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I honestly believe that every real-life love story, no matter how mundane or drama-free or "boring", is beautiful
#like a couple years ago a friend of mine told me about how she met her husband#and it was the most straightforward ordinary thing#they met at a three-day weekend event and liked each other#and on the last day of the event he went up and asked her to dinner with a few other friends#and at the dinner he sought her out specifically and made sure to show his interest#and the rest is history! they've been married over 20 years and are such a sweet couple#and then there's my parents who had been dating a while and started talking about marriage#and one day they were riding the bus together and my mom was like “yk we've been talking marriage and you haven't actually proposed to me”#and he went “well we can fix that. will you marry me?”#and she said yes and that was the proposal!#and I honestly tear up a little whenever I tell the story because it's just! it's CUTE!#all true love stories are beautiful I stand by this#elly's posts
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Hello hello!! Just found your blog and I’m absolutely in love with your writing. So if it’s ok I come with a bar order.. whiskey with lime in a tall glass please and thank you
thanks for the kind words :)
lando norris x bsf! reader
You are mine, end of discussion
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"Dude I am so fucking excited for today," you said to Lando as you guys walked into the paddock. He gave you a weird look.
"I mean I'm literally starting P15 but I really appreciate your faith in me," he replied scratching his head.
"I don't care about the race," you quickly said before correcting yourself. "I mean of course I care and you'll be amazing superstar but did you hear who is in the Alpine garage today?"
He shook his head at you frowning. You were busting at the seams with excitement.
"Joe Burrow!!!" You squealed. "Pierre said he would introduce me and I might die."
Even though you had moved from the States a couple of years ago you still avidly followed American Football. Now the Bengals weren't your team necessarily but Joe Burrow...that man had aura.
"Were you that excited to meet me the first time," Lando asked pouting.
"I didn't even know who you were," you replied laughing and Lando's frown deepened.
When you met Lando you had just moved to Monaco and had spent a lot of days working out of a coffee shop next to your building. On a busier day, he had asked if he could sit with you for a second as there weren't any seats open. You'd hit it off when he noticed that you were working but also had your phone set up to watch the Masters. He invited you to go golfing with his friend Max and a couple of others and you just fit in so effortlessly to the group. You definitely had a crush on him in the beginning but nothing had ever happened so you brushed it off.
"I have to go get ready now, but I'll see you after the race," he said shortly and walked off. Confused you watched him go, you'd definitely pissed him off but you weren't sure how.
Spotting Pierre, you rushed over to him as he was heading to the garage.
"Can't believe Lando is letting you loose to meet Joe Burrow," he said as you fell into step next to him.
"I didn't realize I had to get his permission to go anywhere," you said sweetly and he threw his hands up in mock defeat.
"I just know that if Kika was this excited to meet another man, I'd have a problem."
"You do realize that Lando is not my boyfriend."
"Mmhmm," he replied giving you a wink.
The two of you walked into the garage and you were growing more nervous, especially when you caught sight of Joe talking to Esteban. He waved at Pierre, shaking his hand and then his eyes fell to you, curious.
"This is y/n, she's a good friend of ours," Pierre introduced and Joe took your hand shaking it.
"She's also Lando's personal attack dog," Esteban joked and you laughed along with Joe.
"Nice to meet you, y/n," he said smiling. "It's good to find an American here holding down the fort."
"Yeah I couldn't weasel my way into the NFL so had to settle for second best," you joked and he laughed while Pierre and Esteban protested.
"You know it is taking a lot to be civil with you right now because you broke my heart in 2019," you said seriously and he smirked.
"Let me guess, Clemson or Oklahoma?"
"Oklahoma," you admitted looking away.
"I would say I'm sorry but I'm definitely not," he said teasing. "Even if it made a pretty girl like you turn against me."
You flushed and saw Pierre shoot Esteban a look who just laughed turning away.
"Are you watching in here?" Joe asked. "I'd love some good company."
"No, I'll be in McLaren," you told him. "Lando will throw a fit if I'm not there."
"Well I'd actually love to meet him, so I'll swing by later yeah?" You nodded bidding them all goodbye and heading back to the garage.
"Is she dating him or what?" You heard Joe ask and you slowed to hear Pierre respond.
"It's complicated."
His answer confused you but you brushed it off.
The race was amazing. You were so proud watching Lando fight his way to P4 and seeing Oscar take home the win. Finding him after the win, he swept you up into a big hug.
"I'm so proud of you buddy," you said grinning. "But you stink."
He laughed promising to take a shower before you guys left.
"Hey man, great race," you heard Joe say slapping Lando's hand.
"Thanks," he said politely. He had his arm around your shoulder and you moved to get out but his grip tightened, holding you there.
"Would love to see you at a Bengals game sometime, both of you," he said and you nodded brightly.
"I think we're good," Lando replied shortly and you elbowed him hard in his side giving him a look.
"Stop being so rude," you said annoyed but Joe just laughed.
"No worries, I'd act the same way if I were him," he said cockily.
"What's that supposed to mean?" You asked confused and he winked at you.
"He knows."
You could feel Lando steaming as you followed him into his driver's room, ready to lay into him.
"What on earth is wrong with you?" You questioned. "That was so fucking embarrassing."
"Oh I'm so sorry for ruining your chances with Joe Burrow," he said whirling on you. "I'm sure you it'll still work out though and you can start going to all his games, wear his merch, and wait for him outside the locker room."
"You are literally insane," you seethed and he laughed humorlessly stepping closer to you.
"Your place is not next to him," he said, voice rising. "It's right here in this room, next to me at every race and every day for that matter. You are mine, end of discussion."
You stood there gaping as he walked into the bathroom slamming the door. What the actual fuck? You were pissed. This whole time you had thought he hadn't felt the same way because he never said anything and it took Joe fucking Burrow to figure it out.
Ripping the door open you stormed into the bathroom, not caring about Lando being undressed in the shower. You yanked the shower door open stepping in, letting the water hit you as Lando stared at you with wide eyes. He started to say something but you cut him off, slamming your lips into his, pressing him against the wall.
He took over the kiss, moving aggressively while pulling you closer to him. You pulled back for air and he smiled softly at you.
"I love you," he said and your heart swelled.
"I love you too," you replied. "But I still want to go to a Bengals game."
He rolled his eyes, bringing you in for another kiss.
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Day's in Counting
Erik!Stevens X Black!OC X Black!OC
Part One
________________ After Halle admits to her roommate and fuck buddy Normeli about her sex dry spell, Normeli and Erik decides to help relieve her stress with just a tad bit of teasing.
Warnings: Threesome, Polymerous Relationship, slight voyeurism ________________
Normeli was a strong believer in the woman’s body and the things that pleased it. If something feels good, she thinks women deserve to experience it. Out of all the stuff that a woman’s body is put through, she believes that it deserves to be rewarded. Whether it was a simple message or even an orgasm. Being bisexual, she knew the in and outs of a woman’s body and she knew what to do with a man’s body to make her feel good.
Normeli was a professional sex specialist. She helped many couples who lacked the sex part of their relationships, sparking new ideas and guidance to bring couples’ sex lives back to.. well life. So far, she’s had a one hundred percent success rate.
Normeli was also very in tuned with her own sex life. She knew her own body, and the only people to touch her knew her body also. Relationships weren’t really her thing. Not yet anyway. She was still young and free and didn’t have no plans of settling down for the next two years. So finding someone who would be down to sexually please her, and also not looking for the relationship aspect was hard.
That was until she met Mr. Stevens.
She met him at her close friend’s dinner party about a year ago. The topic of her being a sex specialist came up, and the conversation wasn’t a happy one.
She cut into her steak bringing it to her mouth as she moaned. “Oh my god, this is so good,” she said looking up at her friend, Mia.
“I told you! The chef here is amazing.” she gushed eating her own steak. She was about to say something, but someone walked into the private area where they were holding her event.
He was a tall man with a perfect face. Deep dimples, bright white smile, built like a God almost. He had on a white T-Shirt, blue khakis, and a pair of white and blue Gucci shoes. His locs looked like they were just retwisted, and were braided to the back.
“Erik!” Mia exclaimed standing up. He smiled at her, it was like Normeli fell in love with his face.
“Congratulations!” he replied hugging her. He handed her a small gift before waving at everyone. His eyes caught a look at her to see that she was definitely checking him out. She caught his eyes too. Her dark skin looked like it was oiled down, and the all-white dress she had complimented her skin perfectly, showing her right forearm covered in tattoos. She had knotless braids thatF were parted to the side, with nude beat makeup. Her lip gloss made her lips and smile the first thing he noticed, wanting to just kiss and bite it.
He knew everyone sitting at this table, but he wanted to get to know her personally. “Hey Erik..” he turned around and saw Mia’s sister, Aniyah.
“What’s up.” he nodded his head toward her. He knew that Aniyah was feeling him. He always did ever since high school and even years later. She just wasn’t his type. Especially because she was a tad bit... rude.
He sat down at the empty spot that was next to Normeli, Aniyah looked a tad bit annoyed by his action.
“Oh, how rude of me. Erik, this is my friend Normeli. Normeli, this is my friend Erik.” she introduced the two as she looked at him.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Erik.” she smiled at him. Her voice was deep and sultry. It was like honey. It reminded him of Beyoncé a little bit. Especially with the southern accent.
“Please, the pleasure is all mine.” he smiled back at her.
She knew when a man was flirting with her and when a man wanted her. She could read it in their body language. If it wasn’t for his body language, his eyes gave it all away.
“I’ll have someone come out to give you your dish. I made sure it had all of your modifications for your diet,” she said sitting back down and drinking her wine.
“So, how does it feel to finally be lead council?” Normeli turned around looking at her friend.
“So stressful but so worth it.” Mia smiled.
“Well if anyone deserves it, it’s you.” Normeli smiled back touching her hand.
“Me? Let’s talk about you opening up your own office! And getting your bachelor.” she said raising an eyebrow at her, Normeli sighed.
“This is not about me. This is about you...” she trailed off as Mia scoffed.
“A lot of black excellence is in the room so this is about us. Everyone really.” Mia told her, as Erik spoke up.
“Office? What do you do?” Erik asked her. The waitress came by with his plate, setting it down as he thanked her.
“I am a sex specialist,” she said.
“What? Is that a fancy word for prostitute now? I swear people try to normalize the most heinous of things.” Aniyah rolled her eyes.
“Aniyah! Shut up!” Mia snapped at her.
“What? I’m serious. Just say you’re a hooker and move on.”
“Actually no, I’m not a hooker,” Normeli said laughing. “I help people and couples become in tune with their sex life and/or sexuality. Discover things about their bodies. I even help people who are planning on having a baby, and even being the doula for some.” she said with a smile. It was never her intention to be rude back. It was always best to kill with kindness.
“She’s going to be my Douala for when I and Chris decide to have babies,” Mia said holding onto her husband’s hand.
“Plus, I use my education in psychology to help those who have been sexually assaulted or sexually abused become in touch again. So I can reassure you, I do not have sex with my clients. That’s a huge no-no in my book.” she finished off.
“Huh, that’s pretty interesting. What made you want to do that?” Erik said.
“Well besides my own trauma, I feel like sex is a taboo subject when it shouldn’t be. Just like how Aniyah immediately jumped to conclusion that I was a sex worker because I specialize in intercourse,” she said. Aniyah glared at her with annoyance and anger.
“Which is not her fault. Society has formed us to think that sex is something that you keep to yourself. And if you are open about it, you’re shamed. But I believe it’s important to have these conversations because we can avoid all the negative stereotypes that come with sex. Like called being a hoe because you’re hypersexual or being called a prude because you don’t want to have sex. And so far, my work has been a hundred percent success rate. With open conversations, I have helped three couples welcome home four beautiful babies.” she said in confidence.
“That doesn’t even sound right. Three couples and four babies? Okay...” Aliyah scoffed. Mia glared at her once again.
“Yeah... because twins don’t exist,” Normeli said. It made the table laugh, making Aliyah snap.
“Okay, I’ll say it. I don’t feel comfortable with you sitting here talking about sex. It’s disgusting and I’m eating. Have some fucking decorum. No one wants to hear about your job as a sex worker. So can you like, shut up about it.” she responded back as Normeli looked at her in shock.
“Fair enough...” she awkwardly said.
“Well me personally, I would like to hear more about it. Mind giving me your number,” he said pulling out his phone to hand it to her.
“Of course, I can even help you and your wife if-”
“Oh... I’m single.” he chuckled as she smirked at him.
“Sorry...” Aliyah seethed at the fact that Erik was flirting with her. Especially even after hearing what she does for work.
After dinner, Normeli was walking out to her car when she heard her name being yelled at. She turned around and saw Erik walking over to her car.
“Well ain’t that something. I’m parked right next to you,” he said pointing to his white G-Wagon.
“Hmm, it is something.” she chuckled placing her purse in her car and looking back up at Erik. “What do you have planned for the night?” she asked him.
“Well, I’m taking some PTO, so probably just go home. Have a cold beer,” she smirked at him.
“Alone?”
“Well.. it doesn’t have to be,” he smirked back at her. She chuckled looking down at the ground and then back at him.
“Make that number useful Mr.Stevens.” She would have most definitely taken that man back home with her. But because mother nature wanted to give her the monthly subscription, it was a no-go.
“Don’t worry... I will.”
After that night, they went out to dinner to get to know each other a little bit better. It was no secret that the two of them were feeling each other. Both romantically and sexually.
Being the outspoken person she is, she invited him back to her place knowing that her roommate, Halle, wasn’t there. She would be doing extra shifts at the strip club after her classes.
After that night, Erik swore up and down that he was not letting this girl go. Not even for a second. He’d have her at his house on every piece of furniture he had to offer.
Normeli sat in the living room drinking some wine and reading a self-care book when she heard the front door open. Looking back, she saw Halle come with her bags and food. “You’re home early.”
“The place was dead and I needed to come home to study.” she plopped down on the couch, putting her feet on the coffee table. “My body is so sore.” she groaned rubbing the back of her neck.
“Hm, I think I know what I can to help with that,” Normeli smirked as Halle looked at her.
“No, the last time you said that I-”
“Ooh don’t remind me. I still have dreams about that night.” Normeli said rubbing Halle’s thighs.
Honestly, that night seemed like something the two of them would watch in a porno while rubbing their clits. Normeli offered to give her a message. It started off innocent, while her fingers were slowly getting closer to her pussy. She knew what she was doing, and Halle didn’t want her to stop.
Normeli knew Halle been with girls. She would bring her friends back to the place after partying, with alcohol and a bit of weed, they were in Halle’s room fucking. Normeli heard it, for the first time being shocked because she seemed like an innocent girl. But what she heard, she couldn’t help but play with her pussy listening to the noises.
So when Normeli had the opportunity, she took a shot at it. And scored.
The two often messed around, especially when they are bored. She and Erik never really talked about their relationship. And even though she knew for a certain fact she wanted Erik, she always wanted Halle.
Ah... Halle. The complete opposite of Normeli. Only three years younger than Normeli. It shocked her when she found out that Halle was a stripper. She’s shy, and always has her head in a book or studying for school. She wanted to be a Labor and Delivery nurse, so she was a full-time student that danced at the nightclub.
It was easy money, and she made a lot of it. Things that she couldn’t afford when she was just working a regular 9-5 at the hospital. She bought her first car and paid it off within a year. She paid her rent 6 months in advance. She spoiled herself with the nicest things also.
She looked at the time and saw that it was still early. She was caught up in all her work and studied before she left her friends Desirae apartment so the night was all hers.
“So.. how are you and Erik?” she said sitting back and looking at her. “You guys seem to be getting close,” she smirked at her.
“No, we’re just keeping things simple. I like it. He likes it. What’s not to like?” she admitted as she sighed.
“Gosh, I wish it was that easy for me.”
“What?” Normeli asked curiously.
“You know, finding someone. I know a lot of people look at me weirdly because I dance. And don't even get my started on the dry spell I'm having without a guy" she confessed. It didn’t really cross Normeli’s mind that those things do affect her dating life.
“Hmm, wow. I’m sorry about that,” she said placing her hand on her shoulder.
“Aye, it’s alright.” she sighed. "I am so tired.. the shifts at the club is killing me." she groaned.
"You know I told you that you didn't have to do that anymore. I can give you the money for your tuition and pay the rent." Normeli reminded her.
A few months back when Normeli found out, she was shock. Halle had to basically explain that her and her sisters were in and out of foster care, so she wasn't really a 'trust fund baby'. She knew that she needed to do something with her life but sadly, college ain't cheap. Stripping was an easy and convenient way to make a lot of money.
"I can't do that. You know that. I appreciate the offer though." she smiled at her as Normeli shrugged her shoulders.
"Well, the offer is still there.. I promise."
“Well, I’m going to take this time to catch up on some sleep,” she said grabbing her things off of the coffee table. The two of them heard a knock on the door as she looked back at Normeli.
“Oh yeah, Erik is coming over,” she said closing her book and placing the empty glass on the table. Halle shook her head with a chuckle.
“Don’t worry, I’ll let him in,” she said walking to the front door. She unlocked it and saw him standing there. He wore a pair of black sweatpants, a black hoodie that had writing on it with a pair of off-white Yeezy foam runners.
“Hi Erik, she’s in the living room,” she said stepping out of his way as he smiled at her.
Halle had a tiny crush on Erik, how could she not? It seemed like he always teased her, but she always just pushed it off as just him being friendly.
But it was passed that. He thought she was a cute innocent thing. He was surprised that she was a stripper, but it intrigued him how she looks when she is dancing.
“What’s up, Halle. How’s school going?” he asked her taking off his shoes as she groaned.
“Don’t even get me started.”
“Damn that bad huh?” he chuckled as she nodded.
“Y’all have fun. Don’t be too loud,” she said running up the stairs to her room. He walked into the living room to see her standing up.
“What’s up with you?” he said walking over to her and placing his hands on her hips as Normeli wrapped her arms around his neck.
“Nothin’ much, I’ve been thinking about this all day,” she whispered standing on her tippy toes as he smirked.
“Is that so? What were you thinking about?” he asked, his hands trailing up underneath her nightgown, noticing she didn’t have any underwear.
“You fucking me with that big dick,” she said grabbing it from the outside making him smirk at her.
“I haven’t seen you in a week. How do you think I’m feeling?” he asked stepping away from her and looking her up and down.
“I got an idea, but I would rather you show me,” she replied stepping back and letting him drink her in. Grabbing her by her throat, Erik smashed his lips into hers as she gladly accepted his advances. She pulled off his shirt throwing it somewhere around the living room as she kissed down his chest, getting on her knees.
“Can I suck your dick, sir?” she whispered to him. He untied the jaw strings from his sweatpants, the material loosening from his sweatpants. She drooled at the sight of his body,
He slowly pulled out his dick as she reached out to touch it but he smacked it away. “Stick your tongue out.” Following his instructions, he slowly ran his tip along her tongue, her moaning at the taste of his pre-cum seeping.
“Beg me.” He saw how desperate she was to have his dick in her mouth. She immediately started.
“Sir please... I haven’t worshiped this dick in so long..” she moaned out with a pout in her lips. “I just wanna please you daddy..” she moaned out as he smirked down at her.
“Come suck this dick then girl.” he said, about to pick her up and take her to her room but she pushed him down on the couch.
“You wanna suck my dick in the middle of the living room? What if-” she cuts him off before drooling over his dick, then putting it into her mouth with moan. “Fuck..” he whispered out throwing his head back with a moan.
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Halle exited the bathtub after her she shaved and did her skin routine. She sat in her room, putting on her vanilla EOS lotion. With her face mask on, her bonnet, and her pink silk FENTY X robe, she made her way downstairs to grab her a glass of wine. Before she even went down the steps, she heard the familiar moans of Normeli. Slowly creeping down the steps so she wouldn’t be heard, she peeked over the walls to see Erik fucking her on the couch. She was riding him with her arms spreading her ass cheek, giving her a nice view of her ass cheeks and pussy spread. Erik had her braids in his hands balled up in a fist pulling it back so her face was towards the ceiling.
Halle knew that she shouldn’t have stared but she couldn’t rip her eyes from the nasty view. She could feel her heart beat in her pussy as she bit her lip, tilting her head to the side seeing that nice black dick get wet with her friends juices.
Deep in her desire, Erik could sense of being stared at. His eyes shot open to see the entrance of the stair case was being occupied by Halle. Her doe eyes was half way open as she licked her lips at the sight of Erik fucking her. The two locked eyes, still Halle couldn’t pull away.
“Yeah.. fuck my pussy with that big dick.” Normeli moaned as Erik fucked her harder, not breaking the eye contact with Normeli.
“Pull that nut outta my dick, Meli. You look so fucking gorgeous riding my dick. Fuck, you ride my dick just like that..” he moaned, slapping her in the face a few times as she bent down to kiss him.
“I’ma cum daddy.. fuck I’ma cum.” Halle looked at his dick get coated with her cream. All she really wanted to do was go over there and suck his dick clean. The way Normeli tasted was heavenly, and she knew it would be 20x better coming off of his dick.
“Nah, stay yo sexy ass right there and take this nut.” he grunted. Maybe it was the fact that he had an audience, and the audience just so happened to be ole innocent Halle. He came faster than any other time before, grunting Meli’s name without breaking eye contact with her. He licked his bottom lip, before lifting her off of his dick.
Halle saw the creampie that dripped out of her pussy, right back on his dick as he winced. “Fuck daddy, let me suck that dick.” she got off of him and onto her knees in between his legs.
“Clean your mess up.” he instructed her as she deep throated his dick with a moan. Erik looked back at Halle, but to see she had ran back up the stairs without making a noise.
Erik smirked to himself. He was most definitely bringing this up.
After cleaning up their mess in the living room, Erik and Normeli found themselves in her room fresh out of the shower. He was leaning against the counter with just a towel wrapped around his waist as he brushed his teeth.
“So I have to tell you something.. don’t be freaked out by it.” he said as she looked at him confusingly. “Okay..” she trailed off sitting on the edge of her bathtub and placing lotion on her legs.
“Halle seen us.” Erik said before covering his mouth trying not to laugh. She stopped before looking at him.
“Shut up no she didn’t.” she said standing up as he nodded.
“No she did.”
“No she didn’t. I would have seen her.” Normeli said as he shook her head.
“Well when you getting fucked, you have this tendency to zone out. You were riding me with your back against the staircase when she seen it.” he finished off laughing as she started to laugh too.
“Oh my gosh.. she’s probably embarrassed. I’ll make it up to her.” she replied grabbing her toothbrush as he rinsed off his.
“See that’s the thing though.. she didn’t just see us. Normeli she watched us.” he chuckled. She raised an eyebrow at him before saying,
“Well how do you know she watched us?” she asked him. He winced before saying,
“I kinda.. well I gave her a show.” he admitted as she hit his arm. “Look I’m not apologizing. She didn’t look away, and if I’m being honest she looked turned on by it. So why not?” he shrugged as she walked out of the room with him following her. The two got into the bed after throwing their dirty towels into the laundry basket.
“It makes sense.” she shrugged.
“What do you mean it makes sense?” she looked at him like a deer caught in headlights before saying,
“Well.. I mean.” she stuttered off as he raised his eyebrows at her. “Okay sometimes.. y’know... we fool around with each other.” she confessed. He looked at her in shock before shaking his head.
“Cap.” Was all he said. He knew she was bisexual, and even heard of the few things she’s done with women. He couldn’t lie and say that he wasn’t turned on by it. He wanted to see what his Normeli could do with a women’s body.
“Daddy I hope you’re not mad.” she pouted at him before climbing onto his lap. Immediately, his hands was on her waist. “No I’m not mad. I’m just shocked. I didn’t know she... she’s so-”
“Don’t let her innocence fool you. Trust me.” she giggled, suddenly an idea popped up in her head. “Y’know... she did confess to me that she was having some issues with her sexual life... maybe we could help her out with that.. together.” she said tracing his pecs with her pointer finger as he raised an eyebrow at her.
“Together as in..” he trailed off.
“Like let’s tease her a little bit. We obviously know her little crush on you, and I know she can’t get enough of me and vise versa, so let’s just tease her. We can make up a lie and say that something happened in your apartment and you need to stay here for the week. I know she doesn’t work on at the hospital Saturday’s and if she doesn’t go out with her friends.. maybe we can share.” she shrugged.
This would be the first time that she participated in a threesome, and just the thought of it made her pussy wet. Eating Halle’s sweetness while getting dicked down by Erik, or even better. Playing with her pussy as Erik fucked her.
The possibilities were endless.
“You are so nasty.” he chuckled before he nodded his head. “Alright I’m down.”
“Okay.. we agree. We can’t fuck her until Saturday. Deal?”
“Deal.”
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Day #1: Monday Morning
Halle woke up from the sex dream that she had, with a squeeze of her thighs. She couldn’t help but reminisce on what she seen the night before. The way that Erik looked at her as he fucked Normeli was burned into her brain for all eternity.
She got out of bed looking at her phone to see that it was 7 o’clock on the dot. She had to be at the hospital for her clinical hours in about two hours. She put on her night gown, (considering she liked to sleep naked) and made her way to her bathroom to wash her face and brush her teeth.
Making her way down to the kitchen, she seen that it was empty before starting to make herself an ice coffee. “Hey Halle.” she turned around to see Erik standing there. He had on a pair of grey sweat shorts with some black Nike socks. She knew he wasn’t wearing any underwear because the dick print was very noticeable. She licked her lips before looking at him.
“Oh, hey Erik! I didn’t know you were still here.” she said. She was a tad bit disappointed considering usually Monday morning’s was when she came into Normeli’s rooms for a little shower/quickie. Just to kick off the week.
That was a no go.
“Yeah my fault. My apartment building needs to redo the floors because of some water damage, so I’m here till Saturday. You don’t mind do you?” he asked her walking closer to her as she shook her head.
“Of course not.” she smiled at him before quickly moving back to her coffee. It was so awkward, all she wanted to do was run and hide. Erik on the other hand was enjoying this.
He never really got good glimpse of her, just because his main focus was always Normeli when he came over. Now, seeing her in the short night gown with a little bit of her ass cheeks showing had him taking longer peaks. The sun shun into the apartment and hit her brown skin making her glow from the lotions and oils she used the night before.
“So...” he walked over towards her standing beside her, as she continued her coffee routine. “Do you wanna address the elephant in the room?” he whispered into her ear. He had to bend over a tad bit considering she was a lot more shorter than Normeli.
“Oh my.. okay I am so so so sorry. I didn’t mean to really walk in on you guys, well to be fair you guys shouldn’t have been fucking in the living room but I digress.” she rambled before she continued. “Look I am so sorry. I’m not a creep I promise-”
“Oh you’re not a creep. You a freak.” he said smirking as she looked at him in shock.
“What?”
“Trust me I wasn’t getting creep vibes. It was more of a freak vibe.” he chuckled.
