#i'd have done some today but i swear i'm coming down with something so we'll see how i'm feeling tmrw actually

[mirrortouchedsea]

everyone in my inbox is cooking wtf. i'll try and get to some of those tomorrow bc i love those prompts + ships a lot hello?

[arcadia-of-pluto]

"Pragma(tic) Love"

Pragmatic; meaning "dealing with things sensibly and realistically".

Pragma; one of the eight ancient Greek words for love, meaning "an enduring type of love". A passionate and committed form of love.

Paring(s); LADS Xavier x reader

Word count; 12,398 (GEEZ–)

Rating; 18+ for mature and sexual context; and swearing

Themes; childhood friends to lovers, unintentional flirting, reader isn't an idiot (sometimes), dumb humor, inspired by the webtoon "Childhood Friend complex"

Notes; some dumb humor, Xavier being out of character, kissing, poorly written sex (I haven't written smut in so long), vaginal penetration (finger and p), I could've done more but my Tumblr mobile app is lagging at 12k words–

Characters included; Tara, Jenna, Rafayel, Yvonne, Greyson (mentioned), Jeremiah, anyone else is just random names for other characters!

|| a part of the "tropes d'amour" mini-series ||

You are a rather naive and impulsive woman, no one would argue with that. You knew what you wanted and you were never embarrassed to admit that. Always head-strong and never thinking about the consequences of what comes afterward. You have, also, never been in a relationship, but you can remember the first time you really wanted to be in one.

It was a few years back when you were in middle school. Fifteen and highly impressionable. You were staying the night at a friend's house with a couple of other girls and they decided to have a group viewing of some x-rated videos. Even at fifteen, this was something you never thought of so as you watched with a mix of horror and intrigue, your friends eagerly laughed and made different comments about how hot the actions in the videos were. You, however, were more focused on the kissing scenes. You enjoyed how passionate they looked and you wondered if a kiss would be as nice as it looked. To this day, you barely remember the rest of the video. Only the kiss scene that left an impact on you and made you wish for a relationship, just to have a kiss like that.

Though, back in the present day at twenty-one, you had bigger things to worry about. Like college work and the new gossip your friends had every week.

For example, today, you and your group of three other women were all sitting down in a coffee shop, talking about the different guys at your college. “Oh my god, have you seen how hot Rafayel is? We have two of the hottest guys at our college and I don't see how neither of them are dating anyone,” Yvonne says with an over-dramatic sigh as she tilts her head back. “If I'm honest, their hands are what I'm more interested in,” Jenna murmurs under her breath with her chin resting on her hand. “Hands?” You take a look down at your own as you ask and Yvonne slaps her hands down on the table. “You don't know about hand sizes?! If they have big hands they have a big d–” “Yvonne, we'll be kicked out if you're too loud.” Tara puts a finger to her lips as she looks around anxiously.

“Alright, alright.” Yvonne pouts and sits back down. “Anyway, as I was saying, our college has two of the hottest guys I've ever seen. I'm surprised none of them are dating someone. I'd definitely volunteer in a heartbeat.” “So…I was going to ask this earlier, but who's the second guy?” You ask and tilt your head to the side. “Xavier, of course!” Yvonne looks at you as if you're crazy. “You know, the 6 foot something hunk who is in the engineering department?”

Tara covers her mouth with a hand to hide her laughter as your group leaves the café with your drinks in hand. “Xavier? Are you serious?” You scoff with a hand on your hip and your drink out to the side. “Doesn't he give off, like…delinquent vibes or something? You should really have higher standards.” “Y/n…” Yvonne trails off, pointing at something behind you and you raise a brow, “What's wrong? Can't I talk shi–” You feel pressure on the crown of your head and when you look to the side, you see someone dip their head down to take a sip from your straw. “Ugh, this tastes like shit. You're still drinking crap like this?” You spot the silvery-blonde sticking his tongue out in disgust before you groan and hit him on the head.

“Xavier, what have I told you about sneaking up on me!?”

As the two of you yell and pull at each other's hair, Yvonne takes a nervous glance toward Tara. “They…” “They've been friends since childhood,” Tara says with a small laugh, rubbing the back of her neck.

You don't exactly keep it a secret that you're friends with Xavier. The two of you are just from two completely different departments. His being engineering and yours in liberal arts. You did, however, want to start putting some distance between him since no guys approach you. They always assume you're dating Xavier, even if you correct them, so if you ever wanted a relationship you'd have to distance yourself from him…but that's easier said than done since your mothers were friends.

Your mothers were pregnant at the same time, having met during a pregnant yoga class and coincidentally moved in next to each other, so naturally you and Xavier were practically raised together. You’d even go as far as to say he's like a brother to you.

Back in class, you're utterly exhausted. You rake your hand through your hair with a sigh, holding your face in your hands until you feel someone tap your shoulder. You look up, confused, before you smile up at him, “Hey, Rafayel. What's up?” “You seemed a bit upset, so I was gonna ask if you needed help with something,” the purple haired upper-classman says, his head tilting to the side. “Actually…I need some research files for our essay and I don't have nearly enough time to get everything together.” You collect your things and stand up from your chair, “but I'll figure it–”

“You can borrow my USB,” Rafayel offers, slinging his back over his shoulder. “We'll just have to stop by my dorm.” “Really? Thank you so much. You're a life-saver!” you clasp your hands together. Your facial expression looks a lot brighter, compared to a few seconds ago. “Can we go now? I'm really excited to get started on this project.”

The two of you leave your classroom and head off to his dorm. You were done with your classes for today, but you were a little worried you'd be bothering Rafayel during his off time. Though, it doesn't seem that way since he offered to help you and you don't want to overthink anything.

“I'm sorry if it's a bit messy.” He unlocks his door before opening it. A…bit messy was an understatement. His floor is littered with paint tube lids, a few stray clothing items, a colour pencil or two, there's a spot on the rug from a charcoal pencil. It's extremely messy, but it's the room of an artist so you weren't really sure what to expect. As you step deeper into the room, you're unsure of where to sit until Rafayel points to a spot in front of his bed. “You can sit over there. I have a few USBs so it might take a little time to find it.” He chuckles, seemingly unfazed at how dirty his room really is.

You tentatively sit down and hug your knees to your chest as Rafayel sits next to you with a handful of USBs. As he looks through them, your eyes can't help but be drawn toward his hands. His…hands..That reminds you of something. What was Yvonne trying to say earlier?

“If they have big hands, it means they have a big di–” A big…oh.

Rafayel's hands were big…

You pause your train of thought with wide eyes. “Y/n?” The upper-classman asks, waving his hand in front of your face. You blink a few times, a blush creeping up your cheeks as you quickly stand up and grab a random USB. “Thank you so much, Rafayel, but I've got togonowbye!!”

You don't even give him a chance to respond as you run out of his room. You pull out your phone to quickly shoot a few texts to Xavier.

🩷: “HEY I HAVE A QUESTION”

: “ANSER ME”

: “WHAT DOES IT MEAN IF A GUY HAS BIG HANFS??”

:“XAVIER, I SWEAR TO GOS”

Your stupid, dumb, idiot friend isn't responding, so you decide the best thing to do is barge into his house. You take a few labored breaths, having run all the way through his house and to his bedroom door, before you enter without even bothering to knock. It's not like he could be doing something important, right? Nahhh.

The moment you step into his room, you notice two things. One, he had your messages with your profile picture up on his computer monitor…and two, he has his left hand wrapped around his dick.

“Why the hell is my picture on screen!?” You blurt out the first thing you can think of in your panic as you quickly look away with a red face.

“It's not–” Xavier quickly turns away from you before noticing that your picture was, indeed, on his screen. He scrambles to his feet to fix his pants before words spill from his lips, “It's not like that! I was just…getting off and you were getting on my nerves from all your messages and I noticed you had a new profile picture, and I wasn't even looking at your picture when I was doing it anyways!” His face and ears are a deep shade of scarlet, and you shoot him a scrutinizing look.

“Look, I'm not going to judge you but…” Your lip curls up as you can't decide whether you're disgusted or flattered, but the expression quickly leaves your face as you notice his eyes watering. Is he…crying?

“I already said it's not what you think…”

For the first time in forever, your mind was dead silent. You were a little too focused on the redness in his face and the desperation in his eyes. You needed to leave. Now.

“I'll talk to you later, but seriously don't forget to lock the door next time!” You say your words way too fast, almost unable to understand them yourself, and dart out the house as fast as you can. You only stop once you made it to the gate outside, holding a hand to your chest with reddened cheeks. What the hell just happened?

The next day in class, you're beyond zoned out. You're not sure what to think of the whole situation…but you clearly saw it. His…well yeah. You could faintly picture his hand, fingers that could just barely wrap around his girth-

You smack your hands against your cheeks, snapping yourself out of your thoughts. “Jesus, Y/n! Are you okay?” Tara asks with a small laugh, putting a hand on your shoulder. You groan and tilt your head back before quickly turning to face her. “Okay, so I have a…story. Alright? This isn't about me. It's about a uh– a friend.” “Uh-huh…and what happened with this friend?” Tara raises one of her eyebrows as she looks around the classroom.

“Actually, let's have this conversation outside.” She stands up, picking up her bag before she takes your hand.

Once outside, you sit down on a bench and take a deep breath. “Okay so, this friend of mine…she has a friend she's known for a long time and she ended up seeing his..” you trail off, not wanting to say the word, but you have to say something to make any sense, “..his junk. She saw his stuff on accident and there was a photo of her on his screen-”

“Wouldn't it just make sense to apologize and act like nothing happened?” Tara questions, honestly a bit confused since it seems like it would be common sense to just apologize about it. “But my picture was on the screen. Wouldn't that mean he's into me or something?” You don't even notice your slip up and Tara doesn't care since she already knew this story was about you. “It could mean that, but how about you just hear him out and apologize?” The woman rubs her temples. She loves you to death, but sometimes you can be a little dumb.

“I guess I could do that– hold on, I'll be right back!” You spot Xavier in the distance, quickly putting on your bag before you chase after him. “Xavier!” You shout and the silvery-blonde turns to look at you for a moment. Then, he takes off running as well. “Hey, I need to talk to you!” You yell after him, continuing the chase but you were honestly tired at this point. He clearly wasn't slowing down anytime soon. “Why are you running?” You feel sweat dripping down your temple and he shoots the same question back at you, “Why are you running??”

“Because I need to talk to you!” Your breath was coming out in heavy pants and wheezing, so you probably look a bit crazy at this point. “Well I don't!” “Dude, stop–” As you chase after him you bump into another student. His cold brew coffee spilling all over the front of your white t-shirt. You notice Xavier immediately stops in his tracks.

“Damn it–” You curse under your breath before you turn toward the male student, “Hey, I'm sorry about your coffee!” “It's fine, what about your shirt? You could just give me your number and I could get it washed..” His eyes were clearly trained onto the front of your shirt and you made the horrifying realization that your black bra is visible. Suddenly, a bag is pressed against your chest and you feel a hand grab your wrist. Xavier sighs and begins tugging you behind him as he walks, “Let's go.”

“Go where?” You ask, clearly confused and he shakes his head, squeezing his hand around your wrist, “To the sport's center.” “Dude, you're hurting my hand!”

Xavier takes you to the sports center's locker room and is looking through his locker. “So..what're we doing here?” You stand in the corner with his bag still clutched to your chest. You can hear him let out an audible sigh, “Do you want to walk back to your dorm with your shirt like that?” “You could've just let me borrow your bag..” you murmur with a pout, but Xavier runs a hand through his hair, “You can see everything through the back too, idiot.”

“Thanks..” You finally say after a moment of silence before you set his bag on the floor to look at your shirt. You tug at the soaked fabric with a finger, your nose wrinkling up at the cold feeling. You should probably take it off before it gets your bra and skin all sticky..You pull your shirt half over your body, but then pause because you realized you almost took your shirt off with Xavier in the room–

The two of you have been together practically since the womb, so you couldn't even count how many times you bathed together when you were younger. Key word: younger. But now??

“Hey– don't turn around, Xavier. I already took my shirt off.” You sheepishly laugh, keeping your soiled shirt over your chest as you notice his ear tips turning red. “I– why–” But he can't finish his sentence because someone comes into the room. You backpedal into a locker to hide and listen to Xavier tell the other student that he'll put the guy's stuff away. Once he shoos the guy out, you assume he locks the door behind him.

“Y/n, where'd you go?” Xavier calls out as he walks back to where you are and you kick open the locker with an embarrassed smile, “I'm…stuck.” You hold your hands out for help while keeping your legs against your chest. Your so-called friend laughs at your predicament, about to make fun of you, but then his gaze flits from your face to the swell of your breasts. He quickly shakes his head and clears his throat. “Geez, you really are something,” he sighs before grabbing your hand to pull back with all his strength.

“Ouch, Xavier, that shit hurts– woah–!” You're suddenly flying out of the locker and you land on top of Xavier with your hands on either side of his head. Just as you're about to get up, you hear the door knob jiggling and you jerk your body down as if trying to hide. “Oh shit– you locked the door, right, Xavier?” You ask in a panicked whisper, before realizing you could feel heavy breaths against your bare skin. You turn your gaze down and your eyes widen as you see Xavier's face buried in-between your breasts.

You quickly scoot backwards with your hand over your mouth. “I am so sorry, Xavier…”

Your best friend runs a hand down his red face with a long, drawn out sigh. “It's fine! No, really, it's fine.” He waves his hands before he tosses a shirt at your head. “Now, put that shit on.” The shirt smacks you upside the head and a hiss slips from between your teeth. “Well, I take back my apology now.” You murmur under your breath as you pull his shirt over your head. Though your gaze is drawn to his toned stomach. His shirt must've rode up during the fall and he never pulled it back down. That reminds you of something…

When you and Xavier were in middle school, you remember an old classmate joking about the two of you dating. While you both reacted in disgust, you clearly remember Xavier saying he'd never see you as a woman and then when the friend asked, “You never know. What if one day, you start feeling like she is?” Xavier replied with, “If that happens, I'm going to take my balls off. Both of them.” You were clearly disgusted by this and, albeit, a little offended so you spit back a jab of your own, “I’ll shave my head.” “Dude, I put my balls on the line!” He laughs, “You gotta match me. Or else…are you afraid you'd fall for me?” “You son of a bitch!” You grab Xavier by his hair, “You really think I'd fall for you when you find so many ways to piss me off?? The only emotion I feel for you is rage. You hear me!?”

“Y/n?? Yo, earth to Y/n.” Xavier waves a hand in your face and you shake your head before a book, from the shelf you're leaning against, falls to smack you atop the head. You rub your head as you stand up, then you clear your throat and hold your hands behind your back. “Hey Xavier?” “Yeah?” He glances toward you with one brow raised and you sigh, “I wanted to apologize for leaving like that yesterday. It wasn't fair to not hear you out and to make assumptions on my own like that. That’s what I came to tell you.”

After a few moments of silence and a shocked expression from Xavier, you can't take it any more and you start hitting him on the back, “Seriously, what's gotten into us? All this awkwardness between us just doesn't feel right! Let's forget the whole thing and go back to being normal again, yeah?” With each hit, Xavier says an “ouch” but you keep at it with a nervous laugh. “Anyway, bye!! I gotta go work on a project.” You leave him behind with a dumb expression on his face.

Once back in class, you have no time to dwell on everything that happened because you're busy with an animation project. You're working together with Tara, Yvonne, and Jeremiah. You and Tara are animation majors while Yvonne and Jeremiah are in design. “Do you think we can finish this in time?” You groan, tiredly running a hand through your hair before you get back to sketching. The four of you talk amongst yourselves before Yvonne points out, “You're so good with drawings, Y/n…I can only do stick figures. I didn't know we'd be drawing people.”

“Well, I prefer using a pencil.” You yawn, holding a hand up to your mouth. “I'm awful with 3D software.” Your eyes are a bit blurry from all of your yawning and you squint at your drawing. “What did the muscle look like on this arm?” You murmur. Your pencil completely stops its movements as you were suddenly reminded of Xavier's arm trying to push you away and the bright blush on his face from before.

You really need to do something to stop thinking of your best friend like this…but his abs– No, just because he's got chiseled abs and a nice face…and a pretty voice…Stop– He's just your friend. Your childhood, wombhood best friend Xavier.

Maybe…you could go on a group date? No, that probably wouldn't help much, but you could go just to meet new people!

You shoot Yvonne a text from the bathroom saying that you're going back to your dorm and that you want to be included in that group date tomorrow. You try to emphasize that you just want to go as a potential friend, but she's clearly not listening after that.

You weren't really too thrilled when Yvonne had asked you about the group date, when you guys were out shopping for lingerie– she was going on a trip with her boyfriend, Greyson, and knew it was time. Whatever that meant. You had also bought a lingerie set, just a basic dark red set since you thought it was pretty.

Though, you really hope none of the guys would actually see you as a potential romantic partner, because while you wanted to get those images of Xavier out of your head– you really didn't want to lead some poor guy on.

Tomorrow comes sooner than you expected and it's Saturday now. You're sitting in front of a mirror while Tara applies some light makeup to your face. She's only curling your lashes, adding a shade of lip gloss that matches your skin, and maybe some eyeliner. Nothing too dressy since you're just going to meet new people– even if Yvonne doesn’t seem to understand that.

“So, what made you decide to go on this group date? When Yvonne brought it up at the lingerie store, you didn't seem interested.” Tara points out as she styles your hair. “Well…I wanted to expand my social circle–” “Look up, I'm applying mascara,” Tara cuts you off and you pause before looking up. “Like this?” “I take it back– do what you were normally doing!” Tara holds back her laughter and gets back to your makeup.

“But yeah, like I was saying, my life pretty much revolves around my classes and the dorm.” Once Tara is done, you quickly stand up. “Alright, now let's see if I have anything I can wear..” You muse, popping into your closet before stepping out a few minutes later. “Look, am I overdressed?”

Tara's back is to you as she speaks, “Just dress in something casual. It's a group date, afterall–” Though, she goes silent as soon as she notices what you're wearing. “That's…not what you're actually wearing, right?”

You look down at your red flannel button-up and your blue jeans with a frown. “Is it…too dressy?”

“Too dressy? I–...You're right, it is too dressy. Let me make a few changes.” Tara runs a hand down her face before hyping herself up to create a bombshell of an outfit for you.

“Oh my– look at you, girlie!” Irina, a fellow classmate, exclaims as you step down from the bus at your meeting spot. She nudges her friend, Winona, with an elbow as you look down at your scuffed white sneakers, a bit embarrassed by all of the attention. Tara got you all prettied up, having chosen one of your white turtlenecks, one of her black velvet camisoles, her black sling purse, and a checked skirt that Tara had gotten you a few years back as a gift. Your fingers nervously tugging at the hem of your skirt, worrying that it might be too short.

“You look gorgeous! You should wear that skirt more often,” Winona smiles at you, before grabbing your wrist as Irina continues, “The boys are here already, let's go.”

“Oh, right, I don't think Yvonne told you guys, but I'm only here for–” But you can't finish your sentence as you're pulled into the restaurant. Your phone buzzes in your hand and you notice that ‘Jerk’ is calling you– Jerk being Xavier. You hesitate, wanting to answer, but instead you put your phone in your pocket. Any other time, you would’ve answered, but right now it seems a bit rude towards the others.

“Hey guys!” Irina holds up a hand to wave once you walk up to the table that was seating three other people. You didn't recognize any of them, but maybe it would be easier to make friends that way.

“Hey you!” One of the guys says to Irina and she laughs, “What's up? You should know it's an honor to be set up with design students!” “Hey, PE majors are more popular, okay?” “Ah..Hello!” Winona tries to speak up, not wanting to be drowned out of the conversation, while you didn’t really mind it. You, honestly, almost wanted to just back out and leave, but you decide to stick it out because you could make some friends today. “Come, sit. It's nice to meet you!” The second guy motions toward the table with a nice enough smile. While the other two girls go to sit down, you awkwardly lean over with a small wave, “Hi everyone..”

“Woa–” “H-hello!” Two of the guys speak while the last stays silent, but a smile does tug at the corners of his lips. “What're you still standing there for? Come on, sit!” The first guy laughs and that's when you finally sit down.

You learnt that their names were Damian, Mateo, and Caelus. Damian was the PE major who was talking to Irina. Mateo was the second guy and Caelus was the third one.

“So, now that we all know who we are…let's toast!” Damian holds out his shot glass of soju while you stare down at the cup. You've…never had soju before. You sniff the cup before looking up in surprise as someone asks what you were doing. “Come on, let's toast!” Irina laughs, nudging you with her elbow and, honestly, you felt so drained already. You wondered if you could last the rest of this 'date’. You clink your shot glasses together and, while everyone else downs their drink, you sip on yours. But you get a bit nervous when everyone looks at you expectantly, so you toss your head back to finish it off. Hmm…this is actually really good for getting your mind off of certain things.

A few shots and an hour later, you were drunk– having the time of your life, but drunk. Maybe you shouldn't have drank on an empty stomach.

“Here, Y/n, have some water.” Caelus places a glass of water in front of you before saying, “You're in for a terrible hangover otherwise.” “Oh, You're Caelus, right? Thanks!” You grin at him before taking a sip from the cup. After another thirty minutes of playing around and chatting, Caelus was also a little buzzed.

“Can I ask you something? I hope this doesn't sound weird or anything.” Caelus rubs the back of his neck, nervously, with a small laugh. “What is it?” You were, also, still buzzed and excited about having a new friend. “Um..You don't have a boyfriend, do you?”

You blink in surprise. Oh, right. That was the purpose of a blind date, afterall, but you weren't here for that.

“Ah, me? No, why?” You ask, hoping he wasn't going to ask you out because then that would get awkward really quick. “Well…do you know that seriously good looking guy? He's famous on campus.” “uh..you mean Xavier?” Your eyebrows furrow. You weren't sure where this conversation was going. “Yeah, him! I don't know if you know, but you're sort of famous too. You two are always together and frankly, I was shocked because I had always thought you two were a couple.” Caelus admits and you tilt your head to the side.

Seriously? You weren't aware of that, at all. You and Xavier…together? Half of you wants to vehemently deny it, but there's another part that kind of–

“Don't be silly! They've been friends since they were kids.” Irina laughs, slapping her thigh. Her face was so red, she was probably drunk off her ass. “So…you two aren't together?” Caelus turns back to you, an almost hopeful look in his eyes. “We used to hang out since we were practically babies, that's all. We know and have seen everything about each other.” You shake your head before you pass at your last statement.

Seen everything…

Oh.

You slap your hands against your cheeks to pull yourself out of your inappropriate thoughts while Irina and Caelus are both surprised at your sudden actions. You're now hyper aware of other patrons at the restaurant and how they're shaking condiment bottles, and decide that maybe it’s best to pass out drunk. You grab the soju bottle and tilt your head back to finish it off. The bottle clinks against the table and your forehead on the cool wooden smacks down to join the bottle shortly after.

The table felt so nice, compared to how hot your face felt. You could almost fall asleep. Almost, but the phone buzzing in your back skirt-pocket has you drowsily blinking your eyes and you reach back to grab it. Your blurry eyes scan across the contents of your messages;

💛: “pick up the phone”

: “im @ work”

: "lets get some desert after"

Oh right, Xavier did mention to you last week that he was picking up a part time job…Hmph. Guess he's perfectly fine, even after everything that happened. All while you're trying to make new friends and keep your mind off of it. Maybe you're the problem? That's right! You've got to snap out of it and just act normal like he's doing, but…why can't you do that? Ugh, this is annoying.

A sigh escapes your lips and you feel a hand on your head. “Are you alright?” You hear Caelus ask and you glance over at him. “Doesn't your head hurt?” Now that you think about it…yeah, your head does hurt. Inside and out.

“Everyone else went to get some hangover drinks. How is your head? You hit it pretty hard.” Caelus was clearly concerned for you and that would be sweet– if he were the right guy. “I'm not sure..It does sting,” you murmur, body tensing up as you felt Caelus's hand on your shoulder. Huh?

“Still? Let me see.”

Through your blurry eyes, you can see the man moving closer toward you. Or maybe not. You couldn't tell. Once he got close enough to where you could feel his breath on your nose, the loud clank of a bottle slamming against the table causes Caelus to jerk back. You curiously turn your head to the side, eyes widening because you've got to be seeing things. Right?

“Here are the two beers you ordered.” Xavier and he seems…angry? Upset? Hmm, so this is where he's working.

“Pretty…” You don't even realize you spoke out loud as you drunkenly meet his pretty blue eyes.

“Ah,” Irina exclaims as she stretches her arms up in the air, “That was such a good stroll. I feel so much better…I wonder if Y/n is okay, she had a lot to drink.” “Huh–” Winona quickly taps Irina on the shoulder, “Isn't that Xavier?”

You were still in a daze with your head on the table, but you snapped out of it and sat up so quickly that you felt dizzy. Did you just call Xavier pretty? You really hope you're hallucinating right now. It seems like you still have to get your act together. You look down at the table, contemplating hitting it again to knock some sense into yourself. You close your eyes, ready to slam your head down on the table, but instead of the table, you feel a warm hand on your forehead.

“What the..” You turn your head to the side, resting your cheek on the palm of whoever's hand this is before realizing that it's Xavier's hand.

“Are you drunk?” Xavier asks with a raised brow, “Is that why you're banging your head against the table?” He sighs, turning his head toward the four students, who were waiting to sit down. “How much did she drink?” He points at you as he rummages around in his apron with his other hand. “A-about a bottle and a half? She had soju..” Winona breaks the silence while the others are too stunned to speak.

“Soju!?” Xavier groans before quickly turning to look back at you, “A bottle and a half? Isn't this your first time? Are you out of your mind?” Your friend continues his rant, “Did you forget how you threw up after your first beer? Soju is even worse! Did you brain up and leave you before you drank that shit?? Why can't you learn?” He runs a hand through his silvery blonde hair.

“What're you doing, huh!? You're not my mom! Stop nagging me, I'm having a good time with my frie–” Your whining is cut off by Xavier tapping a cold can against your forehead. “–nds..what's this?”

“Drink this. No more soju for you.” Is all he says and you sigh, grabbing the can as you rub your forehead, “Did you just go out and buy this?” “Of course not, we sell that here.” His head turns toward the door as a bell chimes, signifying that another customer has walked in. “I gotta get back to work.”

After Xavier walks away, you hold the can to your chest. Heartbeat roaring in your ears. “Oh my god, how cute is he?!” Irina whispers to Winona and the other girl shakes her fists, “Even his apron is sexy..”

“Uh…I'm all buzzed out. I'm gonna go get some fresh air, okay?” You stand up, holding the can still, and do your best not to run your fingers through your hair. You didn't want to mess up all the hard work Tara did to fix it.

Once outside, you spot Xavier, who was taking out some garbage. “Hey!” You go to yell at him, but your words fall flat when you notice something sticking out of his mouth. “Are…you smoking?”

“...It's a lollipop.” “Oh..Anyway, why didn’t you tell me you worked here?”

“I did.” He says, dusting off his hands. “Did not!” You puff your cheeks out, trying to remember if he did tell you.

“Why? Are you embarrassed because I caught you acting all girly with some guys?” Xavier lets out a small laugh as he pulls the lollipop from his lips. “Well…Tomboys like you need to play coy to get a date, so I'll let it slide.”

So he somehow got the wrong idea too?

You'd love to tell him he's wrong, but you honestly didn't care at the moment. Instead, you change the subject. “Hey, take this back.” You hold the blue can he gave you back out to him, “You can't just give me this.” “I paid for it, so you take it,” he says as he pushes the can back against your chest.

At your silence, he raises a brow, “You know what? Give it back.” He holds his hand out toward you. “You got me all upset now, so I'll be taking it back.” “What?” You hold the can tighter to your chest, “No way! You said it was mine.” “Come to think of it…Why should I bother? You're too busy partying with guys to even answer my texts.” Oh, now Xavier is definitely pouting.

You quickly open the can and take a few swigs like a dog eating some table-food that hit the floor. “Oh–” Xavier pauses before his gaze squints and he leans forward. “Are you wearing makeup?” “So what? Tara did it for me. What's the problem with it?” You glare at him, immediately getting defensive. “Hmm…you can put makeup on a donkey, but it's still a donkey at the end of the day.” He shrugs as he moves away from you and you punch him in the shoulder, “You wear makeup too, you dick!”

“But I'm clearly not a donkey.” Xavier smiles.

You and Xavier continue to talk for a while, leaning against a green metal fence behind the restaurant. He pulls his phone out from his apron and sighs, “Ah, I'd better get back.” “Woah, how long has it been?” You turn your head to look at him as he puts his phone away once more, “It's been like fifteen minutes? Damn, I lost track of time talking about the beer vomit story.” He chuckles as he runs a hand through his hair.

“Say…Do you like any of those guys?” He asks, thumbs hooked through his belt loop. “Mmh…why?” You could easily tell him now, but you wondered why he asked that. “Just asking.” He shrugs, tapping the toe of his shoe against the pavement. “Anyway, we still on for dessert after my shift?” Xavier reaches down to ruffle your hair and says, “Let me know, but I seriously gotta go back in now.”

After he says what he needs to, Xavier goes back inside and you sigh, putting a hand in your skirt-pocket as you walk back around to the front of the building. “Huh–” you pause as you notice Caelus standing outside as well.

“I thought I'd check up on you since you've been outside for a while,” He easily answers you as if knowing what you were going to ask. “But I was wondering…if we could talk.” He smiles and boy, do you know what was coming. How were you going to let this poor guy down easy?

“So…you and Xavier look really close.” Oh…that's not what you expected. Or was he saying this to lead into something else? “Uh, yeah. We, kind of, grew up together,” You say, slowly, trying to gauge what his next sentence would be. “So you don't have feelings for him?”

Uh. Is this even an appropriate question to ask someone you just met? Sure, it's a good question if you were looking to date someone, but…it still feels weird.

“What?” “I know it's a silly question, but you two seem really close. That's why I asked.” Caelus laughs it off, rubbing the back of his neck. “So that means you're not seeing anyone?” “Well…not exactly, but I'm not here for–” “I'm interested in you.” He blurts out, cutting you off entirely, and you give him a deadpan stare.

“That's…very flattering, but–” “At the risk of sounding too forward, let me ask. Do you want to go out with me?” Your eyebrow twitches in annoyance and you take a deep breath. “Caelus, right?” You plaster the sweetest smile you can muster on your face and tighten your grip on the empty soda can in your hand. “If you'd allow me to finish my god da–” You pause, taking another deep breath before continuing, “–if I could finish my sentence for once, I'm not here to date. I’m not looking for a relationship. I told Yvonne this, but it seems like she didn't give everyone else the memo. I just came here to get out of my dorm room, for once, and make some new friends.”

“Anyway, I'm going back inside.” You clear your throat, after a tense moment of silence and walk past him to go back inside. But you feel a hand catch your wrist. “Y/n–” You jerk your arm out of his grip and turn your head to raise a brow at him, “Hey, did anybody ever tell you that shit only works in k-dramas and romance novels? Don't touch me without my permission. But, now that you've got my attention, what is it?” You cross your arms over your chest and he frowns, putting his hands in his pockets as he murmurs under his breath, “Geez, they always say the worst she can say no.”

“Annnnd that's all the patience I have left to spend on you. Nice seeing you never!” You wave to him as you re-enter the restaurant and go back to your table.

Sure, Caelus didn't seem like a bad person, but the vibes just didn't feel right to you. At all. Honestly, you’d feel a lot better once you got dessert with Xavier.

A few days later, you're chilling at Xavier’s house and eating some leftover cake from that time you went to a dessert café. Your laptop sits open on his coffee table as you're on the floor, in front of it, while Xavier is sitting on the couch behind you. He always liked to watch your work, for some reason. Maybe to make sure you did it right?

