#i am shamelessly taking advantage of this because a) they should have tested this before they implemented this stupid change

[rohirric-hunter]

The grocery store changed the way member benefits work, presumably to disguise the fact that they're not as good as they used to be and also in the hopes that some people won't notice that you have to manually add the weekly deals to your card now. The thing that I assume they didn't notice is that once you use the deal it's removed from your card, but for some reason reappears in your available deals, meaning you can just. add it to your card again. And use it again. And you can use it as many times as you want for the whole week.

[sukirichi]

black magic [01]

REQUEST. arranged marriage + enemies to lovers (sukuna is a simp and lowkey a housewife)

CONTENT/WARNINGS. some suggestive scenes, but overall fluff and romance! slight crack fic, I guess? I was laughing when I wrote this lol

NOTES. I NEED A HUSBAND! SUKUNA I’M GOING TO CRY GOODBYE THIS HAS ME SOFT. also anon i’m not sure if you wanted something with more ~sexual tension~ since this is kind of just comedic, but I hope you like it anyway!

part one | part two (nsfw)

“This is new,” you comment with a glare, your ankle propped on Sukuna’s knee.

“Shut up,” he rolls his eyes, pushing your skirt aside to clean the wounds you attained through exorcising curses. You’ve taken a particularly strong curse today and you’re caught off guard, barely finishing the mission unscathed. Limping all the way back home isn’t easy especially since you live on top of the darned mountain, but if Sukuna’s going to kneel in front of you like this...maybe it wasn’t too tough a journey. “You should stop going to missions you’re not ready for. Look at you, all wounded and bloody.”

“You sound like you care.”

“You’re my wife,” he huffs while dropping the bloody towel on the floor. Sukuna wraps the bandage around your ankle and carries you bridal style even though you’re perfectly capable of walking, but he shoots you a silencing glare. You’d have knocked him in the face any other day, but he’s particularly warm and smells nice today – plus you’re beat – that you bury your face in his chest, ignoring that stupid fluttering in your stomach. “Of course I do.”

You snicker, mind tracing back to your earlier years of this dreaded marriage.

It definitely wasn’t the best – the memories blurring between strangling each other to making out as if breathing was never a thing – and it felt like forever ago when you first met him.

You’d never say it out loud, but... you don’t regret this arranged marriage. Not when Sukuna is tucking himself beside you on the bed, your head above his muscular chest a place similar to home. He covers both your bodies over with a blanket, pulling your body closer to him with a strong arm, his lips pressing onto the crown of your head.

Ugh, you think to yourself, giving in to the need to cuddle your husband after a long day of work. You still refuse to say it out loud, though, and you irk him further by muttering, “That’s not what you said two years ago.”

“I wasn’t in love with you then.”

 “I refuse to be married to you!”

Sukuna fights back the urge to cover his ears. Ever since your clan decided to visit his land and started exorcising curses one by one, his life has been nothing but hell. Not only are your relatives the most arrogant people ever with a consistent god complex, they just had to let their little mortal child be in charge of taking on the stronger curses. Seriously, what were they thinking, sending you – who’s barely even out of their training bra years – to deal with curses like him?

Everyone knows Sukuna is a no bullshit man. He won’t hesitate to cut your head off the moment you came raging at him, but then he sees how young you are and decides to send you back to your family.

Expecting that everyone would just call it a day and he’d get offerings for his unexpected mercy, Sukuna is beyond stupefied when they send you back to his temple, all dressed pretty with a basket of fruits and flowers braided in your hair. He remembers growling because you look adorable, but that’s easily wiped away when you open your mouth, your voice scratchy against his ears as you stomp your feet like the young mortal you are.

Sukuna pushes a thumb to his forehead to ease the impending headache, and that’s just from your presence. Something inside him tells that you’re going to be a bigger pain than you look.

“You don’t have much of a choice. You should’ve thought of that before deciding to run rampage over my land,” he reminds, turning boredly to his lone servant from above his throne. Sukuna isn’t impressed, to say the least, especially with your clan’s audacious proposition to gain his favour just this once. “Is this really the woman you bring me – the one they insist to be my wife?”

“She is their best fighter, my Lord.”

Well, he can’t disagree to that. You did, after all, single-handedly give him a cut on the cheek. “She’s feisty indeed.”

“Don’t talk as if I’m not here!”

“Mouthy too,” he mumbles to himself, but your sorcerer senses are sharp and easily picks up on it. He sees you flush angry again, looking immensely adorable with your tiny fists clenched like that and he snorts, waving a hand in the air. “Whatever. Get the wedding over with,” he nods to his servant, his sigh loud and tired as he makes his way to you.

You don’t stiffen at each haunting step, his eyes only glimmering harder with entertainment. It’s rare to find a mortal that doesn’t quiver at the sight of him, the urge to break you only growing stronger.

Even as he cups your face, making sure to not let his claws dig into your precious skin, Sukuna smirks. You’ll be entertaining indeed.

So Sukuna makes a promise, four eyes surveying the way your body is starting to fill in curves at the right places, the swell of your flesh just perfect in his hands... He chuckles to himself, daunting you further as he leans down to your ear, taking pleasure in the slight way your breath hitches. “Maybe then I’ll get to teach you a lesson or two.”

You’re definitely something else, taking advantage of each presented opportunity and not wasting any time before you make your move. Right after the wedding and everyone’s left, leaving you alone with your new husband behind closed doors; you push him until he’s on the ground, legs straddling each side of his hips while you growl above him – the sound similar to a battle cry.

Sukuna merely smirks, barely moving a muscle as his large hands come up to rest on your hips to steady you. “I’ve imagined countless ways you’d be on top of me like this,” his eyes light up with humour upon feeling the cold blade on his skin, “None of them included a knife on my neck though.”

“Shut your mouth. I will kill you myself,” you warn, pressing your knife harder until it draws a slight tinge of blood.

You hardly look threatening above him like this, dolled up to look the best in your wedding with this cursed being. If anything, you look more divine than deadly, and Sukuna thinks that perhaps your beauty could be your best weapon. You are bewitching, after all.

“I refuse to be your Queen and sit next to your throne.”

“Then why didn’t you stop the wedding?”

“I—”

Sukuna’s teasing grin grows wider when you pull back, trying so hard to not trip over your words. It takes all of his self-restraint to not take you right then and there, but he does a good job of holding back, enjoying this view above him instead. “Could it be you’re attracted to me after all, hm, little one?”

“Do not test me, Curse. I’m more than capable of exorcising you myself.”

“Oh, I don’t doubt that. You’re the strongest in the Gojo clan, are you not?” he prompts to appease you, “I don’t even want to see what you’re capable of, but maybe, just maybe...” just as his eyes darken, the edges of his lips turning up into a smirk, Sukuna digs his claws into your thigh in a possessive show of ownership, a painful reminder that you’re his now. “...You could put on a little show for me?”

“I hate you!”

Experienced and strong as you are, you’re nothing compared to a thousand year old curse who’s killed a lot more people faster than you could blink. Sukuna immediately notices the animalistic way you draw your blade, arm swung back with rage written all over your face. Before you could so much as bat an eye, he easily switches the positions until you’re under him, using only one hand to pin your arms above your head, your blade effortlessly thrown to the other side of the room.

“As I thought, you’re a lot prettier under me like this,” he observes, roaming his eyes shamelessly over the fabric clinging prettily to your body. You’ve fallen silent at his unconcealed attention, your compliance enticing him to lean closer just to inhale your intoxicating scent.

“Not so feisty now, little one? Where’d all your hatred for me go?” Sukuna pulls back with widened eyes, “Oh? Am I hearing it wrong or is your pathetic human heart beating so loud right now?” You refuse to look at him, wriggling your hips in an attempt to leave, completely unaware that the mere movement is hypnotizing the curse above you. Sukuna grips your hips in warning, not wanting to destroy you – not now, anyway. “You know all you need to do is say it. I’d gladly take you right here and then.” His words spoken with that deep, throaty voice immediately sends a wave of heat down your core, but you turn away from him, breathing hard and nervously; something Sukuna picks up on in an instant. “Little one...have you never had a man hold you like this before?”

“N-no...”

“I see. Pure and innocent behind that ferocity, huh?” He surprises you by pulling away, smoothening his white robes down as he leaves you panting still on the floor. “Fine. I won’t touch you unless you ask me to.”

“I’d rather die before that ever comes out from my mouth.”

“We’ll see about that,” he smirks, winking at you before he shuts the door. “Little one.”

There’s a lot of weird – and utterly inconvenient things – about being Sukuna’s wife. The man eats everything, absolutely everything, and it doesn’t help that he sucks at hunting too. For a man so huge and burly, he sure is lazy, preferring to do the laundry in the riverside instead while you go out every day to prepare your meals.

You actually don’t mind, but it’s very fun to complain around him.

You’re on your way back to the temple when Sukuna grabs at you, making you drop the freshly caught birds onto the ground. Your brows furrow, about to scold him for being too eager again when Sukuna stares at your arm, his lips pressing into a thin line.

Following his line of sight, your lips form an ‘o’ shape. There’s blood trickling down your forearm from his claws accidentally cutting you, guilt written all over his face. Another weird thing about Sukuna is that he babbles a lot when he’s emotional, and you’re too tired to hear him beat himself over it that you just drag him inside your room, sitting his ass down before taking a clipper.

Sukuna scoffs when you start cutting his nails. It irks him that you don’t even bother wiping the blood off first and he tsks, eyes narrowed at you. “You should have thicker skin.”

You roll your eyes as you file his nails; you’ve been married to him long enough to know it’s his way of saying sorry. Not wanting to let him wallow in guilt any louder, you pad kisses over his knuckles before swiping the black ink off your desk, using a pen brush to colour your nails instead. Sukuna hovers behind you, head tilted to the side as he watched you. “Are you painting your nails black?” he utters in disbelief, trying to ignore the fact he feels...proud and even a little smug. “Not so fitting for the angelic sorcerer now, isn’t it?”

“I’m only doing this so you don’t feel left out.”

“Maybe I’ll add markings to your pretty face too,” he cups your jaw to make you turn to him, landing a solid kiss flat to your lips which makes you sigh, pretending to be annoyed but leaning over for another peck anyway. Sukuna laughs and pulls you onto his lap, kissing your neck this time around, a little annoyed that you don’t stop in brandishing your nails. “Wife, what do you think?”

“I have work, Sukuna. You flirting with me doesn’t change the fact I need to go.”

“Come home safe for me, at least?” he breathes down your neck, his touch sending shivers down your spine. You’ve definitely changed since the first time he’s met you, starting from a mean (although he stands strong that you are still mean to him sometimes) temperamental little one to a mature, stronger sorcerer who’s secretly weak for his wife.

Unable to resist him as always, you turn around once you’ve finished painting your nails, rubbing your nose over his until your strong, scary husband is turning into putty at your hands. “Of course I will,” you peck his lips one last time, Sukuna’s eyes closing as he dives in for a deeper kiss. “I’ll always come back home to my handsome husband.”

If anyone were to ask how it’s possible that the King of Curses is actually very soft for his sorcerer wife, everyone would claim it’s impossible and a heresy – but if you ask Sukuna, it’s probably just black magic doing its wonders.

[sinner-as-saint]

Power Over Me - 5.

Bucky Barnes x Reader AU

Previous Parts

Run-through: CEO James Buchanan Barnes is a dominant. And he’s spent the last 5 years searching for his perfect submissive. Then one night, he finds you. He thinks everything will fall perfectly into place now; but he thought wrong. Turns out your unfortunate past which still haunts you to this day, and some of his enemies are, well, connected. Things go wrong. And your bond with your dom is tested in many ways…

Themes throughout the series: dom/sub dynamic, smut, dirty talk, angst, fluff, soft dom!bucky

Things changed that one night you and Bucky attended a dinner party.

Things changed for the better actually.

It started when you made the bold decision to wear the collar while you were going out for the night, to attend this dinner party thing hosted by one of Bucky’s business partners. Bucky walked into your bedroom, to find you in the bathroom; eyeing your appearance in the mirror.

“You look gorgeous, baby.” He walked in and wrapped his arms around you from behind, shamelessly eyeing you up and down as well. He admitted you looked drop dead gorgeous in that dark red gown. You smiled at his words and placed your hands on his arm circling your waist.

“Thank you. You look amazing as well,” you added, “Sir.”

He frowned for a brief moment. Then he saw the collar on your neck. It was shining as the light reflected on it. He smirked. “You’re wearing my collar.” He noted, kissing up your neck till his lips reached your ear. “You know what that means, don’t you?” he paused, letting his words echo in your head. He sounded playful, teasing yet powerful. His words sent chills down your spine.

