#i fucking .sat on them like 2 weeks ago and have just had to wear cheap blue light ones instead </3

[valueinn]

FINALLY GETTING MY GLASSES FIXED TODAY

[xqueen-of-disasterx]

You’ll be a star

Paring: camgirl!fem!reader x dads!bestfriend!Nat

Summary: Natasha couldn’t help yourself when she saw her favorite girl.

Warnings: SMUT, recording, dom!Nat, sub!reader, nipple play, clit play, fingering, pet names, mommy kink, mask, kink, G!P Nat, praise kink, breeding kink, unprotected sex,

!Disclaimer English is not my first language so please excuse any grammar or spelling errors. This story is completely fictional!

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"And you are really comfortable with this" you asked your voice was small almost like a whisper. "I want to do this bunny, I mean it." She answered her voice full of confidence. She had agreed to help you with your life stream under the condition of not showing her identity which you of course respected. She was after all I known business women. You stranded her lap pulling the black baclava covering everything except a pair of piercing green eyes up to plant a reassuring kiss to the older woman’s lips. 

"I’m sure you’ll do great just be yourself and pretend no ones watching" You whispered against her lips pulling the mask down again. You turned to your camera and laptop seeing your reflection on the screen in front of you. Natasha wore a pair of faded jeans and a black wife beater making showing off her muscular build; looking at you you almost felt uncomfortable at your lack of clothing only wearing a matching set of white lingerie with small strawberries on them. "Are you ready?"

"I’m ready" she stated and you could see the excitement in her eyes after all Natasha wasn’t thought she was dreaming when out of all people you stood in the kitchen of your 2 days ago father. She had never meet you before after all you spend most of your time away at uni only coming home for the holidays or breaks. She happened to visit too in your two week visit in the summer break. She knew your face, of course she did, it was the face she jerked off to every night. You stood lend against the counter looking ever so innocent as your sweet lips curl into a smile as you spoke with your father; if he would only knew what his daughter was doing on the internet. And now she sat on your bed ready to experience everything with you. 

"The safe word is read" She reminded you "I won’t listen to stop sweetheart" You nodded turning to the laptop to press the record button starting the life stream. You sat back next to Nat as you saw the first few messages flooding in. 

Winter_Solidier: A guest? 

User85477439: Why the long wait?

User36298696: We missed you

You read out loud. "Umm… yes I’ve thought we spice it up with our guest here" Natasha nodded smirking under her mask you still weren’t quite comfortable doing this in front of a camera which made you so appealing to her, as if there was still a sense of innocence in you. 

— 

"Show them your pretty little tits bunny" Natasha smirked rolling er thumbs over your erected nipples. She held you to her chest, your back laying against her chest as she showed off your chest to the camera as you made pathetic noises in response. "Good girl" You moaned she had been teasing you seemingly endlessly never moving away from your breasts. Natasha glanced onto the screen reading through the messages

Denver-C donated $50: stop teasing her fuck her already 

User839236973: bring the guest more often 

"Mommy please" You whined out grinding against the air in desperate to find some kind of friction. "What’s the matter bunny you need to use your big girl words" You huffed throwing your head back as she twisted your already over stimulated nipples. "I- I need you" you whined your hips still buckling as Nat chuckled. "But I’m having so much fun you’re so sensitive" she taunted you "Wanna try making you cum just by your nipples" You shook your head winning in disagreement not expecting Nat to be so cruel. 

"Your viewers are betraying you" she laughed "They all want to see if you can cum from your tits" You were soaked as your juices were sticking to your thighs already. Natasha changed your position laying you down on the soft cushion as she latched on your breasts biting and tugging on them. You started to clench around nothing and your moans grew louder "Mhm mommy- ’m close" She chuckled before biting down again "Does my baby want to cum? Should I let you come" she whispered agist your skin "I think you wear good girl cum for me sweet girl" You didn’t need more to release your climaxing a scream soaking your panties in your cum. 

"Look at that baby, you made a mess all over the sheets" She chuckled hooking her fingers into your panties and pulling them your soft legs. "Such a messy girl" she coo’d against your soft skin. She manhandled you to sit in he lap again showing off your cunt to the camera keeping your legs spread with her her strong hands. "Don’ be shy baby girl show them what you’ve got"

"Natasha please" you pleaded, wanting nothing more then to be filled up by the older woman "What sweetheart, you need to use your words" You whined out, why had she to be so cruel. "I need you, fingers, cock I don’ care I need it now." She laughed at your desperate state "Should I let her have it?" She asked your viewers who are flooding the chat with donations or messages. 

"You got lucky sweetheart your chat is feeling generous" One of Natasha’s fingers trailed down to your gapping hole plugging it. She groans feeling how tight you actually were. You felt even better than she had imagined it. She started to move inside of you the heel of her hand rubbing over you clit. She stroked over your G- spot deciding to add a second finger to prepare you for her cock. 

She moved in and out pushing her fingers repeatedly into your tight heat. You threw your head back on her shoulder whimpering in her ear. "Are you close bunny" She coo’d and you nodded "Cum bunny cum for me" You climaxed over her hands your juices tripping down her hands. She brought up her fingers to your lips. "Open up bunny" Natasha pushed two finger down your throat making your eyes water. 

After she let you lick our own slick off her fingers her removed her hands from her mouth letting you catch your breath. She removed her jeans leaving them to pile at her ankles to tuck her boxers to her mid thigh revealing her lengthy hard on standing proud against her stomach. You were in an awe as you watched her jerk a few timer over her length before looking at you. 

"You can take that right?" You nodded still feeling a bit unsure she was bigger than anything you had taken yet. You strangled her lap Natasha gripping your hip to help you sink down on her cock. You felt a delicious stretch as Natasha bottomed you out. She let you adjust to her grit before you started to roll your hips. "Jus’ like that bunny" She moaned feeling your thighs heat against her shaft. "Good girl" 

She moved her hand from your hip to her to your breast rolling her thumbs over our overstimulated nipples. You had your hands on her shoulders moving your hips up and down moaning in pure lust. You knew she was just as close as you were. She started to thrust up desperate for an release inside of you. The thought of calming you with her seed inside of your womb made her go crazy. 

"Fuck" She panted "I’m gonna fucking cum inside of you, gonna fucking claim they tight littl’ pussy" With a last moan you came with her, your orgasms being triggered by the feeling of her painting your insides white. She had an iron grip on your hips to keep your hips moving to help you through your orgasm. You whimpered in overstimulation as she pulled you from her cocks showing of the mess between your legs. She sound of the donations was annoying her so she decided to hit the stop button taking care of you instead of further entertaining the creeps on the internet. 

—

"You’re gonna be a str Tasha they are loving you" you said in an awe as you scrolled through the comments of your lifestream. You laid in her arms as she kissed your temple. "I have to say it has a little kick" She smirked "But maybe I’ll Just keep you for myself Now" 

:)

I do not own these characters all rights go to Marvel

[sofs16]

just us- cl16

!! smau and real life

pairing: charles leclerc x celebrity!fem reader

summary: in which charles doesn’t know who y/n y/l/n is and yn doesn’t know who charles is

yn •••

liked by taylorswift, kyliejenner, and 7,202,686 others yn paris fashion week content upcoming <3 have a great day babes

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ynfilmz MOTHER WILL SERVE !!!

givenchy 🤍🤍🤍

honeymoon Beauty ❤️

emmachamberlain see u lovely

yns16 AAAAAAAA LEETS GOOO HAVE A GREAT DAY 2!! august 13, 2023

yndaily •••

liked by ynstagram, and 3,282 others

yndaily 📸 | Y/n arrives at the Givenchy show for Paris Fashion week!

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august 14, 2023

leclercupdates •••

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leclercupdates Charles just got inside the Givenchy show for Paris Fashion week!

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chacha1655 you’re doing great hunny 😄📸

sainzleclercf1 serve

august 14, 2023

yn •••

liked by pierregasly and 8,292,697 others

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leclerccccyn MOTHER ARE U BESIDE CHARLES?!?

august 14, 2023

leclercupdates and yndaily •••

liked by 16yln, and 10,5839 others yndaily 📸 | Charles Leclerc and Y/n Y/l/n sitting beside each other for the show! via @ voguemagazine and @yn’s post ! view all 1,010 comments

leclercpiano WHAT YNDAILY AND LECLERCUPDATES COLLAB POST????

user48393 WHAT THE FUCKKK

user9653 was not on my bingo card but YES

author lets pretend its them in the pic, kay? (:

august 14, 2023

yndaily •••

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yndaily 📸| yn at the givenchy show! view all 684 comments

august 14, 2023

charles sat down quite early for the show. he had been invited to a few fashion shows this year and wanted to attend some as a break from racing. he was honored to be sitting first row.

charles was chatting with the people beside him when a girl took her seat beside him. he turned his head to her and he started to stare as you sent a smile to him.

he suddenly wished he took pierre’s advice and wore a suit seeing as you were wearing a stunning backless dress with a black train.

“charles leclerc” he smiled nervously “y/n y/l/n” you extended your hand and he shook it.

“y/n! can we get a photo of you!” 3 photographers rushed over to her and she nodded with a smile. she soon nudged charles, who was staring at her, to lean in and join.

“have a good night, boys” you turn back to charles “so, you go to these shows often?” “no-no not much, work keeps me busy. you?” “fashion week is my favorite week of the year so.. yes”

“you- are in fashion?”charles tilted his head “Oh, no! I’m just some actress” “ah really?” “mhm, but i’ve been on a break for a while now just enjoying things” you shrugged “can’t take breaks like that where i work” you laughed “what do you do?”

“Just a racer” “you look like a Mercedes or Ferrari guy” you squinted your eyes. “Ferrari forever, belle” charles let that last part slip but thankfully the show was starting and you both just smiled at each other.

yn •••

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yn truly exquisite

@givenchy honored to be here

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charles_leclerc Just some actress? 😂

⤷ yn @charles_leclerc just a racer? ⤷ charles_leclerc @yn You started it, belle.

⤷ yn @charles_leclerc je suis désolé, chérie. i’ll have to make it up to you next time

[liked by charles_leclerc] ⤷ f1yln @yn @charles_leclerc what the fuck just happened.

⤷ charlesupdates @yn @charles_leclerc the charles was too stunned to speak. SHE CALLED HIM SWEETHEART 😭

august 14, 2023

charles_leclerc started following yn. 2h ago

yn started following charles_leclerc. 1m ago

leclercupdates and yndaily •••

liked by 10,697 others leclercupdates y/n and charles both now follow each other! view all 2,697 comments

ynleclerc next thing u know they’ll be married 😏

ynmother not vroom vroom man stealing MY wife.

august 14, 2023

yndaily •••

liked by leclercupdates, and 1,607 others

yndaily 📸| yn arrives at the ysl show! view all 59 comments

august 15, 2023

leclercupdates •••

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leclercupdates Charles arrives at the YSL show!

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ynleclerc my man squaring up knowing yn will be there 😭

gaslyleclerc SERVEDDDD

august 15, 2023

yn •••

liked by charles_leclerc, and 7,110,707 others

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august 15, 2023

charles_leclerc •••

liked by yn, and 2,202,292 others

charles_leclerc Wow! @YSL ❤️

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ynloml AHAAHHAA YN GOT CHARLES TO POST FASHION WEEK CONTENT DUBSS

yn told you u should post this ;)

⤷ charles_leclerc @yn It seems you’re always right 🤷‍♂️

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august 15, 2023

yn •••

liked by charles_leclerc, and 11,586,596 others

yn winky winky

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pierregasly winky winky

⤷ yn @ pierregasly alpine

⤷ pierregasly @yn @charles_leclerc taught you well

⤷ carlossainz55 @ pierregasly @yn winky winky

⤷ yn @ carlossainz55 forza ferrari ❤️

⤷ carlossainz55 @charles_leclerc she’s a keeper

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⤷ yn @ carlossainz55 @charles_leclerc is that so? august 16, 2023

yn •••

liked by charles_leclerc, carlossainz55, and 20,292,9494 others

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charles_leclerc ❤️❤️❤️

⤷ yn @charles_leclerc thanks for the racing lesson❤️‍🔥

⤷ charles_leclerc @yn Anytime ;)

carlossainz55 Come to the paddock?