You had an empty word document in front of you and you tilt your head back to look at your friend. “Hey, are you gonna work on your assignments too or are you going to watch me like that vampire weirdo from Twilight?” Xavier was mid-bite when he started coughing, hitting his chest because he must've been laughing but choked on his food. “I'll work on it later. What's your assignment on?” He asks, once he's finally caught his breath, and wipes a few stray tears from his eyes. “Ah…it's a report on any classic film. I got a USB of the film from Rafayel, so I'll probably watch that first.” You move to grab the USB from your bag before plugging it in.

“Do you want me to watch with you? I could try and help.” He leans forward, resting his chin on your shoulder. “Uh–” you were startled at how close he had gotten, but you nod your head, “Sure…Huh, it seems like there's a lot to choose from…”

The titles were pretty weird too, but these could just be some indie films. “Animal addiction?” You murmur with a raised brow, glancing over at Xavier out of the corner of your eye and he shrugs, moving his finger to the touchpad to click on it. “Maybe it’s something like the Tiger man documentary?” He questions before both of you go silent.

The film was pretty grainy, appearing like amateur work. This didn't seem like a ‘classic’ film…Then, the camera pans to a woman laying down on a bed. Was she naked?? What the hell is this– a man joins her on the bed and–

“Ooh!” a moan erupts from your laptop. “Ah, yes! Right there!” Wet squelches are audible from your speakers, the sound of skin slapping against skin. “Harder!”

You quickly slam your laptop shut with your face in your hands. “What the fuck did Rafayel give me?” You murmur, face bright red and your heartbeat thundering. “Maybe…it's a risqué classical film?” Xavier offers, trying to hold back his laughter, even if his face was red as well.

You definitely knew it wasn’t a classical film, you recognized it. It was the same one you had seen in middle school!

“He could've accidentally added that to this USB.” You let out a panicked laugh, opening your laptop back up to scroll through the file. “Okay, so maybe…okay, these have numbers and symbols as the name so maybe these are okay?” You quickly click on it and silently take the USB out from your computer before the moans can even start. “...nevermind.”

You run a hand through your hair and rest your head on the couch. “I'm sorry, Xavi..I guess I grabbed the wrong USB.” You sigh, looking up at the ceiling until the light is covered up by Xavier's big head coming into view. No, not that head.

“Xavier?” You question, but he doesn't respond. He leans over you, dipping his head down lower…and lower. Though, you panic and put your hand over his mouth.

“Oh! Uh– sorry,” you quickly say as you move your hands back, holding them to your chest with a nervous laugh as you stand up with your laptop. “Actually, uh Tara– yeah, Tara told me earlier today that she needed her clothes back. You know, the ones that I borrowed! So…I should probably leave and go get those for her!” You clap your hands together, face probably even more red than when that porno appeared on your laptop.

“Y/n–” Xavier goes to grab your wrist, but hesitates. He drops his hand into his lap before he shakes his head. “I understand. Go ahead.”

Huh, why did he do that? He could've just grabbed your hand–oh, could he have heard your conversation with Caelus?

“Thanks, Xavi. I’m really sorry about that! I'll definitely see you later though.”

A week goes by and you finally submit your correct classical film report. You had to sneak the USB back to Rafayel and explain to him that you never even looked at it since you already finished the report. You’d rather not open that can of worms with him, afterall.

While you're leaving your college, you get a text message;

💛: “hey”

: “i got u some food from my mom”

: “come get it or”

: “dont i could eat it”

Oh hell no! If it's his mom's cooking, you definitely want it.

“Hey! I'm here for my food!!” You waste not a single second, having gotten on a bus and ran the rest of the way to Xavier's apartment. It wasn't too far from the school, so you were more than ready to sit down and ea…–

“Holy shit!” You slap your hands over your eyes as you were blessed with the sight of a shirtless Xavier with water dripping down his chest. He was drying his hair off with a towel as he curiously looked over at you. “Hey, you were the one who barged into my house.”

“Why're you naked, though!? My eyes–” You whine and you hear Xavier audibly scoff, “What? So, are you telling me that I can't even shower? In my own home?” Then, after a few moments of silence, you move your hands away from your eyes. Honestly, you loved being over-dramatic. It was like second nature to you. Anything to keep from blushing over your shirtless best friend.

“Forget it. You wanted the food, right?” Xavier points toward his couch. “Wait there, I'll go get my shirt.”

You didn't even realize how quickly you complied to what he said, already finding yourself sitting down not even a few moments later.

He comes back with a white shirt on, grabbing the reusable orange bags and sets them on the coffee table. “So, what's in it?” You ask, standing up excitedly. “Well, you know, only your favourites.” He takes the plastic containers out of the first bag and you rummage through the second one before pulling out a heavy glass bottle. “Huh, what's this?” Once glance was all it took to realize this was a bottle of Jack Daniel’s.

“Hey, it's hard liquor!” You show it off to Xavier with a grin and he runs a hand down his face, “Oh…great.” As if he knows where you're going with this.

“Put it back. It's probably your mom's. I must've grabbed it by mistake.” He goes to take it from you, but you look at him with a mischievous smile, “Do yoouuu want to try it?” “I– seriously, Y/n, it's your mom's. We can't just–” “I just looked it up and apparently it tastes good,” you tease, shaking the bottle in front of him before you sigh, “but I guess we can put it back…”

“Well,” Xavier perks up at it tasting good and clears his throat, “I mean we could give it a taste.”

The two of you each fill a cup with the amber liquid and sit around the coffee table with your food-filled tupperware. A nice alcoholic beverage and food always go good together.

“Blegh!” You stick your tongue out, nose wrinkling in disgust, “Why is it so bitter? What's the percentage on this shit?” “Hmm, maybe twenty?” Xavier grabs the bottle to see before he pauses, “oh…forty.”

“This shit is way too strong. You got any soda we can mix with it?” Even though you asked, you’re going straight toward his kitchen as if you live here. “Yup.” He leans back on his hands until you come back, mixing some soda into both of your drinks. You take another sip and nod your head, “Do you wanna try mixing it with other stuff?” “Hmm, I heard orange juice is good with it.” Xavier looks up from his phone. He must've googled it. “Yeah! Let's try out a ton of combos and find the best one!” you cheer, holding a fist up in the air.

Then, you pause. “Wait.” You hold your hand out. “First, let me borrow some of your clothes.” “Why?” “Because my clothes are too snug and I'm gonna eat some of my food– annnd I'll probably stay the night,” you say with a shrug and Xavier points in the direction of his room. “Go find something.” He nurses his drink while you change into the smallest clothes he owns.

Even if they're the smallest, they still practically engulf you. His shirt was loose around your body and his shorts were barely holding up around your waist.

“You look like a hobbit.” Xavier giggles to himself before he motions toward the plates on the coffee table. “Anyway, I unloaded some of your food. You’re sharing, by the way. You don't get a choice.”

As you shamble back toward the coffee table, you have to hold up your borrowed shorts. When did Xavier get so big..? Wasn't this shirt supposed to be a short sleeve? It's almost to your wrists…Hmm…

Where's this tingling sensation in your stomach coming from? Parasites, maybe? Maybe they'll go away if you drink.

“You know,” You slur, holding up an empty glass, “This is supposed to be hard liquor, right? Wouldn't it…be better to call it easy liquor since it goes down so easy?” Your body sways and you set your glass down next to the empty bottle of alcohol. “Here we go again. Do you realize how many times you’ve said that?” Xavier hiccups as he points at a plant in his room. Did he think that plant was you? Laughter bubbles in your chest before it erupts from your mouth and you lay onto the floor as you try to catch your breath.

“Hey..” Xavier brushes his hand across your heated forehead, “Aren't you gonna call your boyfriend?” “Eh? What boyfriend?” Your eyes were closed, relaxing as he played with your hair. “Didn't..well, that guy asked you out, right?” “Mmh…yeah, but I said no,” you say with a small shrug.

You raise a brow after you open your eyes and notice Xavier was smiling. “Why're you smiling? You look stupid.” You reach your hand up to poke your index finger against his cheek. “That checks out. Who would ask you out anyways.”

“Huh, are you trying to fight with me?!” You quickly sit up, body swaying from the slight feeling of vertigo as you glare over at him. “What? You know I'm right. Don't you remember, in elementary school, all the kids in our class thought you were a boy.” “And? All of the girls liked to dress you up in princess costumes because you were ‘pretty as a princess’ or did you forget about that?” You jab a finger against his chest.

“What about your last crush? He only realized you were a girl when you had to wear the girl's uniform.” Xavier leans closer, his face flushed from all the alcohol you both had drank. “Look who's talking Mister ‘I won an all girl's beauty pageant even though I was in the audience’.” Your face equally as red as you kept moving closer until your foreheads touched. “Tomboy!” “Delinquent!”

A silence fills the room as your breath washes over each other's face until Xavier closes the gap. You felt his soft lips against yours before he pulled back. “Huh–” You lazily blink a few times, gaze flitting between his lips and his eyes. You both stare at each other for a few more seconds, and then Xavier leans back in.

This time, he doesn't pull away.

Xavier kisses you softly, your body slowly leaning backwards until you're flat against the floor. You felt his tongue lick at your lips and you hesitate for a moment to let him in.

What…were you doing? With Xavier, of all people?

With another swipe of his tongue, you give up on thinking and open your mouth. Your head tilts to the side as the kiss deepens, his tongue dragging against yours. “Mmh–” a noise escapes your lips as he sucks your tongue into his mouth, tugging on it before he goes back to languidly kissing you. His tongue lazily fighting against yours for dominance, but neither side ever wins.

Your hand moves up to tangle in his hair, nails lightly scratching at his scalp. You shift in his hold, your chest lightly brushing against his and that's when Xavier tenses up. He pulls back, hands gripping your shoulders. “Hey…have your boobs always felt this nice?” He asks, looking down at them to see their stiffened peaks through the thin fabric of his shirt. “Hmm…I dunno since you've never felt them before.” You drunkenly tug at the neck of your borrowed shirt to look down at your breasts.

“Wait–” you squint your eyes as you notice something red coming out of Xavier's nose. “Is your nose…seriously bleeding from seeing my boobs?” You laugh. “What are you, a teenager?”

“Seriously, put your head back. It's getting everywhere.” You wipe at it until Xavier scoots back, “Hey stop–” He falls back against the couch, wiping his nose with a thumb. His legs are spread out with his shirt riding up his chest. His firm thighs…

You move a bit closer, your hand trailing up his shirt. “What're you doing?” He asks, stomach tensing up as your fingers brush against his abs. “I always wanted to feel them,” you murmur under your breath. “They're soft…I really thought they'd be firm.”

You poke at his stomach and Xavier groggily looks down at you, “It's because ‘m not flexing.” “ohh, what happens when you flex?” You already forgot what you were talking about. “My abs get hard.” “Hmm..flex it right now. I wanna see what happens.” Your fingers continue to prod and poke at his stomach. “Yo, you listening?” Your nails lightly scratch against his skin and he catches your wrist, “I heard you, so stop touching me…and this time, let me touch you.” His thumb rubs back and forth against your pulse.

“But…no.” You look away from him and Xavier raises an eyebrow, confused, “Why?” “Then…someone would be touching my body..and that's embarrassing.” You pout, cheeks somehow getting even more warm, as you squeeze your thighs together. “Then…it would be fine if I touch you in a way that doesn't make you shy, right?” He grabs your wrist once more, gently squeezing it before his hands dart to your waist. His fingers dance across your body as he tickles you.

A loud laugh slips from your lips and your body jerks around in his hold. “Xavi– wait!” Your body goes backward and you're back on the floor. Your hands push at his chest as your laughter causes tears to prick your eyes. He catches your wrists in one hand, pinning them above your head, as his free hand continues to tickle your body. “Hold on–! Let me catch my breath you, fucking–” More giggles come from your throat as you try to finish your sentence, “–you fucking psycho!”

Xavier finally stops, your shirt up to your neck as your chest heaved from your breathing. “Are..you okay?” He asks, slowly, and you look up at him with (happy) tears in your eyes, “After everything you did, do I look okay to you?” You were out of breath, sides still somehow feeling like they were being tickled. “Well…in any case, it doesn't seem like you're embarrassed anymore.” Xavier trails off, his gaze on your bra-clad breasts. His finger slides under the cups to grab your right breast.

“Ah..” you let out a small noise in surprise, back automatically arching to push more into his palm.

“Fuck..” he breathily laughs before he leans his head down to wrap his lips around your nipple. His tongue flicks across the stiffened peak before he nips it between his teeth. “Ouch, Xav..” you wince before a moan slips through your puffy, parted lips as he swipes his tongue against it to soothe the pain.

“Xavi..” your chest felt wet from more than just Xavier's saliva.

“Hey, lift your head for a sec.” You tug him up by his silvery blonde hair and notice his nose was bleeding again. “Again? Are you exhausted today or do you just go wild for breasts?” You sit up to panic over the poor guy, trying to find something to wipe his nose with.

“No..” but his gaze is drawn to your bare breasts once more and you could swear you saw more blood drip from his nose.

Fuck. You needed to find a tissue for him. Why isn't he helping? You glance over at him and can't help but think that he looks kind of cute in a daze like that. Then, you notice he's getting blood on his white shirt. Ugh. Blood stains are a bitch to get off. Uh…

“Ah, seriously…this is so gross but–” you murmur under your breath before you cup his cheek and lean forward. You drag your tongue up his chin and move along the trail of blood. Moving across his lips…but you stop before getting to his nose because that's…just nasty. You weren't licking his nose. You move back and stick your tongue out. “Blegh. I can't believe I did that. You know blood stains– Mmph” Xavier cuts you off with another kiss. This one was more intense than the last. His tongue sliding against yours as one of his hands holds your face by the chin. This kiss was passionate and wet. Saliva drips down your chin and you greedily swallow any that makes it into your mouth.

You turn your head to the side for air and lightly hit him on the back. “You’re getting more blood in my mouth.” You meet Xavier’s eyes but he's clearly gone, out of it. He dips his head back down to kiss you again, gently guiding your body back to the floor for the third time tonight. Your hand grips the back of his shirt as he kisses you harder, lips sloppily colliding and gliding against one another. You feel his hands make their way up your thighs until he's slipping his fingers under your shorts. One hand squeezes your ass, his fingers pressing into the skin.

Your body jerks in surprise as his fingers slowly move toward your center. Legs trying to close on reflex as you felt his middle finger press against your entrance. “X-Xavier?” You manage to choke out, your breath coming out in small pants. “You're so wet…is this all just from kissing?” He asks, seemingly in a daze as his middle finger penetrates you.

Xavier rests his forehead against yours as he presses his finger inside at a slow pace. The digit curling and pressing at odd intervals as if trying to find something. “A-ah..” you can't help the tiny moans that spill from your lips, your hips jerking with every movement from his finger.

“W-wait a second,” you panic as you feel something warm and thick against your inner thigh, and Xavier pulls back for a moment. Your gaze immediately drops to the front of his sweatpants and your eyes widen. “Oh..” “What're you thinking about?” His pretty blue eyes were filled with a hint of darkness, a bit of lust.

You…wanna try it.

“Xavi…do you have any condoms?” You ask, your hands cupping his cheeks to make him look at you. That's when he frowns. “No…shit, do I need to get some?”

Damn it.

“No, it's…fine. We can uh– ah–!” You cut yourself off mid-sentence as Xavier pushes his finger back inside your pussy, a second finger teasing your entrance. “We can still get each other off though, yeah?” He licks his lips before adding a second finger. His hips pressed closer to you so you felt the warmth of his length against your thigh once more. “S-sure,” you hiccup your sentence out as he begins to move both fingers, curling them to press into that spot. You let out a loud moan and roll your hips upward.

A similar moan slips from Xavier's lips as you unintentionally grinded up against him and he grabs your hand, placing it over his clothed dick. “Please?” he asks with a tilt of his head, curling his fingers against your g-spot for good measure. You quickly nod your head, squeezing your head against his length before you begin to rub it.

The silvery blonde haired man continues to fuck you with his fingers, his thumb swiping back and forth over your clit. “Fuck, Xavier!” You arch your hips up with a small whine as you feel something building up in your stomach. Your hand moves against his warm dick, trying your best to jerk him off without going under his clothes, and it seems to be working because he dips his head down to kiss you once more.

“Come for me,” he murmurs against your lips. “Please? Wanna feel your pussy tremble around my fingers.” You felt the thread in your stomach winding tighter and tighter until…

Your body jolts you awake and you sit up in the bed with wide eyes. A dream? No…your sticky, cold panties were telling you otherwise. You slowly turn your gaze to the warm body next to you. How did you both get up to bed?

Whatever. That doesn't matter. You check your phone, quickly silencing your alarm so it doesn't wake Xavier up and you jump up to get dressed.

Yeah, leaving. That sounds great. Especially when assignments can be used as an excuse! You put your pants up before cringing at your wet panties. You sigh, taking them off. Guess you're going commando today…you put the clothes in his laundry hamper and hurry out the door.

Almost a whole day went by and you didn't get a single thing done. You were sitting in a daze for the most part, but now you were reading a mature romance novel. Tara had left a few behind in the dorm so you were distracting yourself with them. Though…they weren't helping much. You were imagining all of the sex scenes in the novel with you and Xavier instead…

You slap yourself and quickly stand up. Snacks. Yeah, snacks could help.

You throw on a jacket and leave the house with your book in hand. You read a few pages as you step into the store, walking straight toward the snacks aisle but stop in front of the adult section. Your eyes scan over a few condom boxes.

If…Xavier had a condom yesterday, you would've had sex, right?

Your cheeks heat up and you shake your head. Were you always this obsessed with sex?

You pick up one of the boxes, looking at it and murmuring, “Ribbed…for her pleasure?” You tilt your head to the side. Would that feel good..? You kind of wanted to know, but you probably wouldn't ever find out. Who would you even do it with? Well…isn't Xavier a viable option? Do you like him? You, honestly, are starting to wonder at this point. You might.

“He might be interested in it…considering what happened yesterday,” you murmur under your breath. Your head curiously turns toward the door as you hear a ding come from someone else entering the small store.

“Oh–”

You really hope he didn't see the condoms in your hand.

You speed walk to the checkout counter, buying the condoms in your momentary panic and drag him outside.

The two of you sit down on a bench in silence.

Maybe…you could ask him now? Or should you say you like him? Would it be rude to ask for sex without even dating?

“So…about yesterday..” Xavier begins and you excitedly look at him, pretending to play it cool when he looks at you. “We both made a mistake because we were drunk…maybe it's best to just forget about it all together–” Though he pauses once he notices the frown on your face. Your head was spinning and your cheeks felt hot. Did you drink today? It definitely felt like you had some alcohol.

Gosh, you're so embarrassed. Why were you thinking he'd ask to do it again?

“Ah…yeah, of course! We'll forget it ever happened. Yup! Just return everything back to normal, okay? Don't act all awkward when you see me again, you hear!” You awkwardly laugh as you hit his back. “It’s nothing special, am I right?”

“Stop that.” Xavier sighs, body barely moving from your hits. “Oh? Your back muscles are really prominent. Have you been working out again?” Your palm presses against his back and he shakes his head, “You know, it would do you some good to pick up some muscle too. I mean seriously, you–” he pauses as he realizes he has his arm wrapped over your shoulders, fingers touching your waist. Your hand was on his chest with your head resting on his shoulder and…This definitely didn't seem like ‘going back to normal’.

“Anyway, I'm gonna go! It's almost time for the dorm curfew so yeah!” Your ankles twist over one another as you try to quickly escape and you're falling toward the ground. “Hey, be careful–!!”

Xavier's arm wraps under your breasts to hold you up from falling and your hand rests on his elbow.

You both stood there for a moment with red faces until you cleared the silence with a nervous question, “Hey, I…Can I come over to your place..?”

Xavier kicks the door closed behind him, already closing in on you. You trip and fall back, the two of you landing on the floor with his hand cushioning your head. He looks over at the stairs before grabbing your arms. “Wrap your arms around my neck.” He tells you and you do it without question.

Suddenly, you're in the air with his hands gripping your ass as he hurries to his room. You can feel something hard– probably his dick– pressing hard between your thighs before he practically tosses you on his bed. Your body bouncing against the mattress as Xavier puts his hands on either side of your waist. You lean back on your elbows as you look up at him, nervously.

“Should I…take this off?” You tilt your head to the side, unzipping your hoodie to reveal your tank top underneath. “Should we?” Xavier lifts his shirt over his head and tosses it somewhere in the room. Then, he's back on top of you.

He pulls down your shorts and panties in one swipe, then your tank top follows so you're only in your sports bra while he's still wearing his sweatpants. His hand moves down to your pussy, tapping his fingertips against your clit before his middle finger dips past your entrance.

“Does it hurt?” He asks, finger gliding in easily with how wet you were. “N-no,” you choke out, doing your best to hold back any noises as he begins to thrust his finger. “I'm ah okay.” Your hips jerk and he holds them down with his other hand. “You're so…wet. Is that normal?” He asks as he adds a second finger. “How would I know!?” Your nails dig into his shoulder and Xavier lets out a hiss between his teeth, “Honestly…I've been hard since we were outside my door.”

“I know, I felt it.” A moan leaves your lips as he moves his fingers faster. Wet squelching sounds come from between your legs as his palm smacks against your clit with every thrust. “X-Xavier!” “I can feel your pussy squeezing around my fingers, are you close?” He questions as he curls your fingers and your body squirms underneath his grip as you cry out and come undone underneath him. “Ah…you didn't even answer me.” He tsks with a small pout.

“I'm…sorry.” An apology slurs from your lips as you try to catch your breath and Xavier pulls his finger out, bringing them up to his lips. He gives them a curious sniff before licking up his fingers, taking in your taste with a small hum.

“Fuck…are you gonna whip it out?” You sit up on your elbows, eyeing the wet spot on the front of his sweatpants and he chuckles, “Alright, greedy girl. I’m getting it out.”

He moves to take off both his sweatpants and boxers before he gets back onto the bed, stroking his dick with one hand. “Hey, grab the condoms.” He jerks his head toward your bag and you roll over to grab it from the floor. You feel a hard slap against your ass as soon as you grab the square packet and jerk your head toward Xavier. “What the hell?” The culprit holds his hands up in defeat and you hand him the condom as you lay on your back.

Xavier rips open the packet with his teeth, one hand still rubbing his cock before he rolls the condom along his length. His pretty pink tip was already leaking precum. He rubs his cock against your clit, coating the condom in your juices and then lightly presses the tip against your hole. “Ah–” you grab Xavier's shoulders to get his attention, “please be gentle?”

He smiles down at you, nodding his head as he slowly pushes inside. He waits a few moments, allowing your pussy to suck more of his length in as you adjust to his size. “It..hurts..” you bite down on your bottom lip. This was nothing like what the romance novel said. What the fuck. “Breathe,” he whispers, resting his forehead against yours. His hand moving down to roll his thumb against your clit. His other hand moves to arch your back, fingers pressing against your spine and a loud moan slips from your lips. Your hands smacking against your mouth in surprise.

“What's this, Y/n?” Xavier scoffs, a grin tugging at his lips. “Does it feel good when I touch your back?” He licks his lips as he lightly scratches his nails against your back. “A-ah, stop–” Another moan leaves you as he begins to move. His hips snapping forward and his balls slap against your ass. “Xav– fuck, please–” You weren’t sure what you were asking for, at this point. He changes the angle of his hips and you gasp out, legs wrapping around his waist as your back arches. “Hnngh!” You roll your hips up to match his thrusts, your gaze on his face to watch as it contorts with pleasure.

“Ahhh..fuck!” Xavier's hips still and you look up at him with a raised brow, “Did you just…” “Fuck, it's my first time too..I'll do better.” He pulls out to tie off the condom and tosses it in his trash can. He leans over to grab another one, rolling it onto his cock as he lines it back up with your pussy.

The pace is as harsh as ever. Skin slapping on skin, wet sounds and moans filling up the otherwise quiet room.

You can't even remember how many times you've came at this point, tied up condoms littering the floor since Xavier missed the trash multiple times. Your hands press against his sweaty chest as your equally sweaty body feels weak. “You said that was the last time!” You gasp out, legs shaky. “You've gotta cum one more time and then we're done, yeah? You can do it for me, right?” He throws one of your legs over his shoulder as he slowly thrusts into you. His thumb rubbing your clit to match his pace. “We'll cum together and then sleep, hmm?” He murmurs, dipping his head down for a soft kiss as he languidly thrusts into you.

You're not even sure if you can cum again, but you can't say no to that pretty face so you tiredly nod your head. Your fingers lightly running through his hair as you felt that stomach heat up. A soft moan slipping into his mouth as you came for the nth time.

Xavier's head turns to the side to break the kiss as he bites his lip and cums at the feeling of your warm pussy spasming around his dick. He pulls out, throwing the condom away once more and collapses next to you, one arm across your stomach. “Night…Xavi.” You yawn, eyes slowly drifting closed.

The next time you wake up, everything comes crashing back to you but you're not as shocked. If anything, you're content with it. You've come to terms with your feelings rather quickly and decided you would run away this time. But when you turn to see Xavier, he’s not there. You frown. Huh…was this how he felt when you weren't next to him before?

You get out of bed, pulling on one of Xavier's shirts as you wobbly walk into the kitchen. He must've cleaned you up since you didn't feel sweaty or sticky. Maybe he's still home..

You pause as you smell something and run to the kitchen like a newborn deer. Xavier can’t cook to save his life so you wanted to salvage the food somehow. You skid to a halt once you notice he's just heating up leftovers in the microwave.

“Oh, so you didn't try to sneak out on me today.” Xavier comments once he spots you behind him, his gaze raking up your bare legs. You snap your fingers and pout, “Hey! Eyes up here, idiot. We're not going at it again yet, I can barely feel my legs.”

“Yet?” He raises an eyebrow, setting a plate down on the counter. “Who says we'll do it again?”

“Mmh..” You pretend to think for a moment before you sheepishly smile, “Your…girlfriend?”

Xavier blinks at you owlishly in surprise before he shakes his head with a small laugh. “Girlfriend…yeah, that sounds nice. Great way to ask someone out, dumb ass.” He carries the plates toward his kitchen table. “Now let's eat before my dumb girlfriend passes away from starvation.”

I'm gonna post this now, before I update TOF since I've got it done! I'm sorry for the abrupt ending, but I'm glad I finished it because apparently Tumblr doesn't like things over 12k. I gotta take note of that for the future..

I hope you guys don't mind that I couldn't go through and use italics and bold. I would have but my Tumblr is being so laggy from the word count that I honestly can't bring myself to do it. Anyways, I'm not sure when I'll write the next ones in this mini-series, but I hope you enjoyed reading through this! It's a lot longer compared to my usual updates. But yeah! ToF updates later on today so I hope you're ready for that!! <3

[thisfrailheart]

prompt: limb | july 6 | jegulus au | suggestive and mature themes, swearing | word count: 773 | @jegulus-microfic

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"Hi, I'm James. Marlene's out sick, so you're stuck with me today."

He's in hell, Regulus is sure of it. This is punishment. Cause he definitely wants to be stuck with that man somewhere. Preferably not at physical therapy, though. And without those horrible gym shorts in the way.

"Regulus?"

Regulus tears his gaze away. James is looking at him expectantly and he realizes he wasn't listening at all. "I'm sorry?"

"Can we get started?," James repeats with an easy smile and Regulus is sweating.

He swallows, nods. "Yeah. Mhm. Yes."

James claps his hands and moves a bit closer to the massage table Regulus is sitting on. "Awesome. Are you comfortable with me touching you?"

So comfortable. So fucking comfortable. "Ungh-"

"Pardon?" Fuck fuck fuck.

"Uh-huh, yes. Definitely. Go for it." What the hell am I saying. James seems a bit confused as well but does reach for the arm Regulus holds out to him. James' hands are pleasantly cold against his overheating skin and Regulus shivers.

James' brow is furrowed as he assesses Regulus' wrist and forearm with deft fingers. "Any pain? Soreness?"

That cologne you're wearing is agony, actually. Sweet, sweet agony. "None."

"How about range of motion? How does it feel? Any issues with tightness?"

"Never had any complaints." WHAT.

James freezes. "Sorry?"

Uh-oh. Regulus coughs. "I don't have any complaints."

James nods and continues, but his gaze lingers a bit and there's a drop of sweat trickling down between Regulus' shoulder blades.

"Can you push against my hand? Yes. Now a bit harder?" LORD.

"Make a fist for me? Yes, just like that. That's good." It is. It really is.

When James finally steps back, his scent lingers right there for a few seconds and Regulus actually has to bite back a moan.

"Alright. The healing process is going well, from what I can tell. You're definitely on track and should be right as rain in no time. I'd like to do some strengthening exercises and finish off with some stretches. How does that sound?"

"Brilliant!," Regulus says and it comes out a bit too loud and a bit too forceful and he blushes. But James laughs.

"I like the enthusiasm. A lot of people are quite peeved about being here. And rightfully so. Who wants broken bones?," he shrugs and hands Regulus a variety of brightly colored balls to squeeze. "But PT after a fracture or trauma is really very important to hopefully avoid long-term issues. Not that you have to worry about that. You'll have your arm back soon."

James switches him to another exercise and Regulus almost drools when the man demonstrates and the veins in his arm pop.

"I don't miss it. I'm left-handed so I don't really use it anyway," Regulus babbles, unable to stop the word vomit.

A grin from James and Regulus' heart flips in his chest. "It's good that you're not struggling too much while you're healing. But you should still take care of your non-dominant hand, especially a broken one. Never know when you might need it." And when he reaches for Regulus' hand and guides him through the stretches to end their session, Regulus has to bite his tongue to keep the whine from tumbling past his lips. "Hmm, exactly like that. Slow down a bit. Yes. Very good."

Blood is rushing in Regulus' ears and threatening to rush other places, too. He's actually thinking about throwing himself down the stairs at home and hoping for the worst. Broken leg, maybe? Might also go all out and try to lose a limb. Longer recovery time.

What the hell am I even thinking. I'm worse than Sirius when he met that teacher and wanted to go back to uni.

"Earth to Regulus?"

"Huh? I mean…sorry?" Get a grip, god.

"We're done for today. Your next session will be with Marlene, as per usual. I hope I won't see you here again," James says and it sounds like something he tells patients but he fucking winks before he ducks out of the room.

Regulus grins. We'll see about that.

Six weeks later and Regulus is demonstrating just how well his wrist has healed by shoving his hand into James' jeans in the alley behind the club. "Thought you didn't want to see me again?"

"Not as…a patient," James pants, breath hot on Regulus' face.

"No?" A quick twist and James moans.

"Definitely— Definitely not."

"Good to know. But I might still need your professional help."

James' blinks, immediately concerned. "What's wrong? Is it your wrist?"

Regulus smirks. "My wrist is fine. I'm about to ruin my knees, though."

[moxleys-darlin]

The Tribal Chief's Respite

Pairing: Roman/Yuta, implied Shield/BCC/Renee

Summary: Roman is burnt out from the "Tribal Chief" persona, the twins call in reinforcements.

Disclaimer: I don't claim anything but the idea; characters (unfortunately) and gifs aren't mine

(Gifs aren't mine)

Respite: a short period of rest or relief from something difficult or unpleasant.

Roman stalks into his hotel room and throws his duffle bag on his bed, his cousins walking close behind him. He sighs angrily when they act like they're not going to leave despite there only being one bed.

"You two don't have to stay, you can go."

"Aw, come on Uce, we can hang out for a bit, it's been a long night." Jey shrugs, heading to the chair in the corner, but stopping when he notices the heated look on Roman's face.

"Exactly, sorry but I've had enough of people tonight, I'd like to be alone." Roman sits heavily on the bed, scrubbing his face. His phone buzzes, so he checks it, and his frown deepens.

Tesoro 💙: I'm sorry Chief, I can't get away. I will try to call you tonight if I have a chance. H is trying to kill me 🙄

He sends back a quick message letting him know that it's okay, that he understands and can't wait for his call later. He gets back the kiss emoji and he decides to silence his phone and put it on the charger.

"Uce, you sure you want to be alone?"

Roman startles, forgetting about Jimmy and Jey being in the room, he flops back on the bed, hand over his eyes.

