#i just got back from roller skating and oh my gods my hips and knees are more dead than johnny cade

[foronceididntlookback]

Howdy mutual

good evening my dear mutual

[witchwyfe]

touch tank | sh

| pairing: steve harrington x female reader

| précis: kissing ur best friend, friends 2 lovers, cursing, kissing, weed/smoking mention

| word count: 1,080

| an: y’all this SONG

“You know what would be like so weird?” You wonder, training your gaze on Steve’s ceiling fan.

“Huh?” He wonders, shoulder nudging yours.

His duvet is familiar under your back, the scent of his sheets and blankets more comforting than your own room. The warmth from his body bleeds into your own, radiating from his shoulder and hip, where he’s touching you. There’s not a person in the world you feel more comfortable around, safer. And maybe that’s the reason you don’t hesitate to share your thoughts with him.

“If we kissed.”

There’s a beat of silence, and your heart rate picks up slightly.

He swallows roughly, turning to look at you. You’re still looking up, waiting for him to say something.

“Did you smoke something earlier?” He wonders. “I thought Eddie couldn’t hang out today?”

“Steve!” You protest, sitting up just to shove at his shoulder. “No, I didn’t. Shut up.”

“Oh.”

“Oh?” You mimic, raising an eyebrow. “That’s it? That’s all you have to say?”

“What do you want me to say sweetheart? You said you didn’t smoke, I believe you.”

“Oh my god!” You groan, flopping back down onto the mattress. “Not about that, about what I said…before that.”

“That we should kiss?”

You nod, humming in affirmation. “Just to see what’s it’s like, you know?”

“Okay.” He says slowly.

“We don’t have to if you don’t want to,” You rush out. “I just thought, I don’t know it could be like…fun.” You regret your word choice immediately, and embarrassment is seeping through your pores and you look down at your lap, twisting your fingers together cruelly.

“Fun?” Steve laughs humorlessly. “Bug, if you want to have fun we can watch a movie, I can take you roller skating, or—”

“I didn’t mean to say fun!” You groan, shutting your eyes. “Just, do you want to or not?”

You know you’re not being entirely fair. It’s an out-of-the-blue ask, and it’s not as if you’re asking a simple favor either.

“So, kissing me wouldn’t be fun?” He scoffs half-heartedly.

“Steve.” You groan dramatically. “Just forget I said anything okay?”

“Hey, no.” He says softly, turning over to face you. “Babe, do you want me to kiss you?” He murmurs, warm breath at the side of your face.

“Don’t patronize me.”

“I’m not.” He says sincerely. “If you want to kiss me, you should do it.”

You sit up slowly and he does the same. Steve sits back against his headboard, legs spread slightly.

“C’mere babe.” He says softly. His nerves buzz wildly under his skin, sweat pricking at the back of his neck. He’s been dying to kiss you, has been forever, and he’s trying not to pass out from nerves.

You shuffle forward on your knees until your straddling his waist, the bare skin of your thighs brushing against his jean-clad ones.

“We’ve been friends forever, it’s not weird.” You breathe, trying to convince yourself more than Steve.

“Not weird at all.” He grins. “Friends kiss all the time.” His palm slides underneath your jaw, stopping at your cheek, warm skin against yours. He’s so close you can feel his breath fanning over your lips, goosebumps rising on your arms.

“Come on baby,” He coos, angling his face towards yours, but waiting for you to make the final move.

You inch forward slowly, gone is the confidence you’d possessed when you asked the question that got you into this situation. Finally, your lips meet his, and a wave passes over you, something strong and sparkly.

Steve groans into your mouth, a sound you greedily snatch up, edging your tongue to part his lips. Your mouth is sweet and sticky, like honey, Steve’s chasing your lips, lip gloss a mess between the two of you.

When you pull back, there’s more sparkly pink on his mouth than yours, and you’re smiling impossibly big, all happy and cute, Steve thinks.

“That was good, that was fun,” You say coyly.

“Little more than fun I’d say.” Steve grins wolfishly, hands falling to your hips when he notices you trying to scoot off of his lap.

“Shut up,” You whine playfully, falling forward onto his shoulder. His hand immediately comes to your back, fingers tracing up and down your spine.

You slump against his form, body fully relaxing against his own. “Steve?” You wonder softly, words muffled by his shoulder. “You know someone asked me on a date tonight.”

He seizes up, posture stiffening. “Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

“Who?”

“Stop. Before you get all jealous, it doesn’t matter because I said no.”

“Why?”

“Because we had plans tonight. I wanted to see you.”

“So why tell me at all?” He pouts.

“Because, you idiot,” You grumble, pulling away from his shoulder. “I’m trying to make a point.”

“Which is?” You want nothing more than to lean forward and kiss away Steve’s confused pout. He’s incredibly endearing but in this moment you want him to understand what you’re telling him.

“Someone asked me on a date. But I said no, because I wanted to be here with you.” You explain slowly.

“Oh.” Recognition flashes in his eyes and you grin.

“Yeah, oh.”

You shuffle forwards on his lap, looking down at him as you settle your hands on his shoulders.

“You’re my favorite person in the world. I want to kiss you again.”

He swallows harshly, adam’s apple bobbing in his throat. “Y-yeah, I think you should.” He practically croaks, desperate to feel you again. You roll your eyes playfully before leaning down, nudging his nose with yours before meeting his lips.

He’s rougher this time, lips hot and quick against your own. Large palms encase your face gently, a juxtaposition to the feeling on your mouth. You’re close enough to feel Steve’s racing heart against your chest, feeling almost as if they’re paired up, along with the mingling of your breath.

“You’re so,” He pulls away, lips a millimeter away and chest heaving. “You’re so fucking pretty.”

You groan at his words, fingers threading through messy chocolate locks to tug him closer. “You’re really pretty too, Stevie.”

Heat rises on his cheeks and the back of his neck, his hands twisting in your sweaty, rumpled t-shirt. He’s lost in you, entranced by how you feel, how you smell, and how you taste.

“Friends who kiss huh?” You joke weakly, voice heavy with desire. You laugh into his mouth when he nips at your bottom lip, shutting you up with another kiss.

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[trulymadlysydney]

1/?? Ok long anon remember when I did that one with you being on Harry’s team as a songwriter/musician/etc.,? and he like to come over to your apartment sometimes when he’s a little drunk and you smoke, work on music, drink some more, anything really you just like each other’s company (the one where you both fall asleep on the couch)? This one has a song to go with it So Good by Warpaint: https://youtu.be/sDDY_LJ7ZUk

Ok so, maybe it’s been a month or so after that, you and Harry have gotten a bit more closer. You were hesitant at first with whatever it is you have going on between you too and you laugh a little at how innocent it’s been between you too. You hold hands a lot more often now, sleep wrapped around each other, and he’s even more open with his affection now when it’s the two of you and close friends. His arm around your shoulder at the table when you’re over someone’s house for drinks, he kisses your cheek as your both chatting with friends, letting you know that he’s going to go talk to someone who just walked in. You talk a lot more animated when he comes over to work on music. And Harry’s eyes lit up a little bit brighter when you do that little snort when you laugh at something he says. He’s a lot more open with you on discussing the background to his lyrics and just how he’s feeling in general. You now spend a lot more time at his place (calling you to ask if you’d like to come over, “Harry it’s 1am, I’m seeing you again in literally 8 hrs from now, which would go by faster for the both of us if we were asleep.” “I know, I know, but I just got sent a new guitar I’m dying to show you and I have those special chips you like. You know the ones you had when we were in Stockholm for a show that are so hard to find?” “Well I guess I can’t say no to that” “Good :) the car should be outside your place in 5 minutes. Can’t wait to see you, bye :)”)

Oh, and yeah you two make out like horny teenagers and touch each other, but that’s really as far as you’ve both gone. You have yet to actually sleep with each other. And since you both haven’t put a label on anything, you’re just taking things as they come. And it’s not like you’ve both signed an oath of abstinence, you both are just so caught up in your own head over messing this up that you avoid /that/conversation. So yeah, maybe it’s midday, you’ve been over at Harry’s space after spending the night. And despite his home having luxurious amenities such as the softest couch you’ve ever sat on, you’ve both ended up where you’re most comfortable: the floor again. And you both end u sharing a joint and listening to music. You’ve both dragged pillows and blankets to the floor where you’re both laying now. Maybe he’s lounging in just some pants with his body angled so it’s like he’s reclining with his shoulders pressed to the bottom of the couch and you’re laying your head propped up against a mountain of pillows facing him, legs propped a little against the seat of the sofa, a pair of his sweat shorts hanging off your hips. And you’re just chatting, conversing about songs playing, leaning over to pass the joint to one another. You reach over and flick his foot and crack a joke about the BIG tattoo on his toe. He pokes at your belly, and asks you about the little scar on your torso right underneath the hem of your bralette, the one you got when you decided you wanted to learn how to roller-skate one summer. And maybe it’s the weed, but you’re using this opportunity to touch each other. Your fingers move to the Never Gonna Dance Again tats along his ankles, his move to discover the tiny smiley face tatted onto your side. And it’s gotten a little quiet, a bit more tense and So Good by Warpaint is playing (https://youtu.be/sDDY_LJ7ZUk). And you’re looking up at the ceiling taking an inhale of whats left of the joint as “I want you all over me, Can't you tell me all your secrets?” plays when you feel the flutter of the fabric of the shorts, as you catch Harry, focused intently as he glides the fingers of one of his hands under the hem at your thigh. And as if he can feel you watching, he looks over to you, you’re propped up a little more staring at him.

2/ ?? Nothing seems to be moving except the smoke from the joint and your stomach visibly rising with your breathing. And his lips purse a little in a near grin, because he’s been caught but he wanted to be. And your lips purse a little too and you both break eye contact, his fingers still playing with the skin at your thigh, your head leaning back back into the pillows as you laugh up at the ceiling as “I want you, open wide Can't you tell me all your secrets? I’ll tell you all mine.” is sung. And Harry’s fingers have moved to trail up the length of legs going from mid calf to just under your shorts back and forth, watching goosebumps form and the little shiver move through you. And that’s when you get the idea, and you sit up, Harry’s eyes going to your face as you scooch up close to him, his legs parting around you so you can sit on your knees facing him. And you hold the joint to your lips, his eyes moving from yours to the joint between your plump lips as you inhale, and you set the joint in the ashtray and quickly wrap your hands around his neck to pull yourself to his mouth so that you can shotgun. His hands moving to hold into your sides to inhale as you exhale. You break away from his mouth, the both of you staring at each other as he lets the smoke back out. Your hands playing with the curls at the nape of his neck, his hands now resting on the waistband of your shorts as you both move in to kiss each other as “so good, so good, so good” plays in the background. And you’re both breathing so heavy and kissing is just so much more intense when you’re both high. And you move one of your hands to drag one of his hands at your hem, to push your shorts down. And Harry gets the hint, and removes his hands quickly as he lifts his hips up off the floor a little to slide his pants down. Your hands gone to push your top off, you struggle a little, both laughing as Harry helps you pull it off over your head and toss it somewhere in the room. And Harry says “wait” and you’re confused at first las he, pushes you to stand as he rises off the floor to sit back on the couch and pull you on top of him and go “much better” and you’re making out, he’s kissing all over your chest, you’re working your hand between his legs, as “you’re good, you’re good, I’m handling it” plays, when you realize something. Moving your hand away from him, kissing him to say “hold on” and going to your purse on one of the coffee tables to pull out a condom. Flashing the wrapper to him, you’ve walked back over, tearing the foil open and rolling it onto the length of him.

3/3 And Harry is grabbing both your hands, kissing each of them before you go to place them onto his shoulders, looking back into your half-closed from the high, eyes. Harry’s fingers moving between you now to work you up more and you’re whining, saying his name in broken pants into his mouth as he asks “you okay, love?” And you’re frantically nodding as you move your hips right above him to take him in. The both of your mouths, parting in a caught moans as you move to adjust to him. With your eyes closed and head falling back onto your neck, and Harry thinks this is what heaven looks like, right now between his lap. Harry’s guiding you with a hand at your hips, as you rock into him. And when he notices that you’re struggling a little, maybe he pulls you underneath him. So that you’re laying on the couch, and he’s pulled one of the discarded pillows from the floor to prop underneath your hips for your extra comfort, as he pushes himself back inside you. And it’s all intense but so good. So so good. And he’s praising you, telling you how he’s wanted to do this with you for so long. And he can’t believe you’re with him like this right now. And you moan so pretty. And he likes the way your mouth twitches a little when it doesn’t know if it wants to whine or gasp. And his lips are so swollen and pink. And his Adam’s apple is enticing as he swallows. And he’s sounds just as beautiful now when he’s in the throes of it all, as when he sings. But now, your playlist has ended long time ago, and it’s like that night again, except the couch is big enough for him spoon you with his knees pushing into the back of yours. You’re between pillow talks, flipping yourself over to kiss some more before finally settling down, his face in your hair as you hear his low snores. And you’re playing with his hand that’s wrapped around yours, and the blanket laying on top of the both of you smells like him so you feel like he’s entirely wrapped around you, and unlike that night before, you realize that there’s nothing to worry about nothing to try to escape from. And as if Harry can hear your thoughts, you feel him squeeze your hand, and a kiss into your head as he grumbles “are you comfortable?” And you pull your latched hands up to kiss the back of his and say “yeah Harry, I am” and you can feel him smile as he says “sleep for a little” and he presses another kiss, and you do. Realizing something that has always been there, even during that one night, that everything is just so easy. It’s all just lighter when you’re with him.