⤷yn @carlossainz55 kinda wish the other ferrari asked me but sure, carlos

⤷carlossainz55 @charles_leclerc

⤷pierregasly @charles_leclerc

⤷lewishamilton @charles_leclerc

⤷landonorris @charles_leclerc

⤷maxverstappen1 @charles_leclerc

⤷danielricciardo @charles_leclerc

⤷scuderiaferrari @charles_leclerc ❤️🏎️

f1griddd bro summoned the whole grid

august 17, 2023

Charles Leclerc ✓⃝

charles_leclerc

.august 17, 2023

Charles Leclerc

Apologies, belle.

Would you like to come to the paddock at Netherlands next week? :)

.yn

charles, if you’re asking because half of the grid just spammed you, please don’t feel pressured to do so. i was just kidding but if you want me there, i’d happily go

Charles Leclerc

No! I want you there but I was not

sure if you’d like to come

yn

25th, correct?

Charles Leclerc

Yes, belle❤️

yn

you better win leclerc❤️

Charles Leclerc

I’ll do my best, it would be a shame

if I lost within your presence 😂

yn

mhmmm in your dreams

night leclerc

Charles Leclerc

goodnight, belle

[ yn reacted with 💤]

yn •••

liked by chares_leclerc and 17,293,382 others yn red isn’t really my color but it’ll do for today

congrats on pole position leclerc @charles_leclerc

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f1rrari OH HE DOWN BADDDD LOOK AT THAT EYE CONTACT

charles_leclerc What are you talking about, you look great in every color, especially red❤️

⤷ yn @charles_leclerc i guess you’ll have to invite me to more races so i get to wear it more 🤷🏻‍♀️

⤷ charles_leclerc @yn I guess I will

august 26, 2023

yn •••

liked by charles_leclerc, and 30,181,595 others yn he said he’ll do his best…

i don’t know much about f1 but apparently leclerc got p1 (is that correct)?? and i could not be more proud of this silly guy! keep it up monaco’s princess 🏎️

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scuderriaferrari Nice to have you at the garage ❤️

charles_leclerc Very proud you know what P1 is! Thank you, belle ❤️❤️❤️

ynbabes she really said fuck soft launches 😞

august 27, 2023

charles_leclerc •••

liked by yn, and 5,697,797 others charles_leclerc Very glad to be back on the podium! Congrats to @ carlossainz55 on P2! Thank you to @yn, I could hear your screams a mile away even if you don’t know what is happening❤️😘

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yn oops.. was i that loud

⤷carlossainz55 yes

⤷danielricciardo yes

⤷landonorris yes

⤷charles_leclerc yes but it is the thought that counts🙂

august 28, 2023

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august 29, 2023

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charles_leclerc P1! Great race with everything maximized today🙂 Thank you to everyone, the team, and @yn for screaming much louder ❤️❤️❤️

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yn ❤️❤️❤️

ynleclerc YEAH THEYRE DEFO A THINGGGG

august 30, 2023

abbie🏎️ @ynsleclerc • 1h

no bcuz why was charles spotted with a brunette a while ago………… YN BABY IS YNCHARLES STILL ALIVE??

yn •••

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yn my bad, i’ll stop coloring my hair so you guys don’t get confused ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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charles_leclerc Only woman for me, belle❤️ Don’t get too jealous 😂

⤷ yn @charles_leclerc my man, guys! my man!!!!!

pierregasly thank god it’s official. you’re all charles talks about

⤷ charles_leclerc what the hell, pierre!😂

ynleclerc should i change my username to reserve it for you?

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charles_leclerc •••

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charles_leclerc My belle ❤️ It is just us and that is all that matters. You have supported me like no other and I am always thankful. I do not know much about fashion but thank you to the person who seated us together. I will listen to you talk about which shirt matches which skirt for hours as long as it’s you talking. Te amo, Je t’aime, I love you in all languages ❤️❤️❤️

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ynleclerc giggling silly gf x poetic bf

leclerc1655 THE TEXT ON THE 2ND POST??

⤷ charles_leclerc Just a joke but one day❤️

yn wait i feel bad for making my caption silly now..

⤷ charles_leclerc but it’s true… brunette, blond, or dark hair, you’ll always be the girl with me :)

yn je t’aime chérie, i’d learn f1 mechanics for you anyday and scream till my voice gives out<3

[empresskylo]

[part 1] part 2 of touch-starved where Ghost and you have been distant ever since that night. you do not have to read part 1 in order to understand this part btw

a/n: you guys, i am down so incredibly bad. my entire pinterest and tiktok is covered with this stupid mask-wearing man. and i don’t even play the game so it has everyone around me like 🤨 also super annoyed that part 1 glitched or sumn because it posted my unedited version. edited version is on my ao3. anyways, enjoy the smut <3

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cw: ptsd, smut, p in v, reader described as small and referred to as a woman and blushes once

simon “ghost” riley x afab!reader

wc: 3.3k

𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐔𝐓

It was late in the compound, the silent night echoing through the hallways. Ghost and you had, in fact, been awkward the moment you released one another from your embrace. You had shuffled uncomfortably beside him as you both stood up. Ghost cleared his throat and his eyes danced across your face, his eyes unreadable. He shied away and motioned you to follow as you continued heading to base. 

It was weeks after that mission and you hadn’t really seen all that much of Ghost since. You had come up to train with Soap while Ghost was in the room. He swiftly exited, grumbling in annoyance as he left. Soap had raised his brows, noticing the (extra) grumpiness in Simon. 

You tossed and turned in your small room, a tiny bed and a chest of your things filling the space. You usually shared the room with another woman on your team but she was offsite at the moment. 

You grumbled, shoving your boots on as you got up in the dark. You decided you needed to walk it off. Maybe then you could sleep.

In just a tank top and tight black leggings, you left your room. 

You immediately collided with a large, firm object. You tripped, off balance from your boots not being tied, and fell backward. Two strong arms caught you, making you finally look up and coming face to face with Ghost. “Oh. LT,” you said embarrassed.

Ghost set you upright then removed his hands from around your arms, leaving a lingering warmth in their absence. Ghost was busy making his rounds as usual when your small frame came bustling into him. Always so clumsy.

Ghost’s blue eyes scanned your face. He was about to walk away and continue what he was doing, but halted. “Have you been cryin’?” 

You felt your face warm. Why did he always have to be so blunt? 

You shifted uncomfortably between your feet. He tried to get a glimpse of your face but you had shied away, staring at your boots. He could see the dark circles around your eyes from exhaustion. The same that he saw in his own reflection every morning. “Oh, uhm…” You rubbed the back of your neck.

“You still thinkin’ ‘bout that night?” You looked up at him and gave a meek nod. Of course, Ghost was referring to the close call a week ago where you almost got Gaz killed. You all had made mistakes that night, but Ghost had watched as your hand slipped from Gaz’s grip because you had failed to properly secure the rope holding you up. He had seen the horror spread across your face. 

Honestly, you were surprised Ghost hadn’t kicked you off his team yet. Soap and Gaz had reassured you that you were a crucial part of the team and any one of them could have made that mistake. 

But they didn’t. You did.

You watched as Ghost rolled his eyes and gripped his gun on his hip tighter before pushing you back into your room and closing the door. 

He sat on your roommate's bed and pointed at yours. “Sit,” he commanded. 

You did as you were told and closed your eyes. Here it was, the big moment where your Lieutenant finally ripped you a new asshole for being such a fuck up.

Ghost’s husky voice filled the already cramped space, threatening to overfill it. “I lost one of my best men back in the beginning.” Your eyes opened. You could see him in the faint glow of your room’s light. His eyes were heavy, surrounded in black, as he looked at you. “It was because of me.” Ghost felt his fist squeeze harder. You stared at him, realizing he was trying to make you feel better. To tell you how he had done something similar in the past. Though, he wasn’t great with words. You smiled at Ghost’s first kind words to you. “What?” His voice boomed with annoyance.

“Nothing.” Your smile sank as you thought of Gaz and you felt tears begin to well in your eyes again. “I’m not used to all this,” you said, gesturing around you. 

“The military?”

“Being alone.” Your voice was quiet. You had always had your family. Friends. And for all of it to be taken from you destroyed you. You felt a strange sense of relief finding family with these men. They filled the void that you tried to stuff with whatever you could. But there was always that one part that never quite filled.

Your knees brushed against Ghost’s. He reached out without thinking and grabbed your hand. No. You weren’t alone. They were your family now. This was your home.

Ghost was solely wearing his balaclava mask without his usual hard skull addition, which felt more intimate. You could see the instant regret in Ghost’s eyes when he realized what he was doing. As he retracted his hand, you reached out and stopped him. Just like before, your name left his mouth in a faint whisper. You slowly stood, still gripping Ghost’s gloved hand, and pushed him back onto the cot. Maybe it was the way you now knew perfectly well that Ghost was feeling the same absence you were. Or maybe it was the darkroom that gave you confidence. You slowly crawled up beside him, your heart pounding in your ears. You moved dramatically slow, like you were attempting not to spook a feral cat—and in a weird way, you were. 

Ghost’s eyes were burning a hole through you as he just let you touch him like this. He had half a mind to push you away, but his body knew how alone he felt as well. He craved this. 

You rested a hand on his chest and Ghost felt your touch burn him through his clothes. He gently moved his shoulders so he was sliding his tactical gear off. Your small fingers helped, throwing his vest onto the floor. In one swift motion, Ghost decided what he wanted and he pulled you on top of him, your body flat against his. A small yelp had escaped your lips. You were afraid Ghost could feel your heart racing. His arms tightened their grip around you, suddenly overflowing with the need to connect with another human. To have your delicate hands caress him. To feel the warmth of your body against his. 

He slipped his gloves off and he placed his calloused hands on your exposed arms. You held in a tight breath as he gently touched you. 

You felt his chest move as he let out a painful breath. You peered up at him finally, faintly making his eyes and mask out in the dim light. Ghost looked down at you as he felt your eyes lock onto him. You gulped, unsure of what your next moves would bring.

You trailed your hands up, making Ghost’s own slip from your arms and rest on your waist. You propped yourself up slightly as you reached out to Ghost’s mask. He flinched backwards before stilling. Taking that as consent, your fingers pulled the bottom of his mask up from its spot under his black shirt. Ghost was breathing loudly through his nose as you edged the hem of it up slowly. You finally pushed it up, just enough to expose his jaw and the tip of his nose. You stopped there to much of Ghost’s relief. If you had tried to remove his mask any further, he would have likely thrown you off of him. 

“I get it,” he said softly. 

“Hm?” Your eyes traced his lips as he spoke, his thick accent pooling from his mouth that you could finally see. He had quite a bit of stubble coming in. “Being alone,” he finished.

“And do you like it, LT?” Your eyes darted up to his, almost challenging him. Did he like being alone? He had told himself yes for years. Every void he felt didn’t matter. He filled it with violence and bloodshed from striking down his enemies. 

But now, having your warm body flesh against his own, your tiny fingers brushing against his jaw as you pried his mask up, he wasn't so sure. He wanted you. Desperately. 

Ghost’s silence was deafening as he contemplated. Finally, he pulled you up into him, a small “Wha—“ leaving your lips before they were locked with his. Ghost didn’t begin to move until you reciprocated. Then, he deepened the kiss. His mouth attacked yours fervently. Your hand slid up to his chest to hold yourself steady. One of Ghost’s hands tightened on your hip, the other moving into your hair. He pulled you closer, his tongue sliding against your lips. His fingers clenched your hair, a feeling he hadn’t felt in so long. 

As fast as it began, it ended. Ghost pulled back, both of you breathless. His hand didn’t leave its spot behind your head as he spoke. “No. I don’t fucking like it.”

Your eyes widened in reaction to something you couldn’t quite explain. Your body tingled as he stared at you. You moved your fingers to the hem of his t-shirt, edging it up. You wondered if you were going too far. Before you could finish your thought, Ghost pushed you back onto his thighs and tore his shirt off, careful to not catch his mask in the process. At this angle, you could make out the details of his partially exposed face. You saw old, faded scars that trickled across his face. One slid down his neck to his shoulder. 

