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liaromancewriter · 2 years

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Missing You

Premise: When Max is away, Sienna finds herself feeling insecure and it leads to a surprising revelation.

Book: Open Heart (post series) Pairing: Sienna Trinh x Max Valentine (M!OC) Rating/Category: Teen. Fluff. Words: 1,800

A/N: I’ve been in a Maxenna drought lately, so I decided to re-read previous works for inspiration. Majority of my text and pic fics covered several months in their relationship, so there’s lots of potential to explore small moments that happen ‘off-screen’. This fic also inadvertantly aligned to prompt 1 & 2 of this list.

Submission for @choicesjuly2022challenge Day 9 prompt “nap” and to @choicesficwriterscreations Please Be Prompt week 1: fluff (in bold below).

The ticking of the clock in the middle of the night was loud against the quiet hum of appliances in the waterfront Georgetown apartment. The master bedroom was cast in darkness, shadows from the pale city lights outside barely visible on the walls.

Sienna Valentine née Trinh lay in bed and stared at the ceiling, her disquiet increasing with every passing minute. She turned her head right to stare at the empty space beside her, running one hand down cotton sheets that were cold from absence.

She missed him.

Max had been gone only two days and would be back the day after tomorrow. She had been without him for much longer before. But this time around the loneliness was agonizing and nothing she’d done in the last forty-eight hours had made a dent in it.

Sienna sighed deeply at the morose direction of her thoughts. She had been feeling out of sorts for days, if not weeks, but she had put that down to the lead up to their post-wedding reception a couple of weeks ago.

She fumbled for her phone on the bedside table, took it off the charger and held it up in front of her face. The screen lit up showing a lock screen with the time—2:00 AM—against the wallpaper displaying a selfie they’d taken together last year after she moved in.

Unlocking the phone, she opened the world clock app and checked the time difference to Reykjavik. Before she could overthink it, she switched over to the messaging app.

Sienna climbed out of bed and padded into the walk-in closet. There, she searched through his drawers and then changed out of her nightgown into a shirt that still carried his scent. A few minutes later, she was back in bed and tucked under the covers; she hugged his pillow and let sleep take her under.

Max Valentine bit back a yawn as the doors to the elevator slid open. With the time difference, it had already been a long day for him despite it being almost one o’clock in the afternoon here.

Rolling his bags behind him, he walked past his neighbor’s apartment and inserted the key into the front door. Closing the door, he quickly entered the code into the security panel before it started beeping.

He hung up his coat in the hallway closet, surprised to see Sienna’s red spring coat still hanging in its place. A mid-Spring cold snap had DC in its grip, and she wouldn’t have gone to work without a jacket.

Max hadn’t intended to come home early but Sienna’s texts this morning had worried him enough to change his plans. She didn’t sound like herself and despite her assertions that she was just tired, he suspected something more was at play here. He hadn’t been blind to the signs these last few weeks and wondered if she had noticed too.

Lost in thought, he headed down the hallway towards their bedroom and suddenly stopped when he saw Sienna sleeping on the living room couch; a light-blue afghan that her grandmother had knitted tangled around her feet. She was lying on her side, hands tucked under the cushion, her hair in a braid falling to the side.

He smiled when he saw she was wearing one of his button-down shirts, the sleeves rolled up and the material slightly dwarfing her petite frame.

An overwhelming feeling of love arose as he crouched beside the couch and lightly ran the back of his hand across her cheek. He watched her breathing change as she started to awake, her eyelids fluttering before slowly drifting open.

“That’s it, Si,” he said, amused at how her brows furrowed in resistance. “Come on, love. Time to wake up.”

“Max?” Her voice was gruff and then it cleared as her whiskey-colored eyes flew open in awareness. “Max!”

Sienna scrambled to sit up on the couch even as her arms stretched outward to encircle the back of his neck. He braced one hand and slowly got off the floor, standing upright to enfold her in his arms.

“I love your hugs.” She breathed deep, her face tucked into the crook of his neck and legs wrapped around his hips. “I can’t believe you’re here!”

“I was worried about you,” he said, tightening his hold.

She lifted her head from his shoulder, eyes intent as they bore into his. “I know I should be upset that you had to cut your trip short because of me, but I’m not. Right now, even one more day without you felt unbearable.”

Instead of saying anything, he angled his head to close the distance between them, his lips nudging hers until she parted them for him. The kiss deepened, the heat between them intensifying as her tongue tangled with his and her moans egged him on.

All too soon the kiss ended, and he rested his forehead against hers as they panted to catch their breath. She laughed. “Welcome home.”

Max chuckled and swooped down to place a swift kiss on her lips.

A short while later, Sienna was curled up on his lap as they cuddled on the couch. Max was telling her about his trip after she’d asked him some questions about it. She wasn’t listening to the words, content to just hear the sound of his voice above her.

From the expression on his face earlier, she knew that he wanted to talk about her texts from last night. But he was letting her set the pace. If she was honest, she didn’t know how to explain it. If there was one thing she was sure of it was that he loved her. So, her insecurities didn’t make any sense.

Tears leaked from the corner of her eyes; she knew he could feel them dampen his shirt. She glanced up and realized he’d stopped talking, watching her instead with a considering look in his green eyes.

“Ready to talk about last night?”

She nodded and then shifted her position to face him as she straddled his thighs.

“I am so sorry about what I said.” She linked and unlinked her fingers in a nervous gesture. “I can’t explain it, but my emotions are all over the place these days. Yesterday, I cried for half an hour after watching one of those IKEA commercials. It was a good thing I was at home otherwise…”

She trailed off, shrugging the unfinished thought away.

“Is that why you didn’t go to work today?” he asked.

“No, I wasn’t feeling well this morning, so I called in sick,” she explained. “Between throwing up after a crappy shrimp pasta last night and a sleepless night, I was feeling wiped out. I don’t even remember lying down on the couch, let alone taking a nap.”

“I see.”

“What?” she said, eyes narrowing as he continued to watch her. “Why are you looking at me like that?”

For a minute she thought he might not answer, but then his hands framed her face and he peered into her eyes, a soft smile hovering on his lips.

“Do you remember when we went to brunch last weekend and you complained about how bad the coffee was at the restaurant?”

“It was disgusting,” she frowned, remembering how she had wanted to throw up after taking a few sips.

He hmphed. “And the coffee beans we use at home—ones that you absolutely love—were stale even though we just picked up a fresh batch?”

“It happens more often than you think,” she argued, eyebrows snapping together in annoyance at the direction of this conversation. “You’d know that if you actually drank coffee.”

“Please,” he scoffed. “I grew up with a notorious coffee snob. My knowledge of both tea and coffee is unrivaled. Anyway.”

He continued hurriedly when it looked like she might interrupt again. “You’ve been tired for weeks, and it had very little to do with preparations for our post-wedding reception. Today wasn’t the first time I’ve caught you taking a nap at odd times of the day. And your recent aversion to coffee, among other things, was just one more piece of the puzzle. Care to guess the answer?”

He saw recognition dawn in her eyes and then her jaw dropped in shock. She pushed herself off the couch and stood towering above him, arms akimbo. “I am NOT pregnant.”

“You sure about that?” He stood up too.

“I know my cycle, Max,” she muttered even as she mentally calculated dates. She wanted to check the app on her phone but didn’t want to give him the satisfaction. “Anyway, we’re careful.”

She blushed when he gave her a look that made her realize how absurd she sounded. She was a doctor, a pediatrician at that, and knew more than most that no protection was completely foolproof.

“There’s an easy way to know for sure,” he proposed.

Feeling cornered, Sienna reached up to stab her fingers into her hair, eyes darting everywhere in panic at the thoughts crowding her brain.

“Hey.” He must have sensed her distress because he gently pulled her into his embrace. “Si, relax. We don’t have to do anything right now if you don’t want to. It’s your body and you know what’s happening inside better than anyone.”

She nodded into his chest, holding back tears that weren’t far from the surface. She did know her body and she was very much afraid that he might be right. How could she have missed the signs? Some doctor she was.

By unspoken agreement, they left the topic alone for the rest of the day. Since he’d wrapped up everything on the flight home, he was free for the rest of the day. Sienna took advantage of the situation by dragging him to their bed.

Still, their earlier conversation lingered in the back of her head, and she woke up in the middle of the night with a vague feeling of uneasiness. Her hands cradled her flat belly and she absently wondered if there was already life forming inside her.

Perhaps they were better off knowing after all, she thought. She could pick up a home pregnancy test on her way back from work. Or maybe make an appointment with their primary care physician. Either way, now that he’d put the idea in her head she had to know.

She nestled closer to Max, tilting her head back to check if he was still asleep. His closed eyes and even breathing assured her that he was. Taking comfort from his presence, she shut her eyes and willed herself to sleep.

Her last thought before she drifted off was that she couldn’t be pregnant. And she would take great pleasure in proving a certain future CEO wrong when the test came back negative.

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A/N 2: The text message below was originally published at the end of New Experiences, so this fic takes place the day before. The ‘clues’ were there. 😉

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mahavirdental · 1 year

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Dental Surgeon in Petlad: A Comprehensive Guide for Anand Residents

Good oral health is essential for leading a healthy and comfortable life. With the rise of dental problems and issues, the demand for dental surgeons has increased in recent years. Petlad, a city in Gujarat, is known for providing excellent dental treatments and has a good number of Dental Surgeons who cater to the needs of patients from Anand and nearby areas.

In this blog post, we will explore the role of a dental surgeon in Petlad and the services they offer, along with a FAQ section to help you make informed decisions regarding your dental health.

What is a Dental Surgeon? A dental surgeon is a professional who specializes in diagnosing, treating, and preventing various dental problems. Dental surgeons undergo extensive training and education in dentistry and have the knowledge and skills required to perform a range of dental procedures, including extractions, implants, fillings, and root canal treatments.

What Services Do Dental Surgeons Offer in Petlad? 1. General Dentistry: General dentistry covers routine dental treatments like cleanings, fillings, extractions, and oral exams. These procedures help maintain good oral health and prevent future dental problems. 2. Cosmetic Dentistry: Cosmetic dentistry includes treatments like teeth whitening, veneers, and braces that improve the appearance of your teeth. These procedures are performed to enhance your smile and boost your confidence. 3. Implant Dentistry: Implant dentistry involves replacing missing teeth with artificial ones that look, feel, and function like natural teeth. Implant treatments are a popular option for those who have lost teeth due to injury, decay, or gum disease. 4. Orthodontics: Orthodontics involves the use of braces and other dental appliances to straighten crooked teeth and improve bite issues. Orthodontic treatments can help improve the overall appearance of your teeth and reduce the risk of developing dental problems. 5. Root Canal Therapy: Root canal therapy is a procedure that is performed when a tooth is infected or damaged. The treatment involves removing the damaged or infected pulp, cleaning and filling the canal, and then placing a crown over the tooth to protect it.

FAQs About Dental Surgeons in Petlad 1. What are the qualifications of a dental surgeon in Petlad? A dental surgeon in Petlad must have a Bachelor of Dental Surgery (BDS) degree from a recognized dental college and must be registered with the Dental Council of India.

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animeangel21 · 2 years

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hi so I just read ur Ran Incubus fanfic and can I just say I love it!! ur fanfics are amazing. If u don’t mind could u right a Incubus sanzu x reader fanfic it’s fine if u can’t I totally understand.

tysm <3

THE INCUBUS WITH SCARRED LIPS.

MINORS DNI 18+

INCUBUS!SANZU X FEMALE READER

Summary: After you were kicked out your parents house at age 20 for being a “delinquent” when in reality you were being independent but you were a good kid and they were dramatic, you moved to an apartment by yourself and it already had an off feeling to it.But, what peaked your curiosity was nobody ever stayed there long and women who often bought the apartment requested a change after weeks sometimes days.

You had no other options and what was so bad right? You could do what you couldn’t now without someone looking over your shoulder.. or at least that’s what you thought.

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This work contains dark content and the following: swearing, smoking, explicit description of smut,blood, teasing, dub con/ non con, stalking, sanzu being a creep of course, masturbation, dry humping, oral, choking, spitting, spanking, face slapping/ impact play, bondage.

If I forgot anything then oh well…

Sweat was already beading on your forehead, even though the weather was quite nice today. You had to finish moving all the boxes in so you could eat and catch up on some things before you had to go to bed and work in the morning.

Your parents had been upset due to the fact that you’d work starting at 8am and would sometimes work till 7pm or 8pm with no lunch or breaks then come home exhausted or you’d go out with friends after wards and come home late at 11pm sometimes midnight.

You were never a bad kid, you were a good student when you were in school , from what they assumed you never did any sort of drugs and you really didn’t drink unless you were out drinking socially. You never talked back and for some reason you wanting to act like a normal 20 year old was an issue for them, so your mother allowed your step father to kick you out and told you to pack your shit and leave. You stayed with your best friend for almost a year and a half while paying half her rent and saving money, found a cheap apartment which was one of the last units available and without telling your parents you packed all your things while they worked and left the house leaving not a single trace of yourself behind besides the family photos on the wall.

They came home to an empty bedroom and all your personal belongings, hygiene products, and even the dishes and food you got missing from the house and they were shocked.

You grabbed some of the last boxes from your car and thanked your best friend who had your bed frame and mattress all in your room set up.

“Thanks for helping me out on such short notice, I don’t know how to repay you.” You said and she smiled.

“Y/n you don’t have to pay me back I know what it feels like to have this happen plus, if you ever wanna pay me back we could go out to that club in Roppongi and have a couple drinks” she said unpacking some boxes already.

You laughed and plugged the speaker up in the kitchen. “ you know I would love to go out when I’m not working close to 60 hours a week. But I’m always off Saturdays early so it sounds like a plan to me.”