Ok bestie, I thought this was cute could have been better but it’s so soft and I just had to get it out lol

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Bestie….. how do you manage to hurt me EVERY time oh my god 😭

[angrymoontaeil]

Blades and Quads ~ Liu YangYang

Wc: ~3.6k

Warnings: injury, swearing (like one or two)

Pairing: Yangles

AN: Okay, so like hockey boys are fine af. I also use a lot of Roller Derby terminology so if you want definitions either dm me or I can make another post with the definitions for you all! ALSO!!! Requests are open for both boy and girl groups, and dm if you want to be in the tag list! ❤❤❤

"As of today, we will be sharing the rink with the hockey team," your coach's voice rang throughout the rink, groans and sighs of protest sounded about the team at the announcement, "yes, yes, I know how much you loathe the team. However, they need a place to practice while their rink is being fixed because of their a/c. The team will use our blades and the rink and we will have practice as normal. Now, for today we will work on..."

"So you're telling me, we get to practice while those boys are here?" Your friend, Niki nudged you while leaning in close. Your coach continued to ramble about the practice for today while the two of you whispered in the corner.

"Those boys?" You questioned.

"Yeah, those gods we call the hockey team? I mean, have you seen them?" Niki bounced as she talked and shifted her weight between her skates, obviously excited about the news of the hockey team sharing the team's space for some time.

"Okay! Start some laps then!" Your coach called out and the rest of the team started going around the track lazily, talking and stretching out a bit. You and Niki did the same, catching up with some of your other teammates and chat before the practice started up fully.

"Oh no, oh no, oh no. Look, Y/N, it's them." Niki and the other girls giggled while they all stared at the hoard of boys started to pile into the rink. You stared as well. I mean, they weren't unattractive, they were hockey boys after all. It was just you never particularly liked them. There was really no reason, they just were an itch you were never able to scratch, and it bothered you to no end.

"Hey, Y/N. We are gonna start a scrimmage, do you wanna be on my team?" You turned from the boys and skated backwards to talk to the girls easier. You agreed to team and the group made your way over to where the coach was handing out panties to the designated captains of the two teams. Niki was handed the two panties of your team and you two made it over to the bench where the rest of your team sat talking.

"Alright. So, this is just an easy scrimmage. Just listen to each other and work as a team. Also, if you do not bridge when the pivot says to. I, Niki, will personally make you do laps. Fifteen in three. Do not make me." As much as you loved Niki, her scary side always managed to crack a smile on your face when she threatened the younger kids.

She tossed you the jammer panty and you accepted it with glee. Jamming was your favorite position, it was the release of adrenaline when you have to break through the pack, or when you lapped the other jammer. Maybe it was crowd screaming when you jump the axel, or do a fancy trick that drives them insane. You, and the blockers made your way to the track and you set yourself up behind the jammer line.

"Okay we are keeping it simple today. Hip-checks are allowed, you do not have to slow down to enter the pack either. We do have refs, do keep it legal, people."

You took a deep breath and tugged on your wrist guards and perched on your toe stops.

"FIVE SECONDS!"

Breathe in, and out. In... and out.

Once the whistle blew, you sprinted into the pack doing a mo-hawk in time to go around the inside of the opposing team, and spun back around to sprint through your team. Another short whistle blew signaling that you were the fist to make it through the pack, that the other jammer was stuck by your team's wall.

"Let's go, Y/N!" Niki screamed as you sailed by the bench. You smiled and winked at her before starting crossovers around the turn. This boosted you further as you started them again around the second turn before slowing down a bit with a plow stop before entering the pack once again.

"Yo! Yangles? You with us?" A hand waved in front of the boy. He was focused on you as your strong legs propelled your forward and your shoulder swung with every push. He quickly snapped out of his daze and glared at Lucas who wore a smug grin on his face. "You like what you see?" His cocky smile adorned his features while YangYang rolled his eyes before watching you again. You swiveled away around people as you went through the pack. Your face remained in a smile the whole time, making quick conversations and making quips to the others when you swung your shoulders and swiveled your hips.

Once you broke through the pack, a laugh sprouted through your lips which sounded melodic to YangYang's ears. A huge smile broke out on his face as you lapped around again the track.

"YangYang, let's go!" Sungchan called from the group and waved him over. YangYang looked back in time for you to successfully jump the apex and land perfectly with a shout from you and your teammates. He silently cheered for you before turning to his team and getting ready for practice.

"I have no idea how you can manage to do that," Niki said while she took off her knee pads "I mean, it took me hours just to jump in place without wiping out." You smiled and shook your head, removing your helmet and running your hand over the back of your neck to get rid of the sweat that built up.

"Remind me next practice, we can work on it." She giggled and jumped up from the floor and engulfed you in a tight hug before picking up her bags from the floor and bounding off the track. You finished taking off the rest of your gear in time before you heard shouts and the rolling of wheels on the floor. You didn't bother to look up from your bags to know that the hockey team skated onto the track.

"Hello, Y/N... how are you on this fine evening?" You looked up from your bags and swung them over your shoulders. There stood Haechan and Lucas, both with wide smiles.

"Hello," you dismissed before walking through the two boys and heading towards the exit of the track.

"Y/N!" A huff left your lips but the scowl turned into a bright smile when the voice matched a face in your head. You turned to see Johnny and Doyoung making their way over to you, with a pouting Haechan and a laughing Lucas behind the two. "I saw that jump earlier, that was so cool!" Johnny was the first to reach you and wrapped his arm around you and gave a slight squeeze. Doyoung stopped in front of the two of you and spoke a mile a minute about how the team looked amazing and how your skating abilities improved by a tenfold.

However, although the compliments were rewarding, your focus was on something else. Yangyang skated around the track with ease, quickly stopping and starting up again with a slight swivel of his hips.

"You like what you see?" Johnny quipped, close to your ear. Doyoung stopped talking and looked to where your gaze landed on the lean boy. He whipped his head back to you look and then motioned back to YangYang with a surprised look on his face.

"Him? The captain?" He said, shocked laced in his words.

You rolled your eyes and ducked out from under Johnny's arm. "You have to be kidding me," you said under your breath. The screech of wheels made you stop and look up at the two boys in front of you.

"You have to talk to him now," Doyoung said with his arms crossed over his chest, "I think he likes you as well."

"Who likes who?" Haechan practically shouted from behind you, causing you to turn around quickly and seeing both YangYang and Haechan stood next to each other, latter with a shocked expression, and the other with a slight blush dusting his cheeks. Before any of the boys could continue their current topic, you spun on your heel and exited the track without another word.

The air was cold and bitter to your exposed skin. You threw your gear into the trunk of your car and turned the heat on high when you sat down and locked the doors.

"Like me?" You whispered to yourself, setting your head onto the steering wheel.

Yangyang, the captain of the hockey team - the team you hate - likes you? How? The two of you weren't rivals, nor were you close at all, it was just new information that you never thought was possible. You sighed heavily and pulled out of the parking lot, ready to head straight to bed after you got home.

A scowl formed on your face the moment you stepped into the arena. Voices bounced off the walls of shouts and screams that boiled your blood automatically. Today was one of the days that your team and the hockey team would be skating at the same time, while Niki was was a smiling mess, your face showed the total opposite.

"Cheer up, Y/N! Maybe it won't be that bad," Niki said when the two of you set down your bags and started unpacking your gear. The smile never dropped her features even as she watched some of the boys skate past her with a smile and a wink.

"Bet that it will be," you shot back at her, sliding your elbow pads into place and fastening the velcro snugly. A lot of the other team members were already on the track, some chatted with the hockey players, and others stretched out in separate groups. You watched the swarm of skaters go around smiling and laughing.

"Hey, Y/N!" Chenle, one of your juniors skated over to you with a bright smile. He reached down to you and you gratefully accepted his hand and pulled you up. "How are you? It has been so long!"

After warm ups, both teams split up to work on skills. You were currently watching the younger skaters as they practiced their stops. They giggled at each other when they would fall down and push each other down just to have the other do the same when they got back up again. Out of the corner of your eye, Johnny was making his way over to you. You turned to him and he swung his arm around your shoulders.

"Yangles wants to do a group practice," he said in a low voice. You whipped your head to look at him. A shocked expression adorned your features and Johnny let out a loud laugh. "I mean it. He means it. He wants to do an endurance game to combine the groups." Then it was your time to laugh, tears brimmed your eyes.

"I will just feel bad, I don't want you guys to loose too bad. Poor Haechan won't take it."

"I can't take what?" Speaking of the devil, Haechan appeared to your other side and circled around you and Johnny. "Afraid that I can't take some pussy?"

"I mean we know you can't, but having our teams compete in a game. I can't have you crying on the track now, can we?" You quipped back at the male. He shot a glare at you and dismissed the thought with the wave of his hand.

"You'll be saying that now but just you wait. I am going to have Yangles fuck you." He stopped and smirked, then realized his mistake and started to stutter around waving frantically with wide eyes. "I mean fuck you up, no.. not, not fuck you fuck you. I mean fuck you up like beat you up. No, not that either... I meant he will win against you, not fuck you."

Heat rose to your cheek and you cleared your throat. Johnny tried his best to keep his laughs to a minimum as Haechan continued to blabber on about you not fucking YangYang, and you trying to hide your embarrassment. Quickly, you ducked underneath Johnny's arm and made your way over to where YangYang watched some of his team do skills of hits.

"Hey YangYang," you spoke quietly, the boy turned towards you and immediately his eyes went wide, a small hint of blush sprung up on his cheeks, "I heard you want to play a game with the teams?" He nodded frantically at your words.

"Yeah, I was wondering if you knew one?" His words seemed timid and his eyes never met yours. You smiled at him and motioned him to follow you to the center. When you took a few paces and found that he didn't follow you, you grabbed his hand and met his eyes which widened once again. You tugged the boy into the center and let go of his hand. The warmth left them suddenly and you shivered in the cold, not realizing till now how cold the building was.

You clapped your hands loudly, "Okay, everyone! Gather round, we are planning to play penny tag!" A lot of the kids on your team giggled loudly and shouted their excitements for one of their favorite games. "For those who do not know, these are pennies," Niki skated over to you with a laundry bin full of them. The garments were thin jerseys with faded numbers on them, you were to wear them when scrimmaging for practice to signify teams. "Each person will get one penny. You will skate around trying to grab other's. If you manage to get yours stolen then you must to 10 push-ups and 2 laps before starting again. The one with the most after 20 minutes wins!"

The hockey boys nodded their heads and murmured to themselves about how they were to win, the same with your side. "However!" Your voice rang again, "there will be teams." You turned to Yangyang and gave the flushed boy a smirk. "After the 20 minutes, which ever team has the most will win and make a punishment for the other team."

Both sides seemed to agree and more excited at the news of how the competition would go. You made eye contact with the captain once again and rolled over to his side. You placed a hand on his shoulder and lent in close to his face. The slight flush earlier darkened by many shades at your action and you only chuckled. "Watch your back, captain. It would be a shame if I had to choose a punishment for you," your lowered voice had an obvious affect on YangYang who stood tense with wide eyes when you pulled away to face him. You left him standing there, frozen solid, after a quick wink.

If it was possible, your team had more energy than usual when you passed out the pennies to them. Niki rolled over and talked to you about her 'plan' to seduce the boys and then steal their pennies. However, you watched as YangYang went to every member and handed out the colored pennies to his team. His lean body easily strolled around in his skates as if he was just walking around.

"So, Yangyang?" Niki butted in slyly.

"Never in a million years," you said flatly tearing your eyes away from the boy. You made eye contact with Niki and nodded towards the track where she gracefully stopped and popped out her hips sassily.

"Okay! 20 minutes on the clock, starting now!"

You rolled around peacefully, letting the small kids take a shot of stealing your pennies. By the 15 minute mark, you had already taken out a lot of the hockey team. They obviously were angry by this time apparent by the pout on Haechan's face when he finished his second lap as another person stole his penny.

"Hey..." Lucas stood beside you, keeping an even pace with yours, "can I have one please?" He cupped his hands together and gave you puppy eyes with a pouty lip. You smiled widely and rolled your eyes, suddenly stopping. Lucas stopped and spun around to face you, knees bent and a flame in his eyes, "So, I am not getting one? Fine," He took a step in a lunge before springing after you. A small screech left your lips as you bounded away from the taller.

You were going opposite of the track; when normally you would do crossovers as right over left, you and Lucas were currently gaining speed with left over right crossovers. The giant smile never left your face and a bubbly laugh spilled past your lips. The seconds ticked down the clock as the two of you spun around the track. Just as you picked up your left leg up to do another crossover your skate hit a small object and sent you flying. You threw your hands forwards, relying on the wrist guards to catch your fall. A sharp pain flew up your leg to your hip when you finally hit the ground.

"Shit, Y/N!" Lucas called from behind you. He stopped quickly and fell to your side. He grabbed your arm quickly and you looked up to face him. Concerned was etched in his features as the pain in your ankle increased when you tried to move your lower body to stand up. Lucas was quick to catch you before you fell lower to the ground. "Yangyang!" He called out, the boy was already skating over and landed on the ground by your feet.

"I am going to take your skates off, okay?" His voice was calm but his face said otherwise. He gave a small smile while you shuffled to face him. When he took off your left skate you closed your eyes and waited for him to touch your right leg. When he did, you squeezed your eyes shut and smacked your hand over your mouth to hold a muffled cry. YangYang stopped his motions to look up at your pained expression. "Here," he said suddenly, "let's get off the track." He stood up to move next to your other side and motioned for Lucas to help you up.

Both grabbed your arms and lifted you up to stand on your left foot and lean on YangYang who slowly helped you to the seats by all your equipment. "Stay here," he said before smiling and adding, "I mean, you can't but... you know what I mean." The bright blush from earlier when you flustered him appeared on his cheeks once more before turning around and heading towards his equipment.