You pulled your tank top off, your breasts exposed, though he could hardly see in this lighting. You tentatively leaned forward, your chests colliding. You hugged him as close as you could, your body flat against his once again, but without the fabric. Ghost’s arms came up to wrap around you, pulling you into him. You felt a sigh of relief escape his mouth as you held each other, your fingers tracing smooth circles on his side. 

You could hear his heartbeat. You smiled lazily. How much you had missed having someone you trust this close. 

You turned to him and leaned up to kiss again. You could see his hesitation, but he concluded his thoughts by softly kissing your lips. You felt a chill run down your spine. This was the man who could scare a grown man with just a look. The man who gave you orders. The man who couldn’t be killed. A man filled with such rage that it came out in bursts of humor here and there. A man who hadn’t shown anyone his face is God knows how long. 

And then here he was, pressed against you, kissing you so delicately like you might break. His rough fingers ran along your back, the heat from your body making him sweat. 

He should be worried about what this meant for the two of you. How wrong this was since he was your lieutenant. But Ghost’s mind was so preoccupied, he wasn’t sure he had the strength to think about anything other than the way you were consuming him in this moment. 

He felt your fingers fiddle with his belt. A wave of heat ran to his crotch. He pushed you back and you pouted, suddenly embarrassed. You had gone too far. Of course, Ghost wouldn’t want to—

You were cut off when you saw Ghost lifting his hips to push his pants down. You gulped, a blush spreading across your chest. 

He reached out for you. He knew how pathetic he was acting, but he didn’t care. He was drunk off your touch and fuck, did he need more. He wouldn’t let himself ruin this.

His fingers played with the hem of your leggings and he tried to pull them down. You stood up and tore them off before settling yourself on his thighs once again. Your hands rested on his strong shoulders, looking into his eyes shyly. He was breathing deeply as he stared at you. Both of you were shocked at what you were doing. 

“We can stop if…” he started, but you reached out and dragged your fingers along his scruffy jaw, making his words get trapped in his throat. Your finger pads tickled him as they slid down his slightly hairy chest and traced over his faded scars. 

“Do they still hurt?” You asked timidly, afraid you were really pushing things now. Maybe all he wanted was the feeling of a woman in his bed after not having one for so long. You bringing up his battle scars was sure to kill the mood. 

“Not physically.” You felt goosebumps rise on your skin, his voice far deeper than you’ve ever heard him before. You leaned down and placed a kiss against them. Peppering him with your soft lips. Ghost felt his eyes shut as he focused on the way your lips felt against him. Your wandering hands tracing his side and thigh. 

You looked back up at him and his hands immediately went to you. His hand slowly skimmed your thigh, edging closer to your throbbing core. He hesitated before stroking his knuckle against your underwear, making you bite your lip. He was so slow with his movements, wanting to be gentle with you. Shit. Had it really been this long since he got laid?

He watched as your eyes squeezed shut, your nails digging into his shoulder as he continued to drag his knuckles against you. 

Ghost had reached his breaking point when he saw your face drowning in pleasure. He grabbed your hips and flipped you around so you laid sprawled beneath him. You let out a tiny yelp, your eyes wide open now as you stared at a hovering Ghost above you. His hands gripped your panties and slid them down your legs and threw them on the floor. He looked down at you, his mouth all but watering. You tried to squeeze your thighs together feeling flustered at his gaze. He pried your legs apart and settled himself between them so you couldn’t close them again. “Don’t get shy on me now, pet.” 

You took in a sharp breath at the name he just called you. Unsure if you liked it or not, Ghost halted movement before you were prying at his waistband. His husky chuckle vibrated through his chest. 

He pushed his underwear down just enough to free himself and he rubbed himself against you. You gasped and grabbed onto his shoulders again. You wanted to look down and see if he was as big as you thought but it was too dark in your room to tell. You’d find out soon enough. 

Ghost’s pupils were blown as he pressed against your soaking entrance. He crashed down on top of you and held himself up with his elbow, his chest pressing against yours, his other hand lining himself up. As he began to push himself into you, his hand came up, getting lost in your hair. 

You both groaned as he stretched you out, slowly filling you. He really was big.

After a few painfully long moments, he bottomed out, his breath hot on your neck as he panted against you. His hands continued to wander across your body, grabbing the fat around your thigh and hips every so often. Then moving up to caress the swell of your breast. Ghost pulled out and then pushed himself back in rather roughly. “Simon,” you gasped. His name in your voice had his eyes honing in on yours. He sounded gruff as he spoke, “Am I hurting you?” 

You shook your head, desperate for him to slam into you again. You bucked your hips against him and he got the message. 

Simon began at a steady pace, growling each time his cock hit your cervix. You dug your nails into his back, Simon painfully stretching you out. 

Simon’s face sank into the crook of your neck, leaving little kisses against your skin as he rutted into you. He smelled of mint and gunsmoke. His hand slid along your body and up into your hair, giving it a slight pull. You mewled, your eyes fluttering. “Like all the lil’ noises you make,” he grumbled between grunts. 

Your walls clenched against him and he swore under his breath, his hands gripping you tighter. His body laid flat against yours, your nipples pressing against him. You were completely engulfed by this large man; you never felt so safe. 

You began muttering incoherent words as he filled you up, completely drunk off him. Ghost pulled away and looked down at you. Your eyes met his. Your face was glowing with sweat as the two of your bodies intertwined in the small quarters. 

Ghost gripped your thighs and pushed them towards you so he could get a better angle, all while never breaking eye contact. 

“Fuckin’ hell,” he moaned. Your hands clenched the bedsheets, your walls tightening in on him. You both were dangerously close. 

One of his fingers began to rub circles on your clit. Your eyes rolled into the back of your head as you repeated his name again and again. “Look at me,” Simon demanded. Your eyes flew open and locked back with his as you came, your walls clenching Ghost’s cock painfully tight. He moaned as he watched you gasp in ecstasy. 

“Fuck. Simon,” you mewled. That was enough to push him over the edge. He pulled out of you before stroking himself and coming against your lower belly, leaving ropes of his come dripping down you. 

You both struggled to catch your breath. Simon rubbed his cock against your slit, riding out both of your highs. 

Your orgasm floated away as you came down from your high, relaxing into the pillow. The dark makeup around Ghost’s eyes were smudging from the heat, but it just made his eyes even more captivating. 

Before you could speak, Simon leaned over and grabbed his t-shirt, wiping his mess off your belly. 

Ghost’s eyes analyzed your face, trying to read your expression. He pulled his mask back down and silently got dressed. You did the same. 

You looked up at him as he towered over you, he seemed a lot shorter when you were both horizontal. He had everything on except his shirt, which he held in his hand. You’d be lying if you said the sight of Ghost’s exposed chest wasn’t sending a rush of warmth between your thighs again. 

He stood there, lost for words. You shifted between your feet as he intently watched you.

“I, uhm. If you want, you can…well. You can lay here with me. For a bit. If you wanted.” 

Your face was red hot as you babbled like an idiot. But you desperately wanted Simon to lay down and hold you as you fell asleep, so you didn’t care about acting like a fool at this very moment. 

Simon pushed off his tactical gear instantly as if he was just waiting for the invite. He loomed over you before pulling you down with him into your tiny bed. Ghost took up most of the mattress so you were forced to lay flat against him, his arm gripping you close like he never wanted to let go. Your back pressed into his chest and your eyes felt heavy at the rise and fall of his breath. 

You felt him reach up and take his mask off, clutching it in his hand as he held you, his mouth next to your ear as he shared your pillow. You fell asleep to his warm breath and nose nuzzling you. You’d worry about the awkwardness tomorrow, especially when you realized Ghost would have to somehow exit your room without getting caught. 

Ghost’s hand clutched you against him the entire time he slept. He hadn’t slept this well in years. 

[nanaminsmoon]

babydaddy!connie x blackfem!reader

a/n: this one made my heart ache a little icl. but i had to put this song because it goes so well😭

pt.2

cw: pnv, unprotected sex, infidelity (reader cheats), connie calls reader; 'ma', 'hermosa', ”es bueno, ma?” ("is it good, ma?"), "quieres otro hijo, hm? you want a boy or a girl? dime, and i’ll give it to you” ("you want another kid, hm? [...] tell me, and i'll give it to you"),

wc: 3380

“why’s my daughter telling me you got a boyfriend?”, booming from where its owner was stood at the door, connie’s voice abruptly entered your ear canals to bring your attention to him. after hugging your daughter, you had kept your front door open for connie to come in if he wanted to. and, when he followed you both inside, you had just assumed he was bringing in your daughter’s belongings. even as he stuck around after having placed her bags in her bedroom, his presence was dashed to the back of your mind. now, as your child sat in the garden eating with her aunt, he was demanding your attention as he leant against the doorframe.

“because i do”, your eyes were trained on the soapy dishes in front of you, and they wouldn’t divert as you spoke. meaning you didn’t see the incredulous expression on your ex-boyfriend’s face, as his features scrunched at your straight forward response.

“the fuck you need a boyfriend for?”, he asked. confusion was laced through every word in that sentence to hold it together so it could leave his mouth. barely.

“because we can't fuck as friends forever, connie. at some point we both need to move on, and i have”, you answered, frankly. the decision to coparent came after you and connie decided to break up four years ago. and four long years had been hastened by sunday sunsets spent behind closed bedroom doors when he returned your daughter back to you. meaning that suspicions did rise when the emotions sprawled on your face, at the end of every week, had become more impassive—the lustful glimmer in your irises, dimming to a seemingly more platonic one. yet, connie never said anything, he just assumed you wanted space. that’s not to say that it didn’t bother him, but he knew that he couldn’t beg you to come back to him. as much as he did want to.

because, contrary to popular belief, connie had changed since you two broke up. having heard the news of you having a boyfriend, old connie would’ve had a video of some girl throwing ass on him seared into the back of your eyelids by sundown. but old connie had never developed an understanding of how important his family was, and new connie would lose his life before he lost his girls. yet, these two different versions of the same man still shared one similarity; their love for antagonising you.

“so you're just bringing randoms into the place my daughter sleeps?”, connie exaggerated as he always did, irritation audible in his tone. and you’d roll your eyes at him.

“first off, he's not a random, he's my boyfriend. and second, this is my house, i can bring in whoever i want”, you said, wiping a pan. that term, ’my boyfriend’, was an anvil that sunk connie’s intestines to his feet in a way he had never felt before. it was hard to put a finger on what exact feeling it induced, but he did know that it pressed his dreams, of getting his family back, into grains of sand that would escape his grasp through the growing gaps in his fingers.

“has she met him?”, he asked, cautiously, looking at his sock covered feet in the slippers you had always kept for him. in the past, that had been a gesture that made him feel at home with you; something that made him feel like you still cared for him the way he did you. but now, the slippers felt uncomfortable. like they were growing in size, and the only person capable of wearing them was someone he could never be—like he couldn’t fill them anymore, and you knew that so you had gotten someone else to do it.

“yeah, he came over and cooked us dinner and she loved it.”, you said, tone coming out more braggy than you had hoped. and that hurt connie more than it angered him, but the latter was the only thing he was capable of expressing.

“so what, you gonna marry him?”, those words were abrupt, even surprising connie’s ears. but they’d be met with a scoff from your glossed lips as annoyance built inside you. your love life was none of his concern, and he knew that, so his entitlement infuriated you beyond belief.

“i don't know, connie”, you said, vexed, as you waved him off, “even if i was, why’s that any of your business?”,

“’cause you're the mother of my child. as long as she's here, your business is my business”, the truth in that statement rested in what connie didn’t say. that being, you were the woman he wanted to spend the rest of his life with so, whether you liked it or not, his heart had already staked its claim on you. and he needed to know who to fend off, to keep you by his side.

no thoughts spawned in your mind at that statement, so you’d just remain silent as you continued what you were doing. that gave connie enough time to search for straws to clutch at to get you back. but he could only ever draw one. that was the one that placed a small smile on his face as his tongue swiped across his bottom lip; if connie couldn’t win your mind over, he’d try his luck at the one thing that refused to obey the former.

”so we’re done? not even one more time for the road?”, connie’s shoulder pushed his body off the doorframe, before he started making his way toward you. a stutter in your mind would replay that phrase, ’one more time for the road’, until it finally clicked.

“we're not fucking, no”, you said, avoiding eye contact.