“I don’t know what you're-”
“Don’t lie to me, Halle.” he tsked at her, he could already feel his dominant side coming about. “I know enough about women to know when they are turned on and you-” he pushed one of her fly away hairs behind her ear before saying. “You were turned on by me fucking your roommate.” he said to her.
She bit her lip not knowing what to say. Erik then took his chance to tease her even more. “What was your favorite part huh? Was it when I made her stretch that pussy for me to let you get a better sight? Or was it when I made her cum on my dick.” he whispered to her as she gasped.
She never saw Erik like this, but it turned her on.
“Goodmorning you guys.” Normeli walked into the kitchen as Erik stepped away from Halle, smiling at her.
“Morning Meli.”
“Hey.” Normeli looked between the two of them before kissing Erik on the lips. “Ooh this is a cute set.” she told Halle touching the cloth as she looked back at Erik. “Isn’t it cute?” Normeli said taking a peek at her ass cheeks that were out.
“It is. Compliments you well.” he smirked at her. “Well I’m going to get out of you ladies way, I’ma head to the gym.” he smacked Normeli’s ass as she giggled. He exited the kitchen before giving Halle one last look.
“So.. I’m sorry about this morning. I was really looking forward to our shower this morning.” Normeli responded with a pout and traced her hands up and down her chest that was exposed from the night gown.
“No problems.. plus I wanted to go in a tad bit earlier this morning.” she said sipping from her coffee. Normeli walked closer to her, inches away from her lips before saying,
“Oh that reminds me, I’m hosting a little get together on Wednesday. I want you to be there.” Normeli said looking at her to see her reaction. Halle winced at the suggestion before saying,
“I don’t know...” she trailed off. Halle never really felt like she fit in when she was invited to Normeli’s past events. Majority of Normeli’s colleagues were had years of college education while some owned powerful and successful businesses. She never felt like she had a sense of belonging and always found herself sipping on whatever they had to offer.
“Please.. I’ll make it up to you..” Normeli trailed off, touching the lace of her night gown before Halle bit her lip.
“You have a lot of making up to do..” Halle chuckled before looking in her eyes.
“Trust, I’ll be making it up to you for sure.”
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Day #2: Tuesday Afternoon
Normeli came to the apartment for lunch for the next hour. She saw that Halle was already home from their camera in the kitchen. Halle was home early, usually she came early on Tuesday’s from her clinical hours and to rest before she had her shifts at night.
She found Halle in the kitchen with her baby blue nurse scrubs on cutting herself some fruit with her airpods in. Normeli tapped her shoulder as Halle turned around with a hand on her chest.
“Shit! You scared the hell outta me!” she exclaimed. Normeli chuckled before grabbing a water bottle out of the fridge.
‘“My fault..” Normeli trailed off before taking a sip. She leaned against the refrigerator, before looking Halle up and down. Her 4C hair was in a slick back bun, with two curls by her side burns. She switched out of her HOKA shoes, and had on the hello kitty slippers Normeli gifted her when she saw them at Marshals.
“You are here for your lunch break?” Halle asked her as she nodded. “Yeah.. I have an extra thirty minutes before I need to head back to the office and put some paper work into the system.” Normeli confessed as Halle nodded. Halle looked down at her apple watch before walking over towards Normeli.
“Hm.. well why you are here.” Halle trailed off by caressing the inside of her thigh. Halle couldn’t help but be turned on by what Normeli was wearing. Normeli had on a brown leather skirt that stopped about mid thigh, with a white T-Shirt with the words ‘Black and Educated’ in the front in the same brown tone of the skirt. She topped it off with a pair of white heel books.
“Can I just have a taste please. It's the least that you could owe me..” Halle replied, giving her those doe look eyes that made her weak in the knees every time. Normeli bit her lip, before saying,
“Awe... you wanna taste my pussy?” she teased her. She traced her thumb against Halle’s lips as Halle slowly nodded. Normeli kissed her lip before Halle went into the squat position.
Normeli was at a cross roads. She didn’t know if this would violate the terms of her’s and Erik’s little challenge.
Normeli pulled her skirt up her thighs to expose her red thongs that she wore. Halle pulled her panties down throwing them on the floor behind her. “Mmm show me that pretty pussy...” Halle whispered as Normeli lifted her left leg, giving Halle a view of her pussy.
Halle spat at it making Normeli moan as Halle rubbed the spit into her clit, adding pressure. “You gonna be a good girl and make me cum right?” Normeli said grabbing her face as Halle nodded.
“mm of course.” Halle replaced her fingers with her tongue as circled the nub, flattening her tongue and licking. Halle moaned at the taste of her, rolling her eyes back and closing them as Normeli’s wetness dripped.
“That’s right.. eat my pussy just like that baby.” Normeli gasped grinding her hips as she held her leg up. Halle's hands reached underneath the skirt, grabbing a handful of her ass before jiggling it.
“Fuck you look so beautiful right now." Halle said looking at Normeli's face. "Ride my face how you want to Normeli.” Halle said. Really she just wanted to be smothered. Normeli held her head with both of her hands before slowly sliding her pussy along her tongue.
Halle decided to insert her middle finger. “Fuck. Your so nasty.. I love it.” Normeli moaned throwing her head back. Halle chuckled to herself before pulling away, and inserting another finger into her pussy.
“You’re so wet.” Halle whispered. Her own pussy was throbbing, as she snuck her other hand in her scrubs before rubbing her clit over her underwear. Normeli looked down at her seeing how desperate Halle was.
“Fuck you look so sexy when you touch yourself... I’ma cum.. I’m cumming!” she exclaimed as her juices ran down her face. “Damn...” she whimpered out as Halle kept licking.
“You taste so fucking good. Fuck.” Halle slapped her ass before biting her thigh. She stood back up standing on her tippy toes to kiss Normeli as Normeli pushed her against the Island counter.
Normeli’s hands found their way into her scrubs before noticing how wet her pussy was. “It’s so cute how wet you get when you eat my pussy.” Normeli giggled as Halle laughed.
“I can’t help it...” Halle blushed before gasping as Normeli inserted her middle and ring finger. “Shit...”
“Fuck. Your pussy is so wet my fingers just went right in.” Normeli whispered.
Normeli went to pull her pants down but the door opening and closing took them out of their trance. Her hands left her pants as she pulled her skirt down as Normeli fixed herself.
Erik walked in placing bags of groceries on the counter, looking between the two girls. He wore a black and white varsity jacket with a black T-Shirt, black jeans with black and white Retro Jordans. He pulled of his ray bands before saying,
“Hey, didn’t know both of y’all would be here?” he said.
“I’m just here for my lunch.” Normeli replied. Her dark skin complexion was flushed, it almost reminded him of how she looked when she came. Erik looked at Halle seeing her face glistening before squinting his eyes. “I didn’t know you were coming so early.” Normeli said.
“Yeah, I decided I can do the rest of my work from here. I grabbed some stuff to make dinner tonight for you guys and some wine.” he said pointing towards the bags of groceries. “Also, is there a way I can get access to the gate? I tried calling in but you didn’t answer.” he asked her as Normeli face palmed.
“My phone is my car, my fault. Halle can send you the app that let us unlock it. Can you send it to him?” Normeli asked her. She nodded before grabbing her phone and unlocking it so she could get Erik’s number.
He saved the contact name as:
E😈
He handed her phone back before catching something in the corner of his eye.
He saw Normeli’s red panties on the floor.
Halle followed his eye contact before her eyes widen. Erik started to piece everything together before chuckling to himself. "Cute slippers." he complimented the big slippers on her feet as she looked down at them.
"T-Thank you."
“Well, I need to stop and grab myself something to eat so I’m going to head out.” Normeli replied grabbing her water bottle. After she said her goodbyes, it was now Erik and Halle in the kitchen. She turned around eating from her bowl of fruit as Erik made his way over to her.
“What were you guys doing before I came in here?” he asked her as she looked at him, slowly biting into the mango.
“N-Nothing.”
“Don’t lie to me Halle.” he said grabbing her chin. He leaned down, his lips inches away from hers as her breathing hitched. “For one, I’ve eaten her pussy enough times to know what she taste and smell like. The evidence is all on your face.” he laughed then he picked up the red thongs.
“And two, y’all left evidence.” she bit her lip as he pushed her up against the island.
He was going to have to punish Normeli later, because it definitely went against their rule.
“Can I taste her off of you?” he whispered as she nodded.
His lips met hers, being met with the taste of Normeli and the mangos Halle just eaten. His hands found her neck choking her lightly as she moaned into the kiss. With out breaking it, Erik lifted her on the counter as he wrapped her legs around his waist.
“I already know what she taste like. I wanna know what you taste like.” he pushed her down on the counter as she sat up on her elbows. He took the slippers off throwing them on the ground, then pulled her scrubs off discarding them on the floor as she slowly opened her legs up.
“Fuck.. that’s beautiful.” he whispered to himself seeing her baby pink panties. Her pussy was nice and fat. His fingers traced the cloth noticing how wet she was. He pushed her panties to side as she groaned at the teasing.
“Please Erik..” she begged him.
“No, you call me daddy.” he spanked her pussy as she gasped. “Let me take my time.” her pussy was just too beautiful not to appreciate it for a few seconds. He spread her lips, looking at the wetness as he rubbed her clit.
“Daddy.. please eat my pussy. I can’t take it.” Between him and Normeli, she was a hot mess. She needed any sort of release and Erik was breaking her.
He laid his flattened tongue against her clit, licking at the nub as her hands found his hair. He moved his head side to side, moaning into her pussy causing her to moan from the vibrations. He alternated between sucking and licking, the combination made her wetness leak down his chin. He pulled away rubbing the nub with his fingers, as she gasped.
“You like playing with this pussy daddy?’ she asked him batting her eyelashes at him as he groaned. How could she still look so innocent while getting her pussy eaten?
“Mhm daddy loves playing with this slutty pussy.” he replied before fucking her with her tongue.
“Uh.. shit!” she exclaimed as he looked up at her, placing his fingers on her clit and rubbing it. “Please, please don’t stop. Let me cum on that tongue please!” she moaned.
“There you go. Be a good slut and cum on daddies tongue. Let me taste you.” he instructed her.
In their garage, Normeli sat with the garage door open in her BMW. She looked on her phone at the camera in the kitchen, watching Erik eat Halle’s pussy. She was truly jealous of Erik, wanting nothing more but to have Halle suffocate her by sitting on her face.
She had a perfect angle of Erik and her pussy, hearing all the sounds Halle was making. Hiking the skirt up, she could easily play with her pussy. She pushed the seat back before leaning against the door. Her fingers sound her clit as she started to rub it, moaning at how sensitive she was.
“Fuck I need to come again..” she whimpered to herself, inserting the same two fingers in her pussy. She fingered herself watching Erik devour Halle's pussy, as Halle eyes rolled back.
“Fuck. Fuck.. Shit!” she exclaimed as Erik stood straight, then kissing her roughly.
“Uhh.. I’m cumming.” Normeli came on her fingers before taking a picture of her pussy and fingers before sending them to Erik with a text that said,
BTW there is a camera in the kitchen
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Day #3: Wednesday Evening
Erik stepped off of the elevator onto the rooftop. Normeli decided to have her party at the roof top on Tour de la Mode. It was lit beautiful with fairy lights and flowers. There was music and a cocktail bar.
He was greeted by some of the people that he did know, before locking eyes with Normeli. She had on a white strapless skin tight dress that went to her ankles. She wore a pair of white stiletto's, with gold jewelry. Her braids were in a bun, with a white scarf and her edges laid.
Erik stared at her licking his lips, his eyes tracing down her tall figure. She waved at Erik as he winked at her. She motioned her head towards the back area as he looked and saw Halle at one of the high tables, sipping on a Martini.
He walked back there before tapping her on the shoulders. She turned around and smiled at Erik.
"Oh, hi Erik." she greeted him.
"Hey Halle, you look nice." he complimented her. She wore a white button down dress that stopped at her mid thigh with a pair of white strapped heels. Her 4c hair had a twist out, with a white headband.
"Thank you, you don't look to bad yourself." He wore a white sweater with a Cuban link around his neck, with a pair of light blue jeans, and all white air forces.
"Why are you standing back here all by yourself?" he asked standing next to her.
"Eh.. I don't really feel like I fit in here. I'm only here to support Normeli." she said sipping from her glass.
"Why is that?" he asked looking at her.
"Everyone here is like... the smartest people in the city. From doctors to entrepreneurs. I mean, even you." she replied as he kissed his teeth.
"Aren't you in nursing school?" he asked her as she nodded. "That's hard as shit. You got to be smart for that." he replied.
"Well.. true." she mumbled looking down at the glass.
Normeli made her way to the table before smiling at them. "I'm glad you guys came!" she hugged and kissed Halle on the cheek and did the same thing for Erik.
"It's nothing." Halle smiled at her.
"Well dinner is about to be served. And I saved us a seat." she said grabbing both of their hands. They sat down at a long table, with Halle sitting in between the two. They sat across Normeli's good friends Chris and Mia.
"Oh my gosh, Hey Halle!" Mia exclaimed as Halle waved at her.
"Hey Mia! I don't think I gave my congratulations to you two." she said as Mia rubbed her pregnant belly.
"Awe thank you. We are over the moon." she said holding her husbands Chris hand as he kissed her cheek.
"How's nursing school going? You should be finishing up soon, right?" Chris asked her as she nodded.
"Two more months till graduation." she gloated as Mia clapped.
"Ooh right on time! Baby boy will be here in four months. We were actually thinking about doing a home birth. Meli suggested it after I was nervous about the hospital. We would love for you to be there if you could." she asked.
"Awe that would be sweet. I could assist you with help considering I'm her doula." Normeli replied sipping from her wine.
"Hm, I'd have to think about it. I've never done a home birth before." Halle said.
"You'll be okay. I've done three of them just in the past two months." Normeli replied. "Plus, you'll have your nursing degree by then so ethical medical laws would still apply. I know there is some sort of training for at home births nurses." Normeli suggested.
"Yeah, and we would pay for the training and your services of course." Chris butted in. She thought about it for a second before nodding.
"Okay, I'll do it. Plus how many nurses can say they delivered a baby at home." Halle chuckled as they clapped.
"Ya know that would be a great business idea. Especially for black mothers who wants a black team like me." Mia said rubbing her stomach.
"I'd invest in it." Erik replied drinking from his water glass.
"Shoot, me too." Chris chuckled.
They continued to talk about other things happening in the world, as Halle spaced out into her own thoughts. She was bought back to reality when she felt Erik's hand on her thigh. She looked up at him to see him in conversation with Chris. His hands traced up the inside of her thigh as he continued in conversation not even looking at her.
His hands trailed up closer to her upper inner thigh. She cleared her throat before Normeli looked at her. She looked down in her lap to see what Erik was doing before smirking.
Normeli placed a hand on her knee before following Erik's hands movement, Halle's breath hitching in her throat. Eventually, Normeli's hands was touching her pussy as she pushed the panties to the side. Erik took this as an advantage to insert his digits in her pussy.
She grabbed her water drinking it to prevent the moan from escaping her lips. "So Halle, have you planned anything for your graduation?" Mia asked her as Halle looked up at the couple who waited for her answer. She thought Erik would stop, but he kept going only slowing down.
"Y-yeah actually-" she cleared her throat. "My sisters and I were planning on going to Turks and Caicos." she said forcing a smile.
"Ooh how exciting. You have to throw a party before you leave." Mia replied.
"Ooh that sounds fun." Normeli said looking at Halle. In that moment, Erik curved his fingers upwards hitting her G-Spot as she moan, but covered it with a cough.
"I-I need to use the bathroom." she announced. Erik and Normeli's moved their hands not before fixing her dress so she could stand up. She rushed the area where the bathroom was leaving the two where they were.
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Day #4: Thursday Night
Halle sat in the back of the lecture hall writing notes on her iPad. She was more than tired after her shift at the hospital, but she needed to be in class today considering TEAS testing coming up in a few months. With about 15 students in class, with most of them towards the front, she felt like she could really focus.
In the middle of her lesson, she received a text message from getting the notification from both her iPad and watch. She reached into her bag before pulling out her phone to see that it was a text from Erik. Thinking something happened at the apartment, she opened the text before seeing a video where the screen was black. Putting in her airpods she played the video.
The camera lifted pointing to what she assumed was his dick. Caught by surprised, she bought her phone to her chest before making sure no one was watching. Noticing that the coast was clear, she pulled the phone back up playing the video once again.
"Come here and ride this dick..." he moaned. From the corner of the screen, she saw Normeli climb into the bed with him with nothing on.
"Mmm fuck baby this dick look so good." Normeli moaned getting on his lap and rubbing his tip with her clit.
"There you go dirty bitch... show Halle how good that pussy take this dick." he moaned out. Normeli placed his tip at the entrance as she slowly sat on it.
'"Oooh fuck." she gasped out as she fully sat on his dick. Her thighs were spread as he reach out rubbing her clit. Her clit was swollen as he took her in as she bounced up and down on his dick. '"Oooh fuck." she gasped out as she fully sat on his dick. Her thighs were spread as he reach out rubbing her clit. Her clit was swollen as he took her in as she bounced up and down on his dick.
"Shit daddy stretch this fat pussy.." she moaned out rubbing her clit as she moved her way up and down. Halle clenched her thighs together as Erik started to fuck her back. '
"Wet ass pussy... this pussy belongs on daddy dick huh? Fuck girl.." he moaned out Normeli gasped. "Shut the fuck up and take this dick." he warned her. His dick slowly started to be covered with the cream from her getting fucked, as he moaned at the wetness.
"Fuck turn around. Let her see that pussy filled with cum." he said. Right on cue, she turned herself around on his dick to give her the perfect flew. Her ass and pussy was on full display, stuffed with his big dick.
She bounced up and down on it, as she spread her cheeks reminding her off the night on Sunday night. Her ass rippled as he stuffed her pussy, not daring giving her a moment to take a break.
"Damn..this pussy feel good." he moaned as she fucked him.
"Cum in my pussy daddy please. I want it." she begged.
"Take this fucking nut.." he groaned out. His nut filled inside as she saw her cream seep down his dick. He pulled out letting the cum drip out of her pussy making sure he got a perfect view of it. He grabbed his dick rubbing it against her clit before re-entering it in her entrance, as she moaned out.
The video cut off as she looked up at the teacher who was going over the material that was going to be on the test she needed to take. She shook her head of the nasty video before locking in and paying attention.
She will not lie though, as soon as she stepped into her car she replied the video over... and over... and over. She knew that the tensions would be high as soon as she stepped into the apartment. For the last few days, her sexual frustrations were building up to the point where she needed a release. And not just by herself.
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Day #5: Friday Night
Halle sat in the dressing room in the club, taking the pin curls out of her freshly done sew in. One of her close friend, Desirae sat next to her, quizzing her for the test that she had tomorrow.
"What are the five W's that are consistent with postoperative fever?" she asked.
"Wind, Water, Wound, Walking, and Wonder Drugs." Halle said.
"Correct. Girl you got this, I don't know why you keep going over these flash cards. You got everything correct." Desirae placed the cards on the table.
"Well I can't afford to fail this test. Graduation is less then two months away." Halle sighed before spraying her curls with hair spray. Desirae was about to say something but one of the other girls, Yolanda and Kayla came over.
Yolanda was one of the problematic girls here. Being here the longest, she was more than just rude and cocky. A lot of the drama that happens here always circles back to her being the one that caused it. Kayla was her little lap dog who agreed with everything that she said.
The two girls for some odd reason didn't like Halle. They claimed it as her thinking she was better than everyone else because she was in college to become a nurse. But truly, Halle kept to herself only coming to dance and make money.
"Halle, did you take my lashes?" Kayla asked her crossing her arms over her chest.
"No. I have some from last week if you need to borrow some." Halle said looked up at her as she rolled her eyes.
"So why did Yolanda say that she saw you around my area then?" she pressed her as Halle squinted her eyes with at her.
"Girl what? I literally have been here this entire time."
"Yeah, literally since we came in here we've been sitting here getting ready and studying." Desirae defended her Yolanda rolled her eyes.
"No one was talking to you Desirae. I know what I saw."
"I have lash extensions." Halle snapped at her. "Why the fuck would I need to steal lashes from you when I can just buy my own if I needed them.. which I don't." she replied. The two girls looked at her lashes to see indeed that she on lash extensions.
"Okay girl.. whatever." Yolanda rolled her eyes. "That don't mean nothing."
"No it means something. Y'all don't have anything I want, I promise you that." Halle rolled her eyes and finishing her makeup.
"Obviously we do if you going around stealing people shit. I-"
"Okay so if you think I stole your shit, Kayla, go ask Madeline to look at the camera footage then." she snapped at the two. The two stared at her as Halle pointed to the door. "Well why are you just looking at me? If y'all know for a fact that I stole them eyelashes, go talk to Madeline. And if that camera shows me stealing them, I give y'all full permission to beat my ass."
"I ain't doing all that shit, bruh." Kayla turned around.
"Exactly. Y'all just like to start unnecessary shit because y'all are bored. Get the fuck outta our faces with that shit and talk to someone else." Desirae replied.
"Who the fuck you talking to like that?" Yolanda stepped closer as Desirae stood up. Halle stood up to stand in between the two.
"Girl ain't nobody scared of you." Desirae laughed.
"Yolanda just go back to your seat. You being messy for no reason, like c'mon now." Halle replied as Yolanda eyes fixed on her.
"And don't tell me what to do. I'll stay where ever the fuck I want. Ole uppity tight ass bitch." Yolanda snapped at Halle.
"Hey hey hey! What is going on?" Madeline walked in looking at the scene. Madeline was the owner of the club, and was probably the most sweetest lady you could imagine. Being a woman herself who used to strip, she made sure to use her past experiences to make sure she maintained a safe and clean environment for her dancers.
"Madeline come get these stupid bitches before I dog walk them please." she turned around as Madeline sighed, probably in annoyance that Yolanda was doing stupid shit once again.
"Yeah we are stupid but you accusing somebody who's wearing lash extensions of stealing lashes." Halle rolled her eyes.
"Okay smart ass and like I said that doesn't matter. This bitch think she a smart ass just because she in college the fuck?"
"Okay Yolanda just go sit back down. I'll talk to them." Madeline told her. Yolanda left not before saying a couple of other things. "I'm sorry guys. If you want you can finish up in my office." Madeline reasoned with her.
"No I'm fine." Halle said sitting back down to finish her makeup.
"Okay. Well while I'm here, Halle can you be in the private rooms. Friday's we usually have more people requesting private dances." she asked her as she nodded.
"Yeah that's fine." Halle said. She didn't really want to be on stage anyway and she made more money doing private dances.
Eventually, the girls left the dressing room. The clubs was filled as she made her way to the back rooms, not before taking a shot of Hennessey. That was before something caught her eye.
She saw Erik and Normeli standing by the bar grabbing something to drink. Normeli locked eyes with Halle, Normeli smirking and waving at her. Erik noticed it, before looking up and around then seeing Halle then waving her.
She waved back at them, but she was confused. She has never seen them in the club before, and after the week she had she wondered if it had something to do with it.
She saw Yolanda walk up to them, making conversation but their stares was focused on Halle.
Erik eyes were definitely appreciate the fit that she wore.
'His eyes ranked over her body before landing at her feet that wore eight inch heels that were bedazzled. She walked over to Madeline who was behind the bar.
"Ooh just the girl I wanted to see. That couple over their requested you... and they are offering big money girl." she wiggled her eyebrows at her as Halle chuckled. She didn't want anyone to know that she knew them, so she decided to play along.
"Alright.. I can fuck with it. Pour me an extra shot though pretty please." she begged. Usually, the girls weren't allowed to drink on the job, just because some couldn't really handle their liquor. But Madeline had a soft spot for her. She was kind and respectful, stayed to herself and she could handle her liquor.
"Fine. But this is your last." she warned her as she nodded. Madeline gave her another shot of Hennessey as she winced downing it.
"Alright, I'll let you know how it goes." she walked over to them, as Normeli smiled at her.
"Well hello.. Sapphire." she smiled using her stage name. Halle looked over Normeli wore a short black dress that was one bad move to show all of her goodies with a black leather jacket, and a pair of thigh length boots that hugged her thighs perfectly. She matched it with a medium size Louis Vuitton bag.
Yolanda turned around before rolling her eyes at Halle. "Thank you for the offer, but we requested her." Normeli said.
"Okay, are you sure? My rates are a lot more cheaper and I can do a lot more for you for your less." Yolanda bargained with them, but it didn't work.
"Yup we're sure. You can leave now." Erik said to her getting straight to the point. She was focused on Normeli that so much that she was caught off guard by him talking. Looking behind Normeli, she saw Erik with a similar outfit. Black short sleeve button up, with black pants and a pair of Prada re-nylon and leather zip pocket combat boots.
Yolanda turned around shooting glares at her before she decided to leave the three of them alone. She turned to look at the two before saying,
"What are you guys doing here?" she asked them curiously.
"Well we were bored, and I realized that we never really got to see you in action." she suggested.
"Hope you don't mind." Erik smirked at her as she blushed. Shaking off her nervousness, she replied,
"Of course not." she bashfully said. "Well you guys can come follow me." she stated grabbing Normeli's hand as Normeli smiled at her. The three of them exited back to the rooms. The only light there was the red hue, as the music in the club became more quiet and distant. The entered one of the rooms where she knew there was a couch long enough for the both of them.
The two sat down as Halle stood over them. She slipped her hair over her shoulder as she bit her lip at them. "Come here Halle." Normeli smirked at her as Halle walked to her standing in between her widened legs. Normeli's dressed raised just a bit exposing her upper thigh and a small peak of the black laced panties she had.
"Mm turn around for us. Let us see that fat ass." Erik said leaning forward as she did what was told. She started to jiggle her ass cheeks. Erik went to reach his hand underneath the thin piece of material but she smacked his hand away.
"Aht, no touching." she teased him turning around as he raised an eyebrow with a smile.
"That's bold to say considering how I had you a few days ago on the counter." he smirked as she gasped, before looking at Normeli to see her smirking.
"I think you forgot about the camera that we have in the kitchen." Normeli laughed. Halle brown complexion turned an orange tone because of her blush.
"Awe don't be embarrassed, tell Halle what you were doing." he said looking at Normeli as she shrugged.
"I'm not going to lie... seeing you cum all over his tongue made me wet. It made me cum a few times myself." Normeli admitted with a smirk. Halle licked her lips at the mention of Normeli cumming.
"Sit on Meli's lap. I want her nice and wet when I fuck her tonight." he instructed Halle. She sat on Normeli's lap, her hands finding her way to her ass cheek jiggling it. "Oh she can touch?" Erik teased them as Normeli chuckled.
"Don't be jealous.. your time's coming." Normeli told him, as she started to grind Halle on her lap. Normeli grabbed her face looking at her in the eyes as Halle bit her lip. "Mmm pretty little thing." Normeli smiled pecking her lips as Halle giggled.