You placed a backpack on your bed that had some things inside that you definitely kept hidden from your parents. You were a pot head having weed, carts, multiple pens and a bowl shoved deep in an old backpack and in your closet.

You walked back into the kitchen and connected your phone to the speaker and clicking you playlist to unpack the new place.

The only kind of furniture the place came with was major appliances such as an over the counter microwave and fridge, you had saved money working so much you had bought a nice dark gray living room set, lamps, and your biggest investment was the large vanity in the bedroom and the wall mount for your tv you had bought living at your parents place. The apartment was mostly set up by the time your best friend left to go see her sneaky link.

You fell down on to the freshly made bed, the room was eerie, even with the LED lights you put up and horror movie posters you hung around the room to bring some sort of personality to the white walls.

You opened the bedside table that had the drugs in it and pulled out the bowl you packed and went out on the balcony that was in the living room.

You made sure none of your neighbors were out and the streets were pretty empty as well so you had little to worry about.

Why was it that people didn’t like this place? It seemed only a bit eerie but that’s what you expect living alone. The manager had told you that people have up and left the apartment or requested a change of apartments after a few DAYS. They claim feeling as if they’re being watched, women claimed they were touched in their sleep, men cut and bruised, strange bruising all over the body especially the thighs of women.

You laughed at the thoughts. “I wish someone would fucking touch me so they can get stabbed.” You thought aloud.

The scars on Haruchiyo’s face stretched when he smiled creepily looking at your form sitting on the balcony. He Finally found someone worth his time, when he heard that someone rented the apartment next to his that he had cursed in order to feed himself. As an incubus he rarely came across someone who was probably crazy enough to kill someone as he was, and he’s killed and tortured his fair share of individuals especially working for such a known criminal organization. Not only that but he’s drained so many women and men of their energy all by fucking them and feeding into their sexual desires.

As an incubus he needed to feed off of it, he wanted it all the time and his new mission was sitting on the porch getting blazed out of her mind and was completely naïve to what was about to occur while staying here, oh it made his sick head buzz thinking about how long you’d stay and how long he could fuck with you till you cried back to mommy and daddy.

You decided to head back inside and as you were heading to your bedroom there was a knock at the door. You furrowed your eyebrows together and walked to the door and you looked through the peep hole and could see a man with a pink mullet and Diamond scars on the corners of his lips standing at your door looking rather bored and his eyes red clearly he was high off something.

“Who is it!?” You said loudly and he put on his best act and already aware that you were watching him.

“Uh.. I’m haruchiyo, I’m your neighbor. Sorry to bother this late just wanted to welcome you and if you ever need anything I’m right next door..” he scratched the back of his head and looked around.

Now you felt like an asshole everyone thought you were. You opened the door and looked up at the taller man with a slight smile. “I’m y/n l/n, sorry if I came off so aggressive that was never my intention haruchiyo.”

“It’s okay, I know how that is. A lot of people say I come off the same way too all the time. But, please don’t apologize. Nice to meet you y/n” he gave you a hand and you shook it slightly shivering at the coolness of the rings on his fingers.

“Much appreciated. Vice versa, if you ever need anything please stop by.” You said and he bowed politely. “I will thank you y/n, I’ll take my leave cause it’s pretty late” and with that he walked away and you looked at the back of his head, his suit was tailored so nicely and fit him well, shiny black shoes that were clearly expensive, and his scent kinda lingered, the smell was intoxicating and definitely would make any woman drop her panties.

You shut your door softly, and locked both locks on the door and made sure to lock the balcony up before shutting all the lights off and going to your bedroom.

You had taken a shower, did your skin care and hair routine, changed into a oversized sweater with some panties and laid in bed. You were exhausted and high and sleeping was going to be so much easier now without having to hear your parents bitch and complain.

The room felt uncomfortably cold suddenly forcing you to retreat across the room and turn the heater on and make sure the air was off and it was.

You got under the covers and turned to your side and fell into a deep sleep. Your sleeping figure was all sanzu saw while stalking towards your figure like he was a tiger stalking it’s next meal. He groaned at your lack of bottoms, He could absolutely ruin you in seconds without a bit of remorse.

Your body felt stuck, you looked around and all you could see was the darkness of wherever you were and what looked like a door. You walked towards it and when you opened it you could see your own apartment. A pink haired figure was sat on your couch. “Haruchiyo? Wh-what are you doing here?”

“Hm? You invited me? Come sit.” And he patted next to him. You were in his line of sight and he snatched you by the waist and sat you on his lap facing him. His smell was so overwhelming already his expensive cologne, a fresh smelling body wash hinted as well, his breath was like holding a lighter to your neck it was burning your hot skin.

“You’re so nervous now, don’t be doll.” His big hands around your waist pulled you closer and his fingertips were able to touch on the small of your back.

Your lower half rubbed against something hard in his pants.” Oh? You felt that? Feel what you’re doing t’ me”

You were stuck. Your head was buzzing, you were probably visibly shaking in his lap. He grabbed your hips pushing you down harder and a moan of his name slipped out. You fell forward and braced yourself with your hand on his shoulders, your hips grinding themselves down onto his.

“Dirty little girl, you like dry humping me like a slut?”

Reality hit you and you found yourself waking up in a sweat and alot of moisture between your legs.

Why. That’s the only thing going through your brain. Why the hell are you thinking about your very hot neighbor who you just met HOURS AGO!

You let out an irritated breath and threw the covers off to take care of this issue yourself.

You slipped off your underwear and started to rub your clit in slow circles. You let a small moan slip from your lips and for some odd reason you could close your eyes and still smell his cologne. Your stomach felt tighter. You thought about what it could’ve escalated to, how it would finally feel to have something stretch you out so well after so many years.

You rubbed harder and quicker till you reached that high and covered your mouth to stop yourself from possibly being loud. You rode it out and slowly got out of bed to clean yourself up and laid back down to go back to bed.

Sanzu knew he had to go do a job but fuck he wanted to break into your apartment and fuck you stupid till you babble nothing but his name.

He sighed loudly and decided to get the job done and over with so he could come back by a certain time to put a small plan into motion.

He walked out the door, into the elevator and his index finger on his left hand twitched rapidly. He was ready to get his jobs done and get back for once in a long time.

Some hours later

“Sanzu, why are you so eager to leave today?” Ran smirked at him while he watched Mikey’s meeting from a distance even if they were only talking and had been close for some time now he trusted nobody around mikey.

“Cause I have someone else to take care of.” He said with a smirk on his face.

“Did the psycho finally find himself a toy?” Rindou said walking over and sanzu just smirked.

“No. What I do is nobodies business, so mind your own”

Ran and Rindou knew he was either going to kill,torture, or fuck someone after this.

You on the other hand are waking up and getting ready for your day. 6:00am is what your clock read and you were showered and doing your hair and make up to go to work.

You ate a small breakfast and had coffee before you got dressed and threw on a cropped black sweater, light blue jeans and some black sneakers and grabbed your keys before heading out.

You could practically smell Haruchiyos cologne as you locked your front door and you were greeted by him entering his apartment.

“Good morning haruchiyo, we’re you just getting home?” You said and he shut his door and looked at you through his pink bangs.

“I work nights occasionally. It’s a very big organization I work for doll.” He let the nickname roll off his tongue and smiled slightly.

“O-oh, that’s nice, we’ll get some rest I’m sure you’re tired” you smiled and cursed yourself mentally for stuttering.

“Let me walk you to your car, these guys are creeps they’ve been in the parking lot all morning.” He placed his hand on the small of your back and lead you down the hallway.

You allowed him to lead you down the hall, and out the front doors and to your all black 2022 Nissan Altima.

“I carry knives on me to be safe of course.” You said with a smile and and he laughed slightly.

“Invest in a gun and I’ll teach you to shoot it sweets.” He said looking down at you with his piercing blue eyes that made you absolutely melt.

“Sounds like a deal. I’ll see you later haru-”

“Call me sanzu or Haru works too” he smiled and winked at you before walking away and once his back was to you you could see the black gun in the waist band of his slacks behind his back. All you could do was let your mind wonder and shook those thoughts off before heading to your job.

“Stop y/n. Bad thoughts,bad thoughts!”

Sanzu just walked away smirking and knew he already had you wrapped around his finger.

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You got home a little after 7pm and put your things away and fell onto your couch because after working since 8 in the morning you were exhausted and starving.

A knock on your door had you getting up and you deeply sigh and saw sanzu and smiled opening up the door.

“great you’re here, I was wondering if you wanted to come over cause not only do I have a gift for you but, I made dinner.” He said with a smile and your stomach growled the minute he said dinner. He was dressed in a black sweater and black sweatpants and you could see the gold chain around his neck tucked in and his hair was in a ponytail allowing you to see the piercings that littered his ears.

“Oh, yeah I’d love to. Plus you didn’t have to get me anything haru.” He rolled his eyes and you laughed. “I just came from work so let me change and I will be right over”

“Alright see ya in a bit doll” he walked back over to his apartment and you shut the door and went to your bedroom to change out your work clothes.

You slipped on some black shorts and a Friday the 13th tee shirt that was slightly oversized and slipped shoes on before walking out the door and locking it behind you.

You slipped your phone into the waistband of your shorts and knocked on his door.

His intoxicating smell welcomed you and his hair was down once again. “Welcome, make yourself comfortable y/n”

“Wow.. sorry that was loud but wow.” His some was nice, he was definitely OCD, everything was spotless and nothing seemed out of place, it smelled strongly of his cologne, linen, and whatever he had been making.

“Come eat. Let me hear a bit about you and what you do to work such long hours.” He placed a bowl of ramen at the table and you placed your keys in the holder next to his.

“Thank you. Well, what do you want to know about my very boring life haru.” You said with a slight smile and started eating.

“Tell me anything and I can tell you something. Not cliché shit like 21 questions but more like 21 facts till we are tire of each other’s presence” he said while eating as well.

“Well, I work for a small company and I manage their sales department. It’s a great job, pays good enough for me, long hours but, I get shit done.” You ate and sipped on the water bottle he gave you.

“Ya know every company needs a good salesman especially one that can read body language, facial expressions, and know what makes people buy. But, I work for a pretty big organization right under the big boss. Pretty good pay and I never have an issue with keeping employees in check.”

“Sounds like ya kill people for a living” you joked and that comment made him laugh. “No, I wouldn’t hurt a fly dear. Although I have to fire people daily if things aren’t done correctly cause it requires organizational skills and having common sense.” He said taking both your bowls and binging over some cleaner and some napkins to clean off the table.

God if only you knew what and who you were speaking to.

“I know, I have had to before. I have major OCD due to my parents and I never could stand any type of disorganization personally” you stated as You took it from his hands and sprayed a generous amount and wiped it down, including the sides of the tables.

“So, your parents made you move out or was that your own decision? You don’t have to answer that if it’s too much” you scoffed and giggled at him.

“Nah, I have no filter which is why I don’t leave my house. But, they kicked me out before I turned 21 And I stayed with my best friend for almost the past 2 years and now I’m here. They said I was too ‘independent’ my step father was a real dick and said I was partying and drinking but that was never the case unless they knew I was out. I smoked but they never knew that.”

“Sounds like shit if I’m honest. But, you weren’t a terrible kid, could’ve been like me, fighting, in a gang at a young age, of course I would drink, smoke, go out, fight, almost get arrested but I’ve somewhat changed my ways.” He started to wash the dishes and you followed him.

“I would fight a lot in school, did pretty bad except for some classes but I passed with decent grades, skipped out on college. But, my step dad pushed me so hard for everything and it drove me away from them so I worked more hours to avoid going home.”

“Sounds like an asshole to me.” He said and you rolled your eyes. “Tell me about it, my mother would sit back and watch it all happen and guilt trip me in the end to forgive him.”

Sanzu finished the dishes and dried his hands and placed his hand on the small of your back to lead you to the living room.

“ wait here while I get something.” You sat down on the couch and he walked away returning with a box and a bag.

“I know you smoke so I got you some good stuff from someone I know personally.” He said and sat down watching as you opened the box. He watched your facial features and body language.

He got you a gun,similar to the one he had. Only this one had your name carved into it with white lettering. “These are great gifts Haru, thank you so much.” you said and closed the box placing it on the table.

“ It’s no problem, I feel like every pretty girl should have one to be safe.”

“oh so you buy all pretty girls a gun?” You tease with a smile.

“I do not! Only myself cause I am pretty if I do say do myself” he said making you laugh.

His scars on his face only made your mind wonder to how he got them but, obviously that’s a personally boundary you didn’t wanna cross.

“Wanna touch them? It doesn’t hurt I’ve had them since I was a kid” he said and your eyes widened.

“I-oh,s-sorry I wasn’t intentionally staring, they’re kinda cool and unique I’m not gonna lie.” You said and he laughed.

“I used to cover them up but, an old friend told me it was okay not to. Please I don’t mind at all.” He then realized how close y’all actually sat to each other and his plan seemed to fall into place a bit more every moment.

You fingers were soft against his scarred skin, you made sure to tread lightly cause of the acrylic set you had with the pink designs. He didn’t know if he wanted to scoff at you or fuck you cause of how you touched him.

“You cocky bastard you are pretty..” you mumbled loud enough for him to hear and smiled.

“Am I? I couldn’t tell.” His voice vibrated against your finger tips while he spoke and it send a shiver down your spine and to your core causing you to pull your fingers away slowly.

His inside burned with desire he wanted to take you right now, every way possible, and show you just how pretty he can be while he’s fucking you absolutely stupid. He knew exactly what he was doing. That weed he gave you was laced with his own pheromones, he’d make sure you were giving him full access to your mind so he could play it smart enough to lure you in and you weren’t gonna escape like several others had.

“You have a ton of tattoos care to share a story or two while we smoke?” He said getting up and taking your hand and standing you up leading you out onto the balcony, again with his hand on the small of your back.