“just quickly, ma. i know you miss it.”, connie’s smirk would only widen when his statement received no rebuttal. and it’d stay that way as he walked to stand right behind you—he’d place a hand on either side of you, pushing you right against the counter. all you could muster was a harsh swallow as connie moved closer to you, and his breath would be touching your neck as he spoke, voice lowered.

"you used to call me all the time telling me you ain't never had dick like this. and i know he ain't fucking you good enough for you to forget about me", connie’s lips brushed past your ear. a brief shudder would intensify to wring out any suppressed longing you held for him, producing a moist patch at the front of your underwear. and that was before you could even feel his desperation, to keep you his, pressing into your lower back. once that’d register, you’d have to breathe deeply to release the temptation building within you.

"i'm not cheating on my man, connie", you said, voice shaking. a sigh would fall from connie’s lips, hitting the spot on your neck they planned to cover, before transfiguring into a tingle that explored your back. one of connie’s favourite things about you was your loyalty, so that answer was expected. but he’d still kiss his teeth at the knowledge that it was now being directed toward someone else.

"then leave him", he’d say, an inch away from your neck, before his plump lips would attach to the skin there. a proprietorial mark would be etched onto your skin when connie heard you sigh out in pleasure. the erasure of all his doubts would arrive when you tilted your head to give him better access. and those doubts would then be quashed completely when your hand rose to run your fingers through his buzzcut.

a few more kisses to the neck, combined with connie’s hand venturing into the front of your leggings to rub away all loyalties to your man, affirmed connie’s statements about you missing him. but once you were in the privacy of your bedroom, he could actually feel how much you missed him; your need for him was prominent in the way you tightened around his length like you feared letting him go. this was the first time where fucking you was a welcomed struggle, pulling out of you being a necessity he wanted to avoid. mainly due to the connection of your foreheads, connie couldn’t see anything but you; the noises you made, your scent, the look he could discern in your eyes when they weren’t exploring their sockets, all of it warmed his heart in an infuriatingly delightful way. and there was no way you hadn’t missed him, and the way he knew your body inside out. the way he knew where to kiss as your legs rested over his shoulders, a pillow sat underneath your hips as your nails painted stripes onto the skin on his back. five years ago, connie fucked you in every position he could think of, but separation birthed the need for closeness. so now, whenever you two fucked, it was always in a position that allowed for his eyes to be locked with yours as his tip poked that spot that had made you nut twice already.

”es bueno, ma?”, he asked and you’d nod a reply, pulling a smile from the man above you. you were all he could see, and perhaps that’s why he saw love in everything that surrounded him.

prior to this point in his life, connie’s need to build a family with you had never been a focal point for him. but now it was all he could see; he saw it in the envy that followed him around at the sight of families happily laughing together, he saw it in the ducks dutifully trailing their mother at the pond near your house, and he felt it when the merging of you and your daughter’s giggles made his heart feel swollen in a way he could never soothe. if he had it his way, you’d both be married with four kids living in some mansion somewhere. but when push came to shove, his ideals only ever amounted to short-lived ‘conversations’ when you two were fucking,

”quieres otro hijo, hm? you want a boy or a girl? dime, and i’ll give it to you”, a fucked out mutter would always fall from your lips, and that’s the only answer he could ever get from you. because the answer you gave him any other time, tore his heart into a million pieces he had yet to locate. your boyfriend posed a new challenge for him, so connie would have to tell you how he felt before he lost you forever. feverish kisses would be placed on any skin connie would reach, as his hips sped up. pleasured mumbles would mean nothing to him, because he could feel your body warning him of your release.

”i’m yours, hermosa, just—fuck—nut on it”, he’d instruct, and your body would obey. this man was fucking you so good, you could’ve sworn you felt your soul leave its vessel, to watch you coating connie and the bed underneath you, in your arousal. and connie wouldn’t be far behind—hips losing their rhythm, and low ’fuck’s leaving his mouth before he started kissing you again.

”ifuckingloveyou”, he messily kissed onto your lips and surprise struck you so hard, you didn’t even register your own mouth speaking back to him,

”mmloveyoutoo”, those words would be enough to trigger a twitching in connie’s balls that would empty them, until he was leaking out of you.

the kiss you two shared was bittersweet, both literally and figuratively. not just due to the lingering taste of the results of your aching throat, mixing with the reason why you could still feel his lips wrapping around your clit, but also because connie felt like he was flirting with a dream that could never be realised. but that wouldn’t stop you two from losing yourself in each other and making out for a few minutes. until you’d hear a knock. all movements would be halted, and there’d be silence from behind the door. then winces, and small hisses of discomfort, would fill the space as connie pulled out of you before getting up to put his boxers on. he’d step off the bed, walking over to the door to tend to, who he thought was, his daughter.

”princesa, we’ll be out in a second, okay?”, connie shouted to the other side of the door, but the voice he heard was not the one he was expecting.

“the fuck’s going on?!”, connie’s eyes would dart back to your wide ones, before a smirk would quickly grace his face. it was clear to see that he was trying his very hardest to not burst into laughter, despite your panic being written all over you. disorientation clouded you to the point that you didn’t even realise that the shirt you decided to put on your body was connie’s. but he would. and he wouldn’t say anything, even as you walked to the door to talk to your boyfriend.

”i can explain”, is all you’d manage to get out to your man, before he’d open the door further to find connie sitting himself on the bed, covering himself with the sheets he’d just put on his lower half. the lower half of his face remained smug, but the upper half of it was focused as he watched the scene unfolding in front of him; desperate hands grappling to hold your boyfriend’s arms or hands, as he paced the room, trying to digest what he was seeing. connie’s enjoyment would be short-lived, ending when he heard the angry words your boyfriend was throwing at you.

”shoulda fucked her better, then i wouldna had to do it”, he said, still laid on the bed. the room would fall still once again, and you’d look at him in pleading. he’d shrug, but acquiesce, not saying anything after that comment. that seemed to be the final straw for your boyfriend, because he’d say something about needing to go outside before walking out.

the blustering of infuriated footsteps would fade out as you followed your boyfriend down the hallway to the front door. connie would sit in waiting, leaning against the headboard, as he contemplated what this meant for the both of you, but those thoughts would be cut short at your return. alone. it turns out, no amount of apologies or promises that this will never happen again could convince your boyfriend to stay. and, though that elated connie more than he cared to admit, he couldn’t help the lump forming in his throat at the sight of your slumped posture as you sandwiched your lip between your teeth, swallowing pained tears. that lump would block any sly comments he planned to make. in fact, he wouldn’t even speak as he got up to walk to you, hands reaching to pull you closer to him. even as you pushed him away,

”leave me alone”, you chided, quietly. but, no matter how hard you pushed, connie would overpower you to pull you into the warmest hug you’d had in months. its warmth would invite your arms to wrap around him, sobs spilling into his bare chest the second your cheek touched it. not once letting go, connie would pull you back into bed, wrap you in the sheets, before comforting you. relief drowned a certain of him as it knew that he had a chance of getting you back. but the part of him that still had its head above water wrestled with guilt; there’s nothing this man wanted for you than happiness, and seeing his hands be the ones to take it away from you pained him.

the commotion of everything numbed you to your environment, so it would be only a few moments before your distraught sobs would reach the ears of the person you wanted to hear them least. small knocks would bring yours and connie’s attention to the half-open door, and you’d try to get yourself together, but there was only so much you could do to hide the shadows of sorrow reddening your eyes, and creating darkened splotches on connie’s shirt. as soon as you saw your daughter reach up to comfort you, you’d climb off the bed and hug her, feeling your heart start to glue back together when she wiped a tear off your face. both you and connie would instruct her to wait for you in the living room and you’d begin getting dressed properly once you’d hear her run off excitedly.

the both of you would get dressed, and walk down the stairs, in silence. the most connie would provide would be an arm around your shoulder, and a kiss to your temple, which you accepted happily. and, as soon as you were within an earshot of the living room, you’d hear ’the little mermaid’ playing for the nth time, accompanied by the usual harmonisations provided by your daughter’s jovial singing. you’d be admiring the blankets, cushions, and snacks she had set up before you’d be distracted by the rustling of connie putting his shoes and coat on. every fibre of your being would beg you to stop him, but you’d try and convince yourself that he probably had somewhere to be. however, such considerations meant nothing to your hand that was already reaching to grab at his own,

”stay.”, you asked quietly, and his eyes would widen at the request. of course he wanted to stay, but he didn’t think you’d want to spend another minute around the man who had just ruined your relationship. but then once your daughter ran up to him, pouting while asking,

”please~”, his decision would be made for him.

as you watched the movie, you’d notice connie’s eyes fixated on you. at first you thought he was watching your daughter wave her little mermaid doll around but, when you’d turn to check, you’d be met with direct eye contact. his lips would fall agape only to meet again, before they’d open to allow their owner to mouth a belated apology,

”i’m sorry”, his swollen lips would trace out, and a forgiving ”it’s okay” would be mouthed by your own lips. there’d a second where you’d just be staring at each other in mutual love and understanding. it was obvious that this chapter wasn’t finished, not when the authors holding the pens had changed immensely since the day the first page of the book had been written. but small hands would rise to push your faces to face the screen, and connie’s own inability to forgive himself for his actions would shift his eyes to the floor. that’s when they’d narrow in on the slippers that did nothing but breed insecurity. a small voice in his head would ask him if they still felt hard to fill, and admittedly, they still did. yet, looking at them again, he didn’t mind that. though the future still held uncertainties, the feeling of you and your daughter leaning on him, as his arm reached around to embrace you both, filled the gaps of himself he had lost confidence in. because this was all he had ever wanted; to become a person that could be leant on by the people he cared for most. both of you. for as long as his lungs held breath, and for as long as the image of you and your child falling asleep on him every night, was the only one his subconscious could conjure up when his head met his pillow at the end of every day.

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[brownsugarwrites]

Up late.

Pairings: Bodyguard!Kuai Liang x Black!socialite!reader

Warnings: Smut, established relationship ,edging, tears, praise, bratty reader, soft dom kuai but he is a asshole, choking , cursing, cumming inside, squriting ,aftercare. also not alot of dialouge here.

wc: 1.5k

listened to alot of ari lennox while writing this. This was supposed to be done weeks ago but school was beating my ass saur I hope everyone enjoys!! For your listening pleasure.

It was late. Very late. 2:30 in the morning to be exact. You had just come from a night out with your best friends who had come into town for the weekend. Your parents were currently on a business trip so you were under Kuai’s supervision. But, the only problem was you didn't tell Kuai about you leaving and going out.

Was it out of pettiness? Yes. But you were sure he would do nothing about it. The past few weeks he had been letting you slide more than usual. You would yell and curse him out just because he told you no or you would just be defiant knowing you got under his skin with the little things you did.

Locking the door to your G-Wagon your father gifted you for your 21st birthday your heels clacked on the pavement of your driveway as you made your way to the front door. Fumbling in your purse to take out your house keys you sighed in exhaustion. You forgot had thrilling it was to sneak out and go party with your friends all night

Walking into your home you slipped off your heels before hanging your purse on the hook. Flicking on the light in the foyer you jumped seeing your personal bodyguard Kuai Liang sitting on the couch waiting for you to get home.

You were fucked.

“Oh hey, I thought you would be sleeping right now,” you said quite nervously but you tried not to show it

“Where were you?” he asked calmly.

You knew he already knew the answer to that so it was a matter if you were gonna lie to him or not. Knowing you were already in deep shit you decided to be truthful this one time.

“I went out with some friends. Why does it matter?” you asked crossing your arms

“Because last time I checked. You are under my watch correct?” he asked

You nodded your head before opening your mouth but Kuai cut you off

“Yes, you are under my supervision this weekend. So why did you think it was ok to go out without telling me where you were going”

You sat in your thoughts for a moment. Until the light bulb metaphorically appeared over your head.

“I'm grown first of all. All you do is treat me like I'm a child who can't handle themselves,” you said standing your ground before walking away to your bedroom.

Following behind you as you walked away from him he called your name continuously as you ignored his advances, Soon you reached your room and before you could close the door on his face he caught the door before it could close.

“I wasn't done talking to you.” He said voice slightly deeper than usual

“Well, I am-” you began before looking into his eyes seeing the seriousness in them.

