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scuderiasundays · 7 months

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better together

summary: airline lounges, box box widgets, and a cheesy greeting card 💌

words: 1,045

a/n: the romcom girlie in me has always wanted to write a meet-cute and i've been listening to too much lizzy mcalpine! tagging @vamossainz55, @sainzcaleruega, @monzabee, @ssainzz, @diorleclerc, and @userlando just because. let me know if you'd want a part two! hugs and kisses 🫶🏼

Love comes when you least expect it. Those same old words had fallen from the lips of every person you knew, so much so that they now felt weightless. On this particular evening, you found yourself at your best friend’s wedding reception, zoning out at the open bar. You nodded along as some man who’d had one too many G&T’s rambled on about his meet-cute on the Paris metro. Seeing two people you adored make a lifelong commitment only reaffirmed the fact that you craved the same.

It was no secret you weren’t exactly the MVP of the single scene. On any given night out, you’d leave the club before midnight to get a full eight-hour snooze. Dating apps were a no-no, as reruns of Catfish had made you skeptical about “finding the one” online. At work, you kept a low profile, socializing just enough to have a tight circle of work friends. It was as if you were coasting on autopilot, wanting love but hesitant to steer towards it.

Not to say that being single was all bad. Every hard-earned dollar was invested right back into the things you loved: trips, clothes, and your dog Cannoli. You silently weighed the pros and cons of your lifestyle as you stepped into the airline lounge.

Setting down your latest read to save your seat, you made your way to the breakfast buffet and grabbed a plate of avocado toast, poached eggs, and a glass of orange juice. On your way back, you spotted someone in a hoodie and cap making themselves at home in the armchair opposite yours.

The whole lounge was virtually empty, and this just had to be his seat of choice? You slowly approached from behind and let out a quiet gasp as you noticed them flipping through your book. “Love languages, huh?” The man pointed at the cover and smiled.

Your pupils dilated twice their size as you registered just who it was. The fan-made bracelets, the Leica, and, most of all, the signature McLaren cap—it all fell into place. “My manager and I just got into a huge argument, and honestly, I’d rather be anywhere but with him right now. Do you mind if I-" He gestured towards the seat beside you, his eyes radiating a silent plea.

“No problem. Let me give you your space,” you responded, hastily gathering your things. Just as you were about to step away, his hand gently clasped your wrist. “I could use the company. I’m Bob, by the way,” he mumbled, oblivious to the fact that his cover was blown.

As in, you knew he was currently seventh place in the driver’s championship and slowly but surely climbing up the standings. The last thing he needed was for you to bring any of that up, so you did as he said, trying to give him a sense of normalcy he so deserved.

He headed to the breakfast buffet and returned with the very items you had selected. "Copying me?" you teased. “First step in getting to know you,” he grinned. Curious about your life, he asked about your job in the emergency room. You told him the hours were grueling but watching extremely sick patients leave healthy made it all worthwhile. "Hope I never end up being your patient," he joked.

His interest didn't stop there; he inquired about siblings (only child), your dream vacation destination (Antibes), and whether you were a dog or cat person (not even a question). You, being a proud dog mom, wanted to show your furry guy off and handed Lando your phone.

As he squinted at your phone, you heard him say, "7 days to go. United States Grand Prix." A wave of panic washed over you as you remembered the Box Box widget that also occupied your screen. The silence was deafening as you wished the ground would swallow you up.

“Let me see the app,” He said. You normally wouldn’t have acquiesced so quickly, but you crumbled and unlocked your phone. He appeared to scroll and click a few things before he handed it back. “Widget Preferences. Constructor: McLaren? Driver: Lando Norris?” You asked as you noticed he’d made some selections.

“You hadn’t bothered with the preferences, so I took the liberty of choosing.” He blushed as the awkwardness of it all hung in the air. “That doesn’t feel fair. I’ve had all this time to get to know you, and I can’t say the same for the other drivers.” You teasingly retorted.

“I'll let the guys know they're in a tight race for your heart." He snickered. The man was on the verge of tears when his manager came by to remind him of his impending flight. “Flight’s in an hour, Lando,” snapped him right back to reality.

He entrusted you with his bags as he ran out to run a quick pre-flight errand. You couldn’t help but squeal the second Lando had vanished from view. What kind of magic was in the air at this airport and could it be bottled?

You tapped through your best friend’s Instagram stories as you awaited his return. The nearly empty lounge echoed as Lando asked a nearby gentleman for a pen and jotted something down. Breathless, he handed you a card, urging you to read it later.

"Your shoelace is untied," he mentioned, and as he bent down to tie it, his blue-green eyes met yours.

The British racing driver left your life in the abrupt way he had entered it. You took in the card, decked out with drawings of mac and cheese, milk and cereal, and avocado and toast, captioned "Better Together" at the bottom.

It was the only card in the store, but it felt just right. You highlighted “words of affirmation” as your love language, so I thought I’d give this a go. Thanks for keeping me company. Talk soon? - LN

His number was scribbled at the end. You quickly changed your lock screen widget to showcase his stats and took a screenshot to send his way.

New look. I might be biased, but I think you just became my favorite driver. Let's see if you can keep it up.

He replied right away.

I like the sound of that. When can I see you again?

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roosterforme · 1 year

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The Younger Kind Part 9 | Rooster x Reader

Summary: After he gives you the best time of your life, you wonder what exactly you mean to Bradley. Your heart sinks when he asks you to babysit again, and you realize you can't keep letting him do this to you. You brace yourself for another night of waiting for him to get home from a date, but you're in for a surprise when you arrive.

Warnings: Angst, swearing, fluff, and age gap (18+)

Length: 4500 words

Pairing: Single dad!Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw x babysitter!female reader

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Bradley realized on Thursday morning in the hangar that he had been avoiding Nat at work when she handed him a cup of coffee and said, "Oh, look, you do still exist. I've barely seen you all week. What's going on? You okay?"

"I'm fine, Nat."

"How's Noah? And how's it going with your babysitter?" she asked, raising one eyebrow at him.

The look on his face must have given him away. He could feel his cheeks flushing as he struggled to meet her eyes. "Pretty great," he muttered, and Nat gasped.

"You fucked her!"

He managed to meet her eyes now. "I mean, everything but."

"Bradley! You got off with her?" Nat asked, eyes wide. "You needed it to be special. Was it special?"

He swallowed hard, his eyes closing as he thought about your mouth on him and his mouth on you. Then your face and your laughter were right there, along with your books and bags of Skittles. "Yeah, Nat. It was."

The screeching sound coming from his best friend was obnoxious, but when he reached into his pocket when his phone vibrated, he felt sick.

"Nat. It's Meredith."

She was immediately grabbing for his phone, but he pulled it away from her. "Let me answer it. I'll set her straight," Nat snarled, instantly angry. Bradley loved Natasha Trace for so many reasons, and her protectiveness of him and Noah was just one of them. "She doesn't have the right to call you!"

Bradley ignored the call and turned his phone off. "She does this every year around Noah's birthday. I don't know if it's out of guilt or what exactly, but I should have honestly been expecting it."

But he hadn't been expecting Noah's mom to start trying to contact him, because instead, Bradley had been completely distracted by you. When you were at his house watching Noah, that's where he wanted to be, too. And when you weren't there, he was wondering what you were doing. And when he was there with you, he couldn't keep his hands off you.

"She gave birth to Noah, and then she left. She doesn't get to keep doing this to you," Nat whispered, running her hand along his arm. "She has no guardianship rights."

"I know, Nat," Bradley replied, "but I'm always afraid she will try to petition for it."

When Nat wrapped her arms around him, Bradley let her hold him for a moment. "So what are you going to do about the babysitter?" she asked, smirking up at him.

Bradley shrugged and closed his eyes. "Keep her away from Jake, I guess."

She laughed and punched him in the middle; hugging time must be over now. "I'm serious, Bradley."

"So am I, Nat. And she's too young for me." And then when Bradley was called to his aircraft, it was with thoughts of you soaking his face while you moaned his name on his mind.

After work, when he pulled into the parking lot at Noah's daycare, he turned his phone back on. There were a number of missed calls from his ex and several texts from her as well.

Meredith: Please call me back. I just want to talk for a minute. I just need to know how Noah is doing.

He couldn't let her keep doing this. It would be too confusing for Noah as he got older and realized who she was. But instead of writing back, Bradley scrolled down to your name and tapped his screen.

He was supposed to have a date with someone named Eliza from the app on Saturday night, but what was the point? It had been less than twenty four hours since Bradley made you cum all over his face, and he was craving you in every way. He needed your fingers in his hair and your taste on his tongue as much as he needed to eat and breathe.