You remained quiet, nodding and watching him intently through the mirror.

“It means that I get to play with you,” he whispered, his hand reaching down and stroking your thigh through the very risqué slit at the front of your dress, “I get to toy with your body,” he continued, slipping his hand past the slit and up to your thong. He watched you through the mirror. You gasped as he shamelessly and easily slipped his finger past your thong and lazily brushed your clit. “I get to tease you,” he paused, pressing his lips right beneath your ear, you whined under your breath, “however I desire.” He kissed his way down you your neck again as he pulled his hand away from in between your legs. “Yes?”

“Yes, sir.”

He pulled away from you and smiled, “Now come on, we’re getting late.” He winked and held your hand as you made your way out of the room.

Oh well… this would end up being quite an interesting night.

And it did indeed.

When you two walked into the room, you made all the heads turns. Bucky held his head high, he was proud. So proud to show you off. He looked at you and you had a shy smile on your face. He tightened his grip around your waist, don’t worry, I’m right here.

You smiled up at him and scooted closer to his side discretely, I know.

 When you finally got to your assigned seats, Bucky was up to no good. While there were countless, formal speeches being made, Bucky took advantage of the dimmed lights to mess with you. You were taking a sip of your red wine when you felt a warm hand on your leg, slipping through the slit of your dress shamelessly and casually like it were the most normal thing to do in such a situation.

You quietly placed your glass back on the table and glanced around. No one was looking over at you two, everyone was busy looking at the man who was talking about something a few tables away from yours and Bucky’s.

You looked over at Bucky, silently pleading. He smirked as his hand just moved higher and higher up your leg. He inched closer to you, “Be a good girl for me, and be quiet.” He spoke in his strict voice, yet you caught the playful tone of it.

“Yes, sir.” You responded, whispering and making sure no one hears you.

You tried your hardest not to squirm as his hand inched closer and closer to your dripping core. You looked flustered so Bucky leaned in and pretended to whisper in your ear but he ended up biting your skin and made you gasp instead. “Shh, be quiet I said.” He chided, purposely as he knew damn well he wasn’t making this any easier for you.

You held back a whimper. “Sorry, sir.”

He hummed, approving of your apology.

He inched closer to you again, “Look around Y/N, no one knows about your dirty, little secret.” He mumbled and gave you an innocent kiss on your shoulder while his fingers found your underwear, moved it aside. You shivered at his words. “No one knows what your collar means, or what I’m doing to you right now.” He pushed his fingers past your wet folds. You had to bite your lip so you don’t moan as you discretely squirmed in your seat.

Bucky was shameless, and he didn’t hold back as he gently stroked your walls, his thumb slowly rubbing your clit and you tried your hardest not to moan. “Sir, please…” you begged, under your breath.

He chuckled, quietly just so you can hear. “Please what, Y/N? Ask nicely.”

Fuck…

“Please make me cum…” you begged again. “I want to cum around your fingers, sir please.” He was pleased, and he sped up. Stroking you faster, and faster. Taking you higher… and higher. You were scared you might accidentally let out a moan. The thrill of him touching you so intimately in a room full of people fueled the fire in you. You moved your hips barely noticeably. But nothing escaped Bucky’s eyes, especially not when he was watching you so attentively.

Bucky chuckled. Then leaned in to whisper in your ear again. “You think I don’t see it, huh?” he cooed, purposely making you shiver just with his voice. “Think I don’t know you’re thrusting your hips against my hand?” he smirked, pushing his fingers deeper inside you and curling them just right. You gasped again. “You shameless, shameless girl. Right in front of everyone, really?” he teased and you just whimpered and leaned back in your chair.

He continued he sweet torture. The pressure built nicely in between your legs. His fingers stroked you so slowly that the pleasure was almost agonizing. “You’re so desperate to cum that you don’t even care that there’s so many people around, huh?” he whispered.

“Sir, please…” you didn’t know if you begged him to stop teasing you or begged him to make you cum, despite how immoral that would be – you wanted it. He chuckled.

“Can’t even beg properly.” He scoffed. You held back another moan. Had you been in his playroom right now, you were sure you’d be moaning wantonly. He leaned in to kiss your cheek innocently, as if he wasn’t knuckles deep in you. “It’s okay, baby. Cum for me.”

That was all you needed. You let go, coming undone all over his fingers. Little whimpers left your mouth, your lips parted as you came as quietly as you could.

“You did so good, baby.” he spoke, giving you yet another kiss on your shoulder.

 The highlight of the night, however, wasn’t the little sexual interlude you had under the table. It was how Bucky introduced you to one of his friends.

A man approached the two of you while you and Bucky stood by the bar, talking in hushed tones about nothing in particular. Bucky noticed the man and his face lit up.

“Stark!” they shared a hug and made small talk. But the next words from Bucky’s mouth stole your breath away. “Tony, this is my beautiful girlfriend, Y/N.”

You were not unpleasantly surprised, but it was just that you weren’t expecting it. You forced a smile on your face despite the brief shock. “And babe, this is one of my oldest friends and business ally, Tony.” Bucky introduced the two of you.

Girlfriend…Babe… oh.

 You couldn’t stop thinking about it the entire night. You were silently smiling to yourself even on the ride back home. Bucky caught you a few times, but he didn’t question it. He waited. Eventually, you reached home and you still were going around smiling to yourself, but barely talking to him so he had to intervene.

He grabbed you gently by the shoulders once you stepped out of the shower in your bedroom, wrapped in your bathrobe. Bucky stared at you for a little while, trying to see if he could guess what was going on but he couldn’t. So he reached around and unclasped the collar, taking it off and placing it down carefully on the bedside table.

“Okay, what’s going on?” he asked. You frowned.

“What do you mean?” you asked back. He sighed.

“You’ve been awfully quiet tonight. Is something wrong? Did I overstep a boundary? You should have told me t-,”

You smiled and cut him off with a kiss. You reached out and cupped his face and kissed him deeply. His hands slowly trailed down to your waist and he pulled you closer to him, wrapping his hands tighter around you. You smiled through the kiss, and you felt him smile back as well. You pulled away after a little while.

“Hey, we’re okay. I’m just, a little overwhelmed. Emotionally.” You answered his previous question. His eyes screamed his confusion so you continued. “I’ve never been a girlfriend, in love and a sub all at the same time before.” He visibly relaxed at your words. “I just needed some time to process it all. That’s all, Buck.”

He smiled, pulling you in for another kiss. Getting a little cocky now, he added, whispering against your lips, “So you admit you’re in love with me, huh?” he sounded teasing. Then you realized that you had just confessed and you blushed. He chuckled, pulling away. “Hey look at me. Take all the time you need because you’re not going to be anyone else’s girlfriend, or in love with another and definitely not anyone else’s sub ever again.” he meant it. “You’re mine.” he added, “And I am hopelessly in love with you too, babe.”

You smiled and kissed him deeply again. It’s funny, you always thought that declarations of love had to be done in an over the top manner. Like on top of the Eiffle Tower, screaming at the top of your lungs or something cheesy and crazy romantic like that.

But this, here with Bucky; the two of you standing in your dimly lit bedroom, both in your bathrobes, freshly out of the shower and smelling like each other’s favorite scent – this meant so much more. You would choose this over Eiffle Tower any day.

You poured all you felt for him into the kiss. He did too. And before you knew it, he was walking you backwards towards your bed in the middle of the room. He gently laid you down and kissed you senselessly; undressing you rapidly in the process, getting rid of the robe as quickly as he could.

He kissed every inch of your skin on his way down your body.

Your collar bones, down your breasts, your stomach and each one of your hip bones – taking his sweet time. He got rid of his bathrobe and pushed his face in between your legs in no time; his tongue teasing your entrance softly while you tugged in his hair. He was quiet, other than the occasionally humming and the shameless moans as he tasted you. He didn’t taunt you like he did in the playroom, or tease you like he did when you had his collar on.

He was passionate, and loving and hell bent on showing you just how much he loves you. You squirmed under him, tugging at his hair gently as he ate you out like a madman. Wet sounds and moans filled the room. He made you come all over his tongue rather quickly, and his hunger only grew more and more from there.

He had that fiery, feral and hungry look in his eyes as he kissed his way up your body and pinned your hands down above your head while he stared down at you. You looked up at him, and saw nothing but adoration and lust in his eyes. He leaned in to kiss you again. You felt his tongue stroke the top of your mouth, and his hands touched you wherever he could; your breasts, your waist; leaving trails of goose bumps wherever his fingers touched your skin.

He settled in between your legs again, pulling away from the kiss impatiently and pushed himself inside you, slowly.

“You’re all mine.” he whispered in your ear in between grunts and moans as he sped up into you, making you feel all of him while he stroked your walls perfectly. He took his time, not speeding into you just yet. He closed his eyes and pressed his forehead to yours, letting himself be thoroughly consumed by you.

He didn’t control you, he didn’t order you around. He just felt you. And every fiber of his body screamed your name.

You gasped and moaned as he set a pleasurable pace, making you lose your mind with how gentle and loving he was being – a stark contrast to the lover he usually was in bed. You moaned as he bit and licked the skin beneath your jaw; stretching you out and moving in and out of you like his life depended on it.

Your hands didn’t stay put where he placed them. You couldn’t help but wrap them around his broad shoulders and your nails dug into his skin as you felt a pressure forming around your lower region. Bucky groaned as he felt you wrap around him deliciously. Fuck…

He grabbed your hands and placed it on his chest, “Touch me.” He sounded so… hot. You gently trailed your hands down his defined abs and moaned louder as you felt him.

He sped up just a little, rocking his hips against yours. He stared into your eyes, speeding up into you again. He grabbed your hand from his chest and guided it down to your abdomen, pressing it down gently with his own hand covering yours. “Feel us…” he sounded breathless as he stared into your eyes. You felt it then, the bulge which formed under your skin each time he pushed in and out of you. Fuck…

He grunted and moaned and growled as he felt his release approaching. He quickened his pace, leaning down to kiss you.

“You’re mine, you hear me?” for a split second, the dom in him spoke up. You shivered, with a smile on your face. You nodded, unable to speak. He chuckled. “Can’t even talk, huh? You can’t do anything when I’m so deep inside you, can you, baby?” he teased, owning all of you with just a few words.

You threw your head back and moaned, unable to respond because he was right. You were so full, stretched out to your maximum as he kept pounding into you. You couldn’t focus on anything else at all. Bucky sped up, pounding into you harder than before; the sounds of your skin slapping one another resonated around the bedroom.

He lifted one of your legs up and hooked it at his waist, thrusting deeper in you. You were right on the edge with that one deep push. Your mind was a foggy mess. Your moans were wanton and shameless. Please…please…please… you had gotten the habit of begging, you couldn’t help it.

You heard Bucky’s deep voice whisper in your ear. “I know, I know baby. You can’t hold it anymore.” He pushed deeper in you with each word. He groaned. “I want you to cum for me, come on.” Bucky bit down on your shoulder as he pounded into you mercilessly, making you scream loudly and beg him for more.

He placed one of his hand gently around your neck and he leaned in to whisper in your ear again. “I love you.” he simply said, feeling your walls beginning to clench around him. He leaned down to give you a messy kiss on the lips, “I love you so much.” He pulled away to look down at you.

You whined, struggling to open your eyes. You managed to look him in the eyes. “I love you too.”

He smiled down at you. “Cum with me, baby.” You barely heard him as the only thing you focused on was the sounds your bodies made when in contact with one another; along with your whimpers and his incoherent words while he fucked you like there was no tomorrow. You felt the pressure building as he took you higher.

With a few more strokes of his thick cock, you felt his thrust becoming irregular, and felt his cock throb against your walls. That triggered your violent orgasm.

You tightened around him, and he groaned and whispered your name quite a few times before coming undone; buried deep within you – growling and mumbling swear words under his breath. He fell right into your arms, laying carelessly on top of you.

His chest heaved, as did yours. You wrapped your arms around his shoulders. You gave him a kiss on the neck. “I love you.” you whispered against his warm, damp skin.

He sighed in delight. He supported himself up on his elbows again and looked down at you with a smile on his face. “I love you more.”

 -

 Bucky was whipped. And so were you. But him more so. He was even more clingy and needy than he had the habit of being. Your time in the playroom remained the same, he was the most perfect dom you could ask for. He pushed your limits just right, respected and cherished your submission more than ever.

But once outside the playroom, he would just melt at your touch.

Ever since that night, where you confessed your love for one another; things had taken a wonderful turn. You had gotten much more playful and confident. To a point where you would purposely break his rules just so he could punish you.

 Bucky found you in the kitchen one Saturday, cleaning the counter. Weird.

