#gonna write this yesssss

[drunk-poets-society]

Omg i had the most dream ever.

Ok so

I was in a bus and very very social, so I got to talking with this guy and he was like “i know a Spot” and so i went there with him and it was like a country club on the countryside and gave me (idk what this word was supposed to be) vibes, with a splash of Appalachia or even Scandinavia but it was a nice wooden lodge and the atmosphere was constantly moody and cloudy, like it would rain any moment and I really liked it.

It was also very very Christian and there was a church, and we were in the back where the alter boys wear their robes and where all the stuff is stored and there’s these individual mini garden swings which fit one person. So I’m standing up looking down at the guy, and we’re looking at pictures and we see some of this old lady doing some weird cult stuff hereditary style and I’m like ‘that’s cool’ and find out that that lady is still alive and in the church.

Plot twist the church members wanted to find out wtf this woman’s deal was, but she was a very very old member so no one dared ask her. so I was tasked, kind of like a PI to uncover the truth and so i moved to the ranch???? Farm????? Adjoining the church.

There was constantly supernatural stuff happening which was pissing me off. Like a lot of paranormal activity which I kept brushing off as me being mentally ill™️🤪 and it was annoying me a lot. It was giving skinwalker ranch honestly. Anyways. one day I hear footsteps or something and then I see this creature-girl with very long but sparse but freakishly strong hair, and just like two scribbles for eyes

Yk kinda like this and her skin was the texture of a stuffed doll. It didn’t scare me, just made me think “either I’m not as insane as I thought or I have completely lost it”. So I went on a mission to catch her, and found out Actually there were two. they were kind of like sisters? Twins? Idk. But they had very long gangly limbs and were like stuffed dolls. And I was like “k cool, I don’t care” and continued living there, the paranormal activity still happening, which I just brushed off as mental illness™️™️🤪

Then one day, I was near the barn and there was this big-ish puddle of water that I didn’t know the depth of, but assumed it wasn’t that deep, seeing as it was a puddle, but the water was opaque and muddy so I didn’t step in it, because I didn’t have any reason to do so.

So like the lodge, right? The guy? Him and his friends gave me some scalpels as weapons that I was to keep on myself at all times. I was like “ok whatevs” and kept the bunch of scalpels tied with a rubber band in the right pocket of my overalls, and forgot about it. but i wore the same overalls every day so it was cool.

There were two feral cats napping, submerging themselves in the very puddle and I thought “hm that’s kinda strange but who am I to judge all cats are different” and then I noticed, upon closer inspection, that they weren’t real cats at all, but rather felted ones. They looked very real though.

and then the water started bubbling and then one of the cats got dragged in. Not too fast, I had time to see that the cat wore the still serene expression stitched to its face as it was gently pulled down under. The same thing happened with the second cat, so I put my fishing rod in the water hoping to catch something. It did get caught on something heavy, and I was like yay.

And then one of the girls bobbed up, but the hook had just been caught in her hair, which had very strong roots. Cos it was like 4 strands which were caught and her head was already sparsely populated. Anyways, no hint of the cats but she kinda just walked back into the barn or the house and I followed her, and she disappeared after climbing up and disappearing Into a horizontal support beam.

I caught a single strand of her hair and held onto it trying to pull her back up, and she had no expression or reaction. And as I was reaching for the scalpel the strand of hair broke :( Tried doing the same thing for the second time, this time more cautious, but it escaped again.

Woke up

[devilishdelights]

obey me groupchat? Obey me groupchat babe. Obey me discord babe invite me invite me please pleas

[eternal-confusion-of-han]

I love it whenever a show puts in a relationship that you just know is going to fail. You see the characters doing the most insane mental gymnastics, compiling lists like "top 10 reasons this is going to work" and it just fucking doesn't. You were meant to break up even before your first date whether it was intended to play out like that or not. And viewers get mad at that??? Babe when they finally sign the divorce papers I'm cheering and clapping like it's their graduation

[tinycoffeeroom]

you and i | lando norris

face claim: bela juliana ♡

request: here !

pairing: lando norris x leclerc!reader

requested: Can I request a social media AU leclerc reader x lando based off of the song ‘You and I’ by Rita Ora Thanks so muchhhhh

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y/nleclerc oh to be the girl someone writes love stories about

fan I WILL!!!!! give me 10 minutes and garage band i can pull it off!!! ♥️ y/nleclerc

alexandrasaintmleux every love song is about you gorgeous girl x ↳ y/nleclerc when are you gonna stop pretending you like my brother and just date me instead x ↳ charles_leclerc ?? rude.

landonorris d4vd is so good! can't wait for his show in london :)

lewishamilton pipe is right there 😉 ↳ y/nleclerc that is NOT a love song sir lewis hamilton!!!! ↳ charles_leclerc back off grandpa i will put sand in your petrol tank ↳ lewishamilton woah calm down there bud i was joking i promise ↳ y/nleclerc play nice boys ↳ charles_leclerc he started it ↳ y/nleclerc well stop, i dont want ferrari in my dm's telling me y'all are throwing hands on the grid ↳ georgerussell63 if they do, can someone film it? ↳ y/nleclerc ffs

carmenmmundt prettiest girl in the whole wide world 🩷 ↳ y/nleclerc MWAH MWAH MWAH love you carm 💜

francisca.c.gomes getting ed sheeran on the case rn ↳ y/nleclerc i still bawl my eyes out to cold coffee nearly daily ↳ pierregasly really y/n? ed sheeran? ↳ y/nleclerc ok mr listens to crazy frog when he thinks no one can hear

fan lando being the only one y/n airs everytime ☠️ ↳ fan feel bad for him at this point 😭 ↳ fan y/n you want a lover boy, he is RIGHT THERE

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[caption: y/nnies song recs of the day] replies:

charles_leclerc need to find you a boyfriend immediately so you'll stop posting sappy songs on ig ↳ y/nleclerc as long as its not one of your colleagues ↳ charles_leclerc whats wrong with them? :((( ↳ y/nleclerc i hear enough about cars from you i dont need it from them too

landonorris iris is a certified BANGER

heidiberger wanna go get coffee?? i need you to give me new songs for my danny playlist ↳ y/nleclerc y'all are so gross but yesssss ↳ heidiberger i think you misspelt cute 😋

fan y/n can i recommend turning page by sleeping at last? i'm not sure if you have it on your playlist already ❤️ ↳ y/nleclerc team edward FOR LIFE!!!! was one of the songs that got me into my lover girl era ❤️❤️

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y/nleclerc garden party with my favourite leclerc saint mleux ❤️

charles_leclerc wow i see how it is... ↳ y/nleclerc not my fault your son is cuter than you ↳ oscarpiastri aw i knew you thought i was cute 🥰🥰 ↳ y/nleclerc the cutest piastri-leclerc! come round for tea soon, i miss my nephew x ↳ oscarpiastri will you make that pasta dish again? ↳ y/nleclerc i will just for you! ↳ landonorris osc save some for me please ↳ oscarpiastri get your own y/n this ones mine ↳ landonorris just you wait

fan the adoption is going strong i see ↳ fan i think y/ns the biggest instigator for it 😭

alexandrasaintmleux am i your favourite saint mleux? 🥺 ↳ y/nleclerc always x

landonorris leo!! miss my little man ↳ fan day 2947 of y/n airing lando ↳ fan leave him be, his little crush is cute

arthurleclerc if leo's your favourite leclerc saint mleux, am i your favourite leclerc? ↳ y/nleclerc not even close, that spot is for maman only ↳ leclerc_pascale 🥰🥰

fan where's the dress from?? its so gorgeous!! ↳ y/nleclerc it's from a little boutique in monaco! let me see if i can find some alternatives online 💜 ↳ fan my queen thank you!!!

fan oh to be at a garden party with the leclercs...

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replies:

fan you and alex are so cute ↳ charles_leclerc 😉🤫 ↳ fan what does that mean im scared

fan alex was wearing a floor length dress,, whomstdve is THAT mr leclerc?

arthurleclerc i don't like the way he was looking at her ↳ charles_leclerc don't you dare say anything ↳ arthurleclerc you want.. lando???? to date our sister ↳ charles_leclerc oh he's absolutely smitten, it's cute

y/nleclerc is... is that me and lando? ↳ charles_leclerc you guys looked so cute i couldn't help it ↳ y/nleclerc stalker alert!!! ↳ charles_leclerc deflect all you want, i know you liiiike him ↳ y/nleclerc 🙄🙄

landonorris mate can you send me this please? ↳ charles_leclerc yeah sure 😉

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y/nleclerc i believe the kids call it serving cunt

alexandrasaintmleux most gorgeous girl in the whole wide world 🩷 ↳ y/nleclerc come give me a kiss xx

charles_leclerc ??!!!?!?!?!???!!!! text me rn!! ↳ y/nleclerc i'm busy ↳ charles_leclerc i have a key to your flat, i'm not afraid to use it ↳ y/nleclerc damn ok so needy

arthurleclerc and who is that. ↳ y/nleclerc why do you wanna know? ↳ arthurleclerc oh god its Him isn't it? ↳ y/nleclerc you say that like its a bad thing 😭 ↳ arthurleclerc it is

fan UMMM??? 3rd pic???? deets please miss y/n ↳ y/nleclerc if all goes well, i'll give you all a full debrief

fan MOTHERRRRRRRRRRR

fan never mind the man DATE ME!!!! ↳ alexandrasaintmleux ^^ ↳ lilymhe ^^ ↳ lilyzneimer ^^ ↳ alexalbon charles stop bringing your sister to races i dont know if i can fight PLEASE ↳ y/nleclerc you would lose with those lanky arms wimp

fan poor lando in the likes... watching the girl he fancies go on a date with someone else ↳ fan how do you know he fancies her? ↳ fan he's constantly in her comments even if she airs him, he gets the goo goo eyes whenever she's near and don't even get me started on hungary 2022 ↳ fan ... please continue ↳ fan ok SO! she was in the paddock before the race and some guy came up to her and was asking her for a photo and then he asked her on a date ??? like dude use critical thinking skills for one second ... lando was across the paddock with daniel and there's a photo of him somewhere staring DAGGERS into this mans soul... charles came over and shooed the man away and lando literally deflated.. i'll see if i can find the photos ↳ fan tag me in them please ↳ fan me too! ↳ fan me three!! ↳ charles_leclerc me four!! ↳ fan CHARLES???

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y/nleclerc flowers from lover (?) boy :)

fan oh she's down Bad ♥️ y/nleclerc

fan guys dont call me delusional but i think she's dating a driver ↳ fan charles would burn the world down before he would let that happen ↳ fan i gotta say... they have a point, remember when they did that tiktok where they asked drivers who they would introduce their sisters to on the grid and charles said lando immediately ↳ fan and then they did the f2 gang and arthur threatened to kamikaze anyone who tried to go near y/n? ↳ fan going off the comments i'm putting 2 and 2 together and getting 4 ↳ y/nleclerc ironic ↳ fan Y/N??????

fan pls show us lover boy its been 84 years i am begging you ↳ y/nleclerc it's been like 3 months silly but soon :)

charles_leclerc i know i should feel sick seeing you so happy but it's nice to see you be treated how you deserve ↳ y/nleclerc charlie 🥺 ↳ alexandrasaintmleux he's giggling and kicking his feet rn ↳ charles_leclerc wow ↳ fan ik he's picked out a suit for the imaginary wedding ↳ charles_leclerc i reject that statement ↳ alexandrasaintmleux it's bookmarked on his laptop

landonorris pretty flowers! ↳ y/nleclerc thank you :)

fan ???!!!!! SHE REPLIED TO LANDO???? ↳ fan i know he's squealing rn ↳ fan adding it to my "y/nlando dating REAL" spreadsheet ↳ fan omg share the link ↳ charles_leclerc yeah share the link ↳ fan this feels like confirmation but we all know charles lives for the drama

leclerc_pascale don't forget to bring him to the garden party tonight! ↳ fan another one? ↳ y/nleclerc we do them quite often in summer!! it's an excuse to drink champagne at 3 in the afternoon ↳ fan ur so real for that

carmenmmundt lover boy 😔 that should be me ↳ y/nleclerc i've got two hands for a reason babygirl x

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[caption 3: lover boy (no ? this time)] replies:

landonorris lover girl ❤️ ↳ y/nleclerc lover boy ❤️

charles_leclerc photo creds? ↳ y/nleclerc nope!