"Yeah, I really would, I'm tired and I'm done with today. Let Heyman know that I don't want to hear anything about work until Monday at the earliest." With his eyes covered Roman never notices the look that passes between the twins or Jimmy checking his phone and smiling.

"Sure Uce, whatever you say, we'll head out, just text us if you need anything."

Roman waves his other hand in goodbye and hears the door close. He sighs heavily when he hears the twins speaking lowly, probably to each other about his moodiness. He feels bad about how he dismissed his cousins, but he is just so exhausted tonight, this persona of his is making him tired and irritable. He really liked it in the beginning, relished in it really, because after Mox left, he wanted away from the Shield “Big Dog” persona that everyone booed.

As time went on though, with the abuse he had to put Jey through, it started to weigh on him. Now some fans find him boring, call him a part-time wrestler due to his new schedule and contract, and want him to drop the championship. Seth told him to stay off social media because those fans didn’t know what they were talking about and there were way more fans that love him and this championship reign. Roman scrubs his face again and swings his legs around, sitting up, to check his phone again. His hand is on the phone when he hears a knock on the door.

“I told you I’m not in the mood for company guys, go on and have a good night.” Roman calls out and is frustrated as the person knocks on the door again.

“I swear guys if y’all don’t-“ He yanks the door open to yell at his cousins when he is stunned into silence.

"You gonna make me go away too, alofa (love)? I did make sure I got all of your favorites, so I hope that gives me enough brownie points to be allowed to stay."

"Yuta? What are you doing here, baby? How-you're supposed to be at Rampage wrestling tonight, it's a live show." Yuta shrugs.

"I got done with everything early, then I got a message from the twins saying that you were being. a grouchy menace, so I told Regal and Mox I was going to come and keep you company. So," Yuta drawls out. "Can I come in? Or do I have to take all these treats and share them with the twins?"

Yuta giggles as Roman takes the drink holder out of his hand and grabs his wrist, dragging him into the room, with his other hand. Roman sets the drinks down on the dresser, then takes the bags from Yuta's hand, sitting them on the bed, and pulls Yuta into his chest, hugging him tightly. Yuta relishes in the heat of Roman's body, nuzzling into his chest until Roman pulls him back slightly. He puts his hands on Yuta's cheeks, tilts his face up, and kisses him deeply.

"Hey, I'm here. I don't know what's wrong, but I want to make you feel better, okay?" Yuta pulls back from the kiss and brushes his nose across Roman's jaw. "I didn't know how I could help so after I got the text, I went to the people that know you the best and asked for ideas to cheer you up." Yuta pulls back from Roman's arms and heads toward the bed to the bags.

"You did? Baby, you could have shown up empty-handed and I would've been happy." Roman skims his fingertips down Yuta's back, relishing in his baby's shivers. "Just what goodies did you bring to make me less grouchy, baby boy?" Roman whispers, leaning down across the younger man's back so that his lips touch Yuta's ear.

"I," Yuta clears his throat. "Mox told me about the Shield tradition, how after a bad match, you guys would make hot chocolate and relax together. I couldn't make it, but Starbucks was still open, so I decided to order us some. While I was there I saw these chocolate croissants and I remembered how much you love chocolate when you're stressed."

You're the sweetest, baby-"

"I'm not done, Ro! So, then Seth told me about this traditional Hawaiian dish that you love but can't find sometimes, so I did some digging and found a place on the way here that has really good reviews, now we have Musubi for dinner!" Roman's sour mood almost disappears at Yuta’s excitement about his accomplishments. “Finally, Renee told me the ultimate secret. She said that Seth kinda hates Monsters and how they taste so you don’t drink them around him because he won’t kiss you. Then I thought, if I can kiss Mox after he chain smokes, I can absolutely kiss you with your Monster breath as long, of course, as it’s my favorite kind.” Yuta winks, laughing when Roman rolls his eyes and kisses Yuta.

“So, they just told you all my secrets, huh?” Roman jokes as he goes for their hot chocolates, sitting on the bed with his back against the headboard.

He hands Yuta his drink when he settles in next to Roman, taking the croissant his baby is offering him. Taking a drink of the hot chocolate, he sighs as he remembers the nights he and his Hounds would sit around, cuddled up, and relaxing.

“Wanna tell me what’s wrong? What’s making you so upset?”

Roman takes a minute to get his thoughts collected, then decides to just lay it all out and be brutally honest. Yuta just listens, only interrupting to get clarification or give some advice. When the drinks and croissants are gone, Roman is feeling much lighter, Yuta had finished his snack a bit earlier than him and had been drawing patterns on Roman’s thigh, keeping him calm.

“I’m just frustrated, and I hate how I have to treat my family, I hate how I have to cheat to win almost every match, and I hate that people seem bored with me. I wish I could work with Seth or Mox again; I miss how easy and flawless it was, I just miss them.” Roman sighs and Yuta rolls himself over on his chest, propping himself up by his elbow.

“Why don’t you and I go take a shower and relax, we’ll get clean, come back and eat, and maybe I’ll give you a back massage. It may not cure you completely, but hopefully, it helps a little bit.” Roman swears he falls a little more in love with Yuta.

“Yeah baby, that sounds amazing.” Yuta's smile brightens and he rolls out of the bed.

“Perfect! Stay right there, I’ll go turn on the shower and get it ready.” He runs off before Roman can answer.

Roman smiles when he hears the shower start running and reaches over to grab his phone, shooting off a text to one of his group chats.

OGs ❤️ (Roman’s Phone)

Me: Y’all just giving away all my secrets to Baby Boy huh?

Tesoro 💙: Awww he made it? That’s great!

Canada ❤️: You needed some tender, loving care and Yuta is magical at that

Cucciolo 🐺: Let the Pup take care of you, Big Dog. You’re grumpy and angry, J&J said so… we love you, go relax and text us tomorrow

“Roman! The water’s ready! Come here.” Roman’s glad that Yuta isn’t in the room to see him almost fall off the bed with how fast he moves to get to his boyfriend.

He walks into the bathroom to see Yuta surrounded by the steam, smiling when Yuta beckons him over with the crook of his finger. He puts himself in his lover’s hands, shivering as Yuta skims his fingers up Roman’s sides as he pulls his shirt off, and throws it on the floor near the door. Yuta places his hands on the waistband of his sweatpants and looks into Roman’s eyes shyly.

“May I? Or do you want to do this part?”

Roman puts his hands on top of Yuta’s and pushes his pants down an inch or so, moving his hands to his baby’s face, stroking. He groans as Yuta kneels, taking his pants down to the floor and hears his lover gasp as he realizes Roman isn’t wearing underwear. Yuta keeps eye contact as he helps Roman step out of the pants, a small blush coloring his cheeks. Roman puts his hand down to help Yuta up, then takes his time stripping Yuta of his clothes and steps into the shower with him.

His lover refuses to let Roman do anything except tell him what product to use.

“Mox uses 2-in-1, and everyone else’s things are different. Seth and Mox told me you’re particular about your products, so I want to make sure I know what to use for you.”

Roman is speechless and can’t think of a response that doesn’t make him sound like he’s ready to sell his soul to Yuta. He chooses to kiss the life out of his baby instead while Yuta scrubs his body with a rag and his body wash only pulling away so Yuta can scrub his legs and thighs quickly.

“I love the smell of your body wash,” Yuta groans as he buries his face in Roman’s neck for a moment. “I can’t reach your hair though.” Yuta pouts as he backs away and looks up into Roman’s face.

His baby’s eyes grow wide, and his mouth drops as Roman turns around and gently kneels in front of Yuta.

“Does this work Baby Boy?” Roman looks back, smirking when he sees Yuta’s slack face and chuckles when his lover shakes his head to clear the cobwebs.

“Ye-Yeah that’s perfect, Big Dog.”

Roman growls lowly as Yuta buries his fingers in his long hair. He usually only lets Renee or Seth do this, sometimes even Regal, but Yuta is being so sweet and gentle trying not to hurt Roman. His baby listens attentively as he explains how he takes care of his hair in the shower, groaning deeply when he feels Yuta run the comb through his hair.

“I’m sorry, did that hurt? I was trying-“

“Shh, you’re okay baby, that definitely wasn’t a sound of pain. You’re doing perfect sweet boy.” Roman tips his head back to look up at Yuta and reaches his hand back to grab Yuta’s and gets him to continue.

Yuta finishes Roman’s hair and helps him stand back up. His lover tries to protest when Roman goes to give him the same treatment but lets him do as he pleases when Roman persists.

“Come on alofa (love), let’s get out, dry off, and eat something, if I know you, you haven’t had much today.”

Roman lets Yuta dry him off and after he does the same, they put on sweatpants but leave their chests bare. Yuta leaves him to finish his hair care to set up the food. Roman comes out to the food on the dresser and Yuta sitting on the edge of the bed with a comb and a hair tie.

“Come here and sit in front of me, Mox taught me to braid using Bryan, he said you like your hair braided and played with. Just tell me if I pull too hard or hurt you.” Yuta gets quiet for a second but continues. “I don’t want to make your night worse.” Roman walks over and grabs Yuta’s face, bending over and kissing him deeply, and he smiles when his baby whimpers as he pulls away.

“The only way you would make my night worse is if you left right now, not that I would let you, of course.” He chuckles and pecks a kiss on Yuta’s lips again. “If Mox taught you, it’ll be perfect, and I absolutely love your fingers and how they feel, especially in my hair.” Roman lifts Yuta’s hands and kisses his fingertips.

Yuta reaches back to grab a pillow and puts it on the floor so Roman is comfortable then helps Roman sit on the floor in front of him. Yuta makes quick work of the braid, face reddening each time Roman growls or moans when he tugs on the strands a certain way. Yuta finally reaches the end of the braid and wraps the hair tie around it, tugging gently so that Roman’s head is tipped back and kisses him on the forehead.

“All done, Chief, now let’s get some food and watch a movie, then maybe I’ll give you a massage if you’re lucky.”

Roman gets off the floor, going to grab the food from the dresser and a few drinks from the hotel’s refrigerator. He turns around and his heart stutters when he sees Yuta leaning against the headboard of the bed. He sets the food down by Yuta and grabs his phone from the side table.

“Don’t move baby, stay just like that.” Roman snaps a couple of photos while Yuta laughs and covers his face when he realizes what’s happening.

“Roman!” Yuta groans as his phone goes off with a text message to the Polycule group chat. “No more pictures, come sit with me and eat, Harry Potter is on and it’s almost over so that’s perfect.” Yuta pats the bed, urging Roman to come sit with him.

Roman laughs as Yuta tries the Musubi for the first time, having to tell him it’s okay if he doesn’t like it, kissing Yuta’s pout off his face.

“But it’s one of your favorites, Ro. I, at least, want to like it!”

“Seth hates it too, I don’t even think Claudio or Mox likes it either, maybe only Renee or Regal can eat it, they don’t love it but they like it.” Roman chuckles.

Dinner and Harry Potter pass without incident after Roman gets Yuta some leftovers from the fridge that he’s sure was one of the twins’ food, but they’ll get over it. Yuta ends up curled against Roman’s chest as they finish the movie, subconsciously drawing patterns on Roman’s chest and stomach. His fingers draw up his bigger lover’s chest to his neck, and he lets them bury themselves into Roman’s beard. Roman growls as Yuta scratches at his jaw and pets through his beard.

“Baby Boy, you are definitely not watching the movie.” Roman rumbles out.

“Hmm… no I’m not Chief, have I ever told you how much I love these greys in your beard?” Yuta asks as he nuzzles his nose along Roman’s jaw. “Why don’t you turn over and lay flat, alofa (love), I think you’ve earned that massage now.” Yuta whispers as he leans close to Roman’s ear, nipping at his earlobe sweetly.

“I think you were secretly sent to kill us all slowly, angelo (angel).” Roman groans out as he lies on his stomach.

“Kill you? No, more like torture, but none of the others would ever believe you, I’m too sweet to be found out.” Roman’s chuckle is cut off as Yuta seats himself on Roman’s lower back, grinding down slightly to tease him. “Oops, sorry about that, Big Dog.”

“The Devil, I swear.” Roman growls out, feeling a shiver roll down his back as Yuta runs his fingers down his back, leaning down to kiss the back of Roman’s neck.

“You’re so tense, Chief.”

Roman has no chance to answer as Yuta starts massaging his back in earnest, all playfulness put aside as his lover focuses on the knots in his back. Roman is sure he dozes off after a few minutes, waking back up when Yuta resettles on his back and puts lotion on him to help him relax further. He tries to move, but Yuta refuses to let him and lays down next to Roman on his back. He pulls Roman closer to him, leading him to lie on Yuta’s chest, scratching his back to get him back asleep.

“Shh rest alofa (love), get some sleep and I’ll be right here when you wake up tomorrow.” Roman does as he’s told without a fight, exhaustion suddenly overwhelming him.

Yuta grabs Roman’s phone from where it was thrown on the bed earlier, finding the group chat he needs.

OGs ❤️ (Roman’s Phone)

Me: It’s Yuta, got him relaxed and resting, I’ll call tomorrow

Tesoro 💙: Damn, you were definitely the right choice for calming him down, so proud of you baby

Cucciolo 🐺: Well shit Pup, you blow him?

Canada ❤️: Jon! Great work babe! Knew you could help him settle and relax! Let us know how you are tomorrow! We love you!

Cucciolo 🐺: What?! That’s what I would’ve done. Love ya Pup, get some rest too.

Tesoro 💙: Love you baby!

Me: Love y’all too, good night

Yuta sends off a quick text to the twins telling them the same thing and locks the phone, placing it on the table next to him. He looks at Roman, who is sleeping peacefully, and smiles, knowing that he is the reason that Roman is happy and content, at least for tonight. He can’t help but feel so in love with this man. He makes sure that Roman is comfortable on him, then lays back, relaxes, and closes his eyes, joining his lover in sleep.

Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoy! Much love!! My brain wouldn't work for Chapter 3 of Do You Still Love Me? (but it is coming soon!) so I wrote this!

A HUGE thank you to @sinderellanightwolf, who I'm surprised hasn't gone crazy from getting 3AM messages from me, you have been such a huge help! And to IperOuranos who has been reading snippets of this for me as well! Also, @sarahcakes613, here's another Roman/Yuta for you!

[coolstorysister]

lyric starters 22

I did my time and I want out!

Go dig your graves.

I'm done!

It has begun.

I'm not the only one.

This is nothing new.

The hate was all we had.

Who needs another mess?

We could start over.

Just look me in the eyes and say I'm wrong.

Now there's only emptiness...

I think we're done.

I tried to tell you.

Is this what you want?

I can feel death, can see it's beady eyes.

Life is cruel and unforgiving.

I wanna feel alive.

I'm caught up in a fantasy.

I swear I never wanna let them down.

People really wanna cut me out.

I've come too far to give in now.

It's a trap!

Yeah, I know that.

Maybe just ignore it.

It'll go away.

Everybody knows somebody with something to hide.

Grandma wouldn't hurt a fly.

She had a bad temper.

I was getting high in the bathroom.

Don't drink and drive.

Don't ask too many questions or you'll never get to sleep.

There's a hole inside you.

He took a while to die.

That dog bites my kid, I'll kill it!

Don't walk where you can't see your feet.

Don't ask questions.

This town won't get no better, will it?

It's the last thing you wanted.

I think I'm falling back in love with you.

How many times will I do this and you'll still believe?

Tell me, which side are you on?

Give me some tips to forget you.

Have I become one of your problems?

Could it be easy this once?

Did my love aid and abet you?

I'll ruin it all over.

I'll ruin it for you.

I'll ruin it all over and over, like I always do.

I'll be there.

Just know this too shall pass.

I got hit by a truck.

I got touched by God and it fucked me up.

The truth of it is I'm in love with you.

Take a look to the sky just before you die. It's the last time you will.

I can't get enough.

I like it rough.

I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all.

You're not the only one.

This life is filled with hurt.

Trust me and take my hand.

Anger and agony are better than misery.

Trust me, I've got a plan.

I'm here to save you.

I'm always here for you.

You'll thank me later.

I can see my life flashing before my eyes.

Did I fall asleep?

Is this all a dream?

I'm living a nightmare.

I will not die.

I will survive.

I'll wait here for you.

You are the sun.

You are the only one.

My heart is blue.

Do you know what it's like when you wish you were someone else?

I don't wanna feel like this tomorrow.

I don't wanna live like this today.

Make me feel better.

I wanna feel better.

You make me feel better.

It's time to let it go.

The world's got a funny way of turning around on you.

Don't sweat it.

Stop pretending!

You thought you got the best of me. You were wrong.

You were my family.

I can't seem to understand it.

You tried.

Are you happy with your role?

It's funny to me how you've turned into such a joke.

The world will never be what I expected.

Who would have guessed it?

It's never too late.

Now and again we try to just stay alive.

Maybe we'll turn it all around.

The world we knew won't come back.

The life we had won't be ours again.

I can't escape this hell.

I can't control myself.

So what if you can see the darkest side of me?

No one will ever change this animal I have become.

Somebody help me tame this animal!

I can't escape myself.

[natswritingz]

Sexting next door / Sam x Reader

Note : This is my first fic in I don’t know how long, I tried my hardest so I really hope at least someone can enjoy this lol, also might be typos!

Words : 2.4k

Warnings : Sexting, exchanging pictures, dirty dirty talking, talk of oral/penetration/dry humping, swearing, lots of stuff.

The last week had been occupied with a hunt which ended with the three of you searching the woods for an old cemetery, laying all the buried souls to rest. Working with the Winchesters made the gigs easier. You found some joy in their presence, especially around Sammy.

You guys obviously had crushed on eachother, Sammy made the most moves while you took them as innocent jokes. You just didn't want to complicate anything for anyone.

You all had just got back to the motel, while the brothers shared a room like always, you got your own right next door. Your phone sat next to you as you pried off your dirt caked boots, hidden graveyards were something else. The device chimed with Sams assigned ringtone, you grabbed it in eagerness.

"You get settled in?"

You smiled at the text, he knew how to make you feel special even if it's a simple check in. You struggled with a response that sounded natural, typing then deleting, you finally wrote one and went with it.

"Yeah, just got the boots off lol"

"Are you getting anything good on the tv?"

"Nope, nothing"

That was a lie, you haven't even looked at the tv yet, but he didn't know that. You began unbuttoning your grimy top, feeling the cool air nip at your skin while the material still hung on your shoulders. You bit your lip as you typed another text to follow your previous one.

"Finally getting out of these clothes too"

You locked your phone quickly with embarrassment, you couldn't believe what you just sent. He was your friend, but the entire day he had been constantly flirting which made the temptation even harder to resist. The phone chimed after what felt like ages.

"Me too, I was able to get the shower first"

You read the text through squinted eyes, terrified to read his response with fully opened eyes. Your mind trailed to the image of him without anything on, the warm water running down his toned body, it made your heart race.

"Just about to get in"

You nervously pulled at your lip while intently watching the screen.

"Maybe I should hop in too, hot water sounds amazing right now"

"Do it, I'll keep you company ;)"

The wink confirmed it. He was leaving an opening for you to accept or decline before pursuing anything more.

"I'm taking off my clothes right now, what are you doing?"

"Turning the shower on, already undressed"

"I wish I could see that"

He opened it and hasn't responded in a while, you completely fucked it up. You cursed at yourself before seeing the tiny text bubble come up and disappear a few times until one finally came in.

"I wish I could see you take off those jeans, I could not stop staring at your ass today. All I wanted to do was pounce on you, you've been all I could think of."

You gulped at his message, this was would be your first time sexting, you were already loving it. You felt yourself getting excited at his message, reading it over and over. You pulled your shirt off the rest of the way.

"You were looking? That's very unprofessional of you, Sammy. If only I knew, I would've been 'accidentally' grinding against you all day."

Both of your tones suddenly changed, it wasn't the laid back no-period texts you normally exchanged, it was dirty and intriguing. You couldn't wait for him to respond.

"If you had done that, I don't think I would've been able to control myself."

"What would you have done? I would've loved to feel you press against my ass, I'm clenching my thighs just thinking about it."

"I would've pulled you into the nearest room and commanded you to grind against me until you came in your pretty panties."

You groaned at the thought, Sammy made dry humping sound hot, he could probably make any sexual act sound compelling.

"How do you know what panties I wear?"

You found yourself completely wrapped in texting back and forth you forgot about your plans to shower. Deciding to get comfortable, you leaned back onto the comforter. You were invested in where this was going, a shower could wait, unlike this.

"I've done your laundry and seen you in your undergarments before. I think I pretty much know everything about you, Y/N."

"I'm imaging my lace covered pussy grinding against your bulge covered by your boxers. It would feel so good to have you rub against me. I'd be soaking through my panties you could definitely see it dampening both our cloths."

You wanted to get dirtier so you tested the water, you wrote the first thing you thought of. It may have been a little too forward but your lust clouded all rational thinking.

"Jesus. My imagination might not be doing this scenario justice, I think we'd have to try it out next time we see eachother."

The elation in you grew with each suggestion.

"And when will that be?"

"If you keep it up, soon. Have you stripped yet?"

Sam was a great dom, he wanted everything to be in his control and you couldn't help but like it. You could trust him with control.

"I've been so busy with our little daydreams, I forgot I was even going to shower. Laying in bed still partially clothed."

"Take your pants off now, then give your ass a nice spank for me. Make it sting."

You followed his orders, placing the phone to your side as you lifted your hips to remove the jeans. You held the phone again as you flipped, now laying on your stomach, you used your free hand to rub on your cheek before giving it a sharp smack.

"Both are done, I'm thinking this might leave a mark?"

You raised your phone in a rush of confidence, snapping a photo of your ass and the handprint that reddened with time, attaching it to your message, and sending it without any hesitation. The mark was not as big as Sam could do and you dearly wished it was his hand instead.

"Fucking hell Y/N, I was not expecting that. You're making me want to come over right now to fuck you senseless."

"What do I do next? Still have my panties and bra on."

"Take your bra off baby girl, play with your nipples till they're both hard. Pinch them, flick them, be rough with it."

It was easy for you to follow his words, you found yourself loving his demands and dominance, you could keep following them for hours. You held yourself up with an elbow, you pinched the tip hard between your fingertips, rolling them slightly for more stimulation. You moaned with each uncoordinated flick.

"They're feeling so sensitive now."

You attached another picture, your tits in frame with your now erect and red nipples. After his reaction with the last one, you wanted to get more from him.

"So so perfect. Picture I'm there, sucking and biting on them. My warm breath fanning your soft skin. I want to make you feel good."

"You're making me feel good right now, I can't believe we're actually doing this."

"We can stop whenever you get uncomfortable, I want you to be good with all of this."

His message made you smile through the lust, he really did care about you. It wasn't the most ideal timing, but you could easily get worked back up again with his skills.

"Sorry, never wanna stop this <3"

You shook your head with a small laugh as you flirted.

"Good, me neither. You still have your panties on like a good girl?"

"Haven't taken them off yet, you haven't told me to."

"Sounds like someone's enjoying being bossed around, huh? What if I told you to suck me off, would you do it?"

"I'd let you throat fuck me. I want to gasp for my breath when you finally pull from my mouth."

"Your lips look perfect for my cock, I want to see them wrapped around me as I thrust into your mouth."

"I want you to be as rough as you can, Sammy."

You flipped over to your back once again, your hand dipping into your undies, rubbing soft circles over your clit as you awaited another message. You wanted to invite him over that instant but you had to resist the urge, sexting was fun and a good first step for the two of you.

"I've finally entered the shower, I'm stroking myself to the pictures you sent me. Kinda hard keeping the phone dry."

You laughed a little to yourself at the end of his message.

"Your turn?"

Not that your heart hadn't been pounding the entire time, your recent text made it even faster. You bit your lip in anticipation, you couldn't lie to yourself, you've always wondered what he was packing. And just like that, you revived a picture. Your jaw clenched at his size and width, you weren't entirely sure you'd be able to fit him if you ever got to doing this stuff in person. It was hot and impressive.

"How am I going to fit all of you? I don't think any amount of wetness would prepare me for you."

"We'll make it fit princess, I wanna see your warm pussy stretch around me. Fuuuck, I want you so bad Y/N."

"I want you bad too, maybe our next session can be face to face. I can't imagine how you'll make me feel when I have your hands on me instead of my own."

"You touching yourself right now? I don't remember telling you to stop playing with your tits."

"I couldn't take it anymore, I was aching for some relief."

That was true, your pussy throbbed for attention to the point it hurt to not touch yourself. No one else had this affect over you, making you soak through your lace like nothing.

"Fine, you can touch yourself as long as you don't cum until I allow you, and take it easy, I want you to enjoy this."

"Yes, Sammy."

You slowed down, rubbing slow circles on your aroused clit. Everything was heightened and sensitive, what was he doing to you?

"I'm touching myself, paced instead of rushed. I wish this was your hand. Not gonna lie, I constantly think of how good your large hands would feel on my body."

"Where?"

His response was immediate after he quickly read your message, considering what he told you just a little ago, you knew he was getting off to your little conversation.

"On my ass, in my pussy, around my throat. Even you holding my hands above my head or behind my back sounds like a pleasure. I want you to touch and explore every part of me."

The typing bubble appeared just as it did when he responded to every other text, this time you cut off his response with another one of your own, you wanted to get him really worked up.

"For future reference, I'd probably cum instantly with your tongue on my clit and your fingers in me as deep as they'd go."

You weren't a newbie when it came to sex, you knew what you wanted in the bedroom. Being a hunter and constantly hopping town to town, you had your occasional one night stand to release the stress that came with your job.

"Oh really? You want me buried in you while tasting you all at once? I can do that for you princess, I've been wanting to taste you. I'd eat you out till you came on my tongue then I'd make you kiss me, deep."

"You already know I'd return the favor."

You referred back to your message you sent not long ago about going down on him.

"We haven't even talked about getting to the main act and you've got me almost cumming. I had to slow my pace in order to not finish."

You smirked at his reply, biting your lip with a small groan as you still touched yourself. You were hoping you had the same effect on him that he had on you.

"Let's get onto the main act then. How'd you want to fuck me?"

"I can think of a few ways... But I most definitely want to see myself slide in and out of you. I want to enjoy every bit."

"Maybe my hands holding onto the back of my thighs while laying on my back? Everything would be on display."

"I could put your legs up on my shoulders and get really deep in you. Wouldn't that feel good?"

"I'd be seeing stars. And I would not be able to walk afterwards. Feeling you brush against my cervix repeatedly with your big cock, you're gonna fill me so good."

"Y/N you're gonna make me cum. Speed up."

With his permission, you started to rub faster. You moaned loudly, forgetting about anyone else in the seedy motel.

"Fuck, keep moaning."

You blushed in embarrassment, he could hear you from their rooms bathroom which definitely meant Dean could hear you, the strangers on the opposite side didn't concern you. You allowed yourself to moan with each lap, not holding back the cries. You went on for a minute before diverting your attention back to the phone.

"Imagine how much louder I'd be with you inside me."

"I've been thinking about all the noises you'd be making the entire time. You sound so hot. Are you close?"

"Yeah Sammy, I'm almost there."

Your breathing pattern became rapid and harsh, small wines escaping your lips as you played yourself to perfection.

"Beg for permission to cum."

You groaned at his response.

"Please let me cum, please Sam, I'm not sure I can hold it."

It was hard enough holding back your release but even harder to beg with one hand.

"You can cum baby, just cause you've been so good."

Your body released the tension, the relief rolling in as you came in your panties, finally. It hit you hard, your hips shaking as you moaned louder than earlier. You couldn't deny it, you never orgasmed like that when you were doing it solo.

"I couldn't help but finish to your moans"

His response was like his usual ones, not so formal and more playful. You could get used to seeing both sides regularly.

"We should do this more often, or try it in person, either one"

"I am 100% on board with that"

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Y/N L/N AND THE HALFBLOODS

Percy Jackson X Reader

-Y/N L/N met Percy Jackson and everything is now ruined.

Chapter 22: Then It Ended

As soon as we came, Annabeth ang Grover tackled me. We were the first heroes to return alive to Half-Blood Hill since Luke, so of course everybody treated us as if we'd won some reality-TV contest. According to camp tradition, we wore laurel wreaths to a big feast prepared in our honor, then led a procession down to the bonfire, where we got to burn the burial shrouds our cabins had made for us in our absence.

Annabeth's shroud was so beautiful—gray silk with embroidered owls— Percy told her it seemed a shame not to bury her in it. She punched him and told him to shut up. Percy being the son of Poseidon, he didn't have any cabin mates, so the Ares cabin had volunteered to make his shroud. They'd taken an old bedsheet and painted smiley faces with X'ed-out eyes around the border, and the word LOSER painted really big in the middle.

As I was still unclaimed, Hermes cabin had made me one. (Just... IDK go crazy with your shroud IG) It was fun to burn. As Apollo's cabin led the sing-along and passed out s'mores, Percy and I was surrounded by my Hermes cabinmates, Annabeth's friends from Athena, and Grover's satyr buddies, who were admiring the brand-new searcher's license he'd received from the Council of Cloven Elders. The council had called Grover's performance on the quest "Brave to the point of indigestion. Horns-and-whiskers above anything we have seen in the past." The only ones not in a party mood were Clarisse and her cabinmates, whose poisonous looks told me they'd never forgive us for disgracing their dad. That was okay with me. Even Dionysus's welcome-home speech wasn't enough to dampen my spirits. "Yes, yes, so the little brats didn't get themselves killed and now they'll have an even bigger head. Well, huzzah for that. In other announcements, there will be no canoe races this Saturday...." Going back to the cabin I finally had time to talk to Luke. Who just expressed his relief of me being fine, and how he was scared when Annabeth told everyone about me. No wonder everyone was so shocked seeing me come back with Percy. On the Fourth of July, the whole camp gathered at the beach for a fireworks display by cabin nine. Being Hephaestus's kids, they weren't going to settle for a few lame red-white-and-blue explosions. They'd anchored a barge offshore and loaded it with rockets the size of Patriot missiles. According to Annabeth, who'd seen the show before, the blasts would be sequenced so tightly they'd look like frames of animation across the sky. The finale was supposed to be a couple of hundred-foot-tall Spartan warriors who would crackle to life above the ocean, fight a battle, then explode into a million colors. As Annabeth, Percy and I were spreading a picnic blanket, Grover showed up to tell us good-bye. He was dressed in his usual jeans and T-shirt and sneakers, but in the last few weeks he'd started to look older, almost high-school age. His goatee had gotten thicker. He'd put on weight. His horns had grown at least an inch, so he now had to wear his rasta cap all the time to pass as human. "I'm off," he said. "I just came to say ... well, you know." I tried to feel happy for him. After all, it wasn't every day a satyr got permission to go look for the great god Pan. But it was hard saying good-bye. I'd only known Grover a year, yet he was my oldest friend. Annabeth and I gave him a hug. She told him to keep his fake feet on. I asked him where he was going to search first. "Kind of a secret," he said, looking embarrassed. "I wish you could come with me, guys, but humans and Pan ..." "We understand," Annabeth said. "You got enough tin cans for the trip?" "Yeah." "And you remembered your reed pipes?" "Jeez, Annabeth," he grumbled. "You're like an old mama goat." But he didn't really sound annoyed. He gripped his walking stick and slung a backpack over his shoulder. He looked like any hitchhiker you might see on an American highway. "Well," he said, "wish me luck." He gave Annabeth and I another hug. He clapped Percy on the shoulder, then headed back through the dunes. Fireworks exploded to life overhead: Hercules killing the Nemean lion, Artemis chasing the boar, George Washington (who, by the way, was a son of Athena) crossing the Delaware. "Hey, Grover," Percy called. He turned at the edge of the woods. "Wherever you're going—I hope they make good enchiladas." Grover grinned, and then he was gone, the trees closing around him. "We'll see him again," Annabeth said. July passed. I spent my daysplanning out strategies with Luke for capture-the-flag and making alliances with the other cabins to keep the banner out of Ares's hands. I got to the top of the climbing wall for the first time without getting scorched by lava. From time to time, Percy and I would walk past the Big House, he'd glance up at the attic windows, and think about the Oracle.

