#i caught myself thinking it was weird he would just stand there

[tpwk-formula1]

Can I order

Ollie Bearman- Thin crust,red sauce,roasted mushrooms,bacon,pineapple with sprite,truly and Diet Coke with no dessert please💕

Lee-Lee's Pizzeria Menu

thin crust brother's best friend red sauce rough sex roasted mushroom “Fucking you so good you I can see myself in your tummy” bacon "What would your brother think if he caught us" pineapple "Look so pretty wrapped around my cock" sprite size kink truly belly bulge diet coke recording kink dessert no served by Ollie Bearman

Ollie x Antonelli! reader

TW - squirting, pussy eating, multiple orgasms, fingering, unprotected sex, filming the act, belly bulge, size kink

WC 1900+

Y/N POV

"Kimi, can I talk to you?" I ask after finally finding my twin brother hiding in the Mercedes garage getting away from all the media.

"What's up?" Kimi asks putting his phone down and giving me his full attention.

"So, you're probably gonna be mad but you cannot make a fucking scene," I tell Kimi making him sit up taller and stare at me with an unreadable face.

"Go on, I make zero promises," Kimi says making my pulse rise a bit.

"So, Ollie and I are dating," I say while giving Kimi a sarcastic smile knowing he wasn't happy the second the words left my mouth.

"Oh, I'm gonna fucking kill that giraffe," Kimi said while standing up and shoving past me.

"Kimi, we are in the fucking paddock keep it professional," I say while pulling his arm back slightly but he was on a mission that left me scrambling to follow him.

"Kimi, stop," I say again pulling him back a bit harder. This time Kimi stopped and looked at me with pure anger flashing in his eyes.

"Are you fucking serious right now? You planned this shit to tell me here in public so I couldn't blow up on either of you, but news flash, I dont care," Kimi said turning on his foot and marching towards the Ferrari garage.

We didn't even make it to the garage when we see Ollie pop out smiling and talking to one of the engineers when he spots both of the Antonelli twins approaching him. One radiating anger and the other radiating stress while still giving off a fake smile.

Ollie picked up on the signs and instantly popped back into the garage trying to get away before the much shorter boy reached him.

"No, Oliver Bearman get out here, I just want to talk," Kimi says. I'm shocked to find Ollie actually turning on his foot and coming back outside to stand in the middle of the pit area.

"How can I help you?" Ollie asks trying to mask his fear.

"Oh cut the shit, you and my fucking sister?" Kimi asks trying to keep his volume down but failing with how angry he is.

"Okay, before a full-out brawl occurs I think you guys need to take this into the garage," Fred says coming out of nowhere but quickly ushering the three of us into the Ferrari garage and into an unoccupied room before leaving the three of us to hash out our difference.

"Look Kimi, it's new, and I care a lot about your sister, I'm not in the business of hurting her," Ollie tells Kimi seriously. I can see a very perplexed look flash in Kimi's eyes before I watch his body physically relax.

"How long?" Is all Kimi asks sharply.

"Little over a month, it's new and we wanted to make sure it was gonna be more long term before telling anyone. You're the first person we are telling and I'm sorry if I did it in public I just knew you would flip shit... and I was right," I reply back softly. I can feel Ollie's hand brushing my back showing me that he is still there supporting me but keeping it respectful in front of my brother.

"Please, don't hurt her. I will run your ass off the track every single race if you do," Kimi finally speaks up making me smile and softly pull him in for a hug.

"It's gonna take time to get used to this shit, but I'm not gonna make you guys split or anything, but don't do weird shit in front of me," Kimi tells us making both Ollie and I smile.

"Deal, and thank you," I tell him softly.

We all leave the room and Kimi and I go back to the Mercedes garage where we spend the rest of the day talking and figuring out our plans for our upcoming vacation as well as sitting through boring Mercedes meetings.

"Hey, I'm gonna go see Ollie for a little bit and I should be back before dinner," I tell Kimi when we get back into our hotel happy to not have to be lying to him anymore.

Kimi just pulls a fake disgusted look before shooing me away.

When I get into Ollie's room I knock softly before I step in and pull him into my arms.

"Well that was interesting," I whisper making Ollie laugh and nod.

"He called you a giraffe," I tell Ollie making me laugh before looking down.

"He might be onto something," I joke when I realize how much I am having to strain my neck to look up at Ollie.

"I think you Antonelli's just don't know how to grow," Ollie said with a joking smirk written across his face.

"Oh shut up," I say not having anything to rebuttal him with.

I walk over to Ollie's bed noticing the the scattered clothes all around. Before climbing into his bed and making myself comfortable Ollie climbs onto the bed and into my space where he starts placing soft kisses across my jaw trailing to my lips where he pulls me in for a heated makeout session.

"I need you," Ollie whispers against my lips making me smirk slightly but agree anyway and pull Ollie in closer to keep the heated session going.

I can feel Ollie pulling off my tank top making me lift my arms and pull back to allow him to pull it off all the way and I make quick work of taking his shirt off leaving both of us bare from the top up given I wasn't wearing a bra.

"I love your pretty tits babe," Ollie mumbles against my neck before pulling in one of my hard nipples into his mouth making me gasp slightly.

"Not much there," I mumble which has Ollie lifting his hand and pinching my free nipple making me whimper slightly.

"Don't take about my favorite tits like that," he says while jokingly stroke them like they had feelings.

"Big apologies," I say with a joking eye roll. Ollie moves over to the nipple he had just pinched and starts sucking on it instantly making the sting go away and turn into pure pleasure.

"Fuck," I moan gripping into Ollie's hair pulling him closer needing him.

"Please," I beg wanting him inside me more than I want to continue the teasing. Even the begging doesn't cause Ollie just continues playing with my tits before finally unbottoning my shorts and pulling them down with my thong leaving me completely bare for Ollie to use.

"Fuck, so pretty baby," Ollie mumbles before he starts kissing down from my tits to where I needed him the most.

"Can we try something," I gasp when I feel a soft lick on my clit.

"Does it prevent me from eating this pussy right this moment?" Ollie questions clearly annoyed that I put a stop to his plans.

"No, I just wanna try filming ourselves," I tell him softly when I suddenly lose all of Ollie's warmth as he is across the room grabbing his phone and propping it up against the night stand to film our activites.

Once Ollie is back into the bed he makes quick work of pulling my clit into his mouth and sucking on it before he starts licking all around my pussy like a starved man.

"Fuck, best pussy ever," Ollie groans into my pulling makng me whine and moan when he sends a strong vibration through my clit just from him taking into my pussy.

"Ollie, so good!" I gasp when he slips two fingers into my pussy and searching for my G-spot which didn't take him long.

"What would your brother think if he caught us? Yo clenching around my fingers and my face burried in your soaked fold while you're begging for more," Ollie says with a smirk making me gasp at the mention of his best friend.

"He's fucking murder you in cold blood," I tell him which makes Ollie laugh lightly before he slaps my inner thigh making me jump slightly and gasp from the sting.

"Well then, be a good girl and don't get too loud, he's right next door," Ollie tells me before going right back into my pussy and teasing my clit with his tongue.

"Ollie, I'm so close," I moan while pushing his head deeper into my pussy and holding him there while he speeds up his fingers working on my G-spot helping bring me over the edge into a loud orgasm.

"Fuck, Ollie!" I scream out before covering my mouth and start cumming all over Ollie's face. Ollie's fingers leave my pussy wrapping both arms around my thigh and holding me in place while he helps ride my orgasm out. Once my orgasm has finished Ollie continues teasing my clit allowing for the overstimulation to sink in before he pulls away and instantly pulls his pants and boxers off before climbing between my thighs and sinking right into my cunt leaving no time for me to adjust.

"Look so pretty wrapped around my cock" Ollie mumbles while he starts thrusting his hips making me whine at how much he is stretching me out.

"Too big," I whine looking up at Ollie who has a proud smirk on his face while he concentrates on thrusting into my pussy at a consistent pace.

When I feel Ollie softly place his hand on my tummy and push down I scream out because he threw me into an unexpected squirting orgasm.

This doesn't stop Ollie from fucking into me but he does move his hand but continues staring at my tummy making me look down and notice the very noticeable bulge in my tummy.

I knew Ollie was big but seeing a bulge in my tummy that is clearly made by his dick was surprising.

“Fucking you so good you I can see myself in your tummy," Ollie says clearly loving it just as much as I loved it.

"Fuck, Ollie," I moan.

I feel Ollie reach his arm over to the nightstand where he picks up the phone and turns the camera towards me.

Ollie made sure to keep the camera focused on everything but makes sure to draw attention to his cock poking through my stomach where he softly pokes at his cock each time he thrust in making me whine.

"You gonna cum all over my cock again?" Ollie states more like a question before he pushes down on my tummy again while he makes sure to keep the camera focused.

"Fuck," I scream again while cumming all over Ollie's cock again making him pull out and cumming all over my tummy and cumming so hard some of it landed on my tits.

"Fuck," Ollie groans before ending the video and getting me a towel so he can clean his cum up.

When I hear my phone ring next to me I look at it and notice that it's Kimi calling.

"I think he might have caught us," I joke while showing Ollie who was calling. Ollie makes a fake oopsie smile truly not really caring. I ignore the call but quickly receive a text from Kimi that says "Hanging out my ass"

I just laugh and ignore him pulling Ollie in closer.

[pocket-size-cthulhu]

One of my least favorite things about USAmerica, as a lifelong resident, is the fact that in a lot of areas (especially predominantly White areas), you'll see someone just chilling outside in public and your gut reaction is "they're acting weird." Like they're just standing there and you're like, "suspicious".

In order for someone vibing somewhere to not be suspicious, they have to be in a designated Vibing Area (like a park), AND have a visible reason for being there - a kid, or a picnic blanket or whatever. Maybe a book or sketchbook. Then chilling goes from a threat to an enviable luxury.

I think this comes from a combination of factors, including the loss of third spaces, the people-unfriendly design of our cities, and the incessant anti-homeless propaganda. The Outside is largely not a place where people would want to chill if they had a home to chill in instead, since everywhere you go is dirty and loud, smells like cars, is dangerous from cars, and doesn't have anywhere to sit down. So therefore it follows that people who chill outside are probably Homeless and therefore Scary.

I hate it. Chilling outside is one of life's most amazing free pleasures. People should be able to do it without suspicion! There should be spaces for doing it and a culture around chilling outside as the norm! Also, the fear of homeless people is really deeply effed up!!

Imo the loss of third spaces is suffocating us, mental health wise, especially those of us who don't have private land to chill on. But I think one of the obstacles to reintroducing third spaces back into cities is the idea that "Weird (read: homeless) People Will Go There". Which, like, yeah. Unhoused people have to exist somewhere. There's a reluctance to let unhoused people chill anywhere, or to be anywhere near them, and the people in power in the USA are willing to shoot themselves in the foot in order to guarantee that the separation and cruelty remain. (After all, the people in power in the USA have private land to chill on.)

I think your average white USAmerican has just consumed so much anti-homeless and bootstraps and NIMBY propaganda that they don't realize the problem that lack of third spaces presents to EVERYONE in their community.

I'm rambling at this point. Basically lately I've been going to my apartment complex' playground and sitting in the sun on the cinderblock wall that surrounds it, and I feel so bizarre and out of place. I feel like I'm freaking people out (and I'm low-key worried someone is going to report me for hanging out by a playground while being visibly queer. Which they probably won't but still)

All I want to say is.

Bring back third spaces now

[princessbrunette]

jj would totally get something from your bra if it fell. like you’re eating skittles and one fell down and jj notices and without looking grabs it and eats it 😨😨 “i gotchu don’t even worry” like thank you? i guess? how romantic!

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this is so bsf!jj to me. no boundaries, physical or verbally — so he’s constantly just in your space and asking you weird shit. you were used to it.

his eyes follow the bright red candy as it drops between the valley of your tits, disappearing into the crevice of that pink bra he could see poking out your tank top. your chin drops to your chest to acknowledge it, and before you can reach it, jj is yanking you by your shorts into his reach.

“oop, think ‘ya dropped a lil… somethin’.” he literally rolls up the sleeve of his light denim shirt, reaching down your top and rifling around. “damn it’s like a freakin’… fortress in here. where are ‘ya little guy?” he whispers in concentration, frowning as you blink up at him.

“jayj, i can get it myself.”

“ya but uh… i got a better reach y’know? longer fingers n’ all that good stuff.” he dismisses, another hand reaching up your tank top to shove itself beneath the other cup to locate it. “hold up i gotta bring in my associate.”

“jj!” you fall more towards him as he all but gropes you, a tongue between his lips.

“hm?”

“ouch, that’s my n—”

“uh, am i interrupting something?” john b stands at the doorway to the living room, eyebrow raised at the sight of jj’s hands vanished up your shirt in your bra. the two of you freeze, both heads snapping towards him as you blink obviously.

“i dropped a—”

“—she dropped a skittle down there so… just helpin’ out.” the blonde stares wide eyed at his friend, looking more guilty now like he’d been caught with his hand in the cookie jar.

“…right.” john b deadpans, before slowly spinning on his heel and walking out. a few seconds pass before jj’s fingers wiggle, and he slides his hands out your bra. you fix your shirt with a pout, and when you look back up at him he’s clutching the red skittle between two fingers with a proud grin.

“got it.” he announces simply before popping it in his mouth and chewing, beginning to walk away back to whatever he was doing before. you scrunch up your nose, staring after him.

“ew, jj!”

“mm, boob sweat. my favourite.” he calls back between chomps, wandering off to the next room.

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[evie-sturns]

ɢᴇᴛ ᴏᴜᴛ - ᴍᴀᴛᴛ ꜱᴛᴜʀɴɪᴏʟᴏ

summary: you're spending the weekend at the sturniolos house, you've never had feeling for matt, but this weekend has been different, he just looks too good, the sexual frustration builds up to the point where you just have to get yourself off, but matt walks in on you..

Warnings: swearing, smut, f!masturbation, caught gettin freaky w yourself, fingering, p in v.

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i'm spending the weekend with my best friends, the sturniolos. i've never had any feelings for them, but this past week matt has been looking.. different. he's recently got more tattoos, his facial hair has grown out slightly, giving him a subtle moustache. matt's been wearing different earrings, longer ones, i've never thought about him this way, it weirds me out, but i can't help myself. i've had no privacy for the past 3 days though, constantly with a triplet. i've wanted to touch myself, but i physically cant.

i open the trash can, throwing in me, matt, nick and chris's empty solo cups, which were filled with rootbeer.

"im so fucking tired what time is it." chris yawns, standing up from the dining table.

"1:30am." nick mumbles, rubbing his eyes.

"okay guys, i'm going to bed yeah? gotta be up early for the beach tomorrow" chris says, doing stupid claps with a wide grin on his face.

i scoff, waving him goodbye as he disappears upstairs. nick runs over to me, giving me a quick hug "i'm gonna sleep too, love ya y/n, see you in the morning."

me and matt stand in the kitchen, i lean on the countertop slightly, scrolling on our phones. his face is lit by his screen, highlighting his features. i don't even notice the fact i'm squeezing my thighs together until he looks up at me.

"you okay, mrs. staring problem" he jokes, giving me a smile. my cheeks flush, i uncross my thighs and wipe my face quickly. "sorry." i say, quickly.