“Sure, I love talking about my teenage rebellion” you said somewhat sarcastic and laughed.

He looked at you and could see that you were littered in tattoos from behind your neck and ears all the way to your ankles.

“Which one was first?” He said sitting down and you sat next to him on the couch he had out there as he was lighting up the blunt and taking a hit.

“Well, on Friday the 13th when I was 19 I went out and I got Freddy Kruger and Jason voorhees. I literally got my ass whooped after that but I didn’t care cause it was worth it.”

“Mom wasn’t happy about it?” He said passing the blunt to you and you laughed before taking your hit and you shook your head. “My mom didn’t care cause she understood I was an adult already plus I already had piercings. My step father was the one who was pissed and beat my ass.”

“What kind of psycho puts his hands on a kid whose not his at that a woman too.” He said confused and definitely ready to find him and end his life.

“I don’t know. He had done it all my life and again my mom did nothing about it. So as I got older he stopped caring and I continued to get more and more cause there was nothing that was gonna stop me.” You said with a smile on your face.

“Alright, what was your most recent one?” He asked and you took a hit and passed the blunt back and lifted your shirt to show the Nine tail fox seal tattooed on your stomach.

“It’s healed for the most part, I just got it about a month before I moved.” You touched the tattoo and his eyes lingered as he gave that same look like he wanted to touch it like you did his scars.

“You can touch it, it might feel a bit weird due to it healing still.”

His fingers lightly touched the skin that was a bit rough in some areas but overall healed nicely. He wasn’t thinking how it would feel to touch it but how it would look with his cum all over it or maybe his dick making it bulge a bit from the inside.

It almost felt like your skin was burning where his fingers touched the sensitive skin of your stomach. To say you weren’t having inappropriate thoughts or soaking your panties right now would be a lie. Trust and believe sanzu knew cause he could smell it since you were inside sitting on his couch touching his scars.

“Which one hurt the most? Or did none of them hurt and you’re secretly a masochist?” He said laughing and taking a couple hits then blowing the smoke in your direction.

“I am human after all.” Your smart ass remark made him laugh. “ but they weren’t all that bad, the worse one to sit through was my back and shoulders. I have angel wings on my back and they cover most of it including my shoulders.” You said and took the blunt from his outstretched hand.

“I smell a masochist. I endured piercings for the most part of my life.” He said showing you his ears and cartilage.

“I’ve done both and I still am on the verge of passing out every time I see needles.” You said and you both continued to talk inside his apartment for about 2 more hours till you decided it was late and had to still shower and get ready for work tomorrow.

Whatever you smoked with him was actually good , it gave you a great high and you couldn’t help but feel way more attracted to him.

You laid your head back staring up at his ceiling as he did and watched as he popped two pills in his mouth. You didn’t question him but rather watched his his Adam’s apple bobbed up and down when he swallowed.

It was hot in here.

You hadn’t even realized you’d been staring so hard and sanzu was staring right back.

“You my dear have a staring problem.” He smirked as your face turned red after being caught once again.

“Y-yeah I zoned out big time.” You said and looked away.

“Keep looking at me like that and I might have to stick my tongue down your throat” your eyes got wide and he was side eyeing you with a smirk on his face.

You felt this spark of boldness take over and looked away and nodded your head slowly. “Don’t make empty threats Haru.” You state boldly not sure what possessed you do say so.

Wrong move.

He turned his body enough to allow his hand to wrap around your exposed throat and his fingers pressed into the sides of your neck as he pulled you into a rough kiss and squeezed your neck tighter making your jaw slack so he could respectfully tongue your mouth.

Your hands found their way into his hair and soon enough he had you laying on his couch. His hand gave a harder squeeze to your throat and he swallowed up the moan you let out.

He pulled away and his breath was burning the skin of your neck. He got closer to your ear and licked the shell before sucking your earlobe. “Cmon y/n, tell me how bad you want me.” His words rang in your ears.

“S-so bad..” your voice shook when you said those words and he smirked against your ear and you could feel your eyes shutting from the pressure around your throat and couldn’t stop thinking that you just made out with a lunatic and now you were going to die at his hands horny and sexually frustrated.

“Aw, you’re so obedient, what happen to that bold little girl from a few minutes ago huh?” His grip let up a bit allowing you to take in very little breaths of air.

He placed a searing kiss on your neck underneath your ear and you bit your lip so you wouldn’t moan and that only seemed to make him angry so he tightened his grip once again making you gasp..

You gasped for air and only then did you realize you were in your own bed? Your alarm was going off and you were sweating and gasping for air as if you had actually almost been choked close to death.

You stopped the alarm and looked at your bedside table seeing sanzus gifts and you couldn’t even remember coming home or how you get here.

You looked out the window and it was slightly dark out and raining pretty hard.

You saw a message as well on your phone from an unknown number and unlocked your phone to read it.

Hey, it’s Sanzu you fell asleep on my couch so I carried you over to your place cause I had to work but I had fun. See you soon!

“Fuck..” your heart was beating fast, you wanted to consider calling out of work so you could sleep but had to get up, do your routine, and get to work on time.

You did your routine, ate breakfast and had your coffee, and grabbed your keys which were placed on the hook neatly.

As you stepped out you opened the umbrella you had and from your peripheral vision could see the same guys sanzu had been talking about eyeing you down and whispering to one another.

You rolled your eyes and walked over, got in your car, locked the doors and drove off.

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Your boss had sent you home a bit early giving you enough time to beat some bad weather that was coming your way and she knew you had about a 20 min drive going home.

You drove and the rain seemed heavier and you sighed in traffic and knew you’d be home close to about 7:30pm regardless.

You arrived and you grabbed your umbrella and started heading inside but, the feeling of someone watching you was absolutely insane.

You were probably being paranoid or maybe it was one of those guys that was hanging in the parking lot. You turned and saw nobody directly behind you so you walked quickly inside and could see one guy walk in right after you and you could cry but you wouldn’t.

He stopped in the lobby farther behind you clearly watching you, acting like he was texting and you could tell he was watching to see what floor you got off on so he could follow you. You played it smart and went to a floor below yours and once the elevator stopped you ran for the stairs knowing it would take him a while to get to the 7th floor.

Once you arrived you knocked on sanzus door panicked and prayed he was home.

The door finally opened once you heard the footsteps on the stairs getting closer from down the hall.

“I-I-I’m being followed.” You stuttered out and he pulled you inside immediately and grabbed his gun off the counter and walked right out the door.

“Listen, do not open this door at all unless I tell you to. I would hate for you to see this.”

With that he was gone. And his door shut and you were on his couch with shaking hands and your heart pounding against your chest.

Was he gonna kill him?

Maybe it’s just to scare him. You wouldn’t assume the worse about him. But, within a few minutes there was a knock. You froze. “Y/n it’s me Haru” he said and you went to the door and unlocked it.

He slipped inside and he placed the gun on the counter. He told you he’d just scared the guy off and could see how bad you were shaking.

“It’s okay, you’re okay.” He held you tightly to his chest and you hugged him tight taking in that god damn cologne he wears.

“Here sit and I’ll get you a change of clothes, you’re gonna stay here, take a shower, I swear I’ll be back I’m gonna check your apartment.”

You could only nod your head and he walked into his bedroom. He shut the door and while he said he was ‘getting you clothes’ he was actually watching the camera he’d set up in his living room.

You were a nervous wreck, your right leg bounced up and down and he knew that smell of cologne which really was his draw for women was working cause you crossed your legs and looked absolutely stressed.

He came back with a sweater most likely too big for you and a pair of sweatpants.

“If you want to come with me to grab under garments you can but stay behind me.”

You nodded knowing you need them and he grabbed the gun off the counter top and your keys in his hand and walked over.

While he walked in front of you through your apartment, you held onto the back of his sweater he wore tightly afraid of losing where he’s going even if he was turning all the lights on.

“alright it’s all clear in here. Go ahead.” He said and waited outside your door while you grabbed a pair of panties and some other hygienic products in a small bag before shutting the lights off and leaving.

You showered as he made dinner for you both and he may have added some incubi blood for lust and some other drug to have you dizzy enough to make this easier and you’d forget the worse part of the night and he’d be able to mold that pretty little head in the morning, into yours to really seal the deal on what was coming tonight.

He couldn’t wait any longer your scent, your voice, now this? All was driving him insane and you being this close in his space was enough to have him finally claim you tonight. If not he’d probably kill someone tonight, again.

“Haru? The pants didn’t fit I folded them. They’re on the bed.” For the love of Lucifer, he thought he was going to die right now. You standing in his dining room with only his sweater on and he knows you have a black thong on underneath, he was going to absolutely fuck the shit out of you.

“That’s fine if you get cold let me know and I can get you some from your place.” He placed your dinner on the table.

You both talked about your day as you ate and you ate all your food before he did and could see how often you’d fidget around.

“You okay? You seem extra fidgety today.”

“Yeah, I just..my anxiety is still up there from earlier.” Your face was a bit red and he took your plates and washed them while putting them on the drying rack he couldn’t help but smirk to himself while you were on the couch after wiping the table down. He won’t lie and say he wasn’t staring at your ass the entire time you did.

He sat by you on the couch and wrapped his arm around your shoulder and your head fell on his shoulder as you felt a bit drowsy.

“My head fuckin hurts.” You said trying not to squint too much due to the tv and light.

“I know doll. You’ll feel fine in a bit” sanzu said looking down and he could see how your face changed and you seemed confused.

“You know? What’s that mean?” You could feel his gaze and the energy in the room felt dark, heavy.

“Trust me. You’ll know soon. Wanna hear something crazy?”

“Yeah, sure..” your thoughts were scrambled and you could feel sanzu leaning closer to you.

“A very long time ago I almost died. Crazy experience actually. Anyway she was a rando and somehow got me alone, I thought she just wanted some action and that was it but no, she quite literally sucked the life out of me that day till I was on the verge of death, and to ‘avenge her brother’ whom I killed, she took my soul and turned me into a incubus. This was so many years ago and I’m stuck like this now. But, I was already fucking and killing people before that.” Your face was pale and his thumb grazed your cheek as you continued to listen.

“Now, I’ve been here. That little apartment you rent I cursed so many years ago. I’ve been the cause of them moving, transferring, the stories are true. The bruises on the thigh and legs. Yeah I did it. And here you came along, as Naïve to your surroundings as any other person on the streets and as sweet as ever.”

“So am I dying today?” You mumbled still not able to think properly and you felt so turned on at the wrong moment. We’re you really that sick in the head?

“That’s your choice. Tell me you want me again, moan my name like you did, tell me how you rubbed your cute little pussy to the thought of me fucking you.”

“I- I want you. But, I wanna go home. It shouldn’t have happen like this..” you wanted to tell him you hate him. You wanted to be scared and angry. And you were but you felt stuck you couldn’t move nor focus properly with the buzzing in your head and between your legs.

“You know too much now. Why would I let you leave? You’ll go back to your apartment and play with that little cunt all by yourself again and who knows, you might end up having so much energy drained that you just die..” he held you jaw tightly in his fingers and you were forced to look at him.

“Be a good girl and do as I say y/n.” He said sternly his tone only had you slightly more aroused.

“I-I can’t do this Haru. Please don’t” his grip was tighter and he just seemed annoyed with you.

“You will. And if you don’t there are unfortunate circumstances that follow.” He released your jaw and picked you up from the couch and while carrying you with one arm led you to his bedroom.

You landed on the neatly made bed and he straddled your hips and removed his sweater revealing a tattoo you had become familiar with because of news outlets and scars from fighting as well.

Was the gun in the waistband of his pants was the unfortunate circumstance you would meet if you denied him? You obviously wished this occurred under different conditions.

“Cmon princess, you didn’t hesitate to tell me how badly you wanted me before this. I know you want this just as bad. I can smell your arousal and how badly you want this.” His hand trailed between your breast and wrapped his hand around your throat giving it a squeeze.

“S-Sanzu I do but please I won’t tell tell Anyone I promise.”

“Why? What aren’t you telling me? Hm? Do I have to find out my own way?” He asked getting closer and his other hand was placed into the pillow next to your head.

“I…I haven’t done anything in a while. Ngh~ it hurts so bad but don’t do this.” You were conflicted.

“Aww, you really think I’d stop? You really think I would sit here and just stop cause you asked me to? I’ll take what I want when I want it. Let me ease that pain for ya doll.”

You couldn’t fight him off if you wanted to, he was the one with the gun, the ability, the strength.

You felt pressure on your clit causing you to moan and he smirked right in your face.

You did the unbelievable at that point and your attempt at fighting him back was useless so you’d just play things out for now. You tried to shake his grasp off and he knew exactly what you were doing.

“Move the wrong way and I’ll put a bullet in your head princess and you know I don’t wanna do that to ya so just be good.” He had taken the gun from his waistband and put the barrel on your lips making you whimper softly and shut your eyes.

“I wasn’t! I just want more.” You admit defeated.

“Don’t lie to me, I can sense everything. Fuck with me again like that and I won’t give you a warning.” He continued to rub your clit and you couldn’t see how he did it but you weren’t focused on that.

He pulled the gun back and cocked it back so he had a bullet in the chamber and his safety was definitely off. “What’s your fascination with my gun huh? You liked having your life on the line all so you could get off huh?” He lowered the barrel to your chin. “Now say please like a good girl and open your mouth.” He was so sick in the head and you are too for dripping all over his mattress.

“Please haru..d-” he put the barrel of his gun in your mouth and your clit throbbed at the same time. You moaned around it and couldnt stop yourself from gagging around it either as he pushed it deeper.

He released your throat and lifted your shirt up to finally see what you’d been hiding from him. “A virgin and you have these cute tits pierced? Not so innocent after all.” He ran his thumb over both and you couldn’t stop yourself from moaning and the need to cum was approaching quicker than you thought.