I tried to convince him that its prophecy had come to completion. "You shall go west, and face the god who has turned." "Been there, done that—even though the traitor god had turned out to be Ares rather than Hades." "You shall find what was stolen, and see it safe returned." "Check. One master bolt delivered. One helm of darkness back on Hades." "You shall be betrayed by one who calls you a friend." Percy recited. "Ares had pretended to be our friend, then betrayed us. That must be what the Oracle meant.... Or maybe Nereid?"

"And you shall fail to save what matters most, in the end." He sighed. "I had failed to save my mom and lost you..."

"So why are you still uneasy?" The last night of the summer session came all too quickly. The campers had one last meal together. We burned part of our dinner for the gods. At the bonfire, the senior counselors awarded the end-of-summer beads. Percy and I got our own leather necklace, and when I saw the bead for my first summer. The design was pitch black, with a sea-green trident shimmering in the center.

"This is so beautiful..." I smiled to Percy. "The choice was unanimous," Luke announced. "This bead commemorates the first Son of the Sea God at this camp, and the quest he undertook into the darkest part of the Underworld to stop a war!" The entire camp got to their feet and cheered. Even Ares's cabin felt obliged to stand. Athena's cabin steered Annabeth to the front so she could share in the applause. I'm not sure I'd ever felt as happy or sad as I did at that moment. I'd finally found a family, people who cared about me and thought I'd done something right. And in the morning, most of them would be leaving for the year. * * * The next morning, Luke called me. He gave me a paper, telling me to fill it out, and asked me to meet him as soon as I could. I knew Dionysus must've filled it out, because he stubbornly insisted on getting my name wrong: Dear (WRONG NAME) , If you intend to stay at Camp Half-Blood year-round, you must inform the Big House by noon today. If you do not announce your intentions, we will assume you have vacated your cabin or died a horrible death. Cleaning harpies will begin work at sundown. They will be authorized to eat any unregistered campers. All personal articles left behind will be incinerated in the lava pit. Have a nice day! Mr. D (Dionysus) Camp Director, Olympian Council #12 That's another thing about ADHD. Deadlines just aren't real to me until I'm staring one in the face. Summer was over, and I still don't know what to do. I had no where to go to. The only option I had was Percy's or maybe Hades was not joking about inviting me back to the Underworld. Sighing I decided to just meet Luke before filling it for second opinions. The campgrounds were mostly deserted, shimmering in the August heat. All the campers were in their cabins packing up, or running around with brooms and mops, getting ready for final inspection. Argus was helping some of the Aphrodite kids haul their Gucci suitcases and makeup kits over the hill, where the camp's shuttle bus would be waiting to take them to the airport. I was walking around looking for Luke. I jumped when I felt someone tap me from behind. I instinctively unsheathed my knife and turned only to see Luke with his hands raised.

"Whoa! Calm down just me." He laughed.

"Kinda weird seeing someone laugh at a knife pointed at them." I smirked sheathing my knife.

"I only laugh since its you." He smiled and ruffled my hair. "Are you done with everything?"

"Not really. I don't know whether to leave or not yet. That's why I came. Help me?" I asked him.

He turned to me and to the forest. "How about you hear me out about something... important and private... then decide?" He gestured towards the forest.

"Not planning on killing me are you?" I squinted at him.

He gasped. "Not you. Never. I would never hurt you."

I let him lead me to a shrouded area of the forest.

"How serious is this thing that you can't let anyone see? I am blindly trusting you here Luke." I laughed nervously. But when he didn't reply I felt something was off. "Luke, okay this isn't cool. How deep into the forest do we have to go?"

"Y/N remember when you said... You want to be the person I trust...? How you promised to help me?"

"Luke?" He took my hand and pulled me sharply. I winced at how hard he pulled me. "That hurts! Let me go!"

He snapped back and let go of my wrist. "I-I'm sorry... Y/N..."

As much as I knew I had to leave, I couldn't I was worried about him. I reluctantly placed a hand on his shoulder. "What's happening?"

"I did it..." I said and sat on the ground. "I swear I didn't mean to get you hurt. But, I confess to everything. I  stole bolt and helm, I summoned the hound, I gave Percy the cursed shoes... And just now, I tried to kill Percy Jackson." He looked at me with empty eyes.

I shot up and looked at him in emotions I couldn't put in words. "W-Wh---" I wanted to leave and check on Percy. But once again, seeing him right now... I need to stay with him. "Why are you telling me this...?"

"Join me... please?" his voice was weak. He sounded vulnerable. "Let's serve my Lord together..."

"L-Luke... no. I-I can't do that!" I took his shoulder, "Y-You should stay with me instead. How about that, huh? L-Let's explain to Chiron and the others... come on please. I could help you!"

Nothing was working.

"Come with me..." He muttered.

"Luke, I won't join you. You have to change your mind. You can't do this."

"I can't change my mind."

"I can help you with that? How about you go with me huh? I could spend all my time doing this and that. Please, just change your mind."

He didn't reply for a while until he whispered, "Promise me."

"Promise you what?"

"You'll stay with me."

"What? Luke I wo--"

"You won't join... Just...don't stay here for the year... and stay with me."

"I-If I stay with you... what would that mean?"

"Yo-You... might change my mind."

"I'll go." I replied with no hesitation. "I'll leave camp for the year. And I'll find my parent to prove to you that Gods and Goddess aren't all bad. We'll find my parent together."

"I do my lord's bidding--"

"You can still do it. If you want to. But whatever happens... stays only between us. I'll stay with you until I change your mind. And I'll bring you back to camp."

"I would never do anything to ruin your trust in me." He knelt down. It was kinda awkward but hey... "I need you."

Worry not hero. We shall stay.

"Please..."

We'll meet again. Wait for us, we shall join you soon. Now leave.

I had no idea what happened since when I came to Luke was gone and there was no sign of him anywhere. How were we going to st---

We will meet him once we leave. Now go as our hero needs us.

I suddenly remembered Percy's state that Luke had told me about. So I ran. I ran to the Big House

***

Percy finally opened his eyes. He was propped up in bed in the sickroom of the Big House, his right hand bandaged like a club. Argus stood guard in the corner. Annabeth and I sat next to Percy, I was holding his nectar glass and she was dabbing a washcloth on his forehead.

"Here we are again," Percy said. "You idiot," Annabeth said, "You were green and turning gray when we found you. If it weren't for Chiron's healing..." "Now, now," Chiron's voice said. "Percy's constitution deserves some of the credit." He was sitting near the foot of the bed in human form. His lower half was magically compacted into the wheelchair, his upper half dressed in a coat and tie. He smiled, but his face looked weary and pale, the way it did when he'd been up all night grading Latin papers. "How are you feeling?" he asked. "Like my insides have been frozen, then microwaved." "Apt, considering that was pit scorpion venom. Now you must tell me, if you can, exactly what happened." Between sips of nectar, he told them the story.

I bit my lip trying to keep what happened between Luke and I private. It was a risky move that would not be approved by anyone after all. The room was quiet for a long time. "I can't believe that Luke..." Annabeth's voice faltered. Her expression turned angry and sad. "Yes. Yes, I can believe it. May the gods curse him.... He was never the same after his quest."

Percy was looking at me as if checking what was my reaction to his story. "This must be reported to Olympus," Chiron murmured. "I will go at once." "Luke is out there right now," Percy said. "I have to go after him." Chiron shook his head. "No, Percy. The gods—" "Won't even talk about Kronos," Percy snapped. "Zeus declared the matter closed!" "Percy, I know this is hard. But you must not rush out for vengeance. You aren't ready." "Chiron... your prophecy from the Oracle... it was about Kronos, wasn't it? Was I in it? Y/N? And Annabeth?" Chiron glanced nervously at the ceiling. "Percy, it isn't my place—" "You've been ordered not to talk to me about it, haven't you?" His eyes were sympathetic, but sad. "You will be a great hero, child. I will do my best to prepare you. But if I'm right about the path ahead of you..." Thunder boomed overhead, rattling the windows. "All right!" Chiron shouted. "Fine!" He sighed in frustration. "The gods have their reasons, Percy. Knowing too much of your future is never a good thing." "We can't just sit back and do nothing," He said. "We will not sit back," Chiron promised. "But you must be careful. Kronos wants you to come unraveled. He wants your life disrupted, your thoughts clouded with fear and anger. Do not give him what he wants. Train patiently. Your time will come." "Assuming I live that long." Chiron put his hand on Percy's ankle. "You'll have to trust me, Percy. You will live. But first you must decide your path for the coming year. I cannot tell you the right choice...." I got the feeling that he had a very definite opinion, and it was taking all his willpower not to advise me. "But you must decide whether to stay at Camp Half-Blood year-round, or return to the mortal world for seventh grade and be a summer camper. Think on that. When I get back from Olympus, you must tell me your decision." "I'll be back as soon as I can," Chiron promised. "Argus will watch over you." He glanced at Annabeth. "Oh, and, my dear... whenever you're ready, they're here." "Who's here?" Percy asked. Nobody answered. Chiron rolled himself out of the room. I heard the wheels of his chair clunk carefully down the front steps, two at a time. Annabeth studied the floor. "What's wrong?" Percy asked her. "Nothing. I ... just took your advice about something. You ... um ... need anything?" "Yeah. Help me up. I want to go outside." "Percy, that isn't a good idea." Percy slid his legs out of bed. Annabeth and I caught him before he could crumple to the floor.

I said, "I told you ..." "I'm fine," He insisted.

He managed a step forward. Then another, still leaning heavily on me. Argus followed us outside, but he kept his distance. By the time we reached the porch, his face was beaded with sweat. But we had managed to make it all the way to the railing. It was dusk. The camp looked completely deserted. The cabins were dark and the volleyball pit silent. No canoes cut the surface of the lake. Beyond the woods and the strawberry fields, the Long Island Sound glittered in the last light of the sun. "What are you going to do?" Annabeth asked us. "I don't know." Percy replied. "I got the feeling Chiron wanted me to stay year-round, to put in more individual training time, but I'm not sure that's what I want. I also don't want to leave you both with Clarisse only." Annabeth pursed her lips, then said quietly, "I'm going home for the year, Percy." He stared at her. "You mean, to your dad's?" She pointed toward the crest of Half-Blood Hill. Next to Thalia's pine tree, at the very edge of the camp's magical boundaries, a family stood silhouetted—two little children, a woman, and a tall man with blond hair. They seemed to be waiting. The man was holding a backpack that looked like the one Annabeth had gotten from Waterland in Denver. "I wrote him a letter when we got back," Annabeth said. "Just like you suggested. I told him... I was sorry. I'd come home for the school year if he still wanted me. He wrote back immediately. We decided... we'd give it another try." "That took guts." She pursed her lips. "You won't try anything stupid during the school year, will you? At least ... not without sending me an Iris-message? Both of you?" Percy managed a smile. "I won't go looking for trouble. I usually don't have to."

"You already know my plans."

"When I get back next summer," she said, "we'll hunt down Luke. We'll ask for a quest, but if we don't get approval, we'll sneak off and do it anyway. Agreed?" "Sounds like a plan worthy of Athena."

She held out her hand. Percy shook it. She gave me a hug. "Take care, Seaweed Brain," Annabeth told Percy. "Keep your eyes open."

"You too, Wise Girl."

Then turned to me, "Good luck on your own quest Droopy."

"Of course Peabody." We watched her walk up the hill and join her family. She gave her father an awkward hug and looked back at the valley one last time. She touched Thalia's pine tree, then allowed herself to be lead over the crest and into the mortal world. "I made my decision." Percy said. "What's yours?"

"I'll be leaving camp... I'm going to look for my parent..." He looked at me in shock. "I'll be back next summer," I promised him. "I'll survive until then."

"Alone?"

I smiled at him.

"Don't you want to stay with us? Mom said---"

"I want to find my parent. I need to. I'll be fine Percy."

I helped Percy to his cabin so he could pack and went to mine. To my surprise I see a middle-aged man with an athletic figure slim and fit with salt-and-pepper hair, and a very familiar sly grin. He had bags at his foot.

"Delivery for Y/N L/N."

"Uhm..."

"Hermes." He said.

I froze and looked at him with wide eyes.

"Personally packed. As a thank you for what you're about to do." He smiled softly and handed me the bags.

"H-Huh...?"

"For helping Luke."

"I..."

Don't forget her mail!

Ooh! And tell her to bring us snacks next time we meet since it'll be often now!

No it wouldn't be often! She'll be with Luke!

"Both of you keep quiet." Pulling out a mail he handed it to me. "Luke... prayed to me telling me about your plan. He asked me to help you. I don't know what or why he did it. But I know he'll change thanks to you. So do guide him."

"Sorry you lost me at the talking air..." I blinked.

Hermes laughed and showed a caduceus. "It's just George and Martha."

"Hi?"

Hello!

Hi

"I just wanted to let you know. No god or goddess could see you. No matter how hard they tried. So your secrets.. are really secrets. Good luck on your travel."

Next time we meet you should have snacks.

Then he vanished.

Staring at the letter on my hand, I was stunned seeing it was from... my mom and dad.

Sweetie,

You've made quite a friend here.

-Mom and Dad.

I immediately knew where to look. I hurriedly took my bags not bothering to check the contents. I ran to Percy's cabin and helped him out so we could leave.

Percy got a cab and looked at me worriedly.

"I'll write you. Stay safe Arthur Curry." I ruffled his hair and watched him go.

I didn't know where to go so I just went to the first secluded area I saw.

"You have more stuffs than when you arrived." I heard someone behind me.

"You prayed to your dad. I hope he knows how to pack." I sighed turning to him. Turning around I barely made out Luke from the few days I last saw him. "You okay?"

"Do you know where to look first?"

Call upon our hound.