“Baby, are you cleaning?” he asked, lingering around the kitchen entrance. You looked up at him and didn’t answer, purposely. He frowned, not thinking much of it as he walked in and over to you. He wrapped his arms around you from behind and nuzzled your neck, feeling the collar against the tip of his nose. “The housekeepers will be here in an hour or so. Leave it, let’s go upstairs.” he whispered the last part playfully in your ear.

You cracked a little smile, then regained your composure. “No.” you said. Bucky frowned again. What was up with you all of a sudden?

“What did you just say to me?” he sounded a lot less playful than earlier. Almost there…

“I said no.” you dropped the napkin and turned around to face him. He saw the look on your face and chuckled.

“Are you trying to misbehave on purpose, baby?” he asked softly, figuring it out.

You smirked, suddenly feeling all confident and cocky. “Maybe. What are you gonna do about it?” you sounded more sassy than you intended to.

He chuckled, almost not believing what he was hearing. He pressed your body backwards against the counter and pressed himself closer to your front. “Do I need to remind you,” he whispered, his nose trailing along your neck, “that you’re supposed to behave while you’re wearing my collar?”

You shivered as he used that voice. You persisted, audaciously. “So what if I’m wearing your collar? I can do whatever I want.” You added.

He pulled away and in less than a second, his hand reached up to grab your throat. His long, cold fingers wrapped around your neck and pulled your head forward and closer to his, just a little. He squeezed just enough to make you lose your mind, but still allowing you to breathe normally. “Try that again, sweetheart.”

He saw the excitement in your eyes. That look of victory. Well fuck, now you had him right where you wanted him. Bucky scoffed. “You’re so bad at being bad.” He shook his head, still not letting go of your throat. “Turn around, lift your dress up and bend over.”

You shivered again, a pleasant chill dancing down your spine. You listened this time, without disobeying or making a sassy comment. You did just as he asked, and bent over the kitchen counter, waiting. Luckily you didn’t have to wait for too long…

Bucky pulled down your underwear and spanked your backside until it was burning hot. And you moaned as each spank landed closer and closer to your throbbing clit, making you wetter and wetter. “This will teach you,” he spanked your left cheek one last time, harder than before, making you whine in pleasure and pain, “to not act like a brat just to have your way. Understood?”

You whimpered. I want more. “Yes, sir.” You hissed when he pinched your sore butt. And the tingly sensation intensified as you heard the sound of him unbuckling his belt and unzipping his pants. Oh yes, please…

You felt his tip press against your folds as he slowly rubbed his cock up and down; parting the wet folds at your entrance. He groaned under his breath as he pushed himself slowly inside of you. You gripped the counter tighter as you steadied yourself for his thrust. Slowly, he filled you up; stretching you out.

Each time he filled you up, the tip of his cock brushed against your most sensitive spot, and you moaned out loud each time he did so. Your mind was hazy, all you could focus on was him slamming into you. His thrust was animalistic, and rough. Each time he slammed into you, your front crashed against the counter, achingly. But the pleasure made up for the pain.

“Don’t you provoke me like that again, baby. You hear me?” he asked through gritted teeth.

You whined under him, helpless and happy as he pounded into you. “Yes, sir. I’m sorry.” You apologized, weakly. Your voice barely above a whisper as you tried to make yourself make sense.

His hand flew to your hair and he grabbed a fistful of it, and pressed your face further into the counter. You whimpered as his pounded into your core. His pelvic bone smacking against your butt each time. The sounds of your skin slapping against one another was downright obscene, and the grunts leaving his mouth was even more so.

You felt a familiar warmth washing over you, and a pressure building in your lower region. You knew you couldn’t hold it any longer. And when your walls clenched around him, Bucky knew you were close as well.

“Think I should let you come around my cock babygirl? Huh? Will you misbehave and talk back and argue again?” he cooed, his voice laced with lust and desire.

“No sir, please…” you whimpered, followed by a loud moan.

He scoffed. “You did that all on purpose, didn’t you?” he sped up in you. “Is this what you wanted? You just wanted to be owned, didn’t you?” he grabbed your hair and pulled you up and leaned in to whisper in your ear.

Yes. Yes please.

“You just needed to be reminded who you belong to, and who owns you, is that it?” he taunted. “You wanted to be used and fucked like a toy, huh?” Bucky accidentally moaned.

Oh he wasn’t going to last and he knew it. “Fuck… come with me, baby. Come on…” It didn’t take much for you to come undone after that. Gushing out around his cock, walls pulsating around him; you came, hard. He did too. With a few strokes against your walls, he came right after you.

His warm load shooting inside you, your body trembled against the counter. He caught his breath and pulled out. He pulled your underwear up, then your dress, and finally; he pulled you up against him. Your back was still against his torso, and his arms were around you. Your hands gripped the counter still, trying to steady yourself.

He nuzzled his face into your neck, kissed your skin and moved his lips to your ear. “Are you okay, my little pearl?” he asked, kissing down your neck. You nodded. “Just wanted me to give you some attention, didn’t you?” he asked and you nodded again. He chuckled.

“Come on, let’s go upstairs.” you let him guide you upstairs, thinking he would run you a nice warm bath but he tugged you towards the opposite direction. He looked down to see you frowning. “What, you thought I was done with you?” he scoffed. “You still misbehaved on purpose. You deserve a punishment, don’t you think?” he spoke, and you bit your lip. Nervous and excited altogether.

“Y/N, playroom. Now.”

 ---

Things were great between you and Bucky. You were each other’s perfect partners. But trouble was never too far. After all, once your tragedy has been set into motion, there is no way you can escape it. It hit you like a bullet, one you couldn’t dodge.  

---

You could see the little paradise that you built, with Bucky, burn down and crash the moment you stepped out of your office building that day, on your way out to grab a quick lunch. You saw someone standing in front of you, looking down at you with piercing blue eyes.

Thor.

Back then, you wouldn’t have dared to look him in the eyes. But now, with all the respect and love and care and affection that Bucky gave you, your wounds had healed faster than you expected. So you faced Thor with your head held high and a poker face. No fear, no pain, no hatred – just indifference.

“Hello, Y/N.” he spoke, taking a step closer to you on the sidewalk. You didn’t take one back in fear like you used to and that made him raise an eyebrow. You stood proud and tall and faced him.

“Hello, Thor.” You spoke, a fake smile on your face. He didn’t have the power to make you feel anything anymore, not even fear or hatred. That’s how much he didn’t matter at all.

He seemed surprised, but chuckled anyway. “You’ve lost the manners I taught you, I see. Is that how you greet your master?” he asked, amused almost.

You scoffed. “You were never a master. You don’t have what it takes to be one. You took advantage of me.” You enjoyed the look of surprise on his face. “Besides, you didn’t teach me shit. What you did teach me was to be afraid of you. And that’s not what masters do. Masters and doms are to be trusted. And I never trusted you. You used me.” you ended calmly, with yet another fake smile.

He looked down and then looked back up at you. His hands shoved in the pockets of his coat. “If you were mine, you’d be begging for forgiveness on your knees right here, right now for even using that tone on me.” He said, trying to break you down.

You scoffed. “Yeah well, I’m not yours anymore, Thor. Now get out of my way.” You crossed your arms over your chest.

He smirked. “Oh yes, how can I forget? You’re with Barnes now, isn’t it?” his words made you frown. How did he know? And why did he say it like that?

“I am.” You responded, keeping your reply short. You didn’t like the smug look on his face right after you said so.

Thor chuckled, sinisterly. “How smart of him! You know, him and I have been competitors and each other’s biggest business rivals for over a decade now.” He chuckled darkly. “At some point during those years, the rivalry got… too personal.” He smirked. “Now what better way to show his superiority and arrogance over me and my company than to buy,” he paused, “the one who used to be my sub.” He ended with a grin which made you uncomfortable.

But nothing made you feel worse than what he had just said. What the actual fuck? It felt like the busy city around you had either stopped or had disappeared entirely. Your heart sank. Your breath hitched in your throat.

…buy who used to be my sub… Thor’s words echoed in your head. It couldn’t be. Right? Thor was obviously lying. He had to be.

“He did not.” You simply said. Your heartbeats rang in your ears as Thor laughed, mocking you right there on the sidewalk. And you had never before felt so small.

“So he chose you at the line up?” Thor asked. No. No…

You cleared your throat, attempting to get rid of the lump forming in there. You couldn’t, it was there to stay. An indication that betrayal was on the way. Betrayal and cruel, cruel heartbreak. You refused to think, so you stopped thinking.

“No.” your answer caused the smirk on Thor’s face to get bigger, and bigger.

Thor continued, his words pierced that dagger further and further into your heart. It hurt. It burned. It made you want to scream and shout and made you wished you hadn’t stepped out of the building at this time.

“You still owed the club, didn’t you? You think they just gave you away like that?” he taunted. His voice dripped of victory. Not victory over Bucky, but victory for being currently successful in breaking you down. He continued. “Barnes settled what you owed them. Then paid again, for you.”

No…

Thor kept going. “You’re so naïve and gullible.” He chuckled, stepping closer. “You may hate me, but remember, he’s not better than I am. He bought you too.” Thor smirked. “I know because I was at the club recently, the people told me.” He took a step back. “Now you know the truth.”

No…

“Barnes bought you to show off, to me. You’re like…” Thor trailed off, looking for the right word to hurt you better, “this trophy that he got. And he’s waving it in my face in triumph.” He smirked. “You’re nothing but a symbol of his arrogance, and pride and ego. You’re just there so he thinks he’s better than me.” He scoffed. “He must’ve paid quite good money for you as well.”

That hurt. That hurt like a thousand cuts all at the same time.

“Anyways. Have a good life, Y/N.” Thor left.

And you remained stood there, on the sidewalk. People walked past you, and it was all a blur. You just looked down at the concrete sidewalk people mindlessly stepped on. It was worn out and fissured, much like your heart. It was just there for people to step on and use to get to where they needed to be – much like you.

You walked back into the building and managed to hold in the tears as you walked up to your boss and asked her of you could leave for the day. You said you felt sick. It was true, you did feel sick. Sick and used, and betrayed and heartbroken.

You took a cab home. No, not home. You took a cab to Bucky’s place. And once inside the vehicle, you cried silently. Bitterly. You thought of all the times Bucky said he loved you, and how that first day you told him all about how Thor bought you and how Bucky had seem like a balm to the wounds you had.

You thought of all the times he had told you that you were safe with him, and how he wouldn’t hurt you. All the times you believed him, thinking he chose you. He didn’t. He had bought you, just like Thor had.

You don’t remember walking into his house. Or why you began tidying up the place, or making sure everything was spotlessly clean. Your movements were mechanical, your heart numb. Tears streamed down your face as you cleaned, for a moment it felt like you were back with Thor. The tears stopped at some point. But the pain was still there.

Bucky… the thought of his name made you cry again as you sat there on the stairs, thinking about what you would do next. You thought about how Bucky had held you in his bed last night, after making love to you. And he was so excited this morning at breakfast, about date night tonight.

As some point you were angry. So angry at everything. Then you pitied yourself because, how could you have been so stupid to begin with? Of course the club wouldn’t just give you away while you still owed them money. You should’ve questioned them. You should’ve questioned Bucky before falling in love with him.

Love… it sounded so transactional now. Had Bucky really just bought you to show Thor that he has the upper hand in whatever rivalry they have? Did he even mean it when he said he loves you? What about all the intimate bathtub talks you had? Were any of those real? You had trusted him for fuck’s sake! All for what? Just to find out from a piece of trash that Bucky bought you from the club?

Also, why did this revelation hurt more than anything Thor’s ever done to you?

You didn’t realize how much time you had spent overthinking on the stairs. You checked the time at some point and it was around 5 p.m.

He must be on his way home…

You got up, heartbroken and hurt, feeling used and betrayed. With a thought in your head, and your mind made up.

  When Bucky finally checked his phone in the car, as he got in the driver’s seat to finally pick you up from work and make his way home, he saw that he had received a message from you. It said that there was no need to pick you up from work, because you were already home.

Weird, usually you told him why. He tried calling you but you weren’t picking up. Oh well, must be in the shower getting ready for date night. He smiled at the thought of you, and patted the inside pocket of his suit – where was carefully tucked a small black box, with a shiny ring inside.

Today, after dinner, Bucky intended on proposing to you. He had been thinking about it for over a month now, and he knew he desperately needed to spend the rest of his life with you.

-

He got home, and the house was quiet.

“Babe?” he called out.

No response. He decided to check the downstairs area first before walking up to your bedroom. He checked the kitchen and found no traces of you. Just an awfully clean kitchen. Same with the living room, and the library. You didn’t get home early just to clean, surely.