Before you could think, he was gently pulling you by your neck to bring your face to his before kissing you harshly. Having to clutch on his shirt to keep you steady you grounded yourself before feeling Kuais hands go to your ass lifting you partially his way of telling you to “jump”

Bringing you closer to the bed your stomach churned in anxiousness mixed with arousal watched as he discarded his shirt on your floor. Watching him climb back over you he didn't say a word as he nearly tore off the dress you were wearing.

Some may say you were spoiled by nature. With your parents owning multiple businesses you never had to want for anything. No was not in your vocabulary or your parents. This made you entitled for lack of better words. You didn't care about how other people felt (sometimes) and how your actions would eventually have a consequence.

That was until Kuai was assigned to you about a year or two ago. When Kuai came you calmed down tremendously. You started to like him and you didn't want to run him away. Therefore you toned down to pursue something further with him, secretly of course (his brothers knew).

Once the two of you started to secretly date your shell started to peel slowly and soon enough you were back to your usual antics.

Peeling off your thin underwear he kissed your thighs a few times before leaving little bites and licking a stripe along your cunt. He quickly replaced his tongue with his fingers. Hitting that particular spongey spot that had your mouth running dry and seeing stars

“Kuai.. I’m bout to cum-” You would pant nearing your release

Soon as those words fell from your pretty mouth he quickly took his fingers out of your aching pussy hearing you whine in need

“Kuai why did you do that?” you asked sitting up on your hands before looking him in his eyes

Staring at you he couldn't help but think you were so beautiful like this. Even though you were near tears because of your denied release. This would set the tone for the night. Saying nothing he climbed on top of your flower bed sheets before pulling you in between his legs with your back against his broad chest. Taking a hand to turn your head to give you a soft kiss you thought that maybe he would let you cum this time around.

You were wrong.

Every time you were near a release he released his fingers from your puffy clit as the tears streamed down your face. Your whines and pleads for him to let you cum were strong as you felt like he had you in this position for hours toying with you while whispering sweet nothings in your ear as you begged for a release. But, you weren't getting off that easy.

“I need you so bad. No more teasing Kuai please baby” you said breathlessy wanting to be satisfied.

“I dont think you’ve learned your lesson princess,” he responded rubbing your thighs to try to calm down a little

“I did! I'm sorry Kuai just please I need you so bad.”

“Promise you won't be mean any more?” he asked smiling

Nodding your head rapidly you whined feeling his fingers rub on your clit once more before lifting you to place you on his lap. Incoherent words fell from your lips as you sunk into him.

“There we go sweetheart, shh I got you,” he said along your neck before bouncing you up and down.

Usually, Kuai kept his composure very well. But when he was inside you his composure slowly faded away. The way you squeezed him and the little noises you would make as he fucked into you kept him going while driving himself crazy at the same time.

He was in love with you. No matter how spoiled you were, he knew the other side of you that most didn't. He was grateful to see both sides of you. His brothers always talk about your behavior and how your attitude could be too much to handle. But he knew how to get you to submit completely to him. It took some time but he knew how to get you there.

Putting you on your back he continued to fuck you into feeling your almond-shaped nails digging into his back as you cried out for him nearing your release.

“Just wait princess, im close hold on a little longer” he grunted continuing to fuck into you

Squeezing your eyes shut you tried to hold on for him but your body was defying what your mind was saying

“Cant hold it anymore baby please.” you whispered trying to open your eyes

Seeing your glossy eyes he groaned seeing how fucked out you were. That was all he needed to cum

“Cmon baby, thats it, i got you” as you released all over him as he pumped his cum into you.

He laid on top of you as the two of you breathed in sync. Feeling warm and soft kisses being placed on your forehead before getting carried to the bathroom.

Running the hot water with your lavender soap he went back to your room to change your sheets and to pull out your sleepwear for the night. Coming into the bathroom quietly he tied your headscarf around your braids before putting on your bonnet. Once the water was done running he set you in the tub gently before getting behind you.

“Thank you.” you said softly sinking into the hot water

Helping wash each other off some kisses were shared in between with light giggles from the bubble getting on kuais face. Retreating from the bathroom Kuai went to grab some clothes from his overnight bag before coming back to your room to put his clothes on.

Peeling back your comforter the two of you laid down on your soft pillows while staring in each others eyes.

“Are you upset with me Kuai?” you asked softly before playing with his hair.

Before he could answer he took in the way the soft moonlight illuminated your brown skin and created a twinkle in your eyes. You were perfect.

“I could never be upset with you. I just didn't expect you to be gone. Your parents would kill me if I let you get hurt.”

“Im sorry…” you said with shame laced with embarrassment.

“I forgive you, princess. Next time just tell me when you’re going out. Ok?” he said before kissing the inside of your wrist.

Nodding your head you quickly snuggled into him before closing your eyes

“Good night Kuai. I love you.”

[clearlydiamondz]

Can you do Erik with a bratty gf glasses wearing girl ????

Rule #1: Refer to me as only daddy or sir

Rule #2: No panties

Rule #3: No cumming unless given you permission

Rule #3: No touching unless given permission

Rule #4: Always be honest

Rule #5: Don't be a Brat, Punishment will meet actions

(Y/N) sadly looked at Erik as he got ready for work. She knew that he was going to be busy all day for his 12 hour shift, probably not being able to see her for the rest of the day but that didn't matter. She needed him. She was mad at herself for being tired when she came over. Her classes had her stuck in her laptop and books, so as she soon as she saw his bed she was out like a light.

Erik didn't mind though, he knew that (Y/N) was working hard to become a RN, and he also knew that she needed her rest. Matter of fact, he needed her to have all her rest for Spring Break that was ahead. He was determined to use her to his content, (obviously with her consent) and he needed her to have all her rest. He took off the entire week just to spend time with her. This was the last day.

"Don't look at me like that." he told her. Her pouting, and her eyes enhanced by the glasses made him want to just call out and fuck her senseless now.

"I just miss you. I haven't had you in what.. two weeks?" she complained. He closed his eyes sighing. The way this girl was so persuasive didn't help his need for her. He grabbed her by his cheeks making her look at him. "Please daddy, I just want to put my mouth on it. Two minutes, please?" she pouted again. His squeeze tightened as her glasses moved on her face, being crooked. She fixed her glasses by pushing them with her middle finger in the middle.

"Be a good girl, okay? Daddy will take care of you when he gets home if your good okay? We will go to one of your favorite restaurants, I promise." he told her grabbing his coat and his lunch. He was dreading going into his 12-hour shift at the hospital as a neuro-surgeon.

The two of them met at a medical convention in L.A almost a year ago. Her school decided to do a field trip for all medical students to be able to have a chance of networking. He was a speaker at the convention, and immediately she caught his eye. She was in the front row, taking notes with her iPad with her red zee-loo framed glasses. She asked the most questions, and was the most entuned in the conversation. Obviously, a lot of the girl students were asking questions about him personally because of how good looking he was. (Y/N) was different, she wanted to get all of the details on the health field.

Now, here they are almost a year later, and Erik has have her heart and he has hers. Helping her with her studies, letting have a place to lay her head when she didn't want to be with her roommates.

Her pouting face was now angry, Erik automatically realized it. "Fix your face." he gave her a kiss on the lips as she rolled her eyes. Luckily, he didn't see it as he turned around walking to the door. "Break a rule and your ass is mine! Daddy loves you!" he yelled and he was out the door. She turned around looking at his empty apartment.

12 fucking hours.

She was on hour 8 and she did everything she could think off. She turned in some last minutes assignments, did the laundry, clean out his refrigerator, and cleaned up the entire apartment. She still had time to herself, so she decided to have a little fun. She'll start of small.

Recently just getting out the show, she sat in front of his wide body mirror taking pictures of herself. Some were innocent, some were not so innocent.

Erik sat down exhausted from the five hour surgery of a a traumatic car crash. Grabbing his phone, he saw that their was a few text messages from his dear (Y/N) grabbing it. Opening the text, he immediately put it back to his chest as he saw glimpses of what she was doing.

He turned around to make sure that there was no one staring from behind, before lowering his brightness and looking at the photos. "My God..." he whispered to himself.

There she took an innocent looking picture on the bed with nothing on. He could even see in the picture how she sat where her thighs and ass making her thickness more provident. The only piece of clothing (more like accessory) was those same red framed glasses that made him fall in love even more. The things he wanted to make her do was dangerous.

The next photo was her sitting on the floor, leaned against the bed with her spreading her pussy wide enough for him to see but not enough to see everything. The hints of red on her toes, on her fingers, and her glasses was something that was sending him on edge, especially with her dark skin.

Erik : Did I not tell you to touch yourself.. you tryna get that ass spanked I see.

(Y/N): Daddy I haven't touched myself, I just sent you pictures.

(Y/N): But it's so hard, can I play with one of your pillows daddy?

(Y/N): Technically I wouldn't be touching myself...

Erik : No little girl, what the fuck did I tell you

It was a minute before he received a response. He assumed she was upset with him for denying her a rightfully and much needed orgasm but he didn't care.

He was sadly mistaken.

There in their text thread, was a video of her riding one of his pillows, nipples hard, and clitoris grinding against the pillow. She was definitely in need of a orgasm with the way her clit was swollen and moving against the pillow.

Her eyes was to the back as she continued winding her hips, gripping onto the pillow with one hand and playing with her titties on the other hand.

With his eye twitching, his dick damn near pulsating, he knew he couldn't finish the rest of the shift.

[daddypriceugh]

Favourite nurse part. 2

First of all I want to apologise for the late update. I got the flu 2 weeks ago and wasn't motivated to write anything.

I'm really sorry for the wait but I made this chapter longer :) it's smut <3 I'm not good at writing it but I tried. Have fun!!!

Tw: smut

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"It won't fit Simon"

"I'll make it fit"

You may ask how you got into this situation, well let's see:

♤Flashback♤

"One shot for me and the lady" A voice said over the loud music in the pub. A voice you would recognise anywhere: it was Gho- Simon. But he didn't wear a mask this time.

It's been two week since you last saw him because he actually didn't turn up at the hospital. To your suprise.

You had kind of missed him. Especially the way his eyes would follow every move you would make. It made you nervous but also aroused. Would he look the same at you when naked?

You were ripped out of your thoughts by the shot being placed on the table in front of you.

"Didn't think I would see you here, Doc"

A small laugh escaped your red tinted lips.

"Well I love surprising people I guess" He hums in agreement.

"You were able to stay unharmed. Got my respect"

He chuckled at your words, gulping down his shot.

"Well I was forbidden to come back, wasn't I" he turned his head in your direction, eyes staring into yours. There was something calm in them but also something you couldn't decipher what it was.

A small formed on your face. "I didn't forbid it, I just don't want to see you hurt. Can't judge me for doing my job"

He opened his mouth to answer but a chair was suddenly thrown through the bar. A fight broke out.

Simon had grabed your hand in less than a second and pulled you to the exit. The fresh and cold night air hit your face.

"You wanna go to my flat?"

His random question shocked you for a moment. Did he want to continue the talk? Or maybe...

"Yeah sure" ~~~~~~~~~~~ You now sat on his couch while ge was grabbing some wine.

His flat was a bit bland. There weren't many pictures or plants, the furniture was modern yet classic. It all suited him well.

He came back with two glasses of wine and sat down next to you, putting the glasses on the table.

It was quiet.

You looked at him, only to see him already starring at you. Fuck was he hot. You could already feel yourself getting warm. Well more like your vagina.

A minute went by and none of you broke the eye contact, and you couldn't take this tension anymore. 'Fuck it' you thought and grabbed his face between your hands to smash your lips on his.

He didn't seem surprised because he instantly kissed back. The once gentle kiss became faster and more desperate. You lifted yourself on his lap to grind against him, feeling his hard erection in his jeans.

He let out a soft moan at your movement, putting his hands on your waist to help you guide.

"Do you want this?" He asked with a breathy voice. You nodded yes and pulled your shirt off.

You smirked a little at his reaction, knowing it was because of the lack of your bra.

"Dirty girl" he growled, his mouth latching onto one nipple, pulling and biting it a bit. You moaned in response, quickening your pace.

Once he let go of your breast, his hands wrapped around you to lift you up. He carried you to his bedroom, throwing you on the bed.