"i'm gonna go watch a movie okay? my rooms always open." i say, giving matt a hug.

i get butterflies, why the fuck did i get butterflies?

i feel a heat grow between my legs, i run upstairs, going into the spare room which im staying in for the next few days. i lock the door behind me,

atleast i think i do.

i flop down on the bed, my hand reaches under my waistband, tracing soft circles over my fabric of my panties. "fuck." i whisper before shimmying my shorts and panties down in one motion to my ankles.

im left with my bottom half revealed on the bed, i use one finger to trace my clit in circles. i squirm on the bed, restraining my moans. after a few minutes i plunge two fingers into my hole, pumping in and out.

my mind subconsciously flicks to matt, his tattoos, which crawl up his arms, his hair, his hands, i wonder what they would look like around my neck-

the door opens, my eyes bulge open, me and matt make direct eye contact, i instantly yank up my shorts,

"get out please!" i say, my voice shaking, as i sit up quickly

"oh fuck im so sorry!" he yells slamming the door shut, his face pale.

i fall back on the bed, covering my face with a long groan.

embarrasment.

is the only thing i feel, my heart pounds as i bring my knees to my chest.

after 10 minutes, i hear a quiet knock on the door, i sit up off the bed, walking towards the door and opening it.

im met with matts guilty face, his cheeks are flushed, a few strands of hair stuck to his forehead.

he opens his mouth, nothing comes out execpt for a small noise. he clears his throat "sorry."

"i uh, sorry um, i really shouldve knocked." he says fidgeting with his hand. i stay silent, my cheeks cherry red. "i swear i didn't see much." he assures, i look up at him, raising an eyebrow in a 'really?' way. he stares at me "maybe thats a lie, but i swear ill blank it out of my mind!" he says, his voice frantic.

"its fine matt, i shouldve locked the door okay? lets go watch a movie in your room." i say, giving matt a warm smile. he nods, walking towards his room.

i follow close behind him as he jumps into bed, laying an arms out, i jump in beside him, cuddling close into his side.

my heart beats again, when im nervous words just come out.

"i was thinking about you when i was touching myself." i blurt out, slamming a hand over my mouth. the room goes silent. im frozen in shock.

"what?" he says in confusion.

"not true." i mumble out. my hand glued to my mouth.

matt tenses up under me. "y/n.. you have to tell me right now what your were thinking about.." he says, calmer than expected/

i stay silent.

"y/n." hes cut off by my voice.

"you it was you, i don't know!" i say, my voice trembling from embarrassment.

"what about me?" matt teases, rubbing my shoulder comfortingly

"tattoos, hair, hands" my mouth is moving faster than my brain.

"is that so now?" he says, looking down at me.

i nod quickly, matt sits up on his knees before hovering over me. i look up at him, my eyes submissive.

he smashes his lips into mine, holding the back of my head. "matt" i whine into his mouth. "i know, i know." he says, pulling my shorts down. "can i?" he says, toying with the waistband of my panties.

"please." i beg, lifing my hips up to help him. he leans down and whispers into my hair.

"whats gonna happen is you're gonna ride me, and you arent going to make a single noise, nick and chris are right next door."

i nod, flipping us over, straddling his thighs with my bare lower half.

he pulls down his sweatpants, his large erection springing out. "you ready?" he says, tearing open a condom with his teeth and rolling it on him. "i really like you.." i whisper, hovering above his tip. "you need help sweatheart?" matt speaks, holding my ass.

i didn't, i just wanted to feel his hands on me.

"yes,- yeah please.."

he lowers me down onto him, halfway down. suddenly he drops me, my ass colliding with his thighs, i let out a gasp as he smiles, he lifts me back up to his tip, before dropping me again.

i let out a shaky moan, matt holds a hand over my mouth. "can't stay quiet can you baby?" he teases, lifting me up and down.

i squeeze my eyes shut, pushing myself up and down with my hands on his collar bones. i let out muffled whimpers, his hand clamped onto my lips.

"so good princess." he praises, lifting me up and down faster.

"you're clenching, gonna cum for me?"

i nod frantically,

"go on." he says, i instantly comply, orgasming on his length.

he groans before pulling out of me, his cum spilling into his condom. i instantly collapse on his chest. matt whispers praises in my ear.

i place a long kiss on his neck.

"pretty glad i didn't lock the door." i say in between breaths

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had a shitty day today so i wrote matt smut LMAO

[samandcolbyownme]

Summary: Anon request on tumblr - "This is probably a weird request but I think Jake has really attractive hands even with the cig fingers. Just imagine you guys are hanging out and you get distracted by his hands his fingers what they do to you Jake notices and is a cocky little shit teasing you and stuff. Then smut where he finger fucks you."

Warnings: SMUT18+, strong language, mentions of cigarettes and smoking, mentions of alcohol and drinking, reader smoking and drinking, friends to lovers, teasing, fingering, choking, hair pulling, oral (f rec), unprotected sex, general filth

Word count: 5.8k | not edited

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"Well look who finally made it." Colby says leaning back into the couch, "Thought you weren't coming."

Your eyes move to Jake and you fight a smile until he looks at you. You smile at him and he smiles back, nodding as he turns his attention back to Colby, "Yeah, well we would have been here sooner if someone.. not gonna say any names.." he nods his head towards Johnnie, "Didn't have to smother his face in black eyeshadow to come here."

Johnnie looks at Jake and sighs, "I'm sorry.. if this is how I feel comfortable. You don't have to be so mean."

Jake laughs and turns to Johnnie, "Sorry sweetie. My apologies." He shakes his head and looks around at everyone, "Hello, hey."

"Hey." You smile and hold your hand up, dropping it back down to bring your solo cup to your lips. Everyone greets them and they go and grab a drink, coming back to join the group.

"So. What are we doing?" Jake sits down on the floor next to the couch, which just so happens to be right next to you.

You've always had a thing for Jake. You didn't think it was noticeable until you seen Kat smirking at you from across the small coffee table.

You tilt your head and she subtly nods to Jake and you roll your eyes, finishing your drink, "Excuse me." You stand up, "Sorry, Jake."

"No worries." He smiles up at you and you make your way to the kitchen, Kat, not shockingly enough right behind you, "Girl."

"Don't." You laugh as you pour yourself another drink. She walks up, turning around to rest her lower back against the counter, eyes on you, "You should tell him."

"Tell who what?" You cap the bottle and look over at her, "There's nothing to tell to anyone." You pour some soda to mix your liquor.

"I know you like Jake, and don't tell me you don't because I see the way you look at him. Even Sam sees it."

Your head snaps to her, "He didn't say anything to Jake did he? I don't want it to be awkward." She shakes her head, "Not that I know of."

You take a sip of your drink, nodding as you swallow, "Good. Okay. Good." You nod towards the kitchen door, "Let's go."

You make your way back into the living room where everyone is chatting and laughing. Jake looks up at you, getting ready to move but you hold your hand out, "You're fine, Jake."

"Thanks. I have been feeling myself a lot lately." He chuckles and you scoff, "I didn't.. no.. okay." You don't argue, knowing you wouldn't win.

He smiles and brings his cup to his lips and your eyes trail down to his hand wrapped around his cup. You've always had a thing for hands, but as weird as it may be, Jake's hands, in particular, are one of your favorite sets of hands.

This isn't the first time his hands have caught - and kept, your attention.

And this isn't the first time that Jake noticed either.

He licks his lips, smirking to himself as he brings his arm up to rest on the end of the couch.

His hand dangling right above your thigh.

You chew on the inside of your lip, trying not to give it away that you're secretly wanting his hand resting on your thigh, or as a necklace but same difference, right?

You bring your cup to your lips, teeth clinging to the plastic rim as you desperately want someone to talk to you, mainly so your attention can be hooked on something else because with the few drinks you've already had, you're feeling .. a little enticed, to say the least.

"No, guys wait." Colby laughs and holds his hand up, "Jake." He points and Jake looks at him, "Colby."

Colby looks at Sam and back to him, "Do you remember the night at the Baltimore Hotel?"

Jake thinks for a moment and his eyes go wide, "No." he laughs slightly and lifts his hand up before letting it drop back down, fingers grazing your thigh, "Don't even bring that up."

Sam snaps and nods, "Oh shit. Yeah. That was fucking crazy dude."

Your eyes move to his hand, watching as he wiggles his fingers as he talks, "That was.." he blows air and shakes his head laughing, "I don't even.. want to open that can of worms again, bro."

"No that was just me trying to call him back home." Johnnie jokes and Jake points, "Well go with that." He laughs and you look at Kat confused. She gasps, "Oh that's right. Y/n wasn't around for that yet."

You laugh slightly, "Yeah, but if Jake doesn't want to-"

Jake cuts you off and bats the air with his hand, "Nah, tell her." He brings his drink up to his lips and you try so hard to listen as Colby explains.

But the way Jake rubs his fingers together and picks at the chipped nail polish on his nails makes it extremely hard.

"So.. we were doing this ritual thing with candles and it was me, Sam, Jake, and Corey. We all held hands and I believe it was Sam.." Colby points to Sam and he nods, "Yeah, I said something about.. oh fuck. What did I say?"

Sam thinks for a moment and Jake shrugs with a laugh, "Don't look at me, my ass was possessed."

"Be honest though, who wouldn't wanna possess that fine piece of ass." Johnnie comments and you tilt your head as you laugh with everyone else.

"You're the only one allowed to do that to me, big boy." Jake winks and purses his lips to Johnnie and you shake your head, bringing your cup up to hide your smile.

Jake's fingers brush against your leg again as he moves closer to the couch. You glance over at him with just your eyes and he does the same, giving you a smirk.

And in that moment, you knew what he was doing.

"So now that these two are done flirting.." you laugh slightly and look at Sam, "What were you saying?" You lick your lips, crossing your leg over the other which leaves your calf inches from Jake's fingers.

"Yeah, okay so.." Sam sits up slightly, "So from watching the video back, I said something about any of the spirits using our energy to give us a sign that they were with us.."

As Sam continues talking, you try your hardest to stay focused as Jake rubs his pointer finger up and down your nylon covered leg.

You swallow, trying to keep your excitement at bay as you nod along to Sam's story, "That's actually crazy."

"As soon as Jake snapped his head up, the candles that we had in front of us like all went out." Colby waves his hands in front of him and shakes his head, "That was a night that I know I won't forget."

Jake laughs, "That's a night that I try to forget."

"Well.." your eyes move from his hand, that's still tracing circling on your leg, to his face, "At least you're still alive."

"How much of that statement is really true though?" Johnnie shrugs as you look at him, "The Jake I know is dead inside."

Jake sighs dramatically, "Do you have to know me that well?"

"Yeah it's kinda my job, jerk." Johnnie shoots back and everyone laughs, "You guys are ridiculous." Kat laughs and sighs as she stands up, "I need a drink."

"Can you get me one, too, please?" Sam smiles at her as he holds out his cup. She grabs it with a smile, "I guess I can."

"I need one too." You go to get up but Jake puts his hand on your leg, "I'll get it" He stands up and reaches for your cup.

You place it into his hand, "Thank you."

He smiles, "Yep." He walks into the kitchen and Colby sighs, "Does anyone want to get me a drink?" You purse your lips together and Sam reaches over to pat his leg, "You're a big boy. You can do it."

Colby groans, "Why does no one love me."

"We love you, Colby. I just don't feel like getting up." Sam lays his head back and you raise your brows, "You alright there, Golbach?"

He gives you a thumbs up, "uh huh." You laugh and look at Johnnie, "So.. are you and Jake coming to my party next Saturday?"

He tilts his head, "You mean is Jake coming?"

You're caught off guard, questioning yourself, is it really that obvious?

"Well..yeah, but you too. That's why I said.. are you and Jake coming?" You laugh slightly and he smirks, "Jake can't stop yappin' about it. So I have no choice but to be there."

You roll your eyes playfully, internally smiling big, "mhm."

Jake and Colby come out laughing, followed by Kat who walks over to Sam. Jake comes over, this time sitting between you and Johnnie and he hands you your cup, "There ya be."

"Thank you, thank you." You take it, your fingers brushing against his and you can already feel the heat rising in your cheeks.

He rests his free hand on his thigh, making sure it's in perfect view for you to silently gawk at. You take a big sip of your drink and uncross your legs.

As the conversation pursues, Jake hand slowly migrates closer to your thigh. Every so often, his thumb will rub against your leg, making you stumble over your words, but you just blame it on the alcohol settling in.

You chew on your lip as your thoughts roam freely in your mind. His hands feeling every possible inch on your body.

How his fingers would feel dragging across your skin and even dipping inside of you.

Your eyes gaze his hand and up his arm and over to his other hand that's gripping his cup, completely forgetting that you're in a room filled with other people.

They're drunk so what's it matter.

"I need a cigarette." Jake says snapping you out of your lustful stare, "anyone else?" He looks around and sighs, "Fine. I'll go have one with all my other friends."

He squeezes your knee as he stands up, looking down at you as he moves in front of you. You glance up at him, smirking as you know you'll go ask him for a cigarette once he's already out having his.

You look from him as he leaves the room, to Kat who has a smirk on her face already staring at you. You nod subtly, indicating you want her to come with you.

She gets up and you walk to the kitchen, "This is probably weird but.." you turn to look at her and sigh, "Do you ever just look at someone's hands and think.. yes?"

She nods, "Oh yeah. I think that way about Sam's hands. He has some nice ones on him. So no. Not weird at all."

"Good because I cannot-"

She cuts you off, "Stop looking at Jake's hands. I know. I've been watching you and him and I'm telling you right now, you should just go for it."

You bite your lip as you set your cup down, "I think I will."

"Tell me everything." You grabs your arm and you nod, "Of course." You smile and look out the back sliding glass door, looking at Jake who's sitting in the patio chair.

You make your way over, gripping the handle and taking a deep breath before pulling it open, "Got room for one more?"

Jake looks back at you and smiles, "I don't know, table is pretty full as is." He ashes his cigarette and nods, "I can make room for you."

You walk over, sitting in the chair next to him, "Mind if I have one?" He looks at you kinda shocked, "Really?"

You nod, "I know it's such a bad habit." You smirk, laughing slightly, "I like to have a cigarette or two when I'm drinking."

"You're full of surprises, aren't you?" Jake hands you an unlit cigarette and you shrug, "I guess so." You look up at him as you place the stick between your lips.

He leans forward, extending his arm out and flicks the lighter on. He watches as you inhale, leaning back as you blow out the smoke, "Thank you."

He smirks, "Anytime." He crosses one leg over the other and his hand lays on his shin, "So.."

You look up at him, "So.." you watch at he brings his hand up, setting the cigarette between his lips. You know he knows you like them, why else would he be cocky and use them to flirt with you.

"What if I were to.. I don't know.. say that I know something isn't a surprise about you?" He rests his hand on the table after flicking off the ash.

Your eyes move from his hand to his eyes, "Oh yeah? What would that be exactly?"

He smirks as he silently counts his fingers on his free hand, "let's say.. five. Ten if you count the other hand." He winks and you poke your tongue out to the corner of your mouth as you smirk and nod, "You're going to call me out like that, huh?"

"Call you out on.. what exactly?" He takes a drag and tilts his head, "I don't wanna say it."

"Oh you want me to?" You use your thumb and point to yourself and he nods, "You don't have to.. but it would be nice if you did.."

"Why?" You slowly tilt your head, taking a drag of your cigarette and he scoffs, "Now, wait.. you ca- no. That's not fair." He laughs and shakes his head.

You smile and bite your lip, "Your hands are very alluring to me."

He looks at you and leans in, "What's alluring mean?"

You laugh slightly and leaning in as your eyes stay on his hands, "I like your hands, Jake. They're very.. sexy to me." You glance up at him and he smiles, "I know, I do have some pretty sexy looking hands."

You laugh and lean back, "So you know." You take the last drag of your cigarette before putting it out and he watching you, nodding, "oh yeah."

He taps the table, "So.. are my hands the main attraction or does everything else get to come with it?"