alexandrasaintmleux its not too late to run away with me x ↳ y/nleclerc meet me at the port at midnight, we can steal charles' boat xx ↳ alexandrasaintmleux y/n it's charles i will bomb the port. ↳ y/nleclerc oh you're Crazy crazy ↳ alexandrasaintmleux only for her ↳ y/nleclerc gross... put my gf back on the phone

fan the sign 🥹 we need to know all the deets ↳ y/nleclerc all i will say is he gave me a mixtape :))))) ↳ fan A MIXTAPE??? LIKE A PHYSICAL MIXTAPE??? oh we stan

fan WHO !!! IS !!! LOVER BOY !!! ↳ y/nleclerc all will be revealed soon ;)

arthurleclerc maybe he has rights ↳ y/nleclerc shush you love him ↳ arthurleclerc thats before he started fancying 🤢 you 🤢

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y/nleclerc he may not be able to write me love songs, but his voice is my favourite melody ❤️

fan we've officially lost her boys 💔💔

carmenmmundt just looked at george and sighed ↳ georgerussell63 ?? why am i catching strays?? ↳ lilymhe me with alex ↳ alexalbon what he say fuck me for?

fan lover girl x lover boy era <333333 ♥️ y/nleclerc

fan guys that's lando's necklace i'm like 99.9% sure ↳ fan you're onto something there lemme look at pap pics from the last race!

fan guys the flowers are orange... papaya even...

landonorris the guy sure likes his bouquets ↳ y/nleclerc yeah he's a real romantic 😋 ↳ fan WHERE'S THE FAN WITH THE SPREADSHEET ↳ fan I'M HERE !!!!! typing as fast as my fingers can handle!!!!

alexandrasaintmleux just so you know charles is crying at the caption ↳ y/nleclerc big softie x ↳ charles_leclerc i just have a lot of feelings :(((((

arthurleclerc i will allow him to live another day ↳ y/nleclerc i'm sure he's shivering his timbers rn ↳ arthurleclerc >:((((

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y/nleclerc lover boy x

fan miss rabbit has fainted

fan spreadsheet fan we just got a HUGE update ↳ fan i'm gonna break my laptop in 2 with my bare hands

charles_leclerc :))))) my scheme worked ↳ y/nleclerc i still hate when you do that shit ↳ alexandrasaintmleux same 🙄

landonorris lover girl x ♥️ y/nleclerc

landonorris so gorgeous, i love the way you look tonight xx ↳ y/nleclerc you said the same thing the night we danced together 🥺 ↳ landonorris i meant it then and i mean it now x

mclaren scuderiaferrari we stole your girl xx ↳ scuderiaferrari you and your ugly colours can get BACK 🤺🤺🤺 ↳ fan the girls are fighting!! ↳ mclaren UGLY COLOURS??? oh its on

carlossainz55 now he'll stop blowing up my phone about you ↳ landonorris nah now i can just annoy you about how cute my GIRLFRIEND is ↳ oscarpiastri you've been dying to say that, haven't you? ↳ landonorris mate i thought i was going to die

fan sorry can we circle back around to charles saying his scheme worked??? ↳ fan yeah charles_leclerc spill. ↳ charles_leclerc a magician never reveals his tricks ↳ y/nleclerc he forced me and lando to talk at the garden party and then pretended to get a phone call from ferrari so he could play eternal flame over the speakers ↳ charles_leclerc y/n :(((( ↳ y/nleclerc you used my love song weakness against me, you don't get to have secrets

alexandrasaintmleux can't believe he stole my girl :( ↳ y/nleclerc you know my heart is always yours x ↳ landonorris WOMP WOMP i didn't pine for years to share

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a/n: thank you for requesting!! i think i've listened to the song about 400 times writing this! needed a lil break from the gote series and this was the perfect thing to get me out of my slump <3

taglist: @golden-hoax

[ace-malarky]

hehehe hit word count for the month :3

obviously I am not. actually done with this arc but it's fine don't worry about it we'll uhhhhh yeah

just keep writing

I'm not actually sure where my notes for the plan have gone lmao I think they might still be in the notepad I haven't looked at since like mid-Feb oops.

Be interesting to see what I've skipped past if anything?

[cyberels]

meeting bartender!ellie headcanons

(aka i saw a bartender tiktok and i got to thinkin…)

-> ok my girl is a DORK fr she’s not gonna be like ‘hey baby here’s ur drink u down to fuck after my shift?’

-> she’s more the type to get so flustered when you’re ordering that she makes you repeat the entire order.

consider:

u go up to her and u look so cute she can’t even focus.

“hey, can i get two shots of tequila and a vodka cran?”

“yeah, of course! and what shots did you say you wanted?”

“…tequila.”

“ok! and what was the drink?”

“………….a vodka cran.”

-> SHES SMILING BUT THE SECOND SHE TURNS AROUND TO MAKE THE DRINKS HER FACE DROPS BECAUSE OF HOW EMBARRASSING THAT WAS

literally like 😁 -> 😟

-> she gives u ur drinks and u r like wanna take a shot with me ??? :D

(OF COURYSE SHE AWNABTBS TO TAKE A SHOT WITJ YUO ARE YOU CRAZY)

-> “uh. yeah, sure.”

-> n then yall take the shots and the alc kinda spills down ur chin a lil and ellie is STARING cuz HELLO?)????,?,!,!,

-> after talking with her for a second u scurry off back to ur friends

-> and then you go back up a few times, ordering drinks you don’t want just so u can talk to her

-> “……you know i’m gonna have to cut you off, you’ve ordered like… 10 drinks.”

-> “….sorry, i didn’t drink them all. i just wanted to talk to you.”

-> WHHHHAAAAAAAAATTTTTTTT

-> ????? aghsjfjskfkdkfkfkdkdkdkdsklfflglclvxllvlfvldlckckc

-> “oh… OH.”

-> URE LIKE OH?!;!;,!?! IS THAT ALL SHES GONNA SAY ?!!?

-> “sorry i don’t mean to bother—“ u start but ellie interrupts u

-> “—NO YOURE NOT BOTHERING ME IM SORRY.”

-> shes not very good at this so she grabs a napkin and scribbles her number on it and hands it to you

-> YOUR HANDS BRUSH AGAINST EACHOTHER AND ELLIE IS LIKE 😳 SORRY

-> and the way you giggle at her AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH she could die

-> shes so flustered aww

-> “i’ll text you.” you wink

-> YESSSSSS YESSSSS YESSSSS

-> she’s so happy she could jump up and down if that was socially acceptable

-> n then u text her when she gets home from her shift and ure like let’s grab lunch sometime??? 💗

-> she could die once again because YES SHE WANTS TO GET LUNCH WITH YOU IS THAT EVEN A QUESTION

i’d prob change things around a little bit buuuttt same concept

masterlist

[fire-lizard-ro]

Hi Roro, hope you’re doing well! Let me start by saying your Sunday stuff is MAGNIFICENT, oh my gosh this MAN-

I’ve come with a request for you…

Dr. Veritas Ratio x fem or gn reader. Bathtub. Sex. Like most of the time he’s only interested in reading in the tub, rejecting reader’s advances. But one day, idk, he’s in a MOOD but he doesn’t want to admit it, so he lets reader go a little further than normal with her advances, but he’s still being petty about it, kinda denying and still trying to read his book or whatever and it just Escalates eventually…

Aaaa thank you so much if you decide to do my request! Remember to take breaks and stay hydrated!

I'm ILL over this man jfc-

Dr. Ratio here to prescribe you with a dose of vitamin D-//SHOT

Veri, my love, please just one chance I'm begging just a crumb oisego-

But yesssss gimme the bathtube sex I want it- I wanna do all kinds of wild things to or with this man. Crazy.

But hehehe I know what you are. 👁️👁️

A s i m p . 🫵 (Like I'm any better.)

And thank you!!! This took a While, but I did it. I had lots of fun with it so feel free to request again~

CW and writing under the cut:

CW: vagina and cock (gasp), PIV sex, cockwarming, rough sex, hair pulling, choking (+some breath play), cumming inside (wrap it before you tap it folks), spanking, degradation+praise, objectification, kinda sorta human furniture thing???, name calling (ex:slut), use of words like "cunt" (wow that feels weird writing here-), marking, ignoring you during cockwarming, doggy position(?), cum play, holding your hands behind your back, discussion of safe wording (check-ins), kinda cum as lube?, funishment, d/s aspects to the relationship (though you are dating for romantic reasons as well), slight pussy slapping, talking to your pussy (I know this man a freak <333), crying during sex (+dacryphilia), dumbification (ofc this was gonna be here), ruined orgasm, edging, slight cum eating, a liiiiittle bit of gagging (w/ fingers), usage of "pet" exactly once

Reader gender: fem (I talked with anon separately and they decided on this when I asked for preference- I also only have one fem reader ask. If people want, I can write another version tweaked to be gn or AMAB/male reader~)

Disclaimers:

>>>Dr. Ratio will be referred to as Veritas here since reader is dating him.

>>>This was written and almost finished before 1.6 release.

Bathtub sex, surprisingly, probably isn't the norm for you two. After all, Veritas (oml it feels weird calling him that after so long of calling him Ratio-) enjoys his down time in the bath where he can relax with you and read his books. I like to think that it's one of the few times when his ever racing mind is a bit quieter. So when you are finally pent up enough at just the right time to want to pounce on him in the tub, he's a bit surpised at first. But the surprise would soon melt into mild annoyance. "Can't you just stay still? Quit it- I'm trying to read."

Of course he says it in that ever dramatic way of his while not even glancing up from his book. Speaking of said book- "You're going to get my book wet, darling-" (Yes, he's a "darling" kind of guy. It's sophisticated as he is. And you know he'd say it with that drawl of his and drag the word out. Sometimes in those more intimate moments, it sounds almost like a sultry purr with the way he says it, commanding all your attention.) "And if you do that, you know I'm going to have to punish you, hm?" You almost want it if it means he'd touch you where you want him, but you know that his punishments aren't necessarily fun. Yet still you like them all the same.

(They're more of funishments than punishments in this case- Please do know that funishments and punishments aren't the same, my dear little kinksters~ Since the reader actually enjoys these "punishments" a lot and they are done for their and Veritas' mutual gratification, it's a funishment. These are normally for bratting behavior while actual punishments are for serious things and are meant to actually discourage the behavior that earned you the punishment. Hopefully I explanied it well, lololol-)

But of course you continue to try and rouse his interest, touching him here and there. It reaches the point where you manage to wiggle your way between his arms, in front of his book. Not only does this block his view, but you're dripping water all over his book! (It was all of one or two droplets.) If you listened close enough, you'd probably have heard the sound of his reason breaking in that moment. Like you had poked a sleeping bear one too many times. (And some little part of himself that knew it was also partly because he also was getting into a mood was squashed. Of course it was just because you needed to be disciplined.)

"That's it. You want my attention, darling? Well now you have it.” There was something dark in his voice that sent a shiver down your back and made your nethers tingle in anticipation. He snapped the book closed and set it on the table by the bathtub almost gently, a stark contrast between how his voice sounded and how he was looking at you. He'd tilt his head and consider you, seemingly thinking about how best to punish you for your transgressions. "Hands on my shoulders and do not move them. Color?" Veritas was launching right into it, huh? "Green." "Good."

With hands on his strong shoulders, you watched him with eyes darting around his form to try and figure out what he'd do. Your question was answered by a hand gripping your hip and another dragging down between your breasts, then over your belly, then stopping on your mound. He didn't move any lower, fingers thrumming there just above where you wanted him. Teasing. "I can see your cunt drooling from here. Was she just so hungry that you couldn't be good and hold it until we were out of the tub?" Heat bloomed in your cheeks as he spoke. "Should I punish her? Hm?" Veritas gave your wetness a few light slaps, just enough to make you jolt but not enough to do more than just barely sting. "No- It isn't her fault she's so empty and wanting. But it is your fault that you couldn't be obedient and wait. Isn't that right, my cute little slut?" He whispered in your ear, leaned forward to curl possessively over you while his fingers slipped down to trace around your twitching hole as it tried to suck his finger in.

"Mmmmm..." he hummed lowly, the sound vibrating against you where your chests were pressed together. He kissed the spot beneath your ear before his lips marked a path down your neck, sucking and nipping marks into the tender flesh there. Just as he reached the junction between your neck and shoulder, he suddenly sunk his teeth in and thrusted two fingers into you at the same time. Veritas had sneakily wrapped an arm around your waist to keep you still right before so you weren't able to squirm away from his teeth or his fingers that now plunged in and out of you, agonizingly slow after that fast, rough entry.