Princess, can you come over on Saturday night?

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You had been turned on since last night. Even when you left Bradley's house and got home, your skin was tingling and there was a soft buzzing in your ears. You'd been up half the night, thinking about his mouth and getting yourself worked up.

The truth was, you wanted Bradley so much, you didn't know if you could be around him if you weren't allowed to touch him. The memory of the strands of his soft, wavy hair was still present on your fingertips as you pressed them against your own clit. You were finally caving, touching yourself now, even though you were half afraid it would override the feel of his mustache on you.

But it didn't. Not at all. As you fingered yourself, you thought you could smell him in your bed. And when you came around your own fingers, they felt like his. You wondered if you'd ever be able to squirt like that again, because he had liked it. He had told you it was hot, said you were a Princess who should be worshipped.

You were probably going to be horny for the rest of your life.

But when you hadn't heard from Bradley by Thursday afternoon, you were starting to feel awkward. You had sucked his cock; he said it was the best blowjob of his life. He had eaten your pussy; it was the most intense orgasm you'd ever had. And he still paid you for babysitting. You groaned as you walked back to your car after class. Why did you let him pay you? You should have refused.

You were looking at your phone, reading a new text from him before you could even process what was going on.

Bradley Bradshaw: Princess, can you come over on Saturday night?

Your heart felt elated. You were typing back to him, immediately agreeing. But then you almost dropped your phone down a storm drain. He probably had another date. Someone else from the app. You were going to get jealous again, and he was going to come home early again and tell you that he couldn't stop thinking about you. He was going to keep doing this over and over, and you were so afraid that you were going to let him.

When Greyson called you a minute later, you answered without really looking at your phone.

"Hey. You wanna come over?"

"Um," you mumbled. "I just got out of class, and I have a lot of homework."

"Come do your homework here," he said, and you could tell he was smiling.

You'd been avoiding Greyson a lot lately, and you knew it was mostly because of Bradley.

"Come on," he whined. "I'll feed you dinner."

You laughed. "What's for dinner? Hot cheetos and cheap beer?" you asked. You instantly thought about the filet mignon you'd eaten at Bradley's kitchen table last night and all of the expensive coffees he bought for you. Because as funny as it was to pick on him for supposedly flirting with the baristas, you knew he was buying them for you because you liked them.

"Maybe on Sunday, Grey," you told him and then hung up a minute later. You'd give Bradley one more chance, otherwise you needed to be done.

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Bradley spent most of Friday evening and Saturday morning thinking about what he should do about Meredith in between thoughts of you. He had cancelled his date with Eliza on Thursday, and now he was counting down the hours until you would be here with him and Noah.

He wanted so badly to spend the evening here, just the three of you, but he hadn't told you about the plan ahead of time. His brain was telling him this was a mistake, but his body and heart were overruling everything he thought.

When he put Noah down for an afternoon nap and tried to figure out what to wear for the night, Meredith called him again. You, you, you. He wanted to focus on you. He ignored the call again, realizing he was going to have to deal with her eventually, or he might run the risk of her showing up here on Noah's birthday.

Frustrated, Bradley pulled on a soft tee shirt and some comfortable sweatpants. If he was going to indulge himself in his fantasy of spending an evening at home, eating popcorn with the right girl, then he was going all in. Then he pulled out another soft shirt and another pair of pants and left them on this bed along with your purple paper crown.

It was nearly dinnertime when Noah woke up, and Bradley was expecting you soon. He was so antsy, and by the time he heard your car in the driveway, he and Noah were both running for the front door to see you.

"Hi!" you said a bit breathlessly, taking in the sight before you. Bradley was clearly not dressed for a date, at least not the kind he'd been going on before. And Noah was holding up a coloring page of a princess in a castle that he and Bradley had worked on for you. "Is that for me?" you asked, eyeing both of them with a soft smile.

"It's a princess," Noah informed you. "Daddy helped me use all the colors so she's as pretty as you."

You took the page in your hand and looked at it before bending to kiss Noah on the top of his head. Bradley's heart was pounding in his chest as you looked him up and down curiously. "You're not going out?" He thought your voice sounded hopeful, and the way you were nibbling softly on your glossy lip was enough to make his cock twitch.

"No, Princess," he told you, and you released your lip from your teeth and licked it. God, he wanted to push you down on the couch and undress you. Taste your pretty pussy again. "I thought the three of us could have a night in."

"Oh," you whispered. You looked and sounded surprised. He should have figured you would, since he'd been seeing a multitude of women over the past few weeks, all while knowing he just wanted you.

"Daddy said we can order a pizza," Noah said, hugging your leg and pulling you toward the kitchen.

"Is Daddy going to make popcorn and watch a movie later, too?" you asked, grinning at Bradley.

"That's the plan, Princess," he whispered, running his knuckles along your soft cheek while Noah led you to the kitchen table. You stopped when you saw two cups from his favorite coffee shop next to each other. When you read both of them, you laughed and picked up the one that had Princess written across it.

"This one must be yours." You picked up the cup that said peasant and handed it to Bradley as you took a sip of your vanilla latte.

"It sure is," he agreed as he drank his hazelnut coffee. "I left more pajamas out on my bed if you want to change. And I'll order whatever kind of pizza you like."

You were looking up at him in awe. He should have done this with you weeks ago. "Okay," you whispered and told him what your favorite kind of pizza was. Then he sat down to color with Noah and watched you walk out of the kitchen and head to his bedroom. He immediately thought about following you. He could push you up against his dresser, wedge his knee between your thighs and listen to you make the noises that he thought about when he touched himself while he kissed you.

But instead he colored a knight in armor with a blue crayon and sipped his coffee. He wasn't sure what you wanted from him. He wasn't even really certain about what he wanted with you. But the more time he spent around you, it was going to become increasingly difficult to keep his hands to himself.

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You stood next to Bradley's bed and looked at the soft Top Gun shirt and the lounge pants he had left out for you. Your crown was there too. What exactly was happening here? You felt like you had missed something. He wasn't going on a date. He was staying home all evening with you and Noah. Maybe he was feeling things ever since you and he had spent some time together on his living room couch. You definitely were.

Without bothering to close the door, you took off your shoes and socks and stripped down to your underwear. The well worn lounge pants were way too long and needed to be rolled at the waist, but the fabric felt nice against your skin. Bradley's shirt was too big as well, so you tied the bottom of it in a little knot that showed off a bit of skin at your waist.

You ran your fingers along the paper crown before picking it up and setting it on your head as well. Then you grabbed the yellow crown from Noah's room and took it with you.

When you were standing in the kitchen doorway and saw Bradley with Noah sitting on his thigh while they colored, you felt a little dizzy. "The knight can match the Princess," Bradley was telling his son. "And then we can color the dragon."

"An orange dragon," Noah said, locating the correct crayon. You didn't get to see them interact like this too much, since Bradley was usually leaving when you got here. But you thought you could watch this all night.

Just as Bradley was pressing a kiss to Noah's hair, you heard his phone ringing. He pulled it out of his pocket and frowned, ignoring a call before looking up at you. And then his expression changed completely. His eyes were a little wide, and his lips parted as he looked at you.

You thought you'd feel a little self conscious in his clothing, but the way he was looking at you was making you feel bold.

"Princess," he rasped as you strolled the rest of the way into the room. The urge to sit on his other thigh and press soft kisses to his cheek and Noah's was almost overwhelming. His eyes were glued on the little spot of your skin that was on display above the lounge pants, as if he hadn't had you spread out on his couch with his face buried in your pussy a few days ago. As if he hadn't seen nearly everything before. As if you hadn't squirted on him when you came.

But his cheeks were flushed now, and you felt need thrumming through your body as your nipples tightened. When the doorbell rang, you jumped a few inches, and Bradley stood up, setting Noah down in the seat.

"Probably the pizza," he muttered when he brushed past you, his knuckles brushing your skin. You moaned softly, and you turned to see him running his fingers through his hair as he retrieved dinner.

You stood at the table next to Noah, and Bradley came to stand behind you, guiding a pizza box and container of salad over your head and setting them down in front of you. "Here you go, Princess," he whispered, and you felt his lips brush your ear while Noah colored. You turned your face toward him, and his lips met your cheek. You brushed your body back against him, and he grunted; you could feel his cock through his pants where it rubbed along your butt, and he was definitely a little hard.

It was all so domestic and sexy, just like the morning after you'd slept alone in Bradley's bed. He was giving you goosebumps. You swallowed hard as he backed away from you. "Wait. A salad. I feel like this is a test," you told him as he gathered some plates and utensils.