Erik couldn't help but notice that chemistry between the two girls, it was something different and he never really seen it before. The two had a look of admiration for each other that was beyond just lust.
Halle unbuckled her bra from the back, letting her tits free. Normeli happily took her right breast in her mouth, sucking on them as Halle threw her head back. Erik happily took the left one in his. The two sucked at her nipples as she grinded her hips against Normeli.
Her mind flooded to those random nights where the two of them would scissor each other till they made a mess with both of their juices combined, happily cleaning each other up.
"Sit on daddy's lap baby." she said lifting her up. Halle sat on Erik's lap as he adjusted himself as she sat directly on his dick. He grabbed her neck slightly squeezing it as she moaned.
Normeli's hand snuck in between the two before reaching inside of the thin panties before noticing how wet she was. "Ooh, look how wet her pussy got daddy." she placed her finger in front of Erik's face as he licked it off moaning.
"Taste so sweet princess." Erik praised her, kissing the valley of her breast. "Give Normeli a kiss for me." Halle looked at Normeli as the two leaned in, making out. They kissed sloppily as Erik looked at the two girls in lust, feeling his dick harden as the two made out. Normeli pulled away before Erik made Halle stand up and sit on his lap in the opposite direction. He placed her legs on each side of him as she placed her hands on the floor.
"Go ahead back, shake that ass on my dick." he encouraged her. She did exactly that, shaking her ass as the two of them grabbed her a hand full of ass cheeks.
For the next 30 minutes, the two of them had their fun with her dancing as they threw a bunch of bills on her, obviously being in a trance. After the end, as they were about to leave Erik reached into his back pocked with a stack that was folded up. She looked at him confused.
"What is this for?" she asked him.
"Um are we supposed to pay you?" he chuckled as Normeli looked back.
"Yeah but this is way above my rate... even for the both of you. Nevermind what you guys left me in the room." she said looking at the stack of 100's that was in the rubber band.
"Well I'm going to assume we did a lot more than you regular clients.. am I wrong?" Normeli asked her walking closer to her and moving her hair out of her face.
"I mean yeah but-"
"But nothing. Just take it. Especially after the week we made you go through." he winked at her as she looked at him shocked.
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Day #6: Saturday Night
Erik and Normeli found themselves in the kitchen making a home cooked meal for everyone. Normeli was drinking a glass on red wine cutting up vegetables while Erik drunk a glass of Hennessey making their steak.
Erik threw the towel over his shoulder leaning on the opposite side of the counter staring at Normeli's backside. "Hey I gotta question?" he said lowering the heat on the steaks. She turned around to look at him. "You've worked with polymerous couples, right?" he asked her as she nodded.
"Yeah seven of them actually. Four was successful and three weren't. Why?" she asked sipping on her glass of wine.
"What made the difference between the success and those that weren't?" he asked curiously as she thought about it.
"Well a major difference was that for the successful everyone was dating everyone. Everyone was interested and had feelings for everyone that was in the relationship. The unsuccessful ones the women weren't really interested in each other, only dating the masculine person. Which left room for animosity, jealousy and abandonment." she noted. She almost cringed at the misogynistic men who attempted to use their greediness to their advantage.
He nodded letting her continue,
"Umm.. oh. The amount of people that we in the relationship. For the successful ones the most who were in the relationship were like four. Anything above five was problematic. Which I'll just assume it's because the more people, the more issues." she said.
"Anything else?
She thought about it more before snapping her fingers.
"Ooh finances. The man would add women to the relationship but didn't really have the money to support everyone. It resulted in the women having to support each other which would just cause more of a drift in the relationship." she mentioned before squinting her eyes.
"Wait a second..." she trailed off.
"Wait before you say anything, hear me out." he begged. "I know you have feelings for the both of us Meli." he told her as she gasped.
"I mean I do.. but-"
"Hold on. And I'm not going to lie. I've had a little crush on Halle and I know she is crushing on me. Seeing the two of you guys together, I have this feeling that is more than just being turned on by two girls. It's an unexplainable feeling." he mentioned as she looked at him tilting her head.
"How do we even know Halle would be down for it? She is-"
"Who told me not to let her innocence fool you?" he reminded her as she sighed. "Everything you told me makes me think we can work it out. There is only three of us, obviously we are all interested in each other and let's be forreal, I can take care of both of y'all financially. I know how much you hate her working at the club and she could quit."
"Let me think about it."
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"She's fucking lying! She did steal those clients from me!"
It was the end of her shift on Saturday night, considering she wanted to go home early. Not just because Erik and Normeli was there...yes it was... but she just wanted a self care night. There was some drama over playing in the make up rooms because of the incident last night.
Here we are, where Yolanda and Kayla was arguing with Halle about stealing those 'clients', (Normeli and Erik) from Yolanda. She swore up and down that they wanted her and after finding out how much she made from it.
Erik and Normeli paid her a total of 5k.
Some of the other girls was even upset that their was no split, the only split being with Madeline.
"Yolanda that's not true. They requested her from the moment they walked in and told me her name. They never asked for you." Madeline tried to reason with the girl, but she just wasn't having it.
"Stop fucking lying! They did not fucking want her ugly ass! She stole them from me!"
"In order for them to be stolen, they would have to have been interested in you in the first place." Halle snapped at them.
"Bitch who the fuck-" Yolanda charged at Halle but was stopped by the other strippers who were still in the back getting ready.
"Okay you know what? Yolanda, you need to go. Grab you things and leave." Madeline snapped at her as Yolanda gasped looking at her.
"What do you mean leave? I-"
"You are causing too much in here. You have gotten in 5 arguments with girls and it hasn't even been a full week yet. You need to go or I will call police to remove you from the premises." Madeline told her.
"She stole money out of my pockets! Matter of fact scary ass hoe meet me outside then bitch." she said looking at Halle.
"She's not doing any fucking thing!" Desirae snapped.
Eventually, the other girls were able get Yolanda to leave. Clearly annoyed and a little shaken, Madeline made sure security walked her out to her car.
Considering it was the last few minutes of her shifts, Halle decided to leave and head back home. After entering her apartment, she found Erik and Normeli making something in the kitchen. She put her stuff on the counter as the two looked at her. Halle noticed that Normeli still had on a silk pink robe while Erik had nothing but basketball shorts on and his gold chain.
"You good?" Normeli asked her.
"You remember that girl who wanted to dance for you yesterday?" Halle said sitting at the counter bar stool.
"The one with the odd looking face?" Erik mentioned as Normeli chuckled.
"Erik you can't say stuff like that." she chastised him before looking back at Halle.
"She claimed that I stole y'all from her because you guys wanted her first before I came in." she rolled her eyes as Erik busted out laughing.
"Ayo, that's the funniest thing I've heard all week." he said bending over as Normeli hit him with the towel.
"It was pretty funny." Halle chuckled grabbing one of the carrots that were cut up and leftover. "That was until she tried to fight me." she rolled her eyes. Erik's fits of laughter was cut short once he heard her say it.
"Did she put her hands on you?" he asked her walking in front of her.
"No, but I was thinking while driving back home, I don't think I wanna continue dancing. I have enough money saved up so I should be able to pay off my student loans. By then I can move out and-"
"Move out?" Normeli asked confused. "What do you mean move out?"
"Yeah. I know you guys want some privacy." she chuckled as Erik chuckled under his breath at the irony,
"Well you know I don't mind if you stay. I feel like it would be much better and you wouldn't have to pay a bill." Normeli tried to convince her,
"You know I can't ask you to do that." Halle replied. Normeli was saddened by it but she decided to shake it off.
"Well this will be a conversation for another day." she walked next to her flipping her hair over her shoulders. "The food will be ready in a few so how about you go in my bathroom and use my tub for a bubble bath-" she kissed her neck as Halle closed her eyes. "I'll bring you up a glass of wine-" she licked the spot as a soft moan escape her lips. "And after we eat.. we can have a little bit of fun." she smirked at her as Halle nodded. She left the two of them in the kitchen as she walked back behind the counter as Erik grabbed a handful of Normeli's ass.
"Such a bad girl." he whispered into her ear as she gasped at the sensation. She closed her eyes smiling, reaching behind her to grab Erik's dick through his basketball shorts. He turned her around pushing her against the counter.
"Be a good slut for me and wait." he said moving her hand as she pouted. He kissed her on the lips before saying, "Go ahead and fix her glass of wine." He said stepping away to finish cooking.
Halle sat in the jet tub, with her eyes closed when she heard the door open. She saw Normeli walking in with a glass of white wine, and her pink silk robe.
"This is for you." Normeli handed her the glass as she thanked her sipping out of it. Normeli dropped her robe exposing her naked body as Halle licked her lips leaning over the tub.
"Hopping in?" she asked placing her cup on the edge.
"Why not?" she stepped inside the tub with her sitting on Halle's lap. Halle leaned back as the bubbles settled between them.
"I do have a confession to make though." Normeli replied said rubbing herself against Halle as she moaned. "Erik and I... we wanna help you." she whispered into her ear as Halle tilted her head to the side.
"H-Help me with what?" she asked confusingly.
"Well... you remember when you told me last week about how you were having a dry spell?" Normeli asked her as she nodded. "Well how about the two of us.. share Erik." she said.
"I mean.. I got the hint by Wednesday." Halle giggled, "Are you sure? I don't wanna intrude or anything." Halle pouted. Normeli thought it was the cutest thing ever, before pecking her lips.
"Trust me, we want this more than anything." Normeli assured her as Halle nodded. Normeli squealed before going in for another kiss. The kiss deepened as the two girls sloppily kissed each other. "Mmm I can't wait till you show Erik how wet you really can get." Normeli smiled in the kiss. She moved her hand between the two finding Halle clit as rubbed it, making Halle gasp.
"Baby..." she whimpered as Normeli moaned.
"Fuck, I need to eat this pussy. It's been too long." Normeli replied.
"Is that so?" The voice interrupted them to see Erik leaning against the bathroom counter with his arms crossed over his chest as he smirked.
"Daddy you scared us." Normeli pouted as he chuckled walking over to the tub and kneeling down. He looked at Normeli before shaking his head.
"You are so disobedient.. you know that?" he said grabbing a handful of her braids and pulling her head back. She smiled as Halle looked at her beautiful breast. He looked back at Halle before letting Normeli go.
"Come here." he instructed Halle as she leaned in as the two of them kissed. Erik's hand wrapped around her throat as he made out with her, before she let out a gasp. He looked down and saw that Normeli was fingering her underneath the water. "Ooh fuck baby.. " Halle gasped.
Chuckling he stood up, his dick obviously hard and noticeable without anything underneath it his shorts. He grabbed towels out of the closet before saying,
"Let's get you guys dry so you can come downstairs and eat."
The three of them eventually made it downstairs, the both of them only wearing a T-Shirt with nothing underneath like Erik told them. The three of them ate talking about random things, but the sense of sexual tension was high.
Halle leg bounced in anticipation as Normeli stood up. "Thanks for the meal guys, it was good." Halle complimented them as he smiled at her.
"No problem. It's the least I can do." he smirked making her blush. Normeli stood up before saying,
"Well I'm going to go load the dish washer." she stood up grabbing the plates off of the table before walking into the kitchen. Erik was about to say something but Halle's apple watch went off as she looked at her wrist to see Madeline calling her.
"Uh give me a second guys, the club is calling me." she excused herself running upstairs to her room where her phone was on charge. She answered it,
"Hey Madeline, what's up?"
"Hey girly. I was just making sure you made it back home and you were okay?"
"Y-Yeah I'm fine. Actually, I wanted to talk to you about something." she replied. "Because I'll be graduating soon and my tests are coming up, adding that along with my clinical hours... I want to make sure that I have enough time to study. So tonight was my last night."
"Awe no. I thought I would more time with you."
"I know... but just after everything tonight and just stressed with clinical hours and studying, I think it's best." she reasoned with her.
"I understand. Look, don't let this number be lost okay? I'm always here for you even if you aren't with me anymore okay?"
"Of course. And thank you for everything." she said.
"It was my pleasure. I wish you the best of luck."
And with that they hang up. She was saddened because Madeline was the very view people she had in her life that really believed in her. After placing her phone back on charge and taking off her apple watch she walked back downstairs to see Erik alone in the kitchen. "Where is Normeli?" she asked walking around the counter.
"Mia called her. She was having some issues with the pregnancy." Erik said leaning against the counter.
"Awe.. I hope everything is alright." she pouted.
"She is fine. This is her first pregnancy so she's on edge about everything. Which is understandable." he said as she nodded. Halle could feel Erik's intense stare on her as she looked at the ground. "You know.. I'm a little jealous of Meli." he said placing his cup on the counter.
"Why would you be?" she asked, as he walked closer to her.
"The obvious being she's been keeping you all to herself." he said tracing her cheek with the the back of his hand as she looked up at him. Her thighs unconsciously rubbed against each other as she felt a throb in her pussy.
Erik noticed, before spreading her legs with his feet. His hands reached down between her thighs as she moaned. "I'm going to assume that Meli told you what we wanted to do." he said as she nodded.
"She did while we were in the bathtub." she said as he nodded.
"Do you want to? I don't want you to do anything your uncomfortable with." he told her.
"I-I want to." she quickly said as Erik chuckled.
"Someone's excited." he teased her.
"Do you blame me? Especially after the week I had." she defended herself making Erik winced.
"Well, that was all Meli. Well other then the video, that was all me." he smirked as she bit her lip. Normeli came from the patio seeing the two and smiling.
"Well it's nice seeing you guys get all comfortable." she said walking into the kitchen.
"How about I finish cleaning up in here, while you guys go upstairs yeah?" he said kissing Normeli on the lips then Halle. The two nodded before Normeli grabbed her hand as Erik smacked the two of them on the ass.
The two made their way to Normeli's room, before they got into the middle of their bed on their knees. "Are you sure you want to do this? I don't know you to do anything your uncomfortable with." Normeli asked again, but Halle nodded.
"Yes I'm sure." she said as Normeli smiled at her. She couldn't help but to kiss Halle on her lips, kissing her passionately. Without breaking the kiss, she laid Halle on her bed lifting up her t-shirt.
"Look at you being a good little slut for me." she smiled into the kiss. Her hands reached between the two of them making contact with her bare pussy. Halle sat up on her elbows as Normeli hands traced up her T-Shirts.
There was nothing stopping Normeli from bending down to her pussy and eating it until Erik showed up. "Getting started with out me?" he asked shutting the door with his foot. Normeli sat up as Erik walked towards the side of the bed. On her knee's, Erik gave Normeli a long awaited kiss. Normeli pulled away before turning back to Halle and grabbing her hand.
Halle went over to where the two was. Normeli moved out of her way as she got on her knees in front of Erik and Normeli getting behind her. Normeli could sense that she was a tad bit nervous before kissing the side of her neck. "Hey, it's all about you right now okay? No need to worry okay." Normeli made Halle look at her as Halle slowly nodded. Normeli smiled at her before kissing her on the lips. She pulled away as Erik grabbed Halle chin, making her face him. The two made out, Normeli not being able to help herself as her hand made it's way under her own T-Shirt and rubbing her clit. With her other hand, she did the same thing to Halle.
"You can't keep your hands to yourself when it comes to her huh?" Erik chuckled watching Halle's eye close in pleasure.
"You'll soon see why." Normeli winked at him. He stepped back leaving the two girls alone.
"Let daddy watch for a few minutes." he told them. Without having to tell her twice, Normeli slipped the T-Shirt over Halle's head. Normeli laid Halle on the bed before she slipped off her own shirt. Normeli spread Halle legs before settling between them and kissing her. While still kissing her, Normeli pushed Halle's right leg up where her knees were parallel with her body, grinding her clit against hers. Erik had a perfect view of the two girls pussies, watching them rub against each other and producing their wetness.
"Shit your pussy is so wet baby.." Halle gasped feeling the wetness drip down her thighs. Halle hands grabbed Normeli's hips rotating them in a circle.
Erik loved the view of their pussy sliding against each other. His dick getting even harder if it was possible.
"Fuck... use my pussy just like that." Normeli moaned throwing her head back. Halle's hand trailed up Normeli's stomach and to her chest, grabbing her breast and squeezing it. Normeli leaned down capturing Halle's lips with her, taking control and grinding her hips against Halle.
"Your pussy is so wet baby, are you excited?" Normeli teased her as she nodded squeezing her eyes shut.
"Mhm.. yes..fuck keep going like that I'm gonna cum." Halle gasped out, grinding her own hips for more pressure to be applied to her clit.
"Good girl, show daddy how wet this pretty pussy can get." Normeli smirked at her. Like a dam breaking, Halle squirted on Normeli's pussy and thighs with a squeak and a moan.
"Oh...my God!" she exclaimed. Erik heard the splashing sounds between the two girls, eyebrows widen with curiosity as he looked to see their juices mixing together.
"Don't stop Meli. Let me see her do it again." Erik instructed rubbing his dick through his shorts, licking his lips. Erik didn't have to tell her twice, she would keep going for the rest of the night if there was no promise of any dick.
"P-Please Meli don't stop... I wanna cum again." Halle begged her, which made Normeli slow down. Halle whimpered as Erik made Normeli look at him by pulling her head back with her braids.
"Aht aht. Be a good girl and let Halle cum. You been teasing her all week." Erik chastised her as Normeli pouted still circling her hips slowly.
"But I like it when she begs."
Damn... she begs too? Erik really can't help but to think he hit something more than a jackpot with these two.
"Please.. I'll be a good slut for you!" Halle pleaded, looking up with her doe like eyes. Normeli felt the tightening in her lower abdomen, looking at her look so innocent. Normeli was caught off guard by Erik smacking and grabbing her ass making her buck forward. Erik then whispered in her ear,
"Make our pretty girl cum, before I punish you."
Not really wanting to be punished at the moment, Normeli followed Erik's instructions before going at a pace that made both her and Halle cum at the same time. Normeli's cream leaked down Halle's pussy as Halle's pussy squirted again.
"Damn it.." Halle whined starting to feel sensitive.
"Mmm there you go. Such a good slut for me." Erik kissed Normeli on the lips as she climbed off of Halle. The two made out with each other, Halle couldn't help herself as her hands found their way to her clit circling the sensitive nub.
The two pulled away hearing the wet sound of her pussy. "Mmm daddy can I eat her pussy?" Normeli asked staring at her pussy and licking her lips.
"Go ahead and sit on her face." Erik told Normeli. Normeli sat on Halle's face, facing Erik so that they were in a 69 position. Erik chuckled before saying,
"Greedy little bitch." he chuckled kneeling down to be faced with Halle's pussy. Halle's hand found their way to Normeli's ass cheek as she sat her down on her tongue. A vibration was felt when Erik entered two fingers in Halle as he made a 'come here' motion. Normeli leaned down, licking Halle's clit as Erik fingered her pussy.
"Fuck baby," Normeli glided her pussy along Normeli's tongue, Halle moaning at the taste. Her mouth circled around her clit before Erik replaced his fingers with his tongue.
The feeling of their two tongues was a feeling that was incredibly different. Purposely, the two would occasionly slide their tongues against each other as they ate her pussy, sharing the sweetness of her.
"What the fuck..." she whispered to herself, still smothered by Normeli's pussy, she moved her head side to side, playing with her clit making Normeli moan.
"Baby, you keep eating my pussy like that I'm cum all over you pretty face." Normeli gasped, as Erik pulled away, his lips and beard glistening with her slime.
"Let me taste your cum." Halle slapped her ass as she came, her sweetness dripping down the side of Halle's face as she continued eating. "Fuck!" Normeli yelled out as Erik smiled at the two girls.
"Come on Halle, cum for daddy." Erik said inserting three fingers as Halle gasped. Normeli sat up, applying pressure to Halle's stomach as she squirted on Erik's hand. Erik bent down licking up her mess, before standing back up and sharing it was Normeli as they kissed. They broke away before Normeli removed herself from the top as the two helped her sit up.
"Mmm, you did such a good job.' Normeli praised her, kissing her neck and shoulders.
"Come give daddy a kiss." Halle lips connected with his. He tongue kissed her loving the taste of the two of them together moaning in his mouth. She pulled away before kissing Normeli, getting the same taste and moaning. Halle felt something poking her on the stomach before looking down and seeing Erik's hard dick bobbing up and down. Hesitantly, she reached out for it.
"Go ahead and touch it. You know you want to." he teased her as she grabbed it with a slight squeeze. Her eyes widen at the size of it that she felt, but her mouth watered at the thought of him fucking her throat.
"I wanna suck your dick." she flat out said as Erik smirked at her. He back away before saying,
"Get on y'all knees." The two got up from the bed with Normeli being on the right and Halle being on the left. Kneeling in front of him as he took off his white t-shirt over his body and pulled down his basketball shorts, his dick hitting up against his abs.
By far, Erik had the most gorgeous dick that she ever laid eyes on. In real life and on porn. He was a good 7 or 8 inches, with a vein that ran along the side of his dick. His mushroom tip dick leaked pre cum while his dick throbbed.
"You know what I want Normeli. Show Halle."
Normeli smirked before placing sloppy kisses on the side of his dick. After a few seconds, Normeli followed along doing it on the other side. The two met at his tip as they kissed each other while licking his tip tasting his pre-cum.
"Y'all better get my dick nice and wet." He warned them.
Normeli grabbed the base of his dick before Halle placed his tip in her mouth sucking it. He moaned throwing his head back as she started to suck his dick.
"Fuck Halle.." he tilted his hips in a position to add more of his dick to her mouth which she gladly took. "Fuck... there you go. Take this dick down your fucking throat pretty little slut."
Normeli noticed his balls unattended for, as she gladly as she licked and played with it with her mouth. Eventually, Halle could fit his entire dick in her mouth and down her throat as she bobbed her head on it. Saliva dripped down her chest as she pulled away coughing a bit.
Normeli took the chance to put his dick in her mouth. Halle immediately replaced Normeli, placing his other ball in her mouth sucking and playing on it.
"Mmm, you two making daddy's dick feel good.. fuck!" he moaned thrusting his hips, his dick in her throat as she played with her tits. The sound of his dick going in and out of Normeli's throat made Halle's pussy throb as she moaned.
Halle pulled away from his balls, as he grabbed the two girls to make them stand up. "Lay on the side of the bed Halle, let me give you this dick." Halle sat on the edge of the bed laying down as Normeli went to her head, placing her head on her lap. Erik grabbed the back of her legs pushing them to her chest to see her pussy wet, wetter then the day he had her on the counter.
He thrusted his hips sliding his dick along her pussy lips as she moaned at his teasing. "You want this dick, baby?"
She nodded her head, but Erik squeezing her face with his hand. "Talk to me when I ask you something. You want this dick, girl?" he said still slowly moving his dick.
"Yes, please." she moaned out.
"Mhm.. beg daddy to fuck this tight pussy." Normeli said reaching over and rubbing Halle's clit as she moaned closing her eyes.
"Pretty please daddy. I need your big dick in my pussy please." she whimpered, slowly moving her hips for some kind of relief.
"That's not really convincing..." he trailed off.
"I-I'll let you cum in me." she innocently said biting her lip. Normeli giggled as Erik through his head back, whispering a quiet' fuck to himself. Without warning, he slowly pushed his way into her as she gasped out in pleasure and pain.
It's been a minute since Halle last had sex with a man, and Erik was the biggest dude she's been with in general.
"Daddy.. shit!" she squealed as he rubbed her clit, feeling her pussy being stretched out. She felt as if her walls were being intruded every way possible.
"Look at you taking this dick.. fuck." he moaned looking down at her. Her eyes were open in shock, as he continued to fuck her at a slow pace just so he could get used to it. Normeli removed Halle's head from her lap, before getting on her knees and leaning down to kiss her, like the spider mans kiss only laying down.
"His dick feel good in your pussy doesn't it baby girl." Normeli said reaching over and playing with Normeli's nipple as she groaned.
Erik's hip thrusted faster as she gasped out, the pain feeling easily going away as she was engulfed in pleasure. "Ooh fuck daddy, your dick is so big." Halle exclaimed closing her eyes, but Erik grabbed her throat squeezing it.
"Open your eyes when I fuck you." he said changing his pace and fucking her slowly. The feeling caught her off guard as she opened her eyes as he picked up the pace.
Erik threw one of her legs over his shoulder, before pounding her pussy again.
"Fuck I- wait-" she attempted to place her hand on his lower abdomen to slow him down but before she could, he slapped it away.
"Move your fucking hands." he grunted. Normeli grabbed her hands restraining her as Halle eyes rolled back as the pleasure was overwhelming.
"Be a good slut for us and take that dick. Mmm baby your pussy looks so good taking his dick." Normeli moaned, slowly touching herself with her ass up in the air. Erik had the perfect view as he looked in the mirror behind her, having the perfect view of her ass and pussy.
"You're in my stomach." she moaned out.
"That's where I'm supposed to be. Go ahead and squirt on my dick baby." he rubbed against her clit in a side to side motion quickly applying pressure, as her juices squirted out in tinny spurts.
"Oooh baby." Normeli moaned out drooling at the sight of her squirting on him, her juices hitting his lower abdomen. Normeli moved forward as Erik pulled out taking her leg off his shoulders, about to instruct her to clean him off, but of course her freaky self was already doing it.
"Fuck Meli, why you so nasty girl?" he said rubbing Halle's clit as she moaned. She smelled Normeli's arousal, before grabbing her hips and mothering his face between her ass cheeks as she ate her pussy, smacking and jiggling her ass.
"Uh daddy! She's eating my pussy again.." she moaned around his dick.
"I think she like's eating that pussy as much as I do." he chuckled. How could they not? She always tasted like water and cranberries, and when she was aroused it smelled so sweet.
"Mm she taste so good off of your dick." Normeli said sitting up smirking, as he grabbed her face and kissed her. Continuing to kiss, she rubbed his tip against Halle's clit before aligning it with her hole. Grabbing the base, she inserted it in herself as he moaned in the kiss.
"Mmm, please fuck me with that dick.." Halle moaned out widening her legs, as Normeli grabbed Halle's legs open to let Erik fuck her.
"Goddamn this pussy... fuck." he whispered as Normeli smirked at him.
"You love fucking her pussy?" Normeli asked him as he looked down at her nodding.
"Shit- I fucking love this pussy." he moaned out. Her pussy tugged at his dick, he grunted at the sudden tightness before looking down and seeing her cream on his dick.
The feeling was different for Halle, as she moaned pulling away from Normeli's pussy, her head hitting the mattress.
"I'm cumming, fuck daddy please don't stop." Halle exclaimed as Normeli stared at the sight beneath her.
"Oooh.. she's never done this." Normeli moaned excitedly.
Halle was a whimpering mess. It was like her orgasm wasn't stopping, and it didn't help that Normeli was rubbing her clit.