He took the gun out your mouth and placed it on the bedside table and observed how it dripped in your saliva and how you gasped for air.

He kissed you deeply and his tongue explored your mouth you gave in and kissed him back as you did before and tangled your fingers in his hair tugging him closer.

His hand that had already been caressing your nipples pinched one slightly which followed up with him disconnecting your lips, sucking and biting his way down from your neck to your breast and once he got to your nipples he swirled his tongue around one while massaging and pinching the other between his index finger and thumb.

He released your nipple with a loud pop moving to the other and using his other hand to pinch the other nipple.

“Fuck, sanzu s’ too m-”

“If you think this is too much you’re definitely not gonna be able to handle what’s next” he mumbled against your skin licking over the bruised skin of your breast.

You let out a moan when his teeth grazed your nipple and caught your piercing. He chuckled at the sound and moved downwards and let his tongue trail down your stomach and belly button.

Once he got to where he wanted your thighs were visibly wet even under the poor lighting from the open blinds. He also was able to see the small heart tatted on your inner thigh. He bit down on it causing you to gasp loudly with a moan almost as loud.

“So sensitive there huh baby?” He said with faux sympathy.

You just nodded your head and he clicked his tongue and pulled away. He stood and walked over to his closet pulling out a black leather belt off the hanger and shut the door before walking over.

“If you don’t speak then you’ll lose your breath little by little” he looped the smooth end of the belt under your neck and looped it through the buckle.

He pulled the belt and the metal was cold on your burning skin and he tugged it and cause it to tighten. You gasped and he smirked going back down your body,his free hand grazed down your thigh groping it below your knee so he could lift it onto his shoulder. “Now you do the other.” He gave you a warning tug. You placed your leg on his shoulder and he latched his mouth onto your panties and let out an inhuman growl against your Clothed cunt and a moan slipped out your lips that was way too loud for your liking.

His free hand grabbed the band of your underwear and ripped them straight off allowing the broken fabric to be thrown aside haphazardly.

He wasted no time to devour you and quite literally attempt to suck your soul out. His mouth sucked on your clit while his tongue worked on it as well. Your hands moved to his hair for leverage and you tugged on the pink strands and he smirked against your clit.

“Now tell me y/n l/n, who does this pussy belong to?” He kissed and licked while looking you in the eyes and his head rested against your thigh. He gave the belt a tug and your hands tightened in his hair as you looked back into his icy blue eyes.

“It’s yours haru, i-it belongs to you” you gasp softly when you feel him insert 2 fingers into you and a loud squelch was ringing in your ears.

Your tummy tightened when he curled his fingers and gave a harsh suck to your clit. “Haru I’m g-gonna cum.” You couldn’t focus on anything else and didn’t realize how you had already creamed all over his fingers and lips.

“What a good girl you are, go ‘head and cum for me.” He groaned and pushed his fingers in deeper and faster than you could register.

You came on his fingers and that didnt stop him from sucking on your clit till you had tears in your eyes.

“Please, please, please, ha-haru-” you couldn’t stop it but you came again but harder and you felt your legs shaking uncontrollably.

He ran his hand down your thigh and shushed your cries. “Poor thing. Want me to kiss it better?” His lips kissed your sensitive clit and your little whine made him smirk.

He made his way back up your body with the belt slowly wrapping around his knuckles and pulled you into an open mouth kiss.

You could taste yourself in his lips and tongue. It was intoxicating how he worked his lips and could already have you aching for much more.

He pulled away and tugged the belt making sure it was hard enough for you to gasp for air. When your lips parted with a mix of spit and your cum webbing them together he allowed a glob of spit to fall from his mouth which immediately you swallowed.

“Who told you to swallow?” He never thought he would say those words in his entire life.

His hand connected with your cheek and he kept it in place so he could rub his thumb along your bottom lip and slip it in your mouth.

“I’m just fucking with you.” He smirked at your fearful face as you suck his thumb.

He dropped the belt on your chest and removed his pants and briefs exposing how well endowed he was. “Don’t be scared princess I’ll go easy on you, I’m sure you never had anyone who made you cum like I will huh? A bunch of one pump chumps? Or just letting them use your body to get off then having to rub one out at home eh?”his hand curled around the belt and he gave a tug.

“Sometimes..I’ve only been with one person and i s-stoped after a while cause he couldn’t..make me.” You mumbled too embarrassed to speak up.

“Couldn’t make ya cum huh? What a shitty person. When I’m done with ya you’ll be begging me to stop baby.”with that he positioned himself between your legs and pushed his fat tip in And you tried your best to relax but it had been so painful you felt like you were being ripped apart.

“H-haru! It hurts, ple-” before you could finish he pushed in more and used his free hand to rub your clit. Once he bottomed out you swore you could feel him in your stomach and he smirked down at you. A thin layer of sweat covered your body and sanzu could feel the way you were clenching around his girth. “Aww, look at the way this cute little pussy tries to swallow me, never been this stretched out have ya?” he gave the Belt around your neck a tug just to feel you clench around him when he did so.

“N-no never have haru” you moan out for him. He took that as his sign to start pulling out and slamming his hips back into yours. He watched your eyes roll back slightly as you moaned with each thrust he gave you each one a bit harder than the last.

It felt like he was in your stomach at the moment with each thrust he gave you but he knew your body craved more, he would give it to you and so much more than you’re asking for.

“Squeezing me like a fuckin Vice, how bad have you wanted this huh?must’ve wanted it real bad my filthy little whore.” You didn’t have time to think before your legs were placed on his shoulders before He thrusted into you harder only making you whine cause of how hard he was he was hitting that special spot inside of you.

“B-bad, haru ‘s too deep” you mumbled and he tugged the make shift leash while his free hand grabbed hold of your face harshly squeezing your cheeks making you pout and squeeze his cock at the same time.

“Cmon sweetheart you can take it, just for me.” He stated faking his concern for your well being.

He let go of your face practically tossing it to the side, his hips slapped against you faster while his free hand was now holding your thigh in a bruising grip.

Surely you’ll have bruises on your thighs but the pain and pleasure were just driving you closer to that edge. “Cum for me baby”

You moaned and gasped for air when he pulled the belt around your throat and it sent you into an earth shattering orgasm causing you eyes to roll back and shut.

“Fuck, couldn’t warn me first huh?” He smirked down at you and gave your face a couple of not so light taps and your eyes fluttered back open. The Whole time he spoke his thrust never slowed and your walls held him in a vice. He grabbed the back of your thighs not caring for the belt around your neck either.

“Poor thing, he probably never made you cum more than once did he? Poor thing” his voice was full of faux sympathy.

He was right,too many accurate things fell from those sinful lips of his you couldn’t stop him though. The tears on your lash line said it all, his scarred lips only stretched further and he feels you squeeze him tighter and your thighs tense as he pushed your legs to Your chest tightly.

“Cmon cum for me again and make it messy or I’m gonna slap this little pussy and you can cum like that” his finger tips dug into the fat of your thighs painfully.

“H-haru, oh god p-ple-” he dropped your leg onto his shoulder which didn’t change the angle and he snatched the gun placing in your open mouth. “Watch it sweetheart, your god can’t save you now”

The timing was impeccable and you came releasing all over him, right as he pushed in and he gave a heavy thrust bottoming out and pushing deep into you,so deep you didn’t get the opportunity to break away from his grip while he came deep in your womb.

“Ah ah don’t you even think about running after you came from me putting my gun in your tight little throat” he growled and slowly pulled out to watch as your cum and his dripped out your hole.

“Creamed all over me like a bitch in heat” he let your legs fall onto his shoulders and could feel them trembling against his heated skin.

He curled his long fingers around the belt and slid it off proceeding to leaned forward to kiss the skin and leave several bites and marks along the skin avoiding the pulse on your neck where his teeth would drag feeling sharp and on the verge of piercing your skin.

“can’t wait to fuck you dumb and mark you as mine” such a vulgar comment made you burn inside and you only wanted more of him even with tears falling down your face. He smirked down at you before leaning forward and maintains eye contact as he bit down on your bottom lip and pulled it back and ran the tip of his tongue against the soft, swollen flesh.

You chased his lips for more but he knew that. He grabbed your throat and pushed you back into the pillow beneath your head connecting his lips to yours in a rough messy kiss that felt kinda sweet to you.

He suddenly pulled you back up and moved his other arm allowing your legs to drop and now you straddled his lap while He laid on his back with his pink hair Claire’s out on the pillow under him.

“Cmon, such a sweet little thing I know you can ride dick. Show me how you ride that pillow but use me instead.” His hands smoothed over your ass and he pulled them both away just to spank both asscheeks as hard as he could and dig his fingers into the skin breaking it a bit.

You let out a slight scream which sounded closer to a moan then anything. Your face was hidden in his collarbone now not wanting to look him in the eyes after That.

He smoothed his hands over the burning skin and your hands were glued on his pecs and he used his grip to raise your hips while he used his free hand to line himself up with your leaky hole and push your body down till you’re full of him.

Too deep,too much, your nails are digging into his chest slightly as you moan into his collarbone almost crying from the pleasure.

“Fuckin tight. You better start moving before I do it for ya doll, and I won’t be so nice either” you started grinding your hips down feeling just how much cum and slick was coming out and then the sounds that echoed in the room was just as embarrassing.

He groped your ass and lifted your hips to pull you off all the way and slam you down on him. You bit down on whatever skin was in front of your lips when you gasped.

You didn’t let go and he was only getting pleasure from the pain especially when you broke the skin “God damn it girl let go” he growled pulling your head back by your hair and smirking at the look on your face, the drool mixing with the blood staining your lips and on the side of your mouth, and the tears. Fuck those tears were driving him even madder than he already was.

“Ya know it’s not good for you to ingest incubus blood, you’re only gonna keep crawling back for more”

He used the grip he had with his other hand to bounce you on his slick cock and folding your head back with your hair to avoid anymore biting incidents.

“H-haru p-please n’ more” your thighs burned and you couldn’t stop yourself from grinding down on him with each thrust, it was too much and you couldn’t stop your self from wanting to cum so hard.

“No more? Aww baby let me take care of you like I said, I’ll give you what that shmuck didn’t” he gently placed his lips on yours and his grip on your hair turned into a hand in the back of your neck gently.

He used his other hand to keep his grip on your ass and thrusted into you from below as both yours and sanzus cum from previously dropped down his balls and splashed a bit onto his thighs as he fucked up into your creamy cunt.

He swallowed every moan and the gentle pressure of his lips was contradicted with his harsh pace he set for you. Pounding your pussy black and blue was a mission he was set on.

He released your neck allowing you to pull away for air and take in a gasp for air. He thrusted up quicker feeling your release coming closer and spanked your ass a few times feeling you clench around him with each hit.

“My dirty little bitch is a masochist. You really like it when I spank you huh?”

“P-please I’m g’nna-” he spanked you harder and used his grip to keep you in an iron grip to his chest and your hips up to fuck you.

“You’re what? Gonna cum baby? Go ahead I never said I was close”

He picked up the pace to an unbearable speed and this feeling was unfamiliar you but he didn’t stop even going as far as placing a hand on your cheek and holding your jaw lovingly but it was a hoax. He sank his teeth into the skin of your next where he knew you were most sensitive and he would put his own blood into your stream and mark you as his. You creamed and had some clear liquid spray out of you and drop down his balls and thighs but that didn’t stop him.

“So fucking good, a good little girl for me. Take it all baby” he let out the sexiest moan you’d ever heard and smirked at you while he did it.

Your body moved on its own bouncing back to meet his thrust and his hands gripped your waist and pushed you all the way down and he thrusted deep into you releasing all he had to give and stuffed you full.

You moaned softly at the feeling and your cunt clenched around him milking every last drop he had to offer.

“Shh, you’re okay”he couldn’t look you in the eyes cause his were practically glowing from how much of your energy and lust he just drained and replaced with his own blood. His hand massages your thighs,ass, ran up and down your back, he never did this much but he’d already fallen a little deep with you and would make this work.

“Tired?”

You just made a sound of agreement. I must’ve fucked her stupid and speechless

He did indeed.

You refused to move and he had to take you off of him and carry you butt ass naked to the bathroom and clean both of you. He laid you in his clean bedsheets that he changed while you were falling asleep in the bath, gave you a sweater to wear and waited for you to fall asleep before he started to erase any memories you had from him drugging you today and only allowing you to remember agreeing to this and the sex. Ankle the ‘No’s” and ‘please don’t’ were no longer memories.

He held you close and fell asleep with his chin on top of your head, his arm under your breast and smile on his face.

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You woke up to a dimly lit room with blackout curtains shut and you were stuck to a body and soft snoring was heard above you.

Reality hit you quick, you slept with Haru.

Your phone was on the charger next to you but you didn’t wanna disturb the man sleeping above you. How did this even happen you remember him taking you to his bed cause your head hurt and kissing. Your face burned as you remembered every detail of yesterday and decided to just accept it happened.

“H-haru I have work..” you whispered tapping his arm and it just tightened around you.

“I already called em and told em your apartment was broken into, you’re with me today babe” his morning voice went right to your core but you pushed that aside and relaxed into his touch again.

He smirked and his fingers lightly brushed the skin of your tummy and slipped under your panties causing you to gasp louder than intended.

“Haru-” you moaned running from his touch abut he wouldn’t let you.

“You weren’t ruining yesterday why now?” He craned his neck kissing up and down your neck leaving small dark marks along the skin as he sank 2 fingers into your soaked pussy.

“What a slut, you’re this wet in the morning? What would you do without me babe.” You couldn’t do much but moan in response.

Your body was on 1000 and you felt the aftermath of yesterday and before anything else could happen he pulled his fingers out and sucked one clean before pushing the other past your parted lips.