"I mean, I guess everything can come with." You tease and he pretends to wipe sweat from his forehead, "Phew. I was afraid I was going to have to am-pit-uate.. ampli-tate.." he sighs, "Take my hands off or something." He laughs at himself, "Whatever that term is."

"Amputate?" You raise your brows and laugh, "oh, Jake."

"Hey.. Don't make fun of me." He points and you bite your lip to hide your smile and he shakes his head, "And stop doing that too."

"Doing what?" You ask innocently as you slowly pull your bottom lip between your teeth again. He smirks and looks away while shaking his head slightly, "Alright. Two can play at this game."

He gently slaps the table and stands up. You stand up after and go to walk around him but his hand gently grabs your neck and he moves your body back in front of his, "So does this mean one of us is going home with the other?"

You look up at him, trying not to focus on how wet his hand on your neck is making you, "Considering all of the inappropriate thoughts I'm having.." you smirk, "..it would be concerning if that didn't happen."

He smiles as his eyes move from your eyes to your lips and back. Just as he goes to lean in, the sliding door opens and his hand drops from your neck.

"Totally not sorry for the interruption. I was told to retrieve the, as Kat said, handsy lovebirds, emphasis on the hands." Johnnie sighs, "..and before anyone tries to explain, I do not wish to know."

You try not to laugh as Jake fights back his laughter as he sighs, "Can't you ever just not be everywhere I am."

"I try. But you have this leash on me a little too tight, master." Johnnie chuckles and shakes his head, "I'm leaving now."

Jake shakes his head and laughs slightly as he looks back down at you, "Now before we get rudely interrupted again." He places his hand back on your neck, squeezing gently as he leans down to press his lips to yours.

You lay your hand on his, smiling within the kiss as you're ready to hightail it back to your place as fast as possible.

"We better get back inside before they send the Emo Pomeranian back out to yip at us." Jake laughs at his own joke and you shake your head, "Emo Pomeranian. I can't with you two."

He lays his arm over your shoulder as he walks you to the door, "Don't tell him I said that."

"Secrets safe with me." You laugh as he opens the door and Jake starts laughing at his joke once he sees Johnnie, "Dude.. I just called you an Emo Pomeranian."

"What.. the fuck." Johnnie shakes his head and looks down, "I can't say I'm surprised."

You look at Jake, "You just told me not to tell him." You laugh and Jake shrugs, "I'm sorry. I looked at him and he had to know that that's what he looks like."

Everyone else laughs and you shake your head as you sit down, Jake sitting next to you, "I'm sorry, Johnnie. Do you want to kiss and make up?"

"Actually.." Johnnie closes his eyes and leans in and Jake breaks and starts laughing, "I'm sorry. I can't. I love you, but I'm not drunk enough for that."

"You weren't drunk enough for last night." Johnnie gives Jake a side eye and Jake sighs, "Dude I thought we weren't going to talk about that."

Jake lays his hand on your thigh, sliding it up and down as he laughs and carries on with Johnnie. You knew he didn't have to have his hand there.

He wanted it there.

Every so often it would move up higher and you'd just wish you were alone with him already.

You rest your hands in your lap, close to his, and he extends his pinky out, slipping it under yours as he talks with your friends.

Your eyes stay locked on his hands, taking in all the detail of them. From his veins, to the creases over his knuckles.

The longer you looked, the more you needed them on other places of your body.

"Alright.. I'm going home." Jake looks over at you, "Do you need a ride?"

Before you can answer, Kat buts in, "Yes she does."

Jake's mouth drops and he looks at you shocked, "Wow. How did you say that without moving your lips? " he tries not to laugh but fails and you laugh, glaring at Kat but smiling at her as you nod, "Yeah, I'll get my car tomorrow."

You stand up, "Do you need help cleaning up?"

Kat shakes her head, "Nope. I'm good. Not much of a mess anyway." You nod, giving her an excited look as you put your coat on.

"Jonnie. Are you coming, too?" Jake points to him and he nods, standing up, "Catch you all later." He salutes the others and walks to the door.

"Thanks for the little get together." You smile and wave to Kat, laughing as Sam starts to snore quietly, "You guys better draw something on his face."

"Already on it." Colby laughs and you shake your head, "See you."

"Have fun." Kat smiles and you roll your eyes, knowing that you most definitely will have fun. You walk out to the car and go to get in the back but Jake snaps, "No, no. Y/n can sit upfront."

Johnnie stares at Jake, "But.. I'm always passenger princess."

Jake tilts his head, "Yeah... well.. not when we have an actual female with, okay."

Johnnie sighs, mocking Jake as he goes to get in the back. You try not to laugh as you get in and buckle up, looking over at Jake as he gets in.

"So are you guys like.. a thing now.. or what is this?" Johnnie asks from the back and you look over at Jake, "Um.."

Jake smirks and tilts his head, "No, she just has a thing for my hands so I'll have to cut them off and give them to her."

You laugh quietly as Johnnie sits there in silence for a moment, "That's.. disturbingly morbid.."

Jake pretends to act mad, "There will be absolutely no kink shaming in this car.. or you can walk home." He fights back laughter as he looks over at you and Johnnie sighs, "I wasn't ki- I mean, whatever you're into, that's your business."

You shake your head, "Oh my god."

Jake laughs and speaking of his hands, your eyes move to his that's hanging off the center console next to yours.

You don't really pay any attention to their banter as you lift your pinky and gently scratch his. He smirks as he glances down, seeing what you're doing.

He moves his hand over, interlocking his pinky over yours. The subtle touch is what gets you most. It's cute, innocent, but you know as soon as you two finally get alone, it won't be as innocent.

"Okay. This is your stop." Jake parks the car and looks back to Johnnie, "That'll be twenty bucks."

Johnnie stares at him, "twenty bucks for what? A fucking ten minute car ride. I'm filing a complaint."

"Do you want to speak to the manager? Hold on." Jake spins around and turns back, "Manager Webber here, how can I help you?"

"I'm not doing this." Johnnie laughs and slides over to get out, "Please keep him."

You laugh, "We'll see how my free trial goes. I'm sure you can have him on weekends."

Jake laughs and rests his head on the headrest, "He'll just have to listen to me scream about wanting to go to mommy's house." You close your eyes and sigh, "Oh my god."

"As I said, keep him. Please." Johnnie shuts the door and Jake waits for him to go inside before driving off.

He moves his hand, slipping it under yours and gently squeezing, "So have my.." he laughs slightly, "..hands.. always been a turn on for you?"

"Oh we're getting right into it, wow okay." You laugh nervously and bite your lip, "I mean.. kind of. Yeah, I guess."

He smirks and nods, "Interesting."

"But I mean, it's not just your hands either.. you know." You add quickly after and he looks over at you and smiles, "It's the hair isn't it?" He shakes his head, reaching up to brush his hand that's not holding your hand through it.

"Oh yeah. Totally the hair, too." You laugh and rest your head back as you look at him, "I've had a crush on you for a while now."

"That's actually kind of crazy.. and I'll tell you why." Jake smiles and you tilt your head, "I'm dying to know."

He chuckles and raises your hands that are held together, "Now don't freak out or anything.. but I've also.." he glances over at you, "Had a crush on you."

You gasp, pretending to be shocked and he sighs, "Damn it. I said not to act shocked." He laughs and you cover your mouth, "Oh, sorry. Sorry."

He pulls into your driveway and parks the car, "Its alright, I'll let it slide." He unbuckles and quickly points, "But just this time."

You hold your hand up, "Got it. Thank you." You reach over to unbuckle your belt and turn slightly to face him. He brings his other hand up, playing with your fingers as he stares down at them.

You bite your lip, eyes scanning over your hand being caressed in his.

You watch as his hand moves up and you look up at his as he lays it on your cheek. He pulls you into him, connecting his lips to yours.

You lay your hand on his neck, tilting your head as the kiss grown into a slow make out, "Can we g-"

"Yes." He kisses you for a short moment and leans back, nodding, "Yes."

You laugh slightly as you get out and walk up the steps to your door. You reach into your coat pocket, pulling out your keys so you can unlock the door.

You push it open, walking in as Jake follows behind you, "Do you need a drink or anything?" You shrug off your coat, "I haven't gone shopping yet. I didn't expect guests over so there isn't much here right now."

"Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you that in the grocery police so since your cupboards aren't stocked.." he walks over to you, gently pushing you against the wall, "I'm going to have to arrest you.. or something."

He laughs and you shake your head, "You can do whatever you want to me."

His eyebrow twitches and you can tell that that sent excitement through him, "Well.. alright then." He bends down, sliding his hands down to your thighs and lifts you up.

He keeps your back pressed against the wall as he kisses down your neck, "Where's your room again?" You smile, "Upstairs, second door on the right. You should know this by now, Jake."

He leans back, rolling his eyes playfully, "Don't worry.. I'll get it." He smirks and leans in to kiss you, gently setting you down as he slides his hand into yours, "Come on."

You pulls you towards the steps, staring up at him as you follow behind. You walk into your room and pulls you in front of him, "Tell me where you want my hands."

You bite your lip, "I want.." you grab his hand and slowly place it on your neck, "Your hands.." you grab his other one and slip it under your shirt, "Here.."

He licks his lips, tilting his head as he backs you up towards the bed. You sit down and he pulls your shirt up over your head, "Cute bra."

You smirk and reach behind you to unclip it, "Thanks." Your eyes fixate on his hand sliding up your arm to pull the strap down. He drags both straps down, pulling your bra off of your body completely.

"Move up to the wall." He motions for you to move up to the top of the bed. You crawl up, turning around to lay on your back.

He slips his shirt off, walking around to the other side of the bed, "Rest your back against it, I want you to watch."

Your heart skips a beat as you nod, complying to his request. He sits in front of you on his knees, grabbing your skirt and pulling it down, along with your nylon stockings and panties, leaving you naked for him.

"Beyond beautiful." His eyes scan up your body and he moves to sit next to you. He turns so he's on his side, "Watch my hand, baby."

Your lip is tucked snug between your teeth as your eyes watch his hand slide down your body. Your breathing quickens as his fingers grow closer to your clit.

Your mouth drops open as his fingers graze over your pussy, a quiet moan escaping as he dips his fingers in quick before sliding them up to apply pressure to your clit.

He slips his arm behind your head, angling it down to slowly knead your boob, "Is this alright?" You nod quickly, turning your head to kiss him, "yes.. yes."

He smirks within the kiss, using his head to push yours back so you can watch his hand. You look down your body, one leg over his legs and the other bent up and held out of the way by your hand.

Jake's fingers circle your clit, "You're going to feel so good, I know it."

You whimper at his words. Your hips buck at the pleasure radiating from the tips of his fingers.

"You can moan, baby. It's just us." His nose rubs against your cheek as he slips his fingers down, slipping two into you, "God, you're so wet."

You moan and tilt your head back, "Fuck."

"Mm. Eyes on my hand." He leans his head back and makes sure you go back to watching before he starts to slowly push and pull his fingers in and out of you.

He speeds up his thrust, groaning at the sound of your wetness squelching as his fingers go back in, "I bet you taste so good, too."

You smirk, brows furrowing as you moan, "Only one way to find out." He chuckles and nods, "You're right." His other hand thats on your boob, lifts up slightly so he can pinch your nipples between his fingers.

Your back arches and you want to throw your head back but you manage to keep your eyes glued to his fingers going in and out of you, "Fuck, fuck, Jake.."

"You gonna cum?" He whispers and nods, "Please do."

Your fingers dig into the skin of your thigh as you bring your other arm up to wrap around and tangle into his hair, pulling as you squeeze his fingers.

"You're so close aren't you?" Jake nips your ear and you nod, "Yes.. yes..”

He moves his head down and kisses up your neck. You tilt your head over to give him more room to suck a hickey onto your skin and that’s enough.

You let out a loud moan, tilting your head back as you tug on his hair, earning a deeper groan from him, “Fuck.” He pulls his fingers out and brings them up to your lips.

You look over at him as you part them, taking his fingers in and sucking. Jake’s eyes bounce from your lips to your eyes, “That’s so fucking hot.”

You smirk as he pulls his fingers back, leaning in to kiss you roughly. He moves his body over yours and kisses down your neck, over your chest and torso, finally reaching your hips.

He glances up at you before moving down and leaning in. You gasp, moaning loudly as his tongue moves between your folds and slips inside.

He groans against you, his hands squeezing your thighs as he pushes his head closer to you. You lay a hand on his head, arching your back as you tangle your hands in his hair, “S-shit.. Jake.”

You look down at him and watch as he devours you. Turning and tilting his head to get as much of you as he can.

The way he moans lowly against you is so hot, you never really wanted this to end.

Your eyes roll back as your body jerks slightly, “Fuck, baby..” you gasp, “Rig- y-yes!” You dig the heels of your feet into his back, moaning as he brings you through the high of your orgasm.

You stare down at him, panting as you watch him sit up and look at you with a smirk, “ten out of ten, will be doing that again.” He smirks and you laugh slightly as he moves up to put his lips back onto yours.

Your fingers drag down his torso to the band of his pants. He gasps against your lips as you slip your hand in and wrap it around his cock, “Need you.” You breathe out as you stroke him a few times.

A low moan leaves his lips and he nods, leaning up to push his pants down before moving to lay on his back. You instantly move to straddle him, biting your lip as you reach down to hold his cock as you glide down onto it.

Your hands move to press onto his chest, moaning as you sink fully down onto him. His jaw falls slack as his hands grip your hips tight, “You feel fucking perfect.”

Your brows furrow and you moan as you slowly start rocking your hips. Jake’s hands guide you back and forth, squeezing tight as he watches your face scrunch with pleasure.

You slide your hand up to grab one of his hands, guiding it up your body until you reach your neck. He wraps his fingers around your throat, squeezing slowly.

You lean forward, one hand by his head to hold yourself up as you start bouncing, the sound of skin on skin and moans mixing fills the room.

“Just like that, baby.” Jake groans, “Fuck, just like that.”

You moan, moving your hips all the way as you squeeze his cock, “S-shit.” You rock your hips, grinding down on him as you work yourself up to orgasm.

He lets go of your neck, wrapping an arm around your waist as he sits up, “You’re so close, babe.” He leaves open mouth kisses all over your neck as you grind your hips on him, “Yes, yes, yes.”

He slides a hand up your back, tangling his fingers in your hair. Pulling your head back so he can leave a few more purple marks on your neck, “You’re so fucking hot.”

He pulls you into him with his arm that’s around your waist, indicating that he doesn’t want you to stop, “Keep going..”

You wrap an arm around his neck, digging your nails into his skin as you continue to grind on his cock, “Jake.” You whimper out, “I-I-“

He rolls over, laying you on your back and he picks up where you stopped. He thrust his cock into you, his arm holding up his weight as he pins your leg up over his other arm.

His lips connect with yours and you swallow each other’s moans. Your nails drag up his back as you cum, chest pressing against his as you cling to him.

“Fuck, fuck.” He groans and pulls out, stroking his cock with his hand until you feel his cum land on your pelvis.

You lay there, breathing heavy as you watch him fully finish. He looks at you with a smile and he leans down to gently kiss you. He lay next to you and turns his head, “That was fun.”

You smirk and look over at him, “Ten out of ten. Will do again.”

He laughs and shakes his head, “That’s a good one. I wonder who you stole that from.”

You smile and shrug, “Some cute guy said it to me earlier.”

“Oh I see.” He smiles, chuckling as he gets up to go get a towel. He comes back in and walks over to wipe you off, “Does this cute guy get to.. I don’t know.. stay the night with you?”

You sit up and tilt your head, “That depends..”