Bradley chuckled as he opened two beers and set one next to your plate. "Go ahead," he said, nodding at the salad container.

You tried not to smile as you added some salad to your plate and covered it in a copious amount of the salad dressing. "Thank goodness," Bradley muttered, fixing his salad up in a similar fashion as his knee bumped your thigh.

You started cutting up a slice of pizza into smaller bites for Noah, and the way Bradley whispered, "Thank you," had the hairs on the back of your neck standing on end. "You always take care of us."

You looked him in the eye. "You're not paying me tonight, right?"

His eyes dipped down to your lips as he slowly shook his head. "No."

You put the plate of pizza in front of Noah and asked, "Should we make a crown for your dad, too? Look how sad he looks without one." When Bradley pouted at both of you, Noah started laughing.

"He needs a green one," Noah informed you, and as soon as you were finished eating dinner, Noah was in Bradley's lap and you were standing behind him. You let your fingers trail through his hair while you measured his head with a piece of green construction paper.

Bradley was leaning into your touch while Noah tried to help you. After you cut out the crown and Noah colored it, you taped it together. "Here you go, Noah. Set it on his head," you told him, and you watched him place the silly paper crown on his dad's head. It was completely crooked, and Bradley's wavy hair stuck out around it, but he looked impossibly adorable when he glanced up at you.

"Am I a prince now?" he rasped, and you wanted to kiss him. You even thought about doing it in front of Noah, but you held yourself at bay.

"No, Daddy, I'm the prince," Noah said with a laugh grabbing him by the nose. "You're the knight."

"Ah, that makes sense," Bradley told him, kissing his plump little cheek. "Who wants to watch a movie and eat popcorn?"

"Me!" you and Noah said in unison, and you scooped him up from Bradley's lap.

"You need to get some pjs on first, like me and your dad," you told Noah.

"Daddy doesn't have pjs on. He doesn't wear shirts at night," Noah insisted, and you turned toward Bradley and shook your head.

"By the time we meet you in the living room, you better be in dress code," you scolded him playfully, wondering if he'd take his shirt off like he had the other morning.

Bradley just smirked at you. "Sure, Princess. Whatever you want."

You changed Noah into race car pajamas and carried him to the couch while Bradley popped a bag of popcorn, and you dug your bag of Skittles out of your tote.

"Which movie do you want?" you asked Noah as he settled onto your lap. You scrolled through his collection of animated movies, and he chose Sleeping Beauty. You had the movie queued up and ready to play when Bradley walked in shirtless with a gigantic bowl of popcorn and two steaming mugs, his crown still crooked on his head. He handed you the mug that said Getting high is part of my job and you laughed.

"Thanks," you whispered as he settled down next to you. You pushed play, and Bradley took the remote from your hand since Noah and your fresh coffee were an armful at the moment.

"You're welcome," he replied, his warm bicep resting against your shoulder. Every time you reached into the bowl of popcorn on his lap, you glanced at his naked torso. Bradley was so pretty, you didn't think you'd ever get used to looking at him.

You wanted to kiss him, but instead you shoved fistfuls of popcorn into your mouth. Noah was making a mess, dropping it on Bradley's lap and the floor. But you didn't seem to mind, and neither did Bradley. And the whole night felt perfect. Bradley took your empty mug from you and set it on the floor along with his and the empty popcorn bowl.

When he settled against the back of the couch, he let his arm come to rest around your shoulders. You smirked up at him, and he smirked down at you, and then you reached for the bag of Skittles you had hidden on your other side.

"You want some?" you asked, dangling the bag in his face.

He leaned in closer, and you thought he was going to kiss you. "Have I earned the privilege?" he whispered.

His voice made you feel weak, and your fingers shook a little bit as you ripped open the package. "I think so. But you only get a twenty five percent cut, remember?"

"Oh, yeah. I remember," he told you, eyes half lidded as he looked at your lips when you placed a green Skittle there before biting into it. "I earned that right for kissing you so good."

You bit back a moan as Noah repositioned himself on your lap. "Yeah, Daddy," you agreed, and now Bradley was the one actually moaning. He watched your every move as you dumped out three more Skittles into your palm, took the orange one, and fed it to him. When your thumb caught on his lip, you scooted even closer to him. Then you dumped out four more and fed him one of them. "You're getting exactly one quarter of them, and not a Skittle more."

He ate every single one you placed between his lips, and finally he asked, "What if I do a really great job again? Do I have the potential to earn more?"

You almost dumped Noah on the floor by accident as you leaned in and kissed Bradley softly on his lips. When you pulled away, he chased you for another, and your lips willingly returned to his. You traded soft nudges and shared smiles, lips teasing gently as the movie played in the background.

"Princess," Bradley whispered against your lips as his hand came up to caress your cheek. His crown slipped down his forehead and you giggled. Noah shifted on your lap and turned to face you while he yawned, and you pulled away from Bradley as his hand dropped down to his lap.

"Are you getting sleepy?" you asked Noah softly, and he nodded. "Do you want to finish the movie?" He nodded again. "Come here, we can snuggle."

You pulled him against your chest and glanced up at Bradley before you stretched out on the couch and let your head rest on his thigh. You were sandwiched between Noah's tiny body and even breathing as he fell asleep in front of you and Bradley's solid warmth beneath your head. When he brought his fingers up to brush a pattern along your neck, you shivered and closed your eyes. You were melting against him while his big hand came to rest on your shoulder, stroking your collarbone through his soft tee shirt.

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You were asleep in Bradley's lap with your arms wrapped around his son, and he fucking needed this. Your skin was so soft against his fingers, and your lips looked pouty in your sleep. Tonight had been perfect. Better than any other date he'd had using the app. Probably better than any other date he'd had, ever. He couldn't even really remember his first date with Meredith, and he'd had a fucking child with her.

You moaned softly as the end credits played, and you nuzzled your cheek against his thigh. Bradley gently removed his own crown followed by yours and Noah's and set them on the end table. He didn't want to disturb you, but he needed to put Noah in his bed. So Bradley gently slid out from beneath you and eased your cheek down against the couch cushion. When he knelt in front of Noah and tried to untangle your arms, you jolted awake and pulled Noah closer to yourself, as if you were protecting him.

"Oh," you sighed, "it's just you." You looked pleased to see that Bradley was the one scooping Noah up off the couch.

"It's just me, Princess," he promised, watching you sit up and stretch, your arms pulling his shirt higher, revealing more skin. "I'll be right back."

As gently and as quickly as he could, Bradley carried Noah to his bed and tucked him in with a kiss. He could still picture the way you had been holding him, and he couldn't get enough as he rushed back out to the living room.

You were cleaning the mess of popcorn off the floor and picking up the Skittles wrapper when he said, "You don't have to do that."

"I don't mind." Then you turned to face him and dumped out four more pieces of candy into your palm before putting the trash in the empty popcorn bowl.

He slowly closed the distance between the two of you, saying, "According to the rules, exactly one of those Skittles belongs to me."

You pressed your lips together, and he could tell you were trying not to laugh. When he reached for the candies in your palm, you closed your fingers around them and pulled your hand away. "Not so fast."

He crowded you in with a smirk until you were backed up against the wall. "Rules are rules, baby," he whispered.

"And what if I give you two of them? Make it a fifty/fifty share of the final four?" you asked, looking up at him as he rested one forearm on the wall next to your head. "What would you say then?"

He grunted, placing a kiss on your cheek. "I'd say you were giving me a green light, Princess." He kissed your lips softly, adding, "And I'd say I'm extra thankful I cancelled my app date to spend time with you instead. Because a girl who gives me more than my fair share of Skittles is the only one I want."

You tipped your head back against the wall. "Did you really cancel to spend the night here with me and Noah?"

"Yeah."

"Do you remember what her name was?"

"No."

You giggled. "It's better this way. She probably hates salad dressing." You parted his lips with your thumb and gently fed him not one but two of the Skittles before crunching the other two between your teeth and smirking at him.

"Come here, Princess," Bradley growled, wrapping his hands around your waist and pulling your body against him. He inhaled your sweet wildflower scent and said, "Tell me what you want."

You dragged the tip of your tongue along Bradley's lips and whispered, "I want you, Daddy."