The man pressed a kiss to your new bitemark before sliding the hand of the arm around your waist up your back to latch onto your nape and hold you still for a kiss. He chuckled into it as you attempted to fight him for dominance, your tongues clashing. Ultimately, he won and was now devouring your mouth, licking into it with fervor.

At some point, his fingers began to speed up. Veritas was fingerfucking you with his palm slapping against your throbbing clit. And right as you felt yourself begin that climb- He slowed down, his thrusts going back to a leisurely rhythm. He swallowed the whine that left your throat, smirking into the kiss you were still locked in. As he pulled away, he looked incredibly smug. "Thought it would be that easy? Of course not. This is a punishment.”

He did this another time, bringing you close to the rise of pleasure (not at all that close to your peak, though) before going frustratingly slowing. The third time, however... It didn't seem that he was going to stop, and you felt it build and build inside you like a white hot flame. And right as you were reaching the end... He spanked you and ripped his fingers out, sending you over the edge but ruining your orgasm. It had tears beading in your eyes. Fuck did that make him want to fuck you absolutely stupid, but he had more control than that. Your punishment was far from over.

He soothingly ran his hand over your back as you leaned into him, body shivering. "Color?" Through your panting breaths, you managed a weak, "Green." "Good girl." He didn't let you rest any longer, manhandling you into a new position. Now you were leaned over the edge of the tub with your hands keeping you from falling out, Veritas behind you. "I'm going to fuck you now, and you're going to take it all like a good girl, right?" At first you thought he was talking to you, but then he caressed your slit and cooed at it. That mixed sense of shame and arousal shot through you and had you clenching around nothing, making Veritas laugh condescendingly. "So honest..."

Again he started out slow, the sensual slide of his cock inside of your pussy making you close your eyes to focus on the pleasure he was giving you. But he was faster to ramp things up now that he'd already edged you and ruined one of your orgasms. It may or may not have also been because he was quite ready to slake his own lust with your body.

The only reason you didn't slam your face into the tub's edge or fall out was Veritas' grip on you when he grabbed both of your wrists and pulled your arms behind your back. You felt a hand slide into your hair and then he was thrusting into you hard, the slap of his hips slamming into your ass loud in the confined space of the bathroom. It was obscene the way you could even hear the wet sound of his cock going in and out of you amplified by the natural acoustics of said bathroom. "You like hearing how well you take me, slut? I certainly do. It's filthy. Fitting-"

Your hips are bruising from them being pressed onto the edge of the tub, bumping into it with almost every thrust. It hurt but fuck did it all feel so good because he was pressing against your sweet spot every time he fucked into your wet hole.

The hand pulling your head back by your hair let go only to wrap around your throat and pull you up so your back pressed against his chest. "Fuck you sound like such a whore right now. Are you my good little whore? Just for me?" Of course you couldn't answer because your mind was blank from his hand pressing just right to cut off some of that blood flow. Oh and because he had also just tilted his hand to cut off your air. He held for a bit, waiting until your vision was a bit fuzzy at the edges before letting you breathe, the feeling of the air rushing back into your lungs making you dizzy. You felt so close you could scream- And then you nearly did when he pulled out and stopped your orgasm.

His hands let go of you and you nearly keeled over, but he caught you. With an arm around your waist, you couldn't tell what he was doing behind you until you heard the slick sound of him fisting his cock. Right as he began cumming, he slammed back into you to fill you with it while biting down hard on the back of your neck. Another bite to mark you as his.

Veritas then pulled out so the last few spurts of cum would paint your labia in white, marking you inside and out with his spend.

You could feel the frustrated tears pouring down your face as you felt your burning arousal festering in your belly and the mix of embarrassment and thrill at his actions. Fuck this man would be the end of you. He unlatched from your neck to lean forward and lick the tears off your face with a hum. "You look so pretty like this..." He patted your ass before that same hand was sliding down to open you up using your pussy lips as he leaned back to watch as the cum he poured into you began to slip out.

Scooping up the cum that had dribbled out, he fingered it back in, purposefully tapping at your gspot a few times. He then pulled the white covered fingers out and petted your clit, playing with it a little before bringing it to your face. "Clean them off." Your tongue kitten licked some of it off before he was shoving them in your mouth. You gagged a little, drooling over his fingers while weakly sliding your tongue over them to clean them of the cum clinging to them.

"Good girl," he praised with a kiss to your jaw before he let out a sigh. "I'm going to sit you on my cock and finish my reading. Color?" "Green, fuck-" "That's a good pet."

Warming his cock while leaned forward to rest your arms on the lip of the tub while your head rested on those was hard. You desperately wanted to cum, but you now were willing to be obedient to get what you wanted. You weren't sure how much more punishment you could take. It didn't help that he had an arm resting on the back of your hips, slung over them as he leaned on you a bit while his other arm rested atop the other one. That hand was holding up his book. He wasn't touching you besides that and your ass resting in the cradle of his hips, cock deep inside your pussy which still fluttered around his thickness occasionally. Every time you squirmed he would spank you with a pointed look before going back to his book, ignoring you entirely. Any whining or talking would be met with the same treatment.

He checked in on you after a bit. "Color?" "...yellow." His demeanor changed immedately. Petting your side, he eased you back to lean against him once more. "What's wrong, baby?" He typically saved that endearment for intimate moments alone together and times like this where you might need reassurance. "I wanna see your face... wanna hold you." It seemed you might be a bit sensitive, now, after being punished for a while and needed that from him. "Of course, baby. Your punishment is almost over. I'll let you come soon and we can continue in the bedroom, hm?" You loved this man. "Okay." He kissed your forehead. "Good girl."

He slipped out, making you whine. It was met with a chuckle and he helped you turn around to slide into his lap again, this time facing him.

Veritas pulled you to rest against him, tucking you into his neck as he wrapped an arm around your waist. Once you both were settled in, he went back to reading. He still ignored you, but it wasn't so bad this time.

You knew he was done when he set his book on the table again.

He settled his grip on your hips before going straight into fucking up into you hard and fast, what cum was still left in you from his cock plugging it in you aiding the slide of dick in and out of you. He fucked you and played with you until you felt like you couldn't think straight. Even when he asked you questions, knowing you couldn't answer, you weren't quite sure what you said. Whether it was even coherent or not.

"Such a cute, dumb girl for me."

As you came around his cock again, you moaned as you felt the warmth of his cum in you. "Did so, so good for me. Such a good girl." Veritas gave you some time to come down from your high before asking. "Do you want to continue in the bedroom or are you finished for the night?" "...m' done." "Alright, baby." He gave you some more time before cleaning you up and draining the tub. Another kiss was pressed to your forehead, then your cheek, then your lips. "Let's go to bed, darling. I'll take care of you."

Lololol hopefully you like it. 🙏

If there’s any typos or if it doesn’t make sense somewhere… Your honor my client claims “oopsie daisy”. It’s me. The client is me, your honor-

[slasher-fxcker]

I’m a sucker for hurt/comfort fics, can I get Bo and Thomas being held hostage by a victim please? God I love the way you write Bo ^.^

A/N: Yesssss, I too love this! Hope you enjoy!!

Bo & Thomas having their S/O taken hostage by a victim.

Warnings: Guns, Violence, Swearing. 18+ blog MDNI.

Bo Sinclair

If you asked, Bo would say he isn’t afraid of anything. He always saw himself as fearless, he had seen so much in his life that he didn’t think anything could shake him.

That was until he heard your scream, one of the victims had gotten away from them and they had been searching, shotgun in hand, for at least an hour. When he heard your scream it killed him, you were his life now. Maybe he hadn’t quite realised it but in that moment the thought of you being hurt by the victim, or worse, pained him in a way he’d never felt before.

He raced to the house as fast as he could, he had to grab the wall as he skidded through the door and up the stairs to your room.

His whole body shook in fear as he noticed the handle on your door had been broken and that you were nowhere to be seen. “Fuck!” he yelled running back down the stairs to Vincent, “He took her, that bastards gonna get what’s coming to him,” he sent Vincent back out to look for you while he went to the kitchen to get his keys but what he saw made him still instantly.

Bo called your name quietly as the man pressed the knife closer to your throat making you flinch. “Put the gun down or I’ll do it, I’ll slit her throat.” Bo felt the familiar rage boiling up inside him at this point, how dare he talk about you like that, how dare he threaten to hurt you.

Bo surprisingly kept his cool, raising both hands and placing the shot gun on the table between you before taking a step back. “There, now let her go. Take my truck just let her go.” You had never seen Bo like this before, the pleading in his eyes as they flickered between you and the man. The man started moving forward towards the door still holding you close to him, Bo didn’t take his eyes off of him as he moved towards the exit. Bo was going to kill him, you knew that, he was going to rip him apart for even threatening you. As the man got to the door he looked at the door and then you, “Hey! I said let her go.” Bo seemed to spook the man who pushed you towards him and made a run for it. Vincent must have heard the ruckus and caught the man just as he reached the front door.

Bo wrapped his arms around you holding you close to him, his hand was brushing your hair out of your face as he whispered to you, “You're okay, you're safe now.” He repeated over and over as he just held you, you weren’t sure if he was convincing you or himself.

Thomas Hewitt

Thomas wiped the remaining blood on a rag before wrapping his arm around your waist, pulling you against him and nuzzling into your neck. Giggling you gave him a playful shove, “Lunch will never be ready if you keep it up.” He just huffs, placing a kiss to your neck before getting himself a drink. The poor man didn’t even get a chance to sit down before Hoyt was yelling demands at him again. “I’m going to check out the roads again. Get outside and finish setting the traps up out the back.” Thomas placed his cup down with a sigh, gently caressing the side of your face before making his way outside.

It wasn’t long before you heard some noises coming from behind the basement door, you were used to it at this point and as much as it bothered you, you knew you had to ignore it. You didn’t get to think twice about it before a man came bursting from behind the door. You froze, looking towards the knife on the table you leapt towards it, unfortunately the man seemed to have noticed your gaze and reached the knife before you did. “Scream and you die.”

He steps towards you and you pull away as he tries to grab you. The scuffle gained the attention of Monty who soon rolled into the kitchen, seeing you being manhandled he began yelling for Thomas. The man grabbed you by the hair and dragged you out the front towards the cars. You didn’t know how far Thomas had wandered away from the house, would he have heard Monty? Would he reach you in time?

It wasn’t long before you heard the roar of the chainsaw you tried to turn to look for Thomas but the man’s hold on you is too tight. You hear the chainsaw getting louder but you're getting too close to the cars now. You have no weapon and the grip the man has on you is unbreakable. Panic starts to set in, you're frantically searching for anything to get you away from him. You notice the man has a slight limp, readying yourself you use all your strength and kick him in the side of the knee as hard as you can, he buckles and let’s go of you in the process.

You turn and run towards Thomas as fast as you can, he slows down as he reaches you quickly looking you over to make sure you're safe before running after the soon to be dead man. He doesn’t hesitate before impaling him with the chainsaw. Dropping it immediately when he’s finished with the man.

When Thomas reaches you, you can see the pain in his eyes. He drops to his knees in front of you, face lowered and avoiding eye contact. You know Thomas always blames himself, for you being stranded here, for the life you’ve been forced to lead, for you being hurt. You kneel down and cup his cheek coaxing him to look at you. “I’m okay Tommy, were okay.” You continue reassuring him, as the words seem to sink in he gently pulls you into his lap his arms wrapping around you. You don’t know how long you stay there before Thomas sends you inside while he cleans up the mess. Expect that Thomas will be very needy and protective over the next few weeks, he needs to know you're there and you're okay. Thomas doesn’t know what he would do without you in his life and he never wants to find out.

[velvateen]

pleeeasseeee can i get some more luffy? i love how you write him 🥺

ive grown so used to you somehow - luffy x reader fluff

YESSSSS i forgot how to read and write but im back!!!

fluff, gn reader!! no warnings, just luffy being sweet af, same old same old

Ripples of hushed laughter slipped past your split lips as you tried your best to keep hushed, two warm bodies against the dark backdrop of the night. Nighttime at sea was always eerily dark, which made the stars stark in contrast to the seamless meeting of sky and sea. It was late, the sweltering summer day cooled pleasantly by the setting of the sun. Occasionally a warm breeze would threaten the flame burning in the lanterns holding the blanket down below you, but you didn’t pay it much mind.

