggling as moves her wet cunt off his thigh. Moving to sit over his hard dick which she takes in hand and pumps a few times.

She places it at her slit and slowly moves down it, letting it pop inside with little resistance. They both moan as the heat gets to them. Reader whimpers at the light-burning stretch of Robby’s cock. Robby at the feeling of being in Reader’s tight pussy for the first time in what feels like forever.

Then she's bouncing on top of him screaming her head off. Head thrown back and moaning up a storm.

He can't stop watching the way her tits bounce around.

But his eyes are drawn to one specific thing that has his dick going crazy.

His skill ring hangs between her two beautiful breasts.

It bounces around on the silver chain he bought her not that long ago. It catches in the bedroom light just right. It has his eyes drawn to it the whole time. It sits perfectly on her chest. Calling out to him in some kind of way. It has his mind working on over time.

Something so small has him wanting to pound the fuck out of his chubby girlfriend.

It's almost like it's egging him on the whole time she is riding him.

[forthechubbies]

Our Little Wife

~Princess Under House arrest~ Vol. 8

Mafia BTS x Chubby Wife Reader

Being Korea's deadliest kingpins made seven men into untouchable demons, yet their little wife is made out of sugar and spice?

⚠️Um? Yoongi is a warning on his own as well as (bad boy gone wrong) Jungkook. Hot makeout scene w/ long haired drunken yoongi🥵, Jin's a sweetheart beyond sweethearts, Vulgar Language, Manhandling, and Jungkook is a sexy hot head so watch out!☺

<- Shadows Vol. 7

Your nightgown caught your foot as you rushed to your vanity. You've been cleaned, patched, polish and pampered.

You looked beautiful, a barefaced beauty. A healthy glow to your skin, volume and fullness in your hair-gently brushing your fingers over your face you discovered your nails were fully manicured.

"What's going on?" You lifted your nightgown to find the same result, your toes matched your nails.

All was flawless beside the ache in your wrist, the only thing not tended too, grazing your fingers ghosted over the sore skin-

You hissed with an "Ouch." squeaking out of you.

The sight of Jimin, the very last person you laid eyes on, sent shivers down your spine. Memories came rushing back, overwhelming you with a flood of emotions. The cruel and heartless actions of your once beloved husband twisted your stomach into knots, leaving you feeling utterly disgusted.

Even more so, you shared concern for him, However you do believe that He got what he deserved before you passed out.

But the memories only caused more confusion. Why are you back home? the men knew Jimin? and that man who grabbed you. His eyes...they looked like Kookie's.

To yours and my surprise, One of your French doors was unlocked, You shivered at the numbing temperature and aura of the house, scrolling down the corridor, The wholesome family pictures successfully made you feel like a bit better.

"Kitten?" The echo of a deep male purr startled, Yoongi stood at arm's length he looked sloppy..his clothes were hanging of his figure, hair overgrown into a tousled bun dangling off his broad shoulders.

"Is this finally you? My kitten." He reeks of whiskey. Yoongi calluses grip your jaw bringing your face to his, You grip his button up to keep balance on your tippy toes. "Or I'm finally dying for alcohol poisoning and you're an angel sent to ease my pain as I pass on."

Speechless you stared into Yoongi's heated face to see a long open wound slashed down his right eye, the dried blood still staining his crimison cheek. "If so, Could you pity me a kiss for a heartbroken man." His voice deeply rumbled as he whispered to you before planting his lips on yours.

You gasped. "Yoongi-" ghosting your fingers around his eyes. "You're eye."

Yoongi's large hands ♡ swallowed your chubby waist tugging all of your weight on him. The Innocent kiss turned course following Yoongi's lead as he worked his tongue.

"Mm!" You squeaked against his lips.

His tongue tricks distracted you from those busy hands of his stroking up the curves of your nightgown. You found yourself sandwich between the wall and Yoongi not that you mind-

"Ya! You better not puke on my carpet again, Min Yoongi! Or I'm settling for a divorce." Jin cried, you can't see him but you could imagine the blood rushing to his ears. "Yoongi, if you feeling sick dead outside-" Jin's eyes meeting yours.

Jin's eyes grew three sizes. "Yoongi! You're being too rough-" A harsh shove knocked the wobbly drunken man to the wooden floor where he happily retired. "My princess, Are you hurt? Any of those scratches stinging." He checked you frequently.

Jin quickly settled down placing his large hands on your shoulders, his sorrowful eyes roamed down your nightgown. "Namjoon was right...I should have kept the door locked." He mumbled, the last part before freezing at the loud sound of his husbands coming home so soon..too soon.

In the panic of heavy boots headed up the main staircase, Jin shoved you through your door frame, repeatedly cooing apologies at you as you fell flat on your bum. " I'm so sorry, Daddy loves his princess." You hardly heard him over the door closing with a click. He locked it.

"Is she up yet?" Kookie...

You kept your ear to door.

"No,-" Jin lied. " She's still asleep." You could hear his knuckles whiting from his intense grip on the french door's golden handles.

"What?! It's been three days?! Aren't you fucking concerned-at all!?" Jungkook's satori boomed, startling you on the other side.

You never heard kookie raise his voice maliciously to anyone especially his older spouses.

Jin's temper boiled over much like your bunny's. A loud thump was heard through the wood then a pregnant silence. Jin disciplined Jungkook upside his head.

"How dare you speak to you like I'm one of those punks you beat up, You feral mutt-!"

In seconds, The tip of Jungkook's nose tap Jin's as a horrifying fire burned Kookie's eyes. "What the actual fuck did you just call me?!"

A sudden adrupt shove against the doors sent you hurling into your fluffy carpet once more as fatal squeak falls from your lips. As soon as the cute sound left your mouth, Jungkook released his assault on Jin's collar.

The silence between the two men was deafening til Jungkook broke it with a small whimper. "Creampuff?! Are you alright?!" Jungkook ripped Jin away from your door, swinging opening them open to find you, his startled Creampuff grasping on your nightgown for dear life.

My goodness. You gasped. Nevermind the fact, He completely broken the lock on the doors effortlessly. I don't even think it he realized yet.

Jungkook stood tall before your dumbfounded face, You can admit it's been sometime since you seen your husbands but these dramatic difference in appearance are not for the faint hearted, to yoongi new scar and long hair to Jungkook's entire existence at this point.

He too has quit cutting his hair leaving his to fall to his shoulders , mainly hiding a good some of his face and yet the little droplets shimmering off his tips enchanted you.

It must be raining horribly upon how drained he is.

Jungkook's heavy muggy boots destroyed your ivory carpet as he slowly walked towards your shaken figure in awe. "It's really you?" He breathed, dropping his knees on either sides of your thighs, leaning closer in your face. "It is you."

Your eyes can't stand to look away from the new tattoos decorating the left side of his neck, beautifully paired with the two addictions piercing his lip and eyebrow.

Is this your kookie?

[daddy-suguru]

𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝, 𝐝𝐨 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧

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ghostface!toji comes into your bedroom every night to watch you sleep. One night you try to grab his mask off of his face while he thinks you are still sleeping and you end up with your arms pinned and his big hand around your throat instead 🥵

𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 ⇝ Toji has been stalking you unaware you’ve been watching him through the small cameras hidden around your house. And after two months when you wake up in the middle of the night you try to take his mask off. Only to get yourself pinned to the bed.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 ❥ dark explicit, masochist!reader, obsessed!pervert!ghostface!toji, stalking - reader is aware - but toji doesn’t know at first, jerking off to you sleeping, choking, reader has hidden cameras around their place, recorded sex, knife/blood kink, virgin/sex dumb - reader knows basic parts but hasn’t been horny before nor knows how to fuck, bondage with belts, begging, blindfolded, cocksucking, knife kink, name carving, toji has a blood kink, biting, pussy slapping, light throat fucking and smothering you with his balls, anal with little prep/wrong hole, face slapping, spanking, degradation/prasie/ humiliation, toji is mean for your first time and doesn’t care, mirror sex, caught touching themselves - reader, squirting, hint at a second round

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 ❥ 8.5k - 30min read time

It started off with little things, footprints of large shoes imprinted into the dirt outside your window, the unsettling feeling of eyes on the back of your neck. The random creaks of the floor while they walked around your house. But the damning piece of evidence is catching him on the cameras you have hidden around your house.

You should go to the police station and turn him in. But the fascination you have for the Ghostface killer stalking you along with the streets of your town stops you. And a part of you feels like maybe you should for guilty, for being willing to harbor a killer who doesn’t know you are aware of their late-night usage of your house. Yet the emotion never arises.

The guilt should be there chewing at your gut along with the fear at someone living in your house. But you can’t find it in yourself to panic when you find out that he watches you sleep for an hour every night. His large figure barely moving while standing by your bedside.

Instead, all there is inside of you is a building lingering obsession. Causing you to look into and consume every piece of media about the Ghostface killer. While you watch what your cameras catch of him over and over.

He fills your thoughts every single waking second.

At first, you thought he watched you sleep to make sure you were deep asleep. So he can move freely around your room. But then one night with your dirty panties in hand, he unzipped his pants. Pulling out the part of a man you’ve never seen before. Before using some of the lotion you left on your side table.

Slipping his gloves off before wrapping his hand around his cock, and slowly slides his hand down. And with its length and thickness, the tip of his cock is dangling by the time he reaches the base of himself. Something you’ve never been able to get over, for reasons you can’t understand.

One camera hidden in the eye of your stuffed teddy bear on the side table gives you a full and clear view of him. While he wraps your panties around the head of his cock.

Holding your bunched-up panties over his cock head while he strokes himself with his other hand. You hadn’t seen those panties since. And the thought that he carries them around lingers in your mind.

You don’t understand why the very thought of his heavy cock and his obsession with you fills your mind. While making pussy warm and wet in a way it’s never been before. Leading to a lingering frustration. Which leaves you wanting to confront him about the weird feelings he stirred up within you.

Despite the main reason of he could kill you, telling you otherwise. The same reasoning doesn’t appear in your sleeping frustrated mind. When you woke up in the middle of the night when you woke up in the middle of the night. But instead of pretending to be asleep, you sit up quickly.

Reaching out for his mask, only for him to grab your wrist pinning it above your head. His other hand goes to your throat, crushing your throat crushing your airflow. While he straddles your body.

Ghostface says to you, “Too bad you didn’t lay there till you fell back to sleep. What? You thought I wouldn’t notice when you woke up in the middle of the night. Your little night light makes it so easy to tell.” His heavy gritty voice sounding bettering than it should.

Freeing your other hand out from under the blanket. And reaching for his mask again. Only for him to let go of your throat to pin your hand. While you softly gasp, focusing on catching your breath before saying,

“Killing me would make it harder for you to hide out long term like you have been doing the past two months.” It is a last resort to see if he would spare you life.

There is a pause, and the room becomes uncomfortably quiet. While he hovers over you, his breath would hit your face if not for his mask. You can make out very faint pink stains from the blood that didn’t come out all the way.

His voice comes out low and slow, “You know?” You can hear a grin in his voice when he quickly follows the previous question with another one. “How much do you know?” Your mind quickly goes to the various times he has stolen your underwear and used it to touch himself.