I whistled, I don't know why. But when I did, D/N came out of the blue. Luke looked at me and my dear dog, who was probably bigger than the hound he'd summon back then. "How do feel about L.A?" I said riding on D/N and making space behind me for Luke.

~~~END OF BOOK 1~~~

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The Unexpected Trip To Disney World part 3

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"See you, y/n/n" y/n/n? I looked back at her and it looked like she liked it coz she went up and kissed me in the cheek, and I looked so starstruck that I heard Thor and nat snickering behind us, great. I closed my eyes and sighed deeply

"Would you guys quit it" I snapped turning back to them

"Well great guys, you made Peter angry again" Wanda joked

"YOU WERE KITKATTING AS WELL" Thor retorted, wait what?

"Kitkatting?" I swear I was about to lose my mind

"Well isn't there a word like that from a chocolate name?" He asked rubbing his beard as if what he's thinking is very important "the one with caramel and biscuits of some sorts"

"You mean snickers?" Nat asked on the verge of breaking down from laughter

"YES SNICKERS"

"What does that have to do with laughing?" Wanda said, eyes squinting

"Exact- wait do you mean snickering?" At this point nat was dead on the floor

"YES SNICKERING, YOU WERE SNICKERING TOO" he pointed at Wanda

"What the fuck?"

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"Oh look you guys cheered up the kid" Mr Stark said eating his ice cream while cleaning Morgan's dirty shirt.

"Well not us, but definitely someone" nat smirked and I sighed in frustration.

"Can we just get back to the hotel I'm tired" Morgan spoke almost whining for the 2928383th time today

"Yes of course let's go, cupcake" I obviously took the opportunity to not talk about what happened. So I held morgan's hand and walked to the hotel.

The rest of the day was spent at the biggest suite I have ever see in my whole entire life. we argued about the monopoly rules which led to steve arguing like a grandma lecturing sam about how he cannot buy two hotels if he didn't have enough houses or dancing to one direction (Scott, Morgan and I suggested it and now Thor is a huge fan) and lastly we watched a movie.

But throughout these activities I haven't been particularly focusing, well I couldn't and I have a reason! *Ding* oh, speaking of the devil- wait, no no not a devil thats wrong, shes an angel ok anywas, Y/n was texting me. yes that y/n, that y/n that made me smile, that y/n that gave me light when I was at my darkest, even if I was at Disney world (and I still am) y/n was the one who made me smile.

Y/n/n: hey you staying till the end of the week, right?

Peter: yeah why?

Y/n/n: meet me at the Disney castle at 9am :)

oh my god

Peter: i'd love to y/n/n

Hhe was exploding inside, fingers shaking from excitement and nervousness. But he also tried to calm down since Morgan was sitting beside him waiting fir him to finish texting 'anonymous girl'

Y/n/n: OH, and tell your friends you'll be back by sunset 🤗

Okay now that made him excited. He's spending the whole day with the girl he potentially liked? His mind was spiralling right now, his spider sense obviously not helping.

"Peter are you doooone? I wanna play monopoly jr with my cinnamon roll!" Morgan whined sending his mind back on earth.

"Yeah yeah I'm done let's go cupcake" peter shook his head from thinking of the thousand possibilities of what could happen tomorrow and walked with Morgan to the dining room to play monopoly jr.

Y/n's POV

I was sitting on couch my phone, my hand lazily scrolling through my apps to find something interesting. No luck.

"Y/n can you come for a second!" I heard a voice calling my name, guess I better help my parents/guardians "ok ok cominggg" I turned off my phone, yeeted it to the couch and jogged to the kitchen in our suite.

"Who was that boy you were with today?" My best friend came out of nowhere scaring the shit out of me.

"AHH" I yelped from the sudden voice then smacked her in the arm "y/BFF/n DONT DO THAT EVER AGAIN" I glared at her, mostly for scaring me but also for talking very loudly about a boy I was with infront of my parents! "And shut up ill tell you later"

I continued helping my family for the dinner and organizing the suite since we'll be staying here for almost two weeks for my best friends birthday. Her family and mine rented a big suite for all of us to stay in, and it's so cool to like, live with my best friend kind of. It felt like it, and it reminded us if our future plans to move in together.

When everything was settled I went back to the couch and took my yeeted phone back to have a message from the boy I was with. Peter, yeah Peter. I smiled warmly just at the thought of him texting me, I was whipped and I don't even know the guy very well, my best friend would kill me! But thank god I'm keeping that detail out.

I quickly typed my password in and opened messages to see his text pop up.

Pete :) : heyy

Aww, ok why am I gushing over a 'heyy' seriously y/n stop it,

Y/n: hiii

Was that too many i's? Did I mess up already? But before I could procrastinate even further peters typing bubble stopped and at that point my Idiotic self thought she missed her chance but turns how he was just sending what he was typing. Maybe someone called him and that why he was late? But I was happy that it wasn't what my dumbass thought.

Pete :) : how have you been :)

Y/n: been good, just finished settling in the suite, what abt u?

Pete :) : oh you're in a suite too? Cool

Y/n: yeahh which one are you in?

Pete: oh the biggest one at the end..because we'd get super crowded 😅

Y/n: no i get it, it must be exhausting to live with the avengers ;)

Pete: yeah

Pete: wait what?

Y/n: oh come on pete! I could recognize Thor anywhere, even with his glittery Mickey Mouse shirt? I don't even know what that was but the point is I can recognize my bae anywhere 😌

Yes, I did have a crush on Thor when I was younger. I mean he is still my superhero crush, but I'm not as obsessed as i was with him when I was 10!

Pete :) : your..bae huh?

Y/n: yuppp

Pete :) : trust me you wouldn't call him bae when he'd eat all the poptarts in the snack bar 🙄

Y/n: are you jealous Pete? 👀

Pete: whaaaaat? Me? Nahhh

Y/n: shut up you are jealous! 💀

Y/n: don't worry Peter , no one can replace you ;)

And so the night went on with us texting and messing around, getting to know eachother more. It was really fun and I really liked him..as a person of course, not the other thi- anyways! I decided to ask him one more thing before going to bed.

Y/n: hey you staying till the end of the week, right?

Pete :) : yeah why?

Y/n: meet me at the Disney castle at 9am :)

Pete :) : i'd love to, y/n/n

[iisuya-simps]

A Kings Coronation (Royal au – Otoya x Reader)

A/N: I've been trying to write this since his birthday celebration card came out

Klab please let me marry this man ~ I will give him my s o u l

God, I wish this were me...

Enjoy~

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Word count: 2458

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The day of Otoya's 18th birthday. Today he would be crowned king and take over the kingdom. You woke up early and rode all morning from your country to see him. A few hours later you woke to the sun shining in your eyes, seeing how you slept most of the way.

It was crowded when you got there. Guards lined up at every corner. People came far and wide to witness the crowning of a new king. You had to push through the crowd to even get close to the main balcony when a hand touched your shoulder.

“There you are! I finally found you!” You feel someone's arms wrap around your waist. It was him. “Otoya!” You turn and give him a hug, he squeezes you back. “Thanks for coming.”

“How could I miss my best friend's 18th birthday/coronation??” “Haha, this place is totally packed, huh? Just getting over here to you was crazy.” “They're all here for you.” You give a warm smile.

“Congratulations, King Otoya Ittoki.” You curtsy. “Gosh... Hearing you say it all formal like is kinda embarrassing.” He scratches his head. “Well, I'll answer as the birthday king should.” Otoya puts his hands on his hips puffing out his chest. “You have my thanks, dear Y/N.” Then bows. “Maybe that wasn't so regal...” you both laugh.

“Well, today is about to kick into high gear so stick close to me, ok?” “I promise I won't leave your side.”

“Still, I'd find you even if you vanished into thin air. We'll have lots more time to talk if we stick together, plus everyone can know about us right?”

“Know about us?”

“Let's go!” You follow close behind him but find it challenging with all of the people. You hesitate to grab his hand but he takes yours first. You look up and see his bright smile and wink as he guides you through the crowds of people till he sneaks you inside.

“Hey, there's something I'd like to show you.” “Oh?” “Close your eyes.” “Otoya...” You whine. “Come on it's a surprise!”

“Fine.” You close your eyes and he takes your hand guiding you slowly down the hall.

“Don't peek, ok?” “I wouldn't dream of it.” You go down a few halls then Otoya puts his hands over your eyes. “It's just up ahead, so put your trust in me. Keep walking straight.”

Continuing down the corridor you approach some steps and a large door. “There's a small staircase so watch your step.”

“Shouldn't I be the one surprising you?” “Maybe. But it's not often we see each other. Just a few more steps and we're here!” He takes his hands away from your face. “Open your eyes!” Revealed to you is a grand balcony with a gorgeous view of the land. “Ta da!”

“Wow, Otoya!” “Are you surprised?” “This is amazing! I've never been here before.” “This is the prettiest spot in the whole castle, so I had to show you! There's even an awesome view of the ocean!”

You can see every corner of the courtyard. You walk up to the railing and lean forward taking in the sights, Otoya joins you from behind.

“Beautiful isn't it? Wonderful weather, and a beautiful princess.” You giggle. “And a charming prince, soon to be king.”

You both heard a commotion from below. “Uhh, it looks like everyone is looking for me. They won't check here right?” He scratches the back of his head. “Maybe we should go back.” “Nah, it'll only be a few minutes, no harm done. Besides look!” Otoya shuffles in a bag behind his back.

“I brought us some cake for us to eat together!” You cross your arms. “Otoya isn't that for the reception?” “Well yeah but I want to eat it with you now... And it's my birthday so anything goes!” You shake your head and laugh. “Alright then, let's dig in.” “Yay!”

He places the plate on the table to the left of the balcony. “After you, princess.” He pulls out a chair. “How kind of you your majesty.” Grabbing two forks from his bag he sits across from you unwrapping the cake. “Waah, this looks sooo good. Itadakimasu!” You both took a bite savouring the vanilla cake and fluffy buttercream frosting.

“Mmm, I knew it.” “Knew what?” “That this cake is way tastier being here with you than at the party.” “Uh-huh.” “What? You don't feel the same way?” He pouts. “Everything's better with you, Otoya.” “Really? I think so too... With you I mean!” You both gobble down the rest of your cake not saying a word but simply enjoying each other's company.

“Ahh, that hit the spot. Shall we go?” “You have cake on your face silly. You'll look like a fool if you go out like that.” “Hmm? Where is it?” He licks around his lips. “No on your cheek, here.” You laugh stepping closer to wipe the icing with your thumb from his cheek. Sticking it in your mouth you then clapping your hands together.

“That's better.” “T-thanks...” He blushes but quickly recovers. “Well, the party's just getting started.” You place your hands on his shoulders. “Let's make this the best day ever!”

You and Otoya go back down to greet the people outside in the crowd. Staying closely by his side he never let you out of his sight. “Otoya there you are! I swear you have no sense of time. The ceremony is about to begin!” The queen crosses her arms. “Already?” “Yes, now let's go.” “But Y/N...” “I'll be fine.” You smile. He takes both of your hands in his. “I'll come to find you after, ok?” “Alright, now go get your crown.” You wink.

The crowning ceremony was lovely. Otoya took the coronation oath and made a speech. Afterwards, everyone gathered in the main ballroom then the celebration really began. You were wandering around near the edge of the ballroom when you felt a hand pull you around the corner.

“Hey.” “Oh hi.” You smile and fix your eyes on his crown. “So what's next, king?” “Hehe, come with me.” You spend the rest of the day greeting more people, enjoying the food at the banquet and listening to the royal orchestra. When nightfall came Otoya leads you away from the dwindling crowds to his bedroom to retire for the night.

“Wow, that was a blast.” You jump on his bed and sink into the duvet. “We hung out all day huh?” “Yup seems like it.” “Time flies when I'm with you. Oh! And did you hear the band? They were all like bweeh daa daa doooo.” Otoya mimics a violin shaking his head around.

“Ah! My crown is gonna fall!” He juggles it between his hands leaning over and catching it before it hits you. “Gotcha. Whoa!” The carpet slipping from under him he fell on top of you anyway. “S-sorry y/n!” There was a moment you stared into each other's eyes. You blushed a bright red then laughed.

“Cmon... no laughing. I just let my guard down a bit...” he pouts. “You're just a clutz, Otoya.” You scoot off to the other side of the bed. “Am not! I always act like a king should...” “Uh huh. So what does it feel like to be a king anyway?” He places his hand on his chin and ponders.

“It's not much different than being a prince yet I don't think. Though I guess a big responsibility falls on my shoulders now that I am a king. I have a whole kingdom to look out for after all. And you.” “I can look after myself.” “But you don't have to.” Otoya twiddles his thumbs together.

“Anyway... Today is special! After all, you're here with me.” He raises a brow. “Hey, why are you so far away? Didn't you promise not to leave my side? Come sit by me. You're making me lonely...” He pouts again. “Promise you won't fall on me again?” “Not on purpose.” “Haha.” You move closer and the both of you talk about the day's events. Though the whole time, you couldn't help feel butterflies dance in your stomach.

“I had a great time today, Y/N.” “Me too.” “Everything was so wild during the day, but now all I hear is you.” His hand caressing your cheek. You gaze, getting lost in his eyes. “Those lips hold the voice I cherish most.” His thumb brushes over your bottom lip. Leaning forward his lips meet yours as they come together in a sweet kiss. You stay like that for a moment, then part. You turn away embarrassed. “Wait what's wrong? Don't turn away.” He giggles. “You left yourself open for that.” You laugh too.

“Look at me.” He turns your head and your eyes meet once more. “I'm sorry I guess I just wasn't expecting that...” He places both hands on the side of your face slowly pulling you into another kiss. “Were you expecting that?” “Hehe.” You wrap your arms around his neck and kiss him back. You melt into each other drawing out each kiss for as long as you could. “I don't know, were you expecting that?” You both laugh and he pulls you into his arms.

“Oh, Y/N...” He sighs. “I just want you all to myself.” “So selfish, your majesty.” “Hey, a king's orders are absolute you know. That being said, I order you to stay and talk all night to me.” “I guess I cant disobey direct orders.” “Hehe, no you can't.” You lay back and chat in his arms, steadily getting more sleepy you yawn.

“Will you stay with me tonight?” “I did arrange to stay for a few days.” “Really? He beams then suddenly gets nervous. “W-what is it?” You ask, both looking serious and sit up.

“Y/N, would you stay longer if I asked you to marry me?” Your eyes widened. “O-Otoya I-”

“I know it's sudden, I just can't wait. I want you to be mine.” “Are you sure? There are plenty of other princesses that are dying for your hand in marriage.” “Well of course there are other princesses, but you're the only one I have my eyes on. You're too special not to be my beloved.”

“Otoya...” A happy tear slides down your cheek but he wipes it away and holds your hands. “Hows about I ask you again tomorrow? More formally.” “Okay.”

You're unable to hold back the grin from your face. Marry Otoya? Being his friend is one thing but this is a dream come true.

“Oh! I almost forgot!” You get up and grab your purse shuffling around. “Close your eyes Otoya.” “Ok ok... You take the little box from your purse and open it to place a small wooden triangle in his hand. “You can open your eyes now.” He looks down at his hand to see a small triangular pick. “A pick?” He studies it. “For your guitar!”

“Wha-” reaching under the bed you pull out a brand new redwood guitar. “Wow! For me?! Are you sure?!” “Of course! Otoya takes the guitar running his fingers over the frets and strings. “Happy birthday Otoya.” He sets the guitar down by the nightstand beside him. “Thank you Y/N!” He tackles you to the bed holding you tight.

You spend the rest of the night giddily talking about your goals, dreams and aspirations for the future. Eventually falling asleep next to each other.

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In the morning you wake to a blushing Otoya combing his hand through your hair and your eyes flutter awake.

“Good morning, Y/N.” Otoya presses a kiss to your forehead. “Morning.” You yawn. “Did you sleep well?” “That was the best sleep I've had in a while.” Otoya beams. “Good, are you hungry? Would you like breakfast? I could have the cook bring us something.” “That sounds lovely.”

“I'll be right back!” Otoya rushes off to the kitchen and has a special breakfast made. He returns with the cook serving both of you a buffet.

“Otoya!! We cant eat all this!?!” "That's ok, there's plenty of variety so just pick what you want!” You share a large breakfast together in bed. Otoya insists on feeding you dessert, but after the feast you just had you couldn't possibly take another bite.

After a quick rest, Otoya leads you on a stroll through the garden. It's early spring and the flowers are just starting to bloom. You're walking along when you pull Otoya to a stop.

“Hibiscus!” You wander over to the colorful display of red, yellow, white and pink flowers. “Hibiscus is my favorite flower.” You hold back your hair and take in the sweet almost fruity fragrance. “Y/N.” Otoyas hand takes yours.

“We've known each other since we were kids. As the years have gone by I've realized how special you are to me as a friend and something more. I promise to love and protect you as I will my kingdom. With you by my side, I feel as if I can do anything. I will give you each and every one of these flowers and more.” Otoya kneels down in front of you.

“My heart belongs to you and only you.” You gasp as he opens the velvet box to reveal a dazzling yet subtle ring. “Say you'll be mine, forever and always.”

“Otoya...” You tear up once more. “Yes, of course I'll be yours!” He stood and took the ring out of the box placing it on your finger. You leap to hug him almost knocking him over in the process. This was better than you could ever imagine.

"Otoya, I love you." Your heart pounds as you pull back to look him in the eyes.

"I love you too, Y/N." You share a very heartfelt passionate kiss.

Otoya plucks a flower from one of the branches and tucks it in your hair.

“There, for my beautiful bride to be.” You plant a gentle kiss on his cheek and walk hand in hand back to the castle where you greet the queen.

You feel quite foolish when you realize that it was your parent's plan all along to get you two together, but it worked out so naturally you didn't care. You were getting married to the guy of your dreams, and that was a miracle within itself.

Your wedding was celebrated with your family and civilians from far and wide.

But with Otoya by your side, this truly was a dream come true.

[devinescribe]

Fights

Chapter 12 of 100 Promises

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Warnings: Swearing, arguments, talks about panic attacks and I think those are all, let me know if I missed any

"S-sugu... stop it."

He looked at you, shaking, covering your ears. Your eyes were screwed shut, tears dropping off your face, and you wouldn't look up. "Shit, (N/N), you ok?" He asked, walking over to you. "Hm? What's this? Suddenly caring?" Chishiya mocked. "She's having a panic attack you asshole. Get away," Niragi growled at the blonde who still wouldn't get away from you.

Niragi had gotten good at knowing when you were having panic attacks. Some were worse, some were minor, but he'd gotten good at memorizing your triggers and when you were having them. You were experiencing one of the more minor ones right now.

He got closer, noticing you weren't kicking or hitting Chishiya away. Yet, anyways. He kneeled down besides you, grabbing your wrists softly. You slowly opened up your eyes, looking up at him. "You're ok... he's not here. He can't hurt you. You're ok," he whispered, ignoring that Chishiya would use this against him. You nodded, slowly coming out of your state.

A few hours later, you were sitting on the edge of Niragi's bed. "(Y/N), you can't trust him. He's not the kind of guy you should be interested in," Niragi scolded. "But-" you started. "No. no buts. You can't. Especially since you don't want to be known as Chishiya's bitch," Niragi interrupted. His words angered you slightly. Was that really what he thought you were for Chishiya? Maybe because you were... No! He had real interest in you, right?

Right?

"I'm not. I think he has genuine interest. It doesn't feel like when m-"

"(Y/N), he's using you! What part of that do you not understand? He's using as a quick fuck for his own benefit! And you're letting him use your body, gods you're so dumb!"

That was it for you. How could he say something like that? All of your ex boyfriends had sucked, couldn't you have a small bit of joy?

"You know what... fuck you. I don't have to get your approval of every guy I date. I'm allowed to do things, you're not my dad!"

"That's not the point (Y/N) he-"

"I don't care! You didn't have to call me his bitch! And I'm not just letting him use my body, because I'm not! I- I'm not!"

"I get that you're angry, but you have to listen to me. I know what's best for you."

"No you don't! Suguru, I know you're just looking out for me, but please! You don't have to call me names o-or make me feel bad about myself and my decisions!"

"I didn't me-"

"This conversation is over. I'm not doing this. Goodbye."

You left the room quickly, running away. You could hear him chasing after you, but you didn't care. No way you were going to turn around to talk to him. He could go and leave you alone. 'Where can I go... blue!' Your eyes flashed with recognition. You rushed over to the man, grabbing his arm.

"Oh? What's this? (Y/N), you seem in a rush,"  Last Boss noticed. You squeezed his arm nodding over to the other side of the room. "Ah, Niragi? Is the little mouse looking for a place to hide?" He asked. You nodded, tugging on his shirt. "C'mere," he said, pulling you into his room.

"He won't come in here, promise," he stated, seating you on the bed. "I take my promises very seriously, Last Boss. Don't lie to me," you said. It was true. It had been 12 years you and Niragi had been together. Since you were 15, you'd both made promises. And all 99 were kept. No, don't think about him. You're mad at him, don't think about him. "I'm well aware... anyways what game were you playing this time? Tag? Hide and Seek?" He asked. "No game. We had an argument," you whispered. "Oh... do you.... want to talk about it?" He questioned awkwardly. You looked up, and giggled. The usually stoic man was having trouble. "Not really... do you think we could find a cat around the Borderlands?" You asked out of the blue. "A... cat?" He asked, confused on your switching of topics. "I love all animals. Dogs, snakes, cats, and fish are my favorite though," you explained. "I'm... more of a cat person myself," he said. He seemed like a cat person. Quiet, observant, intelligent. Definitely a cat person. "Mm... favorite.... music genre?" You asked. "What game are we playing this time?"

"My version of 20 questions."

Yeah, safe to say he was enjoying your version, because he was winning. You either had to answer the question, or take an article of clothing off. "You have to have something you don't want to share! This isn't fair," you whined. So far, you were half naked, and he still had everything on. He had answered every question, and you were getting kind of frustrated. "These are your rules no? Your game as well... seems fair to me," he answered. "Your sounding like Chishiya. He's not fun to play games with... he doesn't like playing games with me.... in fact... I don't think we even talk outside of... Oh no," you started, realizing something. "What's wrong?" Last Boss questioned. You stood up, gathering up your clothes. You put it on while apologizing to him. "I just realized I need to apologize to Niragi... he was right... gods I'm so fucking stupid! I'm sorry, I promise we'll continue playing more games and talking some other day?" You apologized, sticking out your hand towards him. He shook it. "Alright, I'm holding you up to that promise though."

You ran through the halls of the Beach, desperately looking around for your best friend. "If I were Niragi... roof is a no... his room is a no... My room?" You whispered to yourself. You ran to your room opening the door quickly, shutting it behind you. On your bed was Niragi, sleeping on his side. You frowned, taking off your shoes. You walked to the other side of the bed, crawling into the bed with him. You wrapped your arms around him, whispering apologies he couldn't hear.

You heard him start to wake up a few hours later, and you immediately started apologizing. "Sugu, 'm sorry... you were right, I should've realized it sooner, I should've heard you out. I'm sorry," you frantically apologized. He groaned, looking at you. He noticed how your hand shook slightly. And then he remembered what he had said to you. "I also... need to apologize... I'm sorry for calling you names, and for yelling at you," he whispered. You let out a sigh of relief as you thought he wouldn't forgive you. "For someone so smart I'm really fucking stupid sometimes... I should've... I should've noticed... you were only looking out for me," you cursed yourself. "Yeah, it's kind of my second job. Looking after you," he joked. You pouted shoving his shoulder softly. "I'll push you off my bed, watch it mister," you laughed. "Mhm, I'd love to see you try," he challenged. You'd done it before, and you'd do it again. "Try me bitch," you said. He laughed, sitting up. "What time is it?" He asked. "Mmm... 6:43 why?" You answered. "Games. We might finally get to play together, wouldn't that be fun?"

You couldn't have gotten the worst yet best group... In your car was Chishiya, Last Boss, Niragi, Kuina, and yourself. You were driving, Niragi was in the passenger seat, Kuina was sitting behind you, Chishiya in the middle back seat, and Last Boss behind Niragi. Last Boss and Kuina were mainly quiet, keeping to themselves, occasionally talking to you about something. Now the other two? They were at each other's heads.

"Well at least I've heard of what fucking conditioner is," Niragi retorted to Chishiya. "You use your so called cleverness act like a dramatic bitch who's better than everyone but you're really not," Kuina stated towards Chishiya. "I thought you were on my side?" Chishiya questioned, looking slightly betrayed. "Eh, I wanted to join in on insulting people," Kuina shrugged. "Well, fuck you, fuck you, you haven't talked this whole time but fuck you, I've already fucked you so there's no need for me to say it," Chishiya said. "Oi, you leave her out of this you bastard!" Niragi spat. You were fed up with everyone yelling at each other.

"Can everyone shut the fuck up! How are we supposed to beat a game if we can't even drive to the arena without you two trying to kill each other! I get you hate one another, but I don't give a fuck! Kuina, Last Boss, thank you for being the only two tolerable people today," you shouted. Niragi and Chishiya stared at you in shock. "What? It's true. You want me to sugar coat it and act all sweet? I can do that too. Shi-Shi, Gi-Gi Pwease don't fight! Makes me sad UwU," you pouted, using a childish voice. "That's some fucking pick me girl shit right there," you muttered. "I think it worked they're both quiet," Kuina laughed. "Hey, (Y/N) eyes on the road dumbass," Niragi scolded. You glared at him before, going back to looking at the road.

When you got to the game arena, you were surprised. "Isn't this the mirror maze we used to go to?" You asked Niragi. He nodded. "Might be a spades game then?" He questioned. "Boooring!" You shouted, walking past the entry point. "What, you want it to be a hearts game?" Chishiya asked. "It's the only kind of game I haven't played. I'm getting rather bored of the same thing," you complained, grabbing one of the phones from the table. "You should consider yourself lucky you haven't played a hearts game," Kuina mentioned. "Maybe. But honestly, I'm bored. And a bored  (Y/N), is not a good (Y/N)."

Niragi knew exactly what you were talking about. In the past, when you got bored you'd go out and look for trouble. Texting your ex even though you were an independent bad bitch who didn't need a man, piercings, pulling pranks on him. It got messy.  Have the cops gotten involved? No, but it was pretty close to it. You somehow got out of it, and he would never question your skills.

Registration closed

Game Difficulty: 4 of Hearts

So... I haven't updated this in a while huh? Sorry about that-

[chwesangel]

My sunshine ☼ Felix

Lee Felix x Reader

Neutral reader + Fluff + Non Idol AU

Words: 1.8k+

As the weather grew hotter, your feelings for your best friend grew too. Felix has been the light in your life since the moment you met in middle school but recently your feelings had turned more romantic than platonic.

—

5 years ago

"Can I sit here?"

You looked up toward the voice and met eyes with a soft looking boy who's cheeks were dusted with freckles and a light blush.

You smiled and nodded, giggling when you saw him fumble with his backpack as he moved into the seat next to you. "I'm Y/N." You said, holding out your hand for him to shake.

"I'm Felix." He responded and took your hand.

'Oh my gosh... Tiny...' you thought to yourself, looking down at his hand. "New here?" You questioned.

He nodded and before he could say anything else your teacher started class.

3 years ago

Ever since the afternoon Felix sat next to you, you guys were practically attached at the hip. Today the two of you were sitting on his couch playing Mario Kart and after what felt like the 20th round he put the controller down and looked over to you.

"Ready for school tomorrow?" He asked.

You shook your head. "No, not really. What if we don't have any classes together? Who else am I supposed to talk to?"

He laughed. "I'll still see you at lunch and between classes and after school and literally every second we're not in class."

"Promise you won't replace me with someone else though? And especially not a girlfriend or boyfriend. I come first." You joked

He laughed and held out his pinky. "I swear on my gaming skills"

You gasped and linked your fingers. "Woah that's a big risk, sunshine."

Sunshine. You had started calling that one night you guys had stayed up later than usual and we're sitting on your roof.

4 years ago

"Are you okay?" he asked, laying a hand on your shoulder.

You nodded. "It's just been hard I guess. School stresses me out, friends are too much drama anymore."

"Is there anything I can do to make you feel better?"

"Just you being here with me is helping. You make my days easier and my life brighter. Like my own personal sunshine."

He smiled at that. "Your own personal sunshine, huh?"

"My sunshine." You laughed and poked his cheek.

1 year ago

You sure hoped Felix's gaming skills reflected his broken promise. Near the end of the school year he had started dating one of your mutual friends, Melody. Now don't get me wrong you were happy for him but he completely brushed you to the side.

Every time you wanted to hang out there would be something else taking his attention. "Sorry I can't, me and Mel have a date tonight." or "Not tonight, I have to help Mel study. Summer school, you know?" and your least favorites were the "I have to cancel tonight, Y/N Im sorry. Mel asked me to come over."

You were glad they got along so well and that he was so happy but you hadn't hung out all summer. Them constantly being together would be fine if he hadn't straight up canceled plans to hang out with her without a second thought.

By the end of the summer they had broken up and you got your best friend back. You spent the next two weeks taking care of him and doing anything you could to make him feel better. Deep down you were almost happy about the breakup which killed you. You felt guilty but then again, could anyone blame you for being happy that Felix was spending time with you again?

—

Now it was the last week before summer began. The last week before you were finally done with school. The last week before you and Felix would be adults and have responsibilities that took up most of your time.

You guys agreed that you'd be roommates once you moved out of your parents houses. You agreed that you'd help each other with anything and everything. You agreed that regardless of what happened, you'd support each other endlessly.

As the final day of school came to an end, you and Felix walked out of the building with a cheer, the air filled with laughed and excitement for summer.

"Soooooo Y/N," He started as you guys got into his car. "You thinking beach bonfire or drive-in movie to kick off the start of our adult lives?"

You chuckled and thought for a moment. "Bonfire, then we climb up to my roof like we used to and just talk, yeah?"

He nodded "Sounds perfect." He said with a smile.

—

The sun had started to set and you were in Felix's car again, driving down to the beach. He had the radio loud and the two of you sang along to whatever overplayed song came on. Everything felt perfect in that moment and you silently prayed that it would never end.

Once you had reached your destination, you guys grabbed whatever you would need and made your way out to the beach. The blanket had been laid out and he got the fire started, Felix took a seat next to you.

"I don't think I'm ready to grow up, Y/N." He whispered.

You laid your hand on his back and rubbed slow circles. "Me either but we're going to be here for each other through everything, right?"

He nodded. "I know that I kinda sorta broke the promise last time we did this but can we promise each other something?" He said whole holding out his pinky.

You took it in yours. "Of course we can."

"We'll still be there to support each other even if someone else comes into the picture? Even if we get married and start a family with someone other than each other?"

Other than each other... You didn't want to start a life with anyone other than him. You wanted him to keep being your own personal sunshine. You didn't want to have to share. But you couldn't tell him that.

"I promise, sunshine." You said with a smile.

The night carried on slowly, but you wouldn't want it to go any faster. At some point you had ended up in his arms, laying against his chest. You could hear his every heat beat, every embarrassed noise he made when you brought up an old story, and everything bright laugh as you two reminisced about all the times you had spent together while growing up.

You two grew up together. He was there for every heartbreak when your crush didn't like you back, he was there to comfort you every time your parents fought, he was there to help you study for every test and there to take you out for ice cream to make you feel better if you failed, he was there for every big moment of your life.

Just as he was there for you, you were there for him. You saw the good, the bad, the scared, everything. If someone had asked what your world was like before him you probably couldn't answer.

Because over time he had become your whole world.

Every time you looked at him your heart was filled with so much joy you felt like it could burst. It wasn't until recently you had realized how beautiful his laugh sounded, or how dull the world seemed when he wasn't by your side.

You had fallen completely in love with the boy who you had relied on since the first day you met. You could only hope that maybe he felt the same.

"We should probably get going so we can actually sit on your roof to stargaze while the stars are still out." Felix laughed and shifted to get up.

You stood up and stretched before staring to gather your things and Felix put out the fire. Once you were back at his car you put everything in the trunk and before you could get in Felix stopped you.

"I love you, Y/N. I really don't know where I'd be without you." He whispered while pulling you into a hug.

You hugged him back as tightly as you could and held onto him like your life depended on it. "I love you too, Lix. More than anything."

You two stayed like that for a minute before he pulled away with a sigh. A smile was plastered on his face as he walked to the drivers side and got in.

The drive was silent except the gentle music that came from the speakers and Felix humming along to it. He pulled into your driveway and the two of you walked over to the side of your house and climbed up onto your roof.

—

You guys had sat for awhile, talking about plans for the future, how you felt about school being over, summer plan, anything and everything you could.

Eventually the topic had moved to love, family, once again your guys' future. You felt nervous as you debated telling him about your feelings. Once you had decided you would you went to open your mouth to say something but he spoke up first.

"Y/N, I can't imagine a future that isn't with you. You're all I can see. I'm so in love with you... I just wish I had told you earlier. I understand if you don't feel the same I just... I wanted you to know..." He said while taking your hand in his.

"You mean that?" You whispered back to him.

He nodded. "With all my heart."

"I love you too. I have for awhile now. I love you a lot more than I knew I could actually." You said.

He smiled and leaned in to kiss you. When the two of you pulled away he smirked at you and said "Who needs to look up when I can see the stars in your eyes right now."

You rolled your eyes at his cheesy line and tapped the tip of his nose. "Yeah well I can find at least three constellations in your freckles right now. You're even prettier than the night sky, you know that sunshine?"

"That's ironic." He laughed and kissed you again.

—

Years had passed and you and Felix were together now. Despite the occasional arguments that all couples had, everything was perfect. You were happier than you knew was possible with him and he felt the same. Living in a small apartment in the city with your soulmate made each day feel like heaven on earth. He was your heaven on earth.

With your hands interlocked, you guys walked along the same beach you had gone to the night you confessed to each other. At some point he stopped and when you turned to look at him he was down on one knee pulling something out from his pocket.

"Y/N, remember when I said I couldn't imagine a future that wasn't with you? Well I wanna make that a reality. You are my future. So will you marry me?" He said with a worried smile on his face.

You laughed excitedly and nodded while he got up to kiss you. "Of course I'll marry you, sunshine." you whispered with a smile as big as possible.

(Admin Angel ☀️)

[canaryatlaw]