He walked up the stairs, confused. “Baby, come on. Where are you?” he called out again, stepping into your bedroom. Still nothing. He stopped and listened to see if you were in the shower. Nope.

He walked into his bedroom, which you both shared now, and there was still no you in sight. “Y/N?” he called out, he was utterly confused. He tried calling you again, but then he found your phone on the bedside table. He walked up to it. Next to it, on the bed, he found the clothes you had worn to work that day, carefully folded.

What the hell?

He tried to piece it together. This was normally the things you would do back when you were with… Thor. He remembered you telling him how Thor liked seeing you in his playroom first thing when he got home from work, and how it was part of his rules that you tidy the house and clean first.

But why would you do all that here?

Bucky rushed to his playroom. He found the door unlocked. He walked in, a terrible, terrible thought in the back of his head just picking at him.

He found you.

You were kneeling by the bed, head hung low, hands behind your back. Naked, with just the collar on.

“Baby?” he called out again. You didn’t answer. He walked up to you, stood in front of you. He reached down to touch your hair softly. “Are you okay, my little pearl? You want playtime?” he asked, gently playing with your hair. Fuck, he would’ve given you the world should you ask for it. But what had gotten into you?

You spoke up finally. “I want you to hurt me.” You said, voice shaky and quiet.

What? This wasn’t you… he knew immediately that something was wrong.

“Babe, look at me.” He gently grabbed your chin and tilted your head upwards, causing you to look up at him. Then he saw it.

Your watery, red eyes. The sad look on your face. The betrayed look in your eyes. Oh no. Oh no… he knew exactly what that meant. But given the headspace you were in, he knew it would be hard to convince you otherwise.

“Baby, listen to me. We can talk about this.” He tried pulling you up, but you refused. “Let’s go to the study, and we’ll talk. Okay?”

He didn’t care that he was breaking the rules of conduct of his playroom. Hell, he’d get on his knees and beg if that’s what it’d take to make you listen.

“No.” you answered, lowering your head again. “I said what I wanted. It’s your job to meet my needs.” You whispered. He heard, and damn that hurt.

“Y/N, babe listen to me, you-,”

You cut him off, not even bothering that you were breaking the playroom rules as well. “No! Use the whips, and canes. I’m arguing and talking back in your playroom, can’t you see?” you had tears streaming down your face again. You sounded so hurt.

“Please don’t do this to me, Y/N.” he pleaded, successfully pulling you up this time. You didn’t fight back. He placed his hands on either side of your waist. “We’ll go to the study, and we can talk about this.” He repeated.

“No!” you argued again. “Do it! I’m breaking all your rules, please! Hurt me, sir.” You pleaded, teary again. Not sobbing, or crying, just broken and hurt.

“Baby please…” he could feel his heart breaking in two. “I won’t do that. I don’t do that.” he could never hurt you in a situation like this. Never. “I won’t hurt you. I’ll never hurt you, and you know that.”

You scoffed, blinking and letting the tears fall. “Why not? Thor used to.”

Oh no. Oh no, please. Please this is not happening. Bucky felt like he was being pulled apart limb by limb. “I’m… I’m not him.” he answered, hurt.

“Yet you bought me just the same.” You said, and his world came crashing down. No… no please.

He blinked, breathing heavily. One wrong move, one single wrong move and he could lose the love of his life forever. “Baby, it’s not what you think.” He was ready to beg for forgiveness, but he knew nothing could make this any better. To get past it you’d both have to get through it. There was no escaping this. “They were planning on bidding on you.” he confessed.

You didn’t bother knowing who the hell consisted of ‘they’. You were hurt, and angry and now falling apart. At the same time.

“So you bid the highest?” another dagger went through Bucky upon hearing your words.

“It’s not like that. Baby please, understand. I know it sounds and looks wrong but I… I couldn’t leave you there. I just couldn’t.” he said, truthfully.

You almost chuckled. “You said my submission was priceless. Yet you paid for it.” he knew those words of yours would haunt him till the end of time if you ever leave him today. “I trusted you. I gave you everything. I left my entire life behind for you.” you paused, he lowered his eyes, unable to face you. “You lied. You paid for me like I was a whore.”

He was quick to object. “Don’t say that! I lo-,”

“You knew Thor. This whole time, you knew who he was. He’s your business rival, is he not?” you asked.

Fuck. “Yes he is.” He kept his head down.

“Was buying me part of your plan all along? About how you would prove to him and the world that you were the better one? With the most power? You wanted to prove all that by buying something he used to own?” you sounded bitter. So bitter that Bucky winced with each allegation.

“Baby…” he trailed off, still not looking up at you. “No. Please.” His voice sounded barely above a whisper.

You let the tears fall silently as you moved away from him and walked towards one of the robes he always kept in the playroom, just in case. You put the robe on and approached Bucky again.

“I was just a pawn in your sick game, wasn’t I, Mr. Barnes?” you asked and his heart shattered. No, you’re my everything please don’t do this. His mouth didn’t open to say the right things to you. He just kept his head down.

“I was the stupid one. I fell in love with a man who bought me. I was stupid for thinking you were the better man, that you loved me back.” you laughed dryly. “You’re no better than him in the end, are you?” your words hit him like a heavy rain of stones.

He spoke up this time. “Y/N, please. We can talk about this. I lo-,”

You cut him off again. You smiled, sadly. “There’s nothing to talk about, Mr. Barnes. I’m gonna leave now.”

No, no, no!

“No, you’re not going anywhere. We’re going to talk about this, and we’re gonna solve this. You’re not leaving me.” He sounded a little more assertive than he had this whole time.

“I wasn’t asking. I was telling you that I’m leaving.” You said, firmer. “Besides, there’s nothing to solve. You paid for me. I’ll just go back to the club, they’ll give you your money back. Don’t worry, I know it because it’s happened before.”

Baby, no… please.

Bucky’s chest heaved as he tried to contain all his emotions. He couldn’t. He walked over to you and grabbed you by the shoulders, shaking you gently in frustration. His grip didn’t hurt, the look in his eyes did. “You’re not leaving me! You’re mine, you hear me?” his eyes watered. “Y/N, you… you’re mine.” he sounded calmer by the end of his sentence.

You got out of his grip, and pushed him away, taking a few steps back as well to create some distance between you two. You reached behind your neck and unclasped your collar. You snatched it off your neck and threw it at him. It hit his chest and the two of you watched as the collar fell to the ground, much like your relationship.

“Winter.” You spat and turned around to walk out of the room.

 You left. Leaving behind in that playroom a man with a broken heart. A single tear streaming down his face, wishing he could’ve done things differently…

 a/n: don’t kill me pls

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and then there’s you | Au-gust Day 8: Superheroes/Superpowers AU

AU-gust masterlist

i took a brief hiatus but now im back!! this is possibly one of my favourite things ive written, ever

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Steve was never expecting to get along with James. He didn't have the best start with Tony - even though he likes to believe that they've moved past that and have become good friends - and James' protective streak was well known. After all, the man broke records trying to fly back to New York fast enough and managed to show up just as the Hulk picked up Tony from the sky.

 He still remembers the way James landed around them with a thud, his faceplate snapping up and shoving all of them to the side so that he could get to Tony. He remembers the way Tony's face softened; the way James reached out with one metal encased hand to awkwardly rub his hair before settling on his shoulder.

 He remembers fiercely missing the time in his life when someone looked at him like that, like he was the reason the world continued turning.

 In retrospect, Steve honestly should've seen this whole thing coming, but he's still blindsided by the whole thing.

After the last of the Chitauri are felled down, Thor and James raging in the sky until they drop like flies, they regroup back at Stark Tower. It's almost too easy, over in a matter of hours, even though Steve feels like it's taken ages. They lock the Spectre away and clasp chains around Loki's body - and he can release a breath that he didn't know he was holding it.

 "Colonel Rhodes," he says, later, when they're all lounging in a beatdown shawarma joint, shamelessly taking advantage of an extremely grateful store-owner, “I just wanted to say thank you for all your help. Having two heavy hitters in the sky really helped us take down the stragglers. We couldn't have done it without you."

 James and Tony (from where he's resting on James' shoulder) both turn to him and give him identical looks, the kind that makes Steve want to duck his head and rub the back of his neck.

 "No need to thank me Cap," James says finally, "Just doing my civic duty." But he keeps looking at Steve, in a way that stirs feelings inside Steve that he thought had died when he went into the ice.

 Guess not.

 He nods once and is saved from answering by Tony grabbing the Colonel into another discussion. He takes another bite into his wrap, the food feeling wooden inside his mouth. Tony has one hand in the air, gesticulating wildly, but the other is wound around James, inter-twined with his own. It twists something inside Steve, and he tries to tell himself that it's just him missing his life before the ice. Before he was dropped into the twenty first century.

 He looks up to see Thor giving him an all too knowing look for a man who only met him a couple of hours ago. It makes him so uncomfortable that he stands abruptly, pulling both Tony and Rhodey out of their conversation.

 "I have to go," he says stiffly, "I have some work to attend to. I'll see you guys at the Helicarrier tomorrow at 0900 for a debrief," he nods at his team, "Colonel, it would good to meet you."

"Call me James," he says, nonplussed, "that’s what everyone who isn't this fella calls me," he thumbs at Tony; who's face twists in mock outrage.

 Steve doesn't say anything, spinning on his heel and all but running out of the shawarma joint, lest he dwell too strongly on the fact that James called Tony fella.

 Despite their horrendous first meeting, Steve and James actually get on fairly well. He's in New York a lot, despite still being on active duty. Ostensibly, it's because the War Machine - now rebranded as Iron Patriot armour needs regular check-ups and after what Tony and James mysteriously refer to as the Hammer incident - Tony is the only one who fiddles with it.

 It makes sense, since Tony designed the damn thing, but Steve knows that James is a genius of his own right. Privately, he thinks that James is equipped to deal with any and all faults in the armour, but he makes it a point to come for Tony. Watching your bestfriend strap a nuke to his back and fly into space with no concrete desire to return tends to do that to someone. Hell, if Bucky had pulled something like that he wouldn't have left him out of his sight.

 Besides, now that Steve has been living with him and gotten to know the man behind the mask so to speak, he can see why Tony inspires that kind of loyalty. The way he badly misjudged Tony still digs at him, even though Tony has waved off his apologies multiple times and promises that he harbours no bad feelings.

 Steve isn't complaining though. He likes that James visits, even though he frowns everytime James complains about how hard it was to finagle time with his superiors. Clint calls it his Captain America face, says that he makes it every time he thinks there's a fight. Steve doesn't know if he has a specific face, but he does know that it doesn't sit right with him that James has to fight that much to come stateside.

 That was the whole point of the War, that they would fight so that future generations don't have to. There's a lot to be said for the twenty first century. His country's proclivity with inserting themselves into every war that side of the Atlantic isn't one of them.

 Still, James' regular check-ups mean that Steve has gotten a chance to get to know Tony's bestfriend - since he winds up spending a lot of time in the workshop these days; sketching while Tony putters around. It's like white noise - the sound of a wrench or a blowtorch, interspersed with Tony and JARVIS sniping with each other, and it reminds Steve of the barracks, of the Howlies huddled around a single fire and sniping around each other.

 (It reminds him that he's no longer alone)

 When James comes however, the entire workshop lights up, and Steve along with it. Despite his best efforts, the smidgen of interest he'd felt in the shawarma joint has buried itself inside him, planted seeds and grown around his heart. It doesn't help that James is one of the most easy-going people he's ever met, the kind of person one gravitates to.

 He reminds Steve deeply of Bucky, but then again - Steve was never overcome with the urge to bear Bucky down and kiss him until they both couldn't breathe.

 "Steve!" James cries out, as the workshop doors open with the faintest snick, "It's good to see you."

Steve looks up from his sketchbook - where he's been drawing James funnily enough - and gives him a warm smile, "James. Good to see you. How's the Iron Patriot?"

"Don't call it that," Tony wags his wrench at Steve, looking like he's contemplating the merits of lobbing it at him, "You do not call it that in my workshop. This is a sacred space."

 "She's handling like a dream," James says over Tony, but he still walks over and pulls Tony in for a small hug before making his way over to Steve. The first time this had happened, Steve was almost jealous, but he's since realised that it's just a part of James' schedule. The need to physically remind himself that Tony is okay.

 "There's been a couple of tough missions," he continues with a grimace, after he's done surreptitiously looking Tony over and found his way to the couch where Steve is currently propped up. "I've definitely got some fresh bullet dents. But nothing Tony can't fix, isn't that right Tony?" he calls out to where Tony has turned back to his holo-screens and gets a half-hearted gesture in response that Steve takes to mean that Tony has heard James.