"Mhm, I feel you cumming on this dick. Keep going Halle, fuck you feel so good." Erik encouraged Halle. Normeli removed herself from Halle, to see Halle covered once again in her juices but her eyes was crossed.
Erik slowly pulled out as she shook a little bit, as both Normeli and Erik kissed her on the cheeks.
"Shh, your doing such a good job." Erik praised her, "Do you need a break?" he asked her as she nodded.
"B-But I don't mind watching..." she bit her lip, looking between the two. Normeli smiled before Erik chuckled.
"Move over so I can lay down in the bed." The two girls moved over as he laid by the pillows in the middle of the bed, with his dick standing in the air. Halle grabbed the base of his dick, before kissing and sucking the tip. Spitting on it, Halle started to deep throat it herself as Erik grabbed her hair pushing his dick down her throat.
"There you go baby.." Normeli encouraged her. "Get it nice and wet for me."
"Shit- fuck I'm touching that back of yo throat." Erik moaned before pulling her off by her hair, a trail of saliva dripping from her mouth to his dick. "Come here." he directed her, as she settled to his side, kissing her. The two made out before he felt Normeli sit on his dick, slowly sliding in as he moaned into Halle's mouth.
"Fuuuck, make me cum Meli." he moaned out. Halle laid her head back on the pillows where Erik was, as she looked up at Normeli. Normeli threw her head back moaning as she grabbed her tits playing with them.
"Daddy, I love it this dick so much." Normeli moaned out, as Erik grunted.
"Mmm wet ass pussy. You got this wet looking at me fuck her?" Erik teased her as Normeli bounced up and down on his dick.
"Fuck yes." Erik's hands went to the side of him where Normeli was, tracing down her stomach and to her pussy, slowly rubbing her clit.
"Mmm, show Meli your pussy baby. Let her see me playing with it." he instructed Halle. Halle widen her leg to give Normeli a view of her pussy. Just as he thought, Normeli's pussy tighten at the sight of Halle's pussy being played with.
"Ooh fuck daddy." Halle gasped turning her head to look at him, but his mouth was on her as soon as she turned it. The two made out as Normeli eyes squinted shut.
Erik pulled away from Halle, turning his attention back to Normeli who placed her feet by each side of Erik bouncing. Erik thrusted his hips upward letting, as she gasped with her eyes widen.
"Damn I'm cumming. I'm cumming. I'm cumming." she squeezed her eyes as her pussy juices leaked down his dick, getting on his thighs.
"Fuck I'm close, I'm close " he moaned out. Normeli hopped off of his dick as Halle went on her knees to let him cum on her face. Normeli was right in front of her face as Erik grunted jerking himself off.
"Nasty ass bitches catch this fucking nut.. uh fuuuck!" he groaned out as his load of cum hit the two girls in the faces. "Fuck y'all look so fucking sexy." he moaned out.
Normeli and her made out, his cum slowly dripping it's way into their mouths. Swallowing all of his nut, the two sat up as Erik breath heavily looking between the two.
"Fuck.. y'all are gonna drive me crazy."
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Erik woke up the next morning, rubbing his eyes with a yawn. He looked around before attempting to sit up only to be met with Normeli and Halle sleeping on each side of his chess.
He laid there for about ten extra minutes looking at the ceiling while tracing circles on Halle's back and playing with Normeli's braids. Considering after the night the three had, he decided to make everyone some breakfast. He slowly unraveled the two girls before crawling out of bed, and grabbing his boxers placing them on.
As they slept, the two girls unknowingly cuddled into each other after feeling the bed suddenly being empty. Erik thought it was the cutest thing.
After brushing his teeth, he made his way downstairs and to the kitchen to make breakfast. Deciding just to make avocado toast, he started to collect his ingredients.
In the mist of his cooking and thinking, he heard someone come down the stairs to see Normeli walking in with a yawn. "Goodmorning." she greeted him.
"Goodmorning." he said kissing her forehead. "Halle is still asleep?" he asked her as she nodded.
"Yeah, usually Sunday's she sleep in since she doesn't have a shift at the hospital." she informed him he licked the spoon that had the avocado on it before crossing his arms.
"So, have you thought about it?" he asked her. She knew what he was talking about, and actually hoped he would bring it up. Especially after yesterday with Halle mentioning that she wanted to move out.
"I actually have." she said as Erik nodded for her continue. "We should propose the idea." she shrugged as Erik smirked at her.
"But, there is a way that we could propose the idea. It's a taboo topic on it's own, and I don't know how she feels about Polymerous relationships." she mentioned standing up.
"Well how about we bring her breakfast in bed, and just talk about it with her?" he suggested.
"Bet." Normeli made Halle her cup of coffee since she knew she couldn't a morning without it.
Erik suddenly remember Halle mentioning that she needed to pay off her student loans. Out of curiosity, he asked Normeli,
"By chance do you know how much Halle owes for her student loans?" he asked her as she shook her head. "Got an idea?"
"No.. I know every time she gets paid she pays on it so I'm going to assume it may not be that much anymore." she suggested. "Why?"
"Well I was just thinking about it... maybe I could pay off the rest of it." he shrugged as she chuckled.
"I've been trying to do it for months. Good luck."
After fixing the breakfast, Erik wrote her a check for 15K. He thought it was a overshot but better safe then sorry. He kept the check in his book before bringing the food upstairs following behind Normeli.
The two opened the door to see that she was still sleeping, laid out on her stomach with her hands above her head. Erik placed the food on the night stand, as Normeli placed the coffee mug on the other night stand. She got into the bed moving the hair out of Halle's face to see her lips pouting with a small puddle of drool on her silk pillow.
Halle chuckled before slightly shaking her awake. She groaned a little turning her head before her snores were heard again. Normeli looked up at Erik as he went to the other side of Normeli looking at her face and seeing the dried slob on the side of pillow.
"Damn... we did that?" he asked seeing her exposed neck with the dark red and purple hickies. Normeli noticed it before saying,
"Yeah.. she not going to be happy about that." she chuckled, remembering an instance that happened month ago. Normeli got carried away with the hickey's on one of their Monday morning showers. It took her more time to do her makeup since she had to be at the hospital.
"Halle..." Erik trailed off, shaking her as she stayed sleep. An idea popped into his head as he started to kiss her ear. "Come on, wake up for me baby." he whispered in her ear as she stirred in her sleep at the ticklish sensation. Normeli caught on before kissing her exposed shoulders.
Her eyebrows scrunched as her eyes fluttered open as he smiled at her. She groaned as the two of them sat up to give her some room. "Goodmorning gorgeous." Erik complimented her as she sat up on her elbows, scratching her throat.
"Mmm good morning." Normeli kissed her neck as Halle groaned.
"What time is it?" she yawned.
"It is seven o'clock." Erik answered her as she looked at him with a squinted her eyes at him.
"On a Sunday?" He nodded slowly, confusion written on his face before he looked back at Normeli to see her making a 'yikes' expression.
"I know we woke you up, but we just wanted to give you breakfast in bed." Normeli smiled innocently at her. "I mean... after last night and all." she winked at Halle as Halle blushed.
"How about we sit up, so you can eat." Erik suggested as she nodded slowly sitting up, wincing at the soreness in her thighs and between her legs.
"You okay?" Normeli asked her.
"Yeah.. just a tad bit sore." Halle replied, "Worth it though.." she whispered under her breath but Erik heard it. He chuckled before placing the plate on her lap. Normeli gave her the mug as she smelled the fresh roasted beans before smiling.
"Alright.. this makes it a tiny bit better for waking me up. Ya know, on my only day off." she mumbled into the mug.
"Anywho..." Normeli trailed off. "We actually wanted to talk to you about something?" she said more in a question tone.
"About what?" she took a bite of the toast, loving the taste of it. Damn this man knew how to cook.
"Okay before we mention this conversation, if it makes you feel uncomfortable we will stop and move on from her." Erik told her moving the hair out of her face as she nodded slowly, swallowing her food.
"Not gonna lie y'all making me real nervous." she chuckled nervously.
"Oh no, it's nothing to be nervous about. Actually, we think you may like this." Normeli smiled at her. "Have you ever heard of a Polymerous relationship?" she asked her as she nodded.
"Yeah.. actually." she took another before wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. "It's like multiple people in a relationship." she answered. After a few seconds, Halle started to become a little suspicious by how weird they were acting.
"How do you feel about it?" Erik asked her as she shrugged.
"Um.. I see no problem with it. Date who you wanna date." she said sipping more coffee from her mug.
"Would you ever do it?" Normeli asked her. Her eyebrows raised in shock as she shrugged her shoulders.
"I mean, I never really thought about it. But the opportunity for it never really fell on my lap." she said, knowing what they were hinting at. "You guys can just say it." she said feeling like they were beating around the bush.
"Well we want you to be our girlfriend." Erik flat out said.
"You could've just started off like that ya know." Halle chuckled taking another bite of her toast. "Um," she cleared her throat. "S-So how do we know that this is going to work out?"
"Well I've worked with polymerous relationships before, and to be fair we have all the indicators amongst the three of us that we could work out." Normeli explained to her. Halle nodded slowly processing everything.
"There is one thing that I didn't mention before." Normeli remember. "If we have an issue with anything, don't be hesitant to talk about it. I mean, that's important for all relationships but especially because we just don't have one other person's feeling to worry about, two." Normeli said looking at the two of them.
"No problem.." Erik smiled at Normeli.
"Of course." Halle smiled at Normeli grabbing her hand.
"How about this, tonight we go out and celebrate. There is a nice Greek restaurant downtown. It's a five star Michelin restaurant and I'd think you guys would enjoy it." he told them standing up.
"Oooh like a date? That would be exciting!" Normeli exclaimed.
"I'm down."
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One unspoken virus that plagues female bodies due to growing up and being conditioned in a western colonial capitalist patriarchy is the lack of reverence, respect, and honoring we have for our teachers and inspirations/muses. Growing up in a world created out of the male mind and male philosophy, we are groomed to be less collaborative and more competitive and "takers," taking resources from the feminine, without acknowledging our sources, whether it's another woman/femme's work or resources of the earth. We have adapted to being sneaky and slick.
Everything is recorded. We do not get away with anything. The desire "to take" from other women is a 'bottom-feeder' scarcity consciousness. When a woman or womb owner holds this type of consciousness in her system, she births babies who become adults who do not feel like they are good enough and they further the unconscious scarcity imprint into future generations. When you take words I have written like "friendships can be deeply romantic" but do not credit me as the source of your newfound wisdom and simply shift words around, it is still recorded and felt by those with intuitive gifts. I am devoted to letting those whom I love know how much I adore them. Within the last 10 years, there has not a single close friend I’ve had who hasn't received a message of me sharing my love of them at some point. This is the lived experience the quote was birthed from. In the last 30 days, I have sent voice notes to a woman I follow on instagram who writes beautiful things about heterosexual relating and bridging the gap between women and men. I'm not a heterosexual woman, but I love reading her work. She expands my own consciousness of love so I reached out to her just to let her know how much her work inspired my own flow of love in a pure way and thanked her. Reverence for another human can be so activating for the psyche and requires extreme vulnerability, which is one reason it is so hard for most people to honor other people without feeling less than. We have forgotten that we are all Gods, that’s why. 🪶🙏🏿🕊️ Years ago, a couple from Atlanta came to visit me and my lover in Europe. When they arrived, I was the only one at home and when my lover came home from work, I met her at the door as usual—which was really no big deal to us. Ha, I will never forget when we turned around and saw the sheer shock on their faces from witnessing how we greeted each other after being a part for "only 7 hours" —one of them said. They were shocked that we had that so much reverence for the presence of the other. But to me, reverence is human. It is love. It is the nectarous flow of one’s inherent wellspring of vulnerability. Recently I spoke to a past mentor of mine from 2008 who is 22 years older than me, a mentor who I have expanded beyond in consciousness and lived experiences. I find traits of a good mentor to be one who can help evolve students beyond their own capacity and limitations, maybe begin to actually to revere the student’s growing beyond the mentor’s capacity overtime. This is what our relationship is like now. She is genuinely happy for everything I am and everything have become. In all these years, I have felt nothing but sheer love and appreciation from her at different stages of my journey. I told her how much I loved her for who she divinely is. I showered her with compliments and sent her a cashapp for no reason at all. I did not reach out to her to talk about myself. I only spoke about her --her beauty, sass, heart, worth, and value. Women who can not acknowledge the gifts and beauty of other women and only want “to take...” will always be poor in a myriad of ways. Heart-centered womanhood. Women can turn this world around when we begin to get deeply honest about what is living in our bodies and truly become women again and understand the level of power within it. Please consider revering/honoring those women who help to move you forward into new ways of being that will expand into limitless possibilities. Not become envious them, not steal their work but truly hold reverence and love and even cheer them on. Doing so helps to create more and more connection and love stories and less separation, fear and violence in our world. Everything is connected to everything, you see. The aim is to get better at loving and sweetness than we were conditioned to be at extracting and taking. When we do, a secret garden of vitality blooms abundantly, like the generous nectar that Spring and Summer summons from human bodies. Because beautiful people impact us in beautiful ways when we allow. Never forget that. --India Ame'ye
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[3.5] Why Birdie?
Mat Barzal x Hughes!sister
Part of the Birdie Hughes AU
Here is the link for the Masterlist
Summary: Mat finally asks why her friends and family refer to her as Birdie
Various interviews from each of her brothers had come out and Birdie had watched them with Mat. He knew her friends and family called her Birdie. She had even told him that he could, although he usually used a sweet pet name for her, he especially liked how flustered she would get when he would use one.
“Sweets, why do they call you Birdie?” she giggled at the name.
“What, you don’t like it?” She teased.
“No, not at all, it's cute. I'm just confused as to why?”
“When I was very young, I would call every single animal I saw a ‘birdie’. All because we had a bird feeder outside my bedroom window that I really liked to watch. Then I saw squirrels eating from it, and I just had decided in my toddler mind that if it isn’t a human, it's a ‘birdie’. My parents thought it was cute till they started to get concerned.” She laughed.
Mat’s heart ached at the thought of a baby version of the girl in front of him. When he found childhood pictures of her and her brothers after he couldn’t sleep the night they met, he had started imagining so much more of his life with her. Which was crazy, they hadn’t even made anything official. Sure they acted like a couple, and definitely did things couples did, he had been nervous about saying anything. Which was so unlike him.
But maybe that was a sign that this was different from relationships in the past. If he is already so nervous about messing it up, but wants a future with her, a long one at that, he should just say something.
“Mat?” Birdie asks, sending him out of his daze. “I asked if you wanted to see baby photos? My mom sent a bunch for my birthday months ago and I finally got around to making an album.” After a very eager ‘yes’ from Mat, she went to fetch the book.
It was definitely ill-advised to start imagining your future kids with a woman you weren’t even official with yet, but here Mat was. As she went through story after story, explaining all her fondest, and most embarrassing moments, he couldn’t handle it anymore.
“Date me please” was all he said. Probably the most idiotic request to leave his mouth in his 20+ years of life.
“Excuse me?” Birdie asked, taken aback.
“Be my girlfriend, partner, significant other, whatever the fuck you want to call it. Just- I really, really like you, Birdie, and it is killing me that you aren’t mine.” He was no Jane Austen, that was for sure, but he was genuine, and so sweet, and so so hot.
How could she ever refuse?
Without saying anything back, she answered with a kiss, then another, and another, till they were all tangled in each other.
Now she definitely had to tell her brothers.
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Friends, lovers… and an orange | Chapter 15
Author's note: Big things happening in this week's chapters 👀
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“I don’t know if I’m going to be able to make it back to the villa, Mase. I ate so much…”
“I told you we should have taken the Vespa.”
“Yeah… Anyway, thank you for this.”
“You’re very welcome” he smiled before kissing her hand, that once again, was tangled with his.
It was the day before Adele’s birthday, and since her parents had decided to throw a little party, Mason had planned to take her into town to eat together just the two of them one last time. And they had gone to one of their favourite places, the pizzeria they had loved so much all those years ago.
“Can we have some gelato?”
“Addie, are you still hungry?” Mason laughed.
“They say it is digestive, remember? And I need something to help me with it, look at my belly. It's as if I'm like 5 or 6 months pregnant.”
“What?” he chuckled.
“Look” she said, letting go of his hand and touching her stomach the same way pregnant women do.
“Adele!” Mason laughed.
“Do I look pregnant or not?”
“You look beautiful.”
“And pregnant” she repeated, trying to ignore how her cheeks were getting warm. “How should we call him?”
“What?”
“My food baby. He is yours, you were the one who took me to the pizzeria.”
“I mean… Since the baby was made at Gialunca’s pizzeria…”
“Gianluca. I like it. Say hello to your pizza son, Gianluca” Adele laughed.
“Hello” Mason smiled, caressing her belly as if there actually was a baby in there. When their eyes met, his hand still on her stomach, they found themselves smiling like two idiots. And then, a horrible sound was heard.
"Holy shit, Addie" Mason laughed. "I felt my hand vibrating!"
"I told you I needed something to help with my digestion. That sound isn't a good sign."
"Smelly Addie?" he smirked.
"That happened once!"
"That I know of…"
"Meh meh meh" she replied, rolling her eyes. "As if you didn't do it."
"I do, but mine smell like roses" he grinned.
"Ha!"
"They do."
"Then next time you should bottle one and save it for your next perfume."
"Maybe I should. Good idea, Addie" Mason said before both of them bursted out laughing.
“Anyway, gelato?” Adele asked.
“Gelato” Mason smiled.
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"Elizabeth, you need to relax."
"How do you want me to relax when they've been lying to our faces for months?"
"Those photos may have been taken out of context."
"Toni, have you seen the same photos I have? You can't take that out of context!"
"It can happen. Or have you forgotten that you yourself went through something like this before your wedding?"
"This is different" Elizabeth said.
"How?"
"In my case it was just a bad angle on a red carpet. They were..."
"They are coming. Please behave" Toni said.
"I'll try" Elizabeth replied, taking a deep breath.
"Good morning, mum" Mason smiled, walking into the kitchen.
"Good morn..."
"Adele, are you pregnant?" her mum asked, not allowing her to finish her sentence.
"What?" her and Mason said at the same time.
"Are you pregnant, yes or no? It's a simple question."
"Of course not! Why are you asking me that, mum?"
"Because of this" Elizabeth said, showing her her phone.
"What the fuck! Did your agency tell you about this? Did you know?" Adele asked Mason.
"I did not" he hissed, reading the headline. Mount-Turlington baby on their way! The couple was caught sharing some cute moments around the small baby bump while in Italy, where they are celebrating Adele's birthday with their families.
"Anything else you would like to add?" Elizabeth asked, crossing her arms over her chest.
"I'm not pregnant, mum. We had been having lunch and I was joking about eating too much and having a food baby, nothing else!"
"Is that true, Mason?" Toni asked him.
"It is, mum. Adele and I haven't... You know" he said, his cheeks turning a dark shade of pink.
"They are telling the truth, Elizabeth. Look at his face."
"Are you dating?" she asked.
"You know we aren't, mum. We are just faking it so the paparazzis would leave us alone" Adele said.
"I'm not so sure of that anymore, tho. Because every time you share something online, I have more and more doubts about you telling us the truth."
"What?"
"She's right, you know?" Toni said. "The more we see you together, the more we all doubt about what you guys tell us. You do look like a couple, and not just online."
"I can't believe this" Adele laughed. "Yes, we are closer than before. But we are not dating, or sleeping together or having a baby. Tell them, Mase."
"We aren't" he whispered, his eyes fixed on the floor.
"See? Look at him! You are lying!" Elizabeth said, pointing at Mason. "Why can't you trust me, Adele? I thought we could tell everything to each other!"
"And we can!"
"Then stop lying and tell us the truth!"
"I already have!"
"No, you have not! You and Mason are together but don't want to admit it for whatever the reason!"
"Elizabeth..." Toni said, trying to calm her down.
"We are not dating!" Adele said.
"Liar!"
"Urgh!"
"Adele! Adele, where are you going?" Elizabeth yelled.
"Somewhere as away from you as I can!" she yelled back, leaving the kitchen.
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"Is this seat taken?"
"Mase" Adele said, wiping away a tear. "How did you find me?"
"I guess I know you too well" he chuckled, sitting down next to her. "How are you?"
"Angry, sad, hurt, and having the worst birthday ever. How did those paps find us?"
"I don't know. I texted my agency and they swore they didn't call them."
"And do you believe them?"
"I actually do, yes."
"Then how…"
"They believe someone may have recognized where we are through one of the photos we've shared, and tipped the press."
"And they had to find us yesterday when we were being silly" Adele sighed.
"And now you and your mum are angry with each other, and it's all my fault" Mason said.
"What?"
"It's all my fault, Addie. I should have said something else, but I..."
"My mum not believing us isn't your fault, Mason. It's hers. All those articles have gotten into her head."
"But I should have been more convincing."
"You were convincing."
"I wasn't, Addie. Anyone could tell I was lying. My mum noticed too."
"But you weren't lying, Mase. We aren't dating."
"We aren't, but..."
"But?"
"Remember what happened here, under this same tree, when we were sixteen?"
"I came here to cry after an argument with my mum. Kind of like today" Adele chuckled. "You found me and we..."
"We kissed" Mason said. "You took it as a joke, as something I did to cheer you up. But it was different for me. That kiss is something I've been wanting to repeat many times since that day."
"You... You've wanted to kiss me?"
"Yes. I've wanted to kiss you, and hug you, and touch you and do all the things people in love do. Because I love you, Adele."
"You..."
"That's why your mum thinks we are lying. Because I can't hide my feelings for you anymore."
"I… you..." she mumbled.
"It's ok, don't worry. Since that first kiss I've known that you only see me as a friend, that you don't feel the same for me. And even though with everything that has been happening lately I've been getting my hopes up, thinking that maybe your feelings were changing, today you made it very clear that I was just fooling myself."
"Mase... Mase, look at me."
"I don't want you to see me like this."
"Look at me" Adele repeated, gently caressing his cheek until he moved his face to look at her. "You weren't fooling yourself" she said before kissing him.
The moment their lips touched, it was as if they had traveled back in time. As if they were again those two teenagers sitting under that same orange tree, Mason kissing her to make her feel better. Though this time, she was the one kissing him to make him feel better, to let him know that her feelings for him had changed, that she felt the same he did.
And this time, their kiss wasn't an awkward or clumsy one. This time both of them knew what they were doing, and they wanted more of it.
Without noticing it, Adele had moved and was now straddling him, Mason's hands moving up and down her thighs while they kept kissing as if they needed the other to breathe.
"Addie" Mason gasped when she started to kiss his neck, his hands grabbing her butt and pulling her closer towards him. "Fuck, Addie" he grunted when she moved her hips against him before kissing him again.
Now they were doing it with even more passion, Mason's hands on her hips, helping her move them against him.
"Mase" she heard herself moaning, that sound making them both stop to catch their breaths.
"Addie, what are we doing?" he asked, resting his forehead on hers.
"I'm not sure" she replied. "But I know I don't want to stop."
"Neither do I" Mason said, meeting her eyes.
"Should we go inside?"
"Your room or mine?" he chuckled.
"Yours is closer" she smiled, caressing his cheek one last time before getting up and running to his room.
Once there, they were kissing again, and it didn't take them too long until they were just in their underwear, Adele pushing Mason against the bed and moving to be on top of him.
"Addie..." he moaned when she started to move her hips against him once again, kissing him everywhere.
"That feels good, doesn't it?" she said against his neck, the feeling making him gasp.
"So good. But it would feel even better if I was inside you.”
"Did you bring protection?"
"Always. It's in my bag in the bathroom."
"Good boy" she smirked before leaving the bed. "We already have enough with one fake baby."
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AITA FOR KISSING MY ROOMMATE GOODNIGHT?
(everyone is in their 20s. names are fake)
I’d like to start off by giving background, I(M) live with my roommate Salt. We’ve been living together for a couple of years now and met through mutual friends.
I’m straight. Salt is gay in a very open, stereotypical sense(yk flamboyant, effeminate etc) and I’m not saying this to judge him/say I resent him or something he’s a dear friend of mine and I couldn’t care less abt his sexuality or how he chooses to express himself. However it’s important to mention this for the sake of AITA
The actual ‘issue’ started a year ago, where we were both drunk coming home from a party, I was struggling to get my keys out so he called me a idiot and then just.. kissed me??
That caused me to question my sexuality for a while because being a straight man you’d think I’d be repulsed or bothered by it but no I didn’t really enjoy it(not like there was smth to enjoy it was like a couple of seconds) but didn’t really mind it either in fact it didn’t made me feel any different than how I’d feel kissing a random girl I suppose?
So yeah I experimented with my sexuality for a week or so and even almost hooked up with some guy but nope. Still straight. Just didn’t mind him(probably because of how close we are)
Anyways back to the point after that Salt avoided me for a while but in the end we did have a talk which was basically him saying he was not attracted to me, how it was a spur of the moment thing and also apologizing if he made me uncomfortable.
To that I told him he did not and joked about how he could do it again.
Fast forward a month(?) later the “kissing the homies goodnight” meme came out, so one time I asked him where was my goodnight kiss was at and he actually did it, after that we just continued doing that ig I don’t think none of us thought much of it other than some night time ritual.
Here comes the actual AITA part, I recently got a girlfriend(we’ll call her Pepper). I’ts not like I’m super in love with her but she’s a nice girl and I genuinely like her so I wish to keep her happy.
The issue with Pepper is that she talks a tad bit too much, I normally wouldn’t mind it as I’m on the quiet part, but she expects me to memorize everything she has told me(not in the “do you remember my friend” type of way in the she tells me about 10 different people and gets upset when I don’t remember their exes names or what did friend7 did on lunch a month ago type of way) she also has a tendency to hyperfixate on shows and talk about the plot & characters as if they’re actual real people which makes it hard for me to understand if something she says is about a show or real. She gets really upset if I forget even the smallest things about those stories and rants about how I never listen to her. I tried talking to her about this but it only ends with her crying so I just keep shut to keep her satisfied
A week ago I was having a really bad day of migraines and nothing seemed to help but me and Pepper had made plans to hang in my place and I didn’t want to cancel. She comes over and starts talking about her sister in life’s brunch. I ask her if she could slow down a bit cause my head hurts and I can’t really keep up.
Well she takes it the wrong way and starts yelling at me about how I always am like this and how I never listen to her. I admit I’m the asshole for saying this, but I ask her if she’s unable to sit down and have a conversation like an adult. This makes her calm down a bit and she sits down so we can discuss.
I try explaining to her how it’s unfair how she expects me to remember everything and I’d be more than happy to listen to her, maybe just slow down a bit?
In mid of it she has this weird smile on her face and tells me I look hot mad, she then leans over to kiss me which I pull away from because it feels like she’s just trying to change a topic and I think this is an important convo for our relationship.