"Never thought I would see you like that, doc" "Shut up and fuck me already" He laughed at your response.

"Your wish be my comand"

Your pants and panties were down in a second and his fingers were feeling your wet lips. You bit back a moan at the feeling.

"So wet for me already tz tz. Don't even have to prepare you, mh?"

He slipped two fingers inside your folds and groaned. He then began to move them in a slow pace.

"Fuck your so tight, my love. So thight and wet for my fucking cock"

His fingers sped up and he added another on inside. He curled them a bit and looked at you to see your reaction. You were a moaning mess under him. Sweat dripped down your forehead and your nipples were hard. You felt your first orgasm nearing.

"C'mon baby cum for me. I can feel you clenching"

You came on comand and let out a loud moan. You never came that fast before.

He pulled off his shirt and pants to reveal his throbbing member. And damn was it big. Too big. It was long and thick, a bit curved to the right. Twp long veins went from the tips to the bottom. He looked fucking delicious.

Simon crawled on top of you and kissed you. It was gently and full of passion.

"Do you really want this? We can stop if you want" he said as he broke the kiss apart.

Your heart swelled at his worry.

"I want it. I want it with you Simon" You whispered. A smiles formed on his face.

"Then prepare yourself to get ruined"

He planted on hand on the right side of your head and the other went downwards to his dick.

He started rubbing it over your pussy, creaming himself in your juices. You moaned out in anticipation.

♤flackback ends♤

"It won't fit Simon"

"I'll make it fit"

At that he pushed his whole length into your hole. You half screamed at the intrusion, wrapping your legs around his waist, nails clawing into his back.

"You're so fuckin' tight love I can feel you trying to clench around my cock" He groaned.

You stayed in this position and he waited for you to give him the signal to continue. You did.

He put his hand on your waist and stared fucking you at a normal pace. Yet you could swear you felt every single edge and vein of his dick. It felt amazing.

After a while he decided to speed the whole thing up and started rubbing your clit. The moans that left your mouth only seemed to encourage him even more to move quicker.

But he himself wasn't quiet either. He let our small groand and huffs while pumping his dick into you. Minutes went by and you noticed his moved becoming more frantic.

"Fuck I'm close, where do you want it?"

"Inside pl-please"

You could also feel you high coming nearer ever time he ramed into you.

And there it was. Your walls clenched around him and your stomach thighend. You came with a scream which was half muffeled by his mouth capturing yours.

"Fuck sweetheart y-you made a mess" he laughs while trying to chase his own orgasm. He sped his pace up again.

"Fuck fuck fuck"

He then came with a groan and nearly collapsed on you. He pulled out and layed down besides you.

After some seconds of peace you were pulled into his arms, lips touching your hairline.

"You did so well for me. I'm proud of you, my girl"

"Weren't bad yourself, big guy" You said while smiling.

He laughed breathlessly and slowly got up. Your puzzled look at his action made him open his mouth. "I'm gonna grab a towel and clean you up okay? After that we can sleep a bit"

You nodded tiredly "Yeah sound nice" Simon bended over to give you one last kiss before leaving the room.

You breathed out in satisfaction. "Fucking hell"

[1mt0msw1fe]

Can you do something like birthday sex with tom because is my birthday today. If you can 💕💕💕

Love you 💗 💓

OK SO IM GONNA TRY BUT IT MIGHT SUCK AND IM SO SORRY.

Tom Kaulitz- Birthday Love

Genre- Fluff and smut

Pairings- 2008 Tom x Fem reader

Synopsis- It’s Tom and Bills birthday. Y/n had a present for Tom. She wanted to make Tom’s day super special. She got up early and made him a nice breakfast, She set up Tom and Bill a party, and at night she gave him the best present that he could’ve ever wanted…

It was September 1st, 2008. Today was Tom and Bill’s 19th birthday. Tom was fast asleep in bed. Y/n was downstairs making him pancakes. She walked upstairs with the Bed tray. She had 2 pancakes on the plater, fruit, yogurt, and Orange juice. She woke him up and handed him to tray. She was wearing a tank top and shorts. Tom smirked. “You look pretty meine liebe.” Tom said and his voice was low from sleep.

She blushed lightly and kissed his cheek. Y/n sat down next to him in bed and cuddled into while he ate. They sat in a comfortable silence as the sun was rising out of the darkness.

“Tom we should probably get up and get ready. Your’s and Bill’s party is gonna be soon and we have to decorate.” Y/n said quietly.

Tom groaned and he finished his breakfast. He stood up and smiled. “Come shower with me love.” He said.

She followed close behind and stripped her clothes. She bent over and turned the water to a warm temperature. She got in and she felt the water rush down her back like a waterfall. The glass was steamed and Tom got in. They washed themselves and got out. They did their hygiene.

Tom looked at her with a smile. “What’s my present baby.” he said excitedly.

Y/n giggled “you can’t know tomi. I’ll show you later tonight.”

Time skip

The party had started a while ago and Tom was getting drunk with his friends. Y/n was wearing a beautiful outfit that accented her e/c. She was sitting with her friends and Tom stared at her. He got up and walked over to her and leaned down to whisper in her ear.

“Come upstairs baby. Give me my present.” Tom said with a deep whisper

They ran upstairs and she smiled. She stripped her clothes. She had on a matching red lace bra and underwear set. Tom looked like he was in heaven. She climbed onto his lap and felt his erection poking her.

She kissed him. Tom held her hips and flipped them over. He kissed down her neck and to her breast. He took off her bra and kissed both nipples. He handled them like they were the only things that mattered to him. He kissed down to her cunt. He ripped off her underwear. “So wet f’me baby.” He kissed her clit gently.

He sat up and jerked off to lube his cock. He lined it up and slammed into her. She whimpered, “fuck baby.” She moaned loudly. Tom slammed in and out of bed sopping cunt. He could feel her gummy walls tightening with each thrust. He groaned when she tightened. He kissed her nipples and sucked on them.

“Doing s’good baby. This is the best present.” He moaned.

She felt the familiar knot in her stomach. “I’m gonna cum Tom please.” She moaned. Tom quickened his pace and was going at an inhuman pace. “H-hold on baby just a lil longer I wanna cum together.” He panted out.

She moaned and Tom counted down. “3….. 2…..1.” He said in between moans. They came together. He collapsed on her and kissed her gently. “I love you so much baby. This was the best birthday ever. Thank you.” He said softly.

A/n: ok so my cuties I’m gonna try to write everyday but with testing coming up I’ve decided that during that week I’m only going to write Only about 2 times that week. I know this is and it’s kind of rushed. I love you all

[w2soneshots]

I like her too -W2S

Words: 1.7k+

Warnings: light angst, jealousy, alcohol consumption.

In which you fancy two boys and they both fancy you back.

Me and Talia met at a PLT event a few weeks ago, we've been texting back and forth and went to lunch, where she invited me to a party that she's hosting at her apartment with some of her friends. Tonight is that night, I got ready and text Talia asking what she was wearing, she's wearing a little blue dress so I chose a similar thing.

Once I arrived outside Talia's apartment I knocked and a tall man with blonde hair opened the door, he looked confused at first as to who I was, but then realised and let me in. "y/n!" Talia said running up to me and bringing me into a hug. "Hey!" I said excitedly.

"This is y/n." she said introducing me to everyone. I smiled and waved slightly. She was slightly slurring her words so I could tell she'd already had a few drinks. I met Tobi whose lovely, along with Simon who I learned is Talia's boyfriend, Josh and Freya, Vik, JJ who I find hilarious, Cal or Freezy which is what he told me to call him, Ethan and Harry who are both fit asf.

I stood chatting with Talia and Freya while I sipped my drink. "so what do you do?" Freya asked me. "I'm a model and also do Instagram." I replied. "Oo, what's your account name?" She asked. I exchanged Instas with the girls and then went to get another drink, since I just finished my last one. As I was pouring my drink Ethan came and stood next to me, leaning on the kitchen counter. He began talking "so, how'd you meet Talia?" "I met her at an event, we went to lunch one time. Now I’m here." I said laughing slightly. We continued to chat for almost 20 minutes when Talia made an announcement "who wants to play never have I ever?!" She shouted. I giggled at her drunkenness.

We all sat around the living room and began playing. "ok, never have I ever had sex in a car." Talia said. "woah, way to ease us into it T." Freya said laughing. JJ, Tobi and Freezy put their hands up. After a few more questions we decided that you have to take a shot if you've done it. "never have I ever slept with someone the same day you met them." Ethan said. I reached forward and grabbed a shot along with JJ, (who is now pissed) Ethan, Freezy and Tobi's hand slid up since he doesn't drink.

After a little while we got bored and decided to play truth or dare, "Harry, truth or dare?" Simon asked him, "dare." Harry replied. "I dare you to take a shot of hot sauce." Simon said. After Harry did it we went around almost everyone, when it finally came to me, "y/n truth or dare?" JJ asked me. "truth." I said. "would you fuck anyone in this room?" he said with a smirk. I looked around the room and then looked back at JJ "yea, 2 people." I said simply. "who?!" He said quickly. "that wasn't part of your question." I said shrugging my shoulders. We continued to play and once it came back to JJ he quickly said "y/n truth or dare?" I giggled "dare." he made a grumpy face "I dare you to tell me who you would fuck in this room." I laughed and said "fine... Harry." I said and looked over at him, he was bright red. "who's the other one?" JJ asked. "Ethan." I said. "go on lad!" Josh said patting Ethan on the back.

"I think JJ wanted you to want to fuck him!" Freya said and we laughed. We finished truth or dare and were now all sitting around chatting. Frezzy, Vik and Tobi had now all left, JJ is snoring on the arm chair and Talia is curled up asleep on Simon's lap. "I think I'm gonna get going." I said standing up, but falling straight back down as I'm really drunk. "Here." Harry said getting up, walking over to me and helping me up. "thank you." I said smiling up at him, he smiled back and we both stared into the other's eyes. "Im gonna go to, want me to walk you to your taxi y/n?" Ethan asked walking up to me and Harry. Placing a hand on my shoulder. "sure." I said smiling at Harry one last time then going with Ethan.

I said goodbye to everyone and left the apartment with Ethan. He was practically holding me up as we got in the lift. When we got outside he ordered me an uber and waited with me until it came then helped me get in and waved me off. When I got back to my apartment I kicked off my boots, stumbled to my bedroom, stepped out of my skirt and practically ripped off my top then fell straight into my bed.

The next morning I woke with the worst hangover I’d had in a long time. I took a paracetamol, drank a glass of water and fell back asleep. A few hours later I woke up feeling better so took a shower. Once I did that I looked at my phone for the first time that morning. Everyone from the party had now followed me on Insta and I had a dm from Ethan asking if I got home ok, which I thought was cute.

Just over a week after the party I was invited to another party by Freya, at her and Josh's apartment. I got in the shower, did my hair and makeup then chose my outfit, Freya said she's wearing a skirt, tights and a jumper so I chose something a little more casual. Once I finished getting ready I grabbed my bag, slipped on my converse and left my apartment.

I text Freya that I was outside her apartment building and she let me in. I knocked on the front door after coming up in the lift and Josh answered. "hey, good to see you again. Come in." he said stepping aside. "y/n! hey" Freya said running towards me and pulling me into a hug. "omg, you look so fit" I said looking at her outfit, she giggled "you look incredible, where's your pants from?" She asked. "thanks, PLT" I replied.

Talia took me over to get a drink after I said hello to everyone. "so how's it going with you and Ethan?" She asked. "what do you mean?" I said confused. "Well, he seems to really like you." she said like it was obvious. "oh." was all I said taking a sip of my drink. "what? You don't like him?" She questioned. "I hadn't really thought about it like that, yea he's fit and I said I’d fuck him, but I kinda like Harry. Shit I didn't mean to lead him on." I said now feeling bad. "you didn't, He won't be mad." she said reassuringly. "I hope not, I don't wanna hurt anyone's feelings." I said as we walked back into the living room.

A few hours later we all sat down in the living room since we were all drunk and tired. I sat down in the only empty seat which was between Harry and Ethan (of course). I lent forward and spoke to Freya who sat opposite me on the coffee table. Talia, Simon and JJ left soon after since Talia had fallen asleep.