“Cmon let’s get breakfast first and save that for later doll face”

You nodded and he pulled his fingers away and once he in all his glory stood up you could see the bite mark and several other scratches on his chest from Yesterday.

He watched you whine from the pain and laughed but carried you bridal style to the bathroom where you notice several hickeys trailing downward and a heart shaped one on your neck.

“Real cute” you said sarcastically making him roll his eyes.

“I can only try” he said throwing you over his shoulder and you took a glance in the mirror and noticed the bruising on the backs of your thighs, on your ass, and nail marks on your ass as well.

“Alright I give it to you”you say with a smile and he gives your butt a playful smack and jiggles It before putting you down on the counter top.

“Ow! It hurts..”

“Oh I’m sorry I just give what you ask for Princess” he placing his big hands on your thighs and slots himself between them holding you close.

“I’ll give you a massage later” he looks into the mirror while holding your face to his chest feeling your arms around his waist.

He just never knew it’d be this easy to fuck you up and he was going to make you his for eternity.

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shkoh1 · 2 years

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An Energy Auditors Professional Mission

Energy Auditors: A Professional on a Mission to Save Energy

Hopefully, most people that become Doctors, want to be Doctors. If someone is going to go digging around in my belly, I want them to enjoy what they're doing and not wish they were out leading a group of fisherman on a flounder trip.

I feel the same way about Energy Auditors, anyone that is going to test my furnace for killer gases and inefficiency, better like what they're doing. I Don't want an auditor dreaming about moonlighting as a massage therapists and missing the big hole in my heating duct. An auditor that shows up at the door with a baby blue company shirt that has a professional logo on the chest that says RESNET ( or something similar ), a clip board, and a ladder, should be qualified and hopefully enjoy finding energy savings opportunities and areas of energy waste.

A good auditor will have the ability to talk the walk, test everything in sight and measure everything not in sight. With a number of tools ( that you have never seen before ) with names like monometer and fyrite Pro, he or she will be able to tell you the difference in air pressure in pascals, the presence of CO in parts per million and the size of an air leak in cubic feet per minute. And when all the data is collected and recorded, the auditor has the ability, and the pure joy, of telling you exactly why your heat pump freezes, your ducts leak, and your power bill is dragging you to the poor house.

Variety of License and Certificates:

Several nationwide companies have developed training and certification programs that offer recognition for residential energy auditors. RESNET ( Residential Energy Services Network ) was established in 1995 by the National Association of State Energy Officials to develop the standard for a home energy rating system.

The other main auditor training program is BPI (Building Performance Institute). Along with these two programs, RESNET and BPI, many State and local agencies will offer home performance training of their own design that concludes with a certificate and the knowledge of how to operate and test with the specialized equipment available to an inspector.

Two year degrees are offered at a number of Colleges in building performance and offer a more in-depth and wide knowledge base than is offered by the 3 or 4 week RESNET courses. If an auditor is really going to get serious about saving energy and want the big bucks available by performing energy audits on high rise office buildings and manufacturing plants, than a four year degree is needed in the field of energy engineering. I am doubtful that you or I will see a true Energy Engineer on our front porch with a smoke stick and an infrared camera, but one never really knows.

Energy Efficient Retrofits and Cost Effective Calculations: The main reason for performing an energy audit on a home is to prioritize a list of energy efficient retrofits and to establish the associated cost effectiveness or payback period. An auditor will test and collect data in an effort to discover where the most energy can be saved and which retrofits will save you the most money - and do it with the least amount of financial investment.

Here are a few more things that an auditor will be able to complete during an energy audit.

Evaluate each major appliance for rate of energy consumption. You and I can spot an old energy hog refrigerator a mile away, but the energy auditor will be able to add type, size,condition, modified energy factor, and yearly kilowatt hours used to the deal. Recommend appropriate energy conservation measures along with associated maintenance procedures. Just because you install a new furnace doesn't mean you don't need to know how and when to clean or replace the furnace filter. Estimate labor and material costs on retrofit projects. Just how much will it cost to replace the metal framed, single pane, obscure glass, single hung window in the bathroom with a new vinyl framed, double glazed, low-E, U-30 window considering the 8" hardiplank lap siding and the brickmoulding trim? Project the monthly savings expected from a particular energy retrofit. How many kilowatt hours of electricity will be save if R-25 insulation is installed in an underfloor that has no insulation? Point out, avoid, and mediate potential health and safety problems. You know, it's not really a good idea to have an old gas fired water heater in your master bedroom closet. The energy auditor will be able to instruct the household on behavior that wastes energy, like running around the house in a bikini in January with the thermostat set on 82 degrees. This behavior might remind you of your vacation in Hawaii, but at the end of the month, the power bill will remind you of the advantage of wool sweaters and thermal socks. Quality Assurance Inspections: You will be amazed at the number of residential energy auditors that have home construction experience. Not only do they know how to test for air leakage, but they know how the wall was constructed in the first place. A good energy auditor will not conclude his contribution to your homes energy saving retrofits by handing you a piece of paper with a list of recommendations, but he will follow up on the retrofit process and see that the work is done correctly. Let's face it, an insulation worker that is paid by the square foot and is one week removed from a bungalow in a neighboring country, may not be interested in the highest degree of work quality and performance.

Some follow-up qualities of a home energy auditor are:

Inspect the project near completion to check for quality work. Verify compliance with the work specifications and see that all work that was scheduled to be done actually got completed. Provide some directions and feedback on performance to contractor supervisors. Provide detailed procedure for correcting any work that was not completed satisfactorily. Emphasize to the residents the importance of continuing and regular maintenance and some TLC. Arrange for and schedule future monitoring or maintenance when appropriate. When you have the energy auditor standing on your front steps and you have approved the patch on his work shirt as being professionally designed and recognizable as a trust worthy organization, the first question you should ask is this, " What is your mission?"

You might ask, "Why are you here?", but that could lead to the honest response of, "for the money!" So, let's take a look at some of the heart-felt ideals that separate Energy Auditors from fisherman, surgeons and massage therapists.

Energy Auditors Mission Statement: The bottom line is simply - to conserve energy and save money - do just that and most homeowners will be tickled pink.

This one is a little more reminiscent of a die-hard tree hugger, protect the environment by reducing harmful by-products. The by-products we are talking about here are mostly carbon based. When you use more energy than you really need, you cause ridiculous amounts of carbon to be released to the atmosphere.

I like this one and there are no tree huggers in sight, increase home comfort. The first indicator of a successful energy saving retrofit is this -the home is more comfortable. The home is warmer, less drafty and quieter.

One of the most important mission statement items involves basic health and safety. For this one, the physician and auditor have something in common. Whatever you do, do no harm. An auditor is trained in combustion appliance safety, mold and mildew remediation, indoor air quality, ventilation, lead paint hazards and asbestos dangers. More here best accountant singapore

Be a resource for the residents concerning energy products, conservation procedures, and lifestyle contributions. An energy auditor will leave the household a little wiser about all things that effect home energy savings. I trust most auditors learned the benefits of sharing in kindergarten.

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Seventeen Slideshow Presentation Night

MASTERLIST

Anon, I absolutely loved this request! It was such a fun and easy way to get back into writing! As of now, my inbox is empty and everything that I’m planning on writing is in the drafts, so let’s do this! Hope you like it anon!

REMINDER: Gifs aren’t mine! I always make sure to upload them with the link to their OPs, so if you like them go give their creators some love and do not take them without giving them credit!!!

Warnings: None that I can think of! This is all just humor but please let me know if I missed something!

CHOI SEUNGCHEOL

Seungcheol 100% does some passive aggressive lecture in the form of a slideshow. It’s titled something like “How to Be Better Listeners” or “How to Not Get Us in Trouble at Award Shows” or “Top 10 Ways to Keep Your Room Clean.” It’s definitely in a joking manner. He has photographic evidence of the boys’ rooms being messy, or them being lectured by their managers. During some slides, he’ll look pointedly at certain members. The other boys are laughing the whole time while watching each other be called out. It’s fun for Coups cuz it’s an easy way to remind the boys to stay respectful and on task without making any of them feel guilty or upset.

YOON JEONGHAN

He makes a whole slideshow about himself. “Jeonghan’s Best Stage Looks” or “Top 10 Times Jeonghan Cleverly Cheated.” He really puts in all the effort to create this whole presentation about himself. But when he gets up there to present it, he gets so shy. Like he can barely present it because he can’t get through a slide without nervously giggling and covering his face. The other boys have to cheer him on throughout the whole thing. Some of them might even have to come up and help him present since he’s so embarrassed by what he’s done lol.

JOSHUA HONG

Joshua is vying for the spot of most boring presentation of the night. I love him, but we all know it’s true. He’d take this way too seriously. He’d pick an actual legitimate topic and do plenty of research, whether it’s something he’s been interested in lately or something he watched a documentary about or something someone told him about recently. The other boys find it so endearing that he tried so hard to make a real presentation that they’ll do their very best to get into it and take it seriously. They cheer loudly at the end and Joshuji is rather proud of himself.

WEN JUNHUI

Jun doesn’t know what to do so he asks Soonyoung to pick a topic for him. Obviously, Soonyoung picks the most chaotic topic he can think of. “Benefits to Marrying Shrek” or “Most Chaotic Substitutes for Kitchen Appliances.” Once the title for his presentation pops up, everyone in the room loses it. Like Jeonghan, it takes Jun forever to get through his presentation, but it’s because everyone is laughing too hard to continue, including Jun. Jun is really proud of the fact that he was able to make everyone so happy with his presentation (even if it was Hoshi’s idea).

KWON SOONYOUNG

Soonyoung also does a presentation about himself lol. “Reasons to Stream Spider” or “Best Dance Moves That Hoshi Created.” Unlike Jeonghan, he is 100% confident while presenting, literally just completely shameless. The other boys are giving him his fair share of roasts but also cheering him on. Jihoon is having a field day destroying him from the “audience” lol. Soonyoung keeps his composure throughout the majority of the presentation, however he can’t help but break out into a giant, cheesy grin once it’s all over. It disappears the moment Wonwoo says his presentation should have been “Why Hoshi Is More Like a Hamster Than a Tiger.”

JEON WONWOO

Wonwoo hates that they’re doing this. It means all of the attention will be on him and he will have to live under the pressure of making sure everyone is entertained by his presentation and has a good time while it’s his turn. He doesn’t really have to worry, though. The other members positively die laughing when his presentation title pops up on the screen: “Reasons to Be Nice to Me.” All of the key points on each of his slides are things like “I’m Cute” or “I’m Shy” or “I’m Nice… Enough.” All the other boys are laughing the whole time and also just staring in complete adoration at Wonwoo. He just sits there smiling with a halfway-proud/halfway-embarrassed smile on his very red face throughout the whole slideshow.

LEE JIHOON

Jihoon is fighting Joshua for the title of most boring slideshow lol. He also takes it very seriously and ends up doing a topic like “History of Music” or “Producing Techniques.” He is detailed. The other boys honestly feel as though they’ve been transported into a real classroom as they sit through a presentation filled with well-placed graphs and perfectly organized examples. They actually end up raising their hands and asking him questions lol. And!!!! He’ll know all the answers!!!!! No way in hell you’ll catch Lee Jihoon out here unprepared. He will put so much effort into it. At the end of it, he’s just grinning widely and shyly as the other boys clap and cheer for him.

LEE SEOKMIN

Seokie is angry because Wonwoo stole his idea >:(. No, but really, he’ll definitely do something very lighthearted and sweet. “Top 10 Cutest Dog Breeds” or “Prettiest Flower Arrangements.” The other boys LOVE this. It’s such a nice refresher from all of the intense and chaotic presentations they had recently witnessed. It resets the mood of the room and gets everyone raring to go for another round of slideshows. Seokmin is obviously grinning happily the whole time and his attitude is contagious to the rest of the room. 12/10 would listen to a presentation given by Seokmin over their actual professors any day.

KIM MINGYU

Sweet MinMin wants so bad to be funny but just misses the mark. Like barely. He aims towards chaotic as some of the other boys do, but he’ll land somewhere between chaotic and basic humor. “Top 10 Pictures of Animals Wearing Hats” or “Reaction Memes Made by Pictures of the Members.” It’s honestly such a pure form of humor and such a valiant attempt on Gyu’s part that the other members have to be supportive here. (With a good dose of teasing, of course. I mean, he is Mingyu and they are Seventeen). He has a lot of fun doing it, but honestly, Gyu is so relieved when it’s all over with.

XU MYUNGHO

A harbinger of chaos. Like Myungho could go either way on actual presentation topic, serious or chaotic. Could be “Reasons to Simply Become a Frog” OR it could be “Biggest Influencers of Abstract Art.” But even if the topic itself is serious, the presentation will be chaotic af. One slide will be well organized, professional and filled with facts (yes even for a chaotic presentation) and the next will be some old meme and airhorns will sound loudly the whole time the slide is visible. The boys are losing it because they cannot get a grip on what’s happening and Myungho is just giggling happily (evilly) the whole time.

BOO SEUNGKWAN

Seungkwan takes a page from Coups’s book and does some passive-aggressive bs. “Reasons DK Should Stop Using My Towels” or “Why Your Jokes Aren’t as Good as Mine.” Unlike Coups, however, Seungkwan’s presentation does not serve any sort of productive service to the group and is way more on the aggressive than passive side lol. It is still all in good fun with no hurt feelings. But we all know this is ending with Seungkwan fighting a certain member one on one until somebody else stops laughing long enough to separate them.

VERNON CHWE

Vernon is at a loss for what to do for slideshow night. Like truly no ideas. Not a single one buzzing around. Like Wonwoo, he feels pressure to entertain the other members. Also like Wonwoo, he ends up not having to worry because they start laughing as soon as they read “Things You May Not Know About Me.” Vernon literally fills a whole presentation with very basic facts about himself to show to a room of people who have known him practically his entire life. The other boys obviously take this so seriously and listen with rapt attention as if they really hadn’t ever heard these things in their lives. Also Vernon is committed to this role of teaching people about him, he is stone-faced and dead serious throughout all of it.