“Even when I do this?” Luffy warped his face into some impossible expression, causing you to slap your hand across your mouth as you fought another laugh.

You were breathless as you nodded, “Yes, I still think you’re cute when you do that face.”

“Hey, come on, I wanna hear it!” he reached to pull your hand down before you slapped his arm in protest.

“Okay,” you whispered, “Seriously, stop, we’re gonna wake everyone up,” your tone was hushed buy the sincerity of your words dampened by the laughter cracking through. It didn’t help that his smile was so infectious, his face so warmed by the soft lantern light.

You both caught your breath, lungs exhausted from hours of laughing, and a deeper silence filled the space as it always has the tendency of doing.

You sighed, and as you looked back at Luffy to catch the traces of laughter residing in his eyes, you found he was looking right at you too, gaze unwavering.

You cocked your head, “What?” He mimicked your action, smiling as you saw eye-to-eye again.

“You’re so pretty!”

You lolled your head to the other side. “So are you!”

His smile cracked his face in two as he giggled, “I mean it!”

You sat up straight, and he followed, “What makes you say that now, though?” You didn’t realize that he’d scooted closer to you until he started speaking again.

“I always say it, don’t I?” He leaned a tad closer, bottom lip tucked into his lips, the smile never leaving.

“You do, but I’m wondering what exactly do I do that makes you say it?” He’s getting really very close now, you think.

“Hmm,” he makes a show of putting his fist on his chin, scrunching his eyebrows. You laugh, touching his forehead to make the faux frustration ease away.

“You do that!” He grabs your wrist and pulls it to rest in his hand, gently lacing his fingers with yours.

“Do what!?” Your eyes widen, searching desperately to understand what exactly he’s gunning for.

“Little stuff, like just now,” his thumb starts to rub circles into your hand, “you make me smile when you laugh, and how you like when I’m making stupid jokes,” he presses into your palm, a motion that calls you to look into his eyes, away from where he’s holding you.

“I just like being around you, and how you make me feel, and I like to look at you while you do those things. You make me better.”

The heat in your cheeks is enough to tell you that you’re blushing like crazy and, with a sweltering smile, you look away.

a/n HELLO thank you for the request sm i loved writing this it was so damn cute!!! please send in more ideas and i will try my best to fulfill them! sorry for falling off the face of the earth (one year closer to my bachelors degree) 😼🏄‍♀️💪

ALSO title from the lyrics of “lovesick blues” by hank williams hehehe

[archangeldyke-all]

I loved Sevika x oblivious to her advances reader 🩶 Need to know their first time please //// They took over my mind your writings are so good!! ♡

yesssss i'm gonna combine this with another ask hehehe:

Sevika trying tribbing for the first time with her gf?

men and minors dni

sevika's in love with you. sevika's in love with you, and she's filled your apartment with romantic glittery decorations, and it smells like she's cooked you dinner, and she's got you pinned to the front door, her thigh between your leg as she sucks hickeys in your neck.

you think you might be dreaming.

"is this real?" you ask, drunk off the kisses sevika's been pressing against you and deliriously happy. sevika laughs against your neck, her teeth gliding over the tender skin of your pulse point. you shiver.

"want me to pinch you?"

"want you to fuck me." you say. you gasp at your own words, and sevika groans.

"fuck, seriously? now? are you sure?" she asks. you gulp.

"uh, we don't have to if you don--"

"fuck off!" sevika laughs. "don't even finish that sentence, do you want to?" she asks. you blink at her.

sevika's giddy-- excited and energized and licking her lips as her sparkling, lust filled eyes study your face. her hair's a little out of place, her gaze is lidded, and she's grinning at you with wet, puffy lips, a little swollen from your makeout session.

your cunt pulses.

"yes." you whimper, nodding up at her. sevika grins.

she's rough with you as she manhandles you toward your bedroom, teasing and groping and pinching you all over then laughing when your feet trip over another, but the second she's got you on your bed, she slows down.

she's sickeningly sweet as she slowly, slowly strips you and her of all your clothes. when she gets you naked and your hands come up to try to hide yourself, she scoffs and takes your hands in hers, before gawking down at your body.

she doesn't take her mouth off of you. every article of clothing that comes off is followed by a million kisses on all the new skin she's revealed.

you tug her up for kisses several times, and she complies each time, grinning at you and muttering about how cute you are.

she's sweet and full of giggles and you're so turned on you think you might slide off the bed, but when you're finally both naked, sevika freezes.

"sev?" you ask. she gulps, looking down at you.

"i don't have my strap." she says. you snort.

"yeah, i can see that."

"but i really wanna..." she trails off, her eyes trailing down your body and getting stuck on your cunt.

you blink up at her. "you know that there are other ways to fuck without a strap on, right sevika?" you ask. she rolls her eyes.

"fucking obviously." she grunts, laughing. "i just-- i still wanna fuck you." she says. you blink.

"y-yeah... that's kinda where this is going..." you mutter, still confused. sevika snorts.

"no." she says, shaking her head before pinning your knees spread open on the bed and straddling your ass, her cunt hovering three inches, "i wanna fuck you." she says.

you blink up at her, your eyes going wide. "oh." you say. she nods. "i've only seen this in porn." you say. sevika groans.

"fuck-- really?"

"y-yeah, i thought scissoring was, like, a myth." you say, giggling. sevika snorts.

"'s not really scissoring in this position." she says. you bite your lip, slowly creeping your hands up her thighs until you're groping her ass. you don't tug her down just yet-- you just watch the way she shivers on top of you.

"so tell me what it is then?"

"'s called tribbing."

"and you've done it before."

"y-yeah."

you blink up at her, and you smile. she's looking at you with wide, sparkly eyes, and for a moment, all the love and excitement in your stomach fades and the familiar, years' long pull in you to tease your best friend takes over.

"you think you're any good at it?" you ask, blinking up at her. sevika gulps.

"i-i" her voice cracks and you laugh. sevika growls and sinks down to kiss you, nipping your lip. you giggle. "fuck off." she whines. when she pulls back up to talk, her cunt just barely bumps yours. you both gasp. "lemme show you how good i am." she whispers. you bite your lip.

"okay." you whisper. sevika nods down at you, gives you a quick peck, and then sinks her hips and stomach down on top of you. you groan. "oh, fuck." you cry. sevika grins, her mouth only two inches from yours. "fuck, what the fuck?" you ask, laughing up at her. she snorts.

"feels amazing, right?" she asks.

it feels spectacular. her warm, wet cunt grinding deliciously and slowly on top of yours. she's just started, she keeps adjusting her hips to try to find a good position, but it all feels so erotic and hot that you think when she finds her rhythm, you'll pass out.

"you're so fucking wet." you say, breathlessly.

"nah, that's all you." she says, smirking at you. you giggle.

"c-could be. you got no fucking idea what you do to me." you say. sevika's smile is all teeth now, her sharp canines making you a little dizzy.

"tell me." she demands. you lick your lips.

"i-i've had so m-many dreams like this." you admit. "you on top of me, naked and sweaty and-- oh fuck, there!" you gasp when sevika's cunt slots deliciously against yours. she seems to agree, shivering atop of you as your clits bump.

"i've been keepin' a list of porn links in my phone-- things i wanna do to you." she whispers. the confession makes you dizzy.

"oh fuck."

"this wasn't on it-- but it's gonna be now." she says. you laugh.

"'s so good." you say. "how've i never done this before?"

"you were waitin' for me to fuck you just right." she says. you giggle.

"i wanna be on top next time."

"good luck getting me beneath you."

sevika picks up her pace and you squeal. "o-oh shit!" you cry. she laughs.

"so, whaddya think?"

"wha?" you ask, your eyes rolling in the back of your head as your hands claw into her ass.

"am i any good?" she asks. you smile, little 'mm mm mm's escaping your lips with each of sevika's thrusts.

"you're fuckin' amazing, sev. can't believe you love me." you say.

sevika's air comes out of her in a woosh and when you open your eyes she's looking down at you with big giant hearts in her eyes.

"so much." she whimpers. you blink. "so much, i love you so much." she says, nodding. you grin.

"love you too-- sorry it took me so long to catch on to your scheme."

sevika giggles, her thrusts slowing as she presses a kiss to your cheek. "it wasn't a scheme it was multiple very obvious propositions."

"whatever-- 're you gonna make me cum or what?" you ask.

sevika growls and her chest drops down on top of yours, her teeth sinking into your throat as she picks up her pace, fucking you even harder than before.

you're close. sevika can tell from the way you're scratching your nails down her back.

she's grunting into your neck, you're gasping for breath, and your cunts are making the lewdest squishy kissing sounds between you. your thighs are soaked, and you can feel how swollen sevika's clit is against yours.

"please." sevika whimpers. you gasp. "please, please, love, please cum on me. wanna feel it-- wanted it forever, since i met you--"

you're cumming the second 'love' leaves her mouth. she notices-- grinning down at you.

"there you go baby, there you go love." she says, giggling at the way you shiver again when the petname leaves her mouth.

but when you whimper out an "i love you, sev" as you fall apart beneath her, she falls apart just as hard.

you cum again when you feel sevika squirting against your pussy with each thrust of her hips. her hips are bucking uncontrollably, and you press up against her, giving her more friction. tiny little spurts of cum soak you and your thighs and your lower stomach, and sevika's burying her face against your neck. you kiss her hair.

"f-fuck!" you moan.

"fuckkkk..." she agrees.

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[aliamor]

can you do a headcanon one where case takes care of pregnant y/n? like buying them what they’re craving, back rubs, things of that sort if you’re comfortable with it ofc!! i’m in love with everything you write 😭🙏

YESSSSS J CANNN🗣️ thank youuuuu mwha big ol smooch for you🙏

Case is a sweet heart but seeing him take care of you when your pregnant with his child, hes adorable. He wont let you lift a finger, hes setting up the crib, car seat, you name it.

He buys you everything your craving the minute the ingredients leave your mouth. Hes giving you treats “we’re going to sugar up the baby” you say softly up to him, which he will put his ear to your belly “nah the baby said ‘MOREE’ so i gotta listen” he sweet talks back.

His streaming breaks throughout your pregnancy, even though hes still in the house if you needed him. But when the baby does come out he takes months off so he can care for the baby and you.

He knows when you are in need of a massage, you let this hum of a sigh out and its like a calling to him because no matter what state his mind is in or where he is in the house, hes next to you giving you back rubs and massages where ever you want it.

“Thank you, sweet boy” you hum out,

“of course, honey” case whispers back.

If you get frustrated hes by you and comforting you, pregnancy emotions are no joke and he giving you kisses on you cheeks to wipe your tears away.

“Your gonna be a great mumma; your so sweet and loving. Ill be here every step of our babys journey, i care of you” he will reassure as he rubs your bump.

Mwahhhh,

This is so cute, like case is so husband material 😭😭

[fizzywashere87]

OKAY OKAY SO I WAMNA REQUEST LIKE 2012 RAPH HAS A CRUSH

AND HIS CRUSH IS THE MOST DENSE MF EVER LIKE RAOH WILL FLIRT WITH EM AND THEY'LL BE LIKE "awe thanks!" Just really oblivious lol

notes: OMGIE YESSSSS THIS IS CUTE (it has been rotting in my inbox for a few weeks months and this i apologize for) also i didn't know if you wanted hc's or a fic so i js went with a fic for this one BUT I HAD SO MUCH FUN WRITING THIS TYSM FOR REQUESTING ML I HOPE YOU ENJOY!! 🫶🫶

Warnings: Gn! Reader, Fluff? Slight crack ig, Rushed at the end kinda

M.List

Think Babes, Think!

Raphael and his brothers were training in the dojo, as usual. Nothing new, nothing to bat an eye for, though Raphael was somewhat distracted. This was not usual.

What was he thinking about that made him so distracted you ask me?

Them.

Who's them?

(Name)

He's gonna try and flirt with them today, that's why he's so worked up.

Raphael is put against Donatello today in their sparring matches, and while they circle each other just waiting for Master Splinter to give them the 'go,' Raphael can't seem to shut his thoughts up.

They probably don't even like you back.

You're an ugly, gross mutant, they're human and just perfect, no human wants to be with a mutant, nonetheless one like them.

Ugly green freak-

His anger was beginning to show on his face. Donatello noticed, raising a non-existent brow, he started, "Uh- Raph-"

"Haijime!"