You try rubbing your hands over your body, but nothing came of it. And you want to know why he loves touching himself so much. That thought comes to you while you tell Ghostface,

“I have small cameras hidden around my place. I’ve seen everything, from you watching me sleep, to stealing my favorite panties, to touching that part of yourself. To that time you frantically cleaned blood off my sofa.” His grasp on your wrists tightens, and there is a sharp tingling pain that shoots down your arms.

A soft sound passes your lips before you quickly bite into your bottom lip to muffle it. You had never made a sound like that before; it didn’t sound like a pained cry but a soft moan.

Tilting his head to the side Ghostface asks you, “Oh baby, enjoying feeling restrained? You have a basement, I could tie you up, strip you naked, and have you standing in the middle of the room. With your arms above your head so I can play with your soft body however I want. Too bad I don’t feel like going back out into the dark snowy night just go around to the side of your house.” He slips your hand into his other fist, pinning both your wrists with his large palm.

Picking up the knife he left on your side table. He presses the tip underneath your chin. While he says, “Yeah your guilty now. If anyone finds out about your willingness to harbor me, you’ll go to jail too.” He slowly drags the knife down your throat and you can’t help but whine.

He then says, “You can’t be reaching for my mask. But I’ll keep you around, you can get us food. And me some clothes. We could also fuck around if you want to.” The coolness of the hard blade gives you goosebumps. While a soft tingle that goes straight between your legs.

Adding to the wet warmth and quickly sparking the former frustration. Causing you to ask him slowly, “Tell me why I always get so wet and warm between my legs when I see you on my camera?” The tip of his knife reaches between your collarbones. And your breath hitches.

He lifts his knife in the air, the soft golden glow of your wax burner you use for a nightlight glinting off the blade. And he quickly brings the knife down, plunging it into your side table, sticking it in deep into the hard wood.

You gulp looking over at the knife sticking up right. While you think about the thickness of his arm underneath the dark bagging sleeve of his outfit.

Glancing back up at his mask, staring into the dark eyeholes. Waiting for his neck action. While missing the way the knife felt as it dragged along your skin.

He loosens his grip on your wrists enough to let the blood flow back your hands. While he says, “For the same reason I stole your panties, your horny. And next time I’m cumming on your face and not cleaning it up.” He grabs your phone off the side table. While you softly ask,

“Cum?” Trying to get him to explain a little more. But he says,

“Fuck you really are a sex dumb virgin aren’t you? I mean I never saw you show interest in anyone. And all flirting your co-worker does goes straight over your head.” You whine your cheeks burning while you shift underneath him.

You tell him, “It’s my birthday-.” Before you could finish the phone clicked open. And he goes through your phone, which sparks him asking you two questions,

“You saved the videos of me jerking off? How many times do you watch it?” Looking aside while he placing your phone down and grabs your chin, forcing you to look at him. While you mumble,

“Almost every other day.” That was a lie, you saw it a video day, and part of you questioned why you are so mesmerized by it. There would be days you watched two different ones in a day.

Buying your answer and asking you, “What do you do when you watch it?” Other than press your thighs together. You just stared at the video.

Telling him, “Nothing. It just makes me wetter….it’s getting frustrating more so after I’m done watching the video.“ He places his rough thumb on your bottom lip. Slowly he drags his thumb along the curve of your bottom lip. While he coos,

"Poor little slutty virgin.” Like he is taking pity on you. And the problem you’ve told him about. That you so desperately wish he could help you with. Since you blame him, you whine,

“You’re the one who makes me feel so warm and wet. I was perfectly fine before you came along. Doing weird stuff with my panties and watching me sleep.” The texture of his glove is smoother than you thought it would be. You try to ignore how badly you wish he would never stop touching you.

He sounds like he is mocking you when he says right after, “Getting yourself hot and bothered without knowing how to take care of yourself. Do you want me to fix that problem for you?” You nod and beg,

“Please! Please while you’re living here with me instead of my panties, you can use me. I’ll be a good little slut after you take my virginity.” He keeps calling you a slutty little virgin. And while you didn’t know everything that is a slut entailed you wanted to be one for him. If it meant that you got him to touch you more.

He moves his hand from your and places it next to your head, propping himself up. While he asks, “Do you hear yourself? The filthy things coming out of your mouth. Your so fucking pent up and horny that is making you take like a whore already. Keep talking like that, telling me every filthy thing that passes your little head. Then I’ll keep you.”

Letting go of your wrists and telling you, “Move and I’ll cut you.” You keep your wrists together above your head. While he spreads your legs, before grabbing your white nightgown and bunching it up around your hips.

The cool air on your damp panties gives you goosebumps. And when he leans forward any sense of cold is gone as heat flushes throughout your body. Because of his mask so close to your white panties.

He says, “Fine I’ll keep you, but since you know I’m living in your house, that means I’m making myself more comfortable. And because you have already seen my cock several times. It’s fair I get to see how wet I make you, right?” You nod. But it isn’t good enough, he doesn’t move. Until you plead with him,

“Please look at how wet I am. Want to feel your glove between my legs. And I want to be full, I don’t know what with but I have a wet hole between my legs I want filled up so badly it hurts.” He rubs your soft pussy through your panties. And when he reaches the top, rubbing your clit there is this intense pleasure that jolts throughout your body.

He lets out a groan, "Your pathetic virgin pussy soaked through your panties while I had you pinned.” The way he said his taunts almost came across as a reward. Why else would you want to hear him call your pussy pathetic while you drool through your panties, craving something you know nothing about?

Your mind drifts back to all the videos causing you to ask, “Do I get to see your cock up close since you have your face in my pussy?” Biting into your lip as he sits up and stares down at you.

He asks, “You want an up-close look?” Wanting to hear you ask for his cock some more while he stops on your clit. Rubbing small circles through your panties into your puffy nub. While your toes curl from the pleasure and your pussy spasms.

You whine, "Please! Please ghost face while you’re living instead of using my panties you can…” you trail off your cheeks burning, “play with me instead?”

He grabs the dark handle of his large knife, pulling out of the wood he stuck it into. And you want to lift your head to watch when you feel the tip of it press your navel, just above the lace of your panties.

Slowly dragging the tip along the hip, along to your hip. While you fight the natural urge to jerk your hips away. There is a soft tingling pleasure that comes from cool blade running along your skin surprised you.

Slipping the flat of the knife underneath the lace strip of your panties and slicing it. And after cutting the other side, he slowly peels the panties off your soft pussy. The soft low whistle he makes before he says,

"Your wet pussy doesn’t want to let your panties go. Now if you want me to touch you be a good girl for me. Tell me did you like me cutting your panties off?” You nod, while he places the cool flat of the blade on your clit.

Your breath hitches while he snaps, “Use your words. Does my knife feel good against your slutty virgin pussy?” How did he expect you to speak when he is doing depraved things to your pussy? With his face so close to your dripping wetness.

Softly whining, “Yes, Ghostface.” Not knowing what else to call him. And when he stands up walking towards your open bedroom door you add,

“Please don’t leave me like this. I like the way your knife feels on my skin, it’s confusing why it feels so good. Please Ghostface, play with your slutty virgin pussy.” He grabs four belts that you have over the top of your bedroom door. Before turning back to face you and telling you,

“You really want me, don’t you? I wonder if every time you make this cute frustrated face,“ he points at you, and then points at your phone, "at your phone because you are watching me jerk my cock off. Wishing that you were the one getting my dick instead of my fist.” placing three of the belts on the bed between your parted legs. He ties one belt around your ankle, before tying the other side to the stick of the bedpost.

You say, “I want your cock so badly and I don’t even know why please teach me how to be a good slut for you.” He grabs another belt, tying your other ankle up with it. While he says,

“You’re going to call me Toji. from here on out.” All the times he wanted to help you undress after you got back from your shift at the dinner. Which is at most a fifteen-minute walk from your house should you not cut through the park.

Grabbing onto your dress and ripping it in two. Earning a loud gasp as the fabric rips all the way up between your breasts. And just as you are about to ask Toji what he did that for, he rips a shred of the fabric off.

Folding it up and climbing back onto the bed. Where he grabs the two belts between your legs and puts them next to your face. Before he wraps the folded-up fabric around your eyes, he tells you,

"Rule number one, no trying to steal peaks at my face. Rule number two, your pussy is mine and anyone who you let get too close between your legs is getting stuffed underneath your floorboards, dead or alive. Doesn’t matter to me. What does matter is you don’t let anyone else touch my pretty pussy.”

You want to whine and protest being blindfolded since you want to see him in real life. And not just your phone screen. But you bite back the complaints and say,

“This pussy is all yours, no one else makes your pussy as wet and warm as you do.” You don’t think your face could get any warmer.

Toji knows he is drawing this out having you beg and plead for him to touch you. But after finding out that you’ve happily let him stay here the past two months. While he thought you did not know, watching you, while you watched him.

Every single time he jerked off to the sight of your pretty face, you saved the video the next morning onto your phone. Could you not see that you had the rare chance of saving yourself from his obsession?

You could have turned him in and been done with him. Yet you left a spare key by the back door, leaving only a small low light on next to the ground. There were always blankets, and a pillow left behind neatly folded up on the sofa. Which made it easier for him to return it to its original position so it looked like he hadn’t slept on your sofa. You had been doing little things intentionally to make it easier for him to sleep there.

His mask recently got leaked onto the news. So you must know of the manhunt the cops are leading for him. And that your town is very aware of him stalking the streets. Yet you withheld the information that he had been living at your house.

Toji hadn’t been able to stay in one house; he picked to hide out in this long before he found out. So he should have picked up that something was up.

He says, “Based on the video the bedroom camera is in this teddy bear. And the other video angle comes from,” he pauses while he turns on your overhead light and looks up at your vanity. Where he catches the black glimpse of a small camera lens watching through the decorative wooden work at the top of the vanity.

He finishes by saying, “There it is.” He makes quick work tying your wrists to the large wooden pegs of the headboard. And then he stands up, smirking to himself. While he painfully throbs inside his jeans. Which are far too tight for him now.

Seeking relief and wanting to give you a show to watch when he isn’t home. Toji turns towards the teddy bear. Which stares at him with dark beady eyes, with its round cheeks and double chin.

Glancing down at your blindfolded and bound body, spread out. With your nightgown barely clinging to your body and no longer hiding anything from him. He feels some pre-cum seep into his boxers. Which he can now add to your dirty clothes to have you wash instead of stealing some money to go to the laundry mat when is mostly empty.

Slipping of his cloak and dripping it into the floor. Leaving him in his dark short sleeve shirt and dark jeans. Which he unbuttons as he grabs the teddy bear by its gut and points its face at you. So you can see what you look like when you watch this video over later.

Setting the teddy bear on the edge of your side table. Before unzipping his pants slowly, letting out a heavy sigh at the relief. Slowly pushing his pants down and keeping his boxers on. Which hug his cock and balls, giving you a flawless imprint that shows even the slopping head of his cock in great detail.

Cupping his ball and softly messaging them while letting out a heavy groan. While you whine next to him, he chuckles softly before telling you, “Don’t worry after I make you cum for the first time, you’ll get to see my cock.”