“On?” He sits down, looking over at you and you lean forward to kiss him, “If he promises me not to sleep right away.” You lean back with a smirk and he sighs with a slight smirk, “I supposed I can make that sacrifice.”

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Heyy love, congrats on 12K!! 🩰 could you please do no. 15 from prompt list 2 for Lando, fluff definitely but it later leads to smut? idk i love your writing, write whatever you feel best :)

thank you, love! i've been waiting for someone to submit #15 i'm so excited! i hope you like it <3

prompt #15: fake dating, but having to kiss in front of the family!! "do you trust me?" "i do, [name]" followed by THE KISS

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"lando, that's the stupidest thing i've ever heard." you replied to the man sitting on your couch. the man who had texted you and asked if he could come over to ask you something, and now you were wishing you had told him no.

"please," he begged, "it's just for the weekend and i can't show up by myself, i'll look so lame."

"i mean, you're asking me to be your fake girlfriend for you, but what's in it for me?" you asked, arms crossing over your chest.

he hummed, thinking of something, "free paddock passes for a year?"

you raised your eyebrows, "really?"

"if you agree, then yes."

"alright, fine," you sighed, being caught off by him jumping up from the sofa and wrapping his arms around you in tight, appreciative hug, "you're so lucky i'm a good friend."

and that's how you found yourself here, standing in the middle of the reception venue, his arm linked with yours as he introduced you to his hometown friends.

the dj's voice sounded over the outro of the song he had been playing, the tune changing to a slower song, "the bride and groom would like to invite all the couples to the dance floor for a dance."

lando leaned down to your ear, the arm that was linked with yours now moving to place his hand on the small of your back, leading you to the dance floor, "c'mon,"

you smiled at the friends of his you had met, bidding them a wave as you let him lead you to the middle of the floor. his hand found your waist, yours wrapping around his neck, hands conjoined at the side as your bodies slowly moved to the song.

"your friends are nice," you smiled, "not sure why they hang around you, though."

he chuckled, "ha ha, very funny."

you laughed softly, watching his eyes dance around your face. yours did the same, giggling softly when he lifted his hand towards the ceiling, spinning you in place.

"have i told you how beautiful you look tonight?" he asked, a smile still on his lips.

"about four times," you chuckled, "but i'm not opposed to hearing it again."

"well, it's true," he said, "you look stunning."

you smiled, eyes meeting his green ones that you couldn't help but notice had an extra sparkle in them, "you look good too, lan."

he was still smiling, but he looked out at the crowd around them. seeing the different couples you were surrounded with share smiles and quick kisses. his heart dropped, in order to really sell this, he'd have to kiss you.

you saw the expression on his face change, your eyebrows furrowing, "what's wrong?"

he licked his lips, meeting your concerned eyes before taking a deep breath, "i think we have to kiss."

your eyes widened, "sorry, what?"

"all the other couples are kissing," he said, "i mean, we don't have to if it'll make you uncomfortable, but i think it'd look weird if we were the only couple who didn't."

you took a deep breath, nodding, "okay,"

"hey," he said softly, lowering his head to meet your eyes, "do you trust me?"

you nodded, "i do, lando."

"good." he said, moving the hand that was placed on your waist up to your cheek, cupping it in his palm. he leaned in, the smell of his cologne taking over your senses as his lips met yours. you kissed him back, your lips moving in sync.

he pulled away, lips swollen as your forehead rested against his. he smiled, "see? perfect."

you chuckled softly before he spoke again, "can we do that again?"

you laughed a little louder, leaning back in towards his lips nonetheless, “right now?"

"right now." he nodded, leaning down and kissing you again.

[ja3hwa]

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【Synopsis】 : You started to think you were losing your mind. Where on earth is your underwear disappearing to? Your roommate wouldn't happen to know, right?

『Word count』 : 750

-> Genre: Smut. Roommate au.

Pairing: Bestfriend!Wooyoung x AFab!Reader

[Warnings] : Masturbation. Pantie fucking. Swearing. Pet names. Kisses. Light banter. Flirting.

Note: I'M BACCKKKKKKK!!! DID YALL MISS ME HEHE.

My darling @shinestarhwaa , the minute i saw your request, i was up all night thinking about it. I would have made this longer, but Idk why i didn't, honestly, haha. I hope you like it hehe.

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This was the fifth pair in weeks that had gone missing. At first, you thought you might have been forgetting them at the laundromat in the basement of your apartment. But when you couldn’t find them there you started to believe only one thing. Standing in your silky robe with your hands on your hips, you head down the hall from the bathroom, going past your room towards your roommate. If anyone knew what might have happened it’ll be him. 

But little did you know, Wooyoung, your precious roommate was the one stealing them. It didn’t start like this at first. One time he did his laundry with your stuff and one of your pretty pink pairs of lacy panties got mixed up with his stuff. Tucked perfectly in his jeans. Out of sight. When he was putting his clothes away, he couldn’t help it, you were napping and he didn’t want to sneak into your room, fearing he’d wake you. 

So he did the natural thing. He was going to leave them on his counter and wait until you woke up. He was going to leave them on his counter…. He was going to wait. Wait for you to wake… How on earth can your panties be so soft? Are they silk? So warm, and they smell like your floral detergent. God, they're perfect. “Fuck…”

He was ashamed at first, rushing to pull his sweats down, awkwardly wrapping the garment around his aching cock. He had never came so hard in his life before feeling the sweet material around himself. It was messy, filthy. Sinful. He couldn’t help himself, as the days turned into weeks and one pair turned into five. He hid them under his bed, of course, not knowing what to do with the cum filled cloth. He couldn’t just put them in a wash, cause you do the washing nine out of ten. And he couldn’t possibly say all of these panties just happened to end up in his load. He was in too deep. So hiding them became the best option.

Then a knock at the door alerted him. He was right in the middle of pleasuring himself with your panties when you walked in and man the look on your face turned him pale. Pure shock was best to describe your features. Standing there in a bathrobe of all things, looking at him with utter disbelief. Wooyoung wanted nothing more than to hide away, and never return. Tucking his cock away in his sweats, his hand was tightly clutching the -your- panties. “I… I. uh. I can explain.”

“I was wondering where my panties went. What the fuck Youngie!?” You folded your arms across your chest, tapping your bare foot on the ground. “Do you have the rest of them??”

Wooyoung’s brain had successfully stopped working, just staring at you like a deer in headlights. In his mind, your friendship was over, but in yours, he needed to be punished. Sure it was weird but not the worst thing you’ve seen. And it probably doesn’t make it as bad since you have a huge crush on him. So right now, you wanted to play a game. Since he made you lose your mind, you wanted him to have just a taste. “Well? Why did you do it? I’ve been searching myself stupid for them.”

“Look, doll, I’m so sorry. It just happened and I couldn’t stop. I uh… god I’m a creep.” He was still seated in the middle of his bed, banging his head lightly on his headboard. You were silent for a moment, letting him sit in some guilt before you couldn’t hold back the smile. Starting to laugh. This caught Wooyoung’s attention so fast, letting him snap his neck in your direction.

“Oh lighten up Youngie.” You waltz over to him, leaning down so your face is inches away from his blushed one. “Just tell me so I don’t lose my mind over where they went.” he kissed his cheek before turning away and heading for the door.

Wooyoung didn’t move though, no, he sat with bulbous eyes watching you with a stopped heart. You gave him one more smile before saying. “Oh and next time you want to fuck your cock with something of mine. maybe try my pussy.”

And with that you left with a beaming smile, closing the door to leave Wooyoung with his short-circuited mind and aching hard cock.

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running

part seven of the CRUSH series

bsf! matt sturniolo x reader

warnings: angst, cursing, mentions of sex

a/n -> read the previous part for context !!

ever since the day he apologized, matt had been acting weird. there was a very obvious tension between us, but neither of us said anything about it. his brothers on the other hand, were quick to point it out.

“ok, what’s up with you two? did you fuck again, or something?” chris asked, earning a quick hit and an incredulous look from nick. matt just rolled his eyes, answering with a brief “no”, before turning in the direction he came from.

he was distant and quicker to anger than he usually was. it seemed like the smallest things set him off, he was just so mad. his recent attitude has made me quite distant myself because being around him wasn’t very enjoyable.

he had his moments where he seemed like his usual self, but for the most part, he was miserable. of course i was aware that this was partially my fault, as right after our conversation about the night we slept together his entire demeanor changed.

i felt terrible, and i wanted nothing more than to help him feel better. but i tried to figure out what was wrong, and he just pushed me away. i wanted to be there for him, but he was a grown man at the end of the day. if i did or said something to upset him, he needed to communicate what that was.

so for the past week, we didn’t hang out unless it was with his brothers. we barely spoke two words to each other, and he couldn’t even look at me on the rare occasion that we did. i tried not to let it get to me, but he was supposed to be my best friend. now he couldn’t even be around me ?

MATT’S POV

just when i think i can’t possibly make things worse than they already are, i prove myself wrong. i somehow managed to completely drive y/n away, and now i couldn’t even look at her.

every time i saw her, i felt the shame and guilt eat away at me. i’ve treated her terribly for the past week, and now she couldn’t stand being around me.

at first i just wanted a little bit of distance, because i knew that the second i felt her soft fingers on my face or watched her plump lips pull into a smile, i would be gone. she’s constantly running through my thoughts, and i have no way of stopping it.

every day chris made these sly comments about how i should make a move on her before someone else did, and that pissed me off. his words constantly rang through my ears, and it made me paranoid.

every time she smiled at her phone and typed away at her screen, which was happening a lot more often recently, i got more and more annoyed. i did my best to push it down and ignore it, but it always seemed to make things worse.

whether she was talking to someone or not, she was growing more and more distant by the day. i found myself missing her when she was in the same room as me, which made me realize just how bad i let the situation get.

i decided to go over to her house to talk to her, knowing i had to clear the air. and that’s how i ended up here, standing at her doorstep anxiously, trying to gain the confidence to knock.

before i could force myself to do it, her door swung open. i must’ve looked like a deer in headlights, my eyes widened as she caught me off guard. she let out a chuckle at that, “i saw you on the doorbell camera, i thought i’d just make this easier for you”

well that’s embarrassing. “you saw that whole thing?” i asked, hoping it wasn’t true. when she nodded her head in response, i closed my eyes shaking my head slightly as i cursed myself. “it’s ok, matt. it was cute” she spoke, a small smile on her face.

i felt my face heat up while i prayed she didn’t notice the deep shade of red that my face turned at the comment. “come on” she motioned to the inside of her house, choosing not to comment on my flustered state.

READER’S POV

when i moved to the side to let matt in, i caught sight of a small paper bag in his hand while he passed me. he led the way to my room, pushing my door open and making himself comfortable on my bed.

“i was thinking we do a movie night?” he asked hopefully, emptying the bag of its contents; an array of different candies, snacks, and a drink for each of us.

whenever matt and i had a disagreement, our way of calling a truce was to have a movie night. we would take the time to talk it out and end off the night with cuddles and a movie.

“sounds perfect” i told him, grabbing the remote and moving to sit across from him. i passed him the remote when i felt my phone buzzing in my pocket. i pulled it out, opening it to see a text from the guy i’ve been talking to for the past week.

dylan 🤠

hey beautiful ;)

what are you up to ??

y/n ⭐️

abt to watch a movie with matt !!

“what movie should we watch?” matt asked, but i was barely able to register his words as i read the next text.

dylan 🤠

matt is your best friend right ?? i thought he wasn’t talking to you ??

y/n ⭐️

yeah movie nights are kinda like our way of calling a truce yk ??

dylan 🤠

ohhh i get u

y/n ⭐️

wbu ??

dylan 🤠

oh yk just texting this girl rn

a lil nervous tho ngl, she’s drop dead gorgeous

wayyyy out of my league

“hellooo? you gonna sit there and text all night or are we ever gonna talk?” matt’s annoyed voice pulled my attention away from my phone.

“hold on, i’m talking to someone right now. just give me a sec” i spoke, looking back down to my phone.

y/n ⭐️

who could you possibly be talking about 🤨

dylan 🤠

your mom :)

y/n ⭐️

that wasn’t funny

dylan 🤠

i laughed

y/n ⭐️

well that makes one of us

i watched as the three dots moved on the screen, before my phone was roughly pulled out of my hand. “what the fuck, matt ? give it back” i yelled as he moved it out of my reach.

i quickly moved over to him, climbing over his body to reach for the phone. he was quick to throw my phone onto my carpeted floor, grabbing my wrists before i could move to get it.

“who was that?” he asked, looking up at me. “none of your damn business” i answered. “considering you’re too busy looking down at your phone to talk to me, i’d say it is”

i let out a dry chuckle at that, “now you wanna talk ? that’s new. usually you just bottle up your feelings and throw a hissy fit instead of telling me what the issue is” i spoke, glaring down at him. my phone vibrated on its spot in the floor, but i ignored it.

“why are you trying to pick a fight?” he asked, eyebrows furrowed. “i’m not, this is what it looks like when you act like an adult and talk about things. i know that might be a little foreign to you” i jeered, his face dropping at the comment.

when i heard my phone vibrate again, i went to go pick it up, but was stopped as matt’s hands gripped onto my waist firmly, pulling me down onto his lap.

“look, i obviously hurt you and i’m really sorry for that-” he started, stopping as my phone continued to vibrate on the floor. “who the hell is blowing up your phone like that?” he started, starting to become annoyed again.

“it’s no one” i answered.

“who is it?” he posed his words as a question, but it sounded more like an order.

“nobody”

“why are you lying?” he asked, receiving a sigh from me. he just wasn’t gonna let it go.

“it’s just this guy i’m talking to” i answered. before i could even process what was happening, matt had flipped us over so that he was the one one top.

“what’s his name?” matt asked, his hands tightly clenching the sheets on either side of my head. my eyes trailed down to his tatted arm, watching as it flexed when he shifted his weight onto it.

“his name doesn’t matter” i answered, willing myself to look anywhere but at his lips. it was tempting, the short distance between us making it hard to focus on anything else.

“is there anything you can tell me about him?” matt asked.

“yeah. he’s not confused.” i answered without thinking, the words slipping out before i could stop them. “he’s made his feelings for me clear” i finished.

“his feelings? he’s only known you for…what, a week?” he asked, tilting his head at me. “he knows what he wants matt” i shrugged, “do you?” i asked.

the question seemed to catch him off guard, as he didn’t utter a word. instead, his eyes dropped down to my lips for a split second, jumping back to my own eyes quickly.

“don’t do that” i stopped him, “don’t look at me like you want to kiss me. we both know you don’t” i told him, turning my head away from him.

he was quick to place his hand on my cheek, moving my face so i was looking at him while he spoke. “why would you think that?” he asked, his eyes softening.

“why would you keep running away from me if you did?” i asked, trying my best not to show how hurt i actually was. i blinked back the tears i felt beginning to form, taking a deep breath.

matt picked up on my shift in mood, immediately moving to sit next to me. “fuck, i’m sorry. i’m sorry” he whispered repeatedly, pulling me into a hug. “it’s not on purpose, i swear. and it’s definitely not your fault, the last thing i ever wanted was to hurt you” i cried silently in his arms, his hands squeezing my waist tightly.

he pulled away to look at me, wiping away my tears with his thumbs. “is there something wrong with me?” i asked, needing an answer to the question i’d been asking myself constantly throughout the week. why? why was he avoiding me like the plague? what did i do to deserve this?

“of course not. this is my fault, it’s not you. i’m just confused and i have no clue what to do. i don’t know what i want, and i didn’t know how to deal with-” he stopped abruptly, like he was about to slip up and say something he didn’t want me to hear.