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Now that's more like it, Daddy! Princess wants you...will you let her have you? Enjoy your babysitter fic @beyondthesefourwalls

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jackhues · 1 year

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ferrari?! - charles leclerc

request: hii I loved your wolff!reader x charles ig concept could you please write more of them<33

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notes: trying out some new things, hope you guys like it, and pls don't be silent readers!! thanks for requesting <3

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part one

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y/nwolff

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y/nwolff - charles has got dad's approval, ferrari on the other hand... also, luca's a pain, i don't recommend having older brothers. check out the full video on my youtube! tagged lucawolff

pierregasly: did you guys take him on vacation to tell him?? -> y/nwolff: we needed him to be a little bit happy. i had no idea how he was going to react

lucawolff: older brothers are goated -> y/nwolff: i'd like to return mine

y/nisqueen: the pinky promise 🥺 liked by y/nwolff

charles_leclerc: so am i allowed to be in his vision or will he destroy me on sight?? -> y/nwolff: you can be in his vision lmaoo -> charles_leclerc: really? -> lucawolff: don't listen to her, she's lying -> y/nwolff: go away luca! but just to be on the safe side charlie, you should probably be near me so that his (nonexistent) anger dies down -> charles_leclerc: this isn't boosting my confidence -> userone: charlie 🥺🥺

usertwo: this is the toto content we signed up for!

userthree: luca and y/n are the best siblings on this app, love them!!

userfour: bestie, when's the new music coming?? liked by y/nwolff -> y/nwolff: we'll see 🤭

conangray: why is this the funniest thing i've ever seen?? liked by y/nwolff -> oliviarodrigo: it's true, he hasn't stopped laughing for twenty minutes

f1newsandmore

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f1newsandmore: Toto Wolff and Charles Leclerc spotted before the race. After the video of Toto reacting to his daughter, Y/N Wolff, dating Charles Leclerc, we're all dying to know just exactly what this conversation was about. tagged charles_leclerc, y/nwolff

userone: toto explaining to charles that he's not good enough for y/n while he's with ferrari -> usertwo: and charles zoning out the second he heard y/n's name liked by charles_leclerc

userthree: i'm so invested in this entire thing -> userfour: aren't we all??

y/nwolff

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y/nwolff: dad, i promise i'm still a mercedes girl 📷 : charles_leclerc 🤍

lucawolff: says she's a mercedes girl, tags a ferrari boy -> y/nwolff: if you took the pictures like i asked, you'd get the creds

charles_leclerc: the ferrari bracelet is saying otherwise -> y/nwolff: charles!! shh!! -> userone: LMAO! y/n's fighting for her life and charles out here exposing her

lewishamilton: mercedes >> ferrari -> y/nwolff: LOUDER FOR THE PPL IN THE BACK!

landonorris: mclaren >>> -> y/nwolff: boo 👎👎

y/nisqueen: YOU LOOK STUNNING! liked by y/nwolff -> y/nwolff: mwah 🥰

y/nwolff has posted on their story!

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charles_leclerc

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charles_leclerc: date night! (with toto's approval) tagged y/nwolff

y/nwolff: can't believe you didn't post the vid of me throwing you in the water -> charles_leclerc: i need to at least try and look cool on social media love -> userone: no one cares if you look cool! we wanna see the vid! liked by y/nwolff -> y/nwolff: don't worry, i gotchu -> charles_leclerc: i'm concerned -> lucawolff: no one told you to vote yes when she asked if she should make a yt channel -> charles_leclerc: y/n literally told me to -> lucawolff: this is where being a simp gets you -> y/nwolff: get out of my bf's comments or i'll post the vids from your last bday party -> userone: I LOVE THIS!

lucawolff: is no one gonna ask for my approval??! -> y/nwolff: no -> lucawolff: rude -> charles_leclerc: you literally covered for us for months, the approval had been given -> lucawolff: oh yeah -> usertwo: lmaoo luca tryna start shit but it didn't work!

userthree: time to pack my bags and sleep on the highway

userfour: they're so cute!

userfive: god, when will it be my turn?? 😭😭

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genericpuff · 22 days

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I've been seeing you say/speculate Rachel Smythe has been cut loose from webtoon, could you elaborate what you mean by that?

It's only a tinfoil hat theory that people should take with MOUNTAINS of salt (seriously, I'm more likely to believe that Rachel really is just done with LO), but there's a general suspicion that LO wasn't meant to end here and that Webtoons decided to cut the cord. I've made a post about it before but some new stuff has surfaced since then.

1.) The announcement the series was ending was made quietly at NYCC and not shared to either Webtoons' socials or Rachel's socials.

The only way fans initially knew about the series ending was through a screencap from the Discord where someone else who had been attending NYCC passed on the info from a Q&A that LO would be entering its final arc.

For a good while the only other way to know the series was ending was through the Discord, a Cosmopolitan article, and my own post.

Though it sounds odd for a series to get cancelled halfway through its third season, it's not uncommon for Webtoons to suddenly axe series while they're on their midseason hiatuses, it's happened before. So there's a general suspicion that Rachel may have found out during NYCC that LO would only be given one more arc.

2.) The actual finale announcement was made in a text post on Instagram that suddenly announced it would be ending on May 11th, despite the fact that there was still lots to wrap up in the story.

What this implies is that Rachel was given one more arc, with no concrete end date... until Webtoons told her to wrap it up in a limited number of episodes, hence why despite us knowing it was in its final arc, the end date still felt too soon. This is also supported by the fact that her initial announcement was vaguely "early/mid 2024" - she couldn't give a more accurate end date because she didn't plan for the actual ending.

3.) Things that Rachel has said implies that she was either hoping for the final arc to go on longer, or that she didn't think LO was going to be ending now.

(that "nothing is set in stone" quote further supports the theory that she may have been hoping to get renewed in spite of the lukewarm ending announcement - that the only reason the announcement was so quiet was because WT hadn't fully committed to it yet and wanted to see how the series would do upon its return; now that they see it falling behind to other series, it might mean WT became more sure in their decision to cut it and gave her an actual deadline to wrap it up by.)

4.) Webtoons has stopped promoting Lore Olympus despite it ending.

Any promotional spots that it has gotten have been stuffed into the dead zone of the banner reels (seriously, anything past the 3rd spot is practically useless because it takes actual committed scrolling to get there vs. the first 1-3 banner spots which can be seen as soon as you open the app/site) and the banner art itself does not in any way advertise the series being in its final arc. These banners also only seem to be appearing for a day at most, compared to the days upwards of weeks they used to get.

Webtoons also hasn't been doing any sort of promoting on their socials for it. Considering The Mafia Nanny has been consistently beating out LO in the top rankings for weeks now, and that LO's rating and view count is still dropping, it appears that Webtoons has finally given up on shoving it down people's throats and put their focus elsewhere.

Again, this is all tinfoil hat speculation, so take it with massive doses of salt. Considering this is Webtoons, I wouldn't be surprised if they finally decided to put LO out of its misery, but this is also Rachel and I wouldn't blame her in the slightest if she finally wanted to be done with it after the past two years of people clowning on it. And I say that knowing I, myself, am a clown LOL

Either way, I feel like either outcome is plausible in its own ways, but whatever is the true reason, it doesn't change the fact that LO is ending and has 3 episodes left to wrap itself up. And whatever comes after will likely involve the launch of Inklore which was estimated for the spring.

#lore olympus critical #anti lore olympus #lo critical #anon ask me anything #anon ama #ama #ask me anything

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ch3rriiii-bunn · 2 months

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Sex work

Paring: Toji Fushiguro x Fem!reader

Synopsis: Spending money on a hot male sex worker♡

Content: Slow burn (?), virgin y/n / virginity loss mentioned, y/n is mentioned to be in her late 20's near 30, nail salon business y/n, sex worker toji, dilf toji, rich y/n mentioned, light aftercare, birth control mentioned, praising/light degrading, creampie, Dom toji, hand holding, choke hold, names such as "baby, princess, good girl" used

Word count: 5.5k♡

A/n: I've been wanting to write about tojis sexy ass but never had a plot. Now I do🤓☝🏾

"Oh, come on, y/n. Don't give into society's pressure and think you have to lose your virginity," your bar tender friend said, with a sincere smile on her face as she handed you a cocktail. You let out a deep sigh as you took the drink and took a big gulp of it. "It's not society making me feel this way. it's just... I'm almost 30 and still a virgin." You said.

"And that's not a bad thing," your friend reassured you. "I know, I know. I just want to experience sex. I want to know how it feels to get aroused by someone eles hands on me other than my own. To feel desired and lusted for.. I'd go on dating apps, but I don't trust that, and the men we see on a daily basis aren't exactly my type." you explained with a sour face.

Your friend laughed, hearing about your sexual frustration. "Yeah, none of these guys are your type. I can look up guys in my man's friend group for you to hook up with," she teased and hit you playfully. You chuckled, "Thanks, but I'll get over it. I'll take another cocktail. Since I'll be finishing this one soon," you joked and gave your friend a sad smile.