You bent down and undid your knee pads and threw your elbow and wrist guards to the side before bending down to remove to try to remove your skate. You undid the bow of your skate before slowly loosening the skate and slipping it off of your foot. You whimpered softly under your breath as you did so. Finally, when the weight of the skate left your ankle, you took a deep sigh of relief.

YangYang stopped in front of you with a box of what seemed to be medical supplies. He sat down by your foot and, with soft touches, propped your foot up on his lap and started to take out some of the supplies from the box.

"Why do you hate the hockey team so much?" The question scared you. You didn't expect to not only be in this predicament but also have the question leave the hockey captain's mouth. You brought your head up to look at YangYang who didn't meet your eyes, instead he focused on your foot. You didn't answer, the words couldn't leave your mouth. You settled for watching the boy start wrapping an ace bandage around your ankle and foot delicately.

"I mean," You stopped for a second, the words were hard to find, "I don't hate..." YangYang looked up from his lap and met your eyes. "I mean I don't hate you, or your members at all, I just... I don't know. You guys always steal the attention away from us. Our team is under funded and not popular enough to get people in, and I just..." The boy finished bandaging your foot and slowly lowered it to the floor. "I just want my team to be happy and have people root for them like they do for you."

YangYang said nothing, his eyes held concern and compassion. He lifted himself from the floor and sat down next to you on the bench. Your hands were engulfed in warmth as he grabbed them and turned you to face him.

"I understand. Having to watch over the team and make sure they are not only happy but work together, it takes a lot." YangYang lifted his hand up and went to reach for your face. He stopped himself and you glanced at his hand, and then his red face. You gave a small nod of your head and when his hand rested on your cheek and brushed over your cheek bone you swear your face was on fire.

"But, I promise that next time I will be the one to root and cheer for you. I will even loose my voice if I have to," His words brought a smile to your face and you nodded with his had still on your cheek. You brought your hands to wrap around his waist and settled your head on his shoulder. YangYang tensed at the action, his hands hovering over your back and a shocked expression plastered on his face.

"AYO! Lovebirds! Stop hugging! I still want to beat the hockey team!!!"

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Letting Loose

Requested Chapter 19

This is a continuation of my series and all future chapters that I write for this series will be written as requested chapters

Request: The team and the reader have a snowball fight

Word count: 2,265

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It’s been 9 months since Ruby Anne has joined the team. You have all come a long way since then and you were proud of the progress that was made. You, Ruby and Peter were on winter break and you had a few inches of snow so you were happy. The trees were so pretty and the yard was like a winter wonderland and there was a small pond about 20 minutes away from the compound on foot so the three of you decided to run down there and ice skate since the pond was frozen. You and Peter would do that every winter and this would be Ruby’s first winter you the team. So, you all jogged down there with your ice skates, bundled up warm.

“Oh my god you’re a natural!” You exclaimed as you watched Ruby speed by you on the ice. She was surprisingly very good at ice skating. Peter still had to skate by you, holding your arm to keep to steady. Unlike her, as much as you practiced every winter, you still couldn’t skate too well.

“Hehe. Yeah, we used to go roller skating a lot when I was younger. This feels about the same, just a little more slippery.” Ruby chuckled, skating away and occasionally skating backwards.

“Oh cool! That sounds aweso-AHH!” You yelped as you lost your balance and slipped, falling right on your butt. Peter gasped and then giggled a bit as he quickly helped you up. You started to laugh too, knowing that you probably looked funny falling like that. “Peheter you're supposed to hehehelp me not fall.” You laughed, rubbing your bottom that was now sore. Peter smiled sheepishly and gave you an apologetic shrug.

“Sorry, I only let go for a second!” He whined.

“Well, knowing me, you should know to never let go of me when I'm skating. I am extremely prone to falling.” You giggled. Ruby was laughing as well, helping you regain your balance.

“It’s ok y/n/n, you’ll get the hang of it eventually.” She tittered. You scoffed and thanked her for helping.

“I hope so..” You sang.

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“AHH! Oooow!” You groaned as you fell again. This was the 6th time you fell in the last 20 minutes. Your butt was probably bruised and the cold melted ice had seeped through your layers and now your butt was wet. Peter covered his mouth and gasped again, once again helping you up. Ruby winced with a smile.

“Maaaybe that’s enough skating for now. We should do something else in the snow.” Peter said, rubbing your back comfortingly. Ruby nodded and agreed.

“Yeah, definitely. Something that doesn’t involve falling and bruising our butts.” She laughed. You nodded with a smirk and out your hands on your hips.

“So… what should we do?” You shrugged. Peter hummed for a second before raising his eyebrows and looking at you girls.

“Snowball fight?” He asked. You and ruby smirked.

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“Oww! Hey! How much snow are you packing into a single snowball Peter?!?” You yelled as you dove behind your fort. It felt like he was throwing pure rock at you! Peter laughed evilly as he kept preparing more snowballs, gathering as much snow as he could and compressing it tightly into a ball. “Hard as a rock.” He sniggered to himself.

It was a girl’s vs boy fight. You thought that since it was two of you and one of him, you’d have the upper hand easily. But of course, that hasn’t the case.

Ruby stood up from behind the wall and threw 2 snowballs at Peter. One had successfully hit Peter on the shoulder and the other hit the wall of his fort. You tried to make more snowballs to give to Ruby to throw but as the fight progressed, Peter was winning by a long shot.

The fight continued and the three of you were so caught up in the game that you were only brought back to reality when you heard another familiar voice from a few feet away.

“Hey, that’s no fair, Peter’s outnumbered!” Tony said. The three of you looked up to see the rest of the team standing there with smiles on their faces. “He needs some help, right guys?” He asked, Steve, Bucky, Thor and Clint nodding along and agreeing. Nat and Wanda rolled their eyes.

“No! He’s perfectly fine and its perfectly fair!” You yelled. However, the team ignored your protests.

“What do you say, fellas? Boys vs girls?”

“NO! Then we’ll be outnumbered!!”

Steve nodded. “Sounds good. It’s on!” The guys immediately joined Peter’s side making you and Ruby groan. Nat lazily walked to your side and Wanda crouched down next to you.

“I don’t wanna go out into the line of fire so I’ll just be here and make the snowballs for you guys.” Wanda said. You playfully rolled your eyes but agreed.

“Alright ready?” Tony called out. You groaned and poked your head out from the fort.

“Just so you know, this is still totally not fair!” You sang. “There’s 6 guys and only 4 girls. Plus, Wanda is staying behind the fort so technically there’s only 3 girls fighting.”

“Tough cheese, do what you can, and prepare to lose anyway!” Tony quipped, making you growl. “3,2,1, GOOO!”

In a few moments you all were laughing loudly and squealing, as snowballs flew in all directions. You were hit a couple of times and so was Nat and Ruby, but you were surprisingly able to land a few good shots to the opposite team. Thanks to Nat's ninja skills, she was able to easily dodge many snowballs. At some point in the fight, it got really chaotic. There was screaming everywhere and there were no longer organized teams. Girls teamed up with boys, some fought alone; it was crazy. You and Steve were currently teamed up and you were both trying to get Thor. He was by himself but held his own very well. He laughed victoriously, throwing ball after ball of snow to your bodies. Bucky then temporarily joined Thor's team, throwing snowballs at Steve.

When Thor and Bucky wouldn’t relent, Steve turned on you, lifting you up and using you as a shield. You screamed as you started to get hit by all the balls they were throwing. “HEY! YOU TRAITOR!” You yelped. Steve ran away while still holding you in front of him to protect himself from anymore snowballs. “Steve stop!!!” You squealed, kicking your legs in the air when he started running towards Peter's fort. You were getting attacked and you were partially scared because Peter's snowballs hurt and your brother was basically making you the target of them. Luckily, Peter manages to throw one of his snowballs and hit Steve straight in the head.

“OW!” He growls, immediately dropping you on the snow. You cheer and run away while you still can, sticking your tongue out at Steve.

“Ha ha!”

“Jesus, Pete! What are these, white stones?!”

You run away to join Thor's team since he’s doing pretty good, and also because you're mad at Steve. You laugh as you and Thor currently have the upper hand, since the both of you have a system; you make the balls and Thor delivers. His big strong arms allow him to throw the balls at great distances, so even the people running far away don’t stand a chance.

When you peek out of the fort, you see Steve from afar trying to quickly build himself a wall to protect himself. It seemed like the perfect opportunity to get revenge. As you were making more snowballs for Thor, you made up a plan. You would run up to him, avoiding the line of fire, and kick down and destroy his wall. Then, once he's caught off guard, you'd use the snow from the fallen fort and throw it at him, thus getting revenge for turning on you.

You grinned as you prepared enough balls to last Thor for the few minutes that you'd be away, then left. “I’ll be right back Thor!” You said, quickly running over to Steve to commence your plan.

Once you're close enough, you run and jump into the fort like a wrecking ball, turning the wall into a pile of snow. Steve’s eyes widened as he witnessed his hard work get completely wrecked.

“What the-“

You quickly get up on you knees and gather snow in your arms. “This is what you get for betraying me!” you giggled, launching snow at him and tackling him to the ground, shoving snow down his shirt.

He yelped at the sudden cold feeling, grabbing your wrists and pushing you off him. He quickly gets up and shakes off the snow before pinning you to the ground and straddling you. You scream and try to fight back, pushing on his chest and wrestling with him but he easily pins your wrists to your chest with an evil chuckle and digs into your side with his free hand. You squeal, arching your back and squirming around, letting out uncontrollable giggles. “Stohohohop it steheheheheve!” you kick you legs, shrieking when he lets go of your wrists and uses both hands to slide under your long-sleeved shirt and attack your bare belly.

You threw your head back and cackled, trying to rip his hands away but it was futile. You had made the mistake earlier of taking a few layers off you when you started getting hot from all the running around, so now you had just made it extremely easy for Steve to tickle you senseless.

“STEHEHEVE I CAHAHANT!” You cried, squealing loudly when he moved his ice fingers up to your ribs. His cold fingers expertly dug in between each rib, making the sensation unbearable for you.

“Awww, is it a little cold for you? Huh?” He teased, pouting his lip and using a baby voice to tease you. Your laughter went up an octave as you tried to turn and hide your blush. Steve chuckled at your bubbly state and slipped his hands under your arms, causing you to yelp and press your arms to your sides.

“NAHAHAHA PLEHEHEHEASE STEHEVE!” You begged. Steve ignored your protests and began to blow raspberries in the crook of your neck, his cold nose touching behind your ear making you squeal. You couldn’t take this much longer and needed to call for help. “HEHEHELP IHIHTS TOO MUHUHUCH!” You yelled, hoping to catch the attention of anyone on the team. “HELP HE'S CHEATIHIHIHING!” You laugh harder as Steve wiggles his fingers in your belly button, knowing how that drives you crazy.

Finally, Tony looks over to you and sees you getting wrecked by Steve. He chuckles, rolling his eyes before nudging Clint who’s next to him. Clint looks over to where he's pointing and sighs. “Of course.”

“SOMEONE PLEHEHEHEASE! HAHAH!”

Tony tilts his head to the side and sighs dramatically, catching the attention of the team, “Alright; new rules. Everybody go for Steve.” He tutted, everyone quickly bombarding Steve with snowballs.

Steve stops tickling you and grunts, raising his arms up to protect his upper body as he falls to his side, allowing you to escape. You quickly get up in a fit of giggles and run away, diving behind a fort with Nat and Peter. When the team finally stops throwing snow at him, Steve gets up and chases you again.

You shriek when you see him running towards you and you run away. You try to reach Thor again but he quickly catches you and carries you up with one arm while bending down and grabbing some snow, getting his revenge by shoving it down your back. You scream and arch your back, kicking your legs out. “AHH! STOHOHOP ITS COHOHOLD! NOOO!” You squeal.  When Steve gets enough snow under your clothes, he drops you and runs. You growl and get up, shaking out all the remaining snow before jumping behind the nearest fort; which is Tony's.

Tony throws a few more snowballs over his wall before quickly retreating, diving behind and sitting with his back against the wall. He looks at you sideways in all seriousness, panting heavily. “This is more chaotic than the battle of New York.” He spat. You laughed at that, and started to help him make more snowballs.

Just in time, as the team had started to get tired, Pepper rode in on one of the golfcarts to meet you guys and tell you to come in. “Oh, my goodness, you all are covered in snow!” she exclaimed with a surprised smile on her face.

“Yup! It was one hell of a fight.” Clint chuckles.

Pepper hummed and shook her head briefly. “Well I hope you guys had fun, there's hot chocolate waiting inside for all of you so, come back in and warm up.” She says, waving towards home and driving back to the compound. The rest of you all pack up your sweaters and skates, walking back in a group to the compound, talking and laughing amongst each other.

In no time, everyone is joined in the living room around the fireplace, warming up and drinking their hot chocolate. Jarvis turns on the tv and puts on Home Alone, making everybody smile. You're cuddled up on the couch next to Thor, Peter laying on his side on the carpet, and Ruby Anne is cuddled up to Tony, who has an arm around her, rubbing up and down comfortingly. You smile and sigh happily, turning your attention back to the movie, laughing at Harry and Marv’s antics.

[pettyprocrastination]

Panty & Bambi

Francisco “Catfish” Morales x Roller Derby!Reader

Summary: Helena Morales celebrates her 12th birthday at the roller rink, where she plays cupid for her kind father who’s attention has been captured by a confident skater that danced about the rink. 

Warnings: profanity, uhhh mention of alcohol?? Frankie being a fucking BOTTOM about buff thick women lmao. 