Harry's pov:

I was sat scrolling through my phone when I felt a weight on my shoulder. I turned my head to see y/n fast asleep leaning on my shoulder, I smiled slightly and looked back to my phone. Vik, Freezy and Tobi left soon after that so it's now just me, y/n, Ethan, Josh and Freya left in the apartment. "I better go." Ethan eventually said standing up. Josh saw him out when Freya said "Im gonna go to bed, you and you y/n can crash on the couch." she said smiling and walking away. "night." Josh said following Freya. 

The next morning I woke up to the feeling of something heavy on my chest. I opened my eyes and looked down to see y/n with her head on my chest and my arm wrapped around her. She woke up a few minutes later, realised where she was and shot up off the couch. "shit. sorry." she said sleepily. I sat up and my hangover suddenly hit me. "I barely remember last night." she said rubbing her head and sitting back down on the couch. We both laughed quietly. "Morning!" Freya said, as she shuffled into the kitchen. "Morning, do you have a paracetamol?" y/n asked getting up and walking in to the kitchen.

Josh came into the living room a few minutes later and said "Bog, remember we have a more sidemen today." "for fuck sake." I said peeling myself off the sofa. I got an uber back to my flat, had a shower, got changed then drove to the shoot. Everyone was a bit grumpy since we were all hungover. "I walked in the kitchen this morning to grab some water and passed Harry and y/n snuggled up on the couch!" Josh said and everyone laughed, except Ethan.

After we finished filming and were all leaving Josh pulled me aside. "I think Ethan likes y/n." my brows furrowed "really?" I said. "have you seen the way he looks at her and he didn't seem very happy about this morning." he said referring back to how I woke up.

I decided to just talk to Ethan so caught him just as he was about to get in his car. "Listen, I can tell you like y/n and I would've never gone near her if I thought you liked her-" I said, he took a deep breath "I can tell she really likes you bog, plus I've got a date on Thursday." he said raising his eyebrows, I laughed and we hugged.

[icequeenlila]

See right through Me (Locorro)

Excerpt from Chapter 2- 'Nothing'

(This is Human AU btw)

Lo’ak was done showering and now sitting on Spider’s bed. He was wearing Spider’s clothes, which were way too big on him and he was wearing his hair down. Which shouldn’t have been a big deal. Only it kinda was.Because Lo’ak looked gorgeous.

Gorgeous.

“Gorgeous.”

And Spider had said it out loud. Well, fuck him.

“Huh?”

Lo’ak looked up from something in his lap. He looked at Spider with some bewilderment, but otherwise didn’t seem tipped off.

“See you’ve found my Switch”, Spider said, fighting the heat creeping up his neck. “Didn’t know I’d have you here, so I forgot to hide it.”

He closed the door behind him, hearing Lo’ak’s amused little grunt.

“Well, I just beat the boss, so you’re welcome.”

“Hey!”, Spider complained as he walked over towards him. “I skipped that on purpose, so I can run around Hyrule a while longer. Now I have to reset the game!”

Lo’ak rolled his eyes, scooting over to make room on the bed.

“Chill, I saved the game before the fight. You can just start new from where you left off. No weapons or progress lost. I’m not stupid, you know?”

“You sure about that?”, Spider asked, plopping down onto the bed, a witty grin on his lips.

Lo’ak flipped him off and Spider just giggled, placing the plate with the pizza on the sheets between them.

“I finished the game weeks ago”, Lo’ak said, whipping a strand of loose (silky, so fucking silky) hair out of his face. “Why are you still not done with it?”

“Because”, Spider said, demonstratively taking a slice of pizza from the plate. “I don’t want it to be over yet.”

He took a bite, waiting for Lo’ak to follow his example. Which he didn’t.

“Just say you have a crush on Link”, his best friend dead panned.

“Well, sue me. He’s my type. What about it?”

Spider took another bite, looking pointedly at Lo’ak, trying to urge his friend into eating.

“You’ve got a thing for blondes now?”

Okay. Lo’ak was just doing this on purpose.

“Don’t care for the hair. Link is a pretty dude, okay?”

“Okay, chill.” Lo’ak had the faintest of grins on his (pretty, pretty) lips, knowing perfectly well that he was getting on Spider’s nerves. “What about Zelda then? She’s practically a female version of- “

“Oh, for fuck’s sake.” Spider grabbed a slice of pizza from the plate, shoving it right under Lo’ak’s nose. “Eat!”

Lo’ak frowned at him. “I’m not -mmmhhppf!”

“Yes, you are. Shut the fuck up”, Spider grunted, shoving the pizza into Lo’ak’s mouth.

Lo’ak instinctively grabbed the food from him, holding it in his own hands while he chewed and coughed, glaring at Spider all the way.

“The fuck, bro?”

“Don’t bro me”, Spider scolded, taking another bite. “You need to eat. You look like a stick.”

And Lo’ak’s lips actually quivered at that, his eyes growing wide before (finally) an actual laugh escaped him.

Spider forgot to chew for a bit. Because. Lo’ak. Was laughing. And he had his hair down. And he was beautiful.

Beautiful.

“I look like a stick?”

Beautiful. Oh wait, Lo’ak wanted an answer. What to say? Fast. Fast!

Spider’s brain short circuited.

“Well yeah, but a pretty stick.”

He said that out loud.

What the fuck was his brain? Was there any filter at all?

“Huh?”

Lo’ak looked at him with big (beautiful, beautiful) eyes, his forehead in a frown, his nose (cute nose, so cute) wrinkled in confusion.

“Just eat!”

Smooth, Spider taunted himself.

“I swear, I’ll force feed you”, he threatened, pointing a finger at Lo’ak’s nose, making him squint. And shit, he looked so cute.

Spider mostly said this to distract Lo’ak from his slip of words, but he also totally meant it. No matter how, Spider would make sure he would eat.

“Okay, okay”, Lo’ak caved with a roll of his eyes.

He still looked a bit irritated, but he didn’t insist for Spider to explain himself.

So …

They pretty much just sat there, munching on their pizza. Quietly. Awkwardly.

Fuck.

Well done, Socorro. You managed to freak out your best friend.

Shut up!

Are you actually screaming at yourself right now?

Yes, I am. Totally normal.

It was! Kiri had said so, so it must be true.

“So, what happened?”, Spider blurted out to stop his brain from screaming at itself.

He immediately realized that he should’ve brought this back up a lot more carefully. But hey, he’s a mess.

Lo’ak, who’d finally started taking bigger bites of his pizza, stopped and turned to look at him. Swallowing. Putting the half-eaten slice back onto the plate.

Well, fuck.

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Link:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/49592092

[nicoline1998enilocin]

Yours, Forever | Chapter 6

PAIRING | Bucky Barnes x Female!Reader

WORD COUNT | 2.7K

SUMMARY | Eve and Y/N have spent the last two months in Italy living their best lives, and catching up after not seeing each other much during the last decade. Bucky planned a surprise for Y/N's birthday, and can't wait to see how she will react.

WARNING(S) | This is your official trigger warning. Do not proceed if any of these topics upset you. Swearing.

A/N | Hi everyone, thank you so much for reading my first ever fic! I would like to start off by saying that English isn’t my first language (I’m Dutch after all 😉) so every mistake you find – spelling or otherwise – is completely my own. I would appreciate you spreading the love about this fic, and I ofcourse hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it!

I recently celebrated my own birthday and that is when I came up with this idea, so I hope you will have fun celebrating as well 😉 I will be using my own birthday in the story, but you can always imagine your own!

Likes and reblogs will be very much appreciated 💜

Main Masterlist | Bucky Barnes Masterlist | Series Masterlist | Chapter 5 | Chapter 7

Y/N and Eve have been in Italy for 2 months now, and they went sightseeing, shopping, swimming, going out for dinner, just everything you could ever want to do without having a single car in the world. In a few days they would arrive in Pisa, the day before Y/N's birthday, and they were going to stay there for a week before finishing their trip on a campsite by the Garda lake in Italy. Y/N was under the impression they would just spend her birthday going to explore Pisa, grabbing lunch and dinner and finish with an evening of clubbing there, just like she said she wanted. Oh how wrong she was about that.

She had kind of forgotten about the surprise Bucky talked about in her journal, even though she wrote it in basically every day, which only worked in Bucky's favor. He had contacted Eve when they were in Italy, explaining that he had a surprise for her, saying he would love for the two of them and all the Avengers to meet up at the leaning tower of Pisa. They all had presents for her birthday ofcourse, but Bucky had especially chosen one that he knew would mean the world to hear, knowing how much she would love it after discussing it with Eve.

Soon, it was June 7th, the day Y/N would turn 27 years old. It started off easy enough, she could get ready in silence since Eve was still fast asleep in her own bed. She got up and took a shower, after which she got ready to do her make up, choosing a rainbow look on her eyes today for the special occasion, with her usual winged eyeliner, mascara and red lipstick. She wore a pastel yellow sun dress that went just past her knees, which she picked out a few weeks ago that had a deep neckline and thin straps, showing off every curve of her body. Underneath she was wearing a lacey set of white underwear that she picked up in Italy as well, giving her an extra boost of confidence today. She paired it with a pair of low top black Converse and did her hair up in space buns combined with braids. When she walked out of the bathroom, Eve had gotten up and managed to decorate the hotel room with some balloons, and put a small box on her bed, which would serve as a hint as to what they were doing later today.

''HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABE! You're finally 27 now!'' Eve said while pulling Y/N in for a big hug, after which she would look at the outfit she was wearing and beaming with pride when she saw it. ''You look absolutely to die for! I'm still so jealous of that curvy body of yours, my fucking god!'' Eve said with a big smile. When she heard that, Y/N got a deep crimson color on her face, she wasn't used to being complemented on her body like that. ''Well, you should get ready, it's already close to noon and we have a lunch reservation, remember?!'' Y/N said when she sat down on her bed with a book, so she could read until Eve was done, but there never was a lunch reservation, only a group of Avengers waiting for them.

At 12.45 Eve got a text from Bucky that they were at the tower, ready with the presents to surprise Y/N, and he was very giddy about it. By now, all the Avengers knew about his crush on her, otherwise they wouldn't have come to surprise her, but they fully supported the two of them. Everyone could see how happy Bucky was in her presence, even though they aren't together yet. But hopefully today that would change, as he was planning to ask her to be his girlfriend. Eve and Y/N walked towards the tower, and Y/N was wearing her big sunglasses, so she wouldn't be that easy to recognize, not that she knew anyone there ofcourse.

They got closer and closer to the tower and Y/N was taking a few pictures with her camera like she has done the entire vacation, and then they arrived at the tower. She shot a few photo's of it, and when she went through them, she suddenly saw something in one of her photos that couldn't possibly be real. In one of the photo's, she saw the Avengers standing with a banner saying ''HAPPY 27TH BIRTHDAY Y/N'' on it, and she looked around until she saw them, her jaw dropped to the floor. Tears were forming in her eyes as she ran up to the group, who she missed so dearly these last few months she was gone. This was the best birthday surprise she could have wished for.

''OH MY GOD YOU GUYS, WHAT ARE ALL OF YOU DOING HERE?!'' Y/N practically screamed out at them, and she couldn't believe her eyes. Everyone was there - Bucky, Steve, Scott, Sam, Thor, Loki, Clint, Wanda, Natasha, Tony, Pepper, even Bruce had come along for the trip. She turned around to Eve who was filming the whole thing, and she said ''You knew about this, didn't you?!'' with a big smile while trying not to cry to preserve her make up. ''Ofcourse I did! Happy birthday babe!'' she said, and Y/N started giving everyone big hugs. Everyone wished her a happy birthday, and Scott, Sam, Clint, Thor, Loki and Bruce gave her a hug. Then she turned her attention to the girls, who she was happy to see after so many missed girls nights, they practically jumped up in the air in a triangle while screaming like little kids. Steve, Tony and Pepper gave her all the biggest hug they could, and Y/N couldn't resist touching Pepper's belly, she was around 6 months pregnant at this point. ''And, do we know what it is going to be yet?''

''Yeah, but you'll have to open your present later in order to find out! Right now, there is someone else waiting for your attention though, and he seems rather impatient.'' she said, gesturing towards Bucky. Y/N got flustered and quickly turned around, looking at him, the shorts and tight shirt he's wearing doing absolute wonders for his buff physique, and Y/N needs to make sure she doesn't melt into a puddle right then and there. ''Hi doll, happy birthday!'' he said and he picked her up and swung her around a couple times when they hugged. When he put her down, he softly whispered in her ear that he really wants to kiss her, if that's okay.