Your friend gave the same smile back and turned around to get started on making you another drink. You held your empty glass with both hands and had a moment with your thoughts. Was the sexual frustration really getting to you? Or was it just disappointment and embarrassment that you wouldn't get to experience that part of life as you age on.

You could have sex with any man who was as desperate to lose their virginity, but your pride wouldn't allow that. You wanted to have sex with a man who was your ideal type. A man who is more experienced and knows how to pleasure a woman. A man who's much bigger than you. Taller, weight wise, or muscles, it didn't matter. It turned you on just at the thought.

Your friend made your second cocktail and gave it to you for you to start sipping on it. You were silent. Lost in your thoughts, tipsy even and not being as alert to notice that someone had sat down beside you at the bar counter until he spoke. "I'll take a beer," a deep voice said. Your eyes shift from your drink to see a big veiny hands almost slam down five dollars on the counter to your bar tender friend.

Everything happened in a second. You glanced at this man, and your eyes widened a bit to take in just how handsome and attractive he is to you, and then your eyes turned to your friend. She was already looking at you with the biggest grin on her face, already knowing what you're thinking without words being said. However, you both couldn't make this awkward, so you looked away from each other so your friend could do her job in the moment.

"Coming up. How's your night going, sir?" Your friend took his money and began to get him a glass of beer. "No need for the formal introduction. The names Toji," He said with an exhausted sigh and held his hand out to grab the drink that was soon given to him. "Didn't get paid much tonight, so that has me pissed," Toji said and began to chug down half the beer.

Your friend raised her brows in a teasing way and eyeing you to look at Toji again, and you did just that. He had such nice, jet-black hair, and he looked so good in his baggy pants, along with his tight fitted black t-shirt. The alcohol was definitely getting to you since you wouldn't usually stare, but you couldn't help him. "He's just so fine," you thought to yourself.

Once Toji put his glass down with a deep sigh from chugging down that much of his drink, he turned to you. Toji's face changed into a frown of annoyance as he watched you staring at him. "What are you looking at?" He said with aggression in his tone. Your friend quickly stepped in to defend you in case things got out of hand. "My friend is just tipsy. She didn't mean to," she said.

"Sorry." You gave Toji a light smile and went back to finishing your second cocktail. Toji didn't reply, but now, he's the one looking at you. "Could've sworn I've seen you before," Toji commented, which made you raise your brow in question. You couldn't recall seeing a guy like Toji around, and you thought hard if you really saw him around but nothing came to mind and you shook your head.

"Maybe you've seen me, but I haven't seen you before. I own a nail salon business called [business name] in different locations. I go to those locations when I can so.." You smiled nervously, not wanting to be rude but also hoping Toji could provide more of an explanation to what he's saying. "Yeah, that place. I have a daughter who gets her nails done religiously at that place." Toji chuckled.

"Really now?" You asked and watched Toji nod his head. "I guess the location you work at is the main one. I always gotta wait with my friend in the car until she's done. My daughters name is Tsumiki. Tsumiki Fushiguro," Toji said, and you gasped lightly. "Yes, I do know her. She comes by at least once a month." You chuckled. "Now that I think about it. She would always mention to me how her dad would get impatient when waiting. So technically, yeah, we did meet. My name is y/n." You introduced yourself

"Yeah. Your work is good, but you take so damn long," Toji chuckled. "So... Do you want another beer?" You grinned, with some shyness as you attempt to flirt with Toji. "Didn't you hear me before? I said I didn't get paid much this time, and I gotta save-" "I asked you if you wanted another beer. Who said you'd pay?" You cut him off and giggled at his surprised expression.

Toji wasn't used to having another woman buy him something like this, but how could he pass this up? Toji had the biggest grin on his face and moved his chair closer to yours, and put his arm around you. "Might just spend all your money if a pretty woman like you is gonna spoil me." Toji flirts and then turns to your friend. "Bring us two more beers," he said.

You and your friend both made an excited face and squealed softly at each other for your accomplishment of getting Toji to get some interest in you. You and Toji started to have a good night for the past 2 hours at the bar, especially since it was a Friday and the bar itself got more lively as the night went on with music playing and rounds of drinks. You and Toji didn't drink till drunk, but you drank and became very flirty with one another throughout the night.

You gave the heads up to your friend to let her know you were good, and she went home for the night. After her shift was done. You had good conversation with Toji up until the topic you originally had with your friend came up since Toji did come into the bar just as you finished that previous conversation and he just had to ask about it. "Huh? You're still a virgin? Are you waiting until marriage or something?" Toji raised his brow at you as he laughed at your confession.

However, you didn't laugh. It may seem funny to him, including others, given that you're almost 30. You can't blame them, but it was embarrassing. You ended up scoffing at Toji's question and looked away from him. "No, I'm not waiting. Plus, if I did wait, I'd definitely die a virgin." You rolled your eyes and crossed your arms.

Toji grinned at your little outburst. His arm was still around you, and he brought his hand to your face and pinked your cheek to annoy you more. "Tell you what. I know some guys who'd be willing to have sex with you, but you'll have to pay them," Toji suggested. You raised your brow in question, "And how would you know that Toji?" You smirked. "Cause I'm a sex worker, pretty girl. How else would I know?" Toji smirked back at you.

That came to a surprise since you didn't expect Toji to be a sex worker, let alone be ignorant to believe sex workers like this still exist even in the year 2024. You took a moment before opening your mouth to say something bold at Toji's suggestion. "You'd rather have me spend my money on another sex worker when you have the opportunity to ask me?" You chuckled but then stopped once Toji's big hand rest on your thigh.

"I suggested other guys cause they are used to taking virgin clients. Unless you'd want your first time not to be so... vanilla," Toji teased, but he wasn't wrong. Sure, you wanted things to go slow only cause you never had sex but you definitely didn't want vanilla sex. You were more freaky than that, and you knew it. You had to swallow your shyness to properly communicate in order to take Toji for this opportunity.

"What thoughts are going through that pretty head, mm?" Toji whispered in your ear and bit his bottom lip lightly with a smirk as he watched your flustered expression. Toji already found you attractive, but now? You were getting this man excited, and he rarely gets excited during these talks when getting a client. "I'm just thinking... I don't have to look into other sex workers you may know since I'd like to take you... if that's okay," you asked softly.

"You're cute." Toji brought his hand to your head and began to mess with your hair. He was so annoying. You slapped his hand away and frowned. You watch Toji reach into his back pocket and pull out a black card. It stated the sex work origination toji works with, and it said his name, along with his phone number. "This is my number. Text me, and then I'll have my boss send you an email for us to have an appointment together." Toji winked.

You stared at the card and then took it to put in your bag. You pulled out your phone to check the time to see that it's 3am. Toji leaned closer to see as well and then looked at you. "Think you can get me an Uber to get home." Toji asked, and you raised your brow at him but decided to do it since you wanted to go back to your house too and typed in the location gave you.

"Broke ass," you joked. As you added two stops, you're house and then Toji's.

The next week, you went back to work. You texted Toji after the weekend, and you've been chatting with him. It was normal talk, just to get a better sense of each other, but you felt like a teenager texting your crush. On another Friday, you got an email from Toji's boss. You opened your perosnal lap top to fill out thr form. Toji mentioned previously that the form would be easy to fill out.

It was things like consent for this and payments and then some other morning stuff until the last question that was added by Toji. "What the fuck!?" You said to yourself in your break room alone and just like that, your phone started to buzz in your pocket. You checked to see who it was, and lo and behold, it was Toji. You picked up and said hello.

"Hey. Did you get the form?" Toji asked. "Yeah, I did.... but I have a question" You asked, and Toji hummed for you to continue. "Um... how come there's a question asking, "Do I like getting creampied or nutted on my face?" Wouldn't that be asked more... I don't know. Professionally?" You asked, still having that shocked face. "Yeah, but I changed that. If you want me to cum in you then you have to be on birth control. Cause I can't handle another kid" Toji laughed.

"I am on birth control!" You said. "Learn to take a joke, princess. Well, half joke." Toji chuckled. You sighed and answered the question on the form and sent it back to his boss and closed your laptop. "You finished?" Toji asked. "Yes," you replied. "Good girl. I'll see you on Saturday then," Toji said. You just knew Toji had a smirk on his face, but you nodded. "See you," you said before disconnecting the call.

You laid back in the chair and took a few breaths to calm your heart from racing. He was such a tease yet sounded so hot doing it. As the week went past, you got yourself ready for the weekend. Making sure to have the money to pay him, getting your home nice and clean. Once everything was done, you were home alone on a Saturday evening when you heard a knock on your door. You looked through the peep hole and just saw Toji's chest.