LEE CHAN

Probably does something pretty cute and pure like Seokmin. Dino might honestly do one that concentrates more on future possibilities than already existing facts. He figures that since they decided to do it in age order, he should attempt to end the night on a positive note. His presentation will be something like “Projects I Want to Accomplish This Year” or “The Things I Think We’re Capable Of.” You’d honestly think he was making a presentation to the company to get new projects approved or something lol. But his slideshow is very inspiring and energizing to the other boys, who cheer (too loudly) throughout the whole thing. Once Dino is done with his presentation, grinning as happily as ever, they’re ready to do anything.

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You asked for Carlisle Cullen requests and I am here to deliver❤️ can I ask for a fic where the reader finally confesses to Carlisle they are in love with him? Preferably fluffy with some kisses 😌, I would also prefer the reader not be a doctor or nurse if possible! Thank you so much!

𝐌𝐲 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐃𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐌𝐞 || 𝐜.𝐜

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: carlisle cullen x human reader

(𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝)

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 2k

𝐚/𝐧: i hope you enjoy this! i tried to think of a way to get the two to meet, but have it still correlate! so the reader will be Alice’s friend :) thank you for requesting <3 please know that the reader is NOT a minor!!!

For the years that you had attended Forks High, you had grown close to a certain Cullen daughter, Alice. Her personality was that of a pink rose and its symbolism. She was more than one could want in a best friend, and between her amazing advice or sense of fashion, there was never a dull moment.

Unlike a majority of the students, Alice was genuine and welcoming, causing the two of you to grow close as friends. It made you feel like high school wasn’t so bad after all.

As you talked more and more with Alice, you often wondered why the rest of her family was so reserved. They rarely interacted with any one else who didn’t share the last name ‘Cullen’. Alice, though, was the exception, having branched out to you.

It seemed that being friends with Alice was something that was a package deal because on occasion, she’d bring along her boyfriend Jasper. You didn’t question their family dynamic as Alice had already explained in simplest terms who they were. It was a much better definition than what Jessica had told you and the rest at that table on the first day. Looking back, it was more petty gossip than it was useful information.

For the first summer, you didn’t see much of Alice and rather texted her much more. You’d invite her over, but it appeared that they were on a long family vacation that summer. It was then that you truly realized that you knew nothing about Alice, let alone the Cullens, aside from what you had been told at school.

There was something that constantly affected Alice’s decision making, along with her siblings, but you didn’t yet know that factor, and you wouldn’t for a while. Instead, you let your mind consume the harsh option that Alice wasn’t exactly the person you thought she was. Maybe she really was just like the rest of the Forks High students.

Fortunately, your fears were consoled that next school year.

After much consideration, Alice eventually invited you over to her house where you officially met the rest of the Cullens. Edward, Emmett, Rosalie, and Jasper acted so much differently than they did at school in the way that they even acted at all. Normally, they would just go through the school day rarely interacting with any one or anything else but themselves. It made you curious as to why they weren’t like this at school. They seemed to be such lovely people so why would they be so monotonous for eight grueling hours of the day.

You were able to see where they got those characterful values from. Well, more so who.

Dr. Carlisle Cullen, their adoptive father who looked too young to be a father at all and was so perfect that he must’ve been a hallucination.

Since that moment three years ago, you’d gone over almost every other weekend to do whatever extravagant thing Alice had planned for you. She hadn’t had a real friend in so long that she wanted to make up for all the missed time.

Over the course of time, the man, who you knew only as Dr. Cullen, had caught your eye. His compassionate mannerism and old fashioned style was something that just seemed to make you fall head over heels. At the mere sight of Dr. Cullen, the heat of your cheeks would make itself known and you wanted nothing more than to slap some sense into yourself. Whenever he spoke, you shamefully latched onto every word, his voice ever so comforting. The small smile resting on his lips whenever he spoke to you added even more charm and there was no hope left for you. This man made you swoon and you were so embarrassed over the fact that he was the adoptive father of your best friend.

High school graduation arrived in no time and along with it a huge family secret. A family secret that wasn’t yours, but once again, relating to the Cullens.

The family revealed it at a dinner, which was a rare occasion, considering that you hadn’t ever really seen them eat. You came over to their house like any other visit, except this time, the inviting smell of a freshly cooked dinner greeted you at the door.

The lovely dinner and charming smiles were all just the calm before the storm. Playful conversation ceased and suddenly Carlisle was speaking on behalf of everyone at the table. In a matter of seconds, it went from ‘casual family dinner' to ‘game show questionnaire' that was borderline an interrogation with the lack of feedback you were receiving. None of the Cullens, not even Alice, would confirm or deny any inquiries that left your mouth, leaving you to your own judgment. It was almost like your speculation was crucial to ending the slew of questions.

Eventually, you drew up the conclusion that they were vampires. You said this with such lighthearted intent that you were waiting for the big joke until you scanned the tables and saw their emotionless expressions.

All that you could really remember was falling from your dinner chair with Carlisle, who was sitting right beside you, catching your fall before you became close friends with the hardwood floor.

Needless to say, it took a moment to process this information, but you still continued on with Alice and her family. They were still the same Cullens you had known since the beginning and a small sliver of their real life wasn’t going to change who they were to you.

A couple of months later, you were spending the night with Alice for the weekend. She wanted to go visit Seattle for the day and do some holiday shopping. You readily agreed, remembering that you had to get some gifts for your own family. Shopping with Alice was always an experience, but an entertaining time nonetheless.

You had gotten there Friday night as both you and Alice planned to leave the next morning. There was no point in leaving now as the stores had been closed for at least a couple of hours.

Walking in the living room, you saw Emmett and Rosalie thoroughly invested in a comedy on tv. You had invited Rosalie to go shopping, but long hours with Alice in a store was not an activity for the less patient and she knew this. Edward was apparently missing from the scene, but Jasper, who was standing afar, greeted you and said that he was out with Bella. Jasper had finally loosened up around you, and after the family’s confession, you understood why he looked so uncomfortable all the time. The willpower these people had astonished you.

Alice had disappeared after letting you in and it wasn’t until she returned with Dr. Cullen in tow, that you truly noticed she was gone. You bashfully greeted the doctor to which he returned with his signature smile that could make you melt.

“I know this is bad timing, (y/n),” Alice walked to stand beside you, “But I have to go hunt, as do my siblings. You’ll stay here with Carlisle. He doesn’t need to go with us right now and we can't leave you alone.” By the end, the petite vampire was smirking and you jokingly scowled at her little plan. She knew of your silly crush on Carlisle and would relentlessly tease you about it, as a best friend would.

Before you could even answer, Emmett, Rosalie, Jasper, and Alice were out of the room without so much as a peep. You shook your head at Alice’s sneakiness, forgetting for a second that a certain someone was left with you.

“How about I make you some dinner, (y/n)?”

The way he said your name was something you could never handle. It just rolled off his tongue like any other word would, but with the hint of his accent, it sounded so lovely.

“I don’t mean to be a nuisance. Dr. Cullen.”

Already flustered with the whole situation, the last thing you wanted was to bother Dr. Cullen any more than you thought you’d already done.

As if he could read minds, the blonde stopped in his tracks to face you. “Please, call me Carlisle and you are never an inconvenience, (y/n). Besides, I’ve already hunted so I’m more than happy to be here with you.”

Carlisle, being kind as usual, shouldn’t have said such words because your brain was currently going into a frenzy as his thoughtfulness. If it was possible, your heart must’ve been beating faster than what would be considered healthy for someone actively working out.

You weren’t able to find the words, but instead able to offer what you hoped was an endearing grin.

In the kitchen, Carlisle searched the desolate fridge in hopes of finding some food. The kitchen and its appliances were more of decor than they ever were useful.

After a minute or two, Carlisle closed the freezer door of the fridge, a pack of steak in his hand.

“It seems steak will have to do tonight.”

You shot him a pleased look. “You can’t go wrong with steak.” Famous last words.

While you insisted on cooking your own food, Carlisle returned the same persistence and eventually you gave in.

The two of you carried on a conversation while he cooked. Talking with him seemed so natural that for a moment, you weren’t nervous about talking to this man.

Carlisle plated the steak and brought it before you, an excited look painted on your face. He sat down beside you and eagerly waited to see how the steak turned out. At first, you felt a bit bad that he wasn’t going to eat anything, especially after all the trouble he had gone through.

“Carlisle, are you sure you’re fine? It just feels so wrong eating in front of you like this!”

He chuckled, quickly placing his hand on your own to reassure you. “I’m fine, truly. I just hope it’s edible.”

You grabbed the steak knife, jokingly rolling your eyes at his statement. Upon cutting into the steak, an unpleasant rush of cow blood came out revealing that the steak was far from even being rare.

Immediately your plate was being scooped up and brought to the kitchen counter where you joined Carlisle.

“I’m sorry, sweetheart, it’s been some time since I’ve cooked anything and it seems that I haven’t caught up with modern cooking principles.” Carlisle looked a bit sheepish at the moment and you couldn’t help the giggle that slipped from your lips. You weren't sure if it was the unintentional term of endearment or his adorable attempt at cooking. Either way, Carlisle was relieved to see that you weren’t upset, but rather enjoying this moment.

You stepped up beside Carlisle at the stovetop, shoulders touching as you reached across for the seasonings. “Here, we should probably season the steak a bit and clean off the pan.”

As you continued to do your own thing and guide Carlisle in cooking, he carefully took each word of your advice.

“See, you did everything right, Carlisle. It was just the heat and time that threw off the doneness of the steak, a bit.” Your words ended with a small twinkle as you turned to face the man who’d been so intently watching. He seemed to be so entranced at the moment… and by you.

It was like time was frozen and everything moved in slow motion, something you’d only see in a cheesy movie scene, except you were living it. Suddenly, life sped up and Carlisle’s cold hand was cupping your face and bringing you in for a kiss. You were happy that this was how you’d “confess” your love to Carlisle because words weren’t exactly your strong spot given the circumstances.

You two stayed lip locked for the longest moment in time, just pure bliss. It seemed like the kiss would never end until the smell of burnt oil hit your nose. Carlisle could feel you smiling against his lips and you began to peep out a small laugh.

“I think we overcooked this one a little too much.”

a/n: i’m sorry if this is cringe-worthy, i wrote this at 12:30 am. i swear it will get better lol i just need to stop writing at ungodly hours of the night--

#carlisle cullen #carlisle x reader #carlisle cullen x reader #twilight carlisle #carlisle cullen fanfiction #twilight #twilight fanfiction

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zinzinina · 3 years

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Miss Samantha, I have a question about Delta Squad: How do you think each of them handle being away from their partner for a while? This can be NSFW or SFW, either way, I'm just waiting to get the game and i'm curious. 😌💕

Elizardbeth, my absolute beloved! Thank you so much for asking! Fair warning; things did get a little bit angsty with our favourite emo man Sev x

Pairing: Boss x F!Reader, Fixer x F!Reader, Scorch x F!Reader, Sev x F!Reader Word Count: 2.5k Rating: 18+ Explicit Warnings: Some mentions of PIV, oral sex (f receiving), comm sex, canon-typical violence

Not tagging anybody because I’m not sure who would actually be interested in this one

Boss

Boss will never admit aloud how much he hates being away from you

Not because he’s afraid the boys will think he’s gone soft — it’s far too late for that anyway, they all saw him getting misty-eyed over your Holopic — but because it’s his job to keep everyone else moving forward

It wouldn’t do for tough, no-nonsense Boss to suddenly start dragging his heels every time they need to head out on another hellish, ugly job wading through knee-deep muck, blasters jammed with bug shit

So he designates time between missions to comm you, and Maker help anyone in the squad if they interrupt

Everyone knows exactly what it means when he barricades himself in the server compartment

The line connects just as he’s shutting the doors, grizzling at someone (probably Scorch, let’s be honest) to “quit fucking around and get some bacta on that”

The switch in his voice is immediate; straight from gruff to gentle as his frown dissolves into softness at the sight of your face

“Are you keeping well, ad’ika?”

He gives you no indication of what’s been happening or where he is, not wanting you to worry

If there’s fresh scoring or blood on his armour, he doesn’t comment on it and neither do you

He wants to hear all about your day, demanding every bland little detail, concerned when you mention the minor disagreement you had at work or the broken appliance in your apartment

The only time he’s ever stern with you is when he hears that you’ve been working late and skipping dinner to finish up at work — telling you that you need your rest, and to eat properly; that while he’s not there, you need to take better care of yourself

It sometimes feels darkly funny to you; calmly telling him about your quiet, domestic frustrations when he’s been spending the past day inches from death, his voice still rasping hoarse through the connection from shouting

It’s like you’re both playacting — pretending at a normality that doesn’t really exist

But then there are some calls with Boss that turn out very differently

You answer from your bed, flat on your back as you blink shyly up at him

He curses low at the sight of you in that outfit; the one that rendered him speechless the first time he saw you wearing it

“All this just for me, mesh’la?”

You respond sweetly, tilting your device down lower to show him the way you’re laying, your knees bent, legs spread just so on the bed

And then he’s issuing instructions, low but direct

“I want you to lift that skirt up for me. That’s it, cyar’ika… Good girl. Shab, you look so pretty. Suck those fingers… use your tongue — yes, suck both of them… maybe even a third. Get them nice and wet. Now, pretty girl. Show me how much you miss me.”