Word Count:2.9k

Perm Taglist: @honestlystop​

authors note:Wrote this because I’m sad about not being able to do derby this season and i’ve been watching lots of bouts to comfort myself in it lmao. Big inspiration to @qveenbvtch​ who wrote a fucking MAGICAL javi rollerskating fic called Ring My Bell!! It’s so fucking good read it here !!!!!! Big thank you to my boo @captainsamwlsn​ for reading this for me ILY Thais so fkin much <3

“For her next birthday could your daughter pick something that isn’t fucking murder on my knees?”

Frankie stared at his friend and god father to his now twelve year old daughter under the flashing fluorescent lights of the roller rink before taking a sip of the cheap beer in his hand. “Don’t whine Santi.” Frankie laughed.  “We both know you’d do anything for her.”

Which was true. 

Helena had only been a baby when the group went to Columbia to take down Lorea. They had always been a close-knit group of friends, but what happened on that trip, that shit-show of a mission, made them appreciate having each other even more. They visited Tom’s family when they were able to, the first few months after his death his ex-wife wouldn’t even let them on the front lawn. She took to screaming and cursing at them for his death, they didn’t tell her about the teenage boy that took her ex-husband’s life to avenge his brother. 

Tess did in fact get into Harvard. She sent Pope letters from time to time. She didn’t blame him or the others for her father’s death like her mother did. The boys couldn’t say the same for themselves. 

But the family they did have, the sweet chunky cheeked little infant girl Frankie was proud to call his daughter? Oh they all worshiped her. Little Helena had them all wrapped around her finger from the moment they set eyes on her. 

The men had been there for every tea party, fairy tale, and birthday. They watched her go from mashing cake into her mouth at one years old to laughing at a skate rink with her friends at twelve. 

Frankie had been there for everything and his boys were there to help him. 

He couldn’t say the same for Liana. 

“Twelve years brother.” Pope remarked. Frankie groaned and let his head fall forward. 

“You don’t have to tell me man. Where did it all go?” He looked out on the rink with a smile, watching his daughter skate with ease on the polished wood floors while Ben wobbled along next to her, looking more like a baby taking its first steps than a grown man. 

“It feels like just yesterday I was changing her diapers, now she’s in eighth grade.” Frankie sighed, released the vice like grip he had on the neck of his bottle. “Fuck man, I’m not ready for her to go to high school, I don’t know what I’ll do with myself.”

“You’ll do what you’ve always done for her, ‘Fish.” Frankie looked up to see Will standing at his side, setting a comforting hand on his shoulder. “You’ll be there for her. Which is more than I can say about half of the dead beat dads out there now.”

“Dad!” She called out, her pigtails swaying as she turned to him, hands held out with a big grin. “Come on!”

Frankie ignored the pop of his knees as he stood up with a groan. 

“I’ll pray for your back hermano!” Santi called out with a barking laugh as his friend slowly stepped onto the rink with shaking legs

Frankie couldn’t give his little girl the world no matter how much he wanted to, he was just one man. But damn if he wouldn’t skate with her at her birthday party. 

Helena took his hand in hers as they skated, which he knew was more for his safety than hers. But he still felt his heart clench at seeing just how small his daughter’s hand was compared to his.

“How are you so bad at this!” She giggled upon seeing his knees buckle for the third time in two minutes. While Helena had taken to roller skates with ease, the same could not be said for her father, who clutched onto her hand like a lifeline. 

“Mija, the last time I was on wheels like this was before I broke my ankle skateboarding.” A woman skated by them, the wheels on her skated lighting up a bright pink each time they made contact with the floor. You turned, skating backwards for a moment with a carefree smile before turning forward again. 

Frankie’s knees buckled when Helena’s hip bumped against his.

“God-” His daughter snorted. “Maybe if you stopped staring at that lady and focused more on skating you wouldn’t be wobbling like an old man on a walker!”

His head snapped to his daughter like a whip, for a moment uncaring how he nearly lost his balance. “I am not-I wasn’t-did you just call me an old man?”

His daughter simply stared up at him with that smug little grin that he swore Santi taught her. 

“She’s pretty.” His daughter noted, he spared another glance up, feet sliding across the floor as he did. 

You skated around another couple, hips swaying to the song playing over the speaker and hands raised high over your head. You brought one foot in front of the other in a sashay along the rink, gliding over the floor with grace that Frankie couldn’t even try to get as he gripped his daughter’s hand for dear life while they skated along the inner rim of the rink. 

His daughter tugged at his hand, which had gotten arguably more sweaty when he realized that you would be passing them once more. “You should say hi.”

Frankie shook his head and offered his daughter a smile. “It’s your birthday ‘lena.” He reminded her. “You should be having fun with your friends instead of worrying about your old man’s dating life.”

Helena tilted her head in thought before smiling and letting go of her father’s hand. “Okay!”

“Wait-wait!” Frankie shot his hands out to balance himself, without the help of his daughter he felt even more off-kilter and out of his element. “Where are you going!?”

His daughter laughed before joining her friends that had skated ahead of them. “You told me to have fun with my friends! So I’m going to!” She looked behind him and smiled so wide he felt his heart drop. “Have fun dad! You got this!”

“Helena Maria Morales if you don’t-” Frankie’s threat was cut off when his legs wobbled against, one foot shooting out to steady him, except he was on fucking roller skates, which only caused his foot to slide out from beneath him and send him tumbling onto the hard floor beneath him. 

Had it not been for his skating savior that is. 

You shot forward, one hand gripping the collar of his shirt meanwhile the other grabbed the waistband of his trousers to steady him. On instinct his hands gripped your hips like you were a life preserver and he was a man lost at sea. 

“You alright there buddy?” Frankie simply stared at you, throat tight and mouth wide open as his bright wracked for a single thought, a single word to say to you. 

“Jesus Christ.” Santi groaned from the other side of the rink. He and the other boys sat watching in equal parts awe and dismay at their friend being caught like damsel and then absolutely flounder in front of you. “Say something you idiot!”

“Oh this is painful.” Ben snorted. “I don’t want to look away!”

“I’m uh, yeah I’m good.” Frankie realized as you pulled him upright how fucking strong you were, and it made his knees knock together for a whole different reason. His hands tensed and he realized he was still holding onto your hips. “Oh fuck, I’m so sorry I didn’t mean to-”

“It’s fine, really.” You held up a hand to silence him, his mouth snapped shut as if it were a trained command. “I know you aren’t some creep trying to cop a feel, I’ve been watching you skate for a while now.”

Frankie looked down at the floor. “Yeah well, the last time I was on wheels was when I was sixteen and tried to impress a girl at the mall by grinding on a rail with my skateboard.”

You slowly took his hand in yours and began to skate forward, slow smooth steps that he did his best to mimic. He was so focused on not falling he hadn’t realized that the pair of you were skating like a couple. “Did it work?”

“Fuck no!” He laughed. “I broke my ankle, lost a tooth, then she and her friends all laughed at me.”

You smiled at his story, noting the way the multi-colored lights bounced off his profile. “Well, I’ll do my best to make sure you don’t break an ankle or lose any teeth tonight, alright Bambi?”

Frankie’s feet wobbled again and tightened his grip on your hands, marveled for a moment at how soft they felt against his. “Bambi?”

“Yeah.” You offered him a slight shrug, he still wasn’t sure how you could skate around others with such ease while also maintaining a conversation, but was thankful for it either way. “You both have brown hair, both have shit balance-”

“Gee thanks.”

You giggled and flicked the tip of his cap. “Let me finish.” You scolded. “You both have shit balance, and you're both pretty fuckin’ cute.”

Frankie felt his heart race and his lips curl into a shy smile. He watched the colors that danced over your form like a kaleidoscope. “Well my actual name is Frankie-” The tip of his skate dipped forward, catching on the floor and sending him careening right into your arms. You kept your feet together at an angle to keep from falling, hands grabbing onto him as he barreled forward, arms thrown around you and nose pressed against yours. “-but I guess Bambi is pretty fitting too.”

“Well Bambi-” Frankie felt a tingle down his spine every time you called him that. A nickname so sweet and innocent had no business making him feel so hot under the collar. “How about we take a break from trying to keep you from falling flat on your ass and go sit down for a bit? If your daughter doesn’t mind that is.”

He looked over your shoulder, where Helena stood with two of her friends, smiling wide and flashing her dad two thumbs up. 

“I don’t think she'll mind.”

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“A pilot?” You whistled, leaning back in his chair. “Damn, you’ve got me beat. I’m just a high school English teacher!”

Frankie shook his head, toe tapping on the linoleum floor of the little snack corner of the rink that pair of you were sitting at. “Now I wouldn’t say all that. I mean, spending your entire day dealing with teenagers who definitely don’t want to be there? You must have the patience of a saint.”

You bumped your knee against his. “We’ll now you’re just trying to flatter me.”

Frankie held one hand up and the other over his heart, as if he were taking an oath. “All truth here, coming from a former AP English kid.” You gasped and held one hand over your chest and pretended to swoon. 

“An honor student of my subject? Be still my beating heart!” Frankie snorted into his drink, which caused you to in turn laugh loud enough for the people in front of them to turn and glare. 

He had always hated dating. It felt so forced, so uncomfortable. The icebreakers were only met with bland replies of women who clearly weren’t interested in him, and only became less interested when they learned he was a father. That or they would praise him for being so “brave” to raise his daughter on his own. What, as if he was supposed to walk out on her just like her mother did? It turned him off to the whole situation. 

But this? Sitting in the tiny snack corner at a roller rink, sipping overpriced sodas and laughing loud enough to annoy people while staring at the most beautiful woman he’s ever seen? Oh it was better than any date at a four star restaurant he’s been on. 

“Trust me.” He told you. “You would’ve hated me as a student.”

“I could never!”

“Oh yes you could!” He laughed. “I fell asleep in class all the time, never answered questions and uh honestly?” He pulled his hat low over his face with a shy smile. “If I had you as a teacher? I’d never get anything done.”

His eyes flicked to the sleeve of your shirt, seeing your biceps strain against it as you leaned over for your drink. The shorts you wore hugged the thick muscle of your legs and he felt his throat tighten up at the thought. 

You smiled and pushed his cap up so you could see his brown doe eyes. “I’m gonna take that as a compliment, Bambi.”

 Santi watched the pair of you, nearly nose to nose when you leaned in close to toy with his hat. He smiled and bumped Will’s shoulder. “Look at ‘em go. ‘Fish still has it.”

“That’s our boy.”

They had all gotten the call when Liana left, she had simply packed her bags in the middle of the night and vanished. Leaving Francisco and their six month old baby alone. They knew how much it hurt him to see her leave, how much he blamed himself and wracked his brain for how to fix it, how many times he called her and pleaded for her to come home. If not for him, for their daughter. Their little baby girl who wouldn’t stop crying because she was hungry and mommy was gone. 

But to see him now, blushing like a school boy while talking with a woman who his daughter practically pushed him into, they all felt a swell of pride. 

If any of them deserved a happy ending, it was Catfish. 

“If he doesn’t ask her out-” Ben sighed. “I’ll kill him. Just fucking murder him.”

Sadly, just as Frankie was about to ask that dreaded question, if he could get your number or hell, if you’d like to get a drink sometime, a woman with bright pink hair poked her head over your table. 

“Hey panty!” She called out and Frankie damn near got whiplash at that nickname. “Can you give me a ride home? My car is busted and my boyfriend can’t pick me up.”

Your shoulders deflated at her response and Frankie couldn’t help but feel a little prideful that you felt dejected to leave his side. “Yeah no problem Jammie.”

“Thanks!” The girl chirped. “I’ll meet you outside!”

When she left, Frankie turned to you with a slow smile, his eyebrows shot up to his hairline. “Panty?”

“Ughh I know!” You groaned into your hands. “It’s not some weird nickname or anything it’s just my derby name I swear!”

Frank leaned back, eyes wide in admiration. “You play roller derby?”

You grinned, shoulders back and confidence oozing off of you at the mention of your sport. You tucked your hands behind your head and Frankie took that moment to marvel at the muscle that strained against your shirt. “Damn right I do. Not to brag but I’ve been the MVP for the last three seasons.”

It was absolutely a brag and he loved it. 

“You know-” Your eyes flicked to his, shy and skittish. “-we have a bout, a game, this Saturday if you want to come. It’ll be here, at eight. You don’t have to-”

“I’ll be there.” He promised. The thought of you in those spandex shorts on skates, being positively brutal to other women on the track with that confident grin? Christ, he wouldn’t miss it for the world. “I’ve never watched roller derby before but, it’s recently piqued my interest.”

You smiled, raising your foot to knock it against his. “Well I hope it keeps you interested Frankie, because you’ve piqued mine too.”

Frankie felt a swell of pride in his chest at your shy smile and sweet words. He felt like a kid back in high school, trying his best to woo the girl in his biology class with passing notes in hopes of getting a date. 

Only this time he had more experience and a lot less acne. 

“Panty!” The woman shouted. “Lets gooo! I work the morning shift tomorrow!”

Your face fell. “Looks like that’s my que to head out. I’ll see you Friday though?”

“Fuck yes.” Frankie breathed out, before regaining his composure. “I mean uh yeah, yeah I’ll uh, see if I can make it.” You laughed and stood up from the table, turning on your heel at the final moment to press a quick kiss to his cheek. 

“I’ll see you then, Bambi.” You purred, before walking out of the door and past His daughter and three grown ass men, who stood in a circle nearby like a bunch of gossiping old women.

Frankie didn’t even have a moment to realize you kissed him before his daughter bounded over to him asking eighty questions within two seconds.

“What's her name? Is she cool? She seems cool! Are you guys dating now? Did you ask her out? Did you get her number?”

He brought this daughter in for a hug, bringing his hand down on the crown of her head in a playful nuzzle. 