Hearing you ask, “How are you going to make me cum?” Makes his cock jerk, the sweet sound of your voice. He adored it, it was one reason he kept you alive after he helped himself to live in your house.

You pleaded for him to use you, even though you don’t know that he wants to cut you up, cover you in handprint-shaped bruises and fill you full of cum. He wants to put his name on your lower back.

“I’m going to block your cameras take my mask off and put my face between your legs. Then I’m going to suck on your clit till your gush on my face.” He should take the time to stretch you out by fucking his fingers into you until you can take at least three of his fingers.

“I want to know how you taste, I want to see you shake while you tell me it’s too much for you to handle. I’m going to need you to say marshmallow if you want to stop. Then I’ll clean you up and your ass is going back to sleep. While I shower and raid your kitchen for food.” He grabs the teddy bear by the neck again, bringing the camera close while he slips his boxers down.

Giving the camera a close-up view of his throbbing cock. He wants you to see every single puffy vein which runs down to his thick throbbing head. Which is getting pinker by the second. When Toji’s cock head slips out of his underwear, thick pre-cum creates small strings that quickly break when he pushes his underwear down his thick thighs.

It’s a pity that you aren’t losing your virginity to someone much more gentle than he plans to be. But the chance to feel how painfully tight your virgin pussy is too good to pass up. You would slowly get used to him while he fucks himself into you, anyway.

You’re quiet, perhaps taking in everything that is happening. So he gives you a moment. While he cups his balls, massaging them while letting out a heavy groan. And then your moment to think is over as he gets on the bed.

Angling the camera towards your face while he straddles your head. Letting go of his cupped balls, covering the bottom half of your face. You made a soft sound that is muffled by his balls. He lays his cock on your face.

“When you watch this video, I want you to rub your clit with your fingers. And if you can’t make yourself cum, then ask me. And I’ll tell you how to play with yourself, for when I’m not here.” He re-arranges himself, straddling your shoulders. His balls hanging on your neck. While he touches the tip of his cock to your lips.

After nights of jerking off to the thought of your soft lips wrapping around him Toji needs to feel our wet mouth wrapping around him. Make sure that the camera has a good view of his cock resting on your lips.

Telling you, “Open your mouth and keep it open, relax your throat. So I feel my cock since you can’t see it.” You open your mouth and when he thrusts his cock past your lips deep into your throat. His heavy, low hanging balls hitting your chin.

The pace he sets is shallow and quick. While his fat cock forced your mouth open wider than opened up for. He says, “No teeth or I’m stopping completely. Let your lips go over your teeth, and suck in your sweet cheeks.” Your cheeks hallow while you groan, his cock muffling the sound.

Your throat squeezes his cock as you gag when he tries to push half of his long cock into your mouth. While the angle your laying at keeps his cock from going deep into your throat.

He pulls his cock out and asks, “What’s your safe word?” The fact you know just how fucked up he is but want him anyway is making this more enjoyable. Since he doesn’t have to hide a thing with you, in fact, he has a chance at having a home with you. One that was warm with your soft, loving embrace, sparkling eyes, gentle smile, and warm pussy would wait for him.

You breathe out, “Marshmallows,” then quickly beg, “but please don’t stop I can be a good slut for you. Please make me your slut.” Toji pulls away, getting off the bed while you whine,

“Please no, I want your fat cock in my throat. I can handle it please Toji.” You pull at the belts that bind you to the bed, keeping you in a starfish on the bed.

He grabs his cloak off the floor and quickly blocks the camera. Before he pulls his mask off his face and takes a deep breath. Which he sets on the vanity before turning to look at you.

The view of your parted legs showing him your dripping wet pussy just waiting for him to use as he wished. He doesn’t want to wait any longer, climbing into the bed.

Settling between your legs and laying down. He bites down on your left thigh and slaps your pussy making you cry. While you try to jerk your legs shut out of reflex. Causing the belts to pull on your bedframe, as it rubs your skin.

Toji says, “That’s it, cry louder, I want to hear every single whine and moan.” And he slaps your pussy again, the wetness smearing on his fingers. You jerk your hips away, pressing them into the bed.

Opening his mouth wide so he can fit your whole pussy in his mouth. Moaning as he does, dragging his tongue up along your slit. He stops at your pussy hole as it clenches. And it takes every part of him not to push his tongue inside.

Sliding his tongue up to your clit. And pressing his tongue flat against your sensitive bud. While you roll your hips, instantly forgetting that he told you to keep still. And for the moment as you get your first taste of pleasure he doesn’t stop to remind you, just yet.

You taste so sweet, the taste of your wetness coating his tongue. And causing him to run his tongue down your slit. Lingering at your clenching pussy while you try to push your hips down. And ask,

“Is it weird to want something inside there?” He pulls away and slaps your pussy before rubbing your lips and clit with his large palm. While he responds with a question,

“Where do you think I’m going to stuff my cock?” He swirls the tips of his fat fingers, but doesn’t push them past your lips. Feeling you clench as if begging for him to slip one fingers past your dripping wet lips.

Already there is a small wet spot underneath you. While your juices drip down your asshole and onto your bedsheets. He smirks at how wet you are getting from the little he has done.

He says, “I should prep you for the thickness of my cock but I want to feel the tightness of your virgin pussy as I stretch it out for the first time. It’s going to hurt but you’re going to be a good girl and beg for it anyway aren’t you?” He dips his head down and flicks your clit with his tongue. While you whimper,

“Toji your mouth is on my nnng you’re so nmmnhhplease tooooji.” You can’t even string together a proper sentence the moment his tongue touches your clit.

Adding more pressure on your puffy clit with his tongue while you grind your hips against his tongue. Only for him to grab your hips, digging his nails in and smearing some of your wetness on you. While you try your best to be still.

Soft trembles run down your legs, as you moan, “Mmnngh there is a pressure ahhnn!” Jerking your hips up causing Toji to pull away as you plead,

“Please don’t stop, I need your warm tongue on my pussy.” Toji wraps his hand around the handle of his knife. Digging the tip by your nipple while he asks,

“Does my dirty tied-up whore want to cum all over my face? Are you going to beg me for it? Tell me how much you need my tongue on your clit. And how I’m going to be the only one who eats out this dripping pussy.“ Dragging the knife and making a shallow cut near your nipple, your blood trickling out.

Making his breath hitch as he moves the knife away. While leaning down and opens his mouth up wide. Biting down on your breast and flicking your nipple with his tongue. He loudly groans while sinking his teeth in deeper, making you whine.

Whimpering to Toji, "I need you to cut me, tie me up, eat my pussy and stretch me out with your fat cock. I want to make you feel better than your hand and my panties do. Mmm please stuff your fat cock inside your virgin pussy.” With his teeth still sunken into your skin, Toji pulls away. While you arch your chest following his head.

Toji presses the tip of the knife to your side, dragging it down. Only piercing your skin as he got close to your hip, creating a long cut over your hip. And the soft cry that passes his lips has him wondering if you’re crying beneath the blindfold.

You ask him, “How does that feel good? You make me feel so funny, I don’t want it to stop.” The thought of your eyes filling up with tears while your pussy gets wetter from the pain making his cock twitch. He places the knife next to you on the bed and grabs your cut hip. Smearing the blood with his large hands while he tells you,

“What a disturbed slut you are, getting off on such filthy things. You look so fucking hot covered in blood. Fuck, you’re making a puddle and drenching your little asshole and I’m not even touching your pussy. Are you so pent up and desperate you are getting off on such sickening acts?” After easing you into taking his degradation for the praise he is taking it up.

You moan, “I’m so wet between my legs. Please I need more. Can I have more of…” You trail off not knowing what to ask for. Before you quickly add, “You, can I have more of you? I don’t care how you give it to me, I just need to feel you please Toji.”

Toji dips his head back down between your legs, he says, “I’m going to teach you every single dirty way to get both of us off. You are going to be the best slut I ever fucked. A slut made just to take my loads of cum.” Sucking your clit into his mouth and rubbing small circles into your puffy bundle of nerves.

The pressure is rapidly building between your legs. And it’s unlike anything else you’ve ever felt. It’s addictive and intense spreading throughout your body and making you shake and tremble. While weird sounds pass your lips.

Toji groans and the vibrations Sending you over the edge so quickly that your mind goes back while you let out a loud cry of, “TOJI PLESSSE!” And as he doesn’t stop the overwhelming pleasure making you try to jerk your hips away from Toji.

You wish you could see what his face looks like. But you would respect his wishes. And maybe one night he might trust you enough. Since he trusted. you enough to keep you alive and let you know a name he goes by.

The tips of his fingers swirl around the rim of your pussy. Never pushing past yet feeling the spasms that make you clench. While you whine,

“Need you inside me please can’t wait any longer.” He reaches over you and second later you feel the cool metal of his blade.

A sharp sting following as he cuts the top of your thigh. While he pulls away from your clit with a loud pop, and he bites down over the small shallow cute he made. As he places his thumb on your clit.

The roughness of his thumb on your overly sensitive clit causing you to whine, “Too much.” He let’s go of your thigh and says,

“That intense high you felt is how you know you just cummed. When your alone watching me jerk my cock I want you to rub your clit till you feel this good. But never strictly your fingers inside of yourself, that’s all for me to fill up. I’ll punish you if I found out you stuck your fingers or anything else inside my pussy.” He pulls his hand away from your pussy and you feel the knife hit the bed beside you.

There is some sound from the foot of your bed, the vanity creaks. And then seconds later he is taking your blindfold off. The bright light of your bedroom bounces off the whiteness of his mask making it harder to see with the blurriness that comes from just opening your eyes.

Just as you are about to say something he unties your wrists from the bed. Which ache from the leather of your belt rubbing them. He tells you, “You can move, and touch any part of me but my mask.” Wrapping your hand around his cock, feeling the softness of his skin in contrast to the hardness underneath.

Tracing your fingers along the thick vein that runs underneath his cock. You look up at Toji telling him, “If I can’t wrap my hand fully around your cock then I don’t think it’s going to fit.” He says,

“Don’t worry about that your pussy is more than wet enough. Once I untie your legs, I want you to be one on all fours with your ass in the air and your attention focused on your mirror. So you can see me fuck my cock into your slutty little pussy.” You let go of his cock, and he moves towards the bed of the bed.

Undoing the belts wrapping around your ankles, but leaving all four belts attached to the bed. While you close your legs and draw them in, rubbing your sore ankles. And looking at the cut on your hip. Which curves with the bent of your hip.

Toji asks, “What��s the safe word?” Getting on the bed behind you, he adds, “Or do you want to keep be nothing more than a set of holes for me to fuck my fat cock into till I dump my cum inside of you?” You move onto all fours, staring at yourself in the mirror. Your eyes are wide, and Toji has blood smeared on your body. While there is a wet spot between your parted legs from where you cummed on Toji’s face.

Your body burns while you watch yourself beg, “Please stuff your cock into my pussy and take my virginity.” While he grabs his knife and gets up on his knees behind you. Cupping your left cheek with a heavy, gloved hand, he spreads your cheeks apart.