 "Enough about me though, not in the least because I could be arrested for going into detail," James reaches out and places his hand over Steve's; and it takes everything in Steve to not react to the touch, "You getting through the list okay?"

 A month into his stay at the Tower, Steve was listlessly chewing a banana in the Common Room when James came out for some water and saw him. "They taste weird," he'd said, when James asked if the banana had done something to offend him, "I guess I was just hoping it was something that hadn't changed."

James had regarded him for a second, and then pulled out a napkin from thin air, "You should make a list. It's what I tell most of my rookies, when they're going back after a long tour. Make a list of everything you want to catch up and work through it on your own pace. At the very least, it gives you something to do."

 Ever since then, Steve keeps a small black book on his person, filling it with a never-ending list of things. The entire team pitches in, depending on what it is that Steve is about to discover about the twenty-first century. Steve likes it best when James carves out time for him though.

 "I'm adding more things than I'm crossing out," Steve admits, and James clucks sympathetically, "but it's good. I've not Star Wars on my list next? And Tony made me promise to wait for you to come back so that both of you could introduce it to me together."

 James whistles lowly, but his eyes light up, "Oh I am so happy that you waited for me for this. Never listen to Tony, he thinks the prequels deserve rights," he bends down to whisper at Steve loudly, "we don't recognise the prequels."

"Is that prequels slander I hear in my safe haven?" Tony pipes up, spinning around to face them. He's still got the wrench in his hand, "Don't make me revoke your access honeybear because I will, don't test me."

 James holds up his hands in mock surrender. "I'm going to go freshen up," he says with a clap, "but after I'm back, we can discuss Star Wars strategy."

 Steve watches him go, until he disappears around the corner. When he looks back at the workshop, he sees Tony looking at him with a look that's half speculative, half sympathetic.

 "You know that nothing can happen right?" he says apropos of nothing, but Steve knows exactly what he's talking about, "It's against the law. DADT. If his superiors find out, his career is over. 's why me and him ended in the first place."

  Steve found out about Tony and James' history only a month ago, and the sting has faded. Mostly because he knows it was a long time ago, and neither of them harbour those feelings anymore.

 "I know," Steve says carefully, because Tony is still James' bestfriend, "and I wouldn't ask him to risk that. Doesn't change how I feel though. And if I have to wait, or hide it, or even ignore it until he's ready to deal with it - I'm ready for all of it."

 Tony nods, like it's the answer he's expected, "You'll be good for him Steve. He deserves someone who'll wait." Unlike me, who didn't goes unsaid.

 "I don't expect anything from him Tony," Steve says, looking Tony right in the eye, "but I can't just pretend I don't feel the way I do. Especially not if there's the barest possibility that he feels the same."

 Steve isn't generally good with these sorts of things, recognising interest. Still, he doesn't think he's imagined the looks he's gotten from James the past couple of times he's been over, over misread the touching, the talking, the borderline flirting.

 "He does," Tony confirms, "but like I said - nothing can happen." He says in a careful tone, and it takes Steve a couple seconds to cotton onto what Tony is implying. It leaves a rush through him, reminding him of back-alley trysts, protected by the shadows.

 "Nothing can happen," Steve repeats, and Tony pointedly turns his back as Steve leaps up from the couch and follows James out. He thinks about calling ahead, or maybe messaging - but there's a decent chance that James already knows about this conversation, since Tony wouldn't have brought it up unless James had expressly allowed him too.

 Steve might not know much about the twenty first century, but bro-code well enough.

 He knocks on James' door, thrumming with energy, and his heart stutters when James opens it in a towel; one around his waist, catching the droplets of water falling down his chest, and another around his neck.

 "Steve?" he asks, and there's no mistaking the hopeful tone in his voice. It confirms Steve's suspicions, that Tony was talking to him on behalf of James.

 Steve doesn't reply, just pulls him for a kiss.

 Fin

[animezing-fandoms]

The Baby Race Chapter 3: The Guy’s Protective Sides

Masterlist (Click on the link for Parts 1 and 2)

Relationships: Mainly Gruvia and Nalu, but also Gajevy and brief Jerza.

Warnings: Mentions of smut and nudity.

Summary: Now that that the guys have confessed and shown their love to the girls, they start to get a little protective when something threatens the ones they love.

A/N: So I stayed up until 3:30 am writing this because inspiration struck and I got comments asking for a part three, so I figured hey why not crank this thing out tonight so when I'm studying for my exam today I'll have your comments on this new chapter to look forward too! So please read and comment what you think to brighten my day while I study for my super hard test tomorrow! I'm also planning on writing a part four but I'll only do it if you guys comment on this part! Enjoy chapter 3!

"Oh Gray-sama." Juvia moans as Gray's hands roam all over her body as he left love-bites on her neck.

His touch was as cold as ice, and it sent shivers down Juvia's spine, and ironically it also sent heat down to her core as well as his hands moved along her torso. She didn't know when or how he stripped down to his boxer-briefs, but she didn't quite care about the mechanics of his stripping habit at the moment. Not when her core throbbed at the sight of the prominent tent in his boxers and his strong, calloused hands hooked into the sides of her panties and began to pull them off while her legs rested over his shoulder.

"You know, now I appreciate the fact that you never wear pants." Gray says.

Juvia looks confused until Gray smirks.

"It makes it a lot quicker for me to get these out of the way so I can fuck you." He explains before pulling her panties off her feet and tossing them across the room.

"Oh Gray-sama you're so vulgar!" Juvia exclaims.

Gray smiles at her and settles himself between her legs.

But little did they know that Gajeel had reached their door and had opened it just in time for Juvia's panties to hit him in the face. He pulled his head back into the hallway, and pulled the fabric off of his face which turned bright red once he saw that they were Juvia's panties and then he went to try to open the door again but the chain stopped him from getting in all the way.

"Hey ice dick! Get off of Juvia right now and come out here and explain yourself!" Gajeel shouted at him.

Gray and Juvia immediately halted their activities and blushed.

"Gajeel!" They both exclaim.

They heard him banging against the door so they quickly scrambled to fix their clothes and make themselves look decent. However, Juvia was unable to find her panties.

Gajeel broke the door down and walked right up to Gray who had just finished pulling up his pants and was now frowning at the dragon slayer in front of him.

"You listen here ice prick." Gajeel says and presses his finger on Gray's chest.

"I know what you're doing here and it ain't good for her! You break her heart, I'll break your face."

"Gajeel-kun, Juvia will beat you to a pulp if you damage Gray-sama's face!" Juvia shouts at Gajeel.

Gray smirked as the dragon slayer's stern face softened and his cheeks reddened. Then he doubled over in pain as Gajeel turned his fist into iron and punched him in the gut.

"Gray-sama!" Juvia exclaims and rushes to his side.

She knelt down and held his arm, looking over him with concern.

"I'm fine Juvia." Gray says weakly with his hand over his stomach.

"What was that for Gajeel!" Levy shouts, now cross with Gajeel.

"That was for him taking advantage of Juvia!" Gajeel answers.

"Gray-sama would never take advantage of Juvia!" Juvia retorts and stands up to face Gajeel.

"He asked Juvia to marry him!"

Gajeel looked at the ring on Juvia's finger and gulped.

"Juvia's going to be his wife! We're going to spend the rest of our lives together and have children and live happily ever after!" Juvia explains.

"Oh..." He says softly.

He rushed to conclusions and made a big mistake. He held out his hand to Gray and helped him stand up.

"I'm sorry about that Gray. I just didn't want to think of you taking advantage of Juvia. I was just a little surprised to see you up here bein' all lovey dovey when you barely gave her a lick of attention until today. Made me assume some stuff about the two of ya. And I still don't think you guys are really that great together but as long as she's happy I guess I can live with it." Gajeel explains.

"I understand." Gray says and gives him a fake smile.

"Thanks for the blessing, even though I don't think I needed it."

"Juvia, I'm having the girls over at Gajeel and I's tomorrow. Would you like to come join us?" Levy quickly interjects before Gajeel can start a fight with Gray.

"Yes that sounds great!" Juvia exclaims.

"It'll be the perfect chance for Juvia to show off her ring and tell everyone the good news!"

Once Gajeel and Levy left, Gray shut the door and stayed there, facing away from Juvia.

"Gray-sama..." Juvia says worriedly when she notices Gray lost in thought.

Gray stood up with a frown on his face.

"Maybe Gajeel's right. Maybe us being together isn't a good idea." He says.

Juvia felt like a dagger went right through her heart.

"What are you talking about? You just said you loved me!" Juvia exclaims.

Gray looks away from her so he doesn't have to see the tears in her eyes.

"And I do, but..." He starts then trails off.

"Then tell Juvia why right now!" Juvia exclaims and runs in front of him.

Gray looks at her and his jaw sets as he sits back down on the bed.

"It's because Gajeel hit me..." Gray says.

"So it's his fault you want to break up with Juvia! Oh Juvia's going to kill him now-" Juvia growls.

"No Juvia it's not him it's me. I want to break up because I couldn't stop Gajeel from hitting me." Gray explains.

"Juvia doesn't understand." Juvia says.

Gray looks down in-between his legs before explaining.

"I swore that before I got together with you that I would become a man who can protect you. If I couldn't stop Gajeel from hitting me out of nowhere like that, then how could I stop someone who would try to hit you without warning. Or worse. Juvia, when I was a kid I saw my father die and it was one of the worst things I ever saw in my entire life. It still haunts me to this day. I don't want our kids to go through that too because their father wasn't strong enough to protect them or himself." Gray says.

Juvia came and knelt in-between his legs before holding Gray's hands.

"Gray-sama, you don't have to protect us on your own, we're partners now, we'll protect our children together as a mother and father should." Juvia says.

"But what if we get attacked while you're pregnant?" Gray asks.

"It'll be too dangerous for the baby for you to fight too, I'll have to protect you both and if I can't and something happened to the two of you I'd never move on from it!" Gray exclaims before Juvia cuts him off with a kiss.

"You're stronger than you think you are Gray-sama. Juvia believes you can protect her and the baby you'll put inside her." Juvia says and places his hand over her womb.

"I love you Juvia." Gray says.

"So much more than I've ever told you."

"Juvia loves you too, much more than she can express with words Gray-sama." Juvia says and they kiss again.

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The fire crackled as Lucy laid on her side in Natsu's hammock, completely naked and trying to catch her breath as was he, as he laid next to her, equally naked, and looking at her like she was the most precious thing in the world to him, which she was.

Lucy's cheeks were still flushed and she shyly held the blanket up over her chest, feeling shy about him seeing her breasts, despite the fact that he had just seen all of her a few minutes ago, bare and shamelessly spread out for him on the carpet in front of the fireplace as they lost their virginities together.

"Are you okay Lucy?" Natsu asks her softly after a few moments.

"I wasn't too rough with you was I?" He asks.

"No you were fine Natsu." Lucy says.

She smiles and cups his cheek in her hand.

"You didn't hurt me, if that's what you were worried about." Lucy says.

"I was a bit worried about that." Natsu says then smirks.

"But now I'm happy because now I know that all of that screamin' was because you liked it."

Lucy yelped in surprise and hid her face under her blanket even more to hide the furious blush on her cheeks. Natsu laughed and wrapped his arms around her and pulled her closer to him.

"Why do you seem so shy Lucy?" He asks her.

"Did I upset you somehow?"

"No, Natsu you haven't done anything wrong tonight, you were perfect as surprising as that may be." Lucy says and smiles at him.

Natsu snickers before looking at her lustfully.

"You've forgotten that I grew up in a bar Luce. You know how pervy the older guys are. Even before I hit puberty they told me all sorts of things about what they do to women and where they like to be touched." Natsu explains.

Lucy gasps as Natsu grabs one of her breasts under the blanket and begins to squeeze it. She moans as he fondles it in just the way she liked before letting out an airy sigh of pleasure as he attached his mouth to her neck and began to suck a hickey onto it.

"I wasn't expecting you to know so much more about this than I was." Lucy explains in an airy voice as Natsu's touches made her head feel lighter.

"It makes me worried that I might not be enough for you though." She continues and Natsu halts his actions and looks up at her worried expression.

"If you know more about sex than me, then I must have bored you tonight. Perhaps you'd be more compatible with a girl whose got more experience than I do." Lucy says sadly.

"Lucy." He says softly and brings his head up to face hers.

"I never get bored when I'm with you, and I certainly wasn't bored tonight. I mean look at you, who would get bored while they're making love to the sexiest woman in Fiore." Natsu compliments and Lucy blushes as he kisses her cheek.

"And honestly, I was worried that you'd get bored with me, seeing as how I don't know anything about a romantic relationship and I always seem to upset you somehow if I say or do anything nice for ya'." Natsu admits and looks away from her.