She put one hand on his face and the other around his waist, pulling him closer as she closed the gap between them to feel his soft, full lips on hers. The Avengers were all clapping and woo-ing at the sight, but neither of them cared in the slightest, they were just happy to be back in each others arms, to feel like home again there. This time, Y/N swiped her tongue over his bottom lip for access which he gladly gave, and their tongues connected for a beautiful dance where they could explore each others mouths forever. When they pulled away, Bucky put his forehead against hers. ''Doll, would you please do me the honors of making me the happiest guy in the world by becoming my girlfriend?'' he asked in a deep voice, and all she could do was nod, before feeling his lips crash against hers again.

''Okay guys, it's enough now! There's plenty of time to kiss later!'' Tony said, and they reluctantly pulled away from each other, smiling with the biggest, goofiest smiles on their faces. She turned around to Eve, who was still filming, and waved her over to come meet everyone. She stopped the recording and first ran up to Y/N and Bucky, to congratulate the two of them, she obviously had to meet the guy who made her best friend so happy first. ''Hi, it's nice to meet you, I'm Eve!'' she said while shaking Bucky's hand, who pulled her hand to his lips to give a soft kiss. ''Hi, I'm James but you may call me Bucky.'' he said and Eve almost melted into a puddle right there. ''Damn girl, you're one lucky bitch!'' Eve said to Y/N.

After that, she introduced herself to everyone, and was very happy to meet the famous Tony Stark. ''I have heard a lot about you Tony, all good things ofcourse!'' she said. ''I'm glad to know she has someone to fall back on when I'm not always there for her due to the distance,'' she said with a wink and congratulated Pepper and Tony on their pregnancy. ''Okay, time for lunch now!'' Tony said, and they went to a small pasta restaurant, where everyone enjoyed the best pasta they had even eaten. When the pasta was gone it was time to open presents.

Sam, Clint, Bruce, Thor, Loki and Scott all gave her different books that had been on her wishlist forever, and each time she opened one she gasped again, not believing what she saw. When it was Steve's turn, he got a pretty big box, and gave it to her with a kiss on her cheek, wishing her a happy birthday again. When she unwrapped it, she couldn't believe her eyes. Steve just gave her the special house edition of the Harry Potter books, specifically the Hufflepuff version. ''NO. FUCKING. WAY.'' Y/N exclaimed and immediately got up from her chair to give Steve a big hug and endless kisses on his face as a huge thank you. Wanda and Nat both gave a box that had a voucher for a girls trip of her choice, so all three of them could get away for a weekend when they needed it, which she gladly accepted, already thinking of everywhere they could go.

Next up was Eve, knowing Bucky wanted to go last because he had a very special present for her. Eve got out a small box, in which she put a voucher to get a best friend tattoo with her, once she would visit the Netherlands again. Eve already had quite the array of tattoo's all over her body, but this one would be extra special since they would get the same one. ''The next time you're gonna visit me at home, we will get matching tattoo's, so we can always be close to each other, even when you're on the other side of the world.'' Eve said and she started to cry, which led to Y/N crying too. She quickly wiped the tears away when it was time for Bucky's gift.

''Doll, at first I wasn't sure what to get you, because you deserve everything in this world and more, but then I remembered something. I know how much it sucks to not be able to celebrate your birthday with the person you want there the most, but when you open this present, you know she will always be close to you.'' Bucky said. He gave her a box from Tiffany & Co. with a beautiful white ribbon around it, and when she opened it, she saw a small silver necklace with her mom's name engraved in a small round hanger on it. ''I know you miss her so much on days like this, but this way you will always have her close to your heart.'' he said, and he put it around her neck. Y/N slid her fingers over the small hanger that said 'Lily', and she had tears streaming down her face again. ''Bucky, I can't tell you how much this means to me. Thank you so so much.'' she said in a soft voice.

She placed her lips on his again for a soft, tender kiss in which she poured all the love she felt for him, and all the thanks she couldn't get out of her mouth. She was eternally grateful for him, and she was so happy she could finally call him her boyfriend. ''You just made me the happiest woman in the world, Bucky.'' she said when she let the hanger go for now and sat in his lap for a sweet embrace. Tony cleared his throat, and said she still had one more gift to open, the one from Tony and Pepper. ''Does everyone know already, or are we all going to find out today?'' Y/N asked, and they confirmed everyone would find out right now.

Pepper handed her a big rectangular box, with blue and pink wrapping paper around it, which was very fitting for the occasion. When she took it off, she saw a t-shirt that said 'Godmother to the best goddaughter in the world' in pink letters. ''You're... you.. you're having a.. a girl?'' Y/N could barely say, and they both nodded yes with proud looks on their faces. ''She's gonna be the most perfect little girl this world has ever seen, I just know it!'' she said and everyone started to congratulate Tony and Pepper. Y/N was happy that the attention wasn't on her for a little bit, and she excused herself to Eve so she could go outside for a minute and catch her breath.

When she got up, Bucky went after her, wondering if everything was okay. ''Doll, are you okay?'' he asked when he walked out the door after her, seeing her outside with a lit cigarette in her hand. ''I'm sorry Bucky, it's just all so overwhelming today. It is the best birthday I have had in years, but it is all becoming too much so I had to step outside and smoke. I haven't smoked in years, but it was getting too much and I needed some distraction.'' she explained. ''I understand, and it's okay. I'm glad you're telling me this, it means a lot. Do you want me to stay here, or shall I go back inside?'' he asked. ''I would love for you to stay, if you don't mind. I could use some more cuddles now,'' and so they stood outside for a while in silence, just enjoying each others presence.

The rest of the week that the Avengers were there, they decided to go to the Garda Lake earlier so they could all go together and stay there until they had to go back. When they were there they enjoyed each others company, went swimming a lot, played lots of games, drank a lot of alcohol and shared lots and lots of embarrassing stories. By the time they had to go back, Y/N didn't want to let Bucky go, but she knew it would only be 2 more weeks until they got to see each other again. ''I know doll, but Eve hasn't seen you in forever, so you should enjoy those last 2 weeks with her. I absolutely enjoyed getting to know her, getting to know the girl behind all your childhood stories, and I can tell you have so much love for each other. Go enjoy those last two weeks with her, and I will pick you up at the airport when you're back in New York, allright?'' he said before kissing her goodbye one last time and walking onto the Quinjet.

Both Y/N and Eve waved goodbye to everyone, and kept waving until they were out of sight. ''You are so lucky to have found your family in New York, babe. I knew you would ofcourse, but they are the best kind you could ever wish for, they all care about you so much and it shows! Although I do have to say I'm a little jealous they already took most of your stuff with them, so you only have 2 suitcases left, lucky.'' she laughed. ''I love you babe, and I'm glad I got the chance to spend these 3 months with you.'' Eve said. ''I love you more.'' Y/N quickly said back.

''Speaking of love, is Steve seeing anyone maybe?'' Eve said with a twinkle in her eye. ''I hate to break it to you, but he isn't into girls. He has a lovely boyfriend at home in New York, sorry babe.'' Y/N laughed, thinking back to when she thought Bucky was Steve's boyfriend, but she's incredibly happy he's here boyfriend. She touched the necklace Bucky gave again and thought about him, and they went back to the campsite to enjoy the last 2 weeks of their trip together.

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Hotshot Part 5 - Second Chance

Aaron Hotchner x Fem!Army!OC - Angsty Fluff

tags: @rousethemouse @hotchgan​ @hotchnerxo​ @chaoticconnoisseurgiver​

Warnings: swearing, mentions of being shot, I think thats it.

Notes: You know I have 0 consistency but I do have a vision and that vision was cheesy as fuck. Photo from a post by @slytherqueern and this is what I imagine him looking like in literally all the flashbacks Enjoy!

Part 1 here - Part 2 here - Part 3 here - Part 4 here

Willow smiled at her phone when it buzzed. She was looking at a photo of Aaron and Jack from a few weeks ago. It felt like it had been a lifetime and also no time at all since she met Aaron again. In reality it had only been seven months.

"Hey Hotshot."

"Are you ever going to give that up?"

"No, what's up?" Aaron looked at the ring one last time before putting it in his jacket pocket.

"Ready for our surprise date?"

"Of course I am. Always ready for our dates, Aaron." He couldn't help but smile.

"I'm leaving right now." Willow set the phone down and looked in her closet. She hadn't thought about what to wear and he hadn't really given her an idea of what the event was. Jeans and a shirt were probably alright, maybe a sweater since the spring chill hadn't vanished yet. A frown set it when she looked in the back of her closet, pushing her uniforms out of the way. A familiar navy gown was gathering dust against the back wall. She'd only ever gotten to wear it the one time. She couldn't even have imagined looking at it seven months ago, much less touch it.

"Aaron, what are you talking about." He had always worn his emotions on his sleeve, maybe just to her but she could always see them, especially in his big brown eyes.

"Willow, I joined the military to go to law school, you knew this. I need to go now."

"But Aaron, I..." She regretted everything now, waiting till after they deployed to get married, all the time that had passed with the ring she was wearing now.

"Please, I have to. I know you want to stay, but I can't. That doesn't mean we have to-"

"Have it. You'll need it to pay for your degree." He was speechless now, watching the diamond ring fall into the palm of his hand that had been outstretched to take her hand. Willow felt like a coward when she walked away, hot tears on her cheeks as she stormed back into the busy ballroom. Some of the sniper squad were still seated and when she sat down one of their wives touched her arm.

"Sweetie, are you okay?" Willow shook her head, lifting up her left hand without a word and stifling a sob as her friend pulled her into her arms.

"Grey, grab our stuff come on." She helped Willow up, her husband trailing with all their things as Willow tried to keep her crying under the radar.

Willow forced the thought away. She hadn't ever felt like that since that night, maybe because she had avoided it at all cost, moving from war zone to night watch over and over until no one knew where she was or how to talk to her. But now she had Aaron.

Willow jumped remembering she was trying to get dressed, and opted for a black and white sweater before grabbing her phone and a jacket and running out the door. Aaron was already waiting.

"What did you forget I was coming?" he joked. She smiled, leaning over to kiss him before fastening her seatbelt.

"I got distracted. So where are we going?"

"You are so terrible with surprises," Aaron laughed, pulling away from the curb. He had gotten sentimental, and he knew he couldn't recreate exactly his first proposal, but he could get pretty darn close on the harbor by the water.

"You are too."

"What did you get distracted by?" Willow took Aaron's hand, which was resting on her thigh, and squeezed it before saying, "I was thinking about when you left. And I guess when I did, and how I shouldn't have given that ring back." Aaron's heart was beating too fast now, and he pulled over just a few blocks from where she lived.

"Is this where we're going?" She asked, looking out onto the city block.

"No... No I... Willow, there's more to that story. On that night." She frowned and looked at him.

"After you and Carly went outside Greyson found me. I was just sitting on the back of my pickup and he asked me what happened."

"Hotchner, what the fuck, man?" Aaron could tell he was mad just based on the face that he used his actual last name. He was slow to lift his head out of his hands.

"I have to go to law school, Grey. I joined the Army so I could do that and I've put it off long enough."

"You weren't fucking putting it off. You were in love, you were doing what the two of you needed. It's not too late, you can make this work. You can stay together." Aaron was shaking his head, he hadn't ever cried in front of the squad, not even after his first kill or when Willow had gotten shot when he was still stateside. Now he couldn't stop the tears. Law school was all he had ever wanted before he met her.

"It's too late. I have to go." Grey grabbed his shoulders, forcing Aaron to look him in the eye.

"Aaron, you can go over there right now and ask for her back. Ask to make it work, but this is your only chance man. You only get one chance."

"I regretted not getting up then, but I really hope Grey was wrong. I really hope this is my second chance." Willow stared at the ring Aaron was holding out to her. It was the same one. She could see the small knick in the band where it always rubbed against the shitty metal on the door handle of Aaron's blue pickup. It carried so many memories of them. And she had always assumed he just sold it.

"Of course. You better not screw it up, hotshot."