You glance up at the camera on top of your vanity which is catching all of this. While Toji drags the knife down on the far left side of your back. He says,

“You are going to be a good whore and stay still while I brand you as my personal slut. And carve my name into your lower back.” He drops his hand from your ass cheek and then you feel Toji’s thick, warm cock rubbing up and down your wet pussy lips.

Pushing your lips back, Toji doesn’t stop you as you try to take the tip of his fat cock. The intense tingling pain makes your nose curl and your back arch up, making the tip dig deeper. While you reflexively pull your hips away, unable to take even half of his cockhead.

He completes the T of his name and you say, “You’ll have to re-carve your name once it fades.” With his cock head between your puffy pussy lips, Toji lets himself go. And he grabs onto your hips. While he lifts the knife off your back, as he pulls your hips back and thrusts his hips forward.

The tip of his cock slips inside you. And you can’t stop the cry that passes your lips. Prompting Toji to ask you, “How bad does it hurt?” Your pussy tightens around him as if trying to crush him. While he uses. his strength to force his cock deep inside you.

Cutting off your reply of “A lot-NNNG!” With a loud whine as your breath picks up with the pounding of your heart. While fire hot pain fills your body as Toji’s thick cock stretches your pussy out.

The coolness of the blade becomes colder against your burning skin. As you Whine, “It hurts so good, it’s so confusing what you doing to my pussy. How does it hurt yet I don’t want it to stop?” He pulls away, till only his tip remains inside of you. And he pauses while your whimpers,

“Nng your thick cock is rubbing my insides and tugging on my pussy when you move like that.” He admires the way your lips look puffier wrapping around his cock. And the sight of himself vanishing inside you as he pushes his hips is so overwhelming he can barely keep his hand still while he carves the o of his name next to the large T.

Finishing the O, the sight of more blood covering your pretty skin makes his cock jerk. While he groans, “You’re getting wetter fucking! Keep clenching my fat cock with your pathetic pussy that only gets off on filthy, depraved fucking. Mmnn such a fucking whore crying for my cock. Don’t be confused just accept your purpose in life as a dumb cock sleeve.”

The way he looked in the mirror, naked behind you beside his mask. With its dark fabric covering his neck. While the longest hanging scrap hangs down between his thick man tits. Which if it wasn’t for you facing away from him you would run your hands over his chest. And covering him in kisses.

Moaning to Toji, “I can feel the way your cock curves inside of me nng!” He pauses with his cock deep inside of you while he carves the J and quickly follows it with the I. Before making a shallow cut between your shoulder blades. And then tossed the knife to the ground.

You feel his gloved finger press against your other hole. Opening your mouth but your words come out as a loud moan as he pushes his thick finger into your ass. While he leans down over your smaller body, pressing his large chest against your back.

Moving his hand on your hip up to your throat. Toji wraps his fingers around your neck, pressing the same sore ring he already made. He groans,

“My handprint around your throat will be like a collar showing those others your fucking taken. You are my personal cumdump, every single night you’re going to be a good slut and take my cock in any of your slutty tight holes. And you’re going to thank me for the chance to be a good whore for me aren’t you?” You can’t answer while he tightens his grasp on your throat. While he fucks his thick cock into you at a fast and rough pace.

Toji’s heavy cock head hits the back of your pussy roughly as if he is trying to push deeper. And you swear he is trying to push deeper into your gut, which you can feel bulge and protrude when his hips hit yours.

Groaning loudly with his head over your shoulder, his body large enough that it’s covering yours. Making you feel so small beneath him, while he holds onto your hips. And curls his finger inside your other hole, pushing your wetness deep inside of your ass.

He asks, “Are you about to cry from me spitting your stupid little pussy open?” When he sees the tear building in your eyes. And when he lets go of your throat the way you let out a strained cry has Toji saying,

“Mmm I hope it’s too damn for your tiny slutty pussy to handle.” He leans back, looking down at your burning back. Where the cuts give you a satisfying sting that makes your pussy throb around Toji.

Placing your hand on your gut, to feel the way he creates a bulge inside your stomach. While he pumps his fingers into your ass faster, matching the strokes of his cock. The way his finger feels pushing your wetness into your ass is strange. Yet you don’t want it to stop, as you clench both of your holes around him.

Begging Toji, “Harder, fuck your thick cock deep into my guts. It hurts so much that my brain is going-aaahhhnnnng!” His cock hits a sweet spot inside you. Which has pulling his finger out of your ass while he groans,

“There is your sweet spot, didn’t want to take my cock out of your pussy till I found it.” He pulls his cock out of your pussy leaving you empty. And before you could even complain his cock is trusting deep into your other hole. While you scramble for the words, you reach back placing your hand on his abs smeared with your blood.

The words that come out are, “That isn’t my pussy, wrong hole Toji. nnng fuck why does it feelsoooogoodtoooootojiwrong-” Your words are slurring together. While the tears blurring your vision drip down your cheeks.

Toji slips off his gloves throwing them onto the floor and grabs your hips. Keeping you from running away from him. While he pushes you fall onto your stomach. His thick thighs press your legs together while you stretch them out. As you lay down with Toji deep in your ass, straddling your body.

Toji asks, “Then why it is taking my cock so well?” Then he quickly reminds you, “Say marshmallows and I’ll stop otherwise I’m cumming inside your ass instead of your pussy so I don’t knock you up.” You wonder how his cum is going to feel inside your white hot burning ass. Which he is pressing into the bed, keeping you from wiggling away from his punishing thrusts.

Lifting your head and look straight into the mirror. Watching the lines on his abs deepen with every thrust. You beg Toji, “Please fill my ass full of your thick cum. Want to get you off and make you feel good. It feels so good knowing that you’re enjoying my slutty ass the way it’s supposed to be used. It can’t be wrong if it feels this good, it’s too much yet not enough. NnnggToji! Fuck me Toji please, please please.” The pressure is building in your gut, despite no attention being given to your clit and pussy.

Grabbing a handful of your hair to keep and holding your head up the moment you try to muffle your cries. He asks you, “Are you getting off on having your asshole fucked? I hope you are feeling my cock still in your pussy and ass tomorrow morning when you wake up. I can’t wait to see you walking fun from me spitting you open.” His heavy balls hit your ass with every thrust.

Moaning to Toji, who moves his hand from your hips to your wrist. The way Toji is pinning your smaller body with a large bulky one. While he fucks himself into your is intoxicating. Biting into your bottom lip as your eyes roll back. While an intense wave of pleasure washes over you.

Letting go of your bottom lip and moaning, “Mmmnng Toji I can feel the veins of your cock pulsing. Nng I’m a dirty slut who enjoys getting her pussy and ass filled up full of cock and cum.” Toji lets go of your hair, slapping your ass roughly, watching it ripple from the impact of his large heavy palm.

Toji groans, “Damn right you are, that’s all you are, a set of tight wet holes for me to fuck.” You shift your hips from side to side while he picks his pace up. And you don’t think he can go any faster. While your heavy bed rocks, the headboard hits the back wall with every thrust.

Thick warm cum spills inside your ass which Toji smears around as he keeps fucking himself inside of you. While he moves his hand from your hair to your throat, which he only holds. Letting go of your wrist and placing his hand on the bed next to your head to prop himself up.

Pleading with Toji, “Don’t stop I’m going to cum again.” You hear a loud moan come from Toji as he keeps fucking his sensitive cock into your cum filled asshole. His thrusts become uneven as he suddenly jerks deeper while pulling out.

Toji grunts, “Fucking cum from getting your asshole filled up now.” He lets go of your wrists and slaps your ass again. While you gush Toji loudly moans,

“My slut. is a squirter fucking shit. Squirting from getting your pretty little ass stuffed. How fucking slutty and depraved are you?” You whine and pout when he pulls away and he is no longer touching you.

You are about to sit up when he tells you, “Lay still I need to clean you up before I take a shower.” And you need to go back to sleep, I’ll be here in the morning expecting breakfast since you know I’m living here.“ By the way, your pussy and asshole ache you are thinking about ordering some food for delivery.

Grateful that you don’t have work the next day, you lay on the bed crossing your arms and resting your head. While you bask in the aching afterglow that has your whole body feeling tingly and floaty. As your mind is hazy with a heavy cloud filling it.

Toji slips off the bed and walks into your bathroom. Where you watch as he grabs the hand towel and cleans his softening cock off. Before he vanishes from the sight of the doorway. Only to appear some moments later with a fresh hand towel that he sets by the sink.

Grabbing the handle of the cabinets underneath your bathroom sink. He opens them and pulls out the medical box you have underneath your skin. Pulling out the small bottle of rubbing alcohol he pours it onto a hand towel you had by your skin.

Coming back into your room, Toji climbs back onto your bed. He presses the wet hand towel to your cut up back, cleaning the blood off your back. With a gentleness, you didn’t expect from him.

Ignoring the soft stinging pain of the disinfectant on your Mumbling your question, "Will you sleep in the bed with me? It’s cozier than the sofa.” He cups your ass cheek, gently massaging it.

“After I shower and eat something I’ll come to hog the bed and blankets from you princess.” The seemingly affectionate nickname makes your heart pound as the sleepiness that was setting in fades.

Asking Toji, “Princess? I thought I was a whore?” Part of you thinks this aftercare is better than the sex itself. While the other part of you wants Toji to fuck you again. Just so you can feel this throbbing thick cock inside of you.

He says, “When I have my cock in you yeah, you’re my fucking whore. But right now you’re my princess, you did good for me.” With the towel in your head, he rolls you onto your back. Before he gets off the bed and then lifts you off the bed, cradling you to his chest. He takes you into the bathroom and sets you down on the toilet, telling you,

“Always pee after we fuck that’s another rule.” Toji lefts you in the bathroom to use it. And he strips your bed of its sheets. You figure he already knows where the spares are after living in your house for the past two months. So you don’t bother telling him as he leaves with your soiled covers.

Wiping and then flushing, you stand up only to gasp at the wobbliness of your legs. You grab onto the corner of the bathroom counter, leaning on that for support. While you move towards the sink where you wash your hands.

Any sense of being awake vanishing as heavy exhaustion washes over you. And you can’t help but close your eyes as you yawn and dry your hands off on the large fluffy towel hanging from its metal bar.

Walking into your bedroom where you stand by your bed as Toji stretched the bedsheet over the mattress. While he says, “You look like you are about to fall asleep standing up. At least you won’t be waking up several times tonight. Since I fucked you straight to sleep.” You merely let out a soft grunt in response.

Too sleepy to speak to Toji, as you grab one of the fluffy pillows. You hug your body while you stare at the bed longingly. And the moment he finishes with the bed sheet you lay down on the bed.

Toji snickers as he spread the heavy blanket out over you. He says, “Sleep tight princess, I’ll bully you again in the morning.” Closing your eyes and letting the heaviness of sleep tempt you into drifting off.

The next morning when you wake up with the memories of last night fresh on your mind. And the warmth of Toji’s body while he lays next to you. His large arm rested over your body pinning your arm to your side.

Your clit and pussy are throbbing at the memory of Toji’s thick cock filling you up. And thoughts about what it would feel like to have him cum inside your pussy, instead of your ass fill your mind.