god I'm tired. today was good I guess, I just feel shitty at the moment. I slept in at least, but when I got up we pretty soon started getting ready for the wedding. I'm kind of out of practice doing my makeup since I've rarely been doing it for a year now, so it could've been better but it was fine. the dress was a bit of an ordeal, it had a bunch of complicated straps in the back and I didn't really realize pretty much the whole back is open, which I felt kind of awkward about. I ended up ditching my bra completely and I think it worked pretty well from there. We were getting ready to go, but my brothers' girlfriends were taking forever getting ready, so we left late, and then god I swear, my mother has the worst sense of direction, she couldn't even follow the gps in the car, it was driving me nuts. we made it there thankfully, then there was a whole to do about parking, but whatever, it worked out. the wedding was outdoors and then there was a tent set up for the reception. the wedding was really beautiful, it was all in an arboretum with just really gorgeous scenery everywhere. after that they did the whole appetizer thing while they did photos and such. We were there because the groom is the son of one of our close family friends, we've spent tons of thanksgivings and christmases with them, so we're pretty tight, and they've been really good in providing support after my dad passed, so that's been much appreciated. they have a daughter a year older than me whose name is ironically also Rachel, and she was living in Chicago for a bit before moving to Maine (something about a boyfriend and a lobster catching business) that I'm like legitimately friends with, but she ended up not being able to come because someone she worked with got Covid and she had to quarantine, which means I was left at the family table they put me at expecting her to be there haha so it was just me, my mom, her sister, her dad, and her aunt. their mom didn't end up making it....she has an alcohol addiction unfortunately and has really been struggling with that, which has just been heartbreaking to watch, especially knowing addiction is a disease and not something you can magically make go away. sigh. anyway. the reception was nice, I somehow ended up with the vegetarian option because I guess my mom put that down for me and she got the fish so she said we could always trade? lol but hers ended up being salmon, which I've eaten exactly once in the last like, 15 years (not counting sushi, that's a different category) but the vegetarian option ended up being gnocchi in a thick tomato sauce with some fresh mozzarella melted on top, which was pretty good, the gnocchi were pretty huge though. We danced around for a bit, I'm not super fond of dancing at these kind of events, but we jammed out for a bit, and that was fun. they didn't really end up having a cake- they had a small one that was set out but it didn't actually end up getting served, so I don't know what happened there. the tent was open on the sides and it was getting pretty chilly, so I was really cold and also started getting mosquito bites (once I realized I put on some bug spray that I have in my giant purse but it was too late for a few) so I was kinda meh for the end but made it through. getting back to the hotel with the 6 of us jammed in the 5 seater car was a whole to do, with my brothers being peak obnoxious, so I really just didn't want to deal with them. we made it back eventually, there was supposed to be an after party taking place at the hotel in a little bit but I was definitely done for the night, so I just went straight to my room and took a shower, felt a bit better after that at least. I went on my laptop a little before I started writing this, and it's just after midnight, I'm not sure when we'll have to leave in the morning but I'd like to maximize my potential sleeping time, so I'll end this here. Goodnight loves. Hope you had a marvelous Saturday.

[smileyoongle]

Come Back Home (A Kim Taehyung Mafia AU) // Part 6

Summary: You were dead. Or at least that's what Kim Taehyung thought. But love never dies. A myth, yes. And maybe that's why when he finds out that you are alive, he may have already lost you.

Pairing: Mafia!Taehyung×Reader

24th January, 2019

10:46PM

This is my first entry ever. My name is Y/N Y/L/N and my life has been a little too happening for the past 24 days. I came to live with my best friend in Korea, only to be kidnapped by a dangerous man who called himself Kim Taehyung. And these 24 days, I have been living with him. That's right. Living.

I have to admit, I was scared shitless at first. I thought I was pretty much dead and there is no way Yoona can save me. But can you imagine my surprise when Kim Taehyung turned out to be a sweet gentleman? And it's not just him. All the people who work with him are just as nice to me. Especially, Jungkook. He makes me feel like I have known him for a long time. It's not really bad living here. Taehyung's house is like four times bigger than Yoona's house and I sometimes get lost. It gets boring when no one's home but I manage. I think my little complaint made Taehyung buy me this diary. It's really pretty and it has my name sewn onto the hard cover. He says it's an apology present but I know he's probably annoyed with me. He just wants me to keep to myself. It isn't my fault, is it? Kim Taehyung is just a very…. intriguing man. I find myself being pulled to him all the time. But this is a secret. Between you and me.

Yours Lovingly,

Y/N

A knock on the door made you close the diary and hide it under your pillow. You cleared your throat and pulled the covers up to your neck before mumbling a 'come in'. Minho's head peeked in through the door, a small smile gracing his lips as he took in your form. He slowly got inside and closed the door.

The sun was shining through the windows, the chirping of the birds outside giving you hope that today's gonna be a good day.

"Hey." He mumbled, glancing at his feet and leaning against the door. You gulped, the awkwardness in the room becoming very obvious. You hadn't spoken to Yoona or Minho the day before. Jungkook's words had left you anxious and suspicious, if it wasn't for the diary then you would have surely lost your mind. Since you were too tired the previous night, you hadn't touched your diary at all. But your curiosity had you waking up early and flipping open the pages.

Strangely, Minho hadn't bothered you since you fainted and you wondered how your relationship with him used to be.

"Hi." You replied, mustering a small smile and sitting up straighter. 

"Did I wake you?" He asked, wincing a little at the thought. You immediately shook your head, your hands itching to grab your book and read more of your thoughts.

You could feel the headache coming, clearly, the information of you having been kidnapped was too much. 

So Taehyung became your best friend after he kidnapped you?

That's the only possible explanation. And also, he doesn't seem to be lying either since your entry made sure to tell you how much you liked being in his presence.

Wow ...what an interesting story.

"Y/N, are you listening to me?" You snapped out of your thoughts, mentally slapping yourself for completely forgetting about Minho. 

"I-uh yeah... I'm sorry I'm just... there's too many thoughts." You apologized, biting your lip and shaking your head slightly. Minho smiled apologetically at you, his hand enveloping yours. You blushed, gaping at the sudden gesture.

"It's okay, I understand. I just came to tell you that Yoona has gone out for some work. So I was wondering that maybe we should go out and you know, not let you get too cooped up?" He asked, raising his eyebrows at you.

You blinked at him, thinking of ways to say no but you couldn't do that to him. As much as you lost yourself, everyone else did too. What they need is for you to tell them that you aren't gone completely. You'll be back. You are on your way.

Reluctantly, you nodded, eyes narrowing at Minho's hand on top of yours. 

"I'd like that." You said, giving him a comforting smile. His hand was warm against yours, the kind of warmness that Jungkook had brought to you. It was so...brotherly.

He's your boyfriend.

You cleared your throat, pulling your hand away from him. Minho noticed your uncomfortableness and stood up, giving you a nod.

"Okay then. Uh.. I'll wait for you downstairs. Take your time." He said, waving at you before leaving you alone. 

You sighed, leaning against the backrest. In all honesty, you did feel a little grimy. You had barely gotten out of bed since yesterday.

You pulled out your diary, running your fingers across the hard cover. There was a certain amount of hesitation in your heart. You didn't really know the story that was hidden between the pages. It was like you were getting to know yourself from your own perspective. You couldn't tell if you were ready or not.

💔🖤💔🖤💔🖤

"Fucking hell!" 

Taehyung's voice echoed through the house, making everyone turn their heads towards the study. Namjoon frowned, nodding at everyone to let them know that he was gonna check up on what exactly Taehyung was doing.

He dragged himself up the open staircase and leaned against the doorway of Taehyung's study, frowning on seeing the mess. The room reeked of alcohol, an empty bottle of whisky sitting on the table which used to be a lot more cleaner in your presence.

Namjoon's heart ached at the thought. Such a shame that life is so quick to take away important people. The only thing Namjoon was grateful for, was your existence. At least, you were alive. 

Taehyung rummaged through the cardboard boxes in the room, throwing out everything that he wasn't looking for. Namjoon sighed, concluding that Taehyung was, indeed, drunk.

"What are you doing?" Namjoon voiced, watching the younger male with a cold expression. It was absolutely demotivating to see Taehyung slowly spiralling back into the darkness that he was saved from. As much as Namjoon wanted to do something about it, he felt helpless.

Taehyung closed his eyes, sitting down on the carpeted floor and rubbing his eyes. He hadn't gotten a wink of sleep last night, his mind too busy replaying his encounter with you.

"I can't fucking find her diary. I swear I had packed it up in one of these boxes.." Taehyung replied, his words sounding very unstable. 

Jungkook stood outside the study, peeping in from behind Namjoon and wincing on seeing Taehyung's state. There was absolutely no way he could tell Taehyung what he had done. Taehyung would probably get mad that Jungkook had done this without telling anyone. But what could he do? 

He seemed to be the only one worried about your sanity because you were staying with Yoona. Something had to be done to save you. To make you feel like you still had control over your life.

"You're too drunk to be looking for anything. Go and get cleaned up first." Namjoon ordered, kneeling down beside his brother-like friend and patting his back. Taehyung shook his head, his red rimmed eyes begging Namjoon to help him.

Jungkook decided that he should probably step in. So he did.

"You really should go and clean up. We'll look for it." Jungkook stated, walking in with his hands in his pocket. Taehyung sighed, reluctantly nodding. He stood up, stumbling on his own feet but Jungkook caught him.

Taehyung nodded at Jungkook in acknowledgement and Jungkook cracked a small smile.

"Just, please find it. That diary makes me feel like I still have her even though I don't." Taehyung requested, glancing at both the men before making his way out. 

Jungkook frowned, looking down at his shoes. Should he have not done that?

💔🖤💔🖤💔🖤

Yoona shivered, her body still hot and bothered from what she had done moments ago. The silk sheets beneath her body felt cool, her fingers tangling themselves in the red satin. Her eyes followed the man across the room, smiling at him with all the affection she had. But he seemed to be unaffected, too focused on putting on his clothes and lighting up his cigarette.

"You're leaving so soon?" Yoona voiced, disdain evident in the way her shoulders slumped. She knew that Eunho had a life apart from her but she couldn't deny the liveliness she felt when he was with her. She felt special. She felt like she was doing something right, even if the world didn't believe that.

Eunho shook his head, running his fingers through his brown hair. 

"I'm not going anywhere, you are. This is my house and I have things to do so get out."

Yoona's jaw dropped at the harshness delivered to her. She could hear the shattering of her heart, her chest tightening as she sat up straighter. 

"Why are you saying that? I...I don't understand." She frowned, pulling the sheets up to cover her body. Eunho sighed before chuckling bitterly to himself. He turned towards Yoona, taking a long drag from his cigarette and sitting beside her on the bed. He tilted his head, mocking her with his pitiful eyes.

"You stupid stupid girl. Did you think I'd keep you with me forever? I must admit, the sex was amazing at first but now, it's just boring. So, give me back the money you took from me and get lost." He stated bluntly, crossing his legs and staring at Yoona in amusement. 

Yoona's breath hitched, her eyes warming up as tears began to pool in them. All these months, she had thought that Eunho was the one for her. Even though he was a gang leader, he was nice. He was better than all the others she had met. She had trusted him with all her problems and he had also given her money when she had to pay Taehyung back. 

This was not something she expected. She leaned forward and held Eunho's hand, tears freely falling down her cheeks.

"No, Eunho, I'll do whatever you want. Don't end this here. I don't even have the money. If I had it, I wouldn't have borrowed it from you!" Yoona begged, her voice cracking in the middle. 

Eunho was her pillar and maybe she had been naïve enough to let him manipulate her but she was in too deep now. She was in love and she knew that. She just couldn't believe that Eunho could say such things to her. He only wanted her for her body? Bullshit.

Eunho yanked his arm away and stood up, throwing icy glares at Yoona as he crouched down to her eye level. 

"You don't have the money? Hmm...then we have just two choices." Yoona's eyes lit up with hope. This was good. There has to be some way in which she could repay him and convince him to stay.

At her lack of response, Eunho smirked and leaned closer, placing his fingers under her chin. Yoona could feel his breath on her lips, the smell of his cologne mixing with that of the cigarette.

"Either you get me the money somehow…." Yoona's breath hitched when his hand trailed down to her neck, his fingers wrapping around the skin. 

"...or you get me the girl who was in the middle of all this."

Yoona's eyes widened and she immediately pushed Eunho away. Her breathing became heavier and her jaw clenched. 

So he wanted Y/N?

Eunho could sense the anger he had planted in his dumb lover, a wave of satisfaction crashing over him. He loved seeing Yoona getting so riled up over nothing. Because how much was her best friend really worth? 

Nothing.

Eunho just wanted a taste of the girl who had captured Kim Taehyung's heart. It was just mere curiosity and he was sure that he'd let her go after one night. But if she was really special, then maybe he'd have to keep the little birdie with him. 

What was her name again?

Y/N Y/L/N

"You're sick! I'll fucking give you your money, one way or another but you'll never ever get your hands on Y/N!" Yoona seethed, rushing to put on her clothes. All of her trust and affection was thrown out the window in a span of seconds. 

"Oh? Okay then, I guess you wouldn't mind if I informed Taehyung that this whole kidnapping thing was your doing."

Yoona froze, her jacket clutched tightly in her hands as a shudder ran down her spine. She gulped, slowly turning around to look at the pathetic man who was threatening her after using her to his heart's content. 

"You wouldn't." She mumbled, her tone cautious and doubtful. As much as she wanted to call it a bluff, Eunho's eyes told her otherwise. He had always been a competitive man, his ego too high to please and too easy to hurt. 

Eunho raised an eyebrow, taking a step closer to Yoona.

"You think, baby? Fine, don't come to me when Taehyung sends his people after you."

Yoona shook her head furiously, her jacket falling to the floor as she swallowed thickly. Her stomach churned and she wanted to throw up. The smell of Eunho's cologne was now becoming intoxicating. She couldn't stand it.

"You can't pin this on me. I asked you to hurt Taehyung!" She yelled, pointing at Eunho while he simply smirked. 

"That's the point, baby. You asked me. You let your friend rot in Castillo's basement. You decided that she needs to be given electric shocks to forget Taehyung. So tell me. Who's the bigger culprit?"

The tears that had dried up made a comeback, endlessly streaming down Yoona's cheeks. This was low, even for Eunho. But it was her fault for believing him in the first place. You used to be a cautious girl when it came to men and Yoona used to think you were being too stuck up. Now she understood why. She had made a big mistake with no way to undo it.

Eunho tutted, wrapping his arms around Yoona and letting her cry. He patted her head and rocked back and forth.

"You have two weeks. Get me Y/N and we'll all be happy." He mumbled, his soothing tone contradicting the warning of his words. 

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Better Man // Part 2

Hey guys! Hope you liked the first part of Better Man, my newest fanfict for Ashton! I'm really enjoying writing this, and felt inspired recently as I have just returned from a holiday! Enjoy this second part.

Warnings: light smut, swearing, slight mention of controlling relationships.

****

"He called you cute?!" Camila squeeled with delight, as I recalled the events from earlier in the day.

I sighed, but smiled a little. For once Camila actually sounded invested in one of my guy stories.

"And then... His mate just walked off with him?!" she asked confused.

"Well, Luke his friend, and band mate, basically dragged him back to have a nap, he'd had so much to drink Cami" I scoffed.

"He's in a band?!" Ed gasped.

"Go Y/N! You've pulled! " Camila cheered, clapping.

"Comeon guys, I was just providing support. He was quite drunk so I bet he doesn't remember any of it". I chuckle, picking up my drink and heading back to the bar after finishing my break. I wasn't try to make a big deal out of the chat with the boy as it wasn't a big deal, but he was kinda cute. And it was nice that he felt comfortable talking to me.

****

"Lucky number 7, numero siete" I hear the entertainer Sami shout from the stage. Bingo was a very popular game in the hotel, especially as the old folk found it fun. I'd noted that the hotel was busier tonight, filled with all ages, which meant good business. I'd already had to stop 2 guys on a stag do from having more alcohol. I continued to make my favourite cocktail for a lady at the bar, Love On The Beach, which had vodka, strawberry flavouring with peach schnaps and a dash of lemonade. I presented the lady with the drink, to which she lightly clapped.

"Excuse me miss?" I hear a voice say at the bar. I turn around and see the curly haired boy, looking rather sleepy. His hair was messier than usual, and he was dressed in the same clothes are he had on 5 hours earlier. He rubbed his hand in the back of his head in an awkward fashion.

"Well hello rockstar, back for another drink?" I jokingly ask.

He smirks, sitting down at the bar, placing his head in the palm of his hands. I decide to make him a special drink. It was my first drink I learnt from Camila, a hangover cure! Orange juice, lemonade and a few other secret ingredients. I make the drink up, and place it in front of him.

"Please tell me there's no gin in this" he groans, lifting his head up from the bar table to inspect the drink.

I chuckle. "None what so ever sir".

He goes to give me a €10 note to pay for the drink. I wave my hand across my chest.

"No charge, its on me" I smile, pushing the drink closer towards him. He replies with a wide smile, I note his big ___ eyes, looking at me.

"Thanks Y/N" he replies, taking a sip. He subtlety moans.

"That's lovely".

"Enjoy... D'you know, I never got your name." I chuckle.

"Really? How rude of me." the boy laughs, offering me his hand.

"My names Ashton" he says, shaking my hand.

"So I wanted to apologise for earlier, I wasn't myself, and normally I'm not that much of a drinker like that" he said.

"It's okay, I've heard a lot worse stories over the past few months. I witnessed a divorce at this very bar, so you're good" I reply.

"Wow" is all his reply is. He takes another sip of the drink, followed by 2 headache tablets.

"Did you have some dinner?" I ask.

"Not yet, I'm waiting for Luke and Sierra and then we'll head out for the night" he replies.

"So is Luke a friend in your band?".

"Yup, he's the guitarist and vocalist, I'm the drummer" he says proudly.

"That's so cool!" I smile. As I attempt to find out more about Ashton, I hear a clicking of a finger and find a big old gentlemen trying to beckon me over to his side of the bar. I sigh.

"Excuse me Ashton" I say, walking to the gentlemen.

"Finally! I've been waiting for service for ages!" the old man moans.

"I do apologise sir, how may I help?" I reply awkwardly.

****

Its 1am, and the stag do have finally left the bar to head into the town centre for a night out. I sigh in relief, tidying up so I can close up and head home for the night. It was my day off tomorrow so I was looking forward to a lie in. I decided to start clearing the tables first, filling my tray with cocktail glasses. I hear a smash of glass, I turn around and see Margot by shattered glass.

I groan, heading over to her with a brush and pan. I smile at her, and let her get on with cleaning up the mess. She just shrugs at me, and proceeds to clean up. Throughout my shift, all I've thought about is Ashton, and how lovely he was. For the rest of the night before Luke and Sierra returned, we talked about lots in between me serving customers. We spoke about living in England, something both of us had done.

"Don't you miss home?" I questioned.

"Yeah, but the boys and I knew that we had to leave Aus a bit to try and get known musically. It was brilliant, living on our own, no rules, no nagging mums-" he says.

"No cleaning" I interrupted, laughing. He gives me a playful nudge at my comment.

"So did you live alone in England before moving here?" he asks.

"I actually lived with my Dad until he remarried, which became difficult to I decided to stay here for good!" I reply with a smile.

Ashton pouts. "But do you not miss home?" he asks.

"Not really. I have bad memories of home, with family and other people, so it was nice to start all over here again" I reply.

"I get it, like I miss home but so much has happened since I moved out and focused on the band" Ashton smiles.

****

I continued to clean the bar, and manage to finish around 2am. I sigh looking at my Apple Watch, noting the time. I head to reception to sign out, and am greeted by Ashton, sat on the chairs, like he was waiting for someone.

"Hey Rockstar" I smile tiredly, trying to hide my yawn.

"Hey Y/N, going home?" he asks.

"Yup, off tomorrow which will be nice".

Ashton looks somewhat disappointed. "Oh? So I won't see you tomorrow?" he replies, looking at the floor.

"Not at work nope, but if you're in the town or about maybe I'll say hey" I wink, confused at why he appeared so disappointed.

"That would be nice, Luke and Sierra were thinking of heading to the beach tomorrow, so maybe see you around" Ashton says.

"Well personally, I'd go to the one further down towards the airport. Its much nicer and better quality sand, if you get me. I head there with Cami and Ed often, it's nice" I smile.

"I take it Ed and Cami are mates?" he asks.

"Yup, Cami is a cleaner here at the hotel and Ed works on reception." I reply.

"That's cool, well maybe I'll say hey to them if I see them around, point out next time? He asks.

"Will do, enjoy your night Ashton" I smile, signing my name and walk towards the exit.

"Goodnight Y/N" he smiles at me, before walking away.

****

I couldn't sleep last night, which was weird for me. Normally, I'm out like a light, but last night was different. I had Ashton on my mind and I couldn't work out why. The way he smiled at me, made me laugh all night at the bar. The sparkle in his Hazel eyes got made me feel gooey.

I decided to get up, and head to the local Spar to get some food bits for the day. I parked my car in the car park, and headed into the store. I grabbed a roll, some Lays crisps and a bottle of Pepsi. I turned into the sweet section and overheard a woman with an American accent laughing.

"Luke! There here, come get the candy" she laughed, before walking into the same section as me. I stopped, and recognised the voice as Sierra, Luke's girlfriend.

"Oh hello" I warmly smile, continuing my shopping and placing some strawberry laces in my basket.

"Hey Y/N, Ash said you had a day off today!" Sierra says, grabbing the same bag of sweets.

"Do I hear my name?" I hear Ashton say, as he turns the corner into where we're stood. As soon as he sees me, his face lights up like a little boy in Christmas day. I playfully wave at him. He comes over.

"Hey Y/N, did you decide on a beach day too?" Ashton says.

"As a matter of fact I did! I take it you listened to my suggestion of this beach?" I say, pointing to the beach over the road from the shop.

"Ahhh so you recommend it... That explains a lot." Sierra winked at Ashton.

"Well it would be rude of us to not invite you along to sit with us for the day, if you wanted?" Sierra asks.

"That would be lovely, thank you. It's always nice to have some company on my days off" I reply, excited at the fact that I get to spend time with them, as they seemed like a good bunch of mates.

Ashton smiled over at me, beckoning me over to the sweet counter.

"Now Y/N, what other sweets should we get?" he asks.

****

"You're definitely cheating!" Ashton insists, pouting like a four year and throwing the cards onto the blanket.

I laugh, picking up the cards and start to reshuffle the deck. It's the 5th round of Rummy and Ashton had lost every single round.

"What can I say, I'm just too good for you" I wink playfully. Ashton rolls his eyes, poking my chest playfully. I watch Sierra and Luke, who are play wrestling on the beach. Its been good hanging out with the three of them for the day. They've spoken a lot about the band, Luke and Sierra's relationship and planning future holidays.

"They're cute together" I admire the couple dancing on the beach. I look over at Ashton, who is also looking at them.

"Yeah, they've been through a lot those guys, I love them lots" he smiles. "They've both been great friends to me, especially recently".

"Can I ask you, what actually happened with your ex?" I asked curiously, not wanted to upset him.

"Myself and Kay had been dating for 6 months, things were going well, but I found myself not being able to give her my full attention, with everything that was going well with 5SOS. She started to make me feel guilty for being away from her. I tried to make effort more, but in the end she wanted more than I could offer. I tried to end up several times, but each time she'd come up with a different excuse or reason not to. In the end I stupidly invited her on this holiday with Luke and Sierra to try and calm things down. Biggest mistake. She took it as a sign that we would be getting back together, but I kept saying to her that I just want to be friends. We sat down the other day and she ended up storming off. So... That's it" Ashton said, his head facing down the whole time.

I pause, taking it all it. "I'm so sorry, it must have been difficult." I reply, placing a reasurring hand on his back.

"It's okay. I just feel bad that she wanted more from me that I can offer. She knew my schedule. I just wish I could find someone that understands that" he sighs.

"I get you, like a no strings things?" I ask.

"Basically yeah, it's how things with her started, but then it clearly got more complicated. Feelings get mixed up. Sex turns into moving in. It went quickly." he says.

"I get that. My ex jumped ahead, its scary, especially if you aren't ready for it" I reply, sighing.

"You went through the same thing?" Ashton asks, looking at me.

I pause, preparing myself to tell the story.

"Yup, and it ended messy. We dated for 5 months. Started off as a hook up after meeting on Tinder, and somehow he turned it into a relationship. I basically felt forced into it, he kept saying 'it's the right thing' when in reality I didn't want it. He insisted on making it a serious relationship, meeting family and making it official on social media. When I tried to end it, all I'd get is abuse, calling me crazy and stupid. In the end I managed to leave him, but he ended up stalking me for weeks after. In the end I got a retraining order, and I've had no trouble since" I said.

Ashton sat and listened to my entire story in silence, nodding a little and sighing with me.

"Wow, you've been through a lot" he said.

"Yup, but then I look at how happy I am now, at my new job, making new friends and meeting new faces each and every day, it gives me so much happiness" I reply smiling. Ashton smiles at this comment, knowing that I'm hinting at him.

"That makes me happy to hear. I'm glad we met y'know Y/N, you're a lovely girl" Ashton says.

"Thanks Ash, I guess you're alright" I reply giving him a wink. He jokingly pushes me to the ground, and jokingly pins me down to the sand, holding both of my hands. We're both laughing, before it all goes quiet. I look deeply into his eyes, memerizing each part of his face. His cute dimples on his cheek, the crease in his lips. Realising what he was doing, all of a sudden he gets up and walks in a circle.

I pause, confused.

"Is everything okay?" I ask.

"Yeah, sorry, I shouldnt have done that" he replies worryingly.

"It's okay, we were only messing around. It was funny" I replied, shocked at how serious he was taking this.

"If you're sure, just don't wanna hurt you" he replies.

I laugh. "I'm a big girl Ash, I'll be okay" I laugh. He chuckles, rolling his eyes, before sitting back down on the picnic blanket again.

****

We get back to the Hotel, and I'm greeted by a beaming Camila, who introduces herself to Ashton, Sierra and Luke.

"Please excuse Miss Y/L/N, she's needed in a room urgently." she requests, dragging me arm away to room 263. She pulls me into the room, and I see Ed is already sat there patiently waiting, on the bed, legs and arms crossed.

"What in earth?" I whisper, realising that we're in a guests room.

"Oh don't worry they checked out an hour ago, no one new expected until later on" Cami reasurres me.

"So, spill some tea sis!!!" Ed chimes.

"Why didn't you tell us you were meeting up with the curly haired boy?!" Cami says.

"OK so his name is Ashton, and he's really sweet. We hung out with his friends at the beach, nothing special" I shrug.

"It looked pretty special to me, looked like a double date" Camila smirked. Ed clapped his hands at this.

"Ashton isn't really looking for... Anything... Or anyone for that matter... At the moment, so it definitely wasn't a date, just hanging out." I shrug, trying to contain my excitement that he was pretty cute.

"But still, he is cute girl, you gotta admit that" Camila said, smiling.

"Yeah, he is, I like him". I said, smiling and dancing around the room a little. Ed and Camila join in dancing with me, before we're interrupted by a knock. Camila forgot to shut the door behind her.

"You lot seem... Happy?" Ashton questions, seeing us all dancing. I can feel myself turning bright red, hoping that he didn't hear what I just said.

"Erm.. Yeah, just happy that it's the weekend!" Ed smiles, trying to cover our backs.

"Speaking of which, cool if I grab Y/N?" Ashton asks.

"You go ahead sweetie, we'll be just here". Camila grins from ear to ear, ushering Ed out of the room, and hide behind the corner so they can hear every word. I roll my eyes at this action.

Ashton chuckeled. "Your friends are funny".

"Yeah they're petty decent. Did you have a good day? I hope you liked the beach and that you liked the food also, because I really was worried tha-" I said.

"It was perfect, Y/N, thank you. Luke commented on how much of a great tour guide you were for us today. So thankyou. Plus you have a good eye for nice food!" Ashton smiles, lightly brushing his finger along my cheek. I can feel myself shudder at this light touch, making me legs feel like jelly.

"Speaking of food, to say thank you, I'd like to take you out for dinner tonight, just me and you. Is that okay?" Ashton asked.

I pause, shocked at his request.

"I-I would love to" is all I manage to reply.

"Great, it's a date" he winks, before walking off.

****

Part 1 // Part 2 // Part 3 //

[xxkellsvixen19xx]

Forget Me Not Jim Mason x Reader 50 First Dates AU Pt 3

Jim laid a hand on her thigh out sight and casual-like. Just a light pressure to let Y/N know he was there for her.

Her entire body tightened, and she darted a glance around the table to see if anyone was watching. Everyone else was far too interested in their conversation and the joint floating around. He leaned over slightly to whisper by her ear. "You know they love you to pieces. It's going to be just fine, angel eyes."

His use of her nickname made her lips twitch. But even more importantly, to his delight she snuck her hand over his, linking their fingers together and squeezing tightly in response.

"You two got something on your mind over there?" Chad's question buzzed angrily in Jim's ears.

It was rather amazing how much disapproval could be put into such simple words.

Y/N took a deep breath, but before she could speak Jim decided what the hell. He'd sooner be skinned for the whole disaster, no matter what she'd said before.

"Not a secret," Jim announced. "We're dating."

Other than her quick gasp of shock, there was no response to his comment. Not for a full five seconds. Then an uproar of noise hit from all sides.

"The hell?"

"Since when?"

"Are you serious?"

Over all the questions and cussing lay a deep, heavy rumble, starting low then increasing in volume until Mr. Y/D/L/N's laugh broke through. He waved his sons off. "Calm yourself, boys. You really surprised by this?" He clicked his tongue. "Never thought I’d raised a pack of dullards. I saw this coming from a mile away."

Y/N gave Jim  a dirty look before facing her father.

"What's that mean?"

The older man shrugged. "Means I'd seen you two making calf eyes at each other when you thought no one was looking. About time you came to your senses."

Chad stumbled to vertical, glaring daggers at Jim. "Bullshit. You can't be dating Y/N."

Jim stood to meet him eye to eye across the table. "Not your decision."

"She's still recovering from the accident. She doesn't need to get involved with anyone."

A stream of very creative swearing burst free from a most unexpected source. Jim waited cautiously until Chad looked away before also turning toward Y/N.

She'd stood as well, her much shorter status very clear as everyone loomed over her from where they’d all risen to their feet around the table. The vile language spewing from her mouth stuttered to a stop as she whipped out her finger and stuck it in her oldest brother’s face.

"The accident happened two months ago. I. Bumped. My. Head. That's it. I didn't have a lobotomy or revert to childhood. I've had enough of you wrapping me in cotton and refusing to let me do anything on my own. Yes, I have gaps in my memory, and yes, dealing with that is a pain in the ass. But you, Chad"-she glared around the table to take in all her brothers-"all of you, are even bigger pains. I did not break my brain, or my body. My sex drive did not vanish out the broken window, and I will not allow you, or anyone else, decide what will or won't happen in my life."

Jim wasn't sure the mention of sex was the wisest idea as eyes narrowed further, and fists were clenched. Only he couldn't worry about that because she'd spun her fury toward him.

"And you! You're the biggest pain of them all. I told you I wanted to do this myself. You agreed, and now you just leap in and do exactly the opposite of what I asked for? Damn you." Y/N stepped back from the table, her eyes full of fire as she planted her feet wide and crossed her arms. "Jim and I are not going out," she stated clearly.

Oh, shit. She was more upset by his taking control than he’d expected. He reached for her, but she twisted from his grasp.

"Forget it, Jim. We might be seeing more of each other in the future if you get your head out of your ass, but the only reason will be because you might be the father of my baby."

The question exploded from five male throats at the same moment.

Y/N lifted her chin, cheeks red, her chest heaving. "Yes. I'm pregnant. Jim insists he could be. That's all I'm going to say about this tonight because I'm sick of all of you. Good night."

She twirled on her heel and stomped from the room, the door slamming shut after her. Jim wavered between running after her and staying to explain to the guys.

He never saw it coming. The fist that connected with his jaw made stars burst before his eyes, and he stumbled backward before landing on the floor, five very angry faces staring down at him.

"Shall we bury him alive in the back forty?" Danny asked, wiggling his fingers to shake out the blow he’d delivered. "Hang him in the garage. We can use the welder’s torch and skin him first."

Jim shoved aside the anger inside that wanted to flare like a torch. "Let me explain, dammit."

Chad dragged a hand over his head then gestured his brothers aside. He extended his hand to Jim.

Jim eyed it with distrust.

His friend snorted. "Look, you surprised us all, but I’m not going to beat you any further, and neither will the others."

"Speak for yourself," Alex drawled. "What the hell is going on, Jim?"

"Boys, let him up." Y/D/F/N Y/D/L/N pushed through his sons to cast an unreadable stare upon Jim.

Alex looked disappointed. "Does this mean we're not killing him and hiding the body?"

Y/D/F/N rested a hand on his shoulder. "Not today, but there's still hope for tomorrow."

And with that, Jim sighed in relief. He was going to be forgiven, at least by the guys. ,Y/N on the other hand, was another issue. He'd have to watch his balls around her for the next while.

They all settled around the table, a little uneasy. More awkward than he'd ever felt with the family. "So, now what?" Alex asked.

"That one is easy," Y/D/F/N answered. "Now Jim finds a way to convince Y/N they’re a couple. If she's going to have a baby, she needs all the support she can get."

"So you’d better find a way to convince Y/N she wants you in her life, or else," Chad snapped. Chad's ultimatum pissed Jim off all over.

"There’s nothing I want more." The secret seed of fear inside was shoved down and ignored as Jim went nose to nose with his stubborn best friend. “Did you not listen to what I said about sending you an email, you stupid ass? Did you not hear the part about how I'm the one who came to her before she even told me about the baby?"

"Easy words to say when none of it can be proved."

"Still say we take him outside and work him over,"  Alex muttered.

"Shut up, all of you." Mr. Y/D/L/N didn’t shout. Didn't storm, but his intensely spoken comment quelled all four of his sons. "Stop poking at Jim. He knows what he did was wrong, and if my baby girl is going to have a man in her life, I like Jim."

Warmth rushed him at the man’s words of acceptance. "Thank you, sir."

Y/D/F/N turned toward him with ice in the depths of his purple eyes. "You hurt her again, though, and I'll shoot you myself."

Ahh, family. Jim straightened up and wondered if he was going to survive.

Remembering the expression of fury in Y/N's eyes, he just might be better off dealing with the guys.

*********************************************

Y/N pulled herself alert. She was only a moment away from sliding into a puddle of relaxation in the overstuffed easy chair, tired from her week and everything that had been going on.

Medina had plopped herself on the floor to apply a new layer of polish to Y/N's toes. Instead of Friday night at the pub, Medina had suggested a girls’ home spa. The laid-back evening was so much better than fighting the noise and the crowds. Y/N was in heaven.

"Skipping away from the baby talk for a minute." Heather leaned forward on her elbows. "Tell me to butt out if you're not sharing, but what's this I hear about Jim.Mason basically camping out in your front yard?"

Y/N wasn't sure if she was pissed off or pleased with his relentless attention. "I laid down the law about two weeks ago, and ever since he's been trying to get back in my good books."

"Is it working?" Medina snorted. "Jim has not yet perfected the art of the grovel, we'll just put it that way."

"Hmm." Cami and Annisa, two more of Y/N's friends, exchanged glances. "A good grovel is always nice,”  Cami admitted.

"Followed by make-up sex, right?" Annisa grinned. "So, what’s he not doing right? Not being determined enough?"

Y/N stopped to think for a minute. Jim had been persistent-that much was in his favor. "I don’t think he understands what he did wrong in the first place."

"Of course he doesn’t." Heather grabbed a pitcher and topped up her drink. "He’s a guy. The words 'I was wrong' kind of stick in their throats and end up coming out as 'Get over it, little woman, I know best.'

A snort escaped before Y/N could stop it. "Yeah, that’s about the entire story."

"So, all he needs to do is say he was wrong?" Medina tilted her head to the side. "I would have thought this situation required more than that."

"Oh, 'I was wrong' would be the first step," Y/N agreed. "But until he figures out that this is my life, I'm not letting him back in. It's bad enough with my brothers wanting to make decisions for me."

"And you don’t need another big brother, right?" Ava winked at her. "I know you probably hate getting asked, but how are you feeling?"

"Much better,” Y/N admitted happily. "Morning sickness is done. Lots of energy. I haven’t got back my memory, but I have progressed in my math beyond two plus two is four."