“Alright speedy gonzales.” She laughed into his side and tried to wriggle out of his bear hug. “No more matchmaking, you hear me?”

“But it worked! Didn’t it?” His stern facade melted away at the excited grin on Helena’s face.He sighed, letting his chin fall onto the top of her head. 

“We’ll just have to wait and see mija.”

His daughter whooped in victory, throwing her hands high in the air in celebration. 

“That means it worked!”

[ecclais-fouoras]

Sometimes moving on is good pt6?

WARNING ⚠️: MAJOR SMUT DO NOT READ IF YOU AIN'T OF AGE !

anyAys byeeeee

It was a few weeks later, you were going out roller skating like you promised diane a few days ago.

"You ready" you said softly while she put on her coat.

"Yeah are you?"

"Of course, honey it's a little chilly outside...you should put on your scarf"

As you put it on her you kissed her cheek, "there you are...all set"

She looked at you with her eyes filled with love.

"Are we taking your car or mine ?"

"Oh no well walk babe it's not that far"

"Really ?.."

"Or we can take my car if you don't want to go by feet"?

"It's just I'd like to take you elsewhere afterwards"

"Yeah Sure Diane I'll get the keys"

You got in the car after getting everything you needed and started driving.

After a few minutes your hand landed on diane's thigh and dragged your fingers up and down over her jeans. You couldn't get enough of her, her sent her hair her eyes everything about her made you heart flutter.

She closed her eyes at the feeling of your touch.

"We're almost there diane darling don't fall asleep" you joked looking at her on the passenger seat.

"I'm not...i Just..rested my eyes a little bit."

She couldn't admit she was getting very aroused just from the feather graze.

"Is everything ok hon ? You seem all Shakey"

You asked as you put more pressure on her leg.

"Yes I'm okay y/n"

"You sure ? You know you can tell me anything right ?"

There was a short pause and she was considering telling you what made her

Agitated, she looked away from you slightly.

"It's just... you are doing that with your hand...and it...well..it turns me on ok ?!"

You took off your hand rapidly and responded

"Diane I'm sorry if I'd known it made you uncomfortable i would have stopped immediately...you should have told me it did honey"

"No..I'm not uncomfortable it's fine... I just...It makes me want......you"

She replied honestly, but still looked embarrassed.

"Okay well...then you have nothing to be embarrassed about.. it's normal diane, if anything I'm flattered to have this affect on you" you winked teasingly at her.

"Now let's get out of the car shall we"

You both got out and found a spot where you could sit by the empty skate park.

She put on her roller blades and tied up the laces and before she could finish you were already in the pool dropping and warming up.

She looked at your hair dancing in the wind and the way your body moved with such ease. It sort of reminded her that hers could not really anymore, she could feel she was getting old, maybe not very old but still. the age gap you two had was more obvious now for her.

"Are you coming diane I didn't come here to skate by myself" you said in a sarcastic tone and she giggled.

"I'm not as young as I used to be I'll fall y/n"

She didn't mention that's she had no idea how to skate whatsoever.

"Oh i know what's going on here you don't know how to skate !.."

She opened her mouth to protest but you had already raced fast to her and silenced her with your lips.

When you parted away you spoke;

"It's okay I'll teach you it's not too hard...here put your heels like this..yeah good...now keep your balance and try going forward I'll hold you."

You two kept going back,  forth and then in circles when she gained some confidence.

"You're doing good babe"

"Really ?" She asked meeting your gaze steadily.

"Of course"

You pulled her closer and kissed her soundly as you guided her movements, rolling down the park.

After a heavy make out session, and hands Wondering around your bodies. You rested yours on her hips as she was getting back to the spot you put your stuff in and rest.

When she sat down she told you to go have fun since you stayed with her the whole time.

"Babe I had fun staying with you"

"I know but now you can skate without having to keep me off the ground y/n...go enjoy the rest of the park"

So you did, you went to a place where the floor was flat and did a few figures. Then you wanted to try to see if you could do your old routine and started the choregraphy you learned in college. Diane looked at you amazed, she had never seen so much grace. You were doing flips and spins in your rollerblades and she wondered where you had learned that, she'd have to ask you later on.

After you were done you both went back to the car but diane drove and you kept your hand away from her thighs and rested it on her neck instead.

You needed to feel her, physical touch was your love language and diane knew that.

She took you to a lake not to far and you sat on the back of your car watching the sunset on the water.

It was a beautiful evening and you found it even better that you got to spend it with her, as she rested her head on your shoulder.

"I love you diane"

You pulled back as you were equally as shocked as her to hear that come out of your mouth.

"Oh my God I'm sorry i don't know why I said it. I just...you don't have to say it back..it's okay I know it's important for you ....I just.. it came out before I could even think"

You rambled quickly with your hand in your hair.

"I love you to y/n"

after she said it she gave you a loving kiss, that got more heated as you held her tightly and grabbed her hips to lock her in place.

After a while you got back to driving, both of you had a smile on your faces, and you put your hand back on her thighs, knowing it drove her crazy.

"I'm ready y/n"

You didn't know what she was referring to so you asked

"What do you mean ?"

"...for us..to you know"

"...Oh .. are you sure, we don't have to do anything you know ?"

"Yes I know, but I'm ready to...and i want you"

"..oh and what exactly do you want ?"

You asked in a low tone as your hand ran up her thigh. Her cheeks reddened at your comment.

"...well...like.. I..i don't really know"

"You mean you've never had sex with a women ?"

"Yes..."

"Well it's okay babe. Don't feel embarrassed about it. We'll go slow and you'll tell me to stop anytime. And if it's still too scary for you we don't have to do anything, we can just cuddle"

"Okay... I'm just worried i won't be good...or that you won't like me"

"Diane i love you... There is nothing that would change that"

"I know"

The rest of the ride was quiet, except for her soft humming to the radio, a sound you would never get tiered to hear.

You both arrived home 5 minutes later, and once you were inside you asked if it was still okay with her, and when she nodded you kissed her right cheek, then her left and finally pressed your lips against hers, she opened hers slightly and your tongues met in the middle.

You broke of to whisper

"Let's go upstairs and take this off diane...i want to see you" as you held her shirt with both of your hands.

She it took and went to her bedroom, as soon as you were both inside you pressed her against the door slightly and nibbled her neck whilst praising her slightly.

"Such a sweet girl diane...your neck is so soft darling. And i love to hear your little groans"

She was beyond wet now as you caressed her boobs while taking her bra off and then your shirt.

You laid her down on the bed and kept kissing your way down her chest, sucking and biting the pale skin.

Getting closer to her nipples and taking one between your fingers as the other one went in your mouth.

"OH GOD"

"No no no...Darling... God has nothing to do with this...leave him out of the bedroom"

She arched her back and wriggled on the bed as she grabbed your head and the bedsheets.

"Please...OH..ah"

"Mmmm...?"

You asked as your fingers went down dangerously closer to where you needed her most..

"AH..mmm FUCK PLEASE Y/N"

"What do you want babe...my fingers or my mouth ?"

"Please.. just touch me..."

"My..my someone's eager...has no one ever touched you like this ?"

"Yes no one ever did that...it feels so good"

"And i haven't even started...

"..sure please now.. AAHHHH"

You went down on her and cut her off by shoving your hand down her panties and pinching her clit. "You are so wet diane.."

You took of her underwear and she was left a whimpering naked mess underneath you.

She moaned again as you licked her folds and sucked on her clit lovingly. Her hands flew to your head and she bucked her hips to try to get more contact.

"Hey..hey..hey..no...stay still or i won't keep going" so she tried not to move and breathed

"Dont..Don't stop..please.."

When you felt her ready you pushed two fingers into her making her scream your name, and curled them inside her to match your tongue. After a few moments you felt her arch her back and her muscles clench as her cum filled your mouth.

"Mmm you taste so sweet my love.."

You helped her ride out her orgasm as she spasmed on the bed. When her breathing was back to normal she said ;

"..oh my God.. that what was that ?! I've never felt this good of my life"

"That was an orgasm diane... And please don't tell me you've never even gave yourself one ?"

"No...i never...should i have?"

"Well there are no obligation of course babe, just masturbating is an important part of exploring your sexuality"

"Well I'll try sometime in the future then"

"Oohh...and I'll be happy to watch..."

She flushed deeply at your words and you kept going in her ear

"It would be so hot... watching you put those lovely fingers deep inside your pussy..while you moan my name...oh so sweet."

Diane felt herself getting aroused again at that. And you could see her clench her things to try and get some relief.

So you spread her legs and started to run your fingers up and down her cunt and her body trembled.

"Mm yes...oh.."

"You like that huh? ..."

You pushed two fingers into her and she screamed ;

"OH GOD YES...!"

She came twice letting out a long moan and a soft breath before you took your fingers out carefully because of how sensitive she was.

After a few minutes she kissed you soundly as you sat next to her on the headboard, she got up on her knees in front of you and started to kiss your neck and take of your pants. "You don't hav..."

She cut you off ;

-"I want to"

"Okay.."

She kept kissing your body as you held her hips and gently moved her so she laid on her back. "What are you doing...I want to make you come n.."

"I want to sit on your face ?" You said in a coarse voice.

"You can say no.."

"No i want to try.." she replied happily and took your underwear off before you put your legs on either side of her face and lowered yourself onto her mouth.

"Mmmm"

You rode her face while she tried to suck on your clit and move her tongue up and down.

You came after a few minutes of rocking your hips into her face and laid next to her painting.

"So... how'd i do ?"

"Mmm so good diane...it wasn't to much for you was it ?"

"Not at all..i loved it...and i live you"

"I love you to babe..."

You kissed before cuddling and drifting off to slumber.

[prettyboy-parker]

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winterspider: gang leader!bucky x roller derby!peter

“Nice job today, Pete. You really brought in that win.”

Peter smiles up at Coach Beck as he peels his knee pads off his sweaty skin.

“Thanks, Coach,” He replies, still catching his breath. Coach Beck smiles at him and turns to leave the locker room. Peter winces as he leans on his bruised ass cheek. He slips on his Sanuks, thank god for comfy shoes, and pins back his sweaty curls. He’s the only one left in the room since the other bout started a couple of minutes ago. Peter swings his backpack over his shoulder, feet shuffling against the tile as he enters the main arena. It’s pretty dark, as always, bar from the lights over the track. He pushes through the bodies, making his way over to the bar, eyes peeled for a certain somebody.

Bucky Barnes leans against the peeling bar, a glass of beer in one hand and an unlit cigarette in the other. He looks delicious in his too-tight black t-shirt and jeans, like always. Peter can see the Game of Thrones socks he got the man as a birthday present peeking out over the tops of his Doc Martens.

“Daddy!” Peter chirps, causing Bucky to look up and grin. The younger boy skips over to pull on Bucky’s leather jacket. Bucky laughs and presses his dry lips to Peter’s, cupping his spandex-covered ass. Peter moans, relishing in the taste of smoke and Budweiser.

“You did so well, baby,” Bucky utters against the shell of Peter’s ear, warm breath hitting his skin. His calloused fingers drag over the younger’s fishnet covered thighs. Peter keens under the attention, nuzzling into his boyfriend’s broad chest. “You want a drink, darlin’?”

The glass edge of the beer nudges against Peter’s lips and the boy takes a sip willingly.

“Good boy.”

Peter hums contently, blushing at the way Bucky pulls him close to his side.

“How’s your ass feelin’? You had a nasty fall out there.” He asks, baby blues flicking around the crowded room. There’s an eruption of cheering from the stands overseeing the track.

“It’s okay,” Peter slurs. “No spanking for a little while.”

Bucky chuckles and shakes his head. Natasha whizzes past on her skates. She blows Peter a kiss and the boy pretends to catch it.

“Hm, gettin’ kisses from other girls, Peter?” Bucky mumbles jokingly, nipping at the top of Peter’s ear.

“Nope. Only from you, daddy.”

Bucky growls, teasingly nibbling on Peter’s bottom lip.

“I’ve got a bottle of Riesling and an empty bed waiting at home.” He utters, gripping the nape of Peter’s neck. The boy shudders, but also warms at the word “home.”

“Then let’s go. What’re you waiting for?” Peter quips. Bucky smiles, guiding him through the crowd and to the main entrance. There are banners from tournaments the Avengers have one, a few even baring Peter’s name.

Once they step outside into the gravel parking lot, Bucky lights his cigarette, blowing the smoke into the night sky. They reach his beat-up Honda, the older man fishing for his keys.

“Get in, doll.” He mutters through his cigarette, unlocking the car and helping Peter inside. The boy winces in pain as he sits right on his sore ass.

“You good?” Bucky asks, buckling up before starting the car. “Or does daddy need to kiss it better?”

And oh, does he.

Once they get to their too-small apartment, Bucky’s lips are immediately on his. Peter groans as the older man push him onto the couch, letting Peter straddle his thick thighs.

“Daddy,” Peter moans as Bucky sucks a hickey underneath the younger’s jaw. His hands slip under Peter’s derby jersey.

“Doll,” Bucky teases, beard scraping against Peter’s sensitive flesh. The brunette groans, lazily tugging at the collar of Bucky’s shirt.

“Let’s get some wine, darlin’, cool us down a bit.”

Peter whines but shuffles off Bucky’s lap, letting him go get their beverages. The familiar croon of Ella Fitzgerald fills the warm apartment, playing from Bucky’s beat up record player. Peter snuggles into the side of the couch, kicking off his shoes and pulling his knees up to his chin. Bucky comes back into the room with two glasses of white wine.

“Cheers, honeysuckle.”

Peter giggles as they clink glasses, taking a sip of the crisp drink. Bucky sighs as he sits down, wrapping his scarred arm around Peter’s shoulders.