Biting into your bottom lip and moving your pinned arm slowly. Making his heavy arm move as he pulls away, rolling onto his back. Leaving you free to slip your hand between your legs, touching your puffy clit.

Slipping your fingers down your slit, getting your fingers tips wet. And when you touch your clit again, you can’t stop yourself from letting go of your bottom lip and whimpering, “Toji.” Which earns a grumble from Toji laying next to you.

Jerking your hips while you keep rubbing your sensitive clit. Your finger doesn’t have the warm softness of Toji’s persistent tongue. Nor the soft and smooth texture of his glove but it feels almost as good.

Toji grumbles, “You’re moving a lot for someone who is supposed to be sleeping in.” Pulling your hand away from your clit and then rolling onto your side to look up at Toji, who still has his mask on.

You confess, “I keep thinking about what you did to me last night. I need more of you, I want you to bully my pussy some more like you said you would.” You let your attention drift from his mask down along his body. Stopping where the blanket gives to a large bulge.

Toji says, “Prove it to me by sucking my cock off making my cum be the first thing you eat today.”

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[blueicequeen19]

Can you do a JJ one where they use like whipped cream or chocolate syrup or something? Because ohhh mah lawwdd that would be hot. 🥵

Kiss The Cook

Warnings: none, just fluffy smut

It was your three year anniversary with your boyfriend. You dreaded the day because it came with a lot of unspoken expectations. You both still had to work so you agreed to celebrate that night. Most likely with dinner and lots of sex. JJ Maybank was a romantic at heart but he was still a man. He did most of his thinking with only one head.

Regardless of what day it was, you were still excited to get home and see your man. You wished you'd had the opportunity to shower and doll yourself up but he'd beat you home. Plus you knew he didn't care about those types of things. He wanted you no matter what you wore. Half your time at home was spent in comfy clothes with a messy bun. Tonight would be no different.

You enter your apartment, smelling the delicious scent of a seafood boil. Your favorite food. Your mouth practically watered as you slip your shoes off and set your purse down.

"Babe?" JJ calls from the kitchen.

"Yea! It's me!" You take a few steps towards the kitchen when he rounds the corner, making you laugh out loud at the sight of him in an apron that says kiss the cook.

"You're cooking?" You tease as he wraps his bare arms around you. Your hands find his bare back and you quickly release his nude aside from some black boxers that are covered in pink hearts.

"Hell yea, I'm cooking for my girl. You deserve it after three years of putting up with me. Now give me a kiss." JJ brings you in for a passionate kiss while you let your hands slide down his muscular back and squeeze both ass cheeks.

"Watch it," He warns, his erection starting to tent through the apron, "You don't get that part of your present yet."

"I get more than one present?" You giggle like a schoolgirl before he kisses you again, his own smile peaking through.

"You get lots of presents tonight. Most of them start with an O and end with my name but I know you won't complain." JJ nuzzles your neck, sending chills and fire through your body. You were on the verge of saying forget dinner when he pulled away, leading you to the kitchen. You gasp at the sight before you, glancing from the kitchen to the rest of your open floor planned apartment.

"You cleaned too?" Like you could be anymore turned on. The man was notorious for leaving clothes everywhere but the entire place was spotless. Even the kitchen despite the stock pot full of yummy food you could smell. The small two person table was covered with saran wrap with a couple of forks laid out like you'd seen done at the local seafood boil place you both loved to go to. They didn't give you plates or anything. They just dumped the contents of the boil on your table and you dug in like savages. Lit candles also decorated the various countertops around the kitchen and a dozen red roses were perched in a vase.

"I know, I know. I tend to overdo it." JJ kisses your cheek before moving to the stove. You didn't know whether to look at the romantic set up or his tight ass. Both were tempting.

"JJ Maybank, I think I want to have all your babies." You tease, sitting down at the table as you watch him. He sends you a flirty look before pulling a bottle of wine from the fridge and pouring you both a glass. JJ brings it over, clinking your glasses before you both take a drink.

"I want you to have all my babies." JJ winks at you before the night continues into a peaceful setting of your usual banter and good food. By the time you're done, your eyes are almost heavy from your food coma and you're both buzzed. JJ's face is beat red from laughing and the alcohol, your feet propped up on his knee as he massages your soles after cleaning up the table.

"I could go for something sweet." JJ murmurs, sitting your feet down and going to the fridge. He pulls out chocolate syrup, whipped cream, and a tub of ice cream.

You look away from him, the emotions making your eyes water as you take a second to appreciate what a good man you have. Sure, he's sometimes childish and he can't load a dishwasher and he leaves his clothes scattered through the apartment but he's good and he loves you.

"This is the real gift." JJ announces. You look up just as he sits a hefty bowl of ice cream in the middle of the table. It's piled high with scoops of ice cream and perfectly topped with chocolate and whipped cream. But something sparkly catches your eyes on top and you're almost convinced you're seeing things before it slowly comes into focus. You suck in a breath, your eyes widening as you look to him for confirmation.

"Okay, so maybe I should've thought that through a little better but," JJ plucks the object from the top of the dessert and licks the ice cream off it before dropping to one knee, holding it out to you.

"Y/F/N, you are the love of my life and I'm so thankful to have spent the last three years with you. You've been my best friend for over half my life and I'd like to spend the rest of it with you by my side, as my wife. I know I can't offer you much and I'll piss you off more often than not but you have my heart and I promise to always treasure yours. Please, marry me?" So much emotion washes over you that for a moment you can't do or say anything but stare at him. He cocks his head at you, slightly smirking before you snap out of it.

"Yes! Oh my god, yes!" You cry happily. JJ beams, sliding the ring onto your finger before you throw yourself into his arms. You don't realize you're crying until you pull away from his neck and he looks down at you with so much love and admiration, gently wiping your tears.

"I love you." JJ whispers, tucking your hair behind your ear.

"I love you, too." You breathe, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him in for a hard kiss. JJ immediately scoops you up, turning to sit you on the counter as your kisses grow feverish. He shoves your thighs apart, rubbing his hard length against your crotch as he takes your hair down and fists the nape of it. You moan into his mouth, letting his tongue dominate your own as you grind back against him. You wanted him now more than ever. You were engaged. JJ Maybank was your fiance.

Your clothes end up on the floor along with the few articles of clothing he has on. You reach between your bodies, stroking him before guiding him to your entrance when he stops you, pulling away and shoving you down on your back. JJ snatches up the chocolate off the counter and immediately begins to pour it over your breasts and down your stomach to your mound.

"JJ!" You gasp, just as he picks up the whipped cream next and covers your pussy with the cold substance. Your body breaks out in goosebumps as you laugh, feeling his tongue find the trail he left on your stomach.

"I'm going to get sticky!" You giggle, laughing as he climbs on top of the counter and expertly licks the chocolate off your nipples. You moan, tugging at his hair as he licks and sucks you clean until your entire body is a trembling mess.

"That's the idea." JJ smirks, working his way back down your body and sliding to his feet after leaving you a panting mess. Your clit was throbbing, begging for the relief of his mouth.

"You're so goddamn sweet." JJ's voice is deeper now, the lust engulfing him as he licks a stripe up your slit, locking eyes with you as he coats his tongue in more whipped cream.

"JJ." You moan as he continues to lick and lick until you're squirming, your clit throbbing painfully. Suddenly, he buries his face in your pussy, eagerly consuming you as your back arches off the counter.

It was going to be a long, sticky night.

[nescaveckwriter]

Just One More🌟

Line: Please be quiet, I haven't had enough coffee yet, to deal with this 😱 will be in bold

A/N: YAY! Yet another one done for @jacklesversebingo 🐞 ... I heard the song from 'Little big town' and it was just too perfect, I had this idea, and well it ran away with me . 💕 I sure do hope y'all enjoy this ...💕

Warnings: 18+ Only! Some language🫣, angst,😱 heartbreak,🥺smut.🥵

Characters: Beau Arlen x Female Reader.

Cover: Created by me. Also images from Pinterest and Canva.

Words:2464 😅

The smell of freshly brewed coffee, fills the air, the brownish - gold liquid getting poured into the white cup, stirring in a few drops of milk, as the mug touches your lips, the liquid warms the inside of your mouth, the bold, bitter taste awakening all your senses, almost swirling around the liquid before swallowing, squeezing your eyes shut, trying to hold out reality a little longer, rubbing your fingers over the printed logo, 'M...R...S' a smirk, on your lips, regretting that you took the mug of the set of two 'Mr. & Mrs.' mugs, gold  lettering, like the wedding bands, you were so excited the day you picked it up from the little décor shop, on your honeymoon, looking back now, it seems like a  lifetime ago. The footsteps, coming from the guest bedroom, let's your eyes flung open, revealing the half-open boxes stacked everywhere.

The deep Texan, in his voice, almost echoing through the half packed up house, "Morning" he clears his throat "Uhmm, how do we..." Before he could finish his sentence, you look at him, your eyes throwing darts at his green-hazel eyes. "Please be quiet, I haven't had enough coffee yet, to deal with this"

A little sarcastic giggle escapes his lips, "oh yeah! Well we'll have to deal with this sometime"

You get up out the chair, standing straight up, but your husband, well soon to be ex-husband still towering over you, revealing how much smaller you are than him. "I said, I don't want to deal with this right now, can't I just have one last quiet morning in our... Uhmm in this house"

Irritation evident in his voice "listen, I just want this to be over so that we can go on with our lives"

"Well so sorry, I'm taking so much time, to just pack everything up and throw away the life we built" you hissed

"Excuse me! We both made the decision to get a divorce"

 You voice barely audible "yeah I know" swallowing the emotion in your voice "I just got back from my shift at the hospital and I just need to freshen up first, then I will help sorting through the stuff okay"

His voice soft, "how was your shift?"

As you put the coffee mug in the kitchen sink you whisper "it was okay, we lost a patient today, bad car accident"

His eyes saddened as he knows how much it affects you "I'm so sorry darl..." He stops himself before finishing his sentence.

You just walk away, towards your once shared bedroom, knowing he most probably wanted to say darling, the little pet name he always used for you.

As you get into the shower, letting the hot water run over you, you let go of the hold on the floodgates behind your eyes, sobbing frantically now, holding your hand over your mouth, so that you can dampen the noises, your body shaking, as your mind drift, to the events of the past few weeks, you and Beau both agreed to get a divorce, the two of you got so busy with every day life, that the two of you started to drift further and further away, its so ironic the same jobs that brought the two off you together, is also tearing you apart.

The two of you met, while he came in, with a knife wound to his arm, and as you treated him, well it was love at first sight so too say. As you fall down, cradling your knees as the water runs over you, recalling the years you've been together, you always thought getting a divorce at your age won't happen, but well your here now. The thing that breaks you, is no-one cheated, the two of you just fought all the damn time, and him being Sheriff and you being a ER doctor, working mostly night shifts, you were living past each other, when you got home, he's leaving for work, and when he gets back home, your leaving for your shift.