"Then I guess we can both learn from each other then." Lucy says and snuggles closer to Natsu.

"We'll fill the gaps for each other to make our relationship whole."

"You're the perfect girl for me Lucy. I mean it. I'll never love anyone else like I love you." Natsu says.

"And you're the dragon that turned out to be my Prince Charming. I love you Natsu, now and always." Lucy says.

Their faces were close enough that their noses crossed, and as they looked into each other's eyes there was nothing but love and longing in their gaze. Then they both brought their lips together and began to kiss again.

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Lucy hummed a little tune with herself and Plue as they walked along a cobblestone path in the woods that led to Levy and Gajeel's house. When they entered the clearing it was in, the first thing Lucy saw was Gajeel and Lily doing some sort of construction work.

"Hey bunny girl!" Gajeel calls to her.

"What are ya doin' here? Salamander didn't come with ya did he?"

"No it's just me and Plue." Lucy says with a smile.

"Puun-puun!" Plue says and waves.

"We came by to drop off some berries that grow by Natsu and Happy's house. I thought you and Levy would like some fresh fruit." Lucy explains and hands him the basket.

"These berries aren't poisonous are they?" Gajeel asks.

"What! No! Of course not, why would I want to poison my best friend and her boyfriend?" Lucy asks.

"So that you and Salamander can have kids before us and have them start training because they'll be older so they'll be the strongest in the guild!" Gajeel explains.

"If you think I really care about that dumb baby race you boys started out of your own delusions then you've lost your mind. Besides, I'm not even pregnant anyway!" Lucy reminds him.

She gasps when Gajeel leans in close to her and sniffs her.

"Nope. Yer not pregnant." He says and leans back.

"But even if ya were, I wouldn't be able to smell it on you until about two weeks or so anyway." Gajeel says and turns back to what he was working on.

Lucy placed her hand over her womb thoughtfully as she pondered the possibility that Natsu might have gotten her pregnant last night.

"Alright, now the crib's all done!" Gajeel says proudly.

He turned around to show Lucy and she yelped and Plue jumped into her arms in fear when they saw that haphazardly slapped together pieces of shrapnel that looked more like a bed of nails than a baby's bed.

"What do ya think? Ain't it great! The kids'll sleep safe and sound in this thing. It's made entirely out of iron so there's no way they'll be able to fall out or move the bars!" Gajeel says.

And I'm sure the iron from their blood when they poke themselves on all of those jagged edges will only reinforce it. Lucy thought to herself.

"Lu-chan you're here!" Levy exclaims.

Lucy turned to see Levy walk towards her and give her a hug.

"Hey Levy, I'm sorry I'm late." Lucy apologizes.

"Don't worry about it. The girls and I just finished making lunch. Juvia isn't even here yet. I bet she and Gray are still occupied." Levy says.

She giggles when she notices Gajeel tense at the mention of Gray and Juvia's recent development in their relationship.

"What's this?" Levy asks, looking at the crib.

"It's what our babies are gonna sleep in!" Gajeel tells her.

Levy's eyes went wide and she placed both of her hands over her swollen belly as if to protect her children from the death trap that their father had created for them. She looked at Lily and he mouthed:"play along".

"Oh." She says softly and forces a grin.

"Well it's certainly something darling. Let's talk about it later."

She then quickly rushed Lucy inside to avoid having a difficult conversation with Gajeel about saving money by building the household furniture himself.

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Lucy loved spending time with the girls in Fairy Tail. Whether it was in the bath house or at Fairy Hills, it was nice to take a break from the rowdy boys and just enjoy each other's company. And gossip of course. And since Lucy had her first date with Natsu last night, she was the hot topic of today’s brunch conversation.

"What did he do?" Mira asks eagerly.

"He didn't drag you to watch him beat somebody up did he?" Bisca asks.

"No, that's what he wanted to do at first but I told him not to do that." Lucy explains.

"So then what did he do?" Wendy asks.

"Did he do something romantic?"

"Actually, yeah he did. He set up this delicious picnic under the stars in his yard. We ate and he listened to me tell him about the different constellations and then we went back inside and-"

"He proposed!" Juvia exclaims as she bursts through Levy's front door.

"Congratulations Juvia!" All the girls cheer.

Then Carla flew over to a banner on the wall and unfurled it to reveal a sign that said the same thing with wedding themed decorations on it.

Juvia was stunned.

"Levy, did you organize this party for me?" Juvia asks.

"Yep! I wanted to do something to celebrate you and Gray's engagement so I got all the girls together to throw you a party! Congratulations!" Levy says.

"You're all too kind!" Juvia exclaims then starts to cry tears of joy that almost flooded the whole first floor of the house.

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Juvia enjoyed her party a lot. It was a whole hour where she got to gush about her relationship with Gray, and for the first time, it wasn't all just a fantasy in her head. It really happened! Gray proposed to her! She had a ring made out of ice to prove it too.

"It's a beautiful ring." Erza says.

"Thank you Erza. I'm sure Jellal will get you one that's just as beautiful." Juvia says.

At the mention of Jellal possibly proposing to her, Erza's face turned as red as her hair and she delved into a little fantasy of her own.

"You'd better be careful with that ring. If Natsu's flames get too close it could melt off." Lucy warns her.

"And why would Natsu's magic be used to melt the ring that Gray-sama gave to Juvia? Does Juvia's love-rival have some sort of plan to break us up so that she can have Gray-sama andNatsu!" Juvia growls.

"No no no! Juvia for the last time I am not in love with Gray at all I love Natsu! But you know how those two fight, all I'm saying is that maybe don't stand so close to Gray when that's happening or else that beautiful ring will melt." Lucy explains.

"Well all Juvia is saying is that a blonde bimbo like you should at least be able to hold down her man!" Juvia retorts.

"Ha ha! I'm sure she did that when she slept at Natsu's place last night!" Cana says and Wendy covers her ears and ducks her head under the table.

Lucy frowned. She should have known that Cana would say something like that, especially when she's drunk.

"Wait you mean you didn't go home after your date with Natsu last night?" Erza asks, suddenly intrigued.

"Who says I didn't?" Lucy chuckles.

"I did! I stopped by your place last night and slept there until morning and you never came back." Cana explains.

Dammit. Lucy thought.

"Wait so does that mean you and Natsu..." Levy starts.

All of the girls gasped and Lucy blushed. She already knew where this conversation was heading and she didn't like it. If she told them the truth and said yes then she'd be assaulted with inappropriate questions about how she and Natsu lost their virginities together. She wasn't even entirely sure of what to make of what they did last night. It was good, no doubt but, now she was worried that the girls might make fun of her and she'd discover that it actually sucked!

"No! We didn't. I told him I wanted to take things slow and he was fine with that. But I was tired so he offered to let me stay the night at his place." Lucy half-lies.

"Awwww." All the girls say and Lucy exhaled in relief that they bought it.

"Natsu really is such a sweet guy. And he loves you so much. I wouldn't be surprised if the next time you see him he's down on one knee." Lisanna says.

"Oh yeah right." Lucy says sarcastically.

She hears a knock on the door and decides to go answer it to end the ridiculous conversation.

"You girls expect way too much of Natsu, you have no idea what he's really like. I bet you all think that as soon as I open this door I'm gonna find him there on one knee ready to pop the question, well let me tell you, it's gonna take that man years to get his head on straight enough to do that!"

Lucy opens the door, and then screams and jumps back when that's exactly what she sees.

All of the other girls gasp in surprise, a new air of excitement hanging over them when they see Natsu in the doorway, on one knee, smiling at Lucy.

"Hey Lucy, I've got something to ask you." Natsu says.

Lucy's face went pale and her heart pounded. Holy shit is this really happening!? She screams in her head.

The girls behind her all let out little yelps of excitement from the huge milestone they'd all been waiting for.

"Y-you d-do?" Lucy stammers, unsure if she should be overjoyed or terrified of the question Natsu was about to ask her.

I mean, on one hand she should be happy. If he wanted to have and raise kids with her then she would expect that he'd want to put a ring on it but she never thought it would actually happen, nor was she entirely sure that she wanted it to.

Natsu holds something up in his fingers and Lucy stopped breathing when she saw it was shining in the sun and on top of a ring.

Holy crap this is really happening! He's gonna propose to me! He wants me to marry him and become Mrs. Lucy Dragneel! She shouts in her head.

"After I knocked on the door I saw this shiny earring on the ground and I knelt down to pick it up and it looks just like yours, did you lose one?" Natsu asks.

All of the girls fell over in disappointment and Lucy let out a sigh that was both out of disappointment and relief.

Lucy felt both of her ear lobes and smiled.

"Yeah Natsu I did lose an earring, thank you for finding it." Lucy says and takes it from him.

"No problem." Natsu says as she puts it back on.

"So wanna head back to my place or yours to screw around again?"

Lucy stiffened in fear when he asked that question, and all of the girls sat up in surprise.

"WHAT?!" They collectively shouted.

"Did I just hear that right? Did Natsu invite Lucy to have intercourse with him, again?" Juvia asks.

"You know what that means ladies!" Cana shouts and Wendy runs away with Carla to get out of earshot.

"Oh my gosh she did fuck Natsu last night!" Bisca exclaims.

Lucy's face turned bright red as all of the girls freaked out and gave her congratulations on losing her virginity.

"Oh come on we all saw how Lucy reacted when we asked her if she slept with Natsu last night!" Cana slurs while holding her wine bottle.

"I doubt she did anything other than lie there with her legs open while Natsu did all the work!"

All of the girls laughed and Lucy looked away in shame and embarrassment as a few of them agreed with Cana.

Natsu looked to see Lucy's reaction to what Cana said and his heart seized in his chest when he saw how sad Lucy looked, and whenever he saw her look like that, his fire would burn through his veins and a few flames started to flicker on his fist, ready to take down whatever was making the girl he loved so upset. But he wouldn't strike this time, because he grew up with these girls and they were his and Lucy's friends, he'd never use his magic on them or wish to harm them, even though they were about to make Lucy cry, an act that would be unforgivable if it was anyone else other than his guild mates.

"Hey shut up!" Natsu shouts at them.

Their taunting immediately stopped and Lucy looked up at Natsu in surprise, her eyes sparkling with tears that had threatened to fall. Was Natsu defending her?

"That's not funny! Can't you see you're making Lucy upset!" He continues.

The girls look and see how Lucy was looking sad.

"Oh my gosh, Lu-chan did we really make you upset?" Levy asks.

Lucy doesn't say anything but she does nod a bit.

All of the girls gasped and went and hugged her and apologized too.

Natsu smiled once he saw Lucy smiling, he could relax now that he knew that Lucy was happy.

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As they walked home from Levy's house Lucy held his hand and pressed herself close to him which confused Natsu.

"Any particular reason you're leanin' on me like this? Are your legs botherin' you or somethin'? Do you want me to carry you?" Natsu offers.

"No I'm fine. I just want to be close to you, that's all." Lucy says and places her hand on his bicep.

Natsu smiled at her and they continued to walk in silence for a bit.

"Thank you." Lucy says, breaking the silence.

"Thank you?" Natsu asks. "For what?"

"For standing up for me back at Levy and Gajeel's." Lucy clarifies.

"Oh that? That was nothing really. I just don't like seeing you sad so I wanted to make them stop. They're our friends, so I knew they'd understand if I pointed out how you felt to 'em." Natsu says.

Suddenly Lucy stepped in front of him and Natsu's eyes widened in surprise as Lucy pulled on his scarf and brought his lips down to hers. He closed his eyes and kissed her back, placing his hands on her hips to pull her closer before they parted.

"What was that for?" He asks.

"For being a good boyfriend. I know I might act like I'm mad at you a lot for the dumb stuff you do but, it's little things like what you did back there that remind me how much you care about me and why I fell in love with you. So thank you, for being such a sweet guy." Lucy explains.

"And thank you, for giving your heart to me. I swear I'll protect it no matter what." Natsu says and they kiss again.

"Wanna go have sex again?" Natsu asks her once they part.

"Again? Where?" Lucy asks.

"How about right here?" Natsu asks and chuckles.

"Right here in the woods! Out in the open? No way! You're outta your mind!" Lucy shouts at him.

"We're not exactly out in the open and there's no one around." Natsu reminds her.

"Well, you do have a point there." Lucy says.

Natsu grins before kissing her and undoing the sash on her skirt.

"Wait! What if one of those creepy Forest Vulcans finds us! They're girl-crazy enough on their own, imagine what one would do if it saw me naked!" Lucy exclaims.

"We'd never find out because I'd burn it's fur off before it could lay eyes on you." Natsu reassures her.

"I've always protected you Lucy, as long as you're with me I won't let anything hurt you I swear." Natsu promises.