“My beautiful boy,” He hums before taking a sip of his wine. They sit in comfortable silence, drinking and exchanging kisses. The glasses are soon empty, left forgotten on the chipping coffee table.

“Let’s get you into bed, doll.”

Bucky scoops Peter up into his muscular arms, pulling him close as he kicks open the door to their bedroom. Peter falls on the bed with an‘oof’.Bucky pulls off his t-shirt, revealing his toned body that’s covered in tattoos. Peter’s mouth waters as he ogles his boyfriend’s body. He flushes when he sees the intricate rose and spider tattoo that Bucky got done just for him.

“Daddy,” Peter whines, lazily grasping out to touch his chest. Bucky kicks off his jeans, climbing over Peter and making the bed creak. He hungrily kisses his boy, running his hands under Peter’s shirt. The younger bucks his hips upward, hard-on rubbing against Bucky’s grey boxers.

“My little pillow princess, you need me to do all the work?” Bucky coos, laughing at Peter’s furious nod. The older man sits back, running his hands up and down Peter’s thighs. Slowly, he pulls down his shorts as well as his tights. Peter’s tiny cock strains against his panties, hard and leaking. Bucky makes a ‘tsk tsk’ noise, skirting his palm over Peter’s red flushed head. Peter lets out a warbled moan.

“You’re so gorgeous. So perfect. My beautiful tough boy.”

Peter flushes at the praise, taking Bucky’s hand and leading it to his crotch. The older man laughs as Peter takes off his shirt, throwing it on the floor.

“Daddy, please,” Peter cries. Bucky lowers his face so that his breath hits the front of Peter’s crotch.

“I know what you need,” Bucky promises, nipping the inside of Peter’s creamy thigh. “Daddy will always give you what you need. Now, can you squeeze your thighs real tight for me, doll?”

[jeawrites]

This just in, Muppets music makes me wanna cry sometimes tbh. Also- future for the roller derby AU is spoiled a lot below the cut for the future of Anthony and Tyler’s relationship, so, read only if ya want!

Four Big Words. Words: 918 Ship: I am wildcat/Big Jiggly Panda Warnings: None, but I listened to Muppets and sobbed like a baby while writing.

Tyler was in a good mood. Not that joking, wanting to hang out or go to a party good mood. But a dreamy, smiling for no reason, and loving good mood. 

But, the issue with that is it was the middle of a bout and he needed to keep his head in the game. He just couldn’t focus though. Today was his and Anthony’s anniversary- to think it’s been two years already. They had a wonderful day and to finish it with a valentines day themed bout? It was perfect. They were even having a little party after the event.

Of course, the bout wasn’t sanctioned. It was only meant to be something fun for people to watch before the party. So Tyler didn’t have to take it seriously, but his team was made of some pretty competitive people.

“Tyler,” Luke stated, “Ev’s coming on three, get your head outta the clouds and play!” 

Tyler huffed and he slid over to the spot, just in time to feel Evan hip check his side, trying to squeeze between him and Scotty. “Bad, Ev,” Scotty grunted as he tried to knock him back. 

“Come on guys! Knock Vanoss outta there!” Anthony yelled. And, like that, Tyler felt his heart turn to the clouds. But, he also felt a new exhilaration fill him, and he took a better stance, moving his leg so it was back in front of Evan. “Watch for Offence!” Jon called.

And the bout continued. 

As the game came to an end, however, and points were determined for the winner, the lights dimmed. Tyler beamed, delighted for this as he skated off to the exit of the rink where Jaren met him. “Good luck man,” Jaren smiled, punching his shoulder gently. “Thanks,” Tyler stated softly. 

John joined Jaren’s side, a mic in his hand. He winked at Tyler before he began to speak into it. “Ladies, Gentlemen, and gremlins of the skatepark,” he greeted, his tone as bland as usual. “Before the night continues, I’m ecstatic to say we have an important announcement from one of our dear players. And, personally, one of my closest friends. Tyler, aka, Wildcat,” he finished and handed the mic to Tyler, giving him a fond look before letting him skate off. 

Confusion was most evident in the air, but some people had given a little sign of support. Most of the team knew what was happening too, so they all gave Tyler little thumbs up or mouthed good luck. 

“Sorry to interrupt the night like this,” he stated firstly, smiling into the mic. “I know you’re all probably all confused, but this is important to me. I’ll try to be quick,” he spoke kindly. 

He took in a small breath before he began; “For the last two years I’ve been playing this sport with a team of both my closest friends and the biggest idiots I know,” he joked. It gained some laughs. “But, along with that. For these last two years I’ve been having the time of my life with my best friend, and who is probably the love of my life, Anthony,” he grinned and gestured towards the coach, who, was mostly confused until now. 

He looked surprised to be mentioned by name, and even more to see Tyler gesturing him over. He obliged, however, and walked towards him. “What’s going on, Ty?” Anthony asked, chuckling a little and fixing the panda hat on his head. Tyler simply winked at him and gripped the mic in one hand and another object in his other. “Anthony, y’know I love you, right?” he stated. Anthony laughed a little and nodded. “Of course, dumbass. I love you too, but that doesn’t answer my question,” he pointed out.

Tyler shook his head fondly and handed him the mic. Anthony took it in one hand, still confused. Then, Tyler took Anthony’s free hand in his now free one and carefully got on one knee- which was a little challenging on skates. But, he managed and looked up at Anthony, who looked to finally be processing what was happening. 

“Anthony, I love you so much and it took me too long to realize that in these two years we’ve been together. I’d like to take the rest of my life to show you just how much I’ve come to love you with that realization,” he stated, loud enough for the mic to pick up. He revealed the box with his other hand and pressed a button on it with his thumb so the case snapped open. 

It wasn’t anything fancy- it was just a silver ring. But, it was still gorgeuous to Anthony. “Ty- Ty, oh my god,” he breathed, his smile quivering. He was beyond happy. He couldn’t even find it in him to talk- but that didn’t stop him. “Fuck yea!” he exclaimed and moved down to awkwardly kiss Tyler, stupid helmets, as cheers came from the audience. 

Of course, they knew some people weren’t fond of the display, but like either of them gave a shit. Anthony pulled back and looked at Tyler, grinning. 

Both paused as they heard a whine from behind them though, and looked to see Marcel covering his eyes. “They’re growing up so fast!” he exclaimed. Evan looked to be near tears as well. “Fuck yeah they are,” he agreed and skated towards them, the rest following. 

Congratulations were given, Evan made sure to point out he helped find the rings but Tyler gently punched him for it. 

[ontherockswithsalt]

A Made Man

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Chapter 8.

A/N: *insert that proud, teary-eyed Shia LaBeouf pic* Adult trash only plz.

“Jamie, don’t--”

I’m immersed in this cloudy desire that makes his voice sound far away. But I pause when his grip closes in my hair. From the foot of my bed, I glance up at him, my tongue just a tease across the head of his dick.

Noble starts to sit up in front of me, slanting back to rest on his hands behind him.

I start to ease away. “Don’t what?”

After coming so hard I nearly forgot why I was upset with him in the first place, my head practically felt empty, my muscles void of all the tension that had been winding itself throughout my body all night. We had been just mindlessly making out in my bed in this almost sleepy, idle fog since we found our way out of the shower. Eventually, I had moved my way down on him, unable to resist the temptation of his hard-on against my leg.

Reaching out, he sweeps his fingers through my hair once more and I can’t determine the look on his face. Lines crease his forehead in worry before he drops his chin to look down, exhaling a sad laugh through his nose. “Jamie.”

“What’s up?” I ask him again and sit back.

There's a faint dread that’s tugged in my gut since this whole thing started -- that at any minute this would scare him more than it scares me and it’d be easier for him to abandon it.

His hand drops from my hair and he looks up at me. His tongue passes over his bottom lip and he draws in a quick breath, holding it before his brow dips in confusion. Finally he lets the words out. “You’re too good for me.”

My gaze flicks to his mouth, then his hazy eyes. “Why do you--?”

“And you've probably figured that out already. I mean I'm obviously a huge liability and you're… perfect.”

It confuses me that he's having this apparent moment of realization now because it's nowhere near where my mind was.

I offer a faint shake of my head. “Noble, stop.”

He laughs. “Don't argue with that.”

I just look at him, adjusting over him on my knees.

“I guess I've known that all along and just figured you'd eventually ditch me. Or decide that you can’t do this. I was okay with that possibility for a minute. But now it's like I've never--” And then he tips his head back to look at the ceiling and stalls with a deep inhale. “I've never been this scared to lose someone.”

The weight in my chest is heavy, like something’s pressing there and the air, my heartbeat, it all stands still.

“And I’m sorry,” he goes on. “About everything tonight--”

Shifting closer, I slide one knee on the mattress on the outside of his thigh. I see the nervous swallow clench his throat as he watches me move.

I slide my hand along his neck, looming over him as I pull him toward me. “You're a huge liability,” I murmur the words before my lips touch his.

He holds my sides and lingers on the kiss for a beat before his face tilts down. He slides the tip of his nose down my cheek.

“And I can��t lose you either,” I assure him. “Okay?” Holding onto the edge of his jaw, I skate my thumb across his soft lower lip.

When he nods, he gives it a light kiss. “You won’t.”

“And I’m not too good for you.”

Noble hums a quiet laugh before his mouth falls to the side of my neck. “I guess as long as you believe that, we’re good.”

Tilting my face, my lips capture his once more. I drag my fingers back into his hair and ease closer on his lap, my chest pressing his, his palms firm on my back.

Lingering kisses just barely tug apart to find new ones. He slips away enough to tell me, “I mean, you saved my life tonight and there was that other time the first night we met and I probably didn’t deserve either one--”

“It wasn’t the first night we met,” I correct him. “It was the third.”

He narrows his gaze as if he doesn't believe me. “It was the first.”

“It was the third. The first night you were convinced you knew me from somewhere,” I recount. “The second, I tried to use you to get a tip on a drug dealer, but you wouldn't take the bait. And then, the next night we probably would have blown each other in an alley, but you went and got so fucked up, you almost died--”

“Shut up,” he laughs against my mouth. “Alright fine, it was the third night. Damn. And you would not have, by the way.”

I tease him with the twitch of my cheek. “You're right. I would have made you wait ‘til we got back to your place.”

“Ugh.” His breathy groan rumbles between us. “Fuck, that's hot actually.”

The memory of those first encounters turns me on more than expected. I'm not sure why. The idea of us crossing that line back then, when there's no way I actually would have. Maybe. I can’t be sure.

But my hips tilt down against him as my kiss sinks heavy. It draws a deep sigh from his throat and he runs hands up my back to dig his grip into my shoulderblades.

He lifts his hips from underneath me and we both sort of roll with whatever sparked this notched-up intensity with harder kisses and more heated, sporadic rushes of breath.

I hate it so bad when I pull off of him, but I need more. And I have to shift off and reach my nightstand if all that I want from him is ever going to happen.

Noble exhales hard from where he sits, propped back in the middle of the bed, watching as I make my way to him. “Get over here.”

He takes the bottle of lube from me as I return to his lap. When my grip tightens in his hair, he flicks his attention up. He lets me tug his head back as I hover over him on my knees.

I tip my head down to meet his lips again before I sink lower. With a needy pull, his palms grasp my ass and one slick finger strokes underneath. A breathy moan rattles in my throat when his touch slinks further, finding that center.

There he teases me and already it feels so fucking good, just the faint pulse of his fingertip. I arch back into it, searing his mouth with a harder kiss but my shaky groan breaks it for a moment. “Fuck, oh my god,” I murmur against his lips.

He takes his time and I know what he's doing. With a touch that's just out of reach from what I actually want, but feels so deliriously good it's going to make me crazy.

Humming a soft sigh, I pull off his kiss and tip my forehead against the side of his neck. “Don't-don't-don't-- Mm you'll make me come that way.”

This sexy little laugh vibrates in his chest. “How is that a problem?” Then his finger pushes a little deeper.

When I feel him just slightly curving up inside me I suck in air and choke on a sudden laugh. The sound just sort of comes apart with a loud groan and I press against his shoulder until he eases a finger out of me and falls on his back.

Leaning over, I grasp the wrapped condom I had tossed on the bed and flick it onto his chest. “Here y’go, high roller. I'm not fucking around this time.”

“Oh-ho,” he chuckles as he picks it up, tears the wrapper and adjusts back on his elbows. “Is that right?”

After I move aside to let him take a moment to get ready, making use of the bottle at our side once more, I slide back on top of him. “Yeah.”

Nipping a kiss on my bottom lip, he looks up at me, a playful lift of his eyebrow. “I mean I want to fuck around a little bit.”

I laugh softly before I fall on his mouth again. And that's the way it continues for a moment, with hot kisses and grinding hips and slow, exploring fingers until I'm ready.

I don't think he's expecting me to stay on top of him. But I sit up on my knees and reach back for his waiting shaft, and he lifts up to watch me.

He swallows an impatient breath but he closes his eyes, as if to temper that rush when I tease the head of his cock against my opening.  Propped up on his elbows, his head tips back and he exhales hard.

I'm mesmerized by his perfect profile, the rise and fall of his chest that he's trying so hard to keep steady. Knowing this alone, that I've just barely begun to slip him inside me, has him desperate to maintain some sort of control makes a heated thrill light up my core.

“By the way,” he starts. “I stand by my conviction that I had met you before that first night.”

I have to laugh. He's trying to distract himself. “Oh yeah?”

“Uh-huh--” But the rest of the response just blows out in another rush of air.