You can't even recall the last time you two kissed, never less touched. You were so in love, so passionate and now all that has gone too hell. Getting up, and stepping out of the shower, opting out for a pair of your favorite worn out jeans, with a old t-shirt, not realizing it's one of his shirts, but hey, it's already on you, so what the heck. Throwing your hair into a messy bun, you don't real seem to care how homeless you look as your heart already feel homeless.

Glancing through your bedroom, everywhere boxes labeled his and hers, as you two are going to put your house up for rent and then split the profits between the two off you. As you take the bottle of perfume, spritzing it in the nape of your neck and some on your wrist, a small smile forms on your lips as you remember, Beau gave it to you for your birthday last year, he always did take such notice in the smallest of details. But that memory crumbles quickly as you see the stack of divorce documents, on your dresser, both of you agreed to sign it when you where done sorting everything in the house.

You rush down the stairs, furious and determined to get this over and done with, unsure of how much your heart can handle. Peeking through the living room, you don't see him anywhere, then you catch a glimpse of his brownish hair getting tossed in the wind as he sits on the porch with a cup of coffee, you always did like the way the moonlight danced in his eyes, the way the little garden lights revealed his freckles, oh damn you love his small freckles, that stained his cheeks and his nose, and not too even talk about his perfectly kissable lips. What the hell is wrong with you, your about to divorce that man. You just turn around and walk towards the living room, starting to sort through some stuff.

Getting up out of the wooden chair, holding the mug in his hand, his rough calloused fingers running over the lettering 'M...R' , his eyes squinting as he recalls the day you got that, on your honeymoon.. well that and books, both off you liked too read, but well there weren't much reading done those two weeks, he was too busy exploring every single part of your body. As he peeks into the house, seeing the way your kneeling, looking through what seems to be picture albums, he can't help but to admire the way your body fills out his shirt, the way you've got your hair up with loose strings off hair, framing your beautiful face and neck, a smile tugging at his lips, as he recalls how ticklish you were as he placed loving kisses, sending shivers down your spine. The sound of you giggling always made him feel alive, you made him feel alive, made him feel whole and now, well now his left with a hole in his heart.

Dammit what's the matter with him, his about to divorce that woman, how can he feel this way, is it just the memories, of your shared home, your shared love, why did all of these feelings have to rush back, how is he suppose to just simply act like he wants this, because he sure as hell does not want too loose you, but he loves you too damn much to not give you what you want, a chance too be happy again. So he'll go through with the divorce, knowing both of you said that's what needed to be done, so he just wants this over and done with, he can't stand being in your presence and not kiss you, not hold you, not tell you how much he loves you.

Spending the rest of the hours in an awkward silence, as the two of you sort through the memories that was build. But it's you who breaks the silence, kicking a empty box on the ground "it's 2 in the morning, I'm going to bed"

He's not really sure why he was so irritated by your comment but he started snapping at you "what? we should finish this, now"

Your jaw drops, you roll your eyes "excuse me! I'm tired" you bite your lower lip, but then decide to say it anyway "I'm tired of pretending that it's fine being in the same room as you"

A smirk on his plum lips "oh, its that bad being around me?" 

Crossing your arms in front of you "you said it, I didn't" 

Shaking his head "Woman you are driving me crazy"

"Oh yeah! Well you are driving me insane" you snap back

He strides closer towards you, his deep husky voice "is that the best you can come up with"

Throwing your arms up in the air "why do you want to make me angry" her voice brittle "is this what you want, me breaking down in front off you"

For a few seconds there was a softness in his eyes, but then his jaw hardens again "you have no idea what I want woman"

Enraged now "just leave it, all of this take what you want and give the rest away, I don't give a damn anymore, I'm done, with this, with you, with us, with everything"

He can't help but to examine the way your lips move, when you scream at him, he always did find you very sexy, as you were furious, going on about something, the way your whole body moves as your anger took over you, the way your hips swayed, when you'd explain what he did wrong, but by then you've lost him, he was too busy inspecting every little nose crinkle, every movement you made. Without any warning he cups your face, his lips crashes against yours. When he finally pulls away, both off you trying to catch your breath. For a few seconds you just stood there, your voice breathy "we... we can't do this" you turn around, but he grabs ahold of you, holding you in his arms, your back against his chest, his hot breath by your ear as he whispers "darling, tell me you don't want me, and I'll let you go" it send shivers down your spine. 

Merely a whisper that escapes your lips, "kiss me Beau, as if you never stopped loving me" as his fingers trail down your neck, raking the loose hair away, through the kisses he places down your neck, to your collarbone, his fingers sliding the t-shirt over your shoulder, his lips, trailing against your skin, a low roar escapes his lips "I never did stop loving you darling"

Those words coming from him, makes you turn around, looking up towards his eyes, searching those hazel-green orbs, for any indication, how he truly feels. Placing your hand on his cheek, feeling the stubble of his beard underneath your touch, you know you're probably going to regret this in the morning, but your fingers trace down to his lips, as if you want to take in this work of art. Standing on your tippy toes, leaning in so that you can taste his lips, just one more time. 

He claims your lips, as if he was starving, your tongues doing a passionate dance, his right hand holding the back of your neck, and his left hand holds on to your lower back, as he pulls you in even closer, not breaking the kiss once, your hands raking through his hair, as you want him closer, closer than ever before. He pushes you against the wall, tugging at the hem of your shirt, helping him to remove the clothing, through the kisses, and heartbeats racing, his hand roams your body, picking you up as you wrap your legs around his waist, but as he makes his way towards the couch, not breaking the kiss, he knocks over a stack of boxes, making him stumble and come to a fall, you lay on top off him, both of you laughing so hard it echoes through the house, its the first time in a long time that this house have heard so much laughter, he pulls you in for yet another kiss, and as you two lay there on the floor in front of the fire place, exploring each other as if its for the first time, not saying much, just sweet little moans, and whimpers escapes your lips, as your bodies does the talking for you. Not really sure, when but sometime during the early morning hours, both of you have fallen asleep, entangled, skin on skin, wrapped in each other's love. 

You've woken up, by his calloused fingers running up and down your back, your head on his chest, slightly lifting your eyes too study his face, his glancing up towards the ceiling, a smile on his lips, his eyes almost sparkling, as he realizes your awake, he looks down at you, placing a kiss on your forehead, "Morning Darling" you smile as you sweet voice greets him "Morning babe"

He starts laughing a little "so last night happened" you mockingly hit his chest, "Not funny, were supposed to get a divorce" 

He looks at you, eyes filled with love "about that! I don't want to divorce you, I want to be your husband, forever like we vowed" 

Stunned "what! I thought you wanted this"

"No, somewhere during yesterday I realized, I still love, you. No! that's a lie, I never did stop loving you"

A smile forming your lips "Neither did I, I was so frustrated, I wanted you, this , us our house, but I was too afraid to say it."

Sitting upright now, taking you hands in his "Darling, that's what I want, I want us too, we can work it out, we can get through this can't we?"

Pulling the throw, a little tighter over your body, as the crisp morning air, makes you shiver a bit. "Babe I think we can, we should just make time for each other."

Nodding his head, making his longer brownish hair fall in front of his eyes, a smile forming on his plum lips, revealing the age lines around his eyes, "Yes my sweet darling, I agree, but what do you say we tear up those divorce papers, and give the two of us just one more try"

A laugh escapes your lips "Yes, a million times yes. I love you"

Leaning down to place a kiss on your lips, this time, gentle little kisses as, he whispers through the kisses I.... Love... You... Too... Darling"

You can't help but too smile through the kisses knowing your heart aren't homeless no more, your home in your husbands arms. As the two of you come up for some air, you glance at the boxes stacked everywhere, half of the house is packed up, you smile at your husband, "babe, we just have to do one more thing!"

Confused he looks at your beautiful face, "Yes my darling, and will that be."

Laughing now, "we are going too spend over off weekend unpacking and moving back into our home"

A mischievous grin on his face "Please be quiet, I haven't had enough coffee yet, to deal with this" 

The two of you burst into laughter, taking in each other, knowing there's a lot of work to do, not just the unpacking but the rebuilding of your lives together. But with your husbands hand interlacing yours, you know that it's possible, anything is possible, with the person you love the most, by your side, ready to fight for your marriage and content in knowing you love each other, you sat there with your head resting on his chest, as you watch the fire place , the way the flames dances in a fiery passion after it's ignited, brings you nope, knowing, just one more try is all you need.  

[haitani-maki]

⩇⩇:⩇⩇ 𑄝 ao3 𑄝 Rules

Tokyo Revengers

Negai no Astro/Astro Royale

──⭒─⭑─⭒灰谷 蘭⭒─⭑─⭒──

• Pfp & Cover by princebladex on X

• Yes, it's all colored 🫲

• I'll leave here some of my favorite stories as a recommendation

• If any of the authors don't like it, I'll remove the links

• I don't intend to steal any of these works, reading has become one of my hobbies and these stories have become my favorites

• It's in random order

• Most stories are +18 MDNI

Long

The boyfriendification of Ran Haitani part 1 - part 2

The daddyfication of Ran Haitani part 1 - part 2 - part 3 (All I can say is that I love Ran in this story and I love the writing I love everything from beginning to end)

My brothers wife (What can I say? I married the wrong brother, everybody makes mistakes 🤣)

Secrets Kept From Him (Okay, I just love everything about this story, the way the author sees Ran, is just perfect for me, I love the whole plot and the idea behind it, I love all the writing. It was the first story I came into contact with here on Tumblr and it was one of the reasons why it made me stay. I admire this author

Mistakes (I can't say too much about this story without giving away some spoilers, I'm having a mix of emotions with everything that's going on. Ran is a complete idiot )

Glad you came (I love this Ran with all my might, it's one of the ways I see him... I can feel every moment of this story♡)

One-Shot

Ran (So good, so beautiful, so amazing, so wonderful, so perfect! The way you wrote about Ran, his past, his experiences, and his mother... It brought the characters to life, I can safely say it's one of the best things I've read, it's a work of art! I love everything from beginning to end, it went straight to my soul)

Kiss me thru the phone (That was very different for me, I felt like I really needed to read something like that. It sure is one of the best ideas about Ran in prison and I can really imagine his sly smile over the phone)

Selfish (I like the mix of emotions it caused me and I like Ran's personality here)

Terms and Agreement (This is for sure the best Ran Sugar Daddy)

Soft (I cry every time I read it but it's not angst, it just went deep for me, I thought it was perfect and for some reason I can see Ran that way)

I should have kissed you - Not going anywhere - Same Author, Different Stories - (I just love everything from beginning to end, that's one of my favorite personalities for Ran)

2:45am (That was cute and funny, poor Rindou)

Properly together - ran haitani x reader - Same Author, Different Stories - (I just think those two stories are perfect. I love everything that happens from beginning to end, how it's told, and how it's written.)

Wonderful father (I just love Ran being a father, I think he would be an amazing father and that he would have two children and here begins the process of fathering the second child 🤭)

“You love me, right?” (I just love Ran a little vulnerable, those "soft" moments)

How would Ran Haitani spoil his pretty little baby on V-day? (This is one of the best +18s I've read, one particular part got me in trouble 🤭)

Do not speak (Just another "vulnerable" moment from Ran)

New hair, who dis? (It was because of this story that I started liking friends to lovers, I mean, is she just perfect?)