“i just didn’t want to hurt you while i was figuring out my shit, so i distanced myself from you. i know it was wrong, but i didn’t know what to do. and then i realized you were talking to someone and it just made me so mad, but i shouldn’t have taken it out on you”

“you’re jealous? matt, it’s not like he’s replacing you. he’s just a new friend” i pointed out. “i’m right here, i’m still your best friend. and you can always talk to me about anything. you know that, right?” i asked.

“yeah, i know. but are you sure you’re just friends? you said he has feelings for you” matt spoke, looking down as he spoke the last sentence. “is he the only one?” i asked bluntly, tired of beating around the bush.

matt’s head snapped up at the call-out, his lips turning upwards into a small smile. “i-” he was cut off by his phone ringing in his pocket. he looked like he wanted to continue, but i stopped him, “just answer it, it’s ok” i nodded to him, watching him pull it out.

“it’s chris” he sighed out, before hitting the answer button. while he spoke to chris, i heard my own phone vibrate on the ground. i glanced over to matt, who was fully engrossed in his conversation, before grabbing it off of the floor.

i opened it to several unopened texts from dylan, but the last one is what stood out to me;

dylan 🤠

hey, you home? i’m at your door ;)

what the fuck? he knew i was home, i told him that matt and i were having a movie night.

i glanced over to matt, as he hung up the phone. “he was just asking if i wanted anything from target” he informed me, putting his phone down.

he noticed my widened eyes, his face filling with concern, “what’s wrong?” he asked, walking towards me and placing a gentle hand on my shoulder.

“um, my….uh-” i was cut off by the sound of the doorbell ringing. “here, i’ll get it for you” he spoke, walking out of the room before i could stop him.

“wait, matt-” i started, a few feet behind him. by the time i caught up to him, the door was already open, matt and dylan were face-to-face with each other.

“hey, i’m dylan. you must be matt” he almost seemed amused at matt’s confused face.

“hey, baby” he spoke to me, earning a cold stare from matt as he realized who the man in front of him was. his jaw was clenched tightly as he turned his gaze to me, his eyebrows raised.

shit.

hehehe

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My Honey Bee

Summary: In which you were a dream came true in the eyes of Luke Hughes.

Luke Hughes x gn!reader

Genre: Fluff

Warning: mentions of underage drinking(not reader and luke), terrible flirting(I'm very single, cut me some slack)

A/N: Ehehehehehe Espresso just be stuck in my head whenever I listen to it, so enjoy this(and a massive ego boost that I did not plan for) :)

If you catch my shadow and bone reference, I love you tons.

Luke has been at the bar for two hours now, or at least Luke thinks he has. He's been glancing at you since the team got there, celebrating their win. When he saw you walk through the doors, he swore his heart stopped with his breath caught in his throat.

The team were immerse in their conversation till Dougie noticed Luke staring off into the distance.

"Looks like someone caught Lukey boy's attention." He whispered to the others.

"Hey, Lukey boy! You good?" Jack nudged his shoulder.

Luke pulled his eyes away from you and looked back at his team, who were all staring at him.

"Hm yeah yeah I'm fine." Luke muttered. "Fine."

"I don't think so." Nico pointed out.

"Yeah, you've been eyeing this stranger all night. Just go and talk to them." Jack urged.

Luke's eyes widened as he looked at his brother then the rest of their team all nodding their head.

"What? Are you insane?" Luke exclaimed. "I couldn't, no!"

"You need to have more faith in yourself. Just go to them and be yourself." Nico encouraged.

"Easy for you to say." Luke rolls his eyes.

"That's because it is easy." Jack chuckled.

Luke sighed as he looked back to where he last saw you, and when you weren't there, he swore he was dying. That was until he felt a tap on his shoulder.

Luke turned around, and his breath got stuck in his throat. It was you, you was standing right in front of him. You looked pretty, beautiful, gorgeous even. There wasn't a single word Luke could use to describe you. You were just all of them combined.

"Hi," you said warmly, Luke swore he was melting.

He sat there staring into your eyes, hearing the snickers of some of his team before he realized he needed to reply.

"H-Hi," Luke stammered, clearing his throat.

You chuckled at his awkwardness before offering your hand.

"Want a drink?" You gestured to the bar where you had been sitting prior.

"I would love to!" He replied rather quickly. "I just- uh can't drink yet."

"I figured." You slowly started to smile. "I was just gonna get us some water."

Luke's face flushed in embarrassment. "Right then uh yeah let's go."

Luke shakily took your hand, and you led the two of you to the bar where you sat next to each other.

You ordered two glasses of water before a silence was laid upon you two.

Luke spoke up. "I'm sorry."

You turned your head to him in confusion, and he noticed that and continued.

"For tonight." He clarifies. "I've been watching you all night, I just couldn't help myself. You were just so captivating- wait no that sounds creepy. I swear I'm not a stalker-"

You had started to laugh. He knew instantly he wanted to bottle up the sound and keep it with him wherever he went. One question came to mind, Why were you laughing?

"What-what's so funny? I'm apologizing for being weird and you're laughing." Luke looked at you in surprise.

"Sorry, sorry it's just-" You calmed down. "I know you have been. It was endearing."

"Wait so you aren't creeped out?" Luke asked.

"Why do you think I went to you and not any of your friends?" You sipped on your drink.

Luke stayed silent, studying your question.

"You're- You're into me?" He spoke in a low whisper.

"What would you do if I was?" You replied in the same tone.

"I would ask for your number and most definitely your name." Luke chuckled. "I'm Luke."

"Y/N." You took Luke's phone and typed your number in and sent a text.

"That's a nice name." Luke said before realizing he said that aloud. "Sorry! I thought I said that in my head. Gosh why am I so stupid-"

You kissed him on his cheek, caughting him off guard. Your lips felt soft against his face, he loved the feeling. He loved your touch. He wanted more- He craved it.

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The Vow Spoken Through Time - Part 11

Daemon x Rhaenyra x Wife!Reader

Series: Series Masterlist

Warnings: MDNI, yelling, plot

Tags: marriage, poly relationship, Daemon being hopelessly in love with his wives, Queen!Rhaenyra

Words: 1.2K

Description: Y/N is having a rough morning. She's fired. She's hungover. She's in a stranger's bed. She's waking up in a new world? She's married?!

Rhaenyra and Daemon's day started normal. Waking up next to their darling wife before tending to their duties. The difference? Their wife is speaking in riddles and has no memories of them.

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The tree behind you is identical to the heart tree in the keep. But as you look out, you and Daemon are clearly standing in the middle of a city park. The street and cars are visible from your position. 

“We’re in my world now.”

You walk around, trying to get your bearings. 

“Where are you going? We need to get back!” Daemon caught up to you. 

“No, Daemon, I spent months letting you and Rhaenyra try to convince me that my life wasn’t real.” You continue walking until you hit a road. Looking at the name, you sigh in relief. That witch outdid herself. Not only are you back in your world, you’re in the same city and just a few blocks from your apartment. 

“What do you want me to say, y/n? That I’m sorry?”

You scoffed, “actually that would be a lovely start.” Speedwalking down the sidewalk, you try not to think about all the weird stares you’re both getting. 

“Y/n,” Daemon grabs your arm to stop you. 

“Hey man, leave her alone!” A passerby stops, grabbing Daemon’s arm in an attempt to pull him away.

“If you wish to keep that hand, you will remove it at once,” Daemon growls.

“It’s okay! No one is going to hurt anyone!” you jump in. “Thank you for stopping, but I promise everything is fine. My husband is just in the dog house at the moment.” The stranger’s brows furrow, but he releases Daemon’s arm. He’s openly staring at Dark Sister on Daemon’s hip. “Oh Jesus H. Christ,” you sigh, rubbing your forehead. “We are….uh…cosplayers. Yeah, my husband and I cosplay, and this was for a photo shoot.”

“No we-”

“Yep, we are just big fans of that medieval times shit!” 

The stranger nods slowly, clearly regretting his choice to stop. “Well, um, have fun with that? Sorry, I just saw this dude manhandling-”

“No worries,” you say, pulling Daemon to walk away with you. “Thanks for looking out for me.”

Daemon is seething as you walk away, his hand drifting down towards Dark Sister’s hilt. “Why did you interfere? I had that handled!”

You don’t even try to bite back the laugh. “Really? You had it handled? What were you going to do, cut off his hand?”

“Yes!”

“Welcome to 2024,” you snort. “Even if you did, someone would have called the cops on the lunatic running around with a sword.”

“I am the Prince Consort-”

“I promise you no one here cares,” you groan. “We don’t really do all that here.”

You drag Daemon into your apartment building’s entry, running into one of your downstairs neighbors. “Hey Dani!” you say, “Going for a beach day?”

“You know it girl,” she grins, hoisting her tote bag up. “Gotta get some use out of the bikini and find myself a sugar daddy.”

“Where are we, and why is that woman in her small clothes?” Daemon asks, not bothering to lower his voice. 

Dani glares, pulling her coverup closed. You’re shocked, but you elbow Daemon. “I am so sorry for him,” you stumble over yourself. “He’s….he’s amish. They don’t have bikinis….or apartments?”

She nods and leaves, clearly upset. 

“Daemon what the fuck? You can’t just say tha-”

He doesn’t even have the decency to look apologetic, merely looking down at you with a grin. “Do you have a bikini as well?”

You groan, hitting the button for the elevator. “You’re something else, you know that? I have half a mind to leave you alone so I can sulk in peace.” You hop on the elevator, and Daemon follows warily. He looks very unsure of the device. “You’re lucky I love you,” you sigh.

“What’s stopping you from abandoning me in this world?” Daemon asks. “You were clearly ready to cut all ties to us.”

“It’s complicated,” you say. “I was upset and needed space. But I could never just abandon you here, you wouldn’t last a day and I wouldn’t forgive myself.”

“Does this mean you’re coming home?” 

You step off the elevator, ignoring his question in favor of rummaging under your front door’s welcome mat for a spare key. 

“My love, I’m sorry for not believing you,” Daemon begins. “Nyra is going to be worried sick, please just come back with me.”

“Daemon, I love you but I need time.” You sigh, looking around your apartment for your phone. It was still plugged in next to your bed. Picking it up, you saw the date. “That’s weird,” you murmur, “no time has passed.”

“What do you mean?”

“Today is the same day I woke up as her.”

“You’ve been with us for months though,” Daemon whispered. 

“I guess time works differently when you’re traveling worlds.” You shuck off your dress and rummage through your drawers to find a bra. “I never thought I’d say it, but damn I miss bras.” You slip into a tshirt and jeans before trying to find something for Daemon to wear. 

“My love, are you sure that is appropriate to be outside in?”

You groan, finding a pair of your ex’s jeans and a baggy shirt. “These should fit, just put them on and try to keep your opinions to yourself.”

“But y/-”

“No buts, do you want food or not?”

Daemon nodded, changing in silence as his eyes flickered around the room. “What is this?” he asked, gesturing towards your phone.

“It’s a cellphone. Think of it like a raven, I guess,” you say. “I can use it to write or talk to anyone in the world right now.”

“That’s impossible,” Daemon snorted. “Not even the fastest raven cou-”

You roll your eyes, dialing up your favorite pizza joint and putting them on speakerphone. “Hey, can I order pickup? A  large pepperoni pizza and garlic knots for y/n.”

“20 minutes.”

Daemon stood, mouth agape as he heard the voice come through the other side of the line. You smirked, hanging up the phone. “Just wait until you find out about TV.”

“What is pizza?” 

“The greatest thing since sliced bread.”

“What’s sliced bre-”

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pleasee write fic about prank 😭🙏🏻

Sorry it took me that much. You will hate me for this😭

JUST A PRANK-PABLO GAVI

It was supposed to be a harmless prank. Just something to tease Y/N, to get back at her for all the times she’d made me laugh at myself. But I never thought it would end like this—never imagined that a single decision could shatter everything we had.

The idea came to me when I was out with Pedri, wandering through the mall after training. We were goofing around, talking about the game, when we passed a perfume shop. The scent wafting out caught my attention—a soft, floral fragrance that was nothing like Y/N’s usual perfume. I stopped, and Pedri noticed.

“Thinking of getting something for Y/N?” he teased, nudging me with his elbow.

I laughed, shaking my head. “No, just thinking… What if I wore this? Bet she’d freak out.”

Pedri raised an eyebrow, grinning. “You’re really going to mess with her like that?”

It sounded harmless at the time, just a way to get her riled up, to see that adorable frown she always made when she was trying to figure me out. So, I sprayed a bit on my wrist, the scent clinging to my skin. It was strong, unmistakably feminine, and I knew she’d notice it the second I walked through her door.

When I arrived at her apartment later that evening, she greeted me with her usual smile, that warm, comforting presence I’d come to rely on. But as soon as I stepped closer, her expression changed. The smile faded, replaced by a furrowed brow as she inhaled sharply.

“What’s that smell?” she asked, her voice laced with confusion.

I shrugged, trying to play it off. “What smell?”

She took another step closer, her eyes narrowing as she studied me. “That perfume… It’s not mine.”

I could see the doubt creeping into her eyes, the way her posture stiffened. My heart thudded in my chest, but I kept up the act, forcing a casual tone. “Maybe I walked by someone wearing it.”

Her eyes locked onto mine, searching for the truth. “Pablo, are you seeing someone else?”

The question hit me harder than I expected. I hadn’t thought she’d go there, hadn’t considered that she might actually believe I could betray her like that. But instead of confessing, instead of telling her it was all a stupid prank, I hesitated.

“Why would you think that?” I asked, my voice too defensive, too uncertain.

“Because you’ve never smelled like this before,” she said, her voice shaking now. “And you’re acting weird.”

Panic flared in my chest, but I pushed it down, telling myself it would be fine. I could tell her the truth later, after she calmed down. But for now, I let the lie linger.

“You’re overthinking it,” I said, forcing a smile that didn’t reach my eyes.

Her face crumpled, the hurt clear in her eyes. “Pablo, please. Just tell me the truth.”

My throat tightened, the words I needed to say catching in my throat. I could see the pain in her eyes, the trust slipping away, but I couldn’t bring myself to admit it. Some twisted part of me wanted to see how far this would go, how much she really cared. But that part was so wrong—so, so wrong.

She stared at me, waiting, but I stayed silent. And then something in her broke. She stepped back, shaking her head as tears welled up in her eyes.

“I can’t do this,” she whispered, her voice cracking. “I can’t be with someone who might be lying to me. Who might be… with someone else.”

“Y/N, wait,” I said, panic rising in my chest as I realized she was serious. “It’s not what you think—”

“Then what is it, Pablo?” she snapped, her tears spilling over now. “Because from where I’m standing, it looks like you’re hiding something. And I can’t stay in a relationship where I’m constantly questioning if you’re being faithful.”

My heart felt like it was being torn apart. I wanted to tell her, to explain everything, but the words wouldn’t come. It was like I was frozen, trapped in this stupid game I’d started, unable to stop it from spiraling out of control.

She wiped her tears angrily, turning away from me. “I can’t do this anymore. I’m done.”

Her words were like a punch to the gut, knocking the breath out of me. “Y/N, please,” I begged, finally finding my voice. “Don’t do this. We can talk about it—”

But she shook her head, her back still turned to me. “There’s nothing to talk about. I don’t trust you anymore, Pablo. And without trust… there’s nothing left.”

I reached out to her, desperate to hold her, to make her stay, but she stepped away, her shoulders trembling with silent sobs. The sight of her, so broken, because of me—because of my stupid, childish prank—was too much to bear.

“I’m sorry,” I whispered, my voice hoarse. But it was too late.

She turned to face me one last time, her eyes filled with a mixture of pain and resolve. “Goodbye, Pablo.”