Raph lunged at Donnie right away, which the taller turtle narrowly dodged, causing Raph to tuck and land on his knees for him to quickly get back up again. The rest of the sparring match was a blur, Raphael was just angry.

"Yame!"

He came back to his sense when he heard Donnie groan from the floor as he stood over him panting slightly. He wasn't as angry as he was a few seconds ago, but the feeling of anger definitely lingered. Donnie got up, Leo and Mikey were already seated on their knees, Leo having won that match. "Uh, Raph, you look, like extra angry dude-" Mikey spoke up prompting Raph to whip his head at his younger brother and send him a glare.

"I am not angry." He spoke through gritted teeth, Mikey put his hands up in mock defense as Donnie and Raph go to sit on their knees beside their two brothers. Master Splinter stands in front of his four sons his hands clasped behind his back, the boys wait to hear what he's about to say, Raph, with an angered look on his features.

"You boys did-"

"Casey! Cut it out!"

"I didn't do nothin' red!"

"Say on God, we both seen you Jones!"

Master Splinter sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose at the certain ruckus going on at the new arrivals if you'll call them that, Leo also seems to sigh, the rest of the brothers unphased.

At the sound of their voice, Raph's anger was immediately lifted a ton, and he thought about his plan to flirt with them today. He didn't know how he was going to do it, but he was going to. His attention turned back to his sensei when he heard another sigh come from him. "You boys did well today, remember your strengths, hide and let go of your weaknesses. We will resume our training tomorrow."

"Hai sensei!" The boys say together, bowing slightly before getting up and meeting their human friends who're in the living room.

As the four boys walk in, April gives a warm smile and wave, (Name) flashes their usual grin, and Casey continues munching on popcorn. Donnie runs to April first much to Casey's dismay and he gets ready to pick a small fight. Mikey, as usual runs to grab a comic book and he plops on the couch next to Casey, giving (Name) a fist bump, Leo also walking over to greet and join his friends. (Name) looks to Raph who seems to be taking the soul out of that poor punching dummy.

(Name) walks over to him, smiling slightly. "Hey Raph, what 'cha up to?" They ask talking over his quieter grunts. He pauses for a moment, looking at them and sighing slightly, (Name) didn't pick up on it.

"Nothing, just punching." He replies, crossing his arms, they look at the dummy and back at him, nodding in understandment. He really wanted to say something sweet to them, something that would give them the hint. This was so, so, not like him. He's not supposed to care about this, the only thing he's supposed to care about is punching aliens and taking down Shredder. So why, why was he so persistent with this?

Although now that he thinks about it, he may have to be a bit more straightforward with (Name). There was that one time...

"Hey." Raph says as a greeting, seeing (Name) walk into the lair, they plop down on the couch next to him, and he sets his comic down.

"Hey Raph! What's up?" (Name) smiled and started idly tapping their foot on the ground. This was his chance, why was he doing this? Never mind that he's doing it, no matter how soft he comes off as.

"You," he clears his throat, "you look cute today." Raph says mentally cursing himself at the way he sounded and how they easily could've taken that as him implying they don't look cute everyday.

(Name) pauses for a moment, taking in his words. A bright smile etches across their face and she gives him a thumbs up. "Thank you Raph! You look pretty good yourself!" They stay quiet for a moment before speaking up. "You okay? It's totally not like you to give out compliments like that!" (Name) tilts their head a wave of concern washing over their adorable human features.

Raph was dumbfounded, shocked even. He stayed quiet for a moment as he processes how his flirting just flew over your head. Were they playing dumb with him to avoid rejecting him? he wouldn't blame them... (Name) was a human and he was an ugly green freak!

"What do you mean?! I can't compliment people?!" He plays the angry and defensive card to get out of that one.

(Name) watches as he punches the dummy, looking over how his muscles flexed at certain points, taking it all in. They wished he seen them the way they do. Why can't he like them back?

Raph stops his punching and turns towards (Name), he took a deep breath and sighed. "(Name), can I ask you something?" He sounded almost nervous? What was wrong?

"Of course Raph! What's up?" (Name) asked slightly concerned, it could be anything at this point. (Name) was hoping he'd get it over quickly so they don't have to wait any longer in suspense.

"Would you," Raph clears his throat, "Would you want to go out sometime?" His tried not to wince as his voice took on a higher pitch at the end.

(Name) thought for a moment, was he asking them out? Probably not, either way they would love to go. "Sure!" They smile, "Any specific reason?" They ask curious as to why Raph of all people would want to go out with them.

Raph sighed audibly through his nose. Welp, this was going to be all or nothing. Time to rip the bandaid off for this one. "I was asking you out on a date." He crosses his arms he scoffs. "Forget it, you wouldn't want to go on a date with an ugly green mutant. Stop playing stupid with me." Raph walks off, angry and a little sad.

(Name) pauses for a moment, as if something wet had just hit them in the face. "What?" They mumble. "Raph wait!" They call out and Raph pauses.

"What do you want?" Raph turns around to face them again, although he didn't really want to. (Name) lightly jogs up to him. "I would love to go out with you, I just didn't think that you liked me like that..." (Name) says rubbing the back of their neck awkwardly.

Raph raises a brow, a small smirk on his face. "You really are that dense." He said crossing his arms, getting an eye roll from (Name)."Where were you thinking we go?" (Name) asks, referring to their up coming date, completely disregarding his (lighthearted) insult.

"Mr. Murakami's place, it's not like I can go anywhere else." Raph says as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. (Name) shrugs and nods. "You do have a point there." They smile at him and plant a kiss on his cheek.

"Pick me up at 8 on Friday!" (Name) skips off to go hangout with April who was seated on the couch engrossed in her laptop for school. Raph was left there with pink cheeks and wide eyes, his jaw slightly agape.

Wow.

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[ihavemanyhusbands]

Can you write cooper x medic!reader, maybe where she's pissed he keeps doing dumb shit? Tysm!!

Yesssss omg i love this!! ❤️❤️

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“And… there we go, last stitch,” you said, pulling back to look at your handiwork better. “You were extremely lucky to have recovered your own hand, you know that right?”

Cooper grinned, amused at the frustrated furrow of your brows and the way you were trying not to make eye contact.

“I know, darlin’, I know,” he said, flexing his fingers to make sure everything was in working order. “Always get your panties in a twist when I’m hurt, don’tcha?”

“Because it’s so often!” You argued through gritted teeth. “You’re taking up all our medical supplies.”

He knew well that wasn’t the real reason for your disgruntlement, but he let it slide, even if he felt a smug sort of satisfaction.

“What are you gonna do if you run into some super mutants, huh? Or a deathclaw?” You continued, crossing your arms over your chest and finally looking up at him. “I doubt the damage would be so reversible then.”

“Well, I’ve always liked myself a challenge…”

You rolled your eyes, stubborn as ever. He let out a small, breathy chuckle, his smile turning more sly.

“What would you have to do instead, hm? Shack up somewhere and sit pretty? Y’know that ain’t me,” he said, leaning forward. “‘Sides, no injuries means I don’t get to see you.”

You pursed your lips, knowing he had a point there. You hated giving him the satisfaction of admitting he was right.

“Well, you could always just visit me outside of my regular business hours.”

He raised a hairless eyebrow with a cheeky sort of interest. “That so? Well, I’ll be damned… You must really care about my wellbeing, sweetheart.”

“You know what? I changed my mind.”

He laughed. “Oh no, that ain’t the sort of offer y’can take back. You’ll see me around, don’t you worry about that.”

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[cheolhub]

MELTING — CHOI YEONJUN࿐

summary. sometimes yeonjun just wants to be taken care of… especially after a long day.

wc. 1.3k

warnings. switch!yj, switch!reader, unprotected sex, lowkey very soft, creampie, whiny & needy!yj, praise kink, pet names (baby, angel, princess) — MINORS DNI 18+

note. yessss im petty and yesssss this is for all the haters! i thank all of u for getting me out of my writing slump 😁 btw this is literally a gourmet drabble, lol it’s so short w no plot whatsoever— enjoy!!! (not proofread)

yeonjun has had a day. the type of day that has him trudging through the door with the biggest pout etched into his lips. as soon as he walks into your room and spots you on the bed, scrolling mindlessly through your phone, he almost immediately feels better. you happen to have that effect on him. 

nonetheless, he’s toppling over you and digging his face into your neck, still in the clothes he’s been in all day. the act has you giggling, setting your phone on the nightstand as you greet him softly. 

“hi, baby, how was your day?” you ask and he groans, nuzzling his face into the crook. “that bad, huh?” you chuckle, arms wrapping around him as if he were an actual baby.  

“yeah,” he grumbles, lips attaching to the skin of your neck. “missed you s’much.” he says in between pecks. 

you shiver a bit, realizing this is going to escalate. you let out a breathy giggle, “missed you, too, jjunnie.”

he gets on his forearms to look at you. he looks a bit nervous… anxious. then he asks, “can you do something for me?” his voice has never sounded so small and it has you furrowing your brows in confusion.

“what is it?”

“you can say no… i know we’ve never tried anything like this before, but…” he trails off, eyes evading contact as he opts on looking at the ruffled sheets instead. “can you… can you try being on top?” 

your mouth opens to say something, then shuts before it can happen. what exactly is he asking for? you’ve ridden him hundreds of times– being on top is nothing new to you. 

“you want me to ride you?” you ask, dumbfounded.

“no– well, not no… i just mean… can you maybe… be in charge?” the last of his words come out whispered and he falls back into the crook of your neck with a heated face. “i’ve just had a hard day…”

oh. so that’s what that means. 

you coo, softly, almost naturally falling into the role. “poor thing,” you say, one of your hands coming up to play with his hair. “you want me to take care of you?”

he audibly shudders, hot breath fanning against your neck. “please…” he replies, voice devoid of any hesitation. he feels his dick hardening in his pants, twitching at the sudden change in your demeanor.

“alright, jjunnie,” you say. “as you wish.” 

– 

unexpectedly, yeonjun was easily reduced to a mess. all it took was some praising words about how good he was and how pretty he looked while your slick hand rubbed his cock for him to completely crumble under you.

now, you’re hovering over him, hand wrapped tightly around his hard cock to guide him into your comically wet cunt. it’s torture for him, honestly. you’re moving so slow and he’s sure he’s about to explode if you don’t just put it in. he attempts to speed up the process, but when he bucks his hips, you instantaneously squeeze his cock even harder. 

he moans loudly, throwing his head back, “‘m sorry– please, can’t take it.” 

“be patient, baby, want it to feel really good for you.” you murmur, easing your grip on his length. you run the tip through your folds and he gasps feeling just how wet you are. “‘s gonna feel so good.” you echo, voice wavering a bit. “so wet for you.”

he whines because he knows– he can feel how wet you are. “please… angel, please just fuck me. need you so bad.” he begs, his voice even more unsteady than yours. 

you can’t deny that. you bring his tip back to rest at your drooling hole, but you don’t concede that you want it just as bad as him even though your head is spinning with need and desire. 

when you slowly sink down onto his cock, his jaw goes slack and guttural groan rips from his throat. you whimper, basking in the way he stretches you open even when he’s technically the one getting fucked.

his hands quickly fly to your waist, slamming you down to the base of his cock. the action makes you cry out his name to which he inadvertently bucks his hips up, driving himself even further inside of you. 

“mmph, jjunie,” you whine, palms lying flat against his chest. “cock ‘s too good, fill me up so well. so good f’me.” 

yeonjun feels like he might die if you fuel him with any more praise. “princess fuck,” he pants out the pet name. ironically enough, he’s the one with his head against the pillow, his hair tousled, and his eyes screwed shut as his hands squeeze your flesh so tight. so tight that you know you’ll wake up with bruises in the morning. “don’t say stuff like that...” he utters. 

you know he’s turned on, likely to cum prematurely, when his cock twitches in your cunt. you coo again, “it’s true… you make me feel so full, baby, i love your cock.” it’s when he twitches again that you open your eyes to look at him with your hazy vision. 

and, fuck, what a sight. his mouth is wide open, moans tumbling out and his brows are knit together as if he were experiencing the most amazing thing life had to offer. 

when you start moving, though, his eyes shoot open, training them on the sight of your pussy swallowing his cock every time you lift up and slide back down. it’s a painstakingly slow rate, but if you go any faster, he’ll probably combust. 

so, he takes it. his hands guide you up and down his cock all the while you whisper your sweet praises and fill his head with euphoria. the pace picks up naturally as you adjust to his size and relax your tight grip.

you’re tirelessly moving on your own, moaning out his name and feeling your stomach tighten with every stroke. your thighs burn–though you can barely recognize it with how good you feel.  yeonjun can tell you’re struggling with the way you inconsistently bounce up and down his cock, so he thrusts into you, meeting your hips halfway. 