Tipping closer on top of him, I push against his shoulder and ease him back out of me. I have to do it like that because despite the fact that I've definitely practiced these last few weeks, that particular toy didn't quite match up to reality of Noble Sanfino and there's no way in one stroke I'm going to be able to handle the size of him.

But the break seems to relieve him too and instead of worrying that I'll never be able to do this, I just let his kiss relax me until I'm ready to try again.

“I never went to fucking Stardust,” I tell him, a smile against his mouth as I lean down on top of him, grasping his hair in my fingers.

“You sure?”

“I'm pretty damn sure.”

“Not even just one night?” He carries on. “A bad decision? Feeling rebellious…”

The hypothetical notion piques my interest and I play along. “Alright, so what if I was there a night?”

With a deep, hopeful inhale, he drags his teeth over his bottom lip and his eyes light up. “Then I definitely bought you a drink.” His finger slips inside me again.

I push back against his roaming hands and bury another groan in a biting kiss. “Mm, fuck that feels good,” I whisper.

“And then I’m pretty sure we made out on the dance floor.”

My concentration breaks with a breathy laugh against the edge of his jaw. “No we didn’t.”

“Okay, we made out in the bathroom.”

I lift my gaze to him, tilting my head to consider it. Easing myself up a little, I adjust once more and reach back for him. “We made out in the hallway that led to the bathrooms.”

“Oh damn.” His gaze narrows thoughtfully.

Letting my weight sink just slightly lower onto his stiff cock, I hold my breath. But I drop my head, take a moment to steady my focus and I swallow a shaky exhale.

Noble tries so damn hard to let go of any impulse he might have to take over. But he knows I have to lead so he waits, a reassuring squeeze of his palms on my thighs.

He tips his head back and a broken moan rattles in his throat when he’s able to ease into me a little more. “Ahh--” he breathes out hard. “Are you okay?”

I nod, pushing my palm against his shoulder. “Just wait.”

He nods with me, an inhale jumping in his chest. “Okay.”

“Tell me what else we did.”

He lets out a breathy laugh. “Let's see. I tried to get you to take me home, but I think you had a girlfriend.”

Coughing out, I chuckle as I hang my head over his chest. “Oh really?”

“I don’t know. I wasn’t really concerned.”

“I must have been wasted.”

“Or I must have been a really good kisser.”

A teasing smile curves on my face as his hands coast up my back to bring me closer. Lowering my chest to his, I kiss him again. “Yeah, I remember,” I murmur and with a measured back tilt of my ass, I take him in a little more. “You should have just asked, I would have gone home with you.”

“Ahh, fuck,” he sighs.

I keep going, riding my patient restraint until eventually, he's inside me completely. I'm still for a moment and the sensation is intense as hell. Damn I could get off from just the control alone.

With a firm grip, Noble reaches an arm up and his hand tightens on the back of my neck. His fingers spread into my hair and he urges me closer.

His mouth hovers right at mine, like he's too focused, too shaky to get lost in another kiss.

“Jamie--” And then he laughs, seemingly in disbelief, panting rushed breath from his chest. “Goddamn. I don't-- there's no way I can last when you feel like this-- Fuck!”

A heavy, loud growl escapes me as I push my palm into the bed. Dropping my face to his neck, I exhale the words there. “It's so good. You feel fucking perfect.”

He sighs hard at the praise murmured through the rush of our hot breath.

“Lift your hips slow and push into me. Just a little,” I tell him.

I know he had been hesitant to initiate much movement, worried he'd hurt me or wind up rushing. But when I ask for it, he grasps firmly on one asscheek and rocks into me from underneath and holy fuck, that's it.

He chokes on a loud groan, arching his neck as he calls out, “Fuck me, I'm gonna come.”

I don't expect to but I do too. And the overwhelming sensation of hitting my breaking point with him inside me is the complete dismantling of everything I have.

It's the hardest orgasm I've ever had, blindingly intense like the times he's played with my ass while he sucked me off, but even more since I was on top of him, being this close to him and feeling him everywhere.

Never in my life have I felt like this. The throbbing after effects of pure rapture that took over my body like it wasn't even mine any more.

With a final defeated twitch, he pulses inside me one more time. I hold still for a moment, easing my grip on his shoulder as my senses start to return to me.

Our hard, steady breathing fills the space between us. Noble tips his head back for air and then adjusts to look at me.

A smile flicks the corner of my lips when my gaze lands on his shiny one. “Oh now I remember you from Stardust,” I tease him.

A lazy chuckle rumbles in his chest. “You fucker.”

Leaning down, I press a hard kiss on his cheek. “Don't tell my girlfriend.”

[itsdjjones]

You’re My Home | Dominer

TAGGING: @notpeterxparker & @itsdjjones

WHEN: 8/31 Thursday night

WHERE: Dominer’s apartment

NOTES: fluff stuff. Talking about their relationship - recovering from a hard week

Parker wasn't really looking forward to be talking to Dom since she wanted to focus on him and his boxing, but she knew that she had too. Ever since the weekend's events and what happened the other day, Parker had been on edge. She tried to hide it, but of course that failed because of how easy Dom could read her and has been like that since high school. Something that she kinda hated but loved at the same time. She let out a breath as she left the bathroom, turned off the light and picked up Pajamas after she adjusted her shirt. She placed their dog at the edge of the bed, slipped underneath the covers and snuggled into her boyfriend after she got close to him. She opened up her mouth, before she closed it and stuffed her face into his chest. "Can we get thousand of puppies?" She asked with her voice muffled.

DJ knew something was going on with Parker. The past weekend hadn't been easy with the dinner and then him getting hurt. He pulled her into him as she got into bed and he kissed the top of her head. "Sure" he said softly. After a moment of silence he looked up at the ceiling and spoke. "So you gonna tell me whats going on babe?" he asked softly. "You're not mad at me are you?"

Parker nodded as she laid her head against his chest and heard his heartbeat before she ran a finger down his arm. "Yeah." She replied softly and shook her head against his chest. "I can't be mad at you for more than three hours, everything falls apart and you have this look that you do it kinda kills me to be mad at you and Im rambling, Im sorry." She sighed softly as she swallowed hard and ran a hand over her hair. "I feel like ever since the weekend happened, I have this anger that I have no idea what to do with so I've been a bitch and being sassy towards a ton of people and I don't know what to do besides isolating myself from everyone and I trashed my studio the other night and I was a legit meme for I knew you were trouble because I legit was lying on the cold hard ground because it was the only place that didn't have paint brushes." She sniffed some as she paused. "And on top of it all, I feel like you can do so much better than me and deserve someone who's parents love you for you because you're this great guy and I don't know what I did to deserve you to love me. If you think about it, I was an ass towards you when we met."

DJ chuckled a bit and he smiled. "I guess that's good for me then" He looked down at her and listened. "You did?" he asked frowning at her. Dj laughed a little and he held her tighter. "oh baby" He pulled back at bit to talk to her. "Parker...you're the love of my life. I don't give a crap about your parents. Sure it would be nice that they werent assholes but I'm dating you not them. You are all I care about and it's understandable why you're so upset this week. You're parents are horrible and then finding out about me boxing and getting hurt on top of that and worrying you I know didn't help." He leaned forward and kissed her softly. "I love you, I always have, even when you were an ass" he smirked.

Parker nodded with a small smile. "Yeah, it is." she replied. She nodded once more, knowing that she was on the edge of tears, hating what she had done and licked her lips. She wiped away some tears and let out a breath. She listened to him, sniffed and looked at him before she returned the soft kiss. She smiled a little as she looked at him after she propped her head with her hand. "Im still an ass, but Im more milder now and I love you too." She kissed his lips once more before she sat up and grabbed his hand before she interlaced their fingers together. "I, uh. Burned all of the things I had of Jeremy's and pictures along with what I wrote in one of my diaries. I already got rid of his clothes after the breakup, I figured since you burned that picture of Skylar, I should do the same."

DJ shook his head. "Not to me you're not" he looked at her for a while in silence just thinking about how much he loved him. "Is that what you were doing the other day?" he laughed. "i thought you were trying to burn the house down" he teased. His squeezed her hand gently and smiled. "I think it was good for us. Burn the past you know. I mean like the great and wise Taylor Swift once said. "As far as I'm concerned, you're just another picture to burn" he nodded.

Parker shrugged a bit. "Thank you baby." She swallowed as she looked at him. She let out a laugh as she nodded. "Yeah, that's what I was doing the other day." She smiled as she glanced down at their hands and shook her head. "I'm sorry." She looked at him when he squeezed her hand gently and listened to him as she returned the squeeze. "Yeah, that way we can embrace our relationship to the fullest without those anchors from the past dragging into now." She dropped his hand and cupped his cheeks. "Exactly. Besides, the old Parker and Dominic are dead."

DJ looked at her and he laughed. "Oh my god, you just referenced taylor swift and I can't be any more turned on than I am right now" he smirked and leaned in, kissing her again. DJ ran his hand up her side and around to her back as he pulled her closer. He pulled away after a few minutes and kissed her nose. "You still want that back rub baby?" he asked.

Parker raised an eyebrow with a smirked. "Oh, Im sure you can. In fact, I know for sure you can be more turned on than what you right now." She leaned in slightly as she returned the kiss. She had to fight the urge to straddle his hips and smiled when he kissed her nose. "That, I do. I do love your back rubs and massages."

DJ raised an eyebrow. "Oh really?" he laughed. DJ smiled. "Alright flip over" He said as he sat up. He moved over her back to start giving her a back rub. He lifted her shirt and gasped. "Parker!" he said looking at the huge bruise on her body. "Where did you get that bruise?" he asked concern in his voice.

Parker nodded. "Mhm, I know what my man likes." She replied with a chuckle and laid onto her stomach. She petted their dog and swallowed hard when she heard him. She had to stop herself from answering with a sarcastic answer and bit down on her lower lip. "Rollerderby."

DJ got off her and he sad on his knees next to her. "um excuse me what?" he asked raising his eyebrows at her. "I don't think I heard you right. Did you say Roller Derby? What the hell is Roller Derby?" he asked confused. DJ had heard the name before but he didn't actually know what she was talking about and why was she getting bruises from it and why didn't he know?

Parker "I said Roller Derby." Parker said as she sat up and looked at him. "Yeah, I did say Roller Derby. Roller Derby is s a contact sport played by two teams of five members roller skating in the same direction around a track. When they say contact sport, they really mean contact sport. I started last week, I didn't have practice this week due to classes starting up and I was going to tell you last week but with everything going on, it slipped my mind. I also haven't gotten the flyers done for it it yet." She knew that she should've told him sooner than him finding out like this. "I didn't want you to find out like this."

DJ looked at her and shook his head. "Babe, how did you want to find out? I didn't even know you were interested in this." he shrugged. "I mean...that bruise looks really bad babe. Does it hurt?" he asked, before she could answer right then he was talking again. "I mean shit of course it will hurt if I give you a back rub" he sighed and shook his head. "Is it for school?" he asked.

Parker let out a breath at his question and rubbed her forehead. "I was going to give you one of the flyers that I was going to make and be like, look at this and I wanna be part of it. It do-" She closed her mouth and looked at him. "It won't hurt, promise." She shook her head at his question. "No, it's not for school. There's a Roller Derby league that some of the girls from work are on and they asked me despite of my broken wrist."

DJ sighed. "I might be sounding very hypocritical here but... you're get hurt a lot I'm sure." he took a breath and looked at her. "You know I support you though. I just..I wanna know what's going on okay. I feel like with you being upset this week and then roller derby you havent talked to me you know. I want you to know that you can."

Parker nodded slightly when she heard him. "Yeah, one of the girls actually broke her nose...which doesn't help the situation at hand." She swallowed some and knew that they used to talk about a lot of things but it felt like they have closed each other off from communication. "I know and I appreciate it, I really do and okay. I wanted to focus on you instead of focusing on me because I dont want you to feel like you don't matter when you do and....And I miss talking to you about things, like random things as well on top of what's going on and I want you know that you can talk to me, about anything."

DJ shook his head and sighed at her comment and then listened to her once more. "Baby, I matter to you and that's the only thing I need" he nodded. "I miss it too. I feel like since we became a couple we kind of forget to be best friends still" he said softly. DJ took her hand and he swallowed. "Sometimes I just feel like its harder being a couple when it really doesnt have to be. Like I worry more about losing you and so I keep my mouth shut more." he bit on his bottom lip. "Like in high school it was just we were best friends and of course I cared about you and I never wanted to lose you but being a couple now intensifies that I think and it's kinda scary. I was never good at relationships even though I pretended I was. "I always feel like I'm gonna mess up"

Parker swallowed when he took her hand and ran her thumb over the back of his hand. She let him talk, knowing that she agreed with him and blinked away the tears. "What are we gonna do then?" She asked softly as she looked at him and brought one of her knees to her chest. "Because I feel like we're so scared of messing this up and losing each other that we're going to mess it up. And I don't want to lose you either and its definitely kinda scary because of one wrong move then it might be over and we would lose each other and I don't want to live in a world where I messed things up with you." She shook her head and sniffed. "Same."

DJ looked at her and he tilted his head to the side. "yeah me either." he said softly. DJ took her hand again and he kissed her fingers. "I think we just have to be honest with each other and talk to each other you know." he shrugged. "I want you to be so happy that you don't even need. But that you want me to be happy with you because I want to share this crazy life with you. I wanna be that person that you can lean on no matter what. I don't want us to be walking on eggshells because we're both afraid to mess up." he pulled her into his arms as they sat there on the bed together. "I promise that I'm not going anywhere, not matter what happens with us. Okay?"