You opened the door and saw him there. His style didn't change much, but he still looked as handsome as ever. "Come in," you invited Toji, and you walked him walk in with a gym bag and took off his shoes, and then watched him begin to examine your home. You closed the door and followed behind him to your living room to hand him the cash that was in a small envelope. Toji took it and started to count the money, but then he looked at you.

"$400? It was just $300, cutie," Toji said, put, kept it anyway, and put in his gym bag. "I want a longer night..." You admit. Toji's fingers grabbed under your chin and made you look at him properly. "You thought we'd get straight into it? What kinda guy would I be if I did that?" Toji said, and his thumb played with your bottom lip before letting go. For the time being, Toji suggested to watch a movie together.

Usually, he'd say you both should shower before getting into it, but he wanted you to get used to his touch even if it wasn't sexual just yet. Toji wasn't big on cuddles, but he kept his arm around your thoughts out the movie and held your hand a lot. You attempted to cuddle, but he just straight up hugged you, which wasn't bad either. It felt nice to have this physical affection before having sex together.

Once the movie had finished, you took your bath and then came out to dry yourself off and kept your towel over you as you waited on your bed for Toji. You didn't feel scared or anything bad but instead nervous? Worried, he may not like what he sees? He's had sex with other clients, so what if he says negative things about your body. That small worry of insecurity was normal to feel before your first time, so you shook your head and waited once you heard the water stop.

You waited and saw Toji walk out your bathroom 5 minutes later. "You shower long," you said with a nervous smile on your face and ajust your towel to cover your tits more. "I took 20 minutes. You took 30" Toji called you out, and you laughed. "Yeah, you got me there," you said and watched Toji stand at the edge of the bed with his towel around his waist. Your eyes scan his body as you look at his muaclar physique. His face and body were just perfect.

"Why are you all the way over there? You're not nervous, are you?" Toji placed a knee on the bed and began to crawl towards you. His towel began loose and eventually fell off from his waist and you got a glance at his cock. Your eyes widen a bit to see it's size and he wasn't even hard yet. You quickly look at Toji, who is now inches away from your face. "I'm not i- I just don't want you to think my body looks werid," you say, and Toji gives you a werid look.

"Why would I think that? Your body is sexy. It's a shame you still wanna keep that towel on, too." Toji's deep tone softened as he brought his hand to your body and started to play with the rim of your towel near your breasts. Your breathing became unsteady. You took slow breaths, feeling the atmosphere become hotter with the sexual tension arising between you and Toji.

You look at Toji's lips and then lossend your hands from your towel and allow Toji to slowly remove your towel from your naked body. "C'mon. Lay down and get comfortable," Toji said and placed his hands on your hips to help you lay down underneath him properly. "Comfortable now?" He chuckled and watched you nod.

Toji slides his hand up your side and eventually holds your hand in his. Toji began to compare hand sizes with you while being inches away from your lips. "Your hands are so much bigger than mine.." you whispered and intertwined your fingers with his. "Well, I'm a big guy," Toji chuckled. "Can I kiss you?" He asked and gave your cheek a quick peck. You nod in response. However, Toji didn't like that.

He shook his head and held your hand tighter. "Words, baby. Can I kiss you?" Toji said against your lips while still, maintaining eue contact. You felt his breath hit your lip, and he felt yours, given how close your lips were, and you opened your mouth to speak softly. "Yes, please kiss me," you begged softly.

Toji first gave you a peck. He wanted to see how you'd react to that. I'm not too sure if that was your first kiss, but you reacted normally. You brought your hands to his face, and Toji went in for a deep, passionate kiss. His lips were so soft against yours. He took the lead by kissing, making out with you slowly, and slowly started to force your lips open more to take breaths in between.

Toji's hands went down to your legs in the kiss. His hand rubs up and down your legs, and you gasped softly in the kiss as Toji opens your legs to fit himself in between. "Mhmph~" you moaned softly in the kiss as you felt Tojis cock brush up against your pussy. "You okay?" Toji asked between his smooches and soft heavy breaths. "Yeah~" you said. Once Toji knew you were okay with this, he took it a step further.

Toji bit your bottom lip. It surprised you a little, and you opened your eyes more to see him. He looked at you with so much lust and from his lip bite. Your lips opened more, you jaw doing so as well, and Toji slides his tongue inside your mouth to touch your tongue and slides out for a second to kiss you. He repeated this and slowly but surely, you got the hang out of it as well.

Heavy breaths and soft moans were exchanged in each others mouths as you both felt the arousal growing more. Toji's hips couldn't stop himself from softly humping you. His cock between your legs and rubbing up and down between your wet folds. "Toji~" you moaned his name in the sloppy kiss and felt some saliva spill down your chin.

Toji lets out a low groan as his hands grip onto your sides and stop his hips from grinding against you. He breaks the kiss and uses his tongue to lick up the saliva that ran down your chin. "I need you. So fucking bad" He said through a deep breath and sat up. "Just look how hard you made me.. even getting some of your wetness on me. Fuck~" Toji said, seeing some of your slick on his shalt.

You bit your lip softly, feeling your wall clench at the site of his girthy cock. "Toji. Toji, please I.." You begged. You felt your clit throbbing, you wanted him too and now. "Yeah, I got you." Toji got down on the stomach on the bed and pulled your body towards him. "You ever made your cum before?" Toji smirked at you with his head between your thighs and inches away from your needu cunt.

You hesitated to answer, feeling somewhat embarrassed, but you eventually answered. "With a clit toy yeah.." you admitted. Toji stuck his tounge out and gave your clit a softly kitten lick and watched your hips buck from his sudden lick to your sensitive bud. "Well I don't fuck with toys so you got two options as a start. My tounge, or my fingers. You'll get both eventually, but what do you wanna start with first, princess?" Toji asked.

Your mouth opened in a small 'o' shape, not being able to hold your voice back as Toji continues to tease you with his soft licks to your clit. "I think you're living my tongue. Just look at how those hips roll up in my face" Toji said as he gave your clit a long lick, while applying more pressure on it with his tounge. "Y-yes~" you said through a whimper and brought your hands to Toji's hair.

"Yeah?" Toji's long tounge rolls around your thobbing clit and kisses it lightly. He wrapped his lips around your clit and applied pressure on it with his tounge in a circular motion. Toji couldn't get enough of your moans, how your hips kept bucking and rolling in his face while your thighs kept squeezing his head.

You gasped once you felt Toji's tongue licking further down to your leaking hole, and you grip his hair tighter. "Oh fuck~ Toji not there~" you whined yet, you felt your arousal throughout your body from just his tongue. "Just wanted to taste how wet you are for me. This pretty pussy can't stop leaking for me can it?" Toji said and began to slide his fingers between your wet folds. "Ready for my fingers?" He asked, playing with your slick between his fingers.

"Yes!, yes~" You rest your head back as you feel his finger press against your hole. "Relax. Let me ease my finger in." Toji thrust his thick finger inside and moving it in and out. You covered your mouth with the back of your hand, moaning from just one finger. "Nah, don't do that. Let me hear you. Move your hand from your mouth, " Toji said and added another finger inside you.

"Oh my gosh~ oh fuck." You said through shaking moans. You eventually move your hand away from your mouth and brought your hands to the sheets to grip onto them as Toji slowly begins to finger fuck you harder. His fingers open you up, spreading apart inside to open your walls up before adding in a third finger. "Toji- Toji!" You moaned his name in a small panic, your eyes tearing up as you feel your orgasm coming already.

"You're doing so fucking good. It's okay. Fucking cum on my fingers." Toji finger fucked you faster and he went back to licking your clit and this time, sucking on it. You whimpered loudly and moaned. You felt Toji's other hand hold yours, and you quickly held his hand back. Your back arches and your eyes shut tight as you cum on his fingers. Your other hand grips onto his hair, slowly riding out your orgasm my grinding back into his face and your walls clenching down on his three fingers.

You calmed down and relaxed into the mattress. "Felt good, didn't it?" Toji kissed your inner thigh and pulled his fingers out to see the mess you made. "Yes- Oh, there's issue over there- Toji!" You said in shock as you watch Toji clean his fingers of your cum. "I don't have time to get off this bed and get some tissue to clean it up." He said and placed his hands on your knees. "Now. Are you ready to take me?" He asked and you look down to see his hard cock, oozing out pre cum.

He needed you badly. Toji pushes your thighs back and places your ankles on his shoulders. "You okay with this position?" Toji asked. "Yes. I'm okay." You smiled at Toji and brought your hands to hold onto his sides. Toji grabbed his cock and rubbed his tip against your clit and between your folds. He looked at you, making sure you're okay once more, and you nodded your head.