And then she was gone, the door closing behind her with a finality that crushed my soul. I stood there, staring at the empty space where she’d been, the scent of that damned perfume still clinging to me like a curse.

I’d never felt so alone, so completely and utterly lost. I wanted to chase after her, to tell her the truth, to beg for her forgiveness, but I couldn’t move. The weight of what I’d done held me in place, a bitter reminder of how badly I’d screwed up.

The truth was, I didn’t deserve her forgiveness. I’d played with her heart, with her trust, and now I was paying the price. The joke had backfired in the worst possible way, and I’d lost the most important person in my life because of it.

As the reality of it all sank in, I felt the tears finally come, hot and blinding. I sank to the floor, burying my face in my hands, the sound of my own sobs echoing in the empty apartment.

The scent of that perfume lingered in the air, a cruel reminder of what I’d lost, of the love I’d thrown away with my thoughtless actions. And as the night dragged on, I was left with nothing but regret, and the painful knowledge that I’d never get her back.

This was the end. And it was all my fault. All because of a stupid prank.

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Teen wolf-Alpha needs his pack, Pt. 3

Stiles P.O.V.

"Stiles knew that being a wolf wasn't an automatic win against other enemies. He knew from Scott what it took. But he thought that now when he had Derek's body, it would take more than 8 hours since he become Derek to get caught. Maybe he shouldn't have gone for the bait as his instinct was telling him, but there was no other clue to follow. Besides his mind was still blown from the sex he had few hours ago with Derek. In Derek's body! Yeah, it was kinda weird fucking his own body, but you know a hole is a hole? Nah his body was attractive and Stiles knew it. And he was now a dominating man, he was Derek and everybody feared him. Wait? Am I really trying to narrate my life now? My hands are tied. I'm imprissoned in Derek's body and my only thought is how to narrate my life? I might be more dominant now or just dominating Derek in my body? Man it was so funny to see him act so submisive. He even sucked his own dick!"

Someone entered the room wearing black clothes and a mask. "Thank you for following us. You have made our plans far easier than we thought you would."

Stiles:"Don't you worry. The pack is on their way"

The man:"Oh I wouldn't be so sure about that. And even if they are, well be already gone after we have collected our needed samples. And you might be already dead."

"Oh boy. I hope Scott's gonna come soon. I know he was acting weird lately, but this is about the wolf pack..."

Theo's P.O.V.

Theo:"Scott's body is so awesome. I know I was talking shit about it before, but the strength. Oh god. And I even think that the wolf pack is getting stranger too. But back to me now.

Theo:"My new arms still have to get more bigger, but I must say I am very fond of them. The power that these guns hold is incredible.

Theo:"I still have to remind myself that this is me now whenever I look in the mirror. I always expect Scott to start speaking whenever I approach the mirror. Speaking of Scott. He's still my little bitch now. He calls me 'my alpha' whenever we are not in school. But whenever I see a spark of resistance or free will I have to make sure je won't stand up to me. I hope he knows how I can destroy his life AND how powerful his body, now belonging to me, really is."

Scott came out of the hall entering his old bedroom.

Scott:"I... I have scrubbed the whole toilet and I am now ready for you message, my alpha"

Theo:"About damn time! Took you long enough!"

Theo sat down in the chair in front of the mirror and watched every step that Scott took. He was very cautious now. His master was could get angry over any minor mistake.

Scott:"Should I start with your shoulders as before, my alpha?"

Theo just raised his eyebrows which Scott appreciated. Two days ago when he asked him, Theo threw him across the room and made him lick his feet.

Theo:"Why are you wearing that flanel in my body?"

Scott:"I am so sorry, my alpha. I won't wear it again, my alpha."

Theo:"The hell you will. From now on you will not wear anything until I tell you to. And you will only wear the clothes I will approve. Since you already basjcally live here, serving me, you can get your things and leave them in the basement. You'll be living there from now on. Understood?"

Scott:"I think your family will notice."

Theo:"Did you just spoke without adressing me by my rightful title?"

Scott immediately panicked. Theo stood up and Scott could see his face transforming

Theo:"WHAT DO YOU SEE?!?"

Scott bending down on his knees looking up at his own body:"I see my alpha, my alpha. I am sorry. It will not happen again. Let me make it up to you, my alpha"

Scott started unbuckling the belt. Theo just smiled with his teeth still out. Yeah, that's the way he liked it. He pushed his semi-hard dick into Scott's mouth and thrusted. Theo now knew that he had to make his master happy. And a flacid dick was a problem. He tightened his mouth to make his master feel the pleasure more intensively. He looked up. By the way his master looked at him and the hard dick in his mouth, he could see he made his master happy. His own dick started getting hard too. Scott hated this. He never was this submissive. And now the way Theo treated him made him hard. Or was that Theo's body? He had to find a way to swap them back. He wanted to contact Stiles but couldn't. He always eyed him suspiciously in the halls. Stiles must have noticed that something changed. He needs to contact him somehow. But Theo took his phone and wallet.

Theo was beggining to scream. It was coming and Scott knew that now was the moment he had to act fast. He sped up. Theo was furious now, destroying his old body's soft palate. He came into his old mouth. Screaming and transforming in the process. That's how he liked it.

Scott felt the cum in his mouth. It tasted horribly. Theo in his body only ate meat now, no sugar. So the cum was really disgusting. He quickly swallowed and as soon as Theo took out his dick he said:"Thank you, my alpha!"

Theo just laughed and put his trousers back on. The laughter intesified as he noticed the cum stain on the kneeling Scott's trousers.

Theo:"I hope you understood your punishment for not adressing me properly. Now, take off your clothes. You won't be needing them in this house anymore. Now go and finish cleaning the car!"

Theo looked sat down on the bed looking at himself in the mirror. Man how he loved this. His phone rang. Stiles was calling.

Scott:"Fucking hell. This douchebag is harassing me at school and now he calls me in the middle of the night? What's wrong with this dude?" He picked up the phone. "Someone better be dying!"

Derek:"Hey, this is Der... Stiles. Yeah. Uh... I need your help. I saw Derek few hours ago and he said he will come back to talk to me about some issue we had. He never came back and I am 100% sure it was a wolf thing and he might be in danger. Come to my house I'll show you where he went"

Theo:"Fine... but you're not coming with us. You're not part of the pack."

Derek:"I... just come "

Theo turned off the call and screamed out:"Hey bitch. We're going for a trip. Get my clothes I wore yesterday and wear them!"

Theo parked outside of Stiles's home. Stiles walked out of the house. Theo could see that his walk was different, but he shrugged it off. Not caring anyway. Stiles got into the car to the passenger's seat. He turned around to see Theo in the backseat.

Derek:"Why are you here?"

Scott looked at the rearview mirror to catch a glimpse of approval from Theo to start speaking. Theo slightly nodded

Scott:"Well I am part of the pack and I wanted to help the alpha."

Derek looked back at Theo and wasn't really sure what was going on. "Right. Anyway, go straight and I'll tell you where to go"

Theo:"I told you on the phone you're not going with us!"

Derek:"Do you want your pack protected or not Scott? If yes, than drive! He might be dead already and if so then I am screwed. So drive now or I will get sheriff's gun from the house and go there by myself"

Theo found the answer very strange and more so did Scott who couldn't hold himself and straight away asked his friend as he normally would

Scott:"Why aren't you adressing your dad as 'dad's?"

Theo had to hide his anger and rather started the car.

Derek looked back and just answered:"Don't know, didn't give it much thought"

Scott knew there was something different. This isn't his Stiles that he knew

They arrived near the abbandoned factory.

Theo:"Ok, we'll go in check the perimeter and get him. You stay in the car, Stiles."

Derek:"Not happening I'm going too"

Theo:'"Not a chance. THEO, you will stay here and watch him. I'm gonna have a look. Have your phone ready."

Scott:"Yes, my alpha" Scott immediately realized his mistake by addressing his master in front of Stiles. He's gonna know. That actually might not be a bad thing. He wanted to talk to him in a week now and never had the chance.

Theo got angry by Scott's answer but there was no time to solve that now. He headed into the factory by the side entrance.

Derek:"Why are you so submissive to Scott suddenly? You never acted like this. You always wanted to be better and acted like you're better than all of us. What changed?"

Scott:"I know you might not believe this, but hear me out. I've been trying to tell you for a week now, but he wouldn't let me. I am Scott. Theo swapped us and now has made me his sex slave. I wanted to escape and everything, but he threatened to hurt you or destroy my life and everything. I really wanted to tell you sooner, Stiles. I really did" Scott was crying softly

Derek:"That's touching and everything, but I'm not Stiles."

Scott:"What?!"

Derek:"Yeah... your naive little friend wanted to get close to you and bought a second hand potion. Now he's acting dominant in my body and on his first hunt got himself caught immediately."

Scott:"So the person inside in danger right now is Stiles?" Scott ran out of the car into the building. Derek right after him.

Theo got to Stiles first. He was still handcuffed to the fence.

Theo:"Oh what do we have here? Aren't you suppose to be my big mentor teaching me stuff about being a wolf? Not getting caught seems like an essential skill. Now don't you think?"

Stiles:"Can you let me go? They left right after your car arrived so they still might be nearby."

Theo:"Doubt that. With three wolfs here, they won't risk that. But I can see that they set some traps on their way from here. There's a trip wire over there." Theo unhooked Derek's body. He took off his shirt and threw it at Derek. "I don't have bandages, so just take this to atleast cover the bloody spots where they took the samples

Stiles put the shirt on. Few seconds later Theo and his own body ran into the building

Derek:"Fucking me is one thing, but almost getting my body killed and mutilated is a different level. We're leaving"

Derek grabbed his body with by his arm pressing one of the sample sites causing him pain

Derek:"I hope it hurts. If they make another chimera and it's gonna be my clone, I swear I'm gonna kill you" Derek was too focused on speaking to Stiles that he didn't see the trip wire while leaving the room

Theo:"NOOOOOO!:

They expected an explosion. But instead a gas from the ceiling sprayed them.

Scott:"Posion?"

Stiles:"That smell exactly like the..."

Derek:"Like another way to make me angry"

They passed out.

They woke up almost instantly. The four of them now looking at a very different point of view than they had before

Derek:"Oh shoot me now!"

Stiles:"Did we just?"

Scott:"How is this possible?"

Theo:"No way you guys just made us all do a potion swap. And you swapped into HIM?"

Derek:"Let's get out of here before we'll be attacked or something. They wanted Scott to be out of his body before and they got that. Let's get out of here right now"

They went to Stiles's house. His dad was still on duty. There was one message left from him if everything is ok. Some of the four sent a message back to him, but besides that there was nothing to worry about. Maybe just the swap thing. And who was who now?

Scott found himself in Derek's body. Derek was now in Scott's

Theo was Stiles and vice versa.

Theo talked to Derek's body that was now occupied by Scott:"Look I'm really sorry for how I treated you earlier. I didn't really mean..." be was interrupted by a punch from Derek

Theo fell on the floor. "Ok I deserved that. But maybe think about the fact that I am a fucking nerdy human right now and I can't handle this power"

Scott:"I should kill you for how you treated me"

Stiles:"So you guys also bought a option from a sketchy lady?" Stiles said with his shirt already off examining his new chest.

Derek:"Nobody is as naive as you, Stiles. Theo set him up to be the new alpha. Which would work out perfectly if you wouldn't spoil jis plans by getting caught"

Stiles:"Again. I am sorry. They surprised me. I really wanted to prove myself to you, you know."

Derek:"You don't need to prove anything. I know you'd be capable of handling it. It was your first day as a wolf. Mistakes happen. And even we are not able to get the Dread doctors."

Scott:"Sorry to interrupt you guys, but can I talk to Stiles alone, please? Maybe you could check if Theo is still breathing? I think Stiles might want his body back"

Stiles:"Yeah... we'll see about that"

Derek:"Sure. It's not like I got something to do anyway"

Scott:"Stiles, I am so sorry that Theo acted to you the way he did. I wanted to tell you before, I promise. But he threatened me, to hurt you and everything. He even made me his sex slave and forced me to walk around naked. So I want to thank you, even if it was coincidental, that you set me free."

Stiles:"Oh... well no problem. I mean, we're best BROS right? Come on let's just hug it out, man" Theo's and Derek's body hugged. While Stiles's body controlled by Theo looked at them in disgust while spitting blood.

Stiles:"You know, let's leave Derek here with Theo for a while. I got something I want to give to you."

The two of them left to Stiles bedroom.

Stiles:"If you want to give me something for saying you, I might be able to give something to you that might help with your ptsd right now"

Scott:"And what would that be?"

Stiles smiled as he went kissed Derek's body.

Stiles:"I think it would help you to dominate Theo's body, that's now already leaking while looking at you, and I might actually enjoy this too. I really fell in love with Derek's body. Especially the thing you got in your pants.

Stiles grabbed Derek's dick and smiled at Scott with Theo's smile.

They lied down into bed. Making out. Scott was using his new massive arms to take off their clothes, throwing them on the ground. They didn't stop making out. Only when Stiles made Scott sit on top of him to kiss his chest and inhale the musk that he just possessed few hours ago.

They were now lying naked in Stiles's bed. Their hard dicks pressing against each other. Derek's hairy body scrathing the hairless body Stiles now fully enjoyed.

Stiles interrupted the making out session:"What did he make you call him?"

Scott:"My alpha"

Stikes:"Oh my alpha. I need you dick inside of my. I need to be punished for making you suck your own dick so much. It's time to punish me, my alpha"

Scott enjoyed Theo's faced being so submisive. Maybe it was also Derek's massive body that made him the dominant role Stiles was leading him into.

Scott:"Turn around, bitch"

Stiles smiled and did so. He heard as Scott spat saliva into his hand and rubbed it over his dick and then over his hole.

Stiles:"I got some lube here, you know"

Scott:"This bitch needs to get it rough!"

Stiles:"Oh yes, my alpha. Fuck me, my alpha!"

The two massive wolf bodies were practically destroying the bed. Stiles was holding on to the wood, while Scott was fucking him senslessly.

Scott:"Tell me who i am!"

Stiles:"You're my alpha!!!!"

Scott:"Fuck right I am. No matter whose body I'm in."

Stiles:"Fuck, DEREK, I think I'm cumming already!!!!"

Scott:"Did you just call me Derek?"

Stiles:"Sorry. Heat of the moment. Fuck, this body really wants to be humiliated!?"

Scott:"Yeah. Been there. Call me my alpha again!"

Stiles was circling around Derek's dick. He loved how Derek's massive cock was messaging his new prostate. Even if he came already, he had DEREK's dick inside of him!!!

Scott was increasing his speed. It took him some time, maybe cause Stiles already used Derek's body to fill his old hole. But Scott came inside. Stiles now felt the warm cum inside of him. It was so hot...

They were next to each other, smiling at one another. Hugging. Exploring their new bodies together.

Stiles:"What do we do now?"

Scott:"About the swap you mean? Not sure about that, but wanna go for round two when were both ready?"

They just smiled at themsleves again. Making out.

You guys really love Teen wolf 🤣

Another 2 stories from inbox that I combined together (Liam is coming in the next part!)

Could you do a Teen Wolf story including Scott, Theo and Stiles?

Is it possible to make a follow up of your teen wolf story where Theo transoform Scott even further into his beta bitch? like maybe forcing him to wear the clothes he chose, or no clothes at all in the house. Or even include Liam. That would be awesome, thanks :D

Part 2:

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Can you write fluff where Isaac takes care of his sick girlfriend? I got sick myself quite recently and would like to read something like this with my comfort character ~ 🙈anon

Hope you like this, honestly i don't think he'd have much experience but he would definitely do his best to care for you. Just Isaac being the best boyfriend ever.