Parker looked back up at him as he spoke and nodded as she agreed. "Yeah, no matter what its about and be best friends who are going out." She replied as she lowered her legs away from her chest. She wrapped her arms around him as she leaned against him and looked up at him. "I want to be the person who you go to just because of something random happened to you, like back in high school. I don't know how many times we've had talks that were random and I wanna be the person you can lean on too because its been Dom & Parks against the world forever." She paused a bit. "I think the reason why we're afraid of messing up is that, we both were in horrible relationships where the person didn't care about us and we care so much about each other that we're in our own heads." She whispered as she rested her hand on his chest. "I promise that Im not going anywhere, no matter what happens with us. And okay."

DJ nodded. "Yeah you're right. We both had shitty relationships and I'm just thankful that we finally found out way to each other. God, I'd probably be that same stupid kid in high school that didn't know which way was up if it wasn't for you. I can honestly say you changed me Parks. For the better." He leaned in and kissed her softly on the lips. "I love you"

Parker "Yeah, we did because I swear they deserve each other and I am too." Parker replied and shrugged a bit before she looked up at him. "Probably not because I can imagine your mom talking sense into you. And, you changed me for the better too because without you, I think I would be one of those girls who wouldnt try anything that scares me." She cupped his cheek as she returned the soft kiss. "I love you more."

DJ laughed a little and just smiled at her. He looked at her after their lips parted and he shrugged. "You scared of Roller Derby?" he asked. "Because even if I worry, I think it sounds awesome." he said softly. "I just want you to do what you love. And I'll be there every since game to cheer you on." he smirked at her. "I'll get pom poms and everything" he laughed.

Parker gave him a small smile. "A little, but the girls takes care of me and makes sure I don't get hurt." She said and raised an eyebrow. "Oh yeah? I'll make sure to get the flyer done for it." She nodded as she looked at him. "And I love it, but not as much as I love you." She smiled. "Yeah? Does this mean I can cheer you on at your matches? I can be one of those girls who wears a skimpy outfit while holding the card that has the rounds on it." She laughed and rested her forehead in the crook of his neck. "You better or I might be disappointed in the cheering section." She pulled away some to look at him. "Promise me if I do get seriously hurt, you won't jump the railing?"

DJ "Good" He smiled and raised an eyebrow and laughed. He nodded. "yes please do that. I think that might be a big distraction though" he teased. "Hmmm, seriously hurt like you black out hurt? I'm definitely jumping that railing." he nodded. "I wanna come see though. I don't really know how it works so I wanna see you in action" he smiled.

Parker laughed when she heard him. "I'll do it just for you when we're home then, since we don't want you to get knocked out because of the distraction." She replied and nodded against him. "Well, for a few minutes and alright, better over that railing in five seconds." She smiled when she pulled back to look at him. "Seriously? You do?"

DJ nodded. "yeah I wanna know what its all about. maybe I could come to a practice one day or something?" he asked. "Just to see what it's like" he smiled.

Parker pulled away and sat on her knees in front of him with a smile. "Have I told you that you're utterly the best boyfriend in this entire world? Like hands down."

DJ looked at her and he tilted his head. "Have I told you that thats crazy talk and you're the best girlfriend and best friend I could ever ask for. Like in the entire world" he smirked. DJ leaned forward and he kissed her softly.

Parker thought about and looked away before she looked at him. "No, you haven't until now and I try to be. Its not an easy job to be the best friend AND the best girlfriend in the entire world like so many things you hav-." She gotten out before she returned the kiss as she wrapped her arms around his neck and smiled against his lips. "Do you know what I hate the most?"

DJ pulled her into his lap and he smiled and kissed her neck as she spoke. "hmm, what do you hate the most?" he asked softly as his lips moved across her skin. His arms wrapped around her and his hands moved under her shirt, rubbing her back gently.

Parker bit down on her bottom lip as she tried not to smirk as she wrapped her legs around him and felt his lips on her neck. "Well, I was going to say space but that kind of ruined that pickup line." She closed her eyes and let out a sigh as she dipped her head, kissed against his neck.

DJ moved his neck to the side and he ran his hand around to her front, still under her shirt as he groped her. "you hate space? Why?" he asked confused but didn't think about it too much since he was a little distracted at the moment.

Parker swallowed hard when she felt his hands and started to suck on his pulse point as she ran her hands down his chest. "Because I wanna get closer." She murmured as she took off her shirt and focused on his hands.

DJ smirked. "God I love you" he chuckled a little. DJ tossed her shirt off the bed and he moved over her, laying her down on her back. That night went as most other nights went but DJ was glad that they were able to talk for a while. He wasn't always confident in himself as a boyfriend but he knew that as a couple they would last as long as they loved each other and DJ could never see himself not being in love with Parker.

[ecclais-fouoras]

Sometimes moving on is good

Ch6

WARNING ⚠️: MAJOR SMUT DO NOT READ IF YOU AIN'T OF AGE !

anyAys byeeeee

Ch5 pt2

It was a few weeks later, you were going out roller skating like you promised diane a few days ago.

"You ready" you said softly while she put on her coat.

"Yeah are you?"

"Of course, honey it's a little chilly outside...you should put on your scarf"

As you put it on her you kissed her cheek, "there you are...all set"

She looked at you with her eyes filled with love.

"Are we taking your car or mine ?"

"Oh no well walk babe it's not that far"

"Really ?.."

"Or we can take my car if you don't want to go by feet"?

"It's just I'd like to take you elsewhere afterwards"

"Yeah Sure Diane I'll get the keys"

You got in the car after getting everything you needed and started driving.

After a few minutes your hand landed on diane's thigh and dragged your fingers up and down over her jeans. You couldn't get enough of her, her sent her hair her eyes everything about her made you heart flutter.

She closed her eyes at the feeling of your touch.

"We're almost there diane darling don't fall asleep" you joked looking at her on the passenger seat.

"I'm not...i Just..rested my eyes a little bit."

She couldn't admit she was getting very aroused just from the feather graze.

"Is everything ok hon ? You seem all Shakey"

You asked as you put more pressure on her leg.

"Yes I'm okay y/n"

"You sure ? You know you can tell me anything right ?"

There was a short pause and she was considering telling you what made her

Agitated, she looked away from you slightly.

"It's just... you are doing that with your hand...and it...well..it turns me on ok ?!"

You took off your hand rapidly and responded

"Diane I'm sorry if I'd known it made you uncomfortable i would have stopped immediately...you should have told me it did honey"

"No..I'm not uncomfortable it's fine... I just...It makes me want......you"

She replied honestly, but still looked embarrassed.

"Okay well...then you have nothing to be embarrassed about.. it's normal diane, if anything I'm flattered to have this affect on you" you winked teasingly at her.

"Now let's get out of the car shall we"

You both got out and found a spot where you could sit by the empty skate park.

She put on her roller blades and tied up the laces and before she could finish you were already in the pool dropping and warming up.

She looked at your hair dancing in the wind and the way your body moved with such ease. It sort of reminded her that hers could not really anymore, she could feel she was getting old, maybe not very old but still. the age gap you two had was more obvious now for her.

"Are you coming diane I didn't come here to skate by myself" you said in a sarcastic tone and she giggled.

"I'm not as young as I used to be I'll fall y/n"

She didn't mention that's she had no idea how to skate whatsoever.

"Oh i know what's going on here you don't know how to skate !.."

She opened her mouth to protest but you had already raced fast to her and silenced her with your lips.

When you parted away you spoke;

"It's okay I'll teach you it's not too hard...here put your heels like this..yeah good...now keep your balance and try going forward I'll hold you."

You two kept going back,  forth and then in circles when she gained some confidence.

"You're doing good babe"

"Really ?" She asked meeting your gaze steadily.

"Of course"

You pulled her closer and kissed her soundly as you guided her movements, rolling down the park.

After a heavy make out session, and hands Wondering around your bodies. You rested yours on her hips as she was getting back to the spot you put your stuff in and rest.

When she sat down she told you to go have fun since you stayed with her the whole time.

"Babe I had fun staying with you"

"I know but now you can skate without having to keep me off the ground y/n...go enjoy the rest of the park"

So you did, you went to a place where the floor was flat and did a few figures. Then you wanted to try to see if you could do your old routine and started the choregraphy you learned in college. Diane looked at you amazed, she had never seen so much grace. You were doing flips and spins in your rollerblades and she wondered where you had learned that, she'd have to ask you later on.

After you were done you both went back to the car but diane drove and you kept your hand away from her thighs and rested it on her neck instead.

You needed to feel her, physical touch was your love language and diane knew that.

She took you to a lake not to far and you sat on the back of your car watching the sunset on the water.

It was a beautiful evening and you found it even better that you got to spend it with her, as she rested her head on your shoulder.

"I love you diane"

You pulled back as you were equally as shocked as her to hear that come out of your mouth.

"Oh my God I'm sorry i don't know why I said it. I just...you don't have to say it back..it's okay I know it's important for you ....I just.. it came out before I could even think"

You rambled quickly with your hand in your hair.

"I love you to y/n"

after she said it she gave you a loving kiss, that got more heated as you held her tightly and grabbed her hips to lock her in place.

After a while you got back to driving, both of you had a smile on your faces, and you put your hand back on her thighs, knowing it drove her crazy.

"I'm ready y/n"

You didn't know what she was referring to so you asked

"What do you mean ?"

"...for us..to you know"

"...Oh .. are you sure, we don't have to do anything you know ?"

"Yes I know, but I'm ready to...and i want you"

"..oh and what exactly do you want ?"

You asked in a low tone as your hand ran up her thigh. Her cheeks reddened at your comment.

"...well...like.. I..i don't really know"

"You mean you've never had sex with a women ?"

"Yes..."

"Well it's okay babe. Don't feel embarrassed about it. We'll go slow and you'll tell me to stop anytime. And if it's still too scary for you we don't have to do anything, we can just cuddle"

"Okay... I'm just worried i won't be good...or that you won't like me"

"Diane i love you... There is nothing that would change that"

"I know"

The rest of the ride was quiet, except for her soft humming to the radio, a sound you would never get tiered to hear.

You both arrived home 5 minutes later, and once you were inside you asked if it was still okay with her, and when she nodded you kissed her right cheek, then her left and finally pressed your lips against hers, she opened hers slightly and your tongues met in the middle.

You broke of to whisper

"Let's go upstairs and take this off diane...i want to see you" as you held her shirt with both of your hands.

She it took and went to her bedroom, as soon as you were both inside you pressed her against the door slightly and nibbled her neck whilst praising her slightly.

"Such a sweet girl diane...your neck is so soft darling. And i love to hear your little groans"

She was beyond wet now as you caressed her boobs while taking her bra off and then your shirt.

You laid her down on the bed and kept kissing your way down her chest, sucking and biting the pale skin.

Getting closer to her nipples and taking one between your fingers as the other one went in your mouth.

"OH GOD"

"No no no...Darling... God has nothing to do with this...leave him out of the bedroom"

She arched her back and wriggled on the bed as she grabbed your head and the bedsheets.

"Please...OH..ah"

"Mmmm...?"

You asked as your fingers went down dangerously closer to where you needed her most..

"AH..mmm FUCK PLEASE Y/N"

"What do you want babe...my fingers or my mouth ?"

"Please.. just touch me..."

"My..my someone's eager...has no one ever touched you like this ?"

"Yes no one ever did that...it feels so good"

"And i haven't even started...

"..sure please now.. AAHHHH"

You went down on her and cut her off by shoving your hand down her panties and pinching her clit. "You are so wet diane.."

You took of her underwear and she was left a whimpering naked mess underneath you.

She moaned again as you licked her folds and sucked on her clit lovingly. Her hands flew to your head and she bucked her hips to try to get more contact.

"Hey..hey..hey..no...stay still or i won't keep going" so she tried not to move and breathed

"Dont..Don't stop..please.."

When you felt her ready you pushed two fingers into her making her scream your name, and curled them inside her to match your tongue. After a few moments you felt her arch her back and her muscles clench as her cum filled your mouth.

"Mmm you taste so sweet my love.."

You helped her ride out her orgasm as she spasmed on the bed. When her breathing was back to normal she said ;

"..oh my God.. that what was that ?! I've never felt this good of my life"

"That was an orgasm diane... And please don't tell me you've never even gave yourself one ?"

"No...i never...should i have?"

"Well there are no obligation of course babe, just masturbating is an important part of exploring your sexuality"

"Well I'll try sometime in the future then"

"Oohh...and I'll be happy to watch..."

She flushed deeply at your words and you kept going in her ear

"It would be so hot... watching you put those lovely fingers deep inside your pussy..while you moan my name...oh so sweet."

Diane felt herself getting aroused again at that. And you could see her clench her things to try and get some relief.

So you spread her legs and started to run your fingers up and down her cunt and her body trembled.

"Mm yes...oh.."

"You like that huh? ..."

You pushed two fingers into her and she screamed ;

"OH GOD YES...!"

She came twice letting out a long moan and a soft breath before you took your fingers out carefully because of how sensitive she was.

After a few minutes she kissed you soundly as you sat next to her on the headboard, she got up on her knees in front of you and started to kiss your neck and take of your pants. "You don't hav..."

She cut you off ;

-"I want to"

"Okay.."

She kept kissing your body as you held her hips and gently moved her so she laid on her back. "What are you doing...I want to make you come n.."

"I want to sit on your face ?" You said in a coarse voice.

"You can say no.."

"No i want to try.." she replied happily and took your underwear off before you put your legs on either side of her face and lowered yourself onto her mouth.

"Mmmm"

You rode her face while she tried to suck on your clit and move her tongue up and down.

You came after a few minutes of rocking your hips into her face and laid next to her painting.

"So... how'd i do ?"

"Mmm so good diane...it wasn't to much for you was it ?"

"Not at all..i loved it...and i live you"

"I love you to babe..."

You kissed before cuddling and drifting off to slumber.