This is the moment Salt decides to arrive at home(I should also mention he’s TERRIBLE at reading the room) he comes over gives me my goodnight kiss and leaves.
(I would like to add its not like we make out or something. He just gives me a peck on the lips, says goodnight and leaves)
This drives Pepper crazy. She starts shouting at me on how I’d not kiss her but him? And that I could go ride his dick if I’m that gay for him. She storms out of the apartment
I’d like to add that Pepper has never said anything about me and Salt. I never told her about the goodnight kiss(Because I mean who goes to their girlfriend like “hey btw I kiss my roommate at nights. but no homo”?) but we never hide it either in fact I’m pretty sure we did that while she was in room once or twice too. Pepper has made jokes about us being gay and how she feels bad about getting inbetween us but never anything on being uncomfortable or not liking it.
Now it’s been a week and we haven’t talked since. She is not answering my messages and I stopped trying to contact her from there but I’m starting to doubt myself, am I the asshole here? Should I go apologize?
What are these acronyms?
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No. 24 She's mean and she's mine for Fbi most wanted Remy. TIA
Companion piece to Sober (NSFW) - Remy realises you have issues with soberiety.
You don’t hide your addiction from Remy. You talk about it openly with him. He knows that you got hooked undercover, that you used coke and booze to cope. You’d been in a spiral for a couple of years before Jubal had forced you to confront the problem. By the time you’d met him you’d been sober for three years.
“I was a mean drunk Remy.” You’d told him as you made tea in his kitchen. “I burned through all my friends, my family. It took me a long time to make amends.”
He knows how isolated you’d become, how you’d pushed people away in the throes of your addiction. It made it easier to reconcile the drinking. He had kissed away the shame that crept up your cheeks, whispered the sweetest reassurances against your skin as he held you close.
“You’re bigger than your addiction.” He had reminded you. “You aren’t the same person you were back then.”
It’s true, Remy believes that with every single fibre of his being. The job you do, it may be high pressure but you know your triggers, you manage it well. Which is why he’s surprised when your brother sends him a 911 text to discuss his concerns about you.
“She’s drinking again.” Henry informs him as he sits across from Remy at the coffeeshop a few doors down from 26 Fed. “I saw her in a club a couple of days ago, she had a glass in her hand and she was with another guy. I’m sorry Remy but this is what it was like last time…”
Remy holds his hand up to silence the other man as he struggles to process the information. He admits he’s been busy over the past few weeks, Wyoming, Richmond, Bethesda but when he has been home he’s been attentive. He would know if something was going on with you. As for another man being on the scene, he doesn’t understand when you would even have the time, let alone the inclination. Remy’s pretty confident in his ability to keep you satisfied.
“What did he look like?” He asks Henry and the other man withdraws his phone from his jacket pocket.
“I took a picture.” He says before pushing the device towards Remy. “In case you needed proof.”
It’s a image of you and a man he knows well. You’re standing alongside each other at a bar. His hand is on your lower back, almost protectively. There’s a glass in your hand, a cocktail with a cherry sticking out of it. You’re wearing a cobalt blue dress, one that clings to your form. It’s that dress that makes everything click into place for Remy, that makes him take another at the glass in your hand.
“She’s not drinking again.” He says quietly before he zooms in on the glass and tilts the phone back towards Henry. “It’s a Shirley Temple, a non-alcoholic cocktail, it’s grenadine and ginger ale. It’s what she drinks when she’s on UC ops so that she blends in and that guy she’s with? His name is Omar Zidan, he’s her partner.”
Remy remembers that night well because he’d barely been able to keep his hands off you when you’d stepped out of the bedroom wearing dress. You’d been interrupted by OA’s arrival, the younger man had joked about having Cinderella back by midnight. When you’d slinked in at one am, you’d been sober as a judge and ready for a little play. He’d made love with you in the bed you shared until the sun came up.
“You don’t have to worry about her.” He reassures Henry. “Your sister, she’s solid.”
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w.c 7.8 k pairing. Johnny x afab!reader genre. fluff, angst, slight smut a/n. MDNI!!!!! people are a mess in the first part, a.k.a. cheaters, Jaehyun and Mark cameo!, there's a part with smut [don't hesitate to skip it, it's very fluffy overall tho] tiny alcohol consumption nothing crazy 🤝
t/w. the smut obviously and an uncomfortable moment with a friend[Jaehyun]
It all started when Sarah's boyfriend found out she was cheating. He was a mess, not knowing what to do or who to turn to, he came to you to try and find some sense of the situation.
Tuesday morning. He was waiting for you to get out of your class. Your friend, Lisa, was with you, both trying to discuss an upcoming test. But Jaehyun didn't care about that, nor the fact that they would be hearing about his problem. He knew that it was only a matter of time until every single soul on campus would know about his relationship and the fact that his girlfriend was a cheater.
He made sure to tell you everything he knew and how he found out. Jaehyun wanted you to help him find who was she cheating with. Matter of fact he already had someone in mind, actually.
Sarah's been one of your best friends since 13 years ago. If someone were to know her best, it was you or Danielle. But Jaehyun came to you, so now you had to get into their little mess. Which maybe you shouldn't have but, here we are.
Jaehyun planned this. He saw the opportunity now that Sarah had gone to an engineering seminar this week and wouldn't be coming back until Sunday night. It would give him plenty of time to figure some things out.
Jaehyun thought Sarah was cheating on him with Johnny.
They were at the same seminar out of town, so it was checking out for him.
But it couldn't be Johnny?
Johnny was with you.
Your thing was a secret though, it's been months since you started seeing each other.
It was your decision for you to be a secret, Johnny accepted it without thinking twice, all he wanted was for you to be with him, people knowing or not didn't matter to him.
Johnny was 2 years older. You’d met him at a café. You knew you wanted to be with him when you realized you were a shy mess the following times you were around him. To him, you had this cute baby energy that was much more than what you let everyone else see. He was sure he wanted to be with you based on how he felt when your eyes decided to look at him.
He didn't want to put much thought into why you decided to keep everything a secret. Secretly he was a romantic who had traditional dating views, styles, approaches. Whatever you want to call it. But he liked the change you represented in his life. He then also decided that he wanted to be with you and that having a secret relationship didn't necessarily mean you couldn't go out on dates or do what every couple does. Except act like one when you're around friends.
You didn't exactly kept his existence a secret. You just started introducing him to your friends without much explanation. He was your Johnny. You all hung out together as if he was just a new addition to the group. You didn't know if your friends were oblivious to the vibe you and Johnny had or just acted like it for your sake. Nevertheless, everyone was happy to have him around, he was like everyone's best friend, especially Sarah and Danielle’s. Which made you happy, too.
As much as they were your best friends, you didn't want to tell them about your relationship with him. Nothing personal but, it was just something you wanted to keep between yourself and him.
It was Thursday and you sent Johnny a text when you woke up. "Are you coming home with me as soon as you arrive on Sunday?" You knew he was going to, he had told you so way before he left.
It's just that you've been feeling weird all week. Everyone had messed up with your head and your relationship. Everyone had logical arguments about how Johnny and Sarah had something going on. Regardless of you knowing that Johnny wouldn't do that to you. It had you second-thinking about what you had decided earlier in the relationship. "If everyone had known we were together, this wouldn't be happening". It had you feeling insecure and sure you made a mistake in hiding what you had with your boyfriend.
But also, what's so special about Sarah and Johnny's relationship that had people thinking they were seeing each other? More importantly, something so special that was making your best friend cheat on her boyfriend.
Sarah and Johnny were both engineer majors and ever since you introduced them you knew they were going to get along well. So it didn't come as a shock to you that they texted every now and then. Him being far ahead of her made sense to you for them to talk outside your gatherings. Still, there were two times when she made you feel weird about it all. Which you couldn't help but think about while all of this was unfolding.
Johnny told you she had reached out to him through Facebook a while ago, and you thought nothing about it. But that time when she sent a screenshot to the group chat about them talking about some football match that was coming up, had you kinda confused. But nothing that you couldn't talk yourself out of. They were being friends and that was some normal friend talk.
But that second time. My god, that second time.
You and all your friends were planning to go out one night. Danielle, Sarah, and you were the ones deciding where to go. Simple as that. But a text made you feel as if someone slapped your face out of nowhere. "I already invited Johnny!!!!" What the fuck.
Next thing you knew, you were shouting to yourself in your room. "Doesn't she have a boyfriend? WHAT THE FUCK IS SHE DOING INVITING MINE?!!" It was loud enough, trust me.
But as soon as those words came out of your mouth, Johnny texted you.
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As simple as his action was, it comforted you in all the ways you needed. Knowing that his course of action was to ask you what was going on felt huge. Your negative feelings didn't even have room to grow because he made sure to let you know that his mind was with you. Later in the day, when he got to your apartment, you both talked about how weird that was. You told Johnny you felt a pang of jealousy as soon as you saw her text. "I have no intentions of sharing you, I hope you know that".
The seminar came to an end, and Sarah would return from her trip that night. Jaehyun needed to talk to someone at this very moment. His anxiety consumed him, still not knowing how to talk to your best friend, his girlfriend.
It also meant that Johnny would be coming home to you tonight. You guessed that going out and getting back before him would be alright. So you let him know that you were out with Jaehyun and some other friends.
While you were in a smoke break outside of the bar where everyone was, you were casually talking with Jaehyun.
He began sharing his thoughts about all of that was unfolding with Sarah.
You were the only best friend Jaehyun had, the only person who knew how to really listen to him, so he figured he could sort out his feelings and his thoughts and you’d help.
He asked if you thought an individual could talk or even kiss someone else without meaning anything while still being in a relationship.
You said you didn't know. You said you were still a romantic at heart, so if you were already with someone you wouldn't dare break the trust they had in you. “I can’t even imagine doing that.”
He started telling you that in all his previous relationships, all the friends of the particular girlfriend, flirted and crossed the line with him. He explicitly said that he thought that those things didn't matter, that if he played along with them was because they meant nothing to him, it was plain fun for him.
You told him you understood what he was saying. “It all comes down to how you feel about your partner.”
“Hell as long as you get to that kind of arrangement with them I think it’d be alright .”
He asked if you had cheated before.
”Well, basically yes, but it didn't count because the guy wasn't even my boyfriend.” — “I did hook up with two of his friends at the time.” You let out a bitter laugh at the thought.
He kept explaining to you how he felt or what he usually feels in order to have an ‘affair’. You were expecting it. You didn't want the words to get out of his mouth, but you did expect them, dreading them.
"What if we did that?" — "I get along pretty well with you, you're literally so cool, you listen to me, there's plenty of reasons for me to want to kiss you and I know it won't be a bad thing.”
A mix of emotions flooded through you—confusion, shock. You had built a strong bond with Jaehyun, but this proposition was dangerous territory, threatening the very foundation of your friendship.
You turned your eyes to look at the door of the bar you had in front and took a drag of your cigarette. Then you patted Jaehyun’s back. In that moment, you had a choice to make—one that would have lasting consequences. And as you looked into Jaehyun’s eyes, you gathered the strength to respond, your voice laced with a mix of resolution and vulnerability.
“Let’s not risk losing this friendship Jae.” You continued. “You’re just going through something difficult.”
Later that night, Jaehyun offered to give you a ride home. Little did you know that this ride would become a turning point, a catalyst for even more confusion. As you sat in the passenger seat, a heavy tension filled the air, palpable and suffocating.
Jaehyun’s actions spoke volumes, even as words remained unspoken. His fingers found their way to your hand, and with each stroke, you could feel the weight of his struggle. It was a dangerous dance, a forbidden connection that should never have existed, considering he was still in a relationship with Sarah.
His fingers began to stroke yours, tracing delicate patterns that mirrored the delicate intricacies of the connection he was feeling. Each movement was laden with tenderness, as if he was wanting to caress not just your hand, but your very soul. The weight of his actions was palpable, his touch carrying the knowledge that he shouldn't be doing this, that it crossed boundaries he had vowed to respect.
Yet, at that moment, all rational thought faded into insignificance, overshadowed by the rawness of your friendship. It was as if time stood still, allowing this stolen moment to unfold, heedless of the consequences it may bring.
Jaehyun’s touch spoke volumes, whispering secrets and desires that words could never fully convey.
Confusion engulfed your mind as you wrestled with conflicting emotions. The lines blurred, and the boundaries you thought were steadfast began to crumble. What did his touch mean? Was it a desperate plea for solace, a cry for understanding, or simply a selfish act of betrayal? You longed for the ride to end, hoping that escaping the confined space of the car would offer clarity or, at the very least, a respite from the swirling chaos.
With each stroke, Jaehyun seemed to etch this moment into his memory. The lines of your palm, the delicate curve of your fingers—everything became a canvas for his affectionate exploration.
As the weight of the moment hung in the air, you turned to the simple act of resting your head on the window of Jaehyun’s car. It was an instinctual response, a way to create a sense of shielding yourself from the intensity of his gaze.
Your decision to avert your eyes from his was partly out of avoidance.
Instead, your gaze traveled to the entwined hands—his and yours—held together in a delicate embrace.
Every passing moment dragged on, the silence between you both growing more deafening with each mile. The weight of unspoken words hung heavy, suffocating any chance for coherent thought. You were trapped in a labyrinth of tangled emotions, desperately seeking an escape route.
As you finally arrived at your place, a mix of relief and apprehension washed over you. Stepping out of the car, you felt an invisible tether snap, freeing you from the suffocating atmosphere that had clouded your judgment. It was a brief respite, a momentary release from the confusion that threatened to consume you.
He stepped out of the car and walked around to your side, an unspoken understanding passing between you. The weight of the situation hung in the air, as both of you knew that this moment was crucial.
Jaehyun walked beside you, his presence a comforting yet conflicting force. With every step, the space between you seemed to hold a thousand unspoken words that danced on the edge of forbidden territory.
In that fleeting moment, Jaehyun enveloped you in a hug, his embrace both weird yet familiar. His lips brushed against your cheek in a gentle, lingering kiss, leaving a trace of longing and uncertainty in its wake.
Your heart raced, conflicted emotions swirling within you like a tempest. It was a bittersweet gesture, filled with affection and desire, but also tinged with the knowledge of the boundaries that had been crossed. At that moment, the weight of your choices and their consequences hung heavily upon your shoulders.
As you pulled away from the embrace, a mixture of gratitude and unease flooded your being. The complexity of the situation became even more apparent. It was a crossroad, a moment where you had to decide which relationships to prioritize and the impact of your actions on those you cared about.
With a heavy heart, you watched Jaehyun get back to his car, his presence lingering in your thoughts. The echoes of the night resonated within you.
Closing the door behind you, you stood alone in the quiet of your home. The boundaries of your friendships had been tested.
How could Jaehyun and Sarah betray each other in such a way? And why did you have to get dragged into the picture? Guilt gnawed at your conscience.
The glow from your phone screen caught your attention. It was a message from Johnny, a simple yet deeply caring question: "Did you get home safe, baby? I’m on my way to you already" The term of endearment made your heart flutter.
The contrasting emotions of the evening surged within you, creating a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. Jaehyun’s touch still lingered, the weight of his actions pressing against your conscience. And yet, Johnny's message served as a grounding force, a reminder of the love you had with him.
Your mind raced as you contemplated how to respond. Part of you yearned to pour out the complexities of the evening, to share the turmoil that had taken hold of your heart. But another part of you hesitated, fearful of making Johnny think that you had betrayed the trust and connection you had built with him.
In the end, you chose to respond with a simple yet reassuring message: "Yes, I'm home safe baby. thanks for asking, are you close??" It was a way to acknowledge his concern and to convey that you were physically safe, without delving into the emotional turmoil that had unfolded.
As you hit send, a sense of guilt washed over you. You knew that secrets were corrosive to relationships, and the weight of the unspoken weighed heavily on your conscience.
Taking a deep breath, you resolved to confront the complexity of your emotions head-on.
As the weight of the evening's events continued to bear down on you, a profound longing for the comfort and solace of Johnny's presence overwhelmed your senses. The internal turmoil left you yearning for his loving embrace, the reassurance that only he could provide.
Unable to ignore the depth of your emotions any longer, you found yourself typing out another message to Johnny. The words flowed from your fingertips, carrying the raw vulnerability that consumed your being. "My love, I need to tell you something and it can’t wait, pls tell me you’re literally at the door :("
In that moment, it wasn't just the physical act of being in Johnny's arms that you craved—it was the emotional refuge that he offered. His hugs had always been a balm for your soul, a source of comfort that could ease the most burdensome of thoughts. It was in his embrace that you found solace and a sense of belonging.
As you hit send, a mix of anticipation and anxiety coursed through you. You hoped that Johnny would understand the urgency and depth of your plea, recognizing the vulnerability that compelled you to reach out immediately a second time.
With each passing second, you anxiously awaited his response, your heart beating in rhythm with the ticking clock. The silence seemed interminable, the weight of your own emotions threatening to drown out the world around you.
And then, just as doubt began to creep in, a familiar chime cut through the air, signaling the arrival of a message from Johnny. The screen illuminated with his words of reassurance and love, providing a lifeline for your aching heart. "your man is here baby".
As you welcomed your boyfriend, you jumped to embrace him in a warm, comforting hug, one that you needed the most. The weight of the evening's events began to lift, replaced by a sense of security and love. His laughter filled the room, serving as a gentle reminder that you were not alone in navigating the complexities of life and relationships.
Together, you made your way to bed, seeking the solace of shared intimacy. As you nestled into the comfort of the covers, you knew that Johnny was the only person you could confide in about the events that had unfolded. With him, there was an unspoken trust.
You began narrating the events of the past week, from the moment Jaehyun entered your life with his troubled relationship to the intense car ride and the conflicting emotions that had left you feeling wounded by it all.
The anguish in your voice was evident as you lamented the pain of being treated like a mere object and the disappointment that came from those you had trusted betraying your friendship. The thought of Jaehyun, the boyfriend of your best friend, crossing boundaries with you weighed heavily on your conscience, and you asked Johnny for forgiveness for allowing it to happen.
“I don't know, Johnny. It's just...everything with Jaehyun and Sarah. It's all been so overwhelming.” You sighed.
“It's just been a lot to process. Like, I never expected Jaehyun to come to me for help with his relationship problems. And then there's the whole thing with people saying Sarah is cheating on him with you...it's just a mess.”
His furrowed brows and slightly parted lips revealed his dumbfounded state.
"Wait, what?" Johnny's voice held a note of genuine bewilderment. He couldn't help but feel a rush of confusion as he tried to reconcile the events you were describing with the relationship he knew he had with you.
As you continued, mentioning the rumors about Sarah cheating on her boyfriend with him, Johnny's eyes widened in disbelief. His mind raced, attempting to make sense of how such unfounded rumors could have circulated. It was clear that he was taken aback, not just by the situation itself, but also by the fact that people could even suggest such a thing.
His eyes locked onto yours, searching for a thread of understanding. "Sarah and me? Cheating?" His voice held a mix of disbelief and genuine innocence. "I mean, she’s your best friend, I think she’s nice, but I've never had any kind of romantic ~thing~ with her. I don't know where that shit’s coming from."
“I know, Johnny. That's why I love what we have. There's no one else I have ever trusted more than you.” — “and it pains me because all this week I’ve been beating myself up for not telling everyone that you’re mine, if I had done that simple action, none of this would have happened.”
But as you continued, recounting the intensity of the car ride and the pain you felt from being betrayed by someone you considered a friend, Johnny's brows furrowed. The pain in your voice resonated with him, the depth of your emotions hitting close to home.
Your words hung in the air, a tangible weight that both of you felt deeply. And then, when you asked for his forgiveness, for letting that happen.
A mixture of surprise and sadness washed over Johnny's features. He gently reached out, his fingers lifting your chin so that your eyes met his.
"Hey," he said softly, his voice a gentle reassurance. "You don't need to ask for my forgiveness. You've done nothing wrong. You're not responsible for other people's actions, and you definitely don't have to say sorry for our relationship, remember I agreed to this too."
“We’re not at fault for all the mistakes your friends are making.”
He hated that you felt like that and even realized that he loved you more than he thought when he reminisced about the part when you told Jaehyun that you would never imagine breaking your partner's trust.
“Johnny. I don't know what I'd do without you.”
He wrapped his arms around you and said “You don't have to worry about that. I'm not going anywhere baby.” — “No one has ever placed such unwavering trust in me before. Thank you for not believing what everyone was saying about Sarah and me.”
As the moonlight gently spilled into the room, the ambiance was serene, creating an atmosphere charged with anticipation. Your heart pounded, echoing in your ears, you were sat on the edge of the bed.
Your eyes locked with Johnny's. In that moment, it felt as if time ceased to exist, and all that mattered was the connection between you.
Your conversation had been filled with intense emotions, revealing the depths of your love for each other. It had been a delicate dance of vulnerability. The tension between you grew with every word shared, until it reached its peak, and the both of you knew without a doubt that this was the moment you had been waiting for all week.
Johnny, with eyes that glimmered with affection, moved closer to you, his hand instinctively brushing against yours. You could feel the heat radiate from his touch, enveloping you in a comforting embrace. Your fingers delicately intertwined, the electricity between them intensified, creating an invisible force that drew you closer together.
When Jaehyun's hand enveloped yours, there was an air of tension, an undercurrent of fickleness that seemed to color the interaction. The touch left you feeling unsettled, a sense of discomfort gnawing at your thoughts. The weight of his actions created an atmosphere of unease, one that was difficult to shake off.
In contrast, when Johnny held your hand, the sensation was entirely different. His touch was gentle yet firm, a silent promise of support and unwavering love for you. The warmth that radiated from his grasp was a balm for your soul, a reminder that you were not alone in facing whatever was thrown at you. It was a touch that spoke volumes, conveying his devotion and understanding without the need for words.
With Johnny, everything felt like —a tangible expression of the love and trust you shared. His touch exuded a sense of safety, an assurance that you were cherished and protected. The way his fingers intertwined with yours felt like an unspoken vow, a reminder that he was there to stand by your side through thick and thin.
Jaehyun's touch left you questioning his intentions, while Johnny's touch reaffirmed your bond. The contrast between the two experiences illustrated the power of genuine connection versus superficial gestures.
In that instance, your gazes became magnets, irresistibly pulling them toward each other. Your lips inches apart, you nervously shared breaths, your anticipation building with every passing second. You could feel the rise and fall of Johnny's chest, mirroring your own erratic heartbeat.
With bated breath, you closed your eyes, surrendering yourselves completely to the moment.
Your lips met, igniting a spark that could set the world aflame. It started slowly, a gentle exploration of passion, expressing more than mere words ever could. Your mouths moved together with a tenderness, a delicate dance that conveyed their longing, desire, and most of all, a profound love that had been waiting to be unleashed.
As your kiss deepened, your connection became more intense, an intertwining of souls. Every touch, every lingering caress, manifested your commitment to each other. Time stood still, and the rest of the world faded into the background, completely irrelevant in the face of your love.
You broke apart only when the need for breath became too strong, your foreheads resting against each other. You were breathless, your eyes searching each other for confirmation, for the knowledge that this night had sealed your fate together.
Johnny knew that this kiss was not merely a physical connection.
As you continued to hold each other, your hands instinctively explored, fingers gently tracing the contours of each other's backs. A soft sigh escaped your lips.
Your bodies molded together seamlessly, every curve and contour fitting as if you were two halves of a whole. In the warmth of the moment, an unspoken longing hung in the air. Your eyes met a connection sparking like a flame. Time seemed to slow, stretching the moment into eternity. And in that perfect stillness, both knew what was about to unfold.
Your lips brushed together in a tentative, feather-light touch, a whisper of a promise. The sensation sent shivers down his spine.
With a newfound urgency, your lips met properly once again.
This time with an intensity that mirrored the depth of your emotions. His kisses deepened, a symphony of desire and longing intertwining your souls. You lost yourselves in the exquisite dance of your mouths, tongues caressing and exploring, a sensual rhythm that spoke volumes of your shared passion.
The world around you ceased to exist as your bodies molded together. Hands roamed with fervor, fingers tangling in hair, tracing the contours of backs, and gripping onto each other as if you were afraid to let go.
You leaned back against the pillows behind you with a contented smile. Johnny couldn't resist reaching out to trace the curve of your neckline with his finger, causing you to shiver pleasantly. His hand lingered there for a moment longer than necessary, taking in the softness of your skin and the rapid rise and fall of your chest.
You closed your eyes, savoring the warmth spreading throughout your body as Johnny's touch ignited a fiery sensation within you. You bit your lip gently, trying to suppress the moan that threatened to escape from your throat.
Across the room, Johnny watched in awe as your expression transformed from calm serenity to burning desire right before his very eyes. His heart raced with anticipation, eager to explore the depths of emotion that lay hidden behind those captivating brown eyes.
"Baby," he whispered hoarsely, reaching out to cup your face in his hands. "Do you want me right now?"
You nodded without hesitation, your lips parting slightly to reveal the soft pink flesh inside. Johnny couldn't resist the urge to dip his head forward and capture those lips with his own, kissing you deeply and passionately until you both lost track of time.
He could feel your breath coming faster and shallower, your chest rising and falling against his own.
Your eyes remained closed, lost in the ecstasy of his kisses as he trailed them down your jawline to your neck. He suckled gently at the tender skin there, eliciting a soft moan of pleasure from your lips.
In response, Johnny grew bolder, exploring the contours of your body with his hands. He slid them underneath your shirt, tracing the curves of your waist and hips before moving higher up to stroke the sensitive flesh above your breasts.
You let out a sharp intake of breath, arching your back as waves of pleasure coursed through your body.
Johnny paused for a moment, savoring the sight of your bared torso quivering with excitement. Then, with a determined smile, he unfastened the clasp of your bra and pushed it aside, revealing two perfect mounds that trembled enticingly before him.
His lips parted hungrily as he captured one nipple between his teeth, suckling hard until it stood erect under his tongue.
You writhed restlessly against him, whimpering softly as you arched your back even further. Johnny moved on to your other breast, lavishing equal attention upon it, eliciting cries of delight and helpless arousal from your lips. Your breath came faster still, the soft rise and fall of your chest intensifying your need for him.
The sounds of your mutual desire filled the otherwise silent room, creating an erotic scenery that only heightened the intensity of this very moment.
Unable to contain himself any longer, Johnny took your hands in his own, lifting them to guide you toward the edge of the bed. With gentle precision, he helped you lie down beside him, your delicate frame curving gracefully into the indentations left behind by his body. Your hearts thundered wildly in sync, a rhythm that spoke volumes about the passion burning within you both.
A shudder ran through you as you stretched your legs wide apart, inviting Johnny to come closer.
Your gaze locked once again, conveying a mixture of desire and tenderness. Johnny lowered himself carefully between your thighs, his muscular form seeming larger and more powerful now in comparison to your figure.