Toji pushed his tip inside. You try to relax, taking in slow breaths as you feel his hips thrust forward and feel yourself scratch open. "G-gentle gentle~" Your breath hitched, and you bit your lip. "Yeah, I know. You're just so tight." Toji grunts as he gave you a second before continuing. You felt slight pain, not as much since Toji prepared you before. However, you just felt the pressure.

"You're doing so good. Just keep relaxing. I'm almost in." Toji grabs the sheets. He moans at how your walls squeeze around him until he finally gets in. He wasn't exactly balls deep, but he wanted to get to that part in a bit and didn't move until you were ready. "It doesn't hurt, dose it?" Toji asked. "A-A little bit.. but it doesn't hurt badly... I just feel so f-full. You can start moving, though, " your voice trembled.

"I figured. Maybe this can help." Toji leaned down to bring his mouth to your nipple and sucked on it lightly. "Ooh, Toji~" Your mouth hung open with moans as he sucks on your nipple while thrusting his hips slow. It was already so overwhelming. But it felt so good. "That's it. Moan for me. You're taking my cock so good right now baby" Toji bit your nipple softly and then went to the other one, sucking on it as he thrust his hips at a stead rhythm.

"It's sooo, good- oh fuck" your nails big into his sides as you felt his cock slide in and out, feeling his veins drag along your walls and your wetness leaking down to your hole already. "Ready for me to get a bit faster?" Toji whispered in your ear as his hips roll in slow cirlcles, making your feel his cock more. "Yes~ I wanna feel you more. Fuck me please" you begged softly with teary eyes.

Toji pulled his hips back, stopping once he felt his tip almost slip out and slowly push back into you again, this time getting balls deep until his tip kissed your cervix. His thick thighs began to slap lightly against your skin as his speed increased. "That's it. Opened up more for me and- taking it so good" Toji says through moans.

Your brows knit together, and your moans grew Louder as Toji fucks you faster. "And these tits." Toji grabs one of your boobs and licks your nipple and gives it a softly nibble. "Love the way your pussy sucks me in when I play with these pretty nipples." Toji said and eventually holds both of your boobs together and begins to lick both nipples at the same time.

You tried to speak, but Toji's hips began to thrust harder. His cock so deep and bullying your cervix all while againsts your gspot and his heavy balls smacking against your wet asshole. "Toji~ Toji, just like that~" you muttered. "Yeah, like this." Let go of your boobs and sat up to hold your legs to his chest and began thrusting his hips faster, having his skin clay against yours.

"Yes, just like that!" You moaned in a squeal as his cock fucks into you and hit all the right spot. Your tits bounce, and your body jerks forward from his powerful thrusts. It felt so good you couldn't help the tear from your eye run down your face. "Look at that fucked out slutty face you got goin on. So sensitive, aren't you? And so wet. You're getting it all over me" Toji says through deep moans as he sees the ring of your pussy creaming around his cock and feeling your wetness on his balls.

"Can feel you getting close. Cum, cum for me. Let me feel this pretty, needy pussy grip onto my cock" Toji continued to fuck you harder while having a slight fucked out expression on his face as well. Your eyes rolled back a bit and your hands grip onto the bed sheets, moaning, almost screaming as your back arches and you cum, on his cock.

"Yeah, that's it~ You feel so good clenching on me like this- fuck." Toji said and continued to keep thrusting his hips. "Toji- tojii~" you whined his name and brought your hands to his abdomen. "Move your hands, baby. I'm so close," Toji whispered as he shut his eyes and grabbed both your wrists and thrust faster than before, even making the bed shake.

Toji's moans got Louder, and he threw his head back. He got himself balls deep, clenching his jaw, and stopped thrusting as he came inside you. "That birth control, better work" he pants, "I was thinking if I should fill you up, but this cunt is too good not too. Fuck~" Toji, let go of your wrists and grab on your thighs to ride out his orgasm.

"On your stomach now, princess. We're not done yet," Toji grabbed your legs and pushed them to the side to help you turn around. "Like this?" You laid on your stomach, bring one of your pillows to your chest for support, and had your legs spread open as you looked back at Toji. "Just like that," Toji said in a low growl, watching some of his cum still spilling out of you and grabbed your ass tightly before positioning himself to fuck you again.

Toji shoved his cock back in and you both moaned at the feeling. "Fuck me harder Toji~ ooh God, I want more this time" you begged while pushing your ass up against Toji as he thrusts his cock inside you. "You're realing asking me that?" Toji, put some of his weight down on you and brings his arm around to put you in a light choke hold and slams his hips down, fucking you roughly.

"You took it like a good slut before. You're gonna take it like a good slut again." Toji grunts. "Your cunt is just gushing, even when i fuck my cum back inside. So. Fucking. Wet," Toji said from his rough thrusts and choking you a bit harder in the choke hold he has you in. You tried to talk back, but all that came out of your mouth was loud moans and soft choke sounds as he fucks you into the mattress.

"I-im gonna cum again- Toji, wait~ wait~" your pussy clenched on Toji's cock harder and felt yourself dripping with each thrust. "Nah, I'm not waiting- holy fuck, Gonna cum too, gonna cum so hard" Toji let's you out of his choke hold but he brings his hand to your throat to hold you while his other hand grips onto the bedsheets rightly.

Your teeth bit down on the pillow, letting out screaming moans with tears of pleasure rolling down your face, not being able to hold yourself back from squirting all over the bed until a small puddle was made. Toji's maons turned into deep whimpers in your ear and his hand had a firmer grip on your neck and his slammed his hips, having his tip kiss your cervix as he fills you up again with his cum.

"Oh fuck~, Toji~ Toji," you moaned his name, panting, and your eyes shut as you pass out right after. "Ah shit... was i too rough???" Toji said, being concerned.

You ended up sleeping after that for almost 30 minutes. When you woke up, you sat up slowly to check the time. It was 2am. Once you blinked to realize what was going on, you found yourself in new pj's and cleaner bedsheets. You were about to get up until your bedroom door opened again, seeing Toji came in with a bottle of water and something eles in one hand and tea in the other.

"You're awake. Now take this." Toji handed you some painkillers and the water. "Thank you, Toji. But I'm okay. I just went to sleep." You chuckled and took the medicine. "You could get a headache or something." Toji got in bed with you and laid down beside you. You looked at him, almost confused until Toji's hand suck around your waist to pull you closer into a hug, almost cuddling again like before.

"Don't look at me like that. All sex workers gotta give aftercare." Toji said, looking away with a faint blush on his cheeks. "You were a beast in bed but blush at aftercare? You're cute," you giggled and rested your head on Toji's chest. "Just so you know, when you fall asleep again, I'm leaving so your front door will be unlocked," he mentioned.

You instantly got annoyed. "I take it back," you said. "If you want another time like this, then you know how to book another appointment." Toji said

"Oh i will~"

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A breakdown of apps you can use to communicate with your alters as separate people and write down information about them online and offline with their pros, cons, and a personal rating because I really needed it when I was new to being a system:

Note: by "PC" I mean any computer/macbook/etc. By "all devices" I mean PC, mobile, tablet, iPad, etc.

I apologize for mistakes in advance.

1. Antar: An app created to chat with your "inner self," found in both Play Store and AppStore. One of the more popular ones among systems. It is an app where you get to create personas that would be chatting with each other in chats called "sessions." Those sessions can either be given a name or just left named after the date they were created on. Each persona is given a color that would become the color of their messages in sessions. Offline app.

Pros: Fiarly easy to use, no in-depth information needed to access it fully. Biometric lock; 4 languages (English, Chinese, Hindi, Spanish) for the system, however any language can be used via text; no limit to the amount of personas added (as far as I'm aware). Messages sent by the wrong persona can be changed; the "quote" feature allows you to start a thread under a message; provides descriptions of each persona. You can also give your personas an avatar rather than just a color. Has a "replay" and "visualization" feature, though I'd say it's strictly just for funzies.

Cons: Not available on PC; has no backup, phone-related resets or deletion of the app results in all information lost. Session order constantly changes depending on which senssion you entered, which in my opinion (+OCD) is a nuisance; you can't delete the "me" character which I've been wanting to do for a while. Can't add hexcodes.

Personal rating: 6/10. If you need an app that you can lock from unwanted visitors, if you don't mind and even prefer something simple, and if you don't care that the conversations might disappear, this app is a good choice.