Fixer

After the first week passed by without you hearing from Fixer, you were worried something had happened

You’d scoured every Holonet report you could find about the sieges in the Outer Rim, terrified of what you’d learn

Only to read that things were going really well, actually: no major loss of Republic assets, only minor casualties… overall, very quiet

Yet still you heard nothing, your transmissions left unanswered

Then a second week goes by, and a sad, bitter kernel of self-doubt creeps in

Maybe he’s talking to someone else. Maybe you weren’t the only person he was seeing; maybe you completely misread what the two of you had together. You feel like an idiot, and you walk around, heartsore and paper-fragile for several days

But by the end of the third week, you’re angry

How busy could he really be? He can’t take five minutes to send you a quick message, just to let you know he’s safe? They have the time to eat and sleep; surely he’s thought about you at least once in those moments of rest?

Your righteous indignation bolsters you through the remainder of his time away, and you’re almost able to think about him without tears prickling your eyes when the transmission comes through

“Campaign successful. Returning in 33h. standard.”

You stare at your datapad, reading and rereading the short, brusque message several times

How dare he? The sheer audacity! You begin typing at furious speed; unleashing the most scathing, stripping message you can muster

But once it’s done, you falter, your thumb hovering over the ‘Send’ for just a moment too long. No matter how loudly you internally yell at yourself, you just can’t bring yourself to do it

You tell yourself you’ll just save your acid to tell him in person

You’re checking yourself over in the mirror one last time before you open the door; grimly satisfied with how incredible you look. He’s going to be so sorry, you think

Your door slides up with a little blip, and there he is: helmet under his arm, armour scuffed and scratched but clean from dirt

He has heavy pockets of tiredness underneath his eyes, and before you can gather your anger, you find yourself saying something else

“You look tired.”

He blinks, his tone matter of fact. “I haven’t slept yet. I came straight here from the debriefing.”

Then he’s stepping over the threshold, his lips meeting yours with a desperation approaching starvation and every ounce of fury dissolves as you remember just how badly you’ve missed him

You barely make it to the bed before his lips are closing over your clit, sucking messily at you as he detaches his codpiece, too hurried to bother with the rest of his armour before he’s driving himself home inside you

Afterwards, laying sweaty and panting beside him, you find your voice again, small with emotion

“I thought you’d forgotten about me.”

He glances at you quizzically. “We aren’t supposed to use the network for personal transmissions. It is against the regulation guidelines. But…” he slides his gauntlet off, turning it to show you the inside. There, burned into that prized, elite-class, highly valuable Katarn armour, are your initials above rows of tally marks, one for every day he’d been away

“I… suppose I’ve already broken regulations.”

Scorch

Scorch sends you a hundred and fifty transmissions a day

That isn’t an exaggeration

And they’re frequently the most inane, pointless messages you’ve ever received in your life

“polystarch rations again, wish i was eatin u out instead babe lol but fr”

“miss u”

“left one of boss’s socks in sev’s bucket, smells like shit, he’s gonna lose it when he finds out”

“love you babe”

“when i get back can we get fried nuna again like last time? i’m SO HUNGRY”

“saw a mynock nest full of babies today, u would have loved it”

“what u doin”

“sev says hi”

Occasionally he sends pictures: a pile of Geonosian boulders accompanied by the caption “u make me rock hard“ or his yellow-gauntleted hand offering a thumbs up in front of a pile of tangled explosive wires, Fixer squinting blurrily at the camera in the background

Frankly it’s reassuring; feeling his constant presence on your wrist comm at work, waiting alone at your favourite Abednedo takeout place for your order to be called, laying across the sofa with a Holodrama playing, sending him live updates on the plot (Scorch has an extreme addiction to the cheesiest Holodramas and asks about every twist in detail, bemoaning Nak Pama’s decision to take Reevo back again after that cheating scandal with her secret identical twin two weeks ago, and does Dibu’a know yet who the fertiliser of his eggs turned out to be?)

Whenever it’s been a few hours without hearing from him, you know it means he’s mid-mission

You try your hardest not to worry about him, but your heart swoops with relief as soon as you see the alert light up; “blew up a bug nest! it was sick! wyd babe?”

Scorch is a prolific taker of dick pics

Sometimes you’re bewildered with trying to figure out how he took the picture, like the one of him with one hand wrapped around his blaster, the other around his cock

He does try to make them artful, though it’s a little hard when he’s shut in a tiny, harshly-lit military ‘fresher. He’s tried every angle he can manage, and most of them fill you with affectionate enthusiasm, humouring him with your responses

But then one day he sends you a short recording of himself, his fist loosely pumping his length, his voice close enough to the recording that the harshness of his grunts make you shiver delicately

His breathing roughens as his grip tightens, his hips bucking into his hand as he gets closer… then, when he spills into his fist, you swear your heart skips a beat

You watch it ten times, listening to him babbling your name and trying to keep quiet. It’s the hottest thing you’ve ever seen, and you writhe on your bed, getting yourself off to the recording again and again, your comm device inches from your face

So you decide — fuck it, you’ll send one of your own

In it, you whisper to him how many times you’ve watched his message; how hard you came when listening to him, and all the filthy, deranged things you want to do to him — or have him to do to you when he gets back

His reply pings through: “!!!!!!!!”

Sev

Sev struggles the most with being away from you. Like, really, really struggles

He becomes withdrawn and moody — even more so than usual

Sev’s abandonment issues follow him around like a cloud, and he has to remind himself every day how much you love him, how you promised to wait for him for however long it’ll take for him to get back, that you won’t move on while he’s kept away from you

He’s conscious of his own clingy tendencies, which is why he has a self-imposed limit — one transmission a night, otherwise he knows he’d never be able to focus on getting any work done

He’s not able to relax into tasks like Scorch does; his focus needs to be all or nothing

So he throws himself headlong into the absolute worst of their jobs, knowing that the sooner it’s done, the sooner he can get back to the ship to await further instructions

Sev’s nights are spent hunched in his bunk, expression unfocused

If anybody asks what he’s doing, he growls a response that’s sure to keep his brothers at a distance. “Daydreamin’ about Trandoshan anatomy. Reckon if you rip the head off just right, the whole spine’ll come out clean.”

Scorch makes a performance of retching. “Fuck, Sev! Stay over on your side of the cabin, you creep.”

Which does the trick nicely, because now he’s free to take the ribbon of fabric out from where it’s hidden inside his armour. The smell of your perfume has faded, but if he crushes it to his face hard enough he can still conjure the image of you standing in front of your dresser, half-dressed and soft-eyed as you apply the fragrance to the secret places between your breasts and behind your knees

When he composes his transmissions, Sev writes to you in poetry

He knows he’s not as artistic or expressive as he’d like to be; he can never quite get the depth of his feelings out into the right syllables and it always seems somewhat pale in comparison to what he really wants to say, but he pours his heart out nonetheless

He tells you about the wasteland of ugliness surrrounding him; waking to worn durasteel walls, walking through crumbled ruins spattered with the remains of their enemies, the red soil of Geonosis staining the treads of his boots with all the blood ever spilled into that hellish dust. He tells you that it’s difficult to believe this much horror exists in the same galaxy as you; that just on the other side of a hyperlane you’re waking up, singing quietly to yourself in the ‘fresher, raising your beautiful face up to the warmth of the spray

He tells you about his dreams: the surreal, confusing one about a family of purrgil growing large enough to swallow moons, the one about you stretched out on your bed, your nails digging into the muscles of his back as your breasts bounce against his chest with every thrust… and the bad ones, too

The one about his body suddenly being taken from his control; he raises his blaster and shoots at a figure he can’t see, even though his mind screams at him to stop. Or the one about Scorch not moving out of the way fast enough; Sev’s limbs heavy and thick as syrup in that way unique to dreams, unable to prevent his little brother’s body being ripped in two

He writes to tell you that you’re with him every moment of every day. He sees you in the brilliance of the suns overhead, and in the azure opalescence of the mineral dust he finds in his gloves at the end of the day

And at the end of every transmission: “Wait for me, my love. Please keep waiting for me. I’ll always come back to you.”

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allyouneedisbuck · 3 years

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be still my foolish heart (don’t ruin this on me)

Summary: bucky barnes doesn’t have very many people left in his life who care, but he has you... or; five times you and bucky show your love & the one time you finally say it. (bucky x fem!reader)

Words: 4.3K

Warnings: fluff & pining. no major spoilers of tfatws.

Notes: hi! i was going to try and maintain separate accounts to keep my writing organized, but i am lazy and can’t switch back and forth all the time. so! here’s to me now being a multific blog! i hope this does not upset my current followers (and maybe brings some new ones in) this was originally posted my ao3 . happy reading!

You’re the only person who calls him James. It fluctuates between Buck and James, but either way, you’re the only person allowed to call him either.

He thinks his name just sounds so pretty coming from your mouth. He doesn’t want to hear anything else. Doesn’t really want you to call him Bucky because then it won’t sound right when anybody else does.

So you’re the only person that calls him James. The only person he lets call him James.

“James.” You say softly as he falls onto your couch. He’s got a black eye and a busted lip and he knows there’s nothing he can say to quell your worry. So he settles with a smile that causes a wince that makes you let out a breathless laugh. “I told you to be more careful.”

You sit on your coffee table across from him and lean forward with the washcloth in your hand. His eyes fall to his lap and he nods. “You should see the other guy.”

You shake your head tensely as you gently wipe at the dried blood carefully to avoid the bruise still forming. “James. I’m serious. You’re not invincible.” He raises an eyebrow and you sigh. “You may be a super soldier, but you can still get hurt. I hate seeing you hurt.”

You lean back and drop the cloth onto the table next to you. “I know, doll.” You shake your head at the nickname and he smiles. You had told him you thought it was corny, but as long as you called him James, he would call you doll.

And he knew you secretly liked the nickname.

The same way you knew he secretly liked to hear his name when you said it.

“I have some vaseline in the bathroom. We can put it on your lip and then you need to get some sleep.” You pull him by his hand down your hall.

He glances out the window of your bedroom before you pull him into the bathroom. “I don’t need to sleep, the sun is still out.” He says quietly as you search through your cabinet.

You look up sharply. “You need sleep. I’ll be right here, okay?” You stand up straight and lift some vaseline with a q-tip. “I won’t let anything happen to you. I promise.” Your eyes focus in as you gently apply the vaseline to Bucky’s lip.

He has to force himself not to smile. The cut will be gone by tomorrow and this will have been all for naught as it won’t affect how it heals. He appreciates the comfort it gives him. He relishes in the warmth that came with your care and love for your friends.

You step away with a proud smile. “I think I’m supposed to do the protecting, doll.” He says quietly. He desperately wants to reach his hands out and settle them on your waist.

Feel the warmth through your worn out sweatshirt and pull you close. But he doesn’t, afraid of something but unsure of what exactly, so he smiles graciously.

“We protect each other, James. In different ways.” You say just as quietly.

It’s all Bucky needs to get a couple comfortable hours of sleep in your room.

II.

He calls you every night. Or at least he tries to when he’s not in DC. Sometimes they’re so busy he doesn’t get the chance.

Tonight was one of those nights. He stares desperately down at his phone, urging the time to change so it was earlier in the night. He couldn’t call now. Not in the middle of the night when he knew you were asleep.

“You gonna go to bed?” Sam asks quietly from his spot in the living room. He’s been sitting silently with Bucky since they returned to the hotel, but Bucky could tell he was exhausted.

Bucky nods. “I’ll sleep out here.” He says quietly and unwilling to claim a bed. He couldn’t sleep in one for a full night, he could barely nap in yours when you forced him to rest.

Sam frowns and they both know he understands Bucky’s fear of the too big and too soft bed sitting empty in the other room. But the man nods before disappearing into his room and shutting the door behind him.

Bucky rests his head against the back of the couch and begins to take deep breaths. His phone vibrates in his hand and his eyes widen when he sees your name flash across the screen.

He doesn’t hesitate to answer. “Doll? What’s got you up so late?”

You laugh quietly. “Just knew you needed me.” You say after a moment of silence. “We’ve got that telepathy. I know things.”

Bucky laughs softly. “Yeah? You just knew?” He finds himself believing your words, even though he knows the more likely scenario is that you couldn’t sleep either.

You sigh into the phone and Bucky shuts his eyes again. “Sam texted me, but I was already awake. I switched shifts with the night nurse today, so I’ll be awake all night.”

“You know you don’t have to call when you’re at work.” Bucky says quietly. “I don’t want to get you in trouble.”

You laugh. “I have a few minutes to myself while the other nurse mans the station. Most of the kids are asleep, so I can spare some time for you. Especially when you need me.”

Bucky nods for a second before realizing you wouldn’t be able to see it. “Thank you.”

“What’s wrong, James?” You ask in a whisper. He listens for a moment as you take a sip of something, probably your water, before deciding to answer.

“This is longer than I thought I’d be gone…” He trails off. Him and Sam were originally only supposed to be in New York for a few days, a week tops, but this mission had dragged on and it had already been almost two weeks. “I…” He trails off.

He missed home. Something he’d never thought he’d think of DC as. Brooklyn had been his home and he was only a bridge away. Brooklyn had been his home. Steve. Wakanda for a short period of time.

But Steve was gone. And he was no longer recovering under the Wakandans graceful care. Brooklyn was a distant memory and DC… Well DC had you. And at some point you had become home for him.

“I know.” You say quietly, like you understand his silence. You do, he supposes. You understand almost every part of him. You understand that he missed you and home , but that he still struggles to admit his feelings. “I miss you too, James.”

He doesn’t say anything in response, but he doesn’t really have a chance to. He hears a siren in the background then you rush out, “Shit. I have to go!” Then all that’s there is a dial tone. Bucky smiles though. You’re off to be a different kind of hero.

He sits in silence and lets your words wash over him. It was new having all these people who cared about him. Decades all alone and treated as a weapon made learning to let people in again a new kind of difficult.

But it didn’t feel as hard with you there to help, he thinks

III.