Misdemeanour (Cop Ran is just hot, can handcuff me)

Only me, right baby? (Only me)

Date night (Husband Ran? Hot, very very hot)

One time thing (I can safely say that this is on the list of the best NSFW I've ever read 🥵)

Angst

I'm not a big fan of angst so it's few stories but I love them

Just Not this time.. (I cry just reading the title, it really hurts)

𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐇𝐀𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐒 𝐃𝐈𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐃 (It's too late)

Lilium Longiflorum - It's completely Dark Paradise to me - (There's no getting over this one, it hurts so much, it's so sad, I cry just thinking about it... And through it all she's still perfect)

[justmeinadaze]

Good Neighbors Part 4 (Steddie X Reader) 

A/N: This started one way and went another. Certain night time activities may have also been a factor but let's just say... fucking hell this got me🥵 .

Warning: Steddie relationship and all that that implies. (I regret nothing!) This one is a little rougher than the past ones but they are still cute as hell with her son and they still love our reader. She's definitely got a bit of brat thing going on.

Word count: 3443

You glare into the void as you sit outside your apartment on the stairs smoking one of Eddie’s cigarette’s that you stole out of his jacket pocket. Today had been Dylan’s birthday party which he absolutely enjoyed. A few friends and family came over including your boys. You allowed Charlie to make an appearance and that’s when things started to fall downhill. 

You expected him to show up alone after work but he brought her. The woman that he cheated on you with in YOUR house on YOUR bed. You understood that Charlie was going to keep dating. Hell, you were technically dating. But the fact that he brought her of all people just triggered all those negative emotions. You tried not to let it show but your grumpy attitude leaked through.

“Hey, do you need help with anything?” Steve comes into the kitchen, gently touching your back. You jerk to the side away from him. 

“No, I got it.”

“Whew! These kids are exhausting.” Your sister throws herself into a chair next to you. You reply with a subtle “hm”. Eddie’s eyes glance over at you with concern. 

“You son is looking for you.” You jump at the sound of Eddie’s voice. 

“Jesus Christ, Eddie! Do you always have to scare me?! Wear a fucking bell.” You put out the cigarette on the concrete and rise to head back inside. 

He reaches out with his arm blocking you from entering the apartment. “Whatever is wrong with you right now, you need to get it in check because it has nothing to do with that kid in there. Don’t spoil his good time with your shit attitude.”

You narrowed your eyes at him, swatting his arm out of the way. As soon as you walk in Dylan runs to your side. “Mommy! Can Patrick stay over tonight?”

“Um, I don’t see why not.” You feel eyes watching you. You turn to see who they belong to, finding Eddie and Steve murmuring to each other.

“Dil! Come give me a hug. We’re leaving, Kid.” Charlie yells from the door. You son runs over to his father and Charlies lifts him into the air giving him a big bear hug. “Say goodbye to Vivian.”

“Bye Vivi.” He leans over wrapping his arms around her neck as she kisses his cheek and you feel the anger rise into your throat. They leave without acknowledging your presence and you’re fine with that. You didn’t think you could even pretend to be nice to her. 

The only people left were now your neighbors. “Dylan, say goodbye to Steve and Eddie.”

“Are we leaving?” Eddie asks, his head tilted to the side.

“Yes, you are.”

“Oh, mom. Can’t they stay for a little bit longer?” When you shook your head, he began to whine. 

“Dylan! Not tonight, baby, okay?”

Steve who had his eyes glued to you with his arms folded now walked confidently in your direction. “Ok, that’s enough of that.” He mutters under his breath. “Hey, Little Man, we’ll be right back, ok?” He grabs your upper arm roughly and drags you out the front of your apartment into theirs. “What’s wrong?” Steve pulls you closer to his face as he stares down at you angrily. 

You try to pull out of his grasp but he just grips you tighter. “Right now, Steve, you are what’s wrong. Let me go!”

“Did something happen with Charlie?”, he asks

“I’m betting it’s the girl he brought.” Eddie came up to his side. “Is that thee girl?” 

“I said let go!” You manage to get out Steve’s grasp with one strong tug. 

“That’s a yes.” Eddie chuckles as he crosses his arms. 

“Don’t do that. Don’t laugh at me! I don’t have to explain myself to either of you.”

“You’re right. You don’t have to but you should want to. That’s what people in relationships do.”

“Is that what this is?”

“Ah ah ah.” Steve holds up his hand and walks towards you slowly backing you into the living room wall. “I would be very careful with what you say next. We know you’re upset and we understand that but that doesn’t give you a license to be mean.”

You stand up straighter, looking him dead in the eye. “Say what you really mean. ‘That doesn’t give you license to be a bitch.’” 

He smiles at you then and turns to Eddie who grins back, shrugging his shoulders. They both turn their back to you and head out the front door. You grab one of the pillows off the couch and scream into it. After a few minutes, you regain your composure and head back into the fray. 

Dylan and Patrick are still on the floor playing the new video game your sister bought him. Steve was in the kitchen washing dishes as Eddie scrambled around the apartment picking up trash and bringing dirty plates to the sink. Neither of them acknowledged you as you walked through the door. You casually walk into the living room and sit on the floor with your son. The game pauses as his friend declares he has to pee and runs towards the restroom.

You tap Dylan on the opposite shoulder from you and he turns his head giggling when he looks the wrong way. He climbs into your lap and you wrap your arms tightly around him, kissing the top of his head. 

“Did you have a good birthday party?”

“Yeah! It was so much fun. Thank you!” The little boy kisses your cheek and you feel your wall begin to crack. 

“Hey. I’m sorry I snapped at you. Mommy’s just…exhausted.” You place the back of your hand over your forehead and dramatically sigh. He smiles at your theatrics. 

“It ok. I know you were just upset because Vivi showed up. Daddy asked me if it was ok. I told him no.”

You felt your anger start to rise again. “Honey, you didn’t have to do that.”

“I know but she makes you sad.”

The mama bear inside of you snapped. You were angry that your son asked your ex not to bring her and he did anyway but now you were even more upset not just with Charlie but yourself because you thought you hid that pain better. Dylan was already going through enough with the divorce. You didn’t want to add to it in any way. 

Patrick barreled back into the living room, grabbing the controller and unpausing the game. 

“Hey! Not fair! I wasn’t ready!”

You slowly get up from the floor and head towards your bedroom. You knew you left your phone plugged in on the bedside table but it was now gone. 

“Looking for something?”

Steve leans against the wall with his hands in his pockets. 

“Where is my phone, Steve?”

His eyes zero in on yours. “You can’t call him.”

“I’m sorry. Did you just tell me I can’t do something?”

“I’m trying to help, Y/N. If you call him now screaming at him when you’re like this, it’s just going to give him more ammunition. You already have enough on your plate. Both of you.”

“I don’t need your help! I know how to handle my ex and I can take care of my son. Believe it or not, I did it for a whole 6 years before you two came into my life.”

“Wow, I guess we see where Dylan gets his tantrums from.” Eddie leans into the doorframe with both hands on either side. 

“Give me. My. Phone.”

They both turn on you again leaving you standing there by yourself fuming. You run after them but stop when you see Dylan in Eddie’s arms. “Ok, Kid. We’re heading out now. Next time I come over I’m teaching you some D & D, ok?”

Dylan wraps his arms around his neck and thanks Eddie for the small guitar he gave him. Steve reaches out and takes the boy from his arms. 

“It’s boring. You’ll hate it.” Dylan giggles, shaking his head. 

“Thank you for my skates!”

“Hey, no problem, dude. Anyway, we can find to rep house griffin, right?”

Without meaning to, a small laugh escapes your lips. All 3 heads turn to look at you. 

“Gryffindor, Steve.”

His eyes roll to the back of his head. “Whatever. Here, take this weirdo before I actually retain any of that.”, he says jokingly as he passes Dylan to you. 

You place him on his feet. “Ok, boys, go get ready for bed. I’ll be right back, ok?”

Eddie and Steve are already halfway into their apartment by the time you catch up to them. 

“Steven! Give me my phone.”

“Or what?” He smiles down at you cheekily as he slams the door shut. 

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A few hours later, you find yourself still awake, staring pensively at the ceiling. You know it’s not they’re fault. They did nothing to ensure your wrath but you couldn’t bring yourself back down from that ledge. 

You were still running through the day’s events when a subtle bass beat grabs your attention. Opening your bedroom door, you hear it louder in the hall. You gently open Dylan’s bedroom but when you step inside you hear nothing. Closing his door, you follow the sound, finding yourself outside of Steve and Eddie’s apartment door. 

Really? Ok, they want to play. I can play.

You bang on their door with your fist but no one answers. You pound on it louder and continuously until finally it swings open. Steve stands there in just his underwear, with a hazy look in his eyes. 

“Excuse me, ma’am. There are children trying to sleep. Can you keep the noise down?” He starts to close the door again but you block it with your bare foot as you stomp inside. Their dwelling smells incredibly strong like weed and cigarettes. 

“Heeeeey!” You hear Eddie screech from somewhere in the living room. You walk over to find him lying on his back on the floor in his boxers, a cigarette dangling from his mouth. You narrow your eyes at him as you reach out towards the stereo and turn off the music. 

He jumps to his feet, standing face to face with you. Grinning, he extended his arm, turning it back on. When you start to lift your arm again, he grabs your wrist and spins you in the opposite direction. Your body smacks chest first into Steve. 

“We have the settings just right, you know.”

“Yeah, just right to annoy the hell out of me.”

They both laugh. “To be fair, Princess, you started it. Your bratty attitude annoyed the hell out of us today.”

“Technically yesterday being as its 2 am.” Steve cackles as he looks at his watch. 

You roll your eyes, crossing your arms. “And I’m the one acting like a little kid.”

“Jesus, she still has that fucking tone.” Eddie whines as he smashes the cigarette he was smoking into the nearby ashtray. 

“Oh, be careful, Eds. She’s getting that angry look again.” Steve circles around you like a vulture. 

“Stop.”

“Stop what?”

“Stop talking about me like I’m not here.”

“Oh Sweetheart.” Eddie starts sauntering around you as well. “We’ve been acting like you aren’t here all night. Haven’t we, Stevie?”

Steve smiles a Cheshire like grin. “Oh yeah. Since supposedly this,” he gestures between the three of you, “isn’t a real relationship or anything. Isn’t that what you said?”

A wicked grin spreads across your face as you laugh at them. They both stop moving, Steve in front of you and Eddie behind you. “I’m sorry. Did I give off the impression that I’m some timid little PTA mom who bakes pies and shit?” You stalk towards Steve guiding him backwards. “You can’t intimidate me, Steve Harrington. Neither of you can!” You turn to look at Eddie who was still in the same place with his arms folded. 

Steve’s smile returned but there was something behind it, something that made your knees weak and your stomach flip. 

“Intimidation isn’t the name of the game, baby. It’s humiliation.” He leaned his back against the wall looking down his nose at you as Eddie chuckled. His tone dropped so low you could barely hear him. “How do you think we felt when you were mean to us today? When you said what you said. Frankly we’re kind of tired of it. There’s no reason this has to be so difficult.” 