“jjun,” you mewl, nails digging into his chest leaving red crescent shapes in the skin. “baby, oh my god…”

he moans in what seems like agreement. “so close, god, i’m so fucking close– you’re so tight,” he slurs, eyes rolling back in pleasure. “god– baby, too good, ‘s too good, i won’t last.” he sounds like a broken record– the way he moans out about how good you feel– you feel as if you might’ve broken him. 

“cum for me,” you demand, but it’s breathy so it sounds more like a beg than anything. “cum inside me, baby, fill me up– ‘m close, too.”

“please cum with me,” he pleads in response, a cute whine erupting in the back of his throat. “please, please, please.” 

his voice, let alone his cock brutally fucking into you, has you teetering over the edge. you’re on the precipice of an orgasm and then yeonjun brings your hips flush to yours as he lets out a cry and a mantra of your name. his cum fills you up, as you asked, painting your gummy walls with his warm seed. it immediately triggers your own orgasm. 

you clench tightly around his pulsing cock, soaking him with even more arousal. you’re nearly sobbing as you release with your labored breathing and quivering body. all the while, yeonjun rubs circles into your sides easing you through your intense high as he comes down from his. 

once you’re stable, you topple on to his chest with his half-hard dick inside you. you mumble into his chest, “did i do okay?” you feel the need to ask. “do you feel better?

“you did perfect and yes… so much better. thank you, angel,” he whispers. “you were so hot.”

“really?” you giggle tiredly. “you were, too… maybe we can try again another time and i can tie you up or something so you won’t bruise me.”

“i love the sound of that.”

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[ohraicodoll]

i see a prompt request 👀 what about “stop trying to help me it’s just hurting you” with feral reader… maybe joel is the one helping her with the adjustment to settlement life in wyoming? or they’re out on a run and she gets hurt? anything tbh you decide

Yesssss I am all for this one. I had some downtime and managed to write this so fast. So have some angst and maybe some lore and both of them fighting lol

Left Behind Joel Miller x f!Reader/OFC The Last of Us 2.5k Words (3rd POV) (Lots of callbacks to Monsters but not necessary to read first. Feral Reader's name is used sparingly so yes, she's technically more an OFC as you get lore in this one) Summary: Settling into life in Jackson wasn't going so easily and Joel is hit with the possibility she may not be welcomed to stay.

“Joel, she’s trouble, man,” Tommy ran a hand through his hand exasperatedly, pacing the hard packed ground in front of both their homes, “I know shit was rough out there. Hell, the three of you were practically hissing at everyone when you came through that first time, but it’s been a couple months. She’s scaring half the town and you’re scaring the other half acting like her goddamn guard dog.”

The older Miller brother clenched his jaw, hands on his hips and trying not to show how much his split open knuckles smarted, “I wouldn’t have to if those assholes would stop treating her like a fucking pariah or giving her shit every time she tries to stand up for herself.” “You have got to admit it’s not exactly like she’s giving them much reason not to act that way,” Tommy sighed and spread his hands pleadingly, “She threatened to stab Johnny at the lumberyard through his hand for looking at her weird, not to mention I’ve already had to take her off patrol duty with anyone but you after she beat Grant-” “That boy learned the hard way to keep his hands to himself,” Joel cut him off.

Tommy pinched the bridge of his nose, shaking his head, before glancing back at his house where his very pregnant wife currently was, “Brother, I can’t have her acting this way. I get it’s not perfect here, but we can’t have trouble like this. Maria…she’s already considering that if Red doesn't get her shit together she may not be welcome to stay.” Silence fell between the two, boiling and tense. He didn’t have to even look up to know the look on his older brother’s face at his words, could feel it as if flames were on his skin. It was like lighting a match around gasoline, waiting for the whole thing to ignite. He knew that as much as his brother cared about the young girl in his charge, he also cared about the woman that came along with them. And when Joel Miller cared about something, he’d go through hell for them. “That’s not gonna happen,” Joel bit out harshly, snarling. His irises had darkened to almost black, the hints of hazel swallowed almost entirely. His body was tight, a wire begging to snap. But the younger of the two could only shake his head, feeling lost and unable to comprehend what to do. Torn between the home he had helped create and protect, his wife who had the weight of the community on her shoulders while preparing to give birth to his first kid, and his brother’s protectiveness over the rough woman currently inside the house. “Just get it sorted. Talk to her. My hands are tied, I can only do so much,” Tommy sighed, turning and heading back across the lot to his own home and life. Joel didn’t watch him leave. His eyes were trained on the ground, blood roaring in his ears as he replayed the words over and over again. They were considering kicking Red out. He’d dragged her all over the country, to Wyoming then Colorado and Salt Lake and back to Jackson, forcing her to settle down only for her to get kicked out. He knew she was having a hard time. She’d never stayed in a QZ, had stayed out in the world too long alone or with the wrong people and didn’t know how to deal with a community like this. Normal people who didn’t have to tear each other apart for scraps. While he and Ellie didn’t have the smoothest transition and were still rough around the edges, they’d managed while the woman had hit wall after wall. She was defensive, quick to react and bare her teeth. It was fine out beyond the gates but inside Jackson where everyone was trying to find a new normal it had caused issues. One of the steel workers was Grant’s brother and hadn’t taken kindly to her beating the shit out of him. He had refused to give her some parts they needed for the house and then called her a bitch when she’d slapped his payment down and went to snatch the items. But he hadn’t registered Joel around the corner listening and before they all knew it his fist was flying into the man’s face. He’d have done more if Tommy hadn’t broken them up. But his brother was right and she did have a reputation, had scared a lot more than half the town. He’d seen the way mothers had pulled their kids away or the looks some of the guardsmen gave her. Ellie had told off more than a few, shouting across the plaza when she’d catch it, defensive. He’d watched Red shrink in the settlement, only fully confident like she usually was outside of Jackson. He’d figure it out. He had to. 

With a deep sigh, he turned and went inside. Ellie had been sent to take care of the errands and get the groceries they both knew Red wouldn’t be able to get. The teenager was understanding and was doing the best she could to help, keeping any complaints to herself or to him when they were alone to not burden the woman. She was as protective of her as he was of both of them. The house was quiet. It was all something he was still getting used to. Having a house again, a home where he didn’t have to worry about getting attacked or FEDRA raids, no more furniture salvaged from garbage dumps and pipes that rattled without a drop of hot water. Jackson made it easy to get comfortable, to feel like it was before the world was ravaged. Easy for him at least. He paused and waited a moment, hearing the almost imperceptible sound of breathing on his good side before he rounded the kitchen counter and looked down. Red sat on the tiled floor, knees pulled up to her chest, head resting back against the cabinet doors. Her face was blank but he’d learned to read the small hints of thoughts on her face. Lips pressed tight, eyes focusing on her nails even as he hovered. She’d heard. He knew she had. “Should I start packing my bag now or wait for Maria to give me the word?” she chewed on her lip, feigning nonchalance. “Neither. You ain’t going nowhere,” Joel bit out with a furrowed brow. She laughed humorlessly, mouth turning into a grimace, “That’s not up to you, Tex.” Those eyes looked up finally, met his, and he could see the resignation there. This wasn’t something she was going to fight if they made her leave. She’d do it and he knew why, knew it was for them, but refused to accept it. “Like hell it ain’t.” “Stop,” abruptly getting to her feet, she hissed at him, “Just stop it. Stop trying to help me. It’s only hurting you and Ellie. You have actual family here, Joel. Flesh and blood family. You could murder someone and they’d still keep you here and Ellie as well, but I’m a liability. To you, to her, to all of them. I get it.” “I don’t give a fuck if you get it, Red,” Joel was angry, getting into her face, “They’re not kicking you out. End of conversation.” “Not end of fucking conversation,” she growled, “I’m not risking yours and Ellie’s only chance at a safe, stable life. If that means I go back out there then so be it.”

“God, you’re so fuckin’ stubborn sometimes,” he all but yelled through his teeth. A laugh tore from her, sharp and loud, her brow raised, “Oh that’s hilarious coming from you.” He wanted to beat his fist through the fucking wall, pick up a glass and shatter it if only to release some of the frustration dealing with her gave him. That damn martyrdom that he hadn’t ever been able to get rid of, scream out of her no matter how many times he told her to stop it. She was so willing to throw herself away for his or Ellie’s sake as if what happened to her didn’t matter and it drove him insane every single time. “You better quit that shit,” Joel ground out between clenched teeth, “That stupid fucking selfless bullshit. For what? As punishment because you lost some people? That…fucking Harry you were with?” He hadn’t ever brought up the name she had mentioned once because he knew what it was like for someone to bring up the past. She hadn’t offered much of her background and he never asked, but there had been small moments. That name had stuck in his brain though, like the little stars tattooed on her collarbone and the “love ya” on her skin in someone else’s handwriting. 

The silence following his words were deafening, all emotion wiped off her face. It was as if someone had scrubbed away anything that made her a person, human, in seconds. 

Then something darker took over and twisted and she smiled, a showing of teeth, and eyes so hollow they seemed like caverns, “Is that what you think? That I’m punishing myself over some boyfriend that died when the world fell apart as if most of the fucking population didn’t also die too? That I’m what? A sad little heartbroken girl pining over some lost love?” A laugh left her lips and it felt like poison, dripping venom. He clenched his fist, anger burning hot, but he knew better than to say anything or approach her when she was like this. Dangerous. Sometimes she was so dangerous he wondered how he had ever thought it was safe to turn his back on her. “That’s real sweet, Tex…I shot him, you know?” she laughed again, not a bit of humor on her face, “Not because he was infected. No. He wasn’t even bit, didn’t have a scratch on him. He was fully alive and healthy before I blew his face right off.” She’d mentioned the man’s name long ago on the road when they’d gotten drunk out. It had slipped out of her covered in pain and regret, Harry and her younger sister, how she'd been barely starting her life when the apocalypse hit. A singer. Ellie had mentioned she had been trying to be a singer and he’d always pictured a bright eyed girl unprepared for what was to come. He had wondered if that death had been what had broken her, guttered her and tore out her soul to the point she lived on instinct only, how that girl had become the hissing creature before him. Now he wasn’t so sure.

Stepping closer to him, he resisted the urge to back away, to show that he was like the rest of them and scared of her too. She almost smiled wider and he knew she was expecting him to, a test almost, “You see we were on a run. Harry, me, and Annie. Spooked some runners so we booked it out of the building because back then I wasn’t much of a fighter, hadn’t learned yet. So I trusted him to keep us safe. Yet, lo and behold, when we get through the front door and I turn around, I see him.” Her words were made of broken glass that cut her apart and made her mouth bleed, devastation and rage coating each one but he didn’t move or try to comfort her lest he got cut too, “Harry had shoved my sister behind so he could get through first then shut the door in her face. I watched them through the glass tear her apart, screaming my name, because I had trusted him to have her back. Instead he got her killed. So I killed him.”

There was no smile then.  He remembers how they met. Ellie had fallen behind while running from scavengers because he hadn’t put her in front of him. It had been Red who had saved her and like a missing puzzle piece, he could see the picture come together. Knowing her now and how it wasn’t normal for her to go out of her way to help strangers, but she’d helped them.

Because Annie had fallen behind once before and she couldn’t save her. Blamed herself for her death.

“It was my fault and I’ll be damned if I ruin both of your chances at staying here where you are safer. Not because of me,” the snarl had left her face, hackles dropping until just the woman was left. Exhausted and a little sad and lost. It’d broken her, he knew that. In the same way Sarah’s death had left him a shell. But he’d kept going for Tommy, Tess, and eventually Ellie.

She hadn’t had anyone until them and now she thought she was putting them at risk.

Joel frowned and stepped forward, their chests almost pressed together, before cupping her face between his hands. His knuckles were bruised and bloody still, but neither of them cared, had never cared about getting blood on the other, “I hate to break it to you, darlin’, but if you think after that I’d still let you go then you’re wrong. I learned my lesson last time we were in Jackson. We stick together. No one’s getting left behind.”

Her eyes squeezed shut, a broken sigh leaving her lips. Her hands came up and gripped his waist, fingers wrapping around his belt tightly like he was a lifeline. Resignation wrapped her entirely in its embrace and he knew the fight had gone out of her, “I…I don’t know how to be around these people. There’s too many of them and they all stare…I’m going to mess up.”