Isaac Lahey x gn!reader Word count: 840 Masterlist

You really don’t have time for this. Everything has been going wrong once again, first, this weird deer runs into Allison’s car, then the windows at school break because a bunch of crows thought it was a great idea to smash themselves against it. And now you’re stuck in bed, 3 blankets covering you, including a heated one. Next to you is a mountain of tissues because you can’t be bothered to walk all the way over to the bin. And your bedside table stands full of half-empty medicine packaging.

You sneeze for what feels like the hundredth time that morning before groaning miserably. You can see your phone flashing once again from the corner of your eye but just like with most things today, you can’t be bothered getting it. You close your eyes for a few seconds before the sound of your door slowly opening makes you open them again, albeit barely.

“Did you die?” You hear him before you really figure out that he’s standing in your room. “Yes Isaac, I’m dead, I’ve died a miserably, lonely death.” He nods before really taking in the view in front of him. He sighs before quickly walking over to your bin and dragging it towards your bed. Making an odd-looking face he starts throwing away the pile of tissues and lying next to you. “I was wondering why you weren’t answering my texts, figured it had to be something close to dead for you to ignore me” he explains while laughing.

You snort before taking the bin away from him and shooing him away. He does as you request, only to plug your phone into your charger. “Are you hungry?” You shrug before nodding half-heartedly, “I could eat.” Isaac nods back before leaving your room, making you close your eyes and rest while you wait for him to come back.

Fifteen minutes later your door opens again, Isaac is holding a bowl with what you assume is soup and in his other hand is a large bottle of water. He opens the door further by pushing it with his hip, before walking back towards you. “A meal made just for you by the incredible chef Lahey, you’re welcome.” He speaks with some sort of accent you can’t quite place and a ridiculous look on his face, making you laugh.

“Oh, thank you kind sir-” you interrupt yourself by laughing again when he makes an extravagant bow. He puts the stuff he got you on the bedside table that stands empty before jumping into your bed and laying his head down on your lap. “Caught a cold?” He asks while playing with one of the blankets covering you. “Some type of virus, again” you explain rolling your eyes.

“What’s that- the third time? This month?” He says while laughing softly, but his hands move to hold yours softly. You nod in response, squeezing his hands before grabbing your bottle of water and taking a few big gulps. “Shitty timing, like always,” you say once you’re finished hydrating. Isaac shrugs, a soft smirk resting on his lips like it often does. “At least you’re safe here, no birds crashing against your window. No annoying twins running around.”

He moves to sit next to you now, handing you your bowl of soup before softly kissing the side of your head. “Don’t think too much about the others, they’re fine. You need to rest and get better” he says softly, playing with your hair as you relax into him.

It’s quiet while you finish eating, he’s grabbed your laptop from the corner of your bed to try and find something to watch. When you’re debating whether or not to do another rerun of your favourite show, Isaac’s phone starts ringing. He sighs before picking it up, “It’s Scott-” “It’s okay, it might be important” you interrupt him.

He lets out another sigh before picking up, you can’t hear what Scott’s saying but by the look on Isaac’s face, it’s important. You’re about to tell him to just go when he responds to Scott. “Look Scott, don’t you think you can do this without me? Call Derek if you need to but I can’t leave right now.” You hear some distant words before they say goodbye and Isaac hangs up, throwing his phone to the other side of the bed.

You look up at him with a raised brow. “What? Scott’s a big boy, he can handle himself for one night. I need to make sure that you are okay.” He puffs his chest out, almost acting proud of staying here with you. “Yeah, okay big guy- I really need some protection here in case a deer breaks in” you respond laughing.

He laughs, shaking his head softly so his curly hair falls back in place. “That’s what I’m here for,” he says before grabbing the forgotten laptop again. “And to rewatch this show for the fifth time.” You smile at him before snuggling into his chest, ready to watch your favourite show again.

[hwashotcheeto]

𝑩𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝑭𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅'𝒔 𝑴𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 (5)

Best Friend's Mother Masterlist

Chapter: Five

Milf!Park Seonghwa X gn!reader

Summary: After nearly getting caught by Wooyoung after your "date", you and Seonghwa know you have to talk with him about how he set you two up. And you learn more than expected.

WC: 3.7k

CW: Angst, arguing, Wooyoung gets mad and yells at reader and Seonghwa, little bit of crying, fluff, hugs, suggestive at the end (Reader gets extra touchy with Seonghwa)

AN: Sooooo this chapter is a lot. A lot more of myself came out in this one than I expected, but as always, I think you all will enjoy it. 💜

If I missed anything, please tell me. I can't shake this weird feeling of something being off. Don't be afraid to tell me about grammar errors or anything, feedback is always appreciated. 💜

(This chapter also has a deleted scene for the future 👀 It is NOT the smut, that's what chapter 6 will be)

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Wooyoung walked into you and Seonghwa waiting for him at the table. Seonghwa was standing, with his arms crossed, and you were sitting beside him. He looked between the two of you before deciding to stay in the kitchen arch way. 

He knew this conversation was coming. Since last night, when he’d gotten home, he’d expected this. He was surprised when Seonghwa didn’t confront him when he walked in the door. 

But he guessed it had something to do with his lip gloss being smudged all over your lips and chin, and both your faces bright red. 

“Good morning, Wooyoung,” Seonghwa greeted, smiling brightly. Wooyoung was no stranger to this game. He smiled back, just as bright.  “Did you sleep well?” 

“Oh, I slept just fine, Eomma,” Wooyoung replied, leaning against the wall. He looked at you and smirked, then back up to Seonghwa. Your cheeks burned red. “What about you two? How was dinner?” 

“Dinner was good. But it was odd that the reservation was only for two people.” 

Wooyoung pretended to look surprised, raising his eyebrows, but keeping the smirk on his face. “Oh, did it? I guess I made a mistake.” 

“I’d believe that if the reservation was under your name instead of mine.” 

Wooyoung laughed then, and you couldn’t help but giggle a little too. The little shit had set you two up, and you all knew it now. 

But what you and Seonghwa didn’t know was the ever famous question that’s constantly asked: Why? 

Clearly, if Seonghwa could see that your avoidance of him was because you secretly wanted him, then Wooyoung must’ve seen it too. To be fair, recalling all the days of the past week, you had been painfully obvious. Of course ignoring your host looked suspicious, even if it wasn’t because you’d had sex with him. 

But even still, Wooyoung going through the effort to set you up on a date with his mother? He’d said he didn’t want to hear about it, so why would he set up a date for the two of you? 

“Now why did you do it?” Seonghwa asked, leaning against the kitchen counter. Your eyes flicked over to him for only a second before you looked away, but Wooyoung saw it. Your blood turned to ice as he smirked again. 

“That’s why.” Wooyoung motioned to you, and you looked at Seonghwa with horrified eyes as he looked at you with amusement. “Because you both are into each other, and you weren’t going to do it, so I did it.” 

You’d suspected that, but you couldn’t fathom why. Why would your best friend want you to date his mom? You couldn’t imagine ever telling any of your friends it was okay to date your parents, that just felt bizarre and weird. 

That was also probably because you didn’t really want anything to do with either of your parents. 

“Wooyoung,” Seonghwa started, in that parent tone again, but Wooyoung rolled his eyes. 

“What? Are you gonna tell me you didn’t enjoy yourselves, because then you’d be liars.” 

“That’s not,” you tried to add, but Wooyoung kept going.

“You would’ve fucked right on that wall if I hadn’t walked in.” 

You choked on nothing, leading to a short coughing fit. 

“Wooyoung!” Seonghwa yelped, uncrossing his arms and standing up straighter. Wooyoung threw up his hands and shook his head. 

“Am I wrong?!” He said, louder than before, growing more exasperated. You nor Seonghwa said anything. “Exactly.” 

“Why do you want this?” You blurted. “Why did you do any of this?”

You’d been thinking about it since the restaurant. Since you realized he’d put this together. He “didn’t wanna hear about it” but he was willing to do all this? And he was mad that you and Seonghwa wouldn’t openly admit that you were attracted to each other? 

Wooyoung looked at you for a few moments before he found an answer. And all he said was: “Why not?” 

Both you and Seonghwa gave him confused looks. Why not? What was he talking about? Wooyoung looked between you two with an equally confused look. 

“You both are hung up on what’s right and wrong,” he said flatly. “That’s it, isn’t it?” 

Seonghwa looked down and bit his lip. He had been, since he first saw you. How wrong it was for someone as old and rich as he was to seduce a much younger person. His son’s best friend no less. 

And you, to lust and yearn after an older man. You were still in college, you could hardly survive on your own. You two could never work out, you didn’t have anything in common. 

Wooyoung could see it on your faces, and he sighed heavily, bringing his hands up and rubbing his face in frustration. 

“You both are adults, it’s legal, you’re both consenting.” Wooyoung leaned his head on the wall and turned his head to look at you both. “Did you consent? Did you say yes to all this?” 

“Of course,” both you and Seonghwa said in unison. Wooyoung flailed his arms around dramatically. 

“Then what? What’s the problem?” 

“Because he’s your mother, Woo and I’m your friend,” you said, much softer. Out of the corner of your eye, you saw Seonghwa gulp, his throat bobbing. 

Wooyoung looked at you with his eyebrows down again and tilted his head. 

“Have you not figured it out?” He turned more towards you now. “I don’t care. I clearly don’t find it weird since I made you guys go on a fucking date.” Wooyoung huffed and shook his head. “If I didn’t want it-”

“It’s not right!” You interrupted, starting to feel tears prick your eyes. That was the basis of this whole dilemma you had. It was “wrong.” Everything about what you and Seonghwa had done was “wrong.”  Everything you wanted was “wrong.” “Your friend’s parents are always off limits, it’s not-”

“No, stop,” Wooyoung spat, his voice thick with an anger that made it feel like you'd been slapped. You flinched as if you had. “Stop fucking saying how wrong it is.” 

“But,” you started to protest, but Wooyoung shook his head. 

“Stop! The only person who cares about how wrong it is is you! You are the only person here who keeps saying how wrong this all is.” 

You closed your mouth and shrunk back. You looked up at Seonghwa. He looked at you, and you knew he was thinking what you were. 

Wooyoung walked over to the table and slammed his hands down, leaning over it, getting as close to you as he could. Seonghwa jumped forward and stayed next to the table. 

“You look me in my eyes and tell me you don't want any of this. Tell me you regret it. Because I won’t fucking believe you.” 

“Wooyoung, it's just not right,” you tried to argue again, and he smacked the table again, with his fist this time. 

“Who fucking cares about right and wrong?! I don’t, and neither should you!” He looked up at Seonghwa, who was staring at the floor. “You shouldn’t either!” 

Your heart was pounding out of your chest. Your hands were shaking. You couldn't get air in your lungs fast enough. 

But you didn't know why you were scared. Your body was reacting, but you weren't actually scared. Because you realized that Wooyoung wasn't angry with you because you'd done something wrong. 

Wooyoung was angry with you because you weren't letting yourself enjoy this. 

When you just stared at Wooyoung and said nothing, he sighed and hung his head. Seonghwa looked up and walked over, gently putting his hand on Wooyoung's shoulder to gently rub. His shoulders sagged, and his eyes were heavy. 

“I’m sorry I yelled at you,” Wooyoung said, his voice much softer. He rubbed his forehead and ran his fingers through his hair, pushing it out of his face. “I just don’t know why you’re trying to push this away. We’re all consenting adults that are okay with this. Why are you stuck on the ‘morals’ of all of this?” 

And you were silent. Because you weren’t sure why. 

It wasn’t illegal. It wasn’t going to get you kicked out of college. The only thing you’d have to worry about is judgemental people, and other people’s opinions weren’t going to do anything. 

You were making a whole scenario out of nothing. Your best friend was practically begging you to have this, to enjoy this. 

You felt foolish at that point. You shrunk back in your seat as you rubbed your eyes. Wooyoung looked up at you and walked around the table, standing over you. You looked up at him, yelped as he yanked you to your feet and into his arms, hugging you tightly. 

“I love you,” he whispered, “and this doesn’t change that. We’re still friends. It’s okay.” 

You hugged him back, burying your face in his chest, fighting the tears that threatened to spill over. 

Nothing was more valuable than your friendship with Wooyoung. There was no doubt in your mind that you loved him. You loved him so much more than you ever thought possible. 

He truly was your best friend. You knew you weren’t ever going to lose him. 

Wooyoung pulled back from the hug and looked at you, making sure you met his eyes. “Remember that. Please.” 

“I will, Woo.” 

He smiled and squeezed your shoulders. Wooyoung looked over your shoulder and saw Seonghwa rubbing his eyes, partially turned away from you two. 

Wooyoung pulled away from you and went over to Seonghwa, hugging him as well. Seonghwa returned the hug, resting his head on Wooyoung’s. 

Something changed between the three of you at that point. There was an openness. More of an understanding about everyone. You and Seonghwa didn’t have to hide your feelings (whatever they were) from Wooyoung. Wooyoung’s teasing and borderline encouragement made sense. 

Wooyoung didn’t care. He just wanted you both to be happy. Mostly, his Eomma. 

Seonghwa pulled back and rubbed his eyes, wiping the tears away. Wooyoung still kept his hand on his arm, looking at him with big, heavy eyes. 

“I think we all need some food,” Seonghwa said softly, but Wooyoung shook his head. 

“No, I’ll take care of it today,” he offered. Seonghwa’s eyebrows went down. 

“Nae sarang, you don’t need to do that.” 

“I want to.” Wooyoung rubbed his arm. “You’ve made breakfast every morning we’ve been here. I won’t burn it, or anything.” 

Seonghwa laughed softly and sniffled, wiping the rest of the tears away. He sighed and nodded. “Alright, go ahead.” 

Wooyoung smiled and kissed his cheek before he went to the pantry to start pulling out ingredients. Seonghwa looked up at you at that point, and smiled warmly. Your stomach filled with butterflies (again) as you smiled back. 

Seonghwa held his hand out to you wordlessly. You took his hand with no hesitation. You didn’t need to think about it. 

He led you out of the kitchen to the living room, bringing you to the couch and sitting down, pulling you down next to him, pressing up against his side. He still held your hand, running his thumb over your knuckles the way all romantic people do. 

“I don’t want you to think I just want you as a fun time,” he said softly, looking at your hand as he rubbed it. “At first, maybe. But the more time I spend with you, the more I realize that I want you as a partner.” He laced his fingers with yours and looked up at you. You gulped, and he noticed the bob in your throat. 

He couldn’t help but be attracted to you in more ways than one. Everything about you he’d seen, even in the short time with him, he was in love with. Your laugh, your voice, the way you interacted with Wooyoung, the way you looked away as your cheeks turned red. The sex was just a bonus on top of everything else about you as a person. 

But you were scared. Yes, the idea of throwing yourself into his arms and forgetting everything else, just being with him, who made you feel safe, and heard, and cared about sounded wonderful. But that invisible string held you back. 

The “morality” of it all, the judgment, the millions of hypotheticals. 

But as you looked at Seonghwa, for once in your life, you pushed it all away. 

For once, you decided to not overthink and plan everything. For once, you decided to let everything happen organically. 

For once in your life, you let yourself have something you wanted. 

“Me too, Seonghwa. I wanna try this with you.” 

His face lit up like a Christmas tree, and he squeezed your hand tightly. 

“Thank you.” His eyes flicked down to your lips, and his eyes seemed to sparkle when your cheeks turned red. “May I kiss you?” 

“You don’t have to ask anymore.” 

Seonghwa nodded, and held your cheek and brought your lips to his in the sweetest, most loving kiss you’d ever had. Soft, slow, and gentle. With a promise. I will care for you. 