Eddie comes up behind you, poking you in the side. When you turn, he shoves your phone into your hands. You look down at as if you’ve never seen it before. You were so focused on being angry at them that you forgot they even had it. 

They both move away and leave you standing there. You hear the music begin to play again and the sound of them moving around behind you. Smoke suddenly fills the air and when you finally turn around you find them on the floor, Steve leaning back on Eddie’s chest as they passed the joint back and forth. 

You sat diagonally from them and once again they didn’t acknowledge your presence. It hurt you but instead of being angry about it, you now felt like you deserved it. 

“You were right, Eddie. Vivian was THEE girl. I came home during my lunch break to pick up something I forgot and I found them together. I found out later that everyone knew, our friends and his family. No one told me a god damn thing.” You glanced in their direction. They still weren’t looking at you but you could tell they were listening. “I know he’s going to be with other women. I know that. I know that they are going to be around my son and I know it’s not fair for me to be upset about it since you two spend almost everyday around him but… why does it have to be her?”

You crawl over to them, placing your head on Eddie’s tummy. “I’m sorry I took my frustrations out on you guys. That wasn’t fair, to you both or to Dylan.”

You suddenly feel Eddie’s hand caress your hair as Steve reaches down to grab your hand, intertwining his fingers with yours. 

“I forgive you.” 

“Yeah, me to.” Steve brings your hand up, holding it against his chest. 

“Can I ask you guys something?” They both mumble a hm. “Why the fuck are you both only in your underwear?”

Steve and Eddie howl with laughter causing you to laugh along with them. 

“What did I tell you when you came in?” Eddie asks as he leans up on his elbows. 

You think for a moment. “That you’ve been acting like I haven’t been here?” The boy nods his head. “I don’t get it.”

Steve inhales the joint in his fingers and places it in the ashtray before looking at you with those beautiful brown eyes. “You want us to show you?” He grins seductively when you say yes. 

He crawls over you and you scoot out of his way to sit by Eddie’s head. Eddie pulls your lips to his, kissing you softly. He moans against your lips, grabbing your jaw with his hand, and turning you to see what the other boy was doing. 

Steve had Eddie’s cock in his mouth, moving his head up and down his length. A sigh escaped your lips as you crawled closer to watch him. You gently ran your fingers through Steve hair causing him to groan. 

“Fucking hell.” Eddie licked his lips as he watched you two with lust blown eyes. 

“He tastes good, doesn’t he?” You whispered into his ear. “He really likes it when you swirl your tongue around him.” Steve did what you suggested and Eddie’s eyes rolled as his head fell back on the floor. You felt his fingers reach for you. 

“Come here, Princess.” You maneuvered to him as he tugged at your sleep shorts. You pulled them and your panties down your legs, throwing them to the side. Eddie grabbed you moving you forward till you were seated on his face. You moaned as he wasted no time wrapping his mouth around your clit. Steve’s mouth came off of his friend with a pop as he continued pumping him with his hand, watching as you lift your shirt over your head and toss it away.

You lean your hands on Eddie’s chest for support as you ride his face. Steve meets you in the middle pulling you roughly by the back of the neck for a sloppy kiss. You can taste Eddie on his tongue and it makes your pussy clench. You whimper as you watch Steve pull away and spit on Eddie’s cock as he takes the boy into his mouth again. The sound of him gagging is enough to drive you over the edge. Your body shakes and your thighs try to squeeze shut as you cum on Eddie’s tongue. His hands fly up and hold your legs open as he helps you through your climax. 

Both boys, as if reading each other’s minds, get up and switch places. Eddie’s mouth is replaced with Steve’s as his head slides between your legs. You feel Eddie’s hand on your back gently pushing you towards Steve’s dick and he growls into your cunt as your tongue licks the precum of his tip. 

You gasp when you feel Eddie’s cock rub between your folds. Steve’s mouth wraps around your nub, sucking and flicking, as Eddie pushes into your entrance bottoming out almost immediately. He sets a brutal pace making it hard for you to not gag down on Steve as your pushed forward into him. The sound of Steve sucking and moaning drives you crazy and Eddie grunts as you clench around him. 

“Oh my god.” Tears start to fall down your cheeks. “Please. Don’t stop. It feels so good.”

Eddie falls against your back reaching around to hold your tits as he thrusts into your deeper. 

“There you go, Sweetheart. Show me how Steve likes it.”

You dig your nails into his thigh as Steve starts pumping his hips pushing him farther into your mouth. You feel him moan into your clit as you keep your head still as he fucks your face. His movements sputter as his cum hits the back of your throat. You swallow him and Eddie turns your face to kiss your lips. He pulls up right against his chest and grips your waist as he slams into your pussy. Steve’s hands cling to your thighs as he aggressively flicks his tongue against you.

You cry out as your feel the coil snap in your belly and you cum hard shouting their names repeatedly to the heavens. You start to collapse forward but Eddie holds your tightly to him as he thrusts roughly into you, grunting in your ear before he you feel his seed filling you up. 

You fall to the side lifting your knee so you don’t hit Steve in the face. Eddie comes down with you, his arms still wrapped your stomach and chest. 

Steve’s palm rubs your leg. “Fuck, that was fucking amazing.”

“I’ll say.”, Eddie pants. 

“Baby, are you ok?” The sound of your sniffles causes them both to sit up at attention. 

“I’m fine. That was just really good.” You laugh as you wipe your tears and they chuckle with you. 

Steve gets up and heads for his bathroom, bringing back a towel as he cleans between your legs. You reach out and caress his cheek. “Will you guys stay with me tonight?”

They share a glance. “Sure. Um, what are we going to tell Dylan?”

“Nothing. He’ll think I had a sleep over like he did. Just um, clothes please.” 

They rise to their feet bringing you up with them carefully. Steve disappears as Eddie helps you get dressed. When his roommate comes back, he is now wearing flannel pjs and a Hawkins high athletics shirt. He throws Eddie his shorts and a t-shirt.

Steve lifts you into his arms as he carries you across the threshold and back to your apartment. He places you on the bed and curls in behind you. Eddie tiptoes in closing the door behind him. 

“Kids are still passed out.”

“Good. Hopefully they sleep in.”, you murmur.

Eddie climbs in on your other side and without hesitation you fling your arm over his tummy. He smiles at your closed eyes as he takes your hand in his and kisses the back of it. You three pass out, limbs tangled together, and happy as can be. 

[shotmrmiller]

I just saw your ghoap marriage of convenience drabble, and my immediate reaction was to just take a FAT breather on all fours 💀💀💀

like johnny having a literal identity crisis while simon is like 👀👀👀 is so funny, but also imagine the softness and angst that comes with guiding/helping johnny through his thoughts and emotions??? Simon noticing johnny’s internal conflict and reader testing the waters-a brush of the hand here and a shared dinner there. If they ever get close enough, I can lowkey see simon and the reader teaming up (in more ways than one 🥵)…the thots turned into fluff back to thots!!!

the thickest of inhales while on your knees has me screaming into my coffee cup.

originally, i had written him as that, right? but i kinda don't like the whoa, pussy? unless soap really needs to like you on a personal level, as a friend and companion, before he can even see you in a sexual light.

i want him to be like an unconfirmed bi. like he's curious yet very much confused just because this hasn't happened before? not like he ever let it happen, he was always behind a lad with a vibrant colored kilt to ever pay attention to anyone else. (ooooo maybe he had a boyfriend his whole youth up until he left for the military. like the man was blinded by love; didn't even dream of looking at any other man nor woman)

at the time, it was a horny drabble that was supposed to be taken at face value but after much thought on how i'd go about writing it, i've noticed that i'm taking an angle i don't feel comfortable with. like what i see is me erasing his sexuality to fit my plot which argh. i don't like it. i want it, don't get me wrong, but meh.

that's why i prefer my boys to just be established bi. or not really fitting to any standard, just sex is sex. whether they give or take matters not. except price, price is a bottom for no one.

[adoreeenina]

I Loved Her First! (Teaser)

(Recom! Miles Quaritch x Avatar! Reader) (Past! Human! Lyle Wainfleet x Human! Reader)

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Paz is as many things but stupid was not one of them. Since Y/n first arrived to Pandora, the Colonel was smitten. Being head security of Hell’s Gate never gave him the chance to introduce himself like he wanted to. Paz never understood what he saw in Y/n, her being not only a scientist but Dr. Grace Augustine daughter, the woman that Quaritch despised.

Right before Quaritch could make conversation, it was already too late. Lyle had asked her on a date, one date became two, and soon they made it official. Lyle had introduced Y/n to his whole squad, Quaritch heart had ache that day, seeing Y/n kissing Lyle, sitting on his lap.

Paz was always jealous of her, Paz been Quaritch pilot since she arrived to Pandora, Y/n just arrived and manage to catch the stone cold Miles Quaritch heart within seconds.

Paz knew it wasn’t a coincidence seeing Quaritch at the bar, drinking away his agony.

Just a few hours earlier. The unit did a little party, many were drinking, talking, laughing. Paz was talking with Trudy and Zee when Lyle shouted for everyone’s attention. Paz didn’t know what was going on until Lyle took out a ring and got on his knee, asking Y/n to marry him. The look of pure joy on Y/n’s face was gorgeous, even Paz could t deny that; Y/n instantly said yes. Paz didn’t know what aptitude her to peer at the Colonel.

If anybody bothered to glance at Quaritch, they would’ve seen the heartache look on his face. Quaritch excused himself after that, and Paz follows him.

Paz let him talk it out as he drunkenly admitted his feeling towards Y/n, a few drinks later… Quaritch and Paz slept together.

Paz woke up the next morning, not seeing Quaritch anywhere, not even any evidence that he was there.

Quaritch felt guilty, he didn’t understand why he did if he wasn’t with Y/n. Quaritch avoided Paz like the plague, but it didn’t last long when two months later, Paz looked for him. Paz told him she was pregnant. With his child.

An arguement happened, Quaritch denies being the child father, while Paz says it is. With her pregnancy and hormones, her emotions are all over the place.

“I always loved you” Quaritch froze at her confession. “I have tried everything to get you to notice me, but I could never be her, could I?”

Quaritch heavily sighs through his nose. He didn’t know what to say, he never seen her as anything other than a fellow soldier.

If he remembers correctly that night, it wasn’t intimate or passionate, It rough. It was just to blow off steam, he even made her face away from him, he had his eyes closed the entire time thinking of a certain (h/c).

He didn’t even stay when he finished, he instantly left, didn’t cuddle her or do any aftercare, it was just sex. It was just to take his mind off the woman he loves but could never have. Quaritch pretty sure he moaned Y/n’s name.

“Did I ever had a chance?” Paz asks, her eyes gazing at Quaritch

“No. It would always be Y/n” he answers.

His words hurt her. She already knew the answer, but it still hurts her to hear it directly from his mouth.

What does Y/n have that Paz didn’t?

(Should I or should I not?)

More pictures of human Miles Quaritch, idc idc this man is fine asf, I would let this man do whatever he wanted to to me🥵