Slowly, he began to move his hands along your thighs, causing your breath to catch in your throat. Every touch sent shivers of anticipation through your nerves, awakening feelings of raw, unbridled passion you hadn't experienced before.
Gently, Johnny positioned himself between your spread legs, the heat from his body seeping into yours. He studied you, noticing your breath become shorter and shallower as he drew nearer. Reaching out slowly, he cupped your heat, finding it wet and swollen with desire. You gave a small gasp of surprise, breaking your eye contact briefly. Johnny smiled to himself, knowing he was about to give you a night you would never forget.
His fingers found your entrance, and he teased you with a soft, circular motion around your core.
He watched your reaction closely; the playful dance of emotions on your face, the way your brow furrowed in concentration, your cheeks flushing red with arousal. With each movement, he brought you closer to the precipice of ecstasy without quite letting you fall over the edge.
Your breath came in short, shallow gasps as your body quivered with anticipation. Your eyes met his, silently begging him to bring you to completion. Johnny nodded subtly, acknowledging your desires.
Slipping his fingers effortlessly into your folds, he gently massaged your clit, applying just the right amount of pressure to send waves of pleasure coursing through your body. You arched your back, gripping tightly onto the sheets as you let out a low moan of pure euphoria. You could hardly believe the intensity of the sensations building inside you; the warmth of Johnny's touch combined with the exquisite tingling in your core was beyond anything you could have ever imagined.
With every thrust of his fingers, your breath hitched deeper, your body aching for release. Giving in to your instincts, you shifted your hips, encouraging Johnny to increase the pace and pressure of his touch. His eyes narrowed with satisfaction, knowing that he was bringing you closer to the peak of ecstasy.
Moans escaped your lips with increasing frequency as you neared the brink. The power dynamics shifted ever so slightly, now giving you control over him.
With newfound confidence, you guided Johnny's hands and mouth expertly, ensuring that every touch was precisely where you desired.
Johnny could see the fire blazing in your eyes, mirroring the inferno raging within him. The connection you shared seemed almost supernatural—a bond fueled by your undeniable chemistry and deep respect for one another.
Johnny gazed into your eyes, his expression a mix of adoration and reverence. He pulled you into a tender embrace, your bodies still entwined as if reluctant to let go of the intimacy you had just shared.
In the silence that followed, the weight of the week's chaos seemed to dissipate, replaced by the tranquility of the present moment. The contours of your bodies fit together perfectly, like two pieces of a puzzle finding their rightful place.
The following week you had invited your friends for a casual evening of dinner and drinks at your place. Sarah and Jaehyun were the first to arrive, finding Johnny already there, making himself comfortable by the kitchen island. The four of you chatted, sharing snippets of your week. Most importantly Sarah and Jaehyun mentioned they were still together, still working through things, and Johnny playfully teased them about ‘couple goals’. All you wanted was to land a smack to the back of your boyfriend's beautiful head.
Danielle and her boyfriend joined the gathering next, their laughter blending seamlessly with the lively atmosphere. Mark, being fashionably late, arrived with an armful of drinks, causing cheers and applause from the group. The evening unfolded with everyone having a great time, enjoying the drinks, praising your cooking as you gave the finishing touches to dinner. The cozy ambiance, the clinking of glasses, and the laughter filled your home with warmth.
Seizing the perfect moment when the joy was at its peak, you decided it was time. You took a deep breath, looking around at the faces of your closest friends, each one dear to you in their unique way.
“Guys, I actually been wanting to tell you something" you began, a playful smile dancing on your lips. Johnny, sitting beside you, squeezed your hand under the table in silent support.
Before you could go on, Mark chimed in and said "Oh my god, you're pregnant."
Getting everyone to laugh, Johnny being the one laughing the loudest, but as everyone kept giggling their eyes were starting to show concern.
"Jesus Mark, I wouldn't be drinking if I was," you replied, joining in the laughter. Johnny playfully nudged Mark, adding, "Man, you just killed the surprise."
Jaehyun, couldn't resist chiming in, "Well, I would’ve loved one of those gender reveal’s you see on TikTok. Like color bombs or confetti falling from the ceiling. But I guess a quiet dinner is nice too."
The momentary diversion diffused your tension, and now, with everyone still chuckling, the atmosphere held a perfect balance between humor and anticipation. It was the ideal setting for letting your friends know you’ve been keeping a secret from them for months.
"Johnny and I have been seeing each other for a while now."
A ripple of surprise and realization spread across your friends' faces. Sarah, Danielle, Jaehyun and Mark exchanged glances, the puzzle pieces falling into place. Johnny grinned, his affectionate gaze fixed on you.
"On a serious note, though," you began, glancing around at each of your friends, "I need to say something before anything else. I know we've been keeping this a secret for a while, and I understand if that felt a bit... I don't know, like we were excluding you. But believe me, it was never about that. Johnny and I just wanted to make sure what we had was real before bringing it out into the open."
Johnny nodded in agreement, his eyes reflecting the same sincerity. "Yeah, we wanted it to be solid between us. Not that we doubted, but, you know, it's different when it's just the two of us."
You could sense a shift in the atmosphere, a comprehension in your friends' eyes. Sarah and Danielle exchanged a look, a silent conversation passing between them. Jaehyun, though still wearing a playful smile, showed a glimmer of understanding.
"I get it," Mark said, raising his glass, "We've all been there in different ways. Here's to keeping things real and, apparently, a surprise that's not a baby."
As the initial shock wore off, your friends began bombarding Johnny with questions and teasing remarks. He fielded them with a good-natured laugh, a perfect balance of humor and sincerity. Amid the banter, he leaned over to whisper in your ear, "Totally worth it, don't you think?" You nodded, feeling the shared joy of revealing your relationship to the world, or at least your cherished friend group.
"I can’t believe you guys have kept this ‘secret’ for so long" Danielle grinned, her excitement contagious. "Spill!, how did it happen? And why the secrecy? I need the tea!”
Johnny chimed in, his tone playful, "What do you mean 'secret'?" He made air quotes with his fingers, a mock-innocent expression on his face. "Were we that obvious?”
"Well, 'secret' might be a bit of an exaggeration," you replied, emphasizing the air quotes. "But, yeah, we did keep it on the down-low for a while. As for how it happened..." You exchanged a conspiratorial glance with Johnny, a playful smile tugging at the corners of your lips.
Johnny leaned back, feigning surprise. "Wait, are you telling me we're a secret couple? I thought we were just being cool and mysterious."
A few days ago, you and Johnny sat in your favorite spot at the park, a hidden alcove shaded by vibrant greenery. The sunlight filtered through the leaves, casting a warm glow on both of you.
You took a deep breath, your hands tingling with anticipation. "Johnny, I think it's time we tell our friends about us," you suggested, eyes meeting his.
Johnny, always the joker, raised an eyebrow. "Tell them what? That we share the same taste in sandwiches? They already know that."
You chuckled, nudging him playfully. "No, I mean about us being together."
He feigned surprise, widening his eyes dramatically. "Together? When did that happen?" he teased.
You rolled your eyes, but there was a playful glint in them. "You knew the moment you laid eyes on me," you said, recalling that day when sparks seemed to fly between you two.
Johnny grinned, his expression softening. "Yeah, I did." He took your hand. "But seriously, why now? Why not keep it our little secret?"
You sighed, looking at the intertwined fingers. "Because, Johnny, our love is something to be shared. And, to be honest, I'm tired of not being able to jump at you when we’re around our friends. Do you have any idea how hard it is to keep my hands to myself?"
Johnny's eyes widened, and then a mischievous grin spread across his face. "Oh, so you've been dying to jump at me, huh?"
"Maybe. And I think it's time everyone knows about it."
Johnny laughed, squeezing your hand. “Alright, alright. But how do we make it interesting? We can’t just drop it like that.”
You pondered for a moment, “What if we pretend like we were keeping it a secret to make sure it was real? You know, build up the suspense.”
Johnny laughed, nodding in approval. “I like it. Adds a bit of drama. Frees us from the guilt. Let’s do it. But just so you know, I knew it was real the moment I laid eyes on you.”
"So, how long have you been keeping this from us?" Jaehyun asked, with a forced grin.
Johnny threw an arm around your shoulders, grinning. "Well, you see, we're ancient. Been together forever now."
Jaehyun chuckled, "Come on, give me a real answer."
You shared a conspiratorial look with Johnny before revealing, "Alright, fine. It's been a few months."
Jaehyun raised an eyebrow, "Months? Impressive."
Johnny said, “Yeah, that’s long enough to know secrets aren't always worth sharing." The atmosphere crackled with unresolved history, a quiet battlefield where the scars of unspoken words fought for acknowledgment.
"Clearly," Jaehyun replied, "I'm happy for you two.”
The memory of Jaehyun's words and actions lingered in the air, unspoken yet palpable. Johnny's demeanor remained tinged with passive-aggressiveness, a silent reproach echoing the discomfort from that night.
Feeling Johnny's tension rising, you discreetly pinched his leg under the table, a silent plea for him to keep his cool around Jaehyun. Surprisingly, instead of reacting, he responded with a subtle kiss on your temple, a quiet reassurance that he had everything under control.
Mark raised an eyebrow and asked, "So, are you two going to share the story of how you met? I remember Johnny just spawned in our lives, and we all had to act like it was the most normal thing in the world.”
Sarah leaned forward with a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Don't leave out any juicy details.”
"So, there I was, being all mysterious in this café, attempting to look like I was doing something important on my laptop—typical Johnny stuff, you know?"
He glanced at you with a smirk, "And then, in she walked, like sunshine in human form. Now, you'd think fate would be on my side, but no, she didn't even notice me. Can you believe it? The great Johnny, overlooked. But here's the thing, I loved the challenge. It wasn't about being the center of attention; it was about grabbing her attention."
Taking a sip of his drink, Johnny continued, "So, I'm there, crafting my plan to make a grand entrance into her life, and she's completely unaware. Classic love story, right? Except, in my version, I'm the hero with a laptop."
Cue a teasing grin, "I finally get the guts to talk to her, and we start chatting about everything—our favorite movies, embarrassing childhood stories, you name it. But here's the secret sauce: I intentionally spilled coffee on myself just to make her laugh. And folks, it worked like a charm. Nothing like a stained shirt to break the ice."
He winked at you, "Now, fast forward through the laughter and coffee-stained confessions, and there it was—the moment. I realized I was in trouble, deep trouble. I was in love. But did I confess right then and there? Nah, I played it cool. Who falls in love at a café, right?"
He leaned in conspiratorially. "When she excused herself to go to the restroom, I texted our group chat, 'Guys, I think I'm in trouble.'”
"But let me tell you, that ordinary Tuesday was the day my life got an upgrade. And here's the thing, she still doesn't know about the intentional coffee spill. So, shh, it's our little secret. That’s how Johnny fell for the girl who could make him spill coffee on himself and still think he's the coolest guy around."
"And the secrecy," Johnny added, "that was mostly her idea. She wanted to make sure I wasn't just blinded by her dazzling personality."
You shot him a playful glare. "Oh, please. You were the one making jokes about wanting to make sure it was real before telling people. Mr. 'I knew it was real the moment I laid my eyes on you.'"
Amidst the laughter and teasing, Johnny leaned back, crossing his arms with a dramatic sigh. "Well, I had to play it cool, you know? Didn't want you to think I was head over heels from day one."
"Too late for that," you interjected, earning a mock offended look from Johnny.
Sarah recalled. "Remember the time we all went hiking, and you two disappeared for like an hour?"
Johnny grinned, mischief dancing in his eyes. "Oh, that? Just appreciating nature, you know."
Danielle, ever the curious one, raised an eyebrow, "What about that time you both disappeared during the beach on the 4th? We thought you got lost.”
Leaning back with a smirk, she added, "I also remember that rooftop dinner you invited us to. You guys just disappeared to 'check on dessert’.
Johnny shrugged, a playful smirk on his face. "Can you blame me? She looked way too good to resist.”
"I can't count the number of times we'd be at a party, and you two would vanish into thin air. Once, I even caught you sharing a jacket. Classic move, by the way.”
Jaehyun, feigning innocence, added his piece, "And the cafe, the one where you both supposedly 'met by chance'? Yeah, right. I remember walking in on you two in the middle of what seemed like a deep conversation."
You laughed, "We were just in the middle of choosing the right coffee blend, right babe?” Leaning into your boyfriend’s chest.
Mark's innocent demeanor cracked into a confused expression. "Man, you got me good. I thought you two were just really good friends, like the 'know-each-other's-favorite-snack' level of friendship."
Johnny chuckled, "Well, we are that too. Just with a few extra layers, you know? Keeps things interesting."
Sarah playfully nudged Mark, "Oh, come on, Mark. You didn't see the signs? The stolen glances, the synchronized laughter, the subtle touches? It was practically a rom-com in the making."
Mark scratched his head, looking at you both with newfound realization. "Wait, so all those times you guys were conveniently sitting next to each other, sharing food, and finishing each other's sentences... that was more than just friendship?"
Johnny laughed, giving you a teasing look. "Mark, my man, you're catching on. Took you a while, but you got there."
You playfully nudged Johnny and stood up. You went to hug Mark and say, "Don't blame our baby, he's not a hopeless romantic like us, that's all."
Mark chuckled and returned the hug. "Well, I guess I'm witnessing the birth of a romance expert here."
Your boyfriend joined the joke, "Don't worry, Mark, we'll give you some lessons. Relationship 101 with Johnny."
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Chapter 12: The Mess We Made
PAIRING: Lee Know! X fem!reader
GENRE(S): college au, smut, angst
WARNINGS: Mentions of violence and abuse, depression, self harm, eating disorders etc.. mentions of blood, swearing, smoking, smut [ dirty talk, oral; giving and receiving, choking, spanking, praising, degradation, pet names, sometimes Minho is a dick :)
SUMMARY: "Do you remember what you told me the first time we met?"
"What?"
"You said; Always leave people a little better than you found them" he looked at the floor with a small smile for a few seconds and then his eyes found mine. "You really annoyed me when we first met. I envied your optimism and excitement for life. But each time I saw you, I felt a certain thrill. You made me angry, you made me laugh., you made me feel everything. Something about you made me feel a little more alive each time. I know I fucked up and I know I'm an asshole but I'm also brutally in love with you."
One year ago today Chan was running around my apartment, anxiously changing from a variety of dress shirts and pants. I remember how big this event was for him and how nervous he was about going for the first time, since back then he only knew the boys just a couple of months. This year things are different.
To say that I was anxious about going is an understatement and thank fucking god that Emma let me borrow one of her dresses cause I probably wouldn't have gone otherwise. Emma grew up in a quite wealthy family, she attended one of the best private schools in the area, and that involved many fancy parties and proms. So she has a good amount of nice, long dresses.
Unlike Emma, I was invited last minute and not by the person I would like, either way, I'm happy that Jeongin invited me the night we hang out. In Seungmin's family apparently, it's a tradition to host a Christmas Eve dinner party, and was a massive deal for him growing up. His nights before Christmas were filled with fancy dresses and suits, people drinking a shit tone of champagne, and 5-star catering employees walking around with plates of foods too small to be that expensive while classical Christmas music played in the background. During the last few years that he's been living on his own, he decided to carry on his family tradition and this year is no exception. I was kind of excited, I have to admit, it's not every day that I get to wear a fancy-ass dress and act like I'm not a broke college student that can barely keep her shit together. The one thing that I was stressing about was the fact that you had to bring a date. Of course, Seungmin told me that it would be completely okay if I show up alone but honestly, it will feel a little pathetic going solo, especially since he's going to be there. A small part of me wanted him to ask me that night. I waited and waited until the second I got out of his car but he never did. Moments from yesterday have been playing through my mind on repeat, like a film from an old movie, bits and pieces of the way he look at me and how the way his smile made the night sky a little brighter. I didn't expect him to call or text but still, since I woke up every time a notification would pop up a part of me hoped it was him. I'm both scared and curious to see how he's gonna act tonight but I know that if he acts like nothing happen it's gonna hurt just a little more this time.
Chan, Hyunjin, and Felix offered to be my dates yet I said no to all three of them. Everyone knows that we're friends and if I showed up with one of them as my date it would mean that I wasn't able to find someone else. Which is true, finding someone who's willing to come as your date to a nice Christmas Eve party is harder than I thought. When Kai offered to be my date after overhearing me complain to Hyunjin about not having one I was extremely reviled. I like Kai, he's pretty chill and I feel like he's going to be a great date, plus everyone knows him. Emma is going with Seungmin obviously, while Chan, Hyunjin, and Felix are all going solo, probably in hopes of getting laid.
I smoothen the front of my dress as we step into the elevator. The dress Emma gave me is breathtaking. It's a deep, dark shade of red that contrasts with the paleness of my skin perfectly and the satin fabric falls loose around my body yet tight enough in the right places in order to hug my curves perfectly. The straps are thin, not offering much support to my breasts, but thankfully Emma and I have similar chests so the cups of the dress are enough. My whole back is bare, the fabric starting from the top of my ass and hitting the ground while the big cut that's starting from the middle of my thigh, exposed almost my whole leg. I kept my makeup natural, letting the dress and the deep red that painted my lips do all the work. On any other occasion, I would've perfectly straightened my hair, but his compliment from last night tickled the side of my brain, so I let my long, thick brown curls fall all over my shoulders and down my back.
I bounced my right leg up and down, the sound of my heels clicking against the floor of the large elevator filling the small space.
"Can't you just relax?" Emma touched up the sides of her nude, glossy lips with the tip of her finger in the elevator mirror. She is dressed in a white, tight, strapless dress that makes her figure look almost fake. The way her boobs are pushed upwards and the way the fabric of the dress is so tight around her waist make her body look incredible, offering her an hourglass shape.
"Yeah, you've been fidgeting the whole way here." Kai adds, leaning against the wall with hands in his pockets. He's wearing a simple black suit with a dark red tie to match my dress, which I find really thoughtful and cute. His dirty blond hair is messily styled, yet somehow he managed to look like a runway model.
"I've never been in anything like this before." I mumble but in reality, that's not the reason I've been on edge since I woke up. It's not the people that are gonna be there, it's not the fancy setting or the nice clothes. It's him. It's the fact that he's going to be there, and the irritating feeling deep inside me that he's not going to be alone.
Kai pushes himself off the wall just as the elevator doors over. "You look stunning, relax." He leans in my way, his tone just a little lower than before.
I exhale, forming a small smile and we exit the elevator.
"It's going to be so much fun!" Emma squeals, fastening her step down the hall. "I'm so excited!"
We reach their door and Emma rings the doorbell. I feel my palms sweating already, my fingers playing with each other nervously. Kai shoots me a glance before resting his hand on my lower back, his fingers brushing my hip.
The door opens.
Seungmin's eyes go wide, the rest of his face staying completely still. "You're kidding." His gaze travels along her body.
Her smile goes wide, her whole face blushing. "You like it?"
He clears his throat. "There are people here." His tone drops so that only we are able to hear him. "So I can't really express myself properly. "
I hold my laugh. They're so freaking cute.
He opens the door further. "Please, come in."
The apartment is brighter than ever, with beautiful chandeliers hanging from the ceiling, crystals reflecting the light perfectly down on the crowd of people talking and slow dancing in the middle of the massive living room. All the furniture has been removed, the couch, the armchairs, the tables, everything, leaving the space empty and open. I can count almost 30 people here, and I can't help but let my eyes stare in awe at all the beautiful dresses and outfits. It's like a ball straight out of a movie, with slow music playing in the background, the food, the drinks, and the people, it's incredible.
"Oh, my god baby..." Emma whispers, wrapping her arm around Seungmin as we walk further into the apartment.
"Don't worry, " He says, sensing how nervous all 3 of us suddenly are. "Everyone here is in my inner circle, just close friends and family. All the guys are already here, as well."
Em's feet freeze. "Family?"
A soft smile overtakes Seungmin's lips. "Come with me."
We watch as he drags her further into the crowd, disappearing.
"Well," Kai turns to me. "Shall we go find the others?"
"I'm gonna need a drink first." I chuckle nervously.
Kai looks around, locking eyes with one of the waiters walking slowly between the people, offering them a glass of champagne, and motions for him politely to come our way.
"Champagne?" The blond waiter offers with a sweet smile.
I curl my fingers around a glass, lifting it off his tray. "Thank you."
He nods politely and walks away.
"I see them," Kai says close to my ear. "Let's go."
He takes my hand in his, leading the way to the end of the living room, near the massive windows, that offered an incredible view of the night city. All of them are standing there in a circle talking amongst themselves. Chan's eyes spot us and I can't help but smile at his expression.
"No way." He shakes his head, not believing his eyes. His comment makes everyone's head snap in our direction.
"Holy shit!" Hyunjin's eyes go wide, the glass of champagne freezing inches away from his mouth.
"What can I say?" Kai lifts his free hand, shrugging with a smug expression. " I might have the hottest date in the whole party."
"Shut up." I roll my eyes, his comment making heat spread all over my face.
Chan inches forward, looking at me from head to toe. "You look unreal." He takes my hand, pulling me away from Kai's grip and spinning me into a circle. "Wow."
I can't help but giggle a little.
"No seriously," Hyunjin moves to stand next to Chan. "You look hot as fuck."
"Thank you guys." I nod at both of them, appreciating the way they always go out of their way to make me feel good about myself. "You don't look but yourselves."
Chan adjusts his black tie, making it a little tighter around his neck before rolling up the sleeves of his perfectly straight, white dress shirt, that I ironed a few hours ago after much begging from his part. With black dress pants, black boots, and his dark, messy curls styled just enough to look good but not preppy, he looks shockingly different. Hyunjin wears a similar outfit to Chan and with a face like his and the way his long, blonde hair falls just above his shoulders, he looks like a prince. I move my gaze behind them, noticing Jisung, Jeongin, and Changbin with Lia, who's apparently the only one with a date. I quickly realize that Minho and Felix are missing.
"Where's Felix and Minho?" I ask them as casually as I can.
I notice the small glance that they exchange before Hyunjin speaks up. "Smoke break." I simply nod and move to greet the rest of them.
"Oh, my gosh you look stunning!" I give her a quick hug.
She tugs her hair behind her ear, shyly. "Thank you, you look amazing too."
"Green?" I lift my eyebrow at Changbin's dark green suit.
"I don't like boring outfits." He smirks. "The room is full of them."
"Shut up, Shrek." Jisung rolls his eyes at his friend, pulling me into a hug.
"Hey," I mumble with a soft smile in the small space between his shoulder and his neck.
"I was waiting for you." He says.
"Too many people?"
He scoffs a laugh. "Too many fancy, important people and not enough alcohol to get me though. There are some people connected to my family here as well and let's say that I would rather not talk to them at all. " He explains.
I remember when Minho explained to me everything about Jisung's past and how he and Seungmin are connected but I mask my face and pretended not to know anything. "Really?"
"Yeah, I'll tell you another time."
"Okay." I touch his shoulder sympathetically.
"Hello, gorgeous." Jeongin pulls me in a small, side hug, his cologne hitting my nose immediately.
"Hi." I smile at his compliment.
"So you found a date?" He nods Kai's way, who's chatting with Chan and Hyunjin.
"More like the date found me." I shrug.
He takes a sip of his champagne. "Bummer."
"Bummer?" I lift my eyebrows. "Why?"
"I would've asked you if I knew you were available." He boldly states, his face natural and his eyes confident.
"What made you think I wasn't available when you told me about the party?" I reply, mirroring his confidence.
His face breaks into a smile, dropping his head a little lower. "Were you?"
His question almost feels challenging and makes me wonder if he knows anything about me and Minho.
I look away, into the crowd. "Jeongin, if you had asked me, I would've said yes." I reply instead.
I feel him taking a step forward. "Well, I'll remember that moving forward."
I don't know what to do or say besides simply smiling at him, his forceful approach taking me by surprise.
He lifts his half-empty glass of champagne towards me and I do the same, before drowning the remains of the bubbly liquid.
"May I steal her for a few minutes?" I feel Kai's hand resting on my back.
Jeongin brings his lips into a tight smile. "Of course, she's your date after all."
I let Kai lead me to the dance floor where a good amount of couples are slow dancing to a beautiful melody coming from the speakers. I place my hand comfortably on his shoulder and wrap the other one around his before we start swinging to the music.
"So," He drags the word. "You're switching to one of his best friends?"
I look at him confused. "What?"
"I thought Minho was the one you were going after." He lets go of my waist, spinning me 2 times before settling back into our previous position.
"I'm not 'going after' anyone." I straighten my back. "And to answer your question; no. Minho wasn't one."
"And Jeongin is?" He presses but not at all in a rude or angry way. His tone is light and conversational.
"Can't a girl just have fun?" I almost whine out loud.
"Oh, trust me you can have fun." He chuckles charmingly. "If having 3 guys running after you is your idea of fun."
Now it's my turn to chuckle. "That's not true."
He clears his throat. "You're right, 4."
I narrow my eyes at his hint of a smile. " I know I'm not your type."
He tightens his grip, pulling a little closer, my body pressing onto his. "No, you're not. But I would never say no to you."
That, I've known for a while. Chan had told me that Kai was interested in me months ago, yet despite him being breathtakingly handsome and a really nice guy, I wasn't ready to move on. I wasn't ready to hook up or mess around cause if I would have gotten involved with him, that's all our relationship would be.
"Ah," He purrs near my ear. "And that's the reason you would say no, to both me and Jeongin." I feel his head nod in the opposite direction, his words making my body freeze on his hands. "Don't look, it will make it too obvious."
I wanna look. I wanna look so bad. The desire to simply see him is so intense that it scares me and makes me feel like an addict wanting desperately to get his hit.
"Is he looking?" I whisper in his ear, even though I know Minho can't possibly hear me, and even though I somehow can feel his eyes burning at my exposed back.
"Yep. Intensely, may I add."
I don't move a muscle. "Is he alone?" I asked the question that's been eating me alive.
"Nope."
I exhale, and I try to stay relaxed, I try to keep dancing, pretending to be unbothered by his presence and honestly, my curiosity would have gotten the best of me if Seungmin's voice didn't echo through the speaker, interrupting the music and dancing.
"First of all, I would like to thank each and every one of you that decided to spend Christmas Eve here." He says into the mic, standing on top of the first few steps of their huge staircase, getting everyone's attention. Kai forces our movements to a halt but still keeps a hand on my waist as we stand, facing Seungmin just like everyone.
"This gathering means so much to me, and I'm really happy that I get to host my own version of my family's tradition along with all the people that matter most to me."
It's eating me up inside, an uncontrollable craving and a tightness in my chest. Just a look, a tiny little glance to satisfy my curiosity.
"To my bandmates, to my friends, to my family, and to my lovely girl." He lifts his glass and the whole room does the same. Emma stands in front of him, smiling like I've never seen her before.
Just a peek.
I turn my head to the right, slightly and carefully, with my glass lifted towards Seungmin but the rest of his speech fades into background noise the minute my eyes lock with his. I swear to god, if Kai wasn't holding my waist, my knees would have bugled.