The admission brought a slight smile to his lips, a crack in the defense she had attempted to put between them and a sign that she was giving in, “Well I think as long as you don’t try to maul or kill anyone and maybe limit to punching one or two people a month, that’ll be good enough.”

She huffed exasperatedly, head falling forward and leaning against his chest. His thumb traced her cheek, the other combing through the tangled mess that was her hair. For all she used to gripe at Ellie for taking care of her own, she wasn’t much better. But the strands were still soft and he took advantage of it when he could, feeling her relax against him.

“I’ll talk to Tommy and Maria. You just give yourself time to adjust and try,” Joel murmured, “We’ll figure it out, but you’re not going anywhere.” She nodded against him and at last wrapped her arms fully around his body, sinking into him while he held her tightly back. They both stayed there for a while, arms tight, standing in the middle of the kitchen.

Joel would pull every string, get every ounce of leverage he could get to ensure she stayed. No one was going to take her away from them.

[pleasingforharry]

Hi!! Could I request a one shot with H in his New York denim outfit from this year where the reader is totally obsessed with how he looks and she gives him head before he goes on stage and after the show is done he needs her so bad so they have the most amazing sex? If you feel like writing something along these lines that would be so great. Your works are amazing! Thank youu

Yesssss

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Blood Orange was currently performing as he played on the intercoms backstage. Harry and I watched him for a while in secret, even though we caught some cameras pointed at us, before Lambert scolded Harry to get changed.

We held hands as we skipped down the halls of Madison Square Garden, enjoying our temporary stay at the venue. I was joining Harry for his shows in New York before I’d head back home to LA for work. It worked out because we’d be apart for a little while until he was also in LA to wrap up the American leg of the tour.

“Okay, hurry up and change before I get blamed for your tardiness,” I laughed as I pushed Harry into his dressing room, keeping my eyes away from the outfit laid out for him. I liked to be surprised by seeing it when it’s already on him.

“You can always come in and watch me,” Harry winked as he stood on the other side of the door. I slowly closed it with a shake of my head. “You sure? I’ll let you undress me and everything.”

“Yeah, and then you’ll definitely be late on stage because you have the horny tendencies of a caveman,” I joked, shutting the door completely. “Hurry up!” Harry groaned dramatically before whining a childish, ‘fine’.

I ended up in a conversation with some of the crew that had passed by. They were all so kind and I couldn’t help but thank them for allowing us to use their venue and invite all of Harry’s wild fans join us.

In the midst of telling them an old story from the last time we were at MSG, I felt a pair of hands tightly grip my hips and lift me off the ground.

“Y/N L/N!” Harry yelled in my ear, causing a squeal out of me. The few crew members who were standing with me laughed and excused themselves back to work.

I was about to turn around and hit Harry in the chest, but he stopped me by wrapping his arms completely around my waist and stuffing his head in my neck.

“In my dressing room, first,” he whispered. I nodded and led us into his room, eager to see yet another wonderful tour outfit. I waited patiently as one of his hands went to shut the door and lock it behind us. “Okay, ready, baby?”

“As always,” I exclaimed, rubbing my hands together. I heard Harry walk to stand in front of me while his hands circled my hips, probably nervous of my reaction. He took my opinions very serious, for some reason. But he should've known by now that I loved everything he wore.

He sucked in a breath and said, “Open.”

I did as told and immediately gasped at the sight in front of me. My jaw fell agape as I unashamedly examined the outfit he was wearing. What immediately drew my attention was his exposed chest from his open vest, which is my favorite genre of tops Lambert puts him in. And the material of denim and rhinestones within the entire outfit was the cherry on top. As well as the actual cherry on the back.

My eyes wouldn’t leave his prominent abs as he laughed at my choked up words. “Cat got your tongue, baby? How do I look?”

“Very hot,” I blurted accidentally, before clearing my throat. “You look great, Harry. I love it.” A wide smirk grew on his lips as he took a big step closer so our chests touched. I tilted my head up at him from his hovering height.

“What else?” He cocked his head, teasingly, to the side with a shit eating grin.

“What do you mean? I like it, a lot. Your fans are gonna go crazy on Twitter,” I boasted.

Harry suddenly grabbed my jaw to turn my head to the side and his lips brushed my ears. It caught me off guard as I gasped under my breath. 

“Tell me what else you’re thinking, baby.”

The cold metal rings around his fingers squeezed against my jaw, bringing a hot stinging feeling. I bit my lip for a moment, but his thumb tugged it out, waiting for a response.

“I... uh... you look very... sexy, and I know everyone is gonna be drooling when they see you tonight,” I added, running my hand shyly down his chest. He slowly brought my face in front of his and our lips brushed each other. I felt his hot breath groan softly as his other hand squeezed my hip.

His eyes were hooded and drunk as he looked down at me. “Y/N, what else? What does this outfit make you want to do to me? Talk to me, baby. I want to know.”

I was never the dirty talking type, and I hated when he tried to bring it out of me because I always ended up feeling embarrassed. He loved to tease the blush that arose on my cheeks and force my eyes on him when I couldn’t hold that contact for long.

I knew exactly what I wanted to do to him. Sit him down and take his cock deep in my mouth. But I couldn’t just say that.

“Well, I want to... kiss you?”

An amused brow lifted as Harry smirked. He was just going to have to work with what he got.

“Where?” He asked, grabbing my hand and bringing my fingers to his lips. “Here?” I shook my head and flickered my eyes lower.

“Down there,” I whispered. Harry walked backwards, leading me to the couch against the wall. The sly smirk wouldn’t leave his lips as he nodded.

“Why don’t you just show me then?”

That I could do.

“Okay, sit,” I pushed his chest and he fell back into the couch. He stretched his arms down the length of the couch and spread his legs wide so I could slot between them. 

I dropped to my knees and began unzipping his pants while my eyes fixated on his chest. His abs were prominent, and I couldn’t help but lean forward to plant wet kisses along each muscle. Harry clenched from the feeling and it shot down to his hard cock, suffocating in his pants.

“Take me out, baby. It hurts,” he groaned, shifting in his seat. I blindly stuck my hands under his boxers to pull out his thick cock while brushing my lips along his warm stomach. I kitten licked and kissed his fern tattoos, before sucking harshly. “No marks.”

“I know,” I responded, pulling away and looking up at him. “Wouldn’t want everyone to see, right?” Harry smirked and nodded.

“For your eyes only.”

When I released Harry’s cock from his pants, he gasped at the cold air hitting his tip. He bit his lip and groaned softly. He was painfully hard, so I knew I could get him off quickly and out on stage before anyone came looking for him.

“Think you can take care of me before I have to go?”

“Is that a challenge?” I cocked my head to the side as my hand started to slowly stroke his long length. He sucked in a harsh breath and shook his head.

“If I wasn’t already thinking about feeling the back of your throat earlier, it would be.” I laughed and leaned closer to lick his cock. The underside of my tongue smoothed along and heated his tip, and I earned a soft ‘fuck’ from it.

Harry’s head lolled to the side as his chest heaved, trying his best not to buck his hips in the air. We both knew I loved to tease him by slowing down my movements, like my strokes and flat tongue licking up his length.

My lips puckered to kiss his tip, before I slightly opened my mouth to suck some of him in my mouth. His eyes darted to mine and his breathing stopped to watch carefully.

“Good girl, keep going,” He sighed as my head moved down to swallow more of him. I felt his girthy size slide against the walls of my mouth until it found my throat. I was caught off guard by a sudden gag, and Harry moaned loudly. “Fuck! Yes, yes, baby. Please.”

I pulled back slightly to breathe through my nose and tried it again. I sucked in my cheeks and swirled my tongue against his cock. His hands gripped the top of the couch to hold back from grabbing the back of my head and pushing me down like he usually did. He wanted to tease himself.

My head bobbed for a while and my hand joined to stroke him when he left my mouth. My other hand had found his balls and caressed them before giving them soft squeezes.

“Again, baby,” Harry mumbled as his words were getting mixed with rough groans. He was a raspy breather when he was in pleasure, so hearing him moan as well was my own nonverbal praise.

I did as he asked and fondled with his balls before trailing my sharp nail to outline their shape. Harry squirmed from the sensitive feeling, and the warmth of his cock deep in my mouth.

“Can I move in you, baby? I can’t sit still anymore,” He asked as more of a warning that his hips were threatening to move. I let his cock slide out of my mouth, but my hand continued to stroke him.

He bucked his hips as the cold air hit him again. I giggled and looked up at him with doe eyes. His head dropped down to watch me and my hand while a wide grin spread across his face.

“So fucking gorgeous,” He sighed, before biting his lip. 

I created spit in my mouth, and we both stared at it slowly drool from my puckered lips to his tip like come. My tongue spread it around his length, before I swallowed him back in my mouth. When my eyes met his, I nodded shortly for approval for him to thrust into me.

Harry wasted no time in reaching for the back of my head with his hand and lifting his hips from the couch. I relaxed my jaw and concentrated on my breathing as he repeatedly hit the back of my throat. My hands landed on his thighs to steady myself, and I dug my nails into his skin as he reveled the slight pain they caused.

“Yes, yes, yes, Y/N. Fuck me,” He whined drunklike, pounding his cock into my mouth without any remorse. It was hot, he was hot. He was puddy in my hands, and we both knew it. I moaned loudly around his cock, sending vibrations to his most sensitive point.

I lifted my tongue slightly, from where it rested at the bottom of my mouth, to rub against his thrusts and felt the burn of his fast speed. His thighs were tight from his contracted muscles pushing himself up. They were thick and hairy, and one was covered with a tiger tattoo that was usually ridden on by me. 

It became a tendency to kiss his thighs because of how obsessed I was about them. That’s why sucking him off was my favorite because they were both situated right beside me.

“I’m close, baby, so fucking close,” Harry panted as he got sloppy and inconsistent with his thrusts. He was getting tired and sensitive that I started to bob my head to finish him off. I hollowed my cheeks in and brought my hand back to stroke him. He had stopped his hips to let me take over again. “Just like that, Y/N. I’m gonna come so hard, baby.”

His balls were heavy as I toyed with them again. I pulled his cock out slightly so he wouldn’t shoot down my throat. I liked to swallow his come on my own and taste him on my tongue. My hand moved faster and my lips suckled on his tip. 

Harry’s head tossed back as his mouth fell agape and let out a raspy moan. Soon his come shot out his tip and his cock shriveled soft. I pulled him out and licked the corners of my mouth to make sure I swallowed all of him. 

I waited until he came back from his high to open my mouth and stick my tongue out. He leaned forward to rest his elbow on his thigh while his other hand grasped my jaw. He looked down my wide throat and smirked. 

“Good girl, baby. Did such a good job for me.”

I blushed and bit my lip shyly. He chuckled and moved to stuff his cock back in his pants. He looked freshly fucked as a layer of sweat formed on his forehead and exposed chest. His hair fell over his eyes as he looked down at what he was doing.

“You’re so hot,” I whimpered, feeling my panties dampen. “I need you.” Harry’s eyes met mine, and they were full of lust. His dimples poked out as he smiled at me. He leaned forward again so our noses touched.

“When I get back, I want you ready to take my cock,” He whispered before kissing me harshly. I smiled and nodded when he pulled away. He chuckled and kissed me once more. “I can’t get enough of you, baby. I’m gonna be so horny on that stage thinking about you that I’ll have to grind on the mic stand to relieve myself. And you’re gonna watch me, Y/N. How turned on you make me.”

“Or maybe it’s your own songs that are turning you on,” I shrugged.

“I couldn’t write Watermelon Sugar without becoming addicted to eating your cunt, now could I?” He argued. “I’ll be looking out there for you. And don’t touch yourself. Understand?” I nodded again.

Harry kissed my forehead before running out his dressing room. He gave me one last glance and a slight shake of his head. I was confused with what that was about, but just brushed it off and got into my outfit for the night.

-

He was serious when he said he was horny. Harry wouldn’t stop moaning and teasing himself with the mic stand. The screaming fans wanted him so bad, and I could only watch from afar with a proud smile on my face. None of them knew that their idol had his cock down my throat earlier, and soon to be deep in my cunt as soon as the show was over.

After Harry did the whale and threw up a peace sign, he stared out at the crowd and caught his breath. He blew out many kisses and turned to run off the stage while accepting numerous gifts. I watched him leave from my section, but stayed to listen to the rest of the band finish Kiwi before leaving. 