"Oh okay then. Let's do this quick." Lucy says and she and Natsu begin to undress each other.

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A/N: I hope you enjoyed! Remember to comment if you want a part 4!

[bvidzsoo]

Gucci Lane (2)

Thank you for this beautiful moodboard, @sameoldghost​

Author: bvidzsoo

Warning: swearing, light violence

Pairing: Oh Sehun x female reader

Word count: 4, 231

Summary:  High school is supposed to be easy, right? Not when you are classmates with EXO. They are the typical bad boys, whipping girls off their feet with their looks. You hate bad boys ever since your step brother tricked you, you hate them with all your heart. One day Oh Sehun suddenly enters your life. You must babysit his younger sister, because he is an irresponsible bad boy. I guess there’s a thin line between love and hate…

A/N: Here’s the second part, finally...I hope it turned out okay, let me know your thoughts about it!

    “Was it a onetime thing?” Seulgi asked, taking a sip of her tea.

“No, it's just that they will be home so they don't need me there” I explained the situation with Lisa. My schedule was different than other times, I had to be prepared anytime if her parents call.

“Oh, so you have to head over when they call?” Seulgi asked, narrowing her eyes.

“Something like that” I nodded, searching around in my bag for my notebook.

“Ladies” Irene looked at us with a wicked grin “How do you feel about today’s weather?”

“What question is that?” Seulgi asked, her eyebrows furrowed.

“Just answer it” Irene rolled her eyes.

“It’s warm” I shrugged, eyeing Irene curiously.

“Exactly” She clapped her hands together “Now pray that coach won’t make us wear shorts”

“What” Seulgi exclaimed, chocking on her tea “I didn’t shave!”

“I’m sure Jongin saw hairy legs more than once” I said with a snort as Irene started laughing loudly.

“Ah, Y/N” Seulgi whined, pushing my shoulders “I won’t wear shorts, he can’t make me”

“He can try” I shrugged.

“Leave, I don’t need you” Seulgi glared at me, closing her flask with tea.

“Okay, let’s get changed Irene” I stood up and linked my arm with hers. Irene waved at Seulgi with a smirk as we started walking away.

“No!” Seulgi whined, rushing to her feet “Wait for me!”

    “Ugh” Seulgi threw her hands in the air “why is this thing not coming undone!”

“Because you are forcing it?” Irene raised her eyebrows as she was tying her hair in a ponytail.

“Seriously, Y/N help me!” Seulgi whined and I rolled my eyes at her. She was such a baby. I dropped my sneakers on the floor and went to help her with her zipper.

“Isn’t this your jacket which’s zipper isn’t working?” Irene asked, leaning against the wall.

“Yeah” Seulgi huffed as I finally undid her zipper.

“Then why did you wear it?” Irene asked with a scoff as I walked back to the bench to take on my sneakers.

“Because I like it” Seulgi shrugged, quickly changing in her T-shirt.

“Get it fixed” Irene nagged her, like she usually did “Y/N, are you done?”

“Yes, can you be more patient?” I rolled my eyes, throwing my sweater down.

“I can, but I don’t want boys staring at my ass while I warm up” Irene muttered as we made our way out to the field.

“They will stare either way” Seulgi shrugged, braiding her hair quickly.

“That doesn’t matter” Irene walked ahead of us, choosing a place in the warm sun to warm up.

“Quit lying and just admit you were impatient” I chuckled, starting to role my shoulders “Who did you want to see?”

“Is it Junmyeon?” Seulgi asked with a smirk and Irene sent us a glare.

“No, definitely not” She scoffed, doing some squats.

“Aw, you shouldn’t lie to us” Seulgi pouted playfully, earning a smack from Irene.

“You better watch your mouth if you want to live” Irene threatened and I started stretching my back, hands raised high in the air. My short sleeveless top rode up, showing more skin than necessary. I groaned as I felt a few vertebras popping, I should do more exercises like this.

“Someone dressed to impress” Seulgi nudged Irene and they both smirked at each other.

“Or not” I glared at them “I just want to be comfortable”

“In that sexy top of yours, don’t even complain that Baekhyun won’t leave you alone” Irene said with a chuckle, doing the same exercises as me.

“Maybe she dressed for someone else” Seulgi said with a smug grin.

“What? Who?” I asked, placing my hands on my hips, glaring at my two friends.

“That guy from the cafeteria” Seulgi shrugged, checking her nails “I mean, the tension was so thick between you two—damn”

“Sehun is an asshole, I did not dress to impress him” I rolled my eyes, bending my knees and stopping midway down, remaining like that, warming my thighs “If anything, I wish not to see him today or any other time”

“Sehun?” Irene asked with a chuckle “Seems like you did some research on him”

“No” I scoffed, raising and bending my knees again “I’m babysitting his sister, so I think I had no choice but to meet him...to my unfortune”

“Oh please” Seulgi chuckled “You obviously didn’t mind it”

“Yah!” I exclaimed, raising back up “I definitely did—”

“Speaking of the devil” Irene said with a smirk as she circled her shoulder.

“Damn, he has a nice body” Seulgi said with a gulp, obviously checking him out behind my back.

“Is he coming this way?” I asked indifferently.

“Yes” Irene said with a smirk “With Chanyeol and Baekhyun”

“Oh, fucking amazing” I laughed sarcastically. I can’t escape Baekhyun, can I? I turned around right in time, Chanyeol’s arms enveloping around me.

“Y/N” He said cheerfully. I hugged back with a smile. We are childhood friends, it’s just that we don’t really speak that frequently. That doesn’t mean I will turn down a warm hug from my elf friend.

“Chanyeol, I’m happy to see you” I smiled at him as we pulled apart.

“Me too! How are you?” He asked with a chuckle.

“Fine, really good” I said with a shrug, glancing behind him. Sehun was looking at us, with his cold face, his eyes trained on me. We made eye contact but he was quick to look away. Why does he always do that? I don’t carry a diseases with me!

“Are things okay now?” Chanyeol asked more quietly, very aware of my problems at home. He was the one who protected me from him when I needed it. Chanyeol wasn’t just an usual boy, he was my saviour and light in the dark tunnel, helping me, pulling me out from it.

“Yes, everything is okay now” I nodded, speaking quietly. However, my conversation with Chanyeol was cut short as Baekhyun decided to join us.

“Y/N!” He exclaimed, checking me out shamelessly “Damn, you look good”

“Thank you, care to tell me something I haven’t heard before?” I asked, rolling my eyes. The girls and Chanyeol chuckled, and I swear I saw Sehun smile a little.

“Let’s get to my place” Baekhyun said smugly “I’m sure you haven’t heard that before”

“I hear it all the time from Irene and Seulgi” I huffed “What do you really want, Baekhyun?”

“Are you coming to the party tomorrow?” He asked, walking closer.

“Yes” I muttered coldly, hoping he will get the message.

“Perfect” Baekhyun chuckled, touching my forearm “Means we’ll have fun”

“If fun means for you” I gripped his wrist tightly “me kicking you in the balls, I will have so much fun”

“Oh, please” Baekhyun chuckled “We both know that won’t happen”

“Don’t—” My breath hicked when Baekhyun leaned in and kissed my neck “That won’t happen and if you don’t let go this instant I swear I will kick your balls up in your ass and crawl your eyes out, Baekhyun don’t test me”

“Oh, my” He chuckled, finally letting go of me “I always liked dangerous girls”

“Funny, I never liked bad boys” I growled at him, Chanyeol chuckled and draped an arm around Baekhyun’s shoulder.

“Don’t test her” He chuckled “I know Y/N better than you do. She broke one boy’s nose not once”

“Dangerous” Baekhyun chuckled, walking away. Sehun trailed after them, not even spearing me a second glance. His tall body was hugged perfectly by his clothes. His grey sweats hung low on his waist, his black T-shirt hugging his upper body in all the right places. I did check him out, so what? I still don’t like him!

“Rude” I muttered, turning back to the girls.

“Because he didn’t greet you?” Seulgi chuckled.

“Is Son Y/N hurt that a bad boy didn’t greet her?” Irene laughed “I’m amazed!”

“No, shut up!” I glared at them “But we do know each other”

“No, you don’t” Seulgi snorted “You merely know the names”

“Yah!” I exclaimed again, a pout forming on my lips “So what!”

“She is totally whipped” Irene muttered, turning around and walking away.

“I’m not!” I exclaimed, my eyes widening. Seems like I will murder someone if they keep this up.

    “Y/N, are you done?” Seulgi asked, as I struggled pulling on my strapless top.

“Yeah, yeah” I mumbled, huffing when the black top was finally on me, hanging up on her. I stared at my split loose pants, I think I look fine like this. I quickly took on my high heels and put on my big hoop earrings and ran down the stairs. However, my way was blocked by a tall frame.

“Where are you going?” The deep voice asked, staring down at me with a small glare.

“Out, now move” I huffed, crossing my arms in front of my chest.

“Where to?” He asked with an exasperated sigh.

“I told you, out” I rolled my eyes “The girls are waiting for me, so please—move aside”

“I want to know and then I’ll let you go” Taeyong’s voice deepened, his glare harder.

“Taeyong—”

“Where to” He gripped my arms, and I flinched away.

“To a party, please let go” I muttered quietly, my palms turning into fists.

“Okay” Taeyong took a deep breath, letting go of me “Don’t stay until late and call me if you need anything”

“Can you—” I gulped, glaring at his narrowed eyes “stop pretending that you are a good brother? I am fed up with your shit”

“I thought we got over that” Taeyong sighed.

“What?” I scoffed, pushing Taeyong away as he came closer “You expect me to just forget about that? After everything you did, you expect me to just forget?”

“We aren’t real siblings, we did nothing wrong” He scoffed, and right now I felt the need to punch him...hard.

“Don’t make it sound like I wanted it!” I exclaimed, grabbing the doorknob “You used me and took advantage of me. You are an asshole and I can’t wait to get away from this house and never see your face again” I slammed the door shut behind me and walked to the sidewalk, sitting in Chanyeol’s car, who was taking the girls and I to the party.

    Like expected, the party was held at Junmyeon’s house, a pretty rich guy, a friend of Jongin’s. The house was full with already intoxicated students and I rolled my eyes as one was already passed out.

“Y/N, you’ll be fine if I leave you alone, right?” Chanyeol asked, tapping my shoulder, eyeing his friends.

“Yeah, sure” I smiled at him and we parted ways.

“How about we drink something to lessen up?” Seulgi asked excited, dressed sexily, let me guess just for Jongin.

“Of course, how about we drink some water?” I asked, raising my eyebrows. Irene chuckled, while Seulgi rolled her eyes and pulled us to the kitchen.

“Water won’t do it, I need something strong” Seulgi groaned, eyeing the drinks with alcohol.

“Okay, I’ll just drink apple juice then” I shrugged, eyeing the juice on the counter, beside the sink.

“Vodka?” Irene raised one bottle “Or Whiskey?”

“Vodka” Seulgi’s eyes widened as she took two small glasses and poured some for herself and Irene. They drowned the shots and I stared at the green liquid as I poured it into my cup.

“Why don’t you make it like a shot?” Seulgi asked with a laugh.

“Don’t tell me the Vodka already got to your brain” I rolled my eyes, gulping down the apple juice.

“Come on!” Seulgi rolled her eyes “It can’t get to you that fast”

“It can” Irene chuckled “But Seulgi isn’t the case”

“Thanks god, I don’t want to deal with a drunk Seulgi” I muttered “Plus, I don’t want you drunk while you are with Jongin. Who knows what you might do”

“Why are you saying that?”

“Because he is coming our way” Irene smirked, and Seulgi turned around and was face to face with Jongin.

“You came” He smirked.

“I said I would” Seulgi chuckled, clasping her hands behind her back together.

“How about we go now?” Jongin offered his hand, glancing at Irene and I for a moment.

“But I just arrived” Seulgi looked back at us “I want to spend some more time with the girls”

“Go” Irene pushed Seulgi forward “You spend enough time with us”

“Thanks, Irene” Jongin chuckled, taking Seulgi’s hand in hers “See you around, girls”

“Bye bye” Irene waved after them with a grin “Seems like it’s just the two of us”

“Yeah, I might lock you up in a bathroom” I huffed “I don’t want Junmyeon taking you away so soon”

“I’m not going anywhere with him” Irene rolled her eyes.

“Stop lying! You like the boy!” I exclaimed, pushing her shoulder.

“That’s not true!” Irene exclaimed, her eyes widening.

“Yes, it is!” I widened my eyes as well, teasing Irene.

“Y/N!” Irene huffed with a high pitched voice “What about Sehun?”

“What about him?” It was my turn to feel attacked.