2. Discord's PluralKit: A more avdanced discord bot with tons of settings and commands that was created specifically for systems. Allows you to add almost any information about your system memebers, even such things as birthdays. The way it works is, it "proxies" your messages with a certain command somewhere in the "normal" message, sends a message identical to yours from a bot created with the name you chose, and deletes your original message. Basically replaces a message from your account with a message from a bot you created earlier. Proxies are small commands that give the both a green light to do that, and they can be whatever you want them to be. Online bot.

Pros: Feels like different people are talking; allows you to track your switches; available on all devices; one system can be linked to multiple accounts, although you can't create multiple systems under one account; allows you to group alters together; allows you to restrict access to certain information from all users; allows you to add as many alters as you want; has a number of ways you can access the information you put in which would all be sorted and organized for you; autoproxy allows you to not proxy every message you sent; since you can't delete messages of other people on servers that are not yours, and the bot messages are not, in fact, yours, PluralKit allows you to react to the message with an emoji that deletes the proxied message; while you can't use it in DMs, you can set up commands in DMs with the bot; every memeber has a unique code, and so does the system itself, and it records when the member was created; can be exported to SimplyPlural.

Cons: Commands are difficult and complex, and so is the dashboard; can only be used on servers; sometimes offline as all bots are, though rarely; you can't use it anywhere outside discord (a con for those who don't use discord); I had instances where I saw people use it for roleplay which is also allowed; proxies are a pain; you'd need a guide to tell you why certain things are needed in it; you cannot reply to messages with gifs when using a proxy; when being exported to SimplyPlural it exports everything, so if you had 10 members on SimplyPlural and 15 on PluralKit, it's best to add those 5 manually than delete 10 new exported alters (I did it with 100+ alters by accident and it was a pain).

Personal rating: 9/10. Complex, difficult to figure out, but once you get ahold of it and how it works, you'd be amazed. Also a pain that you can't use it in DMs, but it's to be expected from a bot. And you can always create a server with just you.

3. Discord's Tupperbox: A discord bot created mainly for roleplay, but actively used by systems who cannot get along with PluralKit. A simpler bot, easy to use and figure out, most things can be done via dashboard, doesn't have the opportunity to add a lot of inofrmation. Online bot.

Pros: Simple; allows grouping alters; allows different tags for different members and groups, sometimes individually; way simpler commands, and most things can be added via dashboard; looks and works almost the same as PluralKit when in a conversation; available on all devices.

Cons: Can't add avatars via dashboard, only using the commands; can't add two alters with the same name (which you can do with PluralKit); people reported it glitching out and deleting members; mainly used for roleplay; gives a weird list of members via commands that is unusable in my experience; doesn't work out of discord.

Personal rating: 7/10. Perfect for people who just want to talk and not write down information about them with the bot, but the threat of members being deleted, especially as a larger system, is concerning. We mainly use it for OSDD-1a subsystems. It was also not created for systems, as far as I'm aware. I see more cons than pros.

4. Simply Plural: Another more well-known tool used and created for systems. Simply Plural is an app that allows you to create profiles of your members and add any information you'd like about them via custom fields. It has a chat feature, allows you to track your front and switch history, add friends, and many more. Supports endogenic systems (which is being mentioned not for discorse purposes but as a fact. Whether you find it good or not is up to you) and allows singlets to create profiles as well, although I don't know a lot about that part. Both offline and online app.

Pros (and a bit about the app): Backup included; tracks your switches and front, allows you to change exact time for them, too (24-hour clock down to minutes included); the polls feature works like polls on same Tumblr and everywhere else but specifically for your system memebrs; analytics provide information about who fronts the most, during what time of day they usually front; you and your friends can see each other's profiles, which is why singlets can also create profiles, which allows you to acces info about each other's systems; "trusted people" feature allows you to pick whether you want everybody to see your alters or not, or if you want outsiders to see your profile at all; provides resources and guides to plurality (which I personally haven't checked, but still putting it in the pros, if somebody thinks I shouldn't, let me know); has an app reminders feature; you can add as much information as you want; front history shows up in a person's profile; alters can add notes; alter groups are available; available on all devices, however, only as a website on PC; colors of your alters can be used in the chat to highlight names; hexcodes are available; "custom front" is a status you set with fronting which can be hilarious sometimes; connects to PluralKit in a number of ways.

Cons: The chat feature is a bit difficult to use, and first time I did, I freaked out because I couldn't get out of it (the trick is to go to "channels" and press "navigation", there you'll see the dashboard); friends can't communicate with each other; copy-pasting is hard on both mobile and PC; something about the interface and navigation irks me and our visually impaired self; notes have same visibility as the profile itself, which is inconvenient if you want your profile to be seen but not your notes; avatars can't be added via website.

Personal rating: 6/10. I don't like how it looks and works (probably due to being visually impaired and other issues), but if you manage to get the information in it, it's pretty accessible and thoughtful of what systems might need. Could be used as a tool to start working with your system rather than do it long-term.

5. Twinote: An app that is your "personal Twitter." Pretty sure it was created for the purpose of having fun rather communicating with alters. Offline app.

Pros: Backup provided; allows "private accounts" that other "users" can't see; can create as many users as you want, as many posts as you want; can upload up to 4 images; works almost like Twitter; has a chat feature; comments, retweets, likes are present; "lists" feature allows you to group users and see only their messages which could be used for "things only protectors sent" and such; storage shows all pictures used in the app, so you won't lose anything; tagging and following people is still an option, and following private accounts give that user an opportunity to be the only one seeing their tweets.

Cons: Can't upload videos; can't do much with anything other than posts and profiles, so trends and other stuff there is off-limits (as far as I know); you have to constantly switch between profiles for the chat feature; share button only shares the contents of the message; very easy to accidentally press the wrong button and delete a tweet by dragging it left (which I almost did a few times).

Personal rating: 7,5/10. I know it's probably annoying that I didn't just type either 7 or 8, but the reaosn why is cause I have mixed feelings about it from a practical point of view. We use it strictly to communicate what we did during the day as a small journal and just joke with each other, and it's incredibly funny in itself, but it doesn't allow you to write down a lot of information about your alters and has a character limit in profiles. So it's strictly for communication.

6. Notion: An app created as a dashboard for literally everything you could ever dream of. You can personalize it however you want and use it for whatever you want. Those who saw the post we made a while ago probably know the reason I'm mentioning it is due to a template that I linked here. Online app.

Pros: Can be used for literally everything without limits; available on all devices; big and has enough storage for a lot of information, text, projects, etc; can be designed however you want; a lot of useful templates for all life instances (even taxes); can be shared with people who also use Notion in a variety of ways (either only comment, only see, etc); can add your own custom covers and icons via both gallery and links; looks neat and doesn't mess with visual impairment for us; can add a page in a page in a page which can be used for diaries; links to different pages on other pages are also available; endless possibilities, I could rant all day.

Cons: Glitches on the phone a lot; certain things are allowed on computer and not on mobile and vice versa; all templates available only on PC; you need to have an account in order to use it; glitches if it's offline; sometimes deletes a bunch of text because of glitches, usually the triggers for it are writing a lot in it directly or erasing previous text a bunch of times; can't invite someone in your space, it would take too much storage; some storage needs to be bought, although, I don't know the limit (but there's a lot. Like, a lot)

Personal rating: 9/10. With all its antics, I love this app dearly, it's incredibly useful, and you learn to deal with the cons. It's the best one I've used for communication and information storage so far.

7. Texting Stories app: As ridiculous as it sounds, it could be used as a tool to communicate with your alters, especially in secret. We are fighting for our safety here, so I ask you to take this suggestion seriously. Could be used when you don't want to let anyone know you're a system and have noisy family members/relatives/etc who like to snoop through you personal devices, by using it, you can say you've just been doing a story. Offline app.

Pros: I believe you can add as many people as you want; can add avatars; different stories can be different days of the week; easy to use; easy to brush off as "just making stories."

Cons: Can't change colors, you need to pay for most things.

Personal rating: 5/10. Can be used for emergencies and communication only, although we haven't used it much.

8. Notes: Just the same plain old notes app on your phone that everybody has installed as default. Offline app.

Pros: Easy to use; can be easily lost within your other notes for privacy; used for literally everything you desire, even drawing; automatic backup.

Cons: Doesn't give you the ability to really present as separate people; doesn't have as many options as Notion.

Personal rating: 5/10. used it at some point just for communication, was cool, somple, easy, but nothing too big.

I hope this helped to put these apps in perspective. I do apologize for it being a bit all over the place, but I did attempt to make it coherent enough (I am currently in a psychotic state, it's difficult for me to communicate). And remember, there are always options to use a written journal rather than a digital one. If anything, it's better to keep both in case one gets lost. Who knows, maybe our parents asking us what we would do if the internet disappeared is actually a warning. /j /nm

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