There he was, standing a few meters away, looking simply breathtaking. And already looking at me. Looking at me with a spark in his eyes, a force, a look so dark that made my throat dry, and I couldn't look away, I couldn't take my eyes off him. He looks, unlike anything I've seen him before. He's dressed in black dress pants that make his thighs look mouthwatering and a simple black dress shirt with the first few buttons open, exposing his wide chest. His hair, for the first time ever, is styled, with the left side slightly pushed back while the right front part of his hair falls perfectly over his eye. He looks so magnetizing that I almost didn't notice the petite blonde clinging to his side, under his arm. Dressed in a black, skintight, long-sleeve dress, with a full face of makeup and full red lips.
He smirks, lifting his glass my way with a challenging nod.
"So please enjoy yourselves tonight, and let's welcome Christmas in the best way possible." I snap my eyes back to Seungmin, finally able to breathe. Everyone starts cheering and clapping and when the music started playing again, everyone went back to either dancing or talking almost themselves while enjoying the incredible food and drinks, but I can't move. Not when my mind is glued to the image of her next to him. Who is she? I've never seen her before.
"Do you want another drink?" Kai asks. "Maybe a stronger one?"
"Yes, please." I breathe, wanting nothing more than to be dragged away from the dance floor, and enjoy a strong gin tonic in the corner, where I can't even see him. I let Kai lead the way, with his hand placed on my lower back. We reach the bar, and spot Felix and Hyunjin talking.
"Y/n!" Felix's eyes widen. "You look incredible." He wraps his arms around my waist, lifting my feet off the ground.
A series of giggles escape me. "Put me down! You're drawing attention."
"Are you enjoying the party?" Hyunjin questions with a lift of his eyebrows and a small knowing smile.
Instead of answering, I lean into the counter closer to the bartender making the drinks. "One gin tonic, please. Strong."
Felix lets out a low whistle. "We'll take that as a no."
"I was enjoying my night just fine." I cross my hands, looking into the distance. They're still on the dance floor, her hands loose around his neck and his holding her waist, like they've never held mine. They move slowly to the music as they chat casually. It's hard to stop my eyes from narrowing at the way his face looks almost relaxed, with a light smile as he speaks.
"Staring at him won't work." Hyunjin jokes, copying my position, arms crossed, back leaning into the table.
Felix lets out a laugh.
"Your drink miss." The bartender pushes the glass my way and I take it in my hands, taking a sip immediately.
"Is something going on that I don't know about?" Felix gives me a look.
"Nope." I shake my head, continuing to sip my drink, not taking my eyes off them.
"Something is definitely going on." Kai copies my position as well.
"You can tell us." Hyunjin adds.
"Nothing's going on." I've drank almost half of my drink already. "And even if there was, I wouldn't tell any of you."
"Excuse me?" Felix says, giving me a glare from head to toe while Hyunjin places a hand over his heart.
"Oh, please!" I roll my eyes at their reactions. "You would run to Chan and give him a full presentation of what I'd said, and you know it."
"That's a lie." Felix points his finger at me. "Your secrets are always safe with us princess."
"Exactly." Hyunjin nods. "Even if it's about fucking one of Chan's best friends"
"It's not like that!" Hyunjin's words make my tone rise, feeling a sudden need to explain myself but they simply laugh. "And besides, Chan's my-" Speaking of the devil Chan makes his way toward us, with his hands casually in his pockets, walking through the crowd like he's 7 feet tall.
"Chan!" I greet him. "Hi."
"Hello, pretty lady." He offers me a broad smile, before turning his attention to Felix and Hyunjin. "I need some help."
"Why? What happened?"
"Seungmin's having some trouble with the cakes." He scratches the back of his neck, a habit of his. "For some reason, they couldn't be delivered here, so someone has to go and get them from the bakery, which closes in approximately," He checks his watch. "19 minutes."
"I'll come. " Felix offers immediately.
"Oh, my god, thanks man." Chan sighs in relief.
"No, problem." He sets his half-empty glass on the table. "We'll finish the conversation later." He sends me a wink.
"What conversation?"
Felix pushes Chan towards the door, chuckling. "Nothing mate, come on let's go."
. . . . . . . . .
I tried sneaking glances as much as I could, whether he was dancing with her, going to get a drink at the bar, or absolutely devouring the mini burgers, and he didn't find my eyes once. Even when he was talking with the rest of the boys and I stood only a few feet away, fully involved in the conversation as well, he never once addressed me. In fact, he didn't even look my way. At all. All night. He smiled and talked, and acted like nothing was going on, like he was fully comfortable with me being almost right next to him. Like nothing had happened. He was simply ignoring me the whole night, so successfully that it made pure rage grow inside me. At the fact that it was so each for him to do so, when I couldn't even breathe properly when he was near, at the way he smiled and talked and danced with her, and most importantly at the way he looked absolutely ravishing. Simply stunning.
My anger was growing and growing each second, each minute, each hour passing and I found myself at the bar more often than I should. The party was beautiful. The decorations, the music, the elegantly dressed people, everything. Kai did dance with me numerous times, and I also danced with Hyunjin and Jisung but at times like these when Kai is somewhere talking or smoking with the boys and Emma is busy playing hostess with Seungmin, I give myself a second to simply do some people watching, and fully take in this beautiful scene unraveling in front of me. Everyone is having a great time, Emma and Seungmin along with Changbin and Lia are currently on the dance floor, and the rest of the boys are chatting and laughing. Every single person in here, has a smile on their face, enjoying the moment, something I can't bring myself to do. Hell, even Minho has a hint of a smile on his face.
I drown my 4th glass of gin and tonic.
"Easy there tiger." Jisung takes the now-empty glass from my hand. "Someone's clearly not having fun."
"I am having fun." I scoff. "In fact, I'm having a great time, this party is amazing." I wave my hand around.
"Yes, it is." He smiles, focusing his eyes on me. "Are you okay, kid?"
It's weird how Jisung can always realize when something's wrong, but then again I don't think that I'm making a good job of hiding it.
"Can I ask you a question?" I ask back.
"Sure."
"Do you smoke?"
He blinks at my straightforward question. "Occasionally, yes. Why?"
"Can I have one?"
He blinks again. "Um," Another blink. "Are you sure?"
"Yes, I'm sure. Please." I press in a high-pitched tone when he appears to be looking around, probably for Hyunjin.
He sighs but reaches into his back pocket and pulls out a pack of cigarettes.
"For an occasional smoker, you sure are prepared." I tease.
He rolls his eyes at me with a smile. "Do you want it or not?" He holds a cigarette between his fingers.
My eyes light up and I immediately take it. "Yes please."
"I'd suggest you go somewhere else to smoke it." He lets his eyes trail around the room once again as if we're dealing right in front of 30 people, placing a lighter in my hands as well.
"Yes, I know." I hide the cigarette inside my palm. "Thanks, Jisung."
He gives me a short nod with a hint of hesitation in his big brown eyes and lets me walk away from him. My legs drag me up the stairs, making a turn to the only room I've ever been in this house. I open the big, glass door and exit the room, walking into the massive balcony. This time I don't climb the stairs to the roof, I walk further into the balcony until I reach the railing. It's a lovely night, perfect for Christmas Eve, the stars and moon lighting up the night sky and blending perfectly with the chilly atmosphere. I shiver, my bare shoulders moving inwards mechanically in an attempt to protect my body from the cold yet I don't wrap my arms around it, instead, I welcome the cold and let it lift the little hairs on my arms and spread goosebumps across my skin. Something about the cold air hitting me, this shivering feeling tingling my back, calms me down. It's like reality showering you in the best way possible, grounding you. I take the cigarette between my teeth, the red of my lips staining the edge and I circle my hand around it, lighting it up. The first inhale hits me hard, reminding me just how much I've missed it; the feeling of the sudden numbness in your brain unraveling and spreading everywhere in your body, and how suddenly with each inhale you feel more and more separated from the world around you. I let the moment sink in in my intoxicated mind, appreciating where I am right now and saving it. I know that my moment is gone when I hear the noise, the footsteps, and the door slamming, and even though I stay still, facing the night sky, hands resting on the railing, it doesn't take longer than 5 seconds to realize that it's him. Maybe it was his sweet vanilla scent mixed with a hint of cigarettes, that filled the air immediately or the way his light, slightly audible breathing sounded somewhat familiar, but I knew.
"Hello, Angel."
"Minho," I simply acknowledge him.
"I didn't know you had a tattoo on your back." He spoke in a low, controlled tone.
The corners of my mouth lift. "I have 5." I stay facing forward, pausing to take another drag of the cigarette and taking my time to exhale the smoke. "And there are many things you don't know about me."
"Like?" He starts walking my way, and I know that he has his hands in his pockets and a small smile is dancing on those beautiful lips, without having to look.
"You'll find out if you stop ignoring me."
My comment forced a chuckle out of him and suddenly he appears to my right with his back resting on the railing, facing me. When I move my eyes from the night sky to look at him, regret showers me from head to toe. I was right about the small smile but definitely not prepared for the way he looks at me through his long lashes. Having not made eye contact for most of the night, being here, and being looked at by him feels like the highlight of my night. And I hate it, almost as much as I hate the way my heart starts beating just a little bit faster.
His fingers come up, snatching the cigarette from between my own in such a swift movement, bringing it to his mouth. "Smoking doesn't look good on you, angel."
I admire how he moves the cigarette to his other hand, the one away from me, taking a drag of it midway and exhaling, and it's honestly crazy how attractive it is to me. "I don't care." I reply, trying to appear unbothered.
"Are you enjoying the dance?" He asks and if I didn't know any better, I would think that he actually cared but I recognize the irony in his voice.
"Of course, I am," I play along. "It's wonderful."
He drops his eyes to the floor. "I think I'm getting pretty good at realizing when you're lying."
My body stiffens. "I'm not lying." The party is wonderful...
"Well, I think you are." His words mix with the smoke as he exhales.
"And what makes you think that?" I further ask, holding eye contact for just a few seconds.
He shrugs. "Maybe it was the quite visible stiffness of your body the whole time, the constant frown that was plastered on those red lips, or the way too much drinking out of discomfort and nervousness. But I think it was probably the fact that you danced only up to 30% of your abilities thanks to that lame excuse of a partner you choose to drag along with you as a date." A small smile threatens to spread on his face, but he contains it.
"None of what you've just said is true," I try to brush him off, forcing myself to act like his words didn't affect me or how it scared me that everything he just said is in fact true. It makes me feel like I can't possibly hide from him, as if he can read me like an open book without even trying. "And don't talk shit about Kai, he's a great date and someone I actually know and have fun with."
His smile widened into a smirk. "Anna and I know each other for quite some time."
I stare into the sky again. "I didn't ask and I don't care."
"You didn't have to, I can see how it's been eating you up inside since you laid eyes on us." The confidence that laces his teasing tone makes me tense up and I feel his gaze on me as he continues.
Us...
"I saw the way you roamed your eyes from her head to her toes every chance you got, probably analyzing everything about her." He blows the last bit of the smoke before pressing the edge of the remaining cigarette on the railing and throwing it away. "It was easy to guess what was going through your mind, " He pushes himself off the railing and moves slowly, almost like a cat, circling around me and leaning closer and closer. "Questions, questions, so many questions, and doubts. I could almost feel you comparing every little thing about her to you." He stops behind me, his chest nearly touching my back yet still knocking the air out of my chest. I swallow hard, feeling his head moving to the side of my face, just above my shoulder.
"And honestly, I don't know what felt more entertaining to me; the fact that I could smell the jealousy out of you or the fact that you actually thought that she stands a chance next to you." He whispers, lips brushing against the cell of my ear and I'm on fire, from head to toe. He's suddenly close, so close, his scent hitting my nose, intoxicating my brain even more and memories of his hands on me and his body pressing against mine begin to dance around my head.
"Minho.." I try my best to sound stable, but my words come out breathy.
He pushes his face further into the curve of my neck, his lips traveling all around, brushing my skin. "What do you want angel?"
Such a dangerous question to ask when I feel like he has my body wrap around his finger without even touching it. "S-stop it. You can't do that."
His low chuckle against my skin sends a wave of vibrations all the way down to my core. "Can't?"
"Yes." I somehow find the strength to push my body away from his and turn to face him, resting my back against the railing for much-needed support. "You've been ignoring me the whole night, and now you wanna come and play games with me? That's not how it works." I cross my arms.
His face is now stripped of any playfulness, his features turning hard as he looks down at me. A moment of silence passes until he decides to speak. "I wasn't ignoring you."
I chuckle lightly. " Yes, you were. Completely."
He bites his bottom lip softly, eyes moving up and down my body fast. "I wasn't ignoring you, " He repeats. "I was trying to contain myself. There's a difference."
I feel my breath shaking at his words, and all I can do is stare at him, no words coming out.
He looks up, inhaling, tongue running over his bottom teeth as he steps forward. "You look fucking exquisite." He drawls. His hands grip the railing tight, trapping me. "My breath was yours the minute I laid eyes on you."
I can only hear my heart drumming against my chest, his words making me freeze. "I don't-"
A noise escapes him, almost like a growl. His nose bumps against mine gently, and his cigarette breath fills the small space between us. "You think I was enjoying watching him have his hands all over you?"
"It sure looked like it. " I whisper, looking up at him.
His eyes are dark, moving everywhere around my face before settling on my lips. "That was the point."
"Why is everything a game to you?" I can't help but whine.
He doesn't answer instead he brushes his lips against mine, taking my words and breath, and flashes me a look. His eyes warning me and asking me at the same time, and in a split second his lips are on mine. His mouth moved with so much power, so much force that it made my grip on the railing tighten as my knees almost gave up. It didn't take long before my mind caught up, making my own lips move against his with the same hunger and he hummed in response, satisfied. His cold hands cupped my jaw as his tongue began brushing aggressively against mine, demanding complete access which I was more than happy to provide. Our mouths danced together in a way that felt almost like a war, biting and sucking, nibbling and pulling, his hand traveled to my hair, grabbing a handful of my dark curls and forcing my head to tilt upwards, breaking the kiss with a choked moan. His mouth traveled to my jaw and down to my neck, leaving wet spots behind and marking my skin softly.
"You have no idea how hard it was for me to contain myself all night," He breaths out. "when all I wanted to do was bend you over and admire how hot the back of that dress would look as I fuck you from behind. "
A sound so desperate and needy ripped through my throat at his words, my body in shock and melting in his hands as he continues to devour my neck and chest, his mouth going everywhere.
"Minho.." I find the strength to whisper.
"Yeah, I know.." He groans against my skin.
"Someone could see us." I add.
He drags his lips from my neck back to my jaw, until his mouth is ghosting over mine again "I know," His eyes are hungry and wild. "don't care though."
I laugh under my breath. "We both know that's a lie."
"A lie?"
"Minho, you don't wanna be seen with me." I shake my head lightly. "Every time we're around people you act like a completely different person."
"It's not that angel." He exhales against my lips, brushing his nose against mine. His hands move slowly, from my jaw down my chest, his rough fingers toy with the thin straps of my dress before traveling down to my exposed cleavage. His eyes meet mine as he drags his fingers in between my breasts, making my nipples harden, the shape of them visible through the thin satin material. His mouth twists when he notices, his lips coming together hard. I feel my breath tremble as his hand passes from my stomach and doesn't stop. I switch my gaze from his hand to his eyes nervously while he stays focused on his movement, with eyebrows frowned. When his fingers brush over my core, I inhale sharply, holding my breath.
"God, it would be so satisfying to see just how wet you are for me right now." He lets out a low groan, smiling.
"I'm not." I swallow, tightening my jaw, looking at him dead in the eye.
His smile turns into a smirk, dark and wicked, that shakes me to my core and awakes a hunger deep inside me, making me wetter than I already was. "Let's check then shall we?"
Before I have any time to protest or do anything, he knocks my left foot with his, making my legs open enough for his hand to creep in from the opening of the dress that exposed my leg from my hip bone all the way down to my ankle.
"Minho!" My voice comes out more like a whine, the end of his name dying in my throat as his fingers waste no time, pulling my underwear to the side.
"Ah, shit." He hums in approval closing his eyes when his finger opens my folds, gently rubbing my clit and letting my wetness soak it. His smile grows as his teeth capture his bottom lip between them. "You're dripping baby."
I place my hands on his chest. "Please, s-stop."
"I don't think you want me to stop. Not when I can so easily do," His middle finger slides inside me, effortlessly. "This."
A moan leaves my lips, my head falling back at the unexpected pleasure.
His finger starts moving, fast and hard, making wet, sinful sounds mixed with my embarrassing whimpering fill the air.
"That's it, baby." He drags the words, in a low tone, attaching his lips once again against my jaw.
"Oh my god," I brokenly say, fisting his shirt. He slides another finger in with absolutely no warning, keeping the same brutally pleasurable pace and I feel my stomach tightening, the pleasure building and building. Everything has faded again, an effect that only he has on me, suddenly it's just me and him and I find myself not caring about where we are or who can see us as I let myself fall apart on his fingers.
His lips find mine, swallowing my gasps, in a sloppy kiss. "You feel so good around my fingers angel." His free hand comes up to cup my jaw, forcing my eyes to him, foreheads touching. "You think you can come for me? Huh?"
The way he speaks, so cockily and confidently, is challenging me and I hate how much the way he teases and handles my body, pushes me closer to the edge. This back-and-forth thing between us, this feeling, this rush of adrenaline that consumes me every time he's around is getting addictive and I want more and more. I want him more and more.
His fingers curled inside me, effortlessly finding that spot, and hitting it repeatedly. "S-shit."
"Found it." He says proudly in my ear, gently biting my earlobe, and if I wasn't currently on the verge of having an orgasm at a balcony, during Seunming's Christmas Eve party, I would have slapped that smirk off his face.
The knot in my stomach tightens, my legs begin to shake, and I feel like my heart is going to beat out of my chest, heat rising to my face. His thumb finds my clit, rubbing circles over it and the second he applies just the tiniest amount of pressure, I feel the pleasure creeping in.
"Minho, I'm g-gonna.." My orgasm hits me like a wave, my whole body going numb, gasps and moans of his name fall from my lips.
"There we go baby," He groans, connecting his forehead to mine again. "Ride it out." All of his digits move perfectly together, not slowing down even a tiny bit, as I make a mess of them. My eyes stay shut, still unable to breathe while the remains of my high still linger, the bliss still tingling my insides.
When he feels me relax, he pulls his fingers out, letting some of my release wet my inner thighs. I open my eyes slowly meeting his. He's grinning like a satisfied child, that got what he wanted.
"Well," He lifts an eyebrow, bringing his two fingers to his mouth and wrapping his full, pink lips around them, sucking them clean while holding eye contact. "That was lovely."
I blink and I swallow hard, and then blink again. Staring up at him, not really knowing what to say, my mind completely blank. "I- uhm.." I stutter, and it could be my head trying to wrap itself around what just happened or how the moonlight falls on his face perfectly, lighting up his big, brown eyes, but I struggle to form a sentence. His hair, a little messed up, probably from my hands, and his whole face, glowing, making me wish I could take a photo of him in this moment.
"I-I-uhm," He mocks, eyes moving all over my face. "Not knowing what to say; that's the 'Minho effect'. " He shrugs.
His words snap me out of my haze. "God, you're so arrogant." I push at his chest, making him stubble just a step, his shoulders shaking with laughter. I cross my arms, shaking my head at the boy in front of me. It's the second time, I've heard him laugh.
He bounces back to his previous spot, lowering his head a bit to catch my gaze, his eyes dark and beautiful. "Are you obsessed with me yet or should I try harder?"
I roll my eyes, fighting back a small smile, this playful and flirty side of his might be my favorite. It's making me wish we could stay like this forever. So close to each other, so open and relaxed. But sadly the nature of our relationship is nothing like that.
I open my mouth to answer but the shout of my name ripping through the air, makes me freeze.
Hyunjin.
He steps into the balcony, chest rising and falling so hard that he's visibly struggling to breathe. His face is covered with a thin layer of sweat and his hair is messily falling over his face as if he was repeatedly running his hands over them.
"Hyunjin?" My head snaps to him, but it's the look on his face, the panic in his eyes that makes my blood run cold, and my feet to take a step forward.
"We have a problem." He breaths out, hard.
"What is it?" Minhos takes a step forward as well, his body and face shifting completely, hardening, alarmed.
"It's Chan and Felix."
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The song "Suger Daddy" by Qveen Her by kinda reminds me of Auron and Rook in a way.
If possible could you do a one shot based on this song of Auron and Rook, if not that's fine.
-☯ Anon
Give me the card, please?
When Auron and Rook's relationship got out finally every magazine and paparazzi asked them if they were his sugar baby. They answered no obviously, they didn't really get gifts because they didn't want him to spend money on them. They fell in love for his personality not his money, plus the gifts they did get were full of thoughts of them and to their preference like if it was a clothing piece. The type of fabric, cutting, and size was tailor to them and if wasn't their preference he'd just buy another.
They thought it would give the public their fill on their relationship but no. Of course it didn't people are nosy, like these fucking trophy wives at this gathering. Rook was in a simple classic outfit that Auron made for them, matching set and it looked so sexy on the both of them. Rook didn't care what these people thought of them but these fucking ladies and men even kept asking them questions.
"Well how much does he spend on you?" Looking up and down the lady in front of them was decked in Gucci. Rook simply said enough to make them not look fake, unlike that ladies dress. It got them a huff and the lady walking away from them.
"Child he has all that money and you don't wanna use it?" Greedy eyes looked at them, these one piss Rook off. They told the man that they had so much money they didn't know what they wanted to use it on. Happens when your partner has so many comas in his bank and loves to spend it on you when you wish. His jaw got clenched at those words and simply nodded.
"By the way you act so coldly to us I'd think Auron simply has you to fuck." Everyone hushed at those words, Rook turned slowly and saw some nepo baby looking back at them. They seemed a year younger than them, Rook didn't even flinch as they got in their face. "Your not a sugar baby, your just a slut he gets to use when needed." Gasps and 'oh's' were heard as the crowd parted for Auron to come to Rook.
"Mrs. Goldburg, I think I misheard you. Did you just call my partner a shameful name?" Glaring down at the blonde copy and paste bitch who tried to look innocent. Her name, what was it again? Rook wondered as they downed their glass of champagne.
"Oh, your name is Aubrey. Aubrey Goldburg, your family has been doing business with Auron for a while, yes?" Questioning the younger woman as they gestured a bus boy to them to place their glass down. Aubrey, surprised Rook even known her name nodded watching their moves.
"You will no longer be working with us. A shame really, your father was a respectful man when I met him last year when making the contract. I actually was the one to introduce him to my lover." Nonchalantly saying as they took another glass from the bus boy they saw Aubrey blink rapidly.
"W...Wha-" She was cut off abruptly by her Father rushing to the scene. His face grew pale as he saw who was in the middle of the crowd with his daughter. Richard really needed her on her best behavior, but of course she had to act out in their family name.
"Aubrey, dear, what did you say to them?! Rook, my friend I deeply apologize to you for my daughter." Richard knew he needed to kiss ass so bad right now but also knew that Rook would ignore him so he looked at Auron. Which was a bad idea because he was glaring down at the man who he was just sharing a drink with a minute ago.
"Richard, look. I'll be nice since I do see you as a true friend of mine I met when i first came into the public like this. Your contract with us will be suspended, Auron?" Not looking at their partner they knew he already notified Trish to fucking burn it if necessary.
"Of course dear, I will be exterminating that contact as soon as we get in the limo." Everyone began whispering and gossiping about the two Goldburg's in the middle as the power couple of the high society shot them down from fame with simple words. Rook didn't even show any emotion as Aubrey began to cry because her family contract with Auron was everything. A long tried sigh was heard by everyone as Rook threw a glass by Aubrey.
"Auron, take me home. This girl ruined my mood to enjoy this party." Annoyance was heard in their voice as they began walking to the door gesturing the coat man to get their coat quickly. Auron followed right behind them as he talked quietly with them. These actions caused everyone to talk about what just happen and sadly Richard was trying to calm his daughters cries but she started to just scream random things.
"And Richard?" The said older man snapped his head at them as the room quieted to hear them, "I'll have Auron recontact you if your daughter is properly taught etiquette of how she should act to the people who help her. Good night everyone." Leaving swiftly with Auron to the limo their words shook the high society that attended that night.
In the limo Auron was looking at them in his lap as they slumped into him. Tired form having to keep their guard up around those fucking assholes, but ripping that bitches life apart in front of her made it worth it.
"Are you okay, dear?" Softly spoken as Auron pet their head, and kissed their head. Rook nodded, feeling like being nonverbal was the best choice by speaking so much at this event. But then an idea came to them, how about they show those asshole's a real sugar baby?
"Auron, I want to spend money. Can I have the card, please? For tomorrow?" Sweetly asking and this clicked quickly in Auron's head as he nodded smiling a them.
"Of course dear." Happily saying as Rook doesn't usually use his money to throw at their problems. No matter what they bought the money would come back as quickly as it left.
"Thank you, sir." Seductively saying as they kissed his cheek. Giving a giggle as Auron kissed them in return, this turned in to them having a bit of fun in the back seat. As Rook woke up they saw a Black credit card by their table side, smiling at the note Auron left saying 'buy anything dear, I'll cover it.' Rook got dressed up in the most expensive outfit Auron bought them and went straight to a big mall. They even invited Aubrey and some of the people from the party Rook actually enjoyed talking too.
"Hhmm, Aubrey where should I shop at? I want to just spend money because I can." She took them to Prada, Gucci, Louis Vuitton and other stores Rook couldn't bother remembering. While shopping Rook sighed in annoyance as no one was trying to help them, didn;t these people know who they were?
"Hi, I was here for a while can I have someone help me please?" politely asking a worker who huffed and went to get a manager. Who rudely told them that they would't have anything for them, Rook pissed off then decided to ask. "How much can I buy this mall for?" The manager started to stutter asking them what they mean. "Ugh never mind I'll just ask Auron." This caused the manager to sweat more.
Ringing up Auron Rook looked at their entourage and smiled "I'm just going to buy this all so I can just take what I want whenever you know? Just sssooo much easier on me!" Then turning to talk to Auron about buying the mall. After a few minutes, Rook closed their phone and walked back to the manager. Giving him a big smile as another man rushed to him, greeting Rook first before telling him quickly.
"Sir, this Mx is now the owner of our shop. It is nice to meet you Mx." Sweetly saying as he tried to seem composed in front of them. Rook just nodded as the other manager looked shocked as everyone looked at him to see what he would say.
"Mx I apolog-" Rook held up their hand and sigh deeply before looking around and stopping at the new man that rushed ot them.
"Your the new manager now, got it? And you your fired get the fuck out." Everyone looking was staring at the now ex manager. Who simply nodded and walked to the back of the store, because what do you do in this incidence?