"Hmm, too bad you have no memory of sexing it up with Jim." Cami waggled her brows. "I bet he’s got some moves."

"I can’t believe sex with Jim wasn’t memorable enough to stay in your brain no matter what. I mean, do you think he's got a teeny penis or something, and your mind is trying to wipe that out?"

"Not the size of the equipment, it’s how well they use it," Annisa quipped innocently, batting her lashes at the laughter that rose from the other women. "Well, that’s what they say, right?"

"No, I doubt Jim is lacking penis power. Unless he's shoving socks into his jock strap, the guy's got the goods."

Like a barometer, Y/N’s cheeks had responded to the chatter. She didn't really want to speculate on Jim's... equipment. "Sorry. Memory loss doesn’t pick and choose to save the juicier tidbits for repeat consumption. We'll have to stick with 'I don't remember’ on this one."

Laughter exploded, and Y/N relaxed back into her happy haze of food and friends. It wasn't the size of Jim's equipment that interested her -well, okay, not completely. But if she remembered the act, she'd know for sure who was involved in making the baby in her belly. She slipped her hands over the slight bulge beginning to show and wished again for a miracle, like total recall. It didn't come, but the friendship and warmth around her helped. Helped a lot.

The next morning Jim shifted uneasily on his feet and waited for Y/N to answer his knock. It was just past ten. Late enough she would have had time to sleep in a little and dress, because he didn't need any temptation to mess this up.

It sort of worked. She was awake. The woman who pulled the door open had bright eyes and a rested face; only she was still wrapped in a mass of soft terry cloth. Her robe ended at mid-thigh, and Jim snapped his gaze back up to safer territory.

He swallowed hard. "Hi."

She lifted one brow in a perfect Vulcan imitation. "Hi." Jim paused. "How you doing?"

Y/N nodded. "Good."

Ah, fuck it. "I'm so sorry, Y/N. I was an ass, and I had no right to butt in and go around your wishes."

She opened the door all the way and they headed towards the kitchen. She watched with a bemused attitude from where she’d pushed herself up to sit on the counter. "What are you doing, Jim?"

"Apologizing." He lifted his glass to her. "Trying to find a way to truly be there for you and make up for my stupid move at dinner a while back."

Y/N lifted her hand to touch his jaw where the final tinge of a bruise was slowly fading. "You got worked over by my brothers that night. I'm sorry for leaving you to them."

Jim stood stock-still as her soft fingers caressed his cheek. "I blew it more ways than one that night."

"You did." She patted his cheek gently then leaned forward to whisper, “But I'm ready to forgive you. Only for heaven's sake, stop acting like some ball-less dweeb."

Jim couldn't help but to laugh. "That's blunt."

Y/N shrugged. "It’s the new Y/N-I tend to speak my mind a little sooner. So here’s the deal. You will not fuck up and go against my express wishes, and I'll stop my brothers from beating on you."

Jim nodded. "And you'll let me get involved in your life; however it will help you the most. Whether that’s getting things ready for the baby's arrival, or being there to rub your feet or ..." He'd spotted the circle on the calendar on the wall. "Or going to prenatal visits with you."

She hesitated. "I don't know how I feel about that."

"That’s not true." Jim laid a hand over hers where it rested on the counter. "Come on, new Y/N, tell me what's racing through your mind."

She stared down at their fingers. "I'm afraid to let you in, I'm afraid to have you around and then have you taken off down the road." Her head lifted and those beautiful eyes stared into his soul. "I want you to be there for more than just the baby."

Jim stroked her fingers lightly. "I’m here. In spite of your fears." In spite of his own. "I wanted you before the baby was in the picture, and I'll want you no matter what." That much he could say with full and complete honesty.

The moment hung between them. Anticipation and longing right there. All his concerns and worries were overwhelmed by the need to have Y/N make the decision for him. To be with him, and give him a chance. Even though her accepting him would open up a world of nightmares-facing those would be worth it. Had to be worth it. He'd chosen to be a better man than his father, and this was the place that he made his stand.

Y/N moved so slowly, but finally she did move. Leaned toward him and rested her head on his shoulder. He slipped up a hand to brush the inch-long hair over her scalp, the softness against his palm like satin.

She leaned away. "Okay."

His heart raced like an out-of-control train. "Okay?"

She nodded. "You can come to the prenatal with me. And you can do some stuff around here, to help get things ready for the baby."

Jim waited, then got tired of waiting. "And us?" He demanded.

Her tongue snuck out quickly as she moistened her lips. "Well, I suppose we could start seeing each other."

He wanted to toss his fist into the air and shout, but that might freak her out. So instead he picked her up and twirled her. Hugging her close as she laughed. "Put me down, silly."

Jim lowered her carefully, reluctant to allow her warm, soft body to leave contact with his. "Does that mean we can go on a date?"

"Yes." She got an evil look in her eyes. He lowered himself onto the open space next to her, leaving room between them. There would be time to make a move on the physical side of things soon enough, now that she was letting him in. Letting him have a chance to do the right thing, and more.

She leaned back, the sunshine in the window making her soft and edible, and incredibly beautiful. "You have any plans for the day?"

"You are my plans."

Her smile bloomed, and Jim's heart swelled a little. It wasn’t what he’d expected to be doing, but in the big scheme of things-it was right.

@michael-langdon-appreciation

Credit to @carolthors

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Rio & Buster

Rio: [Snap] Rio: I swear I've popped overnight Buster: He's gonna be tall Buster: I'm telling you Rio: He better hope he takes after you not me Rio: My Da ain't tall but some of my brothers are so Buster: He will Rio: You think your genes are stronger than my genes? 😜 Okay Buster: The tall ones are Buster: Ask Nance Rio: True Rio: I'm gonna look even more like a bit that dropped off you, like 😂 Buster: Shh Buster: You're perfect Rio: Cute Rio: I am not feeling it today lemme tell you 😵😷 Rio: How're you? Buster: Do actually tell me Buster: Is that why your mum knows? Rio: Yeah Rio: she was bringing over some tools for Indie and I couldn't hold it in Rio: plus I was just in my PJs still and as you can see, I'm huge so Rio: pretty obvious Buster: Don't, you look beautiful Buster: But if you weren't gonna warn me could you not at least have had a word to her Buster: Told her to shut up, like Buster: Politely Rio: What Rio: How did you know, actually Buster: 'Cause my mum does now too, actually Buster: Thanks to yours Rio: Well she wouldn't have just told her for no reason Rio: your Mum obviously had her own suspicions Buster: No, she really didn't Buster: She was fucking blindsided, trust me Rio: Well I don't need to ask how it went then Buster: Obviously not Buster: Just ask your mum to calm down, yeah? Buster: I don't need my sister finding out the same way Rio: She's not going to just tell her Buster: She didn't just tell my mum, but the end result's the same Rio: Well alright Rio: I didn't tell her, don't have a go at me Buster: I'm not Buster: I'm just asking you to do me a favor, like Buster: At least until exams are over Rio: Yeah and I'll talk to her Rio: but I can't ask her to do something she hasn't done Buster: Whatever Buster: Talk to her, that's all I want Rio: I do talk to her Buster: You know what I mean Rio: You can tell her yourself if you're so bothered Buster: Fine Buster: If you'd rather that convo Rio: Well I'm not having a go at her, I'm not angry Buster: I didn't ask you to Rio: Good enough Rio: That convo would have gone the same if you'd told her yourself, you know Buster: No, it wouldn't Rio: What are you basing that off? Rio: Not past experience Buster: She feels like I only tell her shit when I'm backed into a corner, which I was Buster: It wouldn't have been like that if I'd done it my way Buster: It wouldn't have sounded like a negative Rio: Well it's easy to say that when it's not how it went Rio: she can say what she likes but she wouldn't have been happier ever Rio: we knew that, you knew that Buster: It's easy for you to say that when you're not the one she's talking to like that, too Buster: I'd have been happier doing it differently, doesn't that count for anything? Rio: Like you said, end results the same Rio: and I'm not saying it's not shit but we knew it would be Buster: Well, that's okay then Buster: More fool me Rio: Like I said, I don't believe Mum just told her Rio: why would she Buster: Like it matters Buster: It's done now Rio: Yeah Rio: it is Buster: Don't get an attitude with me about it Buster: I haven't got the energy to fight with you after that Rio: Good because I'm not interested in fighting about this Buster: Good to know Rio: Fine Rio: Have a good day then Buster: What? So you're just not gonna talk to me Buster: Fuck that Rio: Well we don't want to talk about this and I don't have anything else to say right now Buster: Seriously, stop Buster: Don't be like this Rio: I'm not being like anything Rio: I've been chucking up all day what do you want me to say about it Rio: it isn't very interesting Buster: What, so I only wanna talk to you if you're bringing your A-game? Buster: Fuck off Buster: I've never been that cunt Rio: Don't tell me to fuck off Buster: Don't make it into something it isn't Buster: You know what I mean Rio: I'm the one making this into something? Rio: Okay Buster: Fine, it's my fault, yeah? Buster: Calm down Rio: Seriously, do not Buster: Babe, come on Buster: We're both having a shit day Buster: I'm sorry, okay Rio: Yeah Rio: Me too Buster: Tell me what I can do to make you feel better Rio: No, I should be asking you Rio: I'm sorry Rio: Was it really as awful as that Buster: I handled it Buster: We got to where we needed to be by the end Buster: Don't worry about me, its my job to worry about you two right now Rio: I'm glad Rio: and proud of you Rio: I still do, I was just being selfish Buster: You're allowed Buster: I know it's hard, but I'll be home soon Buster: I'm proud of you Rio: No you're not, how can you be Rio: I've literally achieved nothing today Buster: Yeah you have Buster: I know how well you're looking after him Buster: And he's not returning the favor, like, but I'll have a word Rio: Don't be cute now I'll start crying Rio: I can't stand this whiplash emotional hell Buster: You can cry all you want, baby Buster: Just drink water after Rio: No, I can't Rio: I've gotta salvage this day Buster: Yes you can Buster: You're already salvaging the day for me Rio: I was a bitch Rio: You deserve better Buster: No, I don't deserve you if I'm gonna be a prick Buster: You're the best Rio: You weren't Rio: and I know you've just spent the last God knows how long defending us so Rio: I'll be nicer again Buster: It's okay Buster: Honestly Buster: You don't have to be anything for me, just you Rio: I love you Buster: I love you Rio: You should go get a massage or a drink at least, something Rio: so you can relax Buster: I'm fine Buster: I went to the gym, it helped Buster: We're focusing on you right now, do you want dry things or cold things? Rio: You're so good Rio: even when you feel like shit you get things done Rio: it's only a little annoying because I'm jealous rn Buster: You're doing more than I've ever, you're literally growing my kid for me Buster: I'm getting shit delivered to you, ASAP Buster: All you have to do is answer the door Rio: Chloe's an idiot Rio: you're the best protector Buster: My mum saw her shopping Buster: Apparently she looked miserable, direct quote Rio: Know the feeling today but I don't wanna start a club Rio: Sorry babe Buster: Is there anything weird you want before I click to send this order off? Buster: I know that's a thing Rio: Can you get me some sour sweets Buster: 'Course Buster: Just hide them from Indie Buster: And this bag of ice is massive so don't carry it in yourself or we are gonna fight Rio: I already ate all of her stash so I better share Buster: My son doesn't like sharing, sorry Inds Buster: Takes after me Rio: I hope so Rio: You're my favourite person in the world Buster: Shh Buster: You're gonna make me cry now Rio: But you are Buster: Gotta keep up with you, babe Buster: Everyone's fave Rio: No Rio: Your parents are going to murder me and put me in the foundations of a mcmansion Buster: It's me they're mad at, not you Rio: Only 'cos they're not allowed to parent me Rio: probably bitching about me right now though Buster: They better not be 'cause my dad don't know yet and my mum promised to keep it like that Rio: Damn Rio: You really wanted to do that one Buster: I have to Buster: It's the only way he might still have some respect for me left Rio: Rather you than me Rio: he scares me Buster: Seriously? Buster: Why? Rio: I don't know Rio: he's large Rio: and shouty Buster: You're not scared of me, all he is, is an older, less hot and posh, version Buster: My mum's the scary one if there is Rio: Don't tell her I said she's not scary, like Rio: 'cos her too Buster: 😂 Buster: I won't, we already said some really bad shit to each other Buster: Especially me Rio: We all say things in arguments Buster: Yeah, but I took it too far Buster: I always do Rio: She's used to you by now Buster: Thank fuck Buster: Who else would know that when I said you're a shit mum I mean you're a good one Rio: Oh babe Buster: No direct quotes but I basically told her that everything she's ever done for me and Nance was wrong Rio: It's what they all think in their heads anyway Rio: not like it's a radical notion, and you're still a teenager so, you're allowed Buster: But like, I can't imagine how shit I'd feel if our kid said that to me Rio: It'll happen Rio: Hopefully not as soon as he can talk but you know, kids are savage Buster: It better fucking not Buster: And you're not nearly dying to give birth to him either, I'm not having it Rio: 😂 Rio: Put your foot down, baby Buster: I will Buster: Put him on the phone Rio: [Phones] Rio: You're so fucking cute Buster: That's him told Buster: Do I need to tell you to go lie down again or are you being good? Rio: Now I'm lowkey horny I can't take this 😫 Rio: Your wife is an actual insane before, but yeah, I've managed to get out the bathroom long enough to chill on the sofa Rio: person not before wtf* Buster: You've got time to take care of that before the delivery man shows up Rio: Don't you mean YOU have time or are you really gonna make me do it myself Rio: so rude Buster: I've always got time for you, you know that Rio: 😏 Buster: Since I've already got so many open, I'll get on the app for you Buster: Why not Rio: You don't really have to, I know you're busy baby, I'm just being a brat and you're hot Buster: But I want to Buster: I said I'd do anything to make you feel better and I will Rio: Okay Rio: You can multitask Buster: We'll say I am, but I'll just give you my full attention for as long as you need Buster: Keep my secret, babe Rio: I'll never tell Buster: Good girl Rio: Daddy Rio: I missed you Rio: let's not fight again Buster: Only to make up Buster: Sometimes Rio: And just for fun Buster: Are you staying on the sofa? Rio: Yeah Rio: we're comfy Buster: Hot Buster: Hopefully the neighbours will get to know how much you miss me too then Rio: You're gonna get me loud? Buster: We'll see, won't we? Rio: Buster Buster: Rio Rio: I'm laying here and rubbing my big belly and thinking about how sexy you'd find it Buster: I've saved that snap you sent me so Rio: If you get me feeling really good I'll send you better ones Buster: Yeah? Rio: How's it feel knowing you made me like this? So swollen, and tender Rio: I'm even more sensitive, baby Buster: Jesus Buster: Just when I think I can't miss you more Rio: Every way you wanted to touch me would feel so good right now Buster: I'm this close to getting on a flight, forget the app Rio: Be a good boy too Rio: when you're done and you live here all the time, I'm going to be so pregnant Buster: I know, I can't stop thinking about it Buster: Thank god you can be as distracting as you want then Rio: You'll be all for me Rio: 'til October, no studying, none of it Rio: just you, me and our son Buster: All day every day, baby Buster: Except when you leave me to holiday with my sister Rio: Oh baby, are you jealous? Buster: 'Course Buster: You know I want you to myself Rio: I'll still be all yours Buster: It'll be my turn to distract you Rio: Do it Buster: I love turning you on in the middle of a crowd Rio: I want it so bad, I wanna be looking at all the beautiful sights and only be able to think about you Buster: You're gonna show those tourists what a beautiful sight is, babe Rio: Fuck Buster: I can't stop looking at you Rio: You don't have to, we're your baby, both of us Rio: All yours Buster: This is what it feels like [does app wizardry so she feels amazing] Rio: Oh my God Rio: That good, huh? Buster: Or maybe it's more like this, actually [does better] Rio: Jesus Cristo não pare o papai me engravidar novamente Buster: I can tell exactly how you said that Buster: Like I heard it Rio: You heard similar back in Brazil enough Buster: You're making me wanna hear more Rio: I don't know if I can handle more, fuck, baby Buster: Let's see Buster: What about this? Rio: Foda-se sim, papai, apenas assim Buster: I knew you could handle it Rio: Eu sou sua boa menina? Buster: You're so good, you know you are Rio: You're making me feel so good, I'm taking so many pictures for you Buster: You deserve it Buster: You're being an angel for me Rio: Buster, I wanna have all your babies Buster: Have this one first and then I'll fuck the next into you Buster: Exactly how you want Rio: As soon as I want too Buster: Yes, baby Rio: Where are we having the next one then Rio: in front of the family or in front of everyone on the beach? Buster: You promised me the beach but we can invite your family along if you want Rio: I just wanna be with you Buster: They can be there when we make the next one then Buster: There's always a family party to liven up Rio: I just want everyone to know how fucking good you are, daddy, and I mean everyone Rio: should be a bigger party next time Buster: Definitely Buster: Grandad's birthday maybe, we said we loved each other then, remember? Rio: Of course I do Buster: I'll put you on the bar, you'll like that Rio: Yeah I will Rio: As much as you like a challenge, clearly, how this family drinks Buster: [Does a little app demo of how it'd be, though we know it'd be better IRL] Buster: I love a challenge, babe Rio: I've never needed you more holy shit Rio: tell me you'll be here soon Buster: So soon Buster: I promise Rio: I'm gonna give you the best welcome home you've ever had Buster: Yeah? Buster: Tell me Rio: I'm gonna make you all your favourite foods for you and I'll do it with nothing but heels on, real old school wife style Rio: so you can come in and bend me over the counter Buster: I need that Buster: Use your maths brain and work out how long I have wait, every second Rio: I know, and you deserve it too, I've got you lots of surprises for finishing all your exams but they gotta stay surprises for now, sorry Rio: How many days is it? Buster: How many seconds is it Buster: Or minutes if that's too hard Rio: I can do it 😣 Rio: I've just lost track of when your last exam is Buster: Sure Buster: June 24th Rio: 1123200 seconds Buster: Well, fuck me that was impressively fast Rio: 18, 720 minutes more tangible if not depressingly long sounding Buster: Do you wanna do the rest of my physics exams for me, like Buster: Economics, at least Rio: 312 hours, if you wanna be most optimistic sounding Rio: Ha, yeah right Rio: do you wanna lose your A*s? Buster: I wouldn't Buster: You're so fucking smart Rio: Shh, I just liked Maths Buster: Seriously, you go to uni and I'll be a stay at home dad Rio: 😏 Rio: I'd like to see how long you'd last Rio: also you in a pinny but you know, prefer the business attire Buster: 'Cause my mum would murder me or 'cause you reckon I can't do it? Rio: I'm sure you can do it but you'd be so bored by like Rio: day 4, tops Buster: Challenge accepted as soon as there's time I don't have to be in school and I can prove this Rio: Don't ask me to tell you how many seconds you'll be spending in Uni, you'll depress yourself 'fore you've even started, babe Buster: I won't Buster: Hot as you are when you work that shit out Rio: Such a nerd Rio: Gimme something fun to work out Buster: Tell me how many hours it is until I get to feel him kick Buster: I'm so excited for that Rio: 'Cos you wanna tell everyone he's already got a better right kick than Beckham, or whatever 😏 Rio: 1008 at earliest, 2520 if he's being lazy Rio: as it's my first pregnancy Buster: Please, Beckham wishes he was that good Buster: And our kid, lazy? Fuck that Rio: 😂 Fit though Rio: Leave my poor boy alone, he can take as long as he needs 😜 Buster: That better just be your way of telling me to get more tattoos or shut up Rio: It's my way of telling you you only gonna get better with age, baby Rio: 😘 Buster: Actually true so if you're backtracking, rude Rio: I meant it, silly Rio: actual DILF Buster: You're cute Buster: I will have to get another one for him though Buster: Only fair Rio: Thank God I'm not incapable of smiling like his missus, or called that Rio: giving you the worst kinda flashbacks Rio: tryna kill me, so rude Buster: 😂 Rio: I'm so glad you like your tat though Rio: that could've been really awkward Buster: Likewise Rio: You did good, baby Rio: they always make me think of you Buster: I'm glad Rio: Should probably give the boy a name before you go getting inked, though Buster: I'm not gonna go do it right now, don't worry Buster: Let him be born first Rio: Just checking, know you're a convert now Buster: If you've got a name picked out, I'll go book myself in, like Rio: We've got to pick together Rio: Obviously I've been thinking but no great inspiration yet Buster: Yeah, all I seem to do is think of names I definitely don't want Rio: Seriously, that's a long list Buster: Being surrounded by posh cunts all day makes it longer Rio: I'd sooner die than call him fucking Rio: Tarquin or whatever the fuck madness Buster: Same Buster: At least my parents didn't do that to me, shit as I tried to call them out as being, earlier Rio: Not trying to fit in that hard ever Rio: ick Rio: I'd have trouble taking you seriously, ngl, it might be a dealbreaker Buster: Good to know Rio: Just in case you were planning on a name change Rio: Did not sign up for 😜 Buster: Nah, I like the one they gave me Buster: Don't tell 'em but Rio: Secret's safe with me Rio: wouldn't wanna give 'em too much credit now Buster: Speaking of Buster: Can you keep another one for me, 'cause there is one name I like but Rio: Tell me Buster: It's my brother's Rio: We can do that Buster: What if it just makes everyone sad Rio: I think it's a nice thing to do Rio: and I think people would see that Rio: but it could be a middlename, then it's not like they have to use it Buster: Okay Buster: Good idea Rio: I like it too, it's a good name Buster: Yeah Buster: Strong, right? Rio: Definitely Buster: I don't know if I believe in any of that shit but it can't hurt to have guardian angel if I'm wrong Rio: Never hurts to hedge your bets Rio: especially for him Buster: This family needs some good luck for a change Rio: Agreed Rio: Nothing but good luck for our boy, I promise Buster: I love you so much Rio: I love you too gorgeous Buster: How do you feel now? Rio: So much better Rio: You always make me better Rio: I need you, doctor's orders, like Buster: At least the delivery is apparently only 15 minutes away even if I'm not Rio: I'd basically forgotten about that Rio: just here in my orgasm haze don't mind me Buster: As long as you remember tomorrow morning when you need it all Rio: You're so sweet Rio: thank you Buster: I'd do more if I could Buster: It's basically nothing in the scheme of things, I know Rio: It ain't Rio: You do so much for me, more than I'd ever ask Buster: Well, you never have to ask, babe Rio: Do I have to put my clothes back on though Rio: the real question here Buster: Never Buster: Like, you can throw one of my tops on if you don't wanna give the bloke an unnecessary tip, but like Rio: Poor man Buster: Lucky man, you mean Rio: I won't wait and find out what he reckons Buster: Don't 'cause I'm too far away to fight him for seeing you like that when I can't Rio: You can see me whenever you want, I told you I was taking pictures Rio: I'm not done playing yet, you said I had 15 minutes Buster: Show me then Buster: You know I miss you Rio: All you had to do was ask, baby Rio: [All the pics] Buster: Fuck Buster: I stopped breathing then Rio: You had me like that several times Rio: the neighbours 1000% heard too Buster: I hope they did Buster: It's been a while since we were on the stairs Buster: Can't have them thinking you've dumped me Rio: 😂 They're so invested at this point Rio: not the only one buzzing when you're back Buster: 'Course they are Buster: We put on a hell of a show Rio: Seriously Rio: putting my solo stuff to shame and can't even stream this, soz everyone Buster: You can if you want Rio: I'm not gonna make you, besides Rio: probably not a good look for a lawyer to have public sex tapes is it Buster: Sex tapes aren't even a scandal anymore Rio: 😏 is it Buster: I'm just saying, if you want to, you can Rio: You'd have to want to too, it's a whole big thing to think about Rio: anyway, I only had sex on stream with Curtis that one time and everyone was so scandalized then so Buster: 'Cause he was shit at it Rio: 😂 Buster: I don't have to tell you, you were there Buster: But from an audience perspective, still shit Rio: Hmm yeah I did get plenty of DMs to that affect, telling me how much better they could, so maybe you're onto something, babe Buster: I know Rio: I wasn't shit though Rio: Was I? Buster: Just him Buster: It was obvious you weren't as into it Rio: Well you know I wasn't Buster: Yeah, but I don't just mean like that, you made it way better for him than he did for you Buster: He wasn't spending enough time on you at all Rio: He didn't really like giving oral when he was my boyfriend, never mind when he had no obligations, like Buster: 😒 Unsurprised Buster: Selfish prick across the board Rio: Is what it is Buster: It's not, you can't expect it if you don't offer it Rio: He didn't really expect anything, I offered Rio: not gonna say no is he Rio: can't say you've never done it Buster: Like I said, shit and selfish Rio: I'm not feeling the need to sit here and defend him, like, don't worry Buster: And since you're clearly thinking about my past exploits, I have never been that rude Buster: If you're with me, you can have anything you want Rio: 🙄 Rio: I don't need to hear it Buster: Don't be jealous, babe Buster: It's not news that I've fucked a lot of girls, why did you think that was? Rio: Shut up, you're annoying me now Buster: Are you actually annoyed? Rio: Forget about it Buster: Baby Buster: Tell me Rio: I just refuse to believe you've never fucked anyone just to get yours Rio: we all have, everyone does it Buster: Okay but what I liked was giving them the best possible time so they couldn't want me more and then not letting them back Buster: So yeah, but not the way you're saying Rio: You're such a dick Buster: I've never denied it Buster: The fact was, if I just wanted to cum I could do it better myself than they could, I've told you that before Rio: Whatever Buster: Why are you so mad at me about this? Rio: I'm not mad Buster: Then what? Rio: Why Rio: Why would you bother doing that for people you don't give a shit about, that doesn't make any sense Buster: 'Cause it was fun Buster: 'Cause it gave me the reputation I wanted Rio: Right Buster: Are you seriously judging me for ancient history? Rio: Delivery's here hold on Buster: I'm not going anywhere Rio: [Later than necessary] Rio: You didn't have to get that many bags of sweets, like Buster: If you have to share then you need enough to keep for yourself once you have Rio: Suppose so Rio: thanks again anyway Buster: You don't need to thank me Buster: Just tell me what's wrong Rio: I don't know Rio: I'm just thinking about things Buster: Talk to me Rio: No, it's stupid Buster: It's not Rio: Might be, you've not heard it yet Buster: I know you Buster: It won't be Rio: It is, I am Rio: it doesn't even matter, forget it Buster: No, Rio Buster: It obviously does matter Rio: It's just Rio: Why me? Buster: Why wouldn't it be you? Buster: You're perfect Buster: Come on, you know why Buster: You know every reason Rio: Well I'm not, actually Rio: and if you're so generous and good in bed with everyone like you say then you could be with any of them, anyone you wanted Buster: You are to me and for me Buster: You're the only one I want, have always wanted Buster: And I wasn't good 'cause I was using them, shamelessly, wasn't I? Buster: Hardly generous to do that either, 'cause even if they wanted more, I wasn't gonna give it Buster: I wasn't gonna give any of them the chance to be more than they were Rio: Maybe you'd feel different if you had Buster: I didn't and don't want to feel different 'cause I loved and love you Rio: Like I said Rio: stupid, forget about it Buster: Like I said, no Rio: Why do you have to push it Buster: 'Cause I fucking love you Rio: I love you too Buster: I want you to be secure in it, forever Buster: And know how important you are Buster: Have always been Rio: Okay Rio: but be honest Rio: and I mean it, don't lie to tell me what you think I wanna hear, when we first hooked up, did you just want to do the same to me too or what Buster: I can't believe you would say that to me Buster: Jesus Rio: Well Buster: Well that's really fucking hurtful Buster: You've always been different 'cause I didn't just want you to want me, I wanted you Rio: I'm sorry Buster: Are you? Buster: You think I would do that, that's one thing, but you think I'd lie about it to you now Rio: I didn't want to ask, I didn't wanna talk about this fullstop Buster: Well, clearly we have to talk about it if that's what you think Buster: If I was playing a game with you I wouldn't have avoided you for years, I'd have fucked you whenever and left you pining for me all that time instead Rio: I guess Buster: That's not a good enough response Buster: Believe me or don't believe me Rio: Excuse me but I can respond however I want Buster: But there's not a middle ground Rio: What? Buster: It's either yes or its no Buster: Not maybe Rio: Well I don't know Rio: You clearly had fucked motivations in the past, you aren't denying it Buster: Yeah, and? Buster: You've got a past too, you've been in love before I'm not asking if you loved them more than me Buster: 'Cause I know what the answer is Rio: I'm saying, I don't know what you were thinking then and I don't think you can say you do either Rio: it was forever ago so leave it Buster: You leave it Buster: Don't tell me what to do Rio: Please yourself Buster: Clearly Rio: Christ Buster: What, that's what I do, yeah? Rio: Apparently not Rio: such a giver, like Buster: Fuck you Buster: You don't get to judge me for this, what the fuck Rio: Why not Rio: I can think what I want Buster: 'Cause you're meant to fucking trust me Buster: But fine, yeah, go on, think what you want Rio: I didn't say I didn't Rio: this is the past, past tense Buster: You're saying you don't believe what I'm telling you Buster: So yeah, you are Buster: Not to mention that you're treating me like the worst, most fucked up person for what is the past Rio: No I'm not how have you even got that from what I've said Buster: How am I meant to not get that from what you've said Rio: Then you're projecting because I haven't judged you once Buster: Whatever you say Rio: You're the one that's always judging me Buster: Bullshit Buster: When have I ever? Rio: All the time, telling me that every lad I've ever been with is so selfish or some kind of borderline abuser when it's just normal, it's what happens Buster: It's been normal for you, that doesn't mean it's normal for everyone Buster: Getting left stranded in London isn't just what happens Buster: Ryan isn't just what happens Buster: But it's not your fault and I've literally never said it is Rio: Fuck you Rio: Fuck off Rio: You aren't in any position to lecture me on what's normal Buster: How am I the bad guy for wanting you to know that you deserve better? Fuck's sake Rio: Leave me alone Buster: Shut up Buster: I'm not doing that Rio: You're a prick Buster: Yeah Rio: I mean it Buster: Me too Rio: I actually don't have time for this Rio: I need to get on with my day Buster: Don't Rio: Don't what, be productive? Buster: Don't do this Rio: Well I feel like shit now so Buster: How is pushing me away gonna help? Rio: Because you've made me feel like this Buster: I'm sorry Rio: You can't be Rio: You don't even understand Buster: I can be 'cause I didn't want to make you feel like this, I don't ever Rio: Well it can't be avoided Rio: I'll be fine, I'll get over it Buster: It can Buster: Just make me understand Rio: Just don't talk about them again alright Buster: Who? Your exes or mine? Rio: Mine Buster: Okay Rio: You just can't understand okay Rio: You haven't been there Buster: I know Buster: I really am sorry Rio: It's just Rio: Invalidating when you tell me what it was Rio: I get to say, not you, not them, not anyone else Buster: I didn't mean to make it into that Rio: I know Buster: I just Buster: Fuck, it doesn't even matter Buster: It's not the point Rio: You can say Rio: I won't snap your head off Buster: I just don't ever want anything like that to happen to you again Buster: I don't want you to think that it's alright Rio: It won't Rio: I'm with you now Buster: Yeah, but it doesn't just have to come from people you're fucking Buster: Anyone can be a cunt Buster: And you're such a good person Rio: Nah Buster: Yeah Rio: I'm sorry what I said upset you Buster: I deserved it Rio: You didn't Buster: Yeah, I did Buster: It's not gonna be another argument, like Rio: But you didn't, not how you took it Rio: 'cos I didn't mean it like that Buster: It's not your fault I'm an idiot Rio: Stop Buster: I was stupid about it, don't act like I wasn't Rio: You were not Rio: You only said what you should, what any decent person would Buster: It doesn't matter anymore Buster: Forget it Rio: Yes it does Rio: I don't just get to say whatever I like 'cos I'm angry either Buster: You do when you're pregnant, I'm pretty sure that's like rule 1 Rio: Fuck that Rio: I'm just an insecure mess I'm sorry Rio: I do believe you, I just find it hard sometimes but that's on me not you Buster: It's okay Buster: I'm tired and frustrated and stressed and far away and none of that is on you either Rio: Exactly, I could try and give you a fucking break, like Buster: Shh Buster: You haven't done anything wrong Buster: It's hard for both of us right now, we knew it would be but that doesn't make it easier just 'cause we know Rio: I don't know why you like me Buster: Yes, you do Buster: Don't forget Rio: I know why you think you do Buster: No, you know why I actually do Buster: 'Cause if you know what I think, I'm not wrong Rio: Idiot Rio: But okay, we'll go with what you reckon, like Buster: We have to, it's all true Buster: Everything, baby Rio: I want it to be Buster: Good, 'cause it already is and I want you to have whatever you want Rio: You're cute Buster: You are Buster: Which is why I also really fucking want to just hold you right now Buster: I hate that I can't Rio: Me too Rio: I'm a mess Buster: You could never be Buster: You're too beautiful Buster: In every way that's possible Rio: I wish I could see me how you do Buster: I'll make it happen Buster: If it takes forever Buster: I'm no quitter, you know that Rio: I love you so much I feel sick Buster: I'm not taking the blame for our son's behavior Rio: 😂 Rio: but seriously Rio: I do Buster: Fuck it, I'm coming home Buster: I'll revise on the flight and be back before my next exam Rio: You only just left baby Buster: I don't care Buster: And neither do you Rio: Your parents will though Buster: They don't have to know Buster: Like I said, I'll be there and back Buster: So just don't tell them and wait for me Rio: You mean it Buster: Take a mum and son nap and I'll wake you Buster: I'm serious Rio: I might think I'm dreaming Buster: It's okay Buster: I'll prove that you're not Rio: Gonna pinch me, yeah? Buster: Yeah Rio: Oi 😂 Buster: I'll wake you up in your favourite way then Rio: That's more like it Buster: Dream about me until then Buster: You can tell me what to do once you have Rio: Can I now? Buster: Sure Rio: How could I say no to such an offer Buster: You can't Buster: And shouldn't Rio: I'm glad you're as ridiculous as I am Rio: Never change Buster: I can't Buster: And shouldn't Rio: Shut up and be here, nerd Buster: I'm on my way to the airport now Buster: Behave Rio: Shan't Buster: Oh really? Buster: I think you will Rio: Only when you make me Rio: and not a moment before Buster: Fine by me Buster: I only want you to do it for me Rio: Of course Rio: Who else? Buster: Nobody, babe Rio: Exactly Rio: There's no one but you Buster: There's nobody like me either Buster: Thank fuck for that, yeah? Rio: Thank fuck for who? Not me Rio: 😍 I could thruple, you just don't want the competition Buster: Too fucking right I don't Buster: Stop trying to get me in threesomes where the only girl is you Rio: Why are you such a spoilsport, babe? Rio: You said I could tell you what to do 😏 Buster: 😒 Buster: I did say that Buster: Damn Rio: 😂 Rio: Poor boy Buster: What was our safe word again? Cabbage or something Rio: Nope, sorry Rio: Your gonna freak this other lad out, babe Rio: be cool Buster: Giraffe? Buster: Jigsaw? Buster: I genuinely don't have any clue Rio: Offensive Rio: I was on my knees for you, boy Rio: It's lampshade Buster: Fuck Buster: Of course Buster: I remember you, vividly, just not Rio: Shows how often we've needed that Rio: also useless, you'd just think you'd actually fucked my brains out like she's gone Rio: honestly Buster: 😂 Rio: Dashing my dreams twofold, it's fine Rio: He'll be gone by the time you're here Buster: Don't Buster: I'm actually jealous of someone that doesn't exist Rio: So cute Buster: I miss you so fucking much Buster: You think you're a mess, its me Rio: I am actually Rio: I need to shower Buster: I sure I'll have to by the time I get there if you keep being so hot about everything Rio: There's nothing hot about how this level of dirty, babe Buster: Says you Rio: Umm should I not shower then? Buster: Don't underestimate how much I want you at all times, is what I'm saying Rio: Noted Rio: I'll let myself go hardcore with this kid then Buster: No you won't Buster: I know you Rio: Be rude to trap you then do it really Buster: Shut up Buster: Take a shower, it'll make you feel better Rio: I will Rio: hmm Rio: Idea though Rio: Maybe I will wait for you and you can wash me, as you're doing what I tell you Buster: Do wait for me Rio: Yeah? Rio: You gotta do a good job, be really thorough okay Buster: I'm not a fucking amateur, babe Buster: Shower or bath? Rio: Shower, definitely Buster: Are you sure? Your knees might get weak, you know Buster: I'm very committed to the task Rio: Well I want you on yours Rio: so yes, I'm sure Buster: Alright Buster: I'll hold you up if you need me to Rio: Such a gentleman Buster: Sometimes Buster: We'll see what happens Rio: Really? You're here to do a job, Mr McKenna, nothing more Buster: Sorry, how unprofessional of me Rio: Should think so 😏 Buster: Oh no, I'm gonna have to work even harder now to make a good impression Rio: Yep Rio: Don't make me regret giving you this opportunity Buster: Absolutely not Rio: 😂 Rio: I'm sorry for wasting time being a bitch earlier Buster: You didn't Buster: If we hadn't fought then I might not be on my way now Rio: That's not why I did it Rio: like, I'm glad but Rio: I'm not being difficult on purpose Buster: I know Buster: Me either Rio: None of it matters now Rio: all I care is you'll be with me soon Buster: And you're only wasting time if you want to turn me on before I board this plane Rio: You know I do Rio: I always wanna turn you on Buster: I know you love making certain things difficult for me in public Rio: 😊 That doesn't sound like me Buster: I must be thinking of my other wife then, like Rio: She don't need to know, I won't tell her Buster: Promise? Rio: Promise Buster: Good Buster: 'Cause she gets possessive and it might make things dangerous Buster: Especially if we got caught Rio: I like danger Rio: Don't you? Buster: I love it Buster: How did you know? Rio: Just a hunch I had about