I returned to Harry's dressing room, but as I rounded the corner, he was already at the door, about to open it. His eyes darted to me like a predator, sending shivers up my spine.

“Hey, rockstar. The show was amazing as always,” I exclaimed as his smile grew wide.

“Thanks, baby. I saw you dancing like crazy,” He teased, grabbing my hand and shoving me inside his room. I yelped and was about to scold him for making me about to trip, but I was stopped by a pair of lips. My back slammed against the closed door, and his hands moved frantically under my black lace tank top.

I moaned within the kiss and snaked my arms around his neck. My exposed stomach met his and we both were wildly warm. 

“I saw what you were doing on stage,” I whispered as I pulled away from his lips. He grew a smug smirk and lifted a brow.

“Yeah, what was I doing, baby?” He asked, traveling his hands to my ass, covered by my red jeans, and squeezing as best as he could due to the material. I tried to open my mouth to speak, but his tongue immediately darted out and circled my own. He moaned and rutted his core with mine. “God I’m so high on adrenaline right now.”

“Please,” I whined, tightened my arms around his neck to bring him closer, if that was even possible. Harry chuckled and started blindly walking backwards. My eyes were fluttered shut as I was brought back into another intimate kiss.

We eventually returned back to the couch we were busy using pre-concert, and Harry turned us around so that I was pushed down first. I laid the length of the couch, but he immediately followed suit on top of me because my arms wouldn't leave his neck. And we were both desperate for our lips to meet once more.

“You never answered my question, baby. What was I doing on stage, huh?” Harry questioned in my mouth, slowly rolling his hips against my cunt and harshly breathing after each.

“You were teasing yourself.”

“How? What was I doing?”

I groaned when his lips left mine to nip at my jaw and suck an eventual mark. “The mic stand.” I couldn’t fucking speak with his newly hard dent in his pants roughly bucking against me. He was moving faster, and so was his breathing.

“Y/N, tell me. What was I doing to the mic stand?” He pulled his face away to meet eyes with me. His arms were planted next to both sides of my head so I felt very trapped under him. I liked it a lot. “Go on, baby.”

I sucked in a breath and nodded. “You were… uh grinding on it and…”

“And what?”

“You were getting hard. And moaning,” I finished, dropping my eyes down from his intense eye contact. I still felt the sly smirk grow on his lips as his hips slowed down, teasing both of us even more.

“Yeah, I was. God I was so hard, baby,” he moaned, craning his neck down so his lips met my ear. “And guess who I was thinking about.”

I knew the answer, but I didn’t want to say it. I was blushing drastically, and when he chuckled in my ear, I knew he was enjoying me getting shy. He gently kissed my ear then behind it, before sucking a mark. His hips picked up their speed, causing both of us to moan.

He wanted me to take his cock out of his pants. My hand slid between us, trailing my nails along his chest. His hips paused but his lips sucked harder, sizzling his teeth to create a bite mark. It felt so good.

“I bet you’re still wet from earlier, Y/N. You need me, don’t you?” He groaned at the thought. “I told you to be ready for my cock after the show. You better hope you are, for your own sake.”

I bit my lip to contain the loud moan I wanted to let out from his words. My hand blindly unzipped his jeans and searched for his cock over his boxers. It was very hard and sensitive because he suddenly jumped from the contact.

“I’m so ready for you,” I whimpered as I squeezed him, and my other hand left his neck to slide his vest off his shoulder. He caught onto what I wanted and shook it off completely and tossing it to the side.

He pulled his head back to brush his lips over mine and groan in my mouth. He tugged my bottom lip between his teeth as his hips rutted against my hand. I giggled softly, but it turned into a gasp as one of his hands found my neck to grab.

“I can’t wait to ruin you all over again,” He whispered, squeezing the sides of my neck and smirking at my words getting caught in my throat. “Are you gonna be a good girl at let me ruin you? Ruin your cunt?” 

My head nodded rapidly in desperation. He could do anything he wanted to me, at that moment. “Please,” I begged, squeezing his cock again. His eyes fell dark, and I couldn’t break the hard contact he held us in. 

“Need to undress you first, huh?” He suddenly sat up on his knees and looked down at me, the vision of pure sex. Naked chest, layered with sweat and hard pants from all the adrenaline. His hair was matted from being pushed back throughout the whole show but now curled over his forehead. 

His hands trailed up my thighs, scratching at the thick material of my jeans, until he reached the waistline and found the zipper. He swiftly unbuckled me and snaked my jeans off my legs. They were pointed to the air, and Harry took each leg to spread and examine.

“So pretty,” He mumbled to himself, before leaning forward to press his lips to my calves. “and so soft, baby.” He let out a long groan as his hips pushed against my center, causing my legs to attempt to close. His arms circled each to part them farther, and his eyes wandered down to my stained panties.

“Harry,” I sighed at each kiss to my legs. His attention wouldn’t leave my wet spot as his lips traveled lower to my inner thighs. I already had faded bite marks from him, not too long ago, which made him smirk and circle his lips around the spots. 

His fingers looped around my panties and he backed away slightly to slip them off my legs. My hips lifted to help him before he crumbled them in his hands and hummed. “You won’t be needing these for the rest of the night,” He smirked down at me.

The cold air of the room found my naked core and I shivered from the shocking pleasure. I bit my lip and threw my head back. “Touch me, please,” I begged Harry, yearning for him inside of me.

“Of course, baby. Anything for you,” He cooed, letting my legs fall on both sides of him and bend at my knees. He slid down so he could rest on his stomach and be found between my legs. His eyes locked with mine as his plush lips kissed both sides of my inner thighs. I whimpered and reached for the back of his head.

His tongue poked out and he hovered over my cunt with hard eye contact. I waited impatiently, but he didn’t move. “Fuck,” I whimpered as my hips snapped up on their own and connected his tongue to my cunt. I gasped as he immediately darted himself inside me and curled against my walls before kissing my entire cunt and doing it again.

One of my hands gripped his hair and tugged to pull moans out of him. My other slapped over my mouth to contain my uncontrollable yelps. Harry paused and extended one of his arms to me, holding up two fingers. He motioned for me to suck on them instead, and I gladly did. I grabbed his wrist and cried out around his fingers.

His tongue was doing wonders on my cunt. Thrusting and circling inside of me, before trailing up to my clit and flicking harshly. 

“M-m-more,” I stuttered, and it came out as a muffle around his fingers. He switched to sucking on my fold and clit, finally bringing me close to my release. He could tell without me having to say it as my hips moved on their own and rode his mouth. “I... fuck, Harry.”

I whimpered as his tongue left me and his fingers slipped out of my mouth. He sat back up on his knees to shake his jeans off his legs. He was basically throbbing against his boxers as his hand groped his cock to relieve himself.

“Take your top and bra off,” He demanded with his head tossed back in pleasure. I did as told and slid my lace top off, and unlatched my bra from myself, throwing them both to the side. My breasts laid flat but plush against my chest, and my nipples instantly hardened from the whiff of cold air.

Harry finally stopped torturing himself by taking his boxers off and letting his cock slap up against his stomach. He groaned and grabbed himself, stroking his long length, and his jaw fell agape.

I leaned on my elbows to watch him, and our eyes met suddenly, both of us smiling. “Ready, pretty girl?” I nodded desperately and bucked up my hips. He chuckled and brought his cock to my opening, lining himself up. 

His hands found my hips as he suddenly snapped his cock inside of me, both of us gasping together before moaning in relief from finally having each other like we wanted. Harry didn’t wait before pounding recklessly into me. 

My breasts jumped from the intensity of his thrusts, and one of my hands found my left to grope and flick at its nipple. I sighed and sucked in a breath.

“Yes, fuck!” Harry groaned, watching our centers meet as I clenched around him, already feeling close to my release. “You’re so tight, baby. I can’t fucking get enough of you.”

My hands found his biceps to grip and dig my nails into. I cried out and tossed my head back into the armrest. I was slowly being pushed up the couch from the intensity of his thrusts. I watched his hips roll, and the outline of his prominent V-line, turning me on even more. He was so fucking sexy.

“Whatcha look at, baby?” I heard him chuckle over me, mixed with groans. I glanced up at him with rolled in lips, and he leaned forward to hover over me. His face came close to mine, our foreheads barely touching from my body moving under him. “You look so fuckable under me, just like this. I can’t stop all the thoughts of what I want to do to you right now, Y/N. I’m trying so hard not to—”

“Ruin me... please,” I begged through staggered breaths. “Just, fuck me harder, Harry. I need it so bad.”

Harry’s eyes suddenly darkened. I couldn’t process what was happening by how fast he moved. He flipped me around on my hands and knees, still holding a tight grip on my hips, and giving me a second to steady myself.

He held his cock and pushed himself back in me. I gasped and dropped my head down. I felt the pleasurable burn of his grip holding my hips as he drilled faster into me. One of my hands came around to pull my right ass cheek apart and felt a new sensation. 

Harry moaned, “Such a pretty cunt, Y/N. I love it, I love you so much.” My back arched deeply as my teeth sunk into my forearm. I was getting close, but I didn’t want the pleasure to end.

He continued to pump his cock into me, twisting his hips slightly to change the angle and hit the spot he knew all too well. A loud moan escaped my mouth from the first thrust to my g-spot. “Yes, Harry!”

“I know, baby. Only I know your sweet spot, huh?” He sighed, slightly slowing down his movements to cherish the tightness of my walls clenching around him. “You’re close, I can feel you about to pop.”

“Yes, fuck, I am,” I nodded, mustering up the strength to look over my shoulder and meet eyes with him. His jaw was tight and tilted up, and I wanted to lick up his neck, mark it with all my love bites. 

His thrusts became sloppy as his hands ran up my spine. His body suddenly fell on top of mine, his chest against my back, and my ass cheeks snapped louder to his hips.

I felt his hard breaths against my neck as his face snuggled itself in my shoulder. He pressed delicate kisses, even though his thrusts were anything but that. His hand came around my body to find my clit, and his sole finger rubbed circles. 

“Don’t, don’t stop, Harry,” I moaned, rutting into his hand. 

“Never, baby. I can’t ever stop,” He panted, biting down on my shoulder and fastening the circles on my clit. He eventually slapped it and sent a shock all through my body, causing my walls to clench around his throbbing cock. He gasped and did it again to gain the same reaction from me.

One of Harry’s legs slightly lifted off the couch to change the angle once again. I began to sweat from how long and how intense his cock pounded into me, reaching all different kinds of places inside of me. I hummed and met his thrusts by pushing my ass back against him.

“I’m gonna come. Fuck, Harry,” I whimpered, feeling my legs grow weak as they began to shake. “I can’t hold myself.”

Once again, Harry’s cock left me and I was flipped around to my back. His chest met mine as he laid on top and slipped himself back in easily. His face found the crook of my neck and his hands gripped my hips before he was back to pounding at a faster pace than before.

“I’m right behind you. I’m gonna fill you up so much, and you better make sure you keep all of it inside until we get back to the hotel,” He whispered in my ear before kissing behind it. My legs instantly wrapped around his waist, and my heels dug into his ass cheeks. I felt each time he clenched to push himself into me.

“Are you going to let me wear my panties again?” I asked boldly, even though we both knew the answer. He chuckled into my neck, and blatantly ignored my question.

His hand found my clit again as I stuttered my release coming. “How does it feel? Hmmm? Gonna come around me?” My head tossed back as my nails dragged down his back. “Let go, Y/N. I got you, baby, I got you.” I squeezed around his cock and felt the pop in my stomach as I released. I moaned out his name and held him tighter.

“Shit, my fucking god, Y/N,” Harry groaned, bucking his hips into me once more and keeping himself as deep as he could. His voice was raspy and deep in my ear, instantly turning me on again. His release quickly followed suit, and he pumped a few times to push his come deeper. 

Our breaths fell in sync as we waited for them to slow down together. Harry unintentionally rutted in me again, causing both of us to gasp. “Shit sorry,” He mumbled, pulling his head back to find my lips. “Your walls are so fucking tight still. I could fuck you all over again,” He whispered before he enveloped us in a passionate kiss. My hands ran up into his hair and tangled my fingers in his curls.

Harry slowly pulled himself out of me and I whimpered at the lost of contact. He chuckled and toyed my tongue with his, capturing us in a steamy make out session.

Post-show sex. Adrenaline. Sweat. Moans.

I love it.

-

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