“Oh please, there’s something about him that makes you—” She smirked, leaning into me “Perhaps, worked up? Interested?”

“Irene!” I exclaimed, pushing her away “I barely know him!”

“Yet you felt offended he didn’t greet you today. And when he ignored you in the cafeteria” Irene shrugged “You think I didn’t see you glancing at him? I’m not blind”

“Well, wouldn’t you be offended if Junmyeon would ignore you and not greet you when you obviously know each other?”

“No, because I don’t care what he does” Irene shrugged with a smirk.

“That’s not—”

“Let’s dance!” She pulled my arm and I felt ready to smack her. I don’t feel anything towards Sehun except anger, I barely know him!

I tried not to dance too much, in order not to sweat but that was impossible when the room was full with dancing students, the air warm and the constant moving didn’t help. Plus, the music was good so I decided not to stop. Irene and I were enjoying ourselves, she was a little tipsy from too much Vodka, but nothing she couldn’t handle. We decided to head to the kitchen, clear our minds a little bit and refresh ourselves. Water always helped, and Irene knows this as she decided to drink it as well.

“Irene” We both turned around at the loud voice. Junmyeon was standing tall in front of us, looking handsome like always, a grin on his face. I quickly groaned when I saw Baekhyun standing beside him, staring at me. God, amazing.

“Hey, Junmyeon” Irene greeted with a small smile.

“Want to dance?” Junmyeon asked, motioning towards the big living room where students were dancing. Irene looked back at me, but I saw she really wanted to go. Her face just screamed it. I shrugged and she left with a kiss on my cheek and promising to repay me. I sighed when I saw Baekhyun remained in front of me.

“Are you enjoying yourself?” He asked with a smile, but I know he was just playing sweet to get what he wants. Not with me.

“Yes, of course” I decided to act oblivious to his plans “and you?”

“Me too” He exclaimed “Want to drink something?”

“Apple juice or water” I chuckled and walked to the sink, washing a glass.

“You don’t drink?” He asked with a pout.

“No, I don’t like alcohol”

“Or maybe you get drunk easily?” Baekhyun smirked as he decided that both of us will drink apple juice.

“Not really, I just don’t like alcohol” I shrugged, drinking the apple juice and placing the glass down beside me.

“That’s a pity, I thought we could have more fun like that” Baekhyun shrugged, coming closer. He leaned in, with a smirk, as he placed the glass in the sink behind me. To my unfortune he remained close, in front of me.

“Baekhyun, we will never have fun together” I rolled my eyes, placing my hands on his chest to push him away.

“Why not?” He whined, gripping my wrists.

“Because...you are an annoying shit and I won’t let you get in my pants like you do with other girls” I scoffed, trying to free myself from him. Baekhyun rolled his eyes and he pushed me into the counter, he was stronger and he knew that.

“Maybe I don’t want just that” He muttered, his face lowered to my neck. I didn’t like where this was going.

“But you want that and that’s enough” I scoffed, flinching when his lips met the skin of my neck.

“Don’t tell me you will never have sex with your boyfriend” He chuckled, the sound vibrating against my skin.

“I will, but you are not worth my time” I scoffed, my eyes widening when he softly bit the skin “Baekhyun, if you plan on leaving a mark I will beat you right here”

“I am stronger, I just let you have fun, darling” He laughed, looking me in the eyes “Let me guess something…”

“What?” I raised my eyebrows at him.

“You are a virgin” Baekhyun said with a grin, his pupils dilating a little bit. I gasped, pulling further away from him, but it wasn’t helping much as my back arched and my waist pushed into his. He looked down, before connecting our gazes again.

“I’m right, aren’t I?” He chuckled, leaning in closer.

“Don’t—” I gulped, memories that I hate flashing suddenly in my mind “Please, let go of me”

“Answer me and I will” Baekhyun shrugged.

“Wh-what?”

“Are you a virgin?” He repeated it, narrowing his eyes at me. I didn’t say anything, trying to wriggle out of his grasp. Baekhyun huffed and started licking and biting my neck again.

“Okay, stop!” I exclaimed, feeling uncomfortable “I am, okay! Stop it!” Baekhyun hummed and pulled away.

“Was it that hard?” He chuckled and let go of my wrists. I pushed him away and slapped his cheek hard.

“This was a warning, next time I won’t just slap you” I glared at him, and stormed out of the kitchen heading for the balcony on the second floor. I huffed as I opened the door, the cool air making me shiver. I closed the door after me and leaned against the railing, staring up at the star filled sky. I hate Baekyun, he is so annoying and reminds me of Taeyong, a fact I can’t accept easily. I sighed, closing my eyes for a moment but the ringing of my phone startled me.

“What?” I growled into the phone, when I saw Taeyong’s name.

“Where are you?” He asked, his voice laced with anger.

“At the party, where else?” I rolled my eyes.

“I told you not to stay until late”

“Taeyong, I fucking told you to leave me alone. I will go home when I wish”

“Don’t make me go after you” He exclaimed, and I flinched at his tone.

“Don’t even dare coming after me. Do I have to remind you of the restriction or you want us to end up in court again?”

“You wouldn’t dare”

“Try me, Taeyong. Nothing stopped me last time, do you think you can stop me this time?”

“I can always try”

“Try and you are dead” I growled, my knuckles white from gripping the railing so hard “Did you drink?”

“Why?”

“I asked you something” I huffed.

“Yes” Taeyong muttered quietly.

“I’m not going home then” I scoffed, debating if I should tell Irene I will sleep over.

“Yes, you are. Or I’m going after you”

“Taeyong, you can’t—”

“Y/N, I said you come home” He muttered lowly.

“Then lock yourself in your room, and I will go home”

“Fine, but you are coming home”

“If you do that, yes. But later, I’m still not done partying”

“Y/N—”

“Goodbye, Taeyong” I hang up, clutching the phone tightly in my hand. I can’t believe he drank again. I need to go home with a baseball bat then, can’t risk it.

“Problems in paradise, sweetie?” A deep voice chuckled beside me, making me jump. My eyebrows furrowed at the pet name and I glared at Sehun.

“I told you my name is Y/N, don’t call me sweetie” I muttered lowly.

“But why, sweetie?” He smirked, coming out of the shadows, his handsome face illuminated by the moon. He looked too good, with his dark hair pushed back, his white tie unbuttoned at the top showing some of his fair skin. I wanted to slap myself for checking him out.

“Because I don’t like it, so stop” I muttered, looking away.

“Where’s the fun in that?” He chuckled, and only now did I see the smoke coming out of his nose. Was he smoking? Indeed he was, he pulled the cigarette up to his lips, taking a long drag. I stared at him, my nose scrunching at the disturbing smell. That wasn’t a simple cigarette.

“Are you drugged?” I asked with a scoff.

“Not yet” He chuckled, blowing the smoke on me, making me cough. I glared at him, slapping his hand that held the cigarette, making it fall to the ground.

“Hey” He glared at me, taking a step closer to me “You don’t want to annoy me, sweetie”

“Y/N” I growled, staring at him with a glare. Sehun returned the glare, once again trapping me between his body and the railing, like he did in the kitchen.

“You should pick that up” He nodded towards the cigarette on the ground.

“You can do that yourself” I scoffed, turning my head away from him. He grabbed my chin and I gasped when he roughly turned my face, making me face him.

“Why does it seem like you are looking for trouble, Y/N?” He chuckled darkly. I gulped, gripping his wrist, starting to feel uncomfortable.

“I am not, now let go” I muttered, pulling on his wrist.

“Or what, sweetie?” He chuckled “Will you slap me like you slapped Baekhyun?” I searched his face, but like usually it held nothing. He saw that?

“No, I will do worst to you” I smirked “It seems like you annoy me a little bit more than Baekhyun does”

“Oh, really?” Sehun chuckled again, shaking his head “You see, I’m not exactly afraid of you”

“Amazing, now let go” I said slowly, hoping he will do what he was told.

“Where’s the fun in that, sweetie?”

“Stop calling me sweetie!” I shouted, my eyes widened as I suddenly remembered Taeyong. The same situation like with Sehun, forcing me to look at him, ignoring my pleas to let go of me. He found my fear always funny, always used it against me. He would always scare me, try something with me and then leave me bruised and broken. He was a person I always hated, that’s why I hate boys like him. Like Baekhyun, like Sehun...they always come by, pretend they care, break you and leave laughing.

“Let go of me” I whispered, trying to stop the memories.

“Give me a reason” Sehun muttered quietly, searching my face.

“Please just—I need you to get away from me” I muttered as I felt my heartbeat quicken. I was going to have a panic attack and that wouldn’t end well.

“Sweetie—”

“No, don’t!” I exclaimed again and slammed my fists on his chest, trying to push him away “I said let go of me and stop calling me that! Are you retarded and don’t understand, how many times—”

“I’m not retarded” Sehun glared at me, pulling finally away. I took a deep breath, closing my eyes for a moment.

“What’s wrong with you?” Sehun scoffed, lighting another cigarette.

“What? Are you going to call me a freak?” I scoffed “Go ahead”

“No, but seriously—” He took a drag “What’s your problem?”

“Why are you curious?” I raised an eyebrow at him.

“Who’s Taeyong?” He asked, his eyebrows raising. I stared at him before sighing.

“My brother—Actually, he’s not” I scoffed, Sehun looked at me curiously “He is my stepfather’s son”

“Well, seems like you aren’t really friends” Sehun chuckled, walking back to where he was hiding and sat down on the chair. I turned towards him and rolled my eyes.

“No, we aren’t. I hate him”

“What did he do wrong to you?”

“Too many things—but it’s not your business. I want—” I bit my lower lip, debating if I should say it or not “You can call me anything but sweetie, please”

“Does this have to do something with Taeyong?” Sehun asked, taking another drag, puffing the smoke out. I didn’t answer, just looked at him, watching him as he took another drag and puffed it out.

“Your none-existent answer is an answer” Sehun muttered “What should I call you then?”

“I’ll let you figure that out” I chuckled, starting to walk to the door.

“Okay, bubble butt” I stopped in my tracks, turning around my eyes wide.

“What?” My voice was higher than I expected it to be.

“You have a nice ass” Sehun muttered with a smirk. I felt my cheeks heat up and I huffed as I opened the door.

“Fucking asshole” I muttered as I slammed the door closed behind me.

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“Within an hour of setting this simple software up, I got 20 page views and 7 unique visitors. This works, plain and simple. I have tested and used dozens of free traffic methods.   This software automated one that I truly have never came across, something that works amazingly well. You’d be really missing out not setting this up considering it’s completely hands off and free traffic.” Stefan Ciancio  

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Frequently Asked Questions

Q. What is TrafficZion in a nutshell? This is a simple-to-setup software that virtually ANYONE can use to start getting consistent FREE traffic on complete autopilot. The traffic comes from a legit untapped reputable traffic source.   *This is a Windows Based App (Mac Compatible through the use of Parallels Desktop)Q. What makes this different than other softwares  out there? No other software lets you set up a complete autopilot stream of targeted traffic for free. ! And this works in ANY niche.Q. Do I need tech skills to do this? We made sure that we made this a seamless and very SIMPLE process so that any newcomer can be up and running with TrafficZion in no time. With that said, no difficult tech skills are required whatsoever.Q. Do I need a list to make this work? Or any prior experience? No list is needed to do this. No prior experience is needed either. Literally all you need to do is follow our crystal clear steps for the initial setup process & you’ll be up and running with TrafficZion Q. Does this have to do with paid traffic? Are there any other investments required? Nope! The whole idea and concept behind TrafficZion is to get a constant flow of steady FREE highly-targeted traffic so you can monetize your websites and blogs quickly. Q. How SOON can I expect to see results? You can easily see results the same day! Because you’re controlling the outcome and can run it on autopilot. Q. Are there any upsells after I purchase? Yes - There are a couple upsells after you purchase and although they are optional, we highly recommend you consider picking them up because you will find that they are of huge benefit to you and can really SHORTCUT your success even more with the TrafficZion. Q. What if I need help or have questions? If you need help, get lost or have any questions, simply contact our support desk by clicking on the ‘Contact’ link below. We are 100% committed to your success with our TrafficZion Software. Q. Can I Get My WP Account Shut Down? No.  We have made sure that we are following the platforms guidelines, so that our software works ethically with the platform , to bring you the results we are mentioning above.   Nothing to worry about.  

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We’re 100% Confident That You Will Love Our Amazing Product And Once You Set It Up , You Will Be Seeing Your Free Traffic Coming Right Back To Your Websites. We Are Offering A 30-Day,  Money-Back Guarantee With Our Software.    Show Us That TrafficZion Did Not Bring You Traffic Back, And Get Your Money Back.

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