He has to force himself to keep his eyes open. His nightmares had been particularly awful this week, and now he was sitting beside your heavily asleep body.

He was stuck staring at the repeating trailer on the netflix screen. Logically, he knows he could close his eyes and rest his head against yours on his shoulder.

But he was terrified a nightmare would take over and he would wake you up with a jolt, or worse hurt you if it was particularly awful.

So, he forces himself to stay awake and watches the movie trailer again. He thinks you would like the movie.

“Buck.” You mutter tiredly. His eyes snap to you and he finds your eyes open and staring up at him. “Aren’t you tired?”

He shakes his head gently, careful to not move you. You narrow your eyes and slowly sit up. “Come on, let’s go to bed. You can stay here tonight.”

Bucky hesitates as you stand. He watches as you stretch your entire body and has to force his eyes to his lap when your shirt rides up and your stomach shows.

He had never spent the night at your place. He had spent all day. Even napped at your place often when he came over in the afternoon and you forced him to rest.

He always left before you went to sleep though. So he could suffer through his dreams on his own. So he didn’t drag you down.

You look down at him with soft eyes. “Grab some water. I’ll be in my room, okay?”

“I can go home. I don’t want to intrude.” He answers. Bucky looks out your window and sees just how dark and dead the streets outside were. It wasn’t like he had anything to worry about walking home.

You’re shaking your head before he can even finish. “It’s late and you’re tired, I don’t want you getting hurt. Stay here.” The words are quiet but hold a fierceness that Bucky knows not to argue against.

He nods. “I’m gonna grab some water then.” The nerves coiling around his stomach is almost worth it when your face lights up and you nod excitedly.

The two of you split up in the hall. You moving towards your bedroom and him into the kitchen. After pouring a glass of water, he stands still for a moment and just studies the room.

Your counter is crowded. Different appliances pushed against the wall, ready to be pulled out and plugged in whenever you wanted. A utensil holder stuffed to the brim with spoons and spatulas that seemed to keep appearing. Mail piling up on the counter. A scrub top draped over the back of one of your barstools.

Your kitchen was crowded, but lived in and so very you that Bucky loved it. He loved you, he thinks almost hesitantly.

He pushes the thought to the back of his mind when you call his name out. He knew he cared about you deeply and he loved you as a friend but this feeling in his chest and the speed of his heartbeat makes him think maybe he’s started to feel more. Or maybe he always has.

He doesn’t want to ruin this though. So he pushes the thought away and makes his way towards your room. “I can sleep on the…” His words die on his tongue when he sees the small set up of blankets and pillows beside your bed.

You’re watching him nervously as you try to gauge his reaction. Bucky is stuck standing in stunned silence as he looks it over.

You’ve pulled out a thin duvet and placed it on the ground with extra pillows and blankets for him to lay on. “I remember Sam mentioning soldiers have a tough time sleeping through the night in a bed. Obviously you can sleep in the bed if you want but I just figured that…” You trail off and gesture towards the makeshift bed with a small flourish.

“This is…” He trails off. The warmth in his chest grows with each passing second and his heart races. “Thank you. This is perfect.”

A smile spreads across your face. “Good. Good. I was… I’m glad. And I’m right here if you need me. To protect you.” You say with a teasing glance as you crawl into the bed.

You lay on the side closest to where you’ve set up the floor for him. He laughs softly before moving towards his own space.

He’s still nervous to sleep in the same room. Still feels a little self conscious as he lays his head on the pillow and pulls the light blanket over him. But you don’t seem to really mind his presence as you make yourself comfortable above him.

He takes a deep breath. He definitely loved you.

And things like this gave him hope that you did, or maybe could, love him too.

Later that night he jolts awake with heavy breaths and you look down at him with worried eyes. He shakes his head when you open your mouth not wanting to talk about the dream.

It’s the same thing every time. People that he hurt who didn’t deserve it. The pain of his memories being erased. And he doesn’t want to weigh you down with his trauma anymore than he already has.

You watch him for a moment before nodding silently. Bucky thinks that’s the end of it but he’s shocked when your hand falls off the side of the bed palm open.

He glances up at you and you smile gently but say nothing. He reaches his right hand up and interlocks his fingers with yours.

It’s a little awkward and his arm tenses after a few minutes but it’s far too comforting for him to want to let go. Your hand tightens in his and Bucky finds it easier to fall asleep his hand intertwined with yours.

IV.

Bucky felt awkward in the hospital. He felt too hard and intimidating to be standing in the center of the pediatric ward waiting for you in your teddy bear scrub top and white bottoms.

“Excuse me?” He glances down when he feels a tug on his hand. There’s a young boy standing in front of him with wide eyes. “You’re friends with Captain America?”

Bucky hesitates for a moment before answering. “Yes.” He settles on saying as gently as he can.

He glances around in search of you. He had texted you when he arrived at the hospital and you had responded with a thumbs up, but he was assuming you had gotten busy in the time in between.

The boy squeals excitedly. “Is he here too? Can I meet him?”

Bucky shakes his head softly and kneels to be at eye level with the boy. “He’s home with his family.” When his eyes begin to water and his lip pouts, Bucky begins to panic. “But! I’m sure he’d love to visit soon! I can bring him! What’s your name?”

“Riley!” He looks up at the sound of your voice. A large smile spreads across your face at the sight of Bucky kneeling before the kid. You say something to the nurse beside you before rushing down the hall towards them.

“Riley.” You place a gentle hand on his shoulder. “What are you doing out of bed? You’re supposed to be in bed.” You look down with imploring eyes and the young boy looks away with an embarrassed smile.

“But! It’s Bucky! He’s Captain America’s sidekick.” Bucky’s mouth falls open in shock at the boy's statement.

“Sidekick?” Bucky asks in an offended tone. “Well-“ He cuts himself off when you look at him with exasperated eyes.

“And he said he would bring Captain America in! To meet me!” The boy's excitement obviously leaves him ignorant of Bucky's offense at being called a sidekick.

“And I’m sure he will. But right now you should be in bed.” You say sternly. The boy nods dejectedly and allows you to lead him back into his room.

When you come back out a large smile spreads across your face at the sight of Bucky standing and wiping his hand against his pants.

He can’t help but reciprocate the same large smile. He drops the bag in his hand on the counter beside him and opens his arms as you slam into him with your arms around his waist.

“Thank you so much! I thought my night was ruined!” You pull away but don’t let go as you smile up at him. “We can eat in the cafeteria.”

You grab the bag before he gets the chance to. You turn to the nurse that was sitting and going through charts next to you and with a big grin say, “Page me if you need me, I’ll be in the cafeteria!”

The woman nods with a soft laugh before looking down at the computer. You take Bucky’s hand in yours and begin to pull him towards the elevator.

“I can’t tell you how much I appreciate this. I know hospitals aren’t your thing.” You say quietly as the two of you step in. You lean away and press the two button.

Bucky thinks for a moment that you’re going to let go of his hand now that you’re not leading him anywhere but you don’t. Bucky smiles at the thought of this becoming a normal occurrence.

Your hand just felt right in his.

“Anything for you, doll.” He says quietly. He glances at you quickly before looking back at the descending numbers. “You’re my best girl.”

You nudge him with your shoulder as you laugh quietly. “That sounds like a line right out of the forties.”

Heat rises to Bucky’s cheeks but he laughs along. “You can take the man out of the forties but you can't take the forties out of the man.”

The two of you look at each other before you both burst out laughing. When the elevator stops on your designated floor you pull him out with you.

“As long as I get to be on the end of all that forties charm, I don’t mind a bit.” You lean into his side and smile brightly.

Bucky looks away as his cheeks turn an even brighter red. You giggle quietly when he looks back down at you. “Yeah. It’s always you at the end of it.”

The two of you look at each other for a moment before you pull him into a crowded cafeteria. “Let’s eat before I’m paged back to my floor.”

Bucky had grown more comfortable around you the longer you knew each other, but he still struggled to be fully comfortable with his arm.

It was a different arm, Steve had said once what felt like forever ago. He had rationalized with Bucky. His other arm had been attached to him and forced on him as a weapon. This arm had been made for him with peace in mind. It was untarnished. Mostly.

But a different arm didn’t change much for him. He had still caused so much pain with it. Was it really that different at all? His arm had always and will always be looked at as a weapon.

So he still wore long sleeves and a glove most of the time. Rarely let you see his biggest shame. You usually didn’t push. Sat on his right side. Held his right hand. You rarely said anything about it, it was almost like it didn't exist.

But, curiosity won out sometimes.

“Why won’t you let me see your arm?” You ask quietly one night. He’s sitting on one of your bar stools as you mix a pasta sauce in front of him.

It had been silent most of the night. You insisted on cooking your famous (at least that’s what you called it) pasta dish after not seeing him for a few days as a welcome home.

Bucky looks up at you with shocked eyes. You had never mentioned wanting to see his arm. He had assumed you didn’t want to.

“I… I don’t know.” He says quietly. He taps his fingers, his flesh fingers, against the counter top nervously. You watch him with hopeful eyes waiting for a real answer to the question. “I guess it’s easy to pretend it’s not there when someone’s never really seen it.”

“Hm.” You mumble in response. You step away from the stovetop and move towards him. “Why would you want to pretend it doesn’t exist? It’s a part of you.”

Bucky looks down at the gloved hand in his lap. “Doll… It’s not… It’s an ugly part of me. Dark and violent. And when I’m with you I get to pretend I’m not that.”

You come to stand in front of him. “There are no ugly parts of you. There’s you. There’s dark and there’s hurt and traumatized parts, but no part of you is ugly. Because on the other end of those there’s bright and happy and healing. Growth. James Buchanan Barnes, I can’t emphasize how beautiful I think you are.”

You raise your hand to rest it against his cheek and force him to look up at you. He shuts his eyes and leans into it. “And I’d really like to see your arm. To know that part of you too, but I won’t make you show me. I want you to show me on your own time.”

Bucky lets himself relish in the softness of your hand against his cheek before leaning away. “Okay…” He takes a deep breath. “Okay.”

He begins to shrug out of his jacket when your hand comes to rest on his right shoulder. “You don’t have to if you don’t want to, I need you to know that.” You say quietly.

Bucky gives you a small smile. “I know… Doll, you’re the person I trust most in the world. I want you to know me. All of me.”

You smile down at him and take a step back to give him space. Bucky shrugs the jacket off quickly before he can second guess himself. The glove comes off next and Bucky feels strangely naked as your eyes trace over him.

“Buck…” You trail off. Your hand comes up before pausing. You look up at him with questioning eyes and he nods. Your hand comes to rest on his shoulder and you raise his sleeve up a tiny bit to look at the scars that litter his shoulder.

Bucky rarely looked at the scars there. Decades of the arm built by HYDRA had destroyed so much of his skin it had taken forever for Shuri to properly fix and build his new arm.

Your hand moves from his shoulder to the metal arm and your fingers trace over the plates and move through the lines of gold. You move your hand in silence. Slowly taking in the creation.

“This is beautiful.” You finally say quietly as your hand meets his. You interlock his metal fingers in yours and he pulls you closer. You look down at him with a sincere smile. “How could you ever think this is anything but beautiful?” You ask quietly.

Your other hand comes to rest on his cheek again. Bucky looks up at you and sees a flurry of emotions flicker in your eyes.

Part of him wants to pull you down and kiss you senseless. Show you how much he appreciates your never ending warmth.

But he can’t bring himself to ruin the moment. Finds that he doesn’t really want to. He enjoys being here intertwined with you.

And I.

He doesn’t hide his arm from you anymore. Finds himself shedding his jacket and gloves the second he’s inside your apartment.

You don’t really say anything, but he’s noticed the smile on your face whenever you notice him in his short sleeve shirt. He thinks one day he’ll be ready to go out without gloves on. He’ll wear short sleeves out in the summer instead of covering up with the jacket.

But now with you, it feels like progress enough.

You sit on his left most of the time now, like tonight, and hold his metal hand in yours like it’s flesh. It had taken some getting used to. He had flinched away the first time you’d done it, but now it felt almost like habit.

You didn’t seem to think leaning against his metal arm was uncomfortable at all. Never showed signs of discomfort when your head rested against his shoulder.

“I love you.” You say quietly. So quietly Bucky almost doesn’t hear it. He freezes for a moment before swallowing and nodding. He assumes you mean the words as a friend, he had heard you say them to Sam and your other friends from work.

“Me too.” He says just as quietly. He’s sure if he says the actual words you’ll see just how much he means them. How terribly in love with you he is.

But that doesn’t seem good enough because you sit up and place a gentle hand on his cheek that forces him to look you in the eyes.

“James, I love you.” You say the words with so much passion that Bucky knows without hesitation that you mean you’re in love with him. That you loved him as more than a friend.

Tears gather in his eyes as he nods. “I love you too, doll.” He laughs wetly as a smile spreads across your face. “God. I love you so fucking much it’s scary.”

You laugh too. “Good. I was so fucking scared. Buck, you’re my best friend. I… I don’t know what I would do without you.”

Bucky’s hand moves from his lap to your cheek before landing behind your neck. He pulls you in and when he kisses you and you kiss back he thinks he finally understands how much you love him.

Moments flash in his mind as you crawl onto his lap so you’re straddling him. Your constant patience with him. The gentle way you say his first name. The bright smiles and great excitement.

The ability to see the beauty in him.

You pull away with a deep breath and begin peppering kisses across his face. “I love you. I love you. I love you.” You say quietly.

Bucky shuts his eyes as he relishes in your affection. “I love you too.” He murmurs. You had become his home.

Somebody who could mend the crack caused by Steve’s departure. Different aspects of his life, yes, but you had helped him heal nonetheless.

He loved you.

And you loved him. You always had. It had just taken Bucky some time to understand how you showed it.

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