Aubrey looked in awe as Rook commanded five people to help them choice something to wear. Rook threw things they thought were ugly to the workers that were rude to them. And giving tips to the workers that were nice to them, showing to them that if they ever try Rook again they'd make their lives hard.
"I'm tired of this shop let's go somewhere else. I think I want a smoothie." They yawned as they wore a fur coat and had a whole new outfit that fit them perfectly. And just like that Rook had the best shopping spree as they walked in to a shop and grabbed whatever they wanted. Who would stop them? No one, even when there was paparazzi asking them why they bought the mall when walking out to their new limo.
"I just wanted to shop. Why? You have something to say?" This caused the paparazzi asking them questions stumble over their words. Rook shrugged them off as they got into the limo, after giving commands to the men holding their things to take it to the pent house. While in the limo they fanned themselves and started to complain how shopping made them tired.
"We should go to a spa!" One girl said Lizzy, she was really sweet telling Rook the options there. Rook nodded and told the driver to go there, everyone was chatting as they got in. Enjoying their time gossiping about the couples and drama between families. Then it was 6 pm, Rook sighed deeply again everyone looked at them as they pouted.
"Sorry everyone, I'm tired from having so much fun with you all. I think I'm going to go back to my lover now. I'll have limo's drive you home. Hugs and kisses to all of youu!" Rook said as they got in to a separate limo. They smiled as they saw Auron in the limo, giving him a smile as they showed off their outfit.
"Don't I look amazing? Too bad it'l probably only be wore a few times after this. Oh well!" Giggling as they leaned on Auron getting their battery recharged with him. They then asked about Auron's day, he went on about doing a recontact and how Richard was groveling the whole time. They fell into a silence as they felt this hectic day come to a end as they got back to the pent house.
While they enjoyed their time inside tabloids and articles were going insane how "Sugar Baby to the cold CEO rich man spent so much money in one hour alone." Rook had a feeling that they would be enjoyable to read so they decided to leave that for tomorrow for when Auron had a day off to make fun of them with Rook.
#red rants#yuurivoice#yuurivoice auron#red answers#red writes#ngl I was writing this for a wuick minute#idk how this is a short story bc I yap too much </3
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⚠️!!TRAUMA POST!!⚠️
TW: S/A, neglect, mommy issues, trust issues, etc.
(This is really just my last resort to getting all this shit off my chest. Also this will mention my deadname so yeah)
So when I was 8, my mom met this guy named Josh, he was okay. He tried to be like the dad I wish I could’ve had, but one night, he snuck into my room and locked my door. Then he told me I was dreaming and for me to put my face in my pillow, so I did, then I felt my pants going down and something rubbing against my… “tunnel.” I asked him what he was doing and he told me not to worry about it and to keep my face in my pillow, or he’d make me keep it there. I got scared and put my head back in my pillow and he put his hand on my back, gripping my pajamas. After what I could only assume was half an hour or so, he left. I told my mom about it but she didn’t believe me, not only that, but she guilt tripped me into talking about it with him. He started crying and saying stuff like “I’d never do such a thing” and “I see you as my own daughter, Emery” and so on and so forth. My grandma and aunt Lys believed me though, so I’m grateful for that.
The S/A went on for four years (it stopped when I was 11) the last time he did it was when his 5 year old son was visiting. He had him stay in my room while he took me to his and my mom’s room, sitting me in his gaming chair and wrapping my mom’s bandanna around my eyes, he told me we were gonna do a taste testing thing, he said he didn’t have a spoon though so he’d have to use his finger. He told me to get all the peanut butter or whatever it was on his finger off it. It was normal til the last time, he put, what I can only assume, was his dick in my mouth which obviously caused me to choke and pull away. I went to take the bandanna off and he told me to wait, I heard a zipper and then he said I could take it off. He asked if I was okay and I started crying a little and asking “What was that-?” He reassured me that it was just his finger (but I didn’t feel any nail SIR.😒) A few weeks later and he was put in jail for selling edibles at home or something.
After he was put in jail my mom was like “Well, now I hope you’re happy. Now your brother doesn’t have a dad to look up to! Does that seem fair to you, Emery?” As if all he did wasn’t just leaving my little brother in my room to watch TV and leaving me to take care of him while he just sat in his room playing video games. My mom has been a big fear of mine since I was 6, she has rarely been a good mother to me , or to anyone for that matter. Because the moment I was born, she left me to be my grandparents responsibility just so she didn’t have to worry about me. Even now she still expects my trauma to have just *POOF* vanished! As if that’s how it works.
And just a couple hours ago, her and ex boyfriend number 13 (yes, I keep count) got into a pretty heated argument and broke up. And because I’m emotional and a fucking crybaby, I obviously started crying in my closet, so I called my best friend and drew some quote art. But seriously, trauma doesn’t just resolve itself if the problem is away from the victim/victims. It takes time and effort to help the person get better and find a good coping mechanism for it (like therapy, drawing, writing, crocheting, writing, reading, etc.).
If any of you, a friend or a family member have gone through S/A or anything like that I am so, so, so sorry that happened and I hope you’re healing well.
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I wish I knew you wanted me.
tess servopoulos x gn!reader.
gif not mine.
Summary: you have always liked Tess, but you were certain she liked Joel so you never made a move. When the lunch with two new people she's been talking to lead to a sensitive topic, your crush for the woman might get exposed.
Warnings: language (?), angst but with a fluffy end.
Author's note: I only wrote 3 fanfictions in my entire life so I'm sorry if this is lame or the writing isn't as good as you expected, but I promise I tried hard to at least make you enjoy an idea that's been in my head since I saw episode three. This was requested by me in a post I made a few days ago but then I pulled a Thanos and said "fine, I'll do it myself".
One last thing, English is not my first language so I'm really sorry if there are any mistakes. I tried my best to fix any error I could find.
Enjoy!!
You and Tess didn't have friends… or rather, you didn't have friends beside Joel. So when you heard her say she was talking to a man over the radio you couldn't believe your ears.
"Him and his partner seem nice." Tess informed you, cleaning the counter next to the one you were sitting on. "If this goes well they could be a really good resource for us."
Us. Obviously she was talking about her and Joel, but you got a sparkle of hope she meant you as well, if just as a friend you didn't mind kinda.
”I thought we couldn't trust anyone." You told her the same words she told you not a long time a ago, wiggling your feet nervously.
She laughed. "Joel said the same." And with that she placed the rag into the sink. "He's not too please with this situation either, but I made up my mind."
Tess was the one who often made decisions for both you and Joel. Since you met her a few years ago, when you finally found the QZ, you can't recall the times when she really gave the opportunity for Joel to change plans when smuggling shit… or just in general. She liked to boss him around and, since you became her friend, she did the same with you. Not that you cared, though. She was better than you at making tough decision and you were better than her at getting her out of her shell when she needed it.
That's why your duo worked and you were great together. It would be amazing if you didn't have that stupid crush on her. It would've been even more fantastic if she didn't have a crush on Joel, or so you thought.
You sighed, licking your lips. You were tapping nervously the marble you were sitting on with your index finger, thinking of all the things that could possibly go wrong. "We're not fucking going, Tess."
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That conversation was a few days ago, but giving the fact that she can be very convincing and you can't say no to her, there you were: sitting at the table with Joel and Tess and two people who you learnt were Bill and Frank.
You had to admit the place was nice and well taken care of. Frank was a sweet person with so much love for the little things, Bill was quite the opposite with a paranoid nature, but cooked a meal that made your mouth water just by the sight.
Overall, you felt comfortable with them. Mostly Frank because Bill hasn't stopped staring at you, Tess and Joel like he wanted to shoot you for the entire time, and the gun he kept on the table like he was the hunter and you were the preys didn't really help either.
"Thank you for inviting us" said Tess, taking a sip of the wine Frank just poured in her glass a few moments before. "I gotta say that, gun aside, which I get by the way," she stopped to look at Bill, hoping all her gratitude could be felt by the most cynic one of the couple. "How nice it is to have a civilized meal in such a beautiful place."
Seeing how much Tess was relaxed with the presence of the men, you smiled a little. "Yeah, thank you for the warmth you showed us, too. We really needed that." You said, which was gladly appreciated by Tess, knowing that it has been hard for you agreeing to this meeting.
Joel, on the other hand, remained silent, looking at Bill the entire time. The whole situation started to look more like a staring competition.
Bill just put the gun off the table, not letting his walls down that easily just for a speech that, if you didn't know Tess enough to tell she was serious, could fairly enough pass for a fake praise.
"Well…" Frank smiled, taking Bill's hand who just side eyed him. "It's nice to see there's still decent people willing to work peacefully and help others. Help that will be returned, of course."
You let out a small thank you, not really being the talkative one of the group. Then Frank added something that made you almost choke on your food and your heart drop to your stomach.
"It's also nice to see a great couple like you and Joel try to fight for love in a shitty situation like the one we're living in."
You could've noticed Tess cringe slightly at that if your eyes didn't start watering.
If only he knew how her walls only crumbled down when she was with you. How she muttered an "I love you" whenever you passed out after a drinking competition with Joel or how she would steal your shirts because "mine are all stained with the blood of some motherfucker I hit during smuggling" when, in reality, she felt safe whenever she worn anything yours.
"Excuse me." You let out a shaky breath before getting up and fast walking to the back of the house.
Joel glanced at Tess and nodded to the brunette to check on you. She sighed quitely before smiling politely and excusing herself.
You were about to crumble when you felt a firm hand grab your arm, making you turn around.
"Hey, what has gotten into you?" Tess asked you with a concerned look.
You didn't answer. You couldn't or else you would've had to tell her why your heart ached everytime someone thought her and Joel were together and how you wished she never realises they might be right.
"What? Cat got your tongue or there's a fucking clicker around?” she whispered the last part, teasing you like she always did, a fake worry on her face to disguise the real concern she felt for you.
"Ah-ah! Very funny, Theresa!" You turned around again, not having the strength to look at her when your tears were urging to come out.
"Uh-oh!" she said, her teasing nature never leaving her. "You only call me by my full name when you're angry."
When she saw you weren't giving her an answer anytime soon, she frowned. She knew you could be as secretive as her, therefore she never forced you to talk about whatever was bothering you, but now it was different; as much as she didn't want to admit it, not knowing what was bothering you was killing her.
"Look, I know something's bothering you and I need to know, 'cause the silent treatment is getting fucking annoying." Her tone was firm and calm, but you could hear that hint of annoyance that was haunting her. "If I did something wrong—"
"You didn't do anything." You sighed, running a hand through your hair. The pressure you felt become unbearable when you closed your eyes to try and ease your headache that, of course, become persistent like the brunette who was waiting for some sort of explanation.
"Well, okay. Then what is it?" She placed both her hands on her hips, staring at you with so much force you thought you could turn into pudding in that very moment. You hated the effect she had on you. It was worse than the symptoms cordyceps caused. She was the reason you could lose your mind at any moment, the only reason you could really get violent if any motherfucker even tried to hurt her.
"Y/N."
"You and Joel are so cute together!" You mocked what Frank said minutes before, the thought making you groan in frustration.
She looked at you with a puzzled expression, not understanding where the conversation was going. "What are you—"
Then it hit her. There was a deeper meaning to the harsh glances you always gave Joel whenever he would look at Tess much more for your liking. Now she understood why you never wanted her to go smuggling with him alone and she understood the reason of your overprotective nature anytime she was in trouble.
"Oh, I see…"
The frown on your face was inevitable when she stepped so close to you that you had to take a few steps back. Her stare was now holding a new light you didn't know the meaning of yet. "You're jealous."
The stupid smile adorning her face was infuriating. She was pleased by your jealousy? And for what? So she could tease you everyday for not feeling the same? So she could get even more clingy to Joel just to hurt you?
Her face softened when she saw your eyes were glossy, placing her hands on both your cheeks when you tried to hide your face.
"I wish I knew…" she breathed out, placing a strain of hair behind your ear. The sudden serious expression and the sweetness in her gestures surprised you.
Your head immediately snapped at her. "Why? So you and Joel can throw your relationship in my face?!"
She was a little taken aback by the hint of bitterness in your words, incredolus you would actually think she'd play you like that.
"You really think I would do that?" The hurt on her voice was evident, even though she tried to hide it with a harsh glance.
You shrugged your shoulder. You knew you weren't thinking clearly. Tess, your Tess, the one who has always been there for you through thick and thin, who helped you process your loved one's deaths, the one who almost killed a civilian who tried to rob you of your ration cards, she would never hurt you like that.
You took a deep breath and closed your eyes, trying to ease the tension you felt on your shoulders. Angry at yourself for how your irrationality was getting the best of you. "No, you wouldn't."
"Good." She smiled briefly at your words. "There's nothing between me and Joel, Y/N. Quite the opposite… he's been fucking teasing me for months about my stupid crush on you."
You widened your eyes, not believing what she just confessed. You tried to process her words as fast as possible, then a smirk crossed your face. "So you like me, ms. Servopoulos?"
She rolled her eyes at you and took you by the collar of your shirt. "Fuck you."
You laughed at that, feeling like the weight of the world got off of you.
"You really never noticed?" She had this incredulous expression in her face and you suddenly felt dumb. Did you really never notice? Did that mean that the times she would touch your hand for a time too long to be considered just an affectionate gesture hid something deeper? That the steady looks she gave people in the streets who looked at you too much for her liking were just a consequence of her jealousy and not her just being the wary woman she has always been?
"No? I mean, you've always been so secretive with… basically everything!" You tried to defend yourself.
She laughed like you said the funniest joke she ever heard. "Y/N, you're so fucking oblivious!"
Now you were embarrassed as fuck. How could you be so stupid?
"But it's cute." She was quick to add when she noticed how mortified you looked.
You watched her carefully with a slight pink covering your cheeks and noticed her eyes shifted briefly to your lips, so you took the opportunity to ask something you wanted to ask for a really long time.
"Can I kiss—"
"Shut the fuck up." And with that she kissed you.
Suddenly the world went quiet and the hole you felt right in your chest was fullfilled by a feeling you have been chasing since you heard of it, but never had the pleasure to experience. All your life you've been seeking for survival, you thought the only thing that mattered was going on and not getting killed, but you were wrong. Oh boy, you were so wrong. You didn't seek for survival, you seeked for Tess' left hand on your neck when she deepened the kiss, you seeked for the wine hanging on her tongue when she explored the insides of your mouth, you seeked for her other hand grabbing your hips in a way that took your breath away. You seeked for the gasps only her she could let you out from now on. You seeked to live for her and with her for as long as the fate would allow the both of you.
When you broke the kiss and opened your eyes, you felt stupid for not realising the love and admiration she felt for you. It was all there, you could see it in her eyes how she craved you like a starving woman. How she wanted to get into you, to be all over your body and grow into your lungs, brain and heart, not leaving room for any other person who could have your smiles and good days alongside your bad ones. You saw how she wanted to claim you and cherish you. How she wanted to worship you like a believer does with God.
You gave her one last kiss and then hugged her, placing both your hands on her hips like the clingy person you could be around her.
"You already want to get into my pants?" She teased you, raising an eyebrow. "Geez Y/N. Take me to a fucking date first or shits like that."
"You idiot." You shook your head, giving her a peck on the lips. "Shall we go back to the table?"
She nodded, kissing the back of your hand. "We shall."
When you got back to where three men where waiting, Joel gave you and the brunette a knowing look and you slightly nodded at him.
"You okay, Y/N?" Frank asked you with a genuine concern you appreciated.
You just looked at Tess with a stare that said more than words could ever do.
"I'm more than okay."
Frank looked at the two of you and grinned, taking a bite of his steak, realising the mistake he made before you left the table.
"Well, I guess I got the person wrong."
Tess briefly chuckled at that, giving you one last look that held all the love she never knew she could feel again towards someone.
"You did."
Well, that was it. I hope it satisfied your expectations!
#the last of us#tlou fanfiction#tess servopoulos x reader#tess servopoulos#tess tlou#tess x reader#anna torv#tlou hbo
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chuck taylor x fem! reader where reader is trent berettas sister and he falls head over heels for her?
Best friends sister
I read this request and screamed thank you<3 I love chuck sm
It was wrong. Trent was his best friend. Yet here Chuck was, watching as his best friends sister laughed with Kris. He was completely enamored with her, everything about her. Her smile made his knees give out, and when she hugged him, he was certain he had died and gone to whatever heaven there was. Chuck was completely and utterly in love. He would have made his move already, if not for the fact that the girl he so helplessly loved, was the sister of his best friend.
A punch to the shoulder knocks Chuck out of his thoughts.
"If you keep staring it'll be obvious that you like her", Orange was the only one who knew, well only one Chuck had told, of his crush.
"I can't help it man, she's just.. everything. She's everything to me and I don't know what to do anymore." Cassidy gave his friend a look before speaking up.
"She feels the same about you. Told me so a couple months ago. Just go talk to Trent and get it over with."
"Talk to me about what?" Shit. Shit. Chuck could feel his face heating up and he tried to find the words to explain everything. Everytime he opened his mouth, nothing came out. Fear consumed him. What if Trent told Chuck he wasn't good enough for his sister? What if he got upset? Doubt and his insecurities filled his mind. Cassidy saw this and decided to speak for the Kentucky Gentleman.
"Chuck likes your sister. Well, he's actually in love with her." Chuck would swear he felt his stomach lurch out of his body. He turned to Trent, ready to apologize before Trent spoke, "Oh yeah I know. She feels the same you know?"
"I'm sorry man, she's just everything I've ever wanted in a girl and she's real pretty. She's got a great sense of humor and I... hold on what? You know? She.. she feels the same?"
"Yeah dude, she's been in love with you for years, like ever since we met. It's obvious you love her too, I've known that since I introduced the two of you. I'll admit, I was pissed at first, but I see how she is with you, she really loves you. But if you hurt her, you'll end up on the list with Brandon."
"Holy fuck... I have to tell her." Chuck rushed out of his seat, almost tripping on his own feet as he raced over to where you and Kris stood.
"Hey Y/N, could I talk to you?"
"Yeah sure what's up?"
"In private actually."
You said your goodbyes to Kris before walking with Chuck to your locker room. Turning to look at Chuck with a questioning look before he speaks up.
"I'm in love with you. I think I have been ever since Trent introduced us. You're perfect to me and honestly I'm not sure how much longer I can go without being able to hold you and call you mine but also if you don't feel the same that's okay. I just really love you and-", his words are cut off when you kiss him. It takes him a moment to understand what's happening but soon after he's grabbing your hips and pulling you closer, returning the kiss with fevor.
You pull away first, laughing softly, "I love you too Chuckie."
Chuck opens his mouth to speak again, but fails to come up with words. Instead he resorts to kissing you again, never wanting to stop. His life was complete, he had his best friends, and the love of his life.
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Round 3 Poll 13
Use My Fkn Pronouns: 「I first met Allegra on the bus in 8th grade. I thought they were cool, but I didn't approach them for a couple months because I couldn't figure out if they were a boy or a girl. When I finally did talk to them, they told me they were nonbinary and explained what that meant. They asked me why knowing their gender was so important to me that I was afraid to talk to them, and that question spurred a series of epiphanies that lead me to who I am today.
The conversation moved on. We giggled about how mad their mom was that an *allergy medication* of all things used the same name just a couple years after she had her baby. They told me that they were a guitarist and that someday they were gonna be a rockstar. I said that when it happens, people will finally think of the musician first and not the medication, and we cheered.
Being openly gay and trans in a red state is fucking daunting now, but it was even moreso a decade ago. Allegra was *the* out queer kid in our class. Having the grit to withstand that kind of social abuse while remaining a goofy and deeply kind person speaks to their character. They used their music to carve out a precedent for the classes below us: showing them a queer person can be out and well-liked and successful while still having personal boundaries. Even here.
Next month they'll be onstage performing at the biggest music festival in the state. The song I submitted is the flagship single from their second album. It's about how tiring it gets to have to ask for simple respect all day every day. It's at about 3,600 some streams on spotify now, which puts it above the stream limit. (I submitted Windmill, a personal favorite of mine off the same album, as a backup.)
I think Use My Fkn Pronouns should be included in this bracket because it represents my friend standing on a stage and singing out to thousands of people, in the face of a government that is actively trying to erase them, that their life and experiences have value. They're gonna stand up there and BE the role model we needed when we were kids, and they're gonna fucking rock while they do it.
Even if it doesn't win, I want everyone to know that I am so, so proud to be their friend.」
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Fang into Vein: 「okay listen.
Not only is this a chilling and beautiful song about vampires (the way he sings "it means nothing to me" the first time?! HOLY SHIT) it also is by someone so fantastic I don't have words for it.
So he is a Trans Elder TM, he is iconic for many reasons but most of all because he transitioned publicly in his mid 40s after having an established career and EXPLAINED THAT HE IS A CHANGELING, that a faerie had lived his life for him under a glamour while he the real boy had been kept in faerieland! It's the best metaphor of all time and he has stuck to it for 15 years no matter how much it baffles cis people. Also he is kind and thoughtful and if he were a spiritual leader I would follow him. Might be too popular for this bracket but this song only has 1.7k plays on youtube (I can't check spotify because I don't have a computer)... so, thank you for your consideration!」
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#good luck on this one everyone#poll#allegra hernandez#alexander james adams#underground music#lgbtq#Youtube
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NYCC 2024: A (Redacted) Review
I had planned out NYCC months ago, back when they announced Hayley Atwell in the spring. Everything else in 2024 had the volume turned down after that announcement. And with time, they also announced some of the cast of Starship Troopers and then Rachael Leigh Cook.
I'm happy to say that everyone was wonderful, glowing even. Some maybe a little more than others but over all, this was by far the best year I had at a convention in terms of people just being... nice.
So foremost is that I overbooked myself. Five cast members from Starship Troopers was at the same table and I'll be damned if I'm gonna let that slip by. I had to go Thursday, as Dina Meyer ((see above)) was only there for one day only. She was an absolute sweetheart, despite trying to duck out to make her plane on time. I almost walked away before they called me back because I forgot to take this photo with her. "Give me some sass" is what I heard in my ear over the deafening crowd and ... well, its not my worst photo but certainly not my favorite either. But she has these huge, chonky glasses I wish she'd kept on for the photos.
Michael Ironside was incredible. I've been a fan of his for decades and despite having a voice like a gravel quarry and that constant sneer painted over his face, he was very funny and very warm. He noticeably perked up when I mentioned his performance in "Crime & Punishment In Suburbia" and how Roger Ebert said it was the best work of his career. He nodded in approval, "I'm glad someone saw that. The director is a a good friend of mine."
Casper Van Dien was ... actually exactly what I suspected. He was standing in front of his table, talking to everyone, pitching the new SST Extermination game. He's high energy, happy to see you, quick with a joke.
Unfortunately, I didn't get a lot of time with either Seth Gilliam or Denise Richards. Seth was on his way out but seemed to be overly kind with everyone there? Does that make sense? Denise was rushing to get out because she had some sort of socialite appointment elsewhere in NYC but she was trying so hard to be accommodating and patient with people. I think she was aware of what her legacy is with men of a certain age. I purposely didn't take too long at her table - it was 7 pm and everyone was tired - and I think she appreciated the fact I didn't make a bad pass at her or stop the line for 5 minutes to show her art I had done in the hopes she'd follow my Instagram (witnessed both of these things happen in real time).
Now on to the main event:
I didn't know what to expect from Hayley. I'd never met anyone who had interacted with her, so I was a little pensive at first. I had brought two photos for her to sign - the one above I had blown up to an egregious size - but it was the other one that rang her bell.
The person running the cashbox passed my photos down and said "Hayley we have some very nice photos from this gentle..."
"This is from Howard's End!" Her eyes popped, a mix of genuine surprise and appreciation behind them.
We talked a little bit about her Margaret Schlegel versus the 1992 movie. She asked me a couple of small questions before we really hit it off on something I wouldn't expect: I told her how I found a lot of American television too "active" and how much comfort I found in rewatching not only Howard's End but just UK television in general. She sized me up quietly before agreeing, telling me she watches the same handful of shows over and over to unwind, as a comfort.
She signed the Howard's End photo first (not pictured here, I've determined it is a little too personal), then the above photo before going back to the first photo with "May I add a quote to this?"
I was left with words in my mouth for a second. I managed to say "Please!" once my brain rebooted and she said "I loved this character so much. And this quote." After we said our goodbyes - she's so effusive, high energy - I quietly found a corner of the convention hall to see she'd written "Only Connect" under her name and I sighed like an old dog sleeping on a cold kitchen floor.
I later had a photo op with her. I look pretty stiff and not my best but I've taken worse photos. She was extremely gentle with everyone in line, I think getting a sense that most everyone was having the same "Holy shit, thats Hayley Atwell" realization.
Finally, and certainly not the least of all...
Rachael Leigh Cook came out an hour late, wearing a cream colored sweater and necklace. Laugh as you must, gentle reader, but I'm absolutely going to my therapist this week to ask why a stranger like herself is so completely nice to everyone (but especially: why is she nice to me). She's the type who touches people on the hand or arm as they talk - she hugged the couple in front of me when they mentioned their engagement - and she has this natural ... I honestly don't know what to call it - grace? vibe? spirit? ... that makes the cold hearth of my soul blaze like a Christmas fireplace. I don't mean to suggest theres any sort of connection, simply that she gives off a vibe of generosity and familiarity that I've only ever felt with old girlfriends.
I thanked her for her performance in Stateside, which made her eyebrows go up like a Tex Avery cartoon, and complimented her on getting her character's diagnosis so wonderfully right. She listened to me, stopped writing, listened some more, would write some more. I'd hate to think I somehow overwhelmed her - I am often told I don't "play my cards" despite my being afraid I'm overplaying them - but she was sincere and gentle, her voice this almost ASMR tone. We took a selfie (THAT photo looks awful, I need to learn to not only pose in photos but not to cock my head away from the other person) and later a photo op (Which looks better! But like the one with Hayley, I look rigid compared to her practiced grace) where she invited me into her hooked arm with a "Hey you, wow, sharp dresser!" and straightened the front of my shirt with a pinch.
And finally! Mystery solved?
This is an update for @justrachaelleighcook - this photo was taken at Cannes! She'd not seen Anna in some time and the press (or whoever was behind the camera) asked for a photo together! "I've never seen this photo but I remember taking it because Bookies was running out of competition". So that dates this photo as 2002? (She'd also not heard Anna had been unwell of late and regarded what little I said with a bit of a furrowed brow.)
Needless to say I wish I had more time to talk to her but I'm forever aware theres a line of people behind me hoping for some time as well.
It was an exhausting two days at NYCC. I probably spent 15 hours there and of that, more than 13 hours was standing in lines. Overall, it was one of the - if not THE - smoothest and more effortless visits to a convention I've ever had. If any of them come back around, I'd love to meet them again. <3
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