You felt it against his lips. His soft, gorgeous, rose petal lips that felt like they engulfed yours. Lips that you could kiss forever if you’d given the chance, lips you wanted to kiss forever. 

You reached out and held onto his shoulder, pulling yourself even closer than you already were. Seonghwa hummed into the kiss and did the same, letting go of your hand and wrapping his arms around you, holding you tight against him. You melted into him and reached up to hold his face, the other arm going around his neck. 

And it felt good. It felt right. God, it felt so right. You felt warm and safe, at peace. 

Like you’d found your way home. 

“Can you guys stop making out and come eat?” Wooyoung called, from where he was standing by the kitchen with his hands on his hips. Seonghwa broke off the kiss and laughed, whereas you just hid in his chest. 

“You didn’t say anything, nae sarang.” Seonghwa rubbed your back, and shivers raced up and down your spine. 

“Well I’m saying it now! Come on!” He sulked back into the kitchen, and Seonghwa couldn’t help but laugh. He held nothing in his heart but love for his son. 

And slowly, that love was spilling over for you. 

“So, it’s official?” Wooyoung said as he dropped next to you on the couch. Seonghwa had just left to go run some errands for some unspecified event. You nor Wooyoung knew what it was for or what it was, but you didn’t bother prying just yet. 

“What is?” 

“You and my mom? Are you properly dating?” 

“I think so, yeah.” Wooyoung sighed and smiled happily. And yes, it was happy. Today was a good, happy day. But there was still something in the back of your mind you couldn’t shake. “But why do you want this so badly?” 

Wooyoung scoffed and shrugged. “I told you, I just want you two to stop ignoring it and be together.” 

“Okay,” you said, turning more towards him. “But why?” 

And Wooyoung’s smile faded. There was more to this, of course there was. There was from the beginning. 

If you were anyone else, Wooyoung would’ve instantly shut it down. Any other friend, any other person, he would’ve told them to not even try. He’d told you day one that he was incredibly protective over Seonghwa, hence the confusion for his encouragement and not saying “no, don’t fuck my mom.” 

And like every good story, the plot thickens. Wooyoung sighed and leaned his head back against the couch. 

“I told you before, people used my mom as a fetish doll. Not everyone did, some did work out sometimes, but there were a lot of people who kept him hanging on just for the sex.” 

And just like it had the first time he’d told you, it broke your heart all over again. You couldn’t imagine doing that to anyone, let alone the sweetheart that Seonghwa was. 

“But it’s been a few years since he’s tried dating, and well, it’s no surprise why.” Wooyoung turned his head to look at you. “And then I saw how he looked at you. And from how you both were acting the next morning, it was no mystery that you two fucked.” 

You barked out a short laugh to cover up any other embarrassing noise that came out of you, feeling the heat rush towards your face. Wooyoung smiled, but dropped it as he continued talking. 

“And the way you avoided him all week, I knew it wasn’t just sex.” He gulped hard, his throat bobbing. He sat up and turned towards you. “I know that you’re not an awful person. I know that you could actually be good for my mom. And if there was a possibility that he could work something out with you…” He looked down, his hand fidgeting with his shirt. “Then I had to make it happen.” 

This whole time, Wooyoung was just looking out for Seonghwa. He wanted his mom to be happy. And he knew you would do it. 

The gesture makes your heart swell, and tears almost come to your eyes. But then you giggled when you realized something else. Wooyoung looked up at you with confusion, and slight anger, but you couldn’t help but start laughing. 

“You’re a self appointed wingman for your mom?” 

And Wooyoung thought about it for a moment before his eyes lit up. “Holy shit, I guess I am.” 

And you both burst into laughter, laughing and wheezing so hard, you fell back on the couch and on the floor, holding your stomachs. 

Of course, the importance of Wooyoung’s words wasn’t lost on you. You’d finally had an answer, and it made you love Wooyoung more than you already did. He loved his mom so much, he was willing to be a wingman for him. And he decided to do it all on his own. 

Seonghwa didn’t ask him to. He wanted his mom to be happy, so he helped him out. 

You’d gotten so lucky finding such a wonderful person. 

You caught your breath and sat back up, wiping the tears that had formed in your eyes. Wooyoung did the same, still giggling a little bit. 

“That’s a new one,” you said, sighing. Wooyoung nodded, tilting his head back against the couch again, a big dopey smile on his face. 

As he did, you noticed the little bruise under his jaw. The one from last night. The one his “emergency” definitely gave him. You smirked as you finally had your chance to fuck with him. 

“So part of being a wingman is going and getting fucked by your friend?” You said bluntly. Wooyoung’s eyes flew open and let out a weird, choked noise. You threw your head back and laughed again. 

“How would you know that?!” Wooyoung demanded. 

“Maybe you should tell San to be more careful where he marks you.” 

Wooyoung’s whole face turned red in an instant. His hands flew up to his neck as he tried to cover where he thought the hickey was. You couldn’t help but keep laughing. 

It was small and unimportant, sure. But after Wooyoung left you stranded on a date with Seonghwa, the least you could do is call him out for his painfully obvious lie. 

And you were definitely going to tease San about it when you got back to college. 

Wooyoung had gone to bed early. The idea surprised you, but after your earlier conversation, you had an inkling of an idea why he would. 

Which left you and Seonghwa alone in the living room together, watching a movie that had recently come out, with you cuddling up to him and his arm around your shoulders. 

But as comfortable as you were, you couldn’t relax. Your heart was pounding against your chest, and that was all to do with what Seonghwa had chosen to wear that night. 

A silk lilac nightgown, that only went down to his mid thighs, with a slit all the way up to his hips. The edges were hemmed with lace, pretty flowery lace, and goddammit, you were losing your mind. 

Not to mention his hair being up in the ponytail again, fuck, he looked irresistible. 

None of this was helped by the way he was slowly dragging his fingertips up your spine over and over again, making shivers run all over your body and end between your thighs. 

And he knew it. Seonghwa knew you kept looking at him, and the way you were clinging onto him, and that your hand was so close to his exposed thigh. He smirked as he moved it closer, expecting you to be flustered and move away from him. 

But he was pleasantly surprised when you laid your hand on his thigh instead. A few seconds later, as you were still looking at the TV, he watched as you slowly dragged your hand up his thigh until the nightgown stopped you. You felt Seonghwa tense underneath you, and heard him gulp as you did. 

It was your turn to be bold. Confidence began to bloom inside you, and you slowly rubbed his inner thigh in response. He tensed underneath your hand, but let his legs fall open just a little bit more. You couldn’t help the smirk then. 

Your heart was thundering as you slipped your hand under the nightgown, inching closer and closer to his cock, which was already semi hard. Your touch did more than you thought. 

Seonghwa bit his lip, his brain going foggy, not even making sense of what was on the TV. He was only focused on your hand, your touch that was setting him on fire, and how he was internally screaming for you to keep going. 

“Jagiya,” he breathed, tightening his hold on you. You looked up at him and he was panting softly. You really affected him this much?

You didn’t bother responding, you simply brushed your fingertips against his growing hard on. A soft whimper left his lips as he finally closed his eyes, letting his head fall back against the couch. 

“Please, jagiya, don’t tease any longer.” 

You smirked and pulled your hand away, only to get up and sit on his lap, making him whimper again as you sat right on his cock. 

“Don’t you worry, Mommy. I’ll take care of you.”

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[euphemiaamillais]

being ‘roommates’ with snowjanus headcanons

cw: 18+//mentions of sex//mentions of violence//throuple goals <3//college au

you guys met at uni at a freshers party and they thought you were hot, but they didn’t want to seem too forward by hitting on you so you guys all became good friends

they had put out an ad for a roommate (living off campus was expensive) and you were looking for any excuse not to live in a tiny dorm

they were sad to find out that you had a boyfriend, because they both wanted you so bad

for a while they had a competition between the two of them to see which one of them could hold your attention for the longest time

they almost had a falling out with one another over both being interested in you

however, they reconciled the day that you found out your boyfriend was cheating on you and you let both of them have you

after that, threesomes became a regular occurrence

whether or not you were at a party, or lounging around at home, you always ended up coming one way or another when you were with the two of them

sejanus liked to treat you like his girlfriend, so he’d always bring you flowers or buy you expensive things if you pointed them out at the shops. being rich, he was able to spoil you

coryo thought it was a little much, considering you’d all established that it was a friends with benefits situation

not that any of you were sleeping with anyone else, you didn’t think you’d ever want to either seeing as you were so well satisfied by your boys

people would whisper at uni, finding it a little weird that you were so touchy with the both of them, but you didn’t care, you had them

coryo’s favourite thing was going down on each other at the same time—while you took his cock in your mouth, he’d sloppily eat your pussy

he loved the way you moaned against his cock as he made you cum, licking up your sweet juices

sejanus preferred to eat you out from behind as you tried to do your assignments, not giving up until he’d made you cum at least twice, in spite of your protests that you really needed to get your work done

sometimes the two of them would touch each other, and when you caught them you’d sit and watch, touching yourself to remind them that they were leaving you out, and it was awfully cruel to not let them have you

at parties you’d often sneak away and fuck each other in spare bedrooms, and on one occasion when you came out you saw their friend festus standing there

needless to say, he’d ended up with a black eye from coryo when he’d asked when it would be ‘his turn’ to have you, considering you let yourself be ‘shared around’ by coryo and sej

sometimes in classes you shared together, you’d tease them by rubbing your hand over their crotch, of course you were never daring enough to actually give them a handjob

but one day they decide to give you a bit of payback, and they both tease your cunt with their fingers, one of them rubbing at your clit while the other fingered you. you had to bury your head behind a textbook to avoid anyone seeing the way you were trying desperately not to cry out as they made you cum

you loved teasing them by sending pictures of yourself whether in lingerie that you’d picked out, or of you fucking yourself with your fingers

sometimes you’d even let them film you while you were fucking, your face buried into the mattress as they ploughed both your holes

your favourite video was of you sucking coryo’s dick, which you’d sent to sej one day when he was home visiting his parents. you were gagging around his cock as he thrust into you, while coryo teased you about how hard sej would be when he watched the video

the same time sej is away, you and coryo call him and he jerks off while coryo talks him through what he’s doing to you; ‘she’s so fucking tight sej, you wouldn’t believe how she looks right now, all fucked out and dumb on my cock.’ or ‘i filled her ass just for you sej, she kept complaining how much she missed having us both so i just couldn’t help myself’

making them go shopping with you and getting them to come in the changing rooms to ‘help you’ zip up your dress. needless to say, that usually ends with one of their cocks buried inside of you while you try to keep quiet

you also like trying on expensive lingerie and showing them, watching as they try their hardest to not get a boner in the middle of the shop

when you get home, they both decide to spend the entire evening seeing how far they can edge you, considering you decided to tease them so much while you were out. you end up begging, tears spilling down your cheeks as you clench around nothing—eventually, they let you finish, but only after a few hours of torturous fingering

you three would often play games with one another, for example you and sejanus might make coryo watch you two fuck, but refuse to let him touch himself, and see how he squirms and weeps, begging to wrap his hand around his cock

other times, coryo would get you to sit on sej’s cock but not move an inch, grinning at the sight of his friend trying his hardest not to thrust into you

you were very lucky, having two hot guys willing to do anything for you, and you were never short of satisfied, the boys making sure that you came at least once a day

and you wouldn’t have it any other way

[quimichi]

TW: obsessive behavior, stealing

SUMMARY: He couldn't take his eyes off you...why are you so...catching? So pretty to look at...Why do you have to have this beautiful soul...and why would he do anything for you?

CHARACTERS: SUB!Yandere x F!Reader

WORD COUNT: 854

*character in the picture: Yoshiki - The summer Hikaru died

¡! ❞ Akito always loved beautiful things. Since childhood he loved to watch the sunset or sunrise. His parents always had to stop their car when there was a rainbow so he could take a picture with his little kids toy camera. When he got older, he also hot into poetry. He found his mothers poetry book in the bookshelf before he could even understand half the words written there. He just knew those words and phrases must be pretty.

¡! ❞ All things fascinate him, because all things are beautiful in some way. So it wouldn't have been much of a surprise that when he sees you, he would fall hard.

¡! ❞ But...it was. There he was, standing his eyes almost popping out of his skull while he introduces himself to the class. He just moved here, everything i so new to him. There's so much to discover! But he had no idea he would discover love...discover you.

¡! ❞ He stared, directly at you, you saw and felt it. Normally, you'd think its really weird, cause it is. But since he appears so cute and innocent, you shake it off as a nervous fixation. Surely someone like him wouldn't be THAT weird. Wrong...

¡! ❞ The teacher decides the best place for him to sit, is the free place beside you. There are many more free seats, but you were one of the nicest in class, so your teacher figured it would be best if Akito sat beside you. Maybe you will even show him around? Introduce him to the new environment?

¡! ❞ So he sat down beside you, and immediately introduced himself, "Akito." He extends his hand, wanting you to shake it, and of course you place your hand in his...oh-your hand is...so warm? It feels nice against his skin. Your skin against his. Youe have really nice hands, with hands like these you MUST obviously do something. Art? Maybe you compose songs? Poetry maybe! "I know-!" you giggle as you shake his hand. Akito tilts his head, "Huh?...oh-i already introduced myself-!" He's a little ashamed, but he had worse situations. Your beauty is just...he doesn't know how to describe it, it caught him off guard a bit.

¡! ❞ "I'm Y/N, it's really nice to meet you." You shake his hand, you can't deny it, he's kinda cute. But the introduction was short lived because the lesson was about to start. While you were able to pay attention, Akito was not. He doesn't dislike school, but neither does he love it. Hes a pretty good student, he can pay attention. But rn the lesson is just bugging him the wrong way. It cut you off, you couldn't talk to him anymore...He wanted to hear more of your voice...what a shame, truly.

¡! ❞ But its ok, he can just sit there and learn about you! Oh, now he knows what those hands do. Your handwriting is pretty, the way that pen flows over the paper makes it look so elegant, so easy. You wouldn't pay much attention to it cause well, its not really important is it? Its just your handwriting. But Akito already memorized how each letter is written, connects with the other, how they look in combinations.

¡! ❞ You, again, notice his stare. And, again, you shake it off. You move your hand over and turn the paper into his vision, "there." You honestly just thought he wants to see your notes and maybe copy some of them. WHY DO YOU HAVE TO BE SO NICE??? Why is his heart pounding so much?? Is this love? No, it can't be you two just met??

¡! ❞ at the end of class he noticed how one of your pens mustve rolled off your table. Seems like you also didn't noticed...so you wouldn't notice if he would take it, right? You're so nice you wouldn't mind one pen less right? Its also the pen you took your notes with!...that means your warm soft hands touched it...pretty hands.

¡! ❞ Quickly he shoves it into his pocket before someone notices him and walks out right after you, following along like a lost puppy. You know where the next class is, so you don't mind. But he actually forgot about this fact and just wanted to follow you, because...well youre interesting. He keeps playing with the pen in his pocket, the material is nice. You must probably like the pen if you take notes with it. And he saw more of the same brand laying around on your desk. Is it your favorite brand? Should he buy you some?...Or do you have enough? Wait-why did you stop walki-

¡! ❞ He bumped into your back, or more specifically, your backpack. "Sorry-! I uh...didn't pay attention to where i was going..." You laugh it off, saying its ok while walking away to a friend.

¡! ❞ Odd...this feeling in his stomach, the sudden drop. Perhaps...jealousy? Is he truly jealous of your friend? Just because you walked over to them to talk to them instead of you? Cause your attention shifted?...

to be continued?

I realized I take waaay to long so--more parts? Was it even good???