you Buster: It sounds like you have decent intuition, you should keep listening to it Rio: Yeah? And what about you, what's yours telling you to do now? Buster: It's telling me that maybe you can't be trusted not to say anything unless I make it hard for you to talk Buster: Any ideas? Rio joined the chat 31 hours ago Rio: Plenty Rio: But sounds like you have something in mind already to me Buster: A gag is pretty foolproof is what I'm thinking Buster: But what to use? Such a dilemma Rio: It's a conundrum Rio: I'm sure there's something in your suitcase that'll do the job Buster: Maybe, I did pack pretty hurriedly though Buster: Might have to get creative about this Rio: I'm sure she has something here I can use Rio: Some stockings maybe Buster: Clever and resourceful, I like that Rio: What else do you like? Buster: You tell me, you're full of good ideas, I think I like you deciding what's good for me Rio: I'm up for that challenge Buster: Yeah? Buster: I can be very challenging so we'll see if you mean that Rio: You'll see a lot of things Buster: Is that another promise? Rio: Just a fact but if you like Buster: I would Rio: Hmm, you say your wife is possessive but I reckon you are too Buster: Is that gonna be a problem for you? Rio: Are you gonna make it one? Buster: Are you gonna make me want to own you? Rio: Lampshade Rio: Don't cheat on me 😔 Buster: Baby Rio: It's okay, I thought I'd like that but I just didn't Rio: I'm silly Buster: You're not Buster: You're just mine and that's more than okay Rio: You're mine too Rio: Aren't you Buster: All yours Buster: Forever Rio: I'm sorry I ruined it Buster: Don't Buster: I don't want it if you don't Rio: I'll make it up to you Rio: be way better than that imaginary hoe Buster: You don't need to Buster: I know how perfect you are Buster: Nobody else comes close Rio: I love you Buster: I want you Buster: I miss you Buster: And I love you Buster: Just you Rio: I still wanna do everything I said, you know Buster: We can do whatever you want Buster: As long as it's what you want Rio: It really is Buster: Then there's no bigger turn on, ever Rio: You're so good Buster: I mean it Rio: I reckon I know better, more fun ways to turn you on though Buster: Oh yeah? Buster: 'Cause I already can't stop looking at all those pics you sent me Rio: That's just a taster Buster: I like how you taste Buster: So I can wait Rio: 😩 Rio: I can't Buster: I didn't say I want to Buster: Just that I could, if I have to Rio: I want you before you've even got in the door Rio: we've not got any time to waste, babe Buster: You just wanna be on the stairs Buster: I knew you missed it Rio: I'm only thinking of the neighbours Rio: They gotta hear, they wanna see Buster: So thoughtful, babe Buster: We better give them what they need then Rio: It's been said Buster: Good Buster: Do me a favor and think of how I can survive this airport bullshit when I need you so bad Rio: Gonna go ahead and assume you don't mean people watching Buster: Fair Rio: Well the only two ways to survive the airport are getting drunk and buying all the duty free Rio: so get a drink and get me something nice Buster: You know the first one is off the table so I guess I'll have to go harder on the second instead Rio: Baby, I keep telling you you can have a drink Buster: And I keep telling you, not until you can Rio: Why are you the best Rio: also what are you going to get me Buster: Do you want me to tell you or do you want a surprise? Rio: Ooh um Rio: No, make me wait Buster: Alright Rio: Can we fuck in the Ferrari too when you get here? Rio: I'll let you drive Buster: We have to Buster: Gotta make the most of it before we need a family car too Rio: Fucking kids Rio: Imma get a white range rover Rio: total MILF car Buster: You're so hot Rio: I know Rio: Sorry for all the jokes you gonna get in advance boy but both your parents had to hear it so Buster: I'm not sorry for anything Rio: Be a nice ego boost when all his little girlfriends think you're fit, I guess Rio: Or boyfriends, not judging Buster: Could be both Rio: So progressive, Daddy 😉 Buster: He'll be able to have his pick of whoever, let's be honest Rio: If he's even as half as cute as you Buster: If he's half as cute as you, one look and he can have whatever he wants Rio: He's already got you wrapped 'round his finger, babe Rio: definitely takes after me Buster: I'm not mad about it Rio: Good Rio: 'cos we love you daddy Buster: I love you Rio: I wish I was there Buster: I'll be there soon Buster: You don't need to be here, it's manic Rio: Poor boy Rio: I just like seeing how many times I can make you cum on the flight Buster: You still can Buster: It's just more of a challenge Rio: Pssh Rio: Barely Buster: You reckon? Rio: I know so Rio: Making you cum is like my superpower Buster: That's what you're saying, but you're not doing anything, are you? Rio: 😫 Rio: You're shopping right now Buster: That sounds like an excuse to me Rio: That's how it is? Rio: Okay Buster: 😏 Rio: You really want me to make you hard in front of all these people Rio: You act mad but you ain't, you love it, don't you? Buster: You know I do Rio: Honestly Rio: What am I gonna do with you? Buster: You have all the answers you need Rio: What lingerie do you want me to wear then Rio: [This] Rio: [That] Buster: The second one Rio: Your favourite doesn't fit now Rio: so we'll have to find a new favourite Buster: I can't even pretend to be gutted, like Rio: 😏 colour me unsurprised Rio: Before we go away you're gonna have to take me bikini shopping Buster: I never even though of that Buster: But I'm glad I am now Rio: I think I'm gonna get so big Rio: I already am, my boobs are out of control Buster: I hope so Rio: I know you do Buster: It's been getting me through this whole time Rio: I can't wait 'til it's really obvious Buster: Me either Buster: I can't wait for everyone to know that you're having my baby, wherever you go Rio: Same Rio: I want it so bad I wanna show off this bump all the time Buster: I won't be able to keep my hands off you when you do Rio: That's alright with me Rio: Show 'em how that baby got there Buster: Before we did this I didn't expect it to be such a turn on Buster: Jesus Rio: There's no bigger or better way to show how much you own me Buster: Fuck Buster: There isn't Rio: And we're gonna do it as many times as we want Buster: Let's just have as many kids as we can Rio: You mean it? Buster: Yeah Rio: That makes me so happy Buster: Good Buster: I know you've got career plans, and I want you to still do them, but I want all your babies too Rio: We can do both Rio: We can have it all, seriously Buster: I believe that Buster: I want you to Rio: I do Rio: if anyone can, it's us, yeah? Buster: Seriously Buster: We're unstoppable now, babe Rio: Nothing anyone can say or do will change that Buster: Literally never Buster: I wanna marry you again when he's old enough to understand what it means so that he knows how much I love you, okay Rio: That's more than okay Rio: Baby Buster: We can still do it sooner too, if you want Buster: I know Indie's desperate to put a bridesmaid's dress on, like Rio: 😂 'Course Rio: I can wait, for once Rio: I'm already your wife, and that was perfect Rio: the next one has to be too Buster: I meant it when I said I'd marry you every year though Buster: I would Rio: I would too Buster: I can't wait to be home Buster: Even though it's not for long enough this time Rio: As long as I get to see you Rio: it'll keep me going Buster: Same Buster: The rate he's growing I won't recognise him next time I see you Rio: 😔 Rio: No Buster: Babe, it's good Rio: I don't want you to ever forget me Buster: You know I can't Rio: Don't sound so sad about it, damn 😜 Buster: Shh Rio: I'm looking at houses now Rio: it's fun to daydream about our future Buster: Show me the best ones Buster: I'm not wasting time looking at the unworthy contenders Rio: 'Course Rio: 3 rooms and a garden Rio: Any other requirements? Buster: Decent garage for all the cars we need Rio: Good point Rio: Noted Buster: Other than that, I don't reckon there's anything else we have to have Rio: Naturally sorting high to low anyway 'cos it's fun Buster: Who are we if we don't, like Buster: Wait until you see what I've bought you Rio: Second most exciting gift Imma get today Buster: I hope you think so Buster: I'm good at shopping, but there's things I'm even better at Rio: Oh yeah? Buster: Yeah Buster: You'll see Rio: I hope I get to feel too Rio: or we got a no touching policy now Buster: Not unless you're trying to kill me Buster: You have no idea how badly I wanna touch you right now Rio: You're leaving me to imagine, yeah Rio: I hope I'm touching myself all the places you will Buster: Show me, I'll let you know Rio: [Grabbing the belly and titties] Rio: Constructive criticism only, please Buster: I'm gonna kiss you there too, of course, but otherwise Buster: You're definitely on the right track, babe Rio: Your kisses are the best Buster: What can I say? You're really fucking kissable, like Rio: You've always thought so haven't you 😊 Buster: Yeah Rio: So cute Buster: You're beautiful Buster: You know Rio: Shh Buster: Make me Rio: Still got those stocking for a gag you know Rio: don't make me come for you Buster: He's not making you taller, babe Buster: You'd still have to reach me Rio: 😒 Rio: Imma drag you down to my level Buster: Hot Rio: You'll see Buster: Yeah? Good Rio: Won't be saying that when you're begging me for mercy, babe 👊 Buster: I think I will Buster: Amongst other things Rio: 😠 Hush, I'm being fierce Buster: I can't help it Buster: It's so sexy Rio: Well, if you wanna fight for the angry hatefuck I'm fine with that but I still get my gifts first okay Rio: Priorities Buster: I want you Rio: Just me? Buster: The two of you Rio: Mm baby Rio: You got us Buster: No more fighting Rio: I promise Buster: Me too Rio: I'm gonna be so good Buster: And I'm gonna be so nice to you Buster: I'll make you feel so good, I swear Buster: As good as you are Rio: 😻 Rio: You're not gonna wanna leave it's gonna be so perfect for you, baby Buster: I already don't Rio: I know Rio: I hate when you have to leave so much Buster: I know Buster: I should just stay Buster: flight back when I have to and not before Rio: That'll still be as soon as your parents realise Buster: It doesn't have to be Rio: You're trying to get your Da to NOT kill you, remember babe? Buster: He'll be mad when he finds out about the baby anyway so it won't matter how good I am before then Buster: Or not Rio: I guess not Rio: What about your Ma though? Buster: I'll cross that bridge when she comes at me Buster: If she does Rio: Does this mean you're staying? Buster: Tell me I can Rio: You can, baby Rio: Like you said, they'll be mad anyway, and why do you need to be there to revise, like Rio: be with me Buster: Yeah, it's stupid Buster: I should have just been home the whole time Rio: You were only keeping them happy Buster: But not you Buster: And that's more important Rio: I knew you were doing what you had to, felt you had to, whatever Rio: but of course I want you home Buster: Then I'm staying Buster: Fuck it, exams are almost over anyway Buster: By now I either know my shit or I don't Rio: To be fair Rio: Not saying I won't help you revise Rio: you're so close to being free, babe Buster: And I'm not saying I won't bother revising Buster: But I do know it Rio: You do Rio: you can go overboard and that's as bad as doing nothing sometimes Rio: you can't just be living for your exams like Buster: Especially when it means not living with you Buster: You need me, I need you Rio: It's just how it is Buster: It's bad enough missing you, I don't wanna miss my son literally growing Buster: Not for this Rio: Especially when you don't even need to Rio: Just because they say, like Buster: He wants me to notice him, that's why he's popping up Buster: Dramatic like I am Rio: Heaven help me 😜 Rio: Seriously though Rio: I want him to hear your voice and know you're here to look after him too Buster: I'm gonna be there to actually help you Buster: Not just send you deliveries or bring gifts Rio: Though both have been appreciated, you know Rio: having you here will be better in all the ways Buster: I'll sit on the bathroom floor for as long as he traps you in there, don't worry Rio: Why would you wanna miss that, like? Rio: Come on people 😏 Buster: I genuinely don't want to though Buster: You shouldn't have to do this on your own Rio: You're actually so special Rio: Don't let the world change you Buster: Fuck that, I'm gonna change the world, babe Rio: How do you actually do that Rio: go from so adorable to so fuckable seamlessly like Rio: please Buster: Like you said, I'm special Buster: And I really want you to fuck me right now so that's a good incentive if I did need one Rio: Are you kidding? I'm so ready Rio: though actually, not prepared for the welcome home sex I had planned so you're gonna have to give me at least a working day to get that sorted Buster: Take as long as you need Buster: I know it'll be worth it Rio: You better believe Rio: I just wanna be with you tonight though, no toys no gimmick no nothing just you Buster: I actually need that Buster: It feels like its been so long since it was just us Buster: No phones or anything else Rio: I know Rio: I just wanna look at you and touch you taste you hear you, all of it, take in all of you Buster: I'm so turned on by the idea of that, I'm not sure I have words for how much I want it too Rio: You don't need to say, I know Rio: I love you, Buster Buster: I love you too Rio: All I have on my phone is pictures of you Rio: I can't wait 'til there's pictures of the boy too Buster: If we can get Nance on board they'll be no shortage Buster: But for now I'll just have to keep looking at the ones I have of him and you Rio: I think she'll be alright Rio: and if she's shocked like, really Rio: we've got form by this point Buster: Yeah Buster: I've already done one of the worst convos so Buster: Give a shit, no offense, Nance Rio: And hey, maybe your Dad will kill you before she gets in her drunk rant so Rio: look on the brightside, right Buster: Yeah Buster: One thing's for sure I definitely ain't taking her to the pub to break the news like when dad told granddad about me and Nance Rio: Probably not Rio: Or him, if it's his move like, clock that right away Buster: Exactly Buster: And I don't need his drunk rant either, like Buster: How do you wanna tell your fam? Rio: Oh God Rio: get a megaphone Buster: Not to start that argument up again but you could let you mum tell 'em Rio: It is easiest to just get it out there in one and let people come to me if they feel the need, yeah Buster: Do you wanna do it, us actually though? 'Cause we can get everyone together easily, any excuse with that lot, like Rio: I'm a bit scared but Rio: Probably a good way to do it Buster: You don't need to be scared Rio: I know Rio: I know it's good news, I just Buster: If anyone's got anything negative to say, they can say it to me Buster: I'm gonna be there to protect you, babe Rio: Do you think anyone will be happy for us Buster: Other than my parents, yeah Buster: Maybe Nance won't be either Buster: But everyone else, will be alright Buster: Happy even Buster: What did your mum say? Rio: You're right Rio: I just wish they could be happy too, I think Rio: but I know why, even if I don't love the reasoning so Rio: She was good, she said she didn't think it would be long, but not in a negative way, she just thought we'd want kids so Buster: I swear I'm not just saying this to make you feel better, my mum was actually pretty supportive when we both calmed down Buster: So even if my dad isn't, she won't let him be a prick about it forever Buster: And anyway, I'm more than happy enough to cover their lack of Rio: Yeah Rio: They'll come around Rio: Being a Grandparent is supposed to be more fun so Buster: By that logic nan and granddad will be totally buzzing Buster: So we'll always have that, like Rio: They can't feel guilt over it, we ain't their fuckups, like Rio: Happy days Buster: We're their shameless faves Rio: 'Course Rio: Grandad basically wingmanned our playdates back in the day so Buster: We'll have to enjoy the status while we can though, 'cause once our kid comes along that'll be all over and we'll have to move over for their new fave Rio: I'll allow it Rio: I just want everyone to love him like we do Rio: that's what scares me Buster: How could they not? Buster: He's gonna be so perfect, babe Buster: They can say what they want now, they're all gonna fall in love as soon as they see him Rio: Yeah Rio: You're right Rio: No one can resist a cute kid Buster: He's gonna be so loved and so happy, I promise Buster: You don't need to ever worry about it Rio: I'm just hormonal and ridiculous Rio: it's starting to feel more real and it just makes your brain go into overdrive on everything Buster: I know Buster: And you know you can tell me anything, yeah? Buster: Even if you think it's bullshit as you're saying it, I don't care Rio: I know, babe Rio: I will try not to talk complete shit though, still Rio: got some pride Buster: Me too, since I won't have being drunk as an excuse, like Rio: I have got you champagne Rio: we can have one glass Buster: You're so cute Rio: It's a celebration, baby Rio: You're coming home Buster: I wish I was already there Rio: So soon Rio: and I'm not gonna stop kissing you for hours Rio: I've decided Buster: Oh really? Rio: Yep and I'm afraid we aren't taking complaints rn so Buster: I'm not trying to make one Buster: It's impossible to do anything but think about that Rio: Think about it Rio: I am Rio: Your lips are so soft Buster: Yours are softer Buster: As much as I wanna be competitive about it, right now, I can't Rio: Yeah but you're a boy and boys are usually so Rio: crusty Rio: you're pretty and soft Buster: 😂 Buster: I'll take that Rio: You should Rio: It's a compliment Buster: You're adorable Rio: You're cuter Rio: No fighting allowed Buster: Me? I'm not a fighter, babe. Only a lover, like Buster: Obviously Rio: I'm just reminding myself I promised Rio: Hard when I'm so tough, like Buster: Poor baby Buster: You can do this Rio: I'm just so frustrated you see Rio: That's the problem Buster: I understand Buster: We just need to find a solution, that's all Rio: Hmm, let's put our heads together and really think about this Buster: On it Rio: Baby please Rio: I need help now Buster: Take all your frustrations out on me, baby Buster: You have to Rio: It's been too long since I came all over your beautiful face Buster: It's the only way you'll feel better Rio: You've gotta eat me out like you're starving okay baby Rio: I can't take no teasing Buster: You don't need to tell me, I couldn't crave you more Rio: I want it so hard and fast, don't waste any time being gentle just give me what I need Buster: Fuck, baby Buster: I'm never gonna say no to you Rio: I've been thinking about it since the last real time Buster: You've been so good and so patient Rio: I've had enough of being both Rio: Be inside me now Buster: I know you have Buster: Tell me how long you've waited and that's how many times I'll make you cum Buster: I trust you to work it out properly Rio: I'll play fair and work it out in hours, not seconds Buster: We can do seconds Buster: I want to Rio: 🤤 Rio: You gonna make me cum 172800 times in a night Rio: I like the ambition, daddy Buster: Yeah, why not? Rio: What's your favourite thing about me when I cum? Rio: Like mine are your noises Buster: If I can only pick one Buster: Your face Rio: Is my o face cute? Buster: It's the best thing I've ever seen Rio: 😊 Rio: Glad you like it because I need to be in your lap riding you frontfacing Rio: so you get a perfect view of the bump Buster: Seriously, if I could put a spotlight on you every time we fuck, I would Rio: I've got the lighting for that Buster: Set it up for me now Rio: Yes sir Buster: How long will it take? Rio: Not long, I'm a professional, I got this down Rio: 10 15 minutes Buster: I need you to cum for me and let me see everything Buster: Show me how good it'll be Rio: Oh fuck Rio: I'll show you everything, daddy, every angle you want Buster: Do it Buster: I can't wait anymore, I don't care where I am Rio: You need to see your babygirl taking care of herself until you can Buster: Please Rio: I'm setting up as fast as I can I promise Rio: I'm gonna use my best toy, the one that's like you Buster: Jesus Buster: Okay Rio: Just got to get it all nice and wet so it goes in just like daddy does Rio: that's what my mouth is for Buster: I'm biting my own lip so hard for you Rio: Careful, don't make it bleed, you'll look too sexy and it's my job to make you swollen and sore Buster: Rio Rio: Buster? Buster: I just have to say your name here so it's not out loud Rio: So fucking sweet Rio: I've not even started yet Buster: You've got me speechless and desperate to make noise all at once Rio: Oh, Daddy, you need to wait to go to the bathroom to be dirty for me Rio: I'm still just sucking Rio: I can taste when I used him earlier and it's sooooo yummy Rio: I'll let you have a lick when you get here Buster: Everyone definitely knows what you're doing to me Buster: They all just heard me for sure Rio: Lucky them Rio: They all wish you were making those noises for them Buster: I'm the lucky one Buster: You're so Rio: You're the best daddy to me, you deserve me making you cum wherever you want and whenever you want Rio: if I was there with you know I'd be giving you head, and I hope people would see so they could see what a good girl I was for you Buster: They'd know what an angel you are Buster: And be so jealous Rio: They should be jealous, you're literally a God, you know that Rio: that's why I'm your angel, you dreamed me up just for you Buster: Baby Rio: Yes, daddy? Buster: I love you Rio: Wait Rio: Say it again and I'm gonna slide him inside me as you do Buster: I really fucking love you Rio: I love you I love you Rio: So much, fuck Buster: Say my name when you say it again Rio: Buster, I love you Rio: you're hitting exactly the right spot deep inside me right now holy fuck Buster: Yeah I am Buster: Tell me how it feels, baby Rio: So god damn good, daddy Rio: You're big, I can't fit you all in yet so I have to be slow and it's so hard Buster: I know Buster: You just want it all, don't you? Buster: You've already been waiting for such a long time Rio: I do, I really do Rio: I want daddy in every hole at once, I'm just a greedy slut Buster: You love it Buster: I'll fuck you every way though, don't worry Rio: I seriously do, I'd addicted to your cock, I can never get enough Buster: Well, I'm not gonna stop until you're completely satisfied Buster: Hold me to it Rio: So good to me Rio: Which hole do you wanna claim first? Buster: Since I don't want you to stop talking like this so I better leave that one until last Rio: You like hearing your baby say such nasty things about what she wants you to do to her and how good you make her feel Rio: Does it make your dick hard, daddy? Buster: I really like it Buster: Look Buster: [Sends pics] Rio: Gimme Rio: I'm gonna look at that whilst fucking this toy into my soaking wet cunt Rio: if I concentrate hard enough I can feel every vein, the slight curve, mm Buster: It's all yours, baby Buster: Take it Rio: Buster, tell me again to take it, take it all, I need it so bad Buster: Stop teasing yourself, Rio and take everything Buster: Do it Rio: You're so deep inside me now Buster: I'm exactly where you need me Buster: I know it Rio: You always know what's best for me Rio: that's why you tell me what to do and I do it Buster: That why you'll keep being a good girl, yeah? Rio: For you? Forever Buster: Then you get to feel like this forever Rio: I'm so lucky Buster: No, you're so worthy Rio: Tell me, I want to cum as you're telling me nice things about me so I believe them Buster: I'm already saying your name like its a prayer right now but I can't wait to get on my knees for you too Buster: You're the most delicious fucking thing I've ever tasted and the nicest thing I've ever felt and the sweetest thing I've ever heard Buster: On top of being the most beautiful girl I've ever seen Buster: You know you make me wanna believe in heaven just so I can tell people that it's you Buster: That I'm already there Rio: I just Rio: You love me as much as I love you and I know that because you show it so plainly that I can't possibly deny it Rio: and I don't want to because it feels so safe and right and good to be loved by you Buster: Don't ever Buster: Not anymore Buster: You're my whole world, you and our baby and however many others we have Rio: I won't Rio: because you're mine too Buster: Good Buster: 'Cause I need you Rio: You've got me, you know you do Rio: in every way it's possible to have a person Buster: Don't leave me, okay Buster: Even when I am a prick like I was earlier Rio: I'm never leaving you Rio: even when I die I'm going to be around annoying you Rio: and you weren't even so seriously, don't think about it now baby Buster: Sorry but you actually have to live forever so Buster: Unless we die at the exact same time Rio: Well, we'll get working on immortality in the morning Rio: suicide pact 'til then Buster: Such a nerd Buster: I believe you could figure it out if you wanted to Rio: No pressure then 😏 Buster: Call it motivation Rio: Fair, I do wanna do anything to keep you safe so Rio: I'll be pondering, babe Buster: I'm emotional now Buster: Which one of us is meant to be hormonal as fuck? Rio: I'm telling you, sympathy pregnancy Rio: I still have some sweets babe, you're okay Buster: 😒 Buster: If I start being sick too, I swear to god Rio: You'll be having more words with your son, yeah? Buster: Too right Buster: I'm not having that Rio: Shh I'm still coming down from that orgasm, you'll set me off again Buster: That's my plan Buster: You gave me the numbers, you're not just getting one, like Rio: Hmm, I knew I shouldn't have told you that Buster: You should tell me everything Buster: Especially that Rio: Okay, then I'll that I'm watching the video I made you back and it's turning me on Rio: which is the most conceited thing I've ever said but damn Buster: It's the hottest thing you've ever said Buster: Send it to me so I've got something to fuck myself to Rio: It looks almost as good as it felt, you can see how much I love it Rio: [Vid] Buster: Jesus Christ Buster: You're actually so talented Buster: Not trying to just focus on how good you are at lighting and angles 'cause priorities but like Buster: It needed to be said Rio: 😂 When you're actually that much of a nerd Rio: but thank you baby, gotta make it look good Buster: I'm thinking of whoever's bound to be watching over my shoulder Buster: Also, focusing on that shit so I don't actually die immediately Buster: You really know how to make me lose it, babe Rio: Be sure to moan out my full handle then, those potential punters, baby Rio: Well, you were being very inspirational Buster: Next tattoo idea for me, really give you that promo Rio: The temptation is so real Rio: You know I'd get your name tattooed on me legit Buster: Fuck Buster: Don't tell me that while I'm listening to this Buster: You'll make me cum right here and now Rio: Oh, you like that, baby? Buster: You know I'd love it Buster: Don't tease me Rio: Who's teasing Rio: Where should I put it? Buster: Somewhere everyone can see it Rio: I'll get it under my crown, how about that? Buster: You mean that Rio: Of course Buster: Then I should get yours too Buster: It's only fair Rio: Do you want to? Rio: 'cos only if you do Buster: I do Buster: Tell me where and when Buster was timed out 6 hours ago Buster joined the chat 6 hours ago Rio: Maybe you could put it on your ribs, like just under your pec on the heart side? Rio: I'd like that Buster: Me too Buster: You just made the perfect noise on this video so I'm trying to be so quiet myself but fuck Rio: Let's see how long you can keep that up 😋 Buster: I'm already struggling 'cause I know I'll be able to get you to recreate it for me when I get home Rio: Better, you'll get to feel it vibrate through us Buster: God Rio: You've got me watching again Buster: Look how fucking gorgeous you are, baby Buster: Both of you Rio: I look good Rio: you make me feel it so much Buster: Tell me again Rio: I look so hot, baby Rio: I can see why it's getting to you Buster: It really is Rio: Yeah? Rio: Are you making yourself feel good? Buster: [Sends own little video clip] Rio: Daddy Rio: You look so good too, fuck Rio: I can't wait 'til you're here so we can look hot together Buster: We should film together then so while I'm doing my next exam you can watch Rio: You wanted the lights set up so Rio: definitely making the most of them Buster: We aren't taking them down any time soon Rio: Oh, yeah? Rio: Works for me 🤤 Buster: Good Buster: I want you to feel like this all the time Rio: Then stay with me forever and I will Buster: These babies aren't gonna make themselves Buster: Doing the world a favour as well as you, babe Rio: Oh, you're doing me a favour now? It's come to that already, is it 😂 Rio: 💔 Buster: Shh Rio: Thought you didn't want me to stop talking like this, babe 😏 Buster: I knew you'd say that Rio: Predictable too Rio: damn, cut me deep Buster: 😏 Buster: This video is anything but predictable, babe Rio: Took me by surprise too Rio: The way you make me cum never gets old Buster: It won't ever, I promise Buster: Not only 'cause we'll have to try all kinds of positions when you get bigger Rio: Very creative 😋 Buster: I don't just thrive under pressure at exam time, like Buster: I know you're gonna be desperate for me, and I've got you Rio: Promise Rio: You won't get weird no matter how huge and pregnant I get, you'll still want me as much as I'm gonna need you Buster: Come on Buster: I'll want you even more than you do me Buster: Be annoying you, like Rio: Impossible Buster: I love you Buster: And I want you Buster: Always Buster: I swear Rio: I trust you Rio: Some blokes get so weird about even touching their missus when they're pregnant, I'd actually die Rio: I'm so needy for you as is nevermind adding these hormones into the mix Buster: I'd die too if you didn't want me to Buster: As much as I love looking at you, it's not enough, ever Rio: We just couldn't be those people Rio: like literally fuck me whilst I'm on the bathroom floor that's how much I still want you I don't care Buster: That's the hottest thing you've ever said to me Buster: Jesus Rio: I just wanna have the nastiest filthy sex with you Rio: do things no other girl has ever let you Buster: I want all of it Buster: Literally everything Rio: I'd let you do anything Rio: you know that Rio: anything your fucked up brain could think up, and I'd make it worse, by making it better Buster: This is why we had no choice but to fall in love with each other Rio: Exactly Rio: How were we meant to just go through life knowing that the other wanted it as bad Rio: even if I had a choice, I'd choose you Rio: over and over Buster: I know Buster: I'd choose you too Buster: And all of this Buster: I don't want it any different Rio: Me either Rio: Though if I'd ever thought having your baby was an option, like Rio: fuck me Rio: I would have made myself cum so hard thinking about that Buster: You didn't think I'd want to or what? Rio: I'm talking about before, when we didn't really talk but I still fucked myself to the thought of you all the damn time Rio: but yeah, I didn't know if that was part of your plan, like Buster: Alright, I'll allow it Buster: My mum was pretty convinced the baby was an accident so clearly I'm not giving out the vibe Rio: It'd be a weird vibe to put out there in general, as an 18-year-old lad, like Buster: Your dad must've had it Buster: I'll ask him to give me some tips or something before we tell everyone, make me sound like I'm not dreading this Buster: 'Cause you know it's gonna be what they all reckon Rio: 😔 Yeah no doubt Rio: just like my Ma, strong-arming you into it casually Rio: at least Nan doesn't shamelessly hate you like she did my Da Buster: A perk of keeping it in the fam for sure Buster: She ain't allowed to hate me Rio: casually switches on you now 😂 Rio: wouldn't put it past her Buster: Don't Buster: 'Cause me either Rio: Nah Rio: Golden boy forever Rio: least you married me first Buster: Good thing you let me Buster: Full offense dad Rio: Your Ma forever about that power move Buster: Seriously Buster: If she didn't hate her own name that much she'd probably have kept him waiting still Rio: Do you reckon? Rio: Like, who was she kidding, really Buster: Herself, the most important person of all, like Rio: Damn, babe Rio: Getting too real Buster: You know she literally made him chase her down when she got pregnant with us, imagine if he hadn't Buster: Behave, mum Rio: I'm way too nice to you, is what I'm learning Rio: also why you're so dramatic Buster: You're learning about my flawed genetics too late, babe Buster: Unlucky Rio: Sorry baby Rio: at least you'll be pretty with it Buster: And confident Buster: Just tell him, whoever he's gonna be, he better stay in there longer than me and Nance did Buster: I'm putting my foot down and my mum is literally still mad at me for showing up at the beginning of her 3rd year Rio: Such a diva Rio: he's got no one to compete with so we should be fine Rio: you just had to be older than me Buster: 'Course I did Buster: Forever gutted Nance is technically older than I am Rio: 😂 She's the alpha Rio: so funny Buster: Shut up Rio: Poor baby Rio: You can dominate me any time, don't worry Buster: So the second I get home then, yeah? Rio: You don't have to ask Rio: just take me Buster: Don't set me off again, the people around me have seen and heard enough Rio: Too bad, people, I haven't Buster: You want me to record the whole thing this time? Rio: Please, daddy, show me everything Rio: I wanna see the people watching you, whilst they pretend so hard that they're not Buster: Okay baby Buster: But I haven't forgotten you're meant to be sleeping Buster: So you better be good if I am Rio: Shh Daddy Rio: I'm a big girl, I can stay up with you Rio: Gotta earn how hard you're gonna punish me somehow 😋 Buster: Oh, it's like that, yeah? Rio: Yeah 😊 I'm being 😈 Rio: but you know you'll wear me out and I'll fall asleep before you get here so you still get to wake me in the special way Buster: You're too much of an angel even when you try too be bad Buster: Giving me exactly what I want all the time Rio: I can't help it, you're just so fuckable, Daddy Rio: I only wanna do the good bad things to you Buster: Tell me what you'd wanna do if you were here with me now Rio: Where exactly are you? Buster: In my seat and on my way to you Buster: Finally Rio: Yay! 😻 Rio: That's easy then. I'd be on the floor between your legs, on my knees under the blanket, and I'd be doing all the hard work for you so you could lay back and enjoy the flight and I wouldn't even stop sucking when the air hostess came to give you your drink Rio: You'd have to remember how to talk to tell her I was in the bathroom but she'd know Buster: I'm glad you've got such a good idea 'cause more specifically, I'm in business class and there are people all around me so we'll have an even more attentive audience than when I was in the airport lounge before Rio: Everyone would see, because I won't stay under the blanket and behave 'cos I have to look you in the eyes when I take you all the way down my throat, so you can see when my eyes roll back 'cos you feel so fucking good on my hot tongue Rio: all those businessmen will be so hard and so jealous of you, baby Buster: Yeah they will 'cause I'm not gonna behave either Buster: I was so quiet and still before but not this time, not now its all recording for you, babe Rio: Be bad Rio: Pull my hair and push my head further down to keep me in place 'cos you know I can take it Rio: and look straight into the camera, I wanna see what they'll all see when you cum for your baby Buster: I know that's how you want it too Buster: You love when I pull your hair Rio: It's exactly how I want it Rio: I want you to be so desperate for me you don't care how rough you are Rio: Use me Buster: I'm there already Buster: I need you so much Buster: I don't ever stop Rio: Good thing I don't either Rio: My tight little pussy is always ready for you to abuse Buster: You're so wet for me right now, aren't you? Rio: So fucking wet, Daddy Rio: It's drooling out of me Rio: the sound my hand is making reminds me of how it sounds like we fuck Rio: Want to see? Buster: I have to Buster: Show me how much cleaning up there is for me to do when I get home Rio: [Pic sucking on fingers] Rio: I wasn't too greedy, there's still lots left for you Buster: Good girl Rio: I want that to be the first thing I hear when you pushing inside me wakes me up Rio: because you can't help it because I feel that good around your big daddy dick Buster: Loud or whispered just for you? Rio: Just for me, all low and raspy and fucking hot Rio: You were trying not to wake your angel, see, but she just feels so good you have to let her know Buster: I can't help practicing right now Buster: It'll be perfect Rio: You're so good, Buster, so fucking good Rio: The whole time you're pounding me, be that close, don't move, I wanna feel your hot breath on my neck and my ear the whole time, as you're grunting how good I am and how much you've missed me Buster: Of course Buster: It'll be just like at the party Buster: I won't move Rio: Just like the party, except you've already put your baby deep inside me Rio: you can rub my belly and my swollen tits from behind the whole time, tell me how much all the changes you've made happen to my body turns you on Buster: Oh fuck Rio: I get to be your really big girl Rio: you've made me a mummy Buster: That's got me so close so fast Buster: I don't even care if this whole plane knows I'm about to cum already Rio: They know how bad I've been teasing you, daddy Rio: give it to me Rio: they know how greedy I am for your cum, they can see this big baby bump Rio: I want you leaking out my tight hole so when you clean up your messy baby you get to taste yourself too Buster: Christ, Rio Rio: Have you cum, baby? Buster: 😳 Rio: Now you're messy too Buster: Look at the state of me [sends pics] Rio: 😩 Fuck Rio: and I bet you made the cutest noises trying to not be as loud as you needed Buster: You tell me Buster: [Sends video as promised] Rio: I'm gonna enjoy this so much Rio: You look so handsome, help Buster: It was so intense Buster: I don't know how you do it to me Rio: I can feel it, and see Rio: You're not bad at this either, you know, damn Buster: Cheers Buster: I'd hope not by now Rio: It's not your job though, so it's still impressive Rio: Maybe you can help me film some time Buster: I'd love to Rio: I love that I can tell what I'd just said to you by how you react Buster: Yeah? Rio: Yeah Rio: You tighten your grip or you go faster or you totally lose it and have to stop to catch your breath Rio: it's the hottest thing I've ever seen Buster: It's all you Rio: It's giving me ideas Buster: Good Buster: You have the best ideas Rio: I think next time I stream, you should be telling me what to do and encouraging me off-screen, kinda how we do here but in person for us Rio: it'd be like your the voice for the audience, I think it'd be really hot for them, obviously it'd be so good for me Buster: You're seriously so smart Rio: 😊 You wanna then? Buster: We should do it soon in case you do decide you wanna take a break from it Buster: Like you said, I think people would be into it Rio: and your voice is so sexy so, bonus for the ladies n gays out there Buster: True Rio: I love you so much Buster: I love you Buster: And I miss you even though we're literally talking Rio: I miss you too, this video is really helping with that Rio: so close now, baby Buster: I hope it's tiring you out 'cause I really can't wait to wake you up later Rio: I'm gonna cum with you at the end of this video, then I'll pass out Rio: I feel it Buster: That's so hot Rio: But I'm ready for you, I put panties on because I want you to have to pull them aside and feel how wet they are when you do Buster: Like I said, you have the best ideas Rio: You inspire me, I always tell you Buster: I'm so glad I married you Rio: Good Rio: I mean, kill me otherwise, like Buster: Seriously, I can't wait to do it again and be able to show everyone how fucking beautiful you look in person Buster: Even if they do have to see me cry, like Rio: Baby Buster: I mean it Rio: I know Rio: You'll make me cry Rio: it was the best day of my life Rio: really Buster: Mine too Buster: I still can't believe we did that sometimes Buster: It feels too perfect to have actually happened, you know Rio: I know Rio: we really just Rio: left Rio: and did exactly what we wanted Rio: and it was perfect Buster: We should do that more often Buster: Starting this summer, like Rio: Definitely Buster: I'll take you anywhere you wanna go Buster: You'll be feeling less sick by then, right? I don't want the plane to make it worse Rio: Yeah it should go with the first trimester, like Rio: unless you're unlucky Buster: Then you'll be fine Buster: Well lucky you are Rio: 🍀 baby Buster: 🍀👑