#like walks on the beach and couples massages

[roseyboy]

i want a 'bring you breakfast and coffee in bed' kind of love, i want a 'sunset walk on the beach', 'picnic in the park', 'do the dishes, dance, and cook' kind of love. give me your heavy head and lay it on my lap, let me braid love into your hair

[writingforstraykids]

Heyyy! Hope you're doing great :)

Can I request a birthday special of how husband Chan treats the female reader on her bday? Like totally spoiling her hehe :)

Thank you! Have a great day!

Pairing: Chan x fem!reader

Word Count: 737

Warnings/Tags: fluff, birthday date, husband!chan

A/N: Happy birthday, love. I hope you like the little something I came up with🤭🖤

The morning sun hadn’t even broken the horizon when you felt a gentle nudge. Your eyes fluttered open, still heavy with sleep, and you turned to see Chan, your husband, with a smile that could outshine the dawn itself.

“Happy birthday, baby,” Chan whispered, his voice soft as silk. The room was still dim, but there was a flicker of excitement in his eyes that told you he had something special planned. You stretched, a content smile playing on your lips, and leaned in for a morning kiss, which he returned with a warmth that filled your heart with joy.

As you sat up, you noticed that Chan had laid out a beautiful outfit for you: a soft, flowing dress paired with your favorite accessories. It was your birthday, after all, and he seemed keen on making it unforgettable. 

“Get dressed at your pace,” Chan said, his hands clasped behind his back, trying to hide his eagerness. “I’ve got quite the day planned for us.”

After a long shower, you dressed and joined Chan downstairs, where the aroma of breakfast filled the air. The table was set for two, adorned with fresh flowers and your favorite dishes: pancakes topped with a generous amount of berries and maple syrup, freshly squeezed orange juice, and a delicate omelet filled with herbs and cheese. It was a feast for the senses.

“Everything looks amazing,” you said, taking your seat. Chan beamed with pride as he poured you a cup of coffee just the way you liked it.

Breakfast was a delightful affair, filled with laughter and plans for the day. Once you were both finished, Chan took your hand and led you outside. A black limousine waited at the curb, its chauffeur holding the door open. Your eyes widened in surprise.

“A limo, Chan?” you asked, a giggle escaping your lips.

“Only the best for my wife,” he replied, helping you into the car.

The first stop was a luxurious spa. You were treated to a couple’s massage that melted away any lingering stress, leaving you both relaxed. The scent of lavender and the sound of soothing music followed you as you continued to a manicure and pedicure, chatting about everything and nothing at all.

Lunch was at a quaint little restaurant by the sea. You ate outside, the salty sea breeze mingling with the aroma of the seafood platter you both shared. Chan raised a toast to you, his eyes twinkling with love and affection. “To my beautiful wife, may this year bring you as much joy as you’ve brought into my life.”

The afternoon was spent walking hand in hand along the beach, shoes in hand, sand between your toes. Chan had always known how much you loved the ocean, and the peaceful sound of the waves was the perfect soundtrack to your perfect day.

As the sun began to set, painting the sky in hues of orange and pink, Chan led you to a secluded part of the beach where a blanket and a picnic basket awaited. You watched the sunset together, the world seeming to stand still around you, the moment filled with nothing but beauty.

But the surprises weren’t over yet. As twilight turned to night, you noticed little sparks of light on the sand leading away from your picnic spot. Chan nodded for you to follow the trail, which led to a small clearing where a projector was set up. “I thought we could end the day with an outdoor movie under the stars,” he said, his grin infectious.

You snuggled together under a blanket as your favorite movie played, the stars twinkling above you. It felt like the universe was celebrating with you, each star a testament to the love and care Chan had put into making this birthday the best you’d ever had.

As the credits rolled and you leaned against Chan, feeling the steady beat of his heart, you knew that this day would be etched in your memory forever—not just because of the grand gestures, but because it was a day spent with the one you loved most, celebrating not just your birth, but the life you shared together.

“I love you, Chan,” you murmured, your voice soft with emotion.

“I love you more, Y/nnie,” he replied, his voice equally tender. 

And in that moment, nothing else mattered but the two of you together under the vast, starry sky.

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Part 1 | Part 2

WAKE UP BABES!! DINNER IS SERVED!!!

Bruce/Brandi x Reader: part 2

Includes: GN! Reader, Vacay Lovers, polyamory, relationship headcanons, slight Bruce Jr. slander

💜 These two took things slow when they were wooing you, you better BELIEVE they're gonna do the same once you've actually been bagged

🧡 I MEAN DON'T GET ME WRONG!! They're not any less passionate about you or anything, but like... c'mon. They're middle-aged, run a full time business and are married with kids. They've got a lot on their hands already so chances are they're not immediatly urging you to move in with them or just straight up sign marriage documents (sorry to disappoint u_u)

💜 But like I said: this doesn't mean they're not good lovers

🧡 In fact I'd say in my entirely unbiased opinion that they'd make fantastic lovers! Wonderful! Superb, even!

💜 So naturally, once you find yourself added to the relationship? Expect all that supportive energy thrown your way too lol

🧡 No matter what endeavor you choose to pursue, rest easy knowing you'll have your own personal cheerleaders having your back at all times. You got a hobby you're really into? SAY LESS BABES!! Gift-giving is Brandi's love language so you bet your ass she's buying you everything you could possibly need. Wanna pursue some form of higher education, maybe get some fancy degree? BOOM, you've just signed yourself up for study sessions with Bruce

💜 (I mean like... he might not be much help if you're studying for something shmancy like law or medicine, but he will happily hold and read out flashcards for you :3)

🧡 Or maybe you just wanna help out around Vacay Island which? Yes hello they would love that??

💜 Running a business is no easy feat so the couple definitely welcome the extra set of hands (paws??). If you're more social and outgoing then chances are you're out on the front lines with Bruce, taking orders for food, welcoming guests and getting them settled in, leading activites like volleyball or the weekly shuffleboard tournament, etc.

🧡 Obviously if you'd rather remain behind the scenes, you're more than welcome to join Brandi on her end of things. Making food, booking guests into their rooms, keeping track of all the finances, etc.

💜 Maybe you're crap with spreadsheets and numbers and just wanna like... keep her company while she works at her desk? Grab her some refreshments every now and then?? Maybe even offer a shoulder massage once you've noticed she's been hunched over for too long???

🧡 I swear this woman will cherish you forever

💜 Whether you're another troll like Bruce or a fellow Vacationer like Brandi, the way you spend time with either of these two can differ

🧡 If you're on the smaller side? Bruce just enjoys getting to hold your hand while walking alongside you on the beach. The man spends pretty much all his time around literal giants and it can get a little overwhelming sometimes, so he can definitely appreciate having someone around who's more on his level (hehe). Brandi on the other hand just thinks your small size is cute! Hands down one of her favorite things is when either you or Bruce (OR BOTH) just like? Casually hitch a ride on her shoulder?? Or she'll hold you both in the palm of of her hand and just go "omigosh it's totally like holding a couple of grapes haha :D"

💜 Reader POV: Ah yes. Me, my boyfriend, and our giant girlfriend/wife

🧡 On the flipside, if you're closer to Brandi's size? This woman is taking every available opportunity to take full advantage of the fact. She's laying kisses all over your face, running her fingers through your hair, cuddling with you after a long day of work, etc etc. Technically speaking she COULD (and DOES) do all this regardless of how big/small you are... but at the same time it's just soooo much easier when she doesn't have to constantly watch herself so she doesn't accidentally crush you ://

💜 Meanwhile Bruce is just like "if either of you DO crush me... you won't hear any complaints from my end, just sayin"

🧡 Man is horrendously down bad 😳

💜 Last post i was like OUTINGS WITH BRANDI, but this post?? SURFING LESSONS WITH BRUCE! This man will not rest until you know how to ride a wave, okay, he is DEDICATED. Once you've gotten good enough, expect regular invites to the beach so you two can hit the ocean asdjahdslak

🧡 I like to think that even while running a business and family, Bruce and Brandi are still perfectly capable of maintaining a healthy love life— both with each other and you. Partly because they're just that in love but also cuz they don't let ANYTHING get in the way of weekly date nights (yeah that's right, plural)

💜 Bruce, on the phone: "Hey honey, me and (____) are outside the resturaunt. Where are you?"

"Oh, I'll probably be a few minutes. Bruce Jr. just set off a firework in the kitchen, you know how he is. But you two should go get us a table while you're waiting!"

"Alright, we'll see you later, love you :)"

"I love you guys more~"

🧡 And then Bruce just... hangs up and leads you inside the resturaunt, meanwhile you're just?? Very concerned????

💜 Dates with these two are pretty casual ngl. Neither feel the need for extravagant displays of love, so chances are the three of you are just spending some quality time together. Chillin at home without the kids, cooking/baking food together, watching reality TV

💜 (Tbh there's probably some trollverse version of The Bachelor/Bachelorett and lemme tell you that these two EAT THAT SHIT UP)

🧡 Of course if you wanna go out somewhere fancy then no worries!! Your girl Brandi knows the downlow on all the hottest spots in town and Bruce likely has enough connections to get you three reservations at even the fanciest restaurants

💜 Simply ask and these two will find a way to get it done <33

🧡 LOTS OF FAMILY OUTINGS WITH THE VACAY LOVERS HOUSEHOLD!!!

💜 At some point in the relationship Bruce will approach you and go "Hey, our son Benni has a dance recital tomorrow, did you wanna come?" and the second you say yes is the second you offically become a permanent member of the family. You are joining their monthly family camping trips. You are helping Brandi make cupcakes for school soccer games. You and Bruce are sitting down with the kids for homework help

🧡 Hopefully you've got good memory cuz you're gonna need to memorize 13 different fast food orders whenever the kids drag you to Bergen King askdhalslk

💜 Speaking of the little shits

🧡 You thought you were spending a lot of time with them BEFORE you were smoochin their parents?? Well congrats because the second you start becoming a permanent member at the dinner table, expect to have all 13 of them constantly hanging off you

💜 Maybe one of them needs your help practicing a new move they've learned from their martial arts class, maybe another wants someone to listen as they info dump about their latest hyperfixation, or maybe they just need help kickstarting their underground fireworks selling business

🧡 Cough cough (Bruce Jr) cough cough

ASJKJDHALJSKD THIS WAS SO MUCH FUN, I LOVE THESE TWO SO MUCH!! There were a for more headcanons i wanted to touch upon but the post was getting long lol. Definitely plan on doing more for them tho so no worries uwu

but i mean like if you guys got prompts/questions then go ahead, my asks are open 👀👉👈

[sim0nril3y]

Seaside

Pairing: Simon 'Ghost' Riley x Civilian!Reader Scenario: You both spend the day down at the seaside Note: Set in 2014 Warnings: No mask Simon (It's my personal headcanon in his regular life he probably wouldn't wear it), teasing, eating, smutty smut smut, sex, p in v, creampie, canon-typical swearing.

It was a surprisingly nice day, the sun was shining, the sky was completely clear of any clouds and there was even a gentle breeze to keep things cool. Added to the fact that it was a weekend and you didn’t have any plans it seemed like some miracle. Whilst you sat and ate breakfast you mentioned. “Maybe we could go to the seaside?” You suggested and from where Simon was making a tea behind you, he hummed in agreement. Honestly you had expected more resistance but he seemed just fine with the idea.

“Oh, that is exciting.” You giggled happily. “Do you want me to pack some food or should we get something down there?” You quizzed with a pinch in your brow. “Babe, I’m not driving all the way down there without having fish and chips.” He smirked, sipping from his tea. “And ice cream?” You looked up happily. “And ice cream.” He confirmed. “Now, go on. Go get ready.” He coaxed softly watching as you finished your toast in a big bite and then rushed to go get ready.

It didn’t seem to take long. You finally decide on an outfit and then were waiting as Simon approached his keys in hand. “Where’s your jacket?” He asked, his own fleece hung over his arm and arch in his brow. “I won’t need one, Si. It’s a nice day out there.” Gesturing to the window beside you as the sun beamed down. “What about when it gets chilly tonight?” He replied evenly, making a fair comment but not one that you were willing to listen to. There were times when you would do this, act stubborn or rather blatantly ignore his suggestions and typically you would always come around to his way of thinking only after the disaster had happened.

“Simon, I’ll be fine. I’m a big girl.” Then shaking your head and opening the door briskly. “The sooner we get there the sooner we can soak up the sun.” A tired sigh left his lips watching as you walk away from him. “Fine.” He huffed, closing the door and locking it behind him. It was your mistake to make.

The drive down wasn’t too long, but it seemed like everyone had the same idea of heading down to the beach. It was like a fight for a parking and earned the glares of several families when he finally slotted into a space. “Oi.” He growled as you were about to climb from the car. “Look here…” He took your face in hand and took some time applying sun cream to your face, taking his time massaging it into your skin. “I get the feeling you just like putting cream on my face~” You purred which earned you a look of caution.

“We only just got here.” Simon’s voice was even and he saw that cheeky smile that pressed to your lips. “Behave yourself or I’ll drive you home.” He commanded and you laughed and nodded. “Promise~” Then leaning forward to kiss him and he smirked. “You smell like a holiday.” He noted, it was a pleasant smell, one that he wanted to savour for a moment longer before climbing from the car and announcing. “It’s never too early for ice cream, is it?”

It turned out that it really was never too early for ice cream, the two of you took a couple cones down to the stony beach and sat down watching the ocean. Even on a roasting day like this the water would be shockingly cold and still there were people playing in it. You smiled happily as you watched them before turning your attention to Simon, eyeing his frozen treat and he huffed as he held it in your direction to take a lick. “Mmm…” Then holding out your own for him to taste too. “That’s nice, babe.” He approved softy.

A loud calling of music and flashing lights drew you both over to the arcades next. They were crammed with kids and adults lining up to play the penny machines, claw machines, shooting games and anything else that was hidden in there. You even convinced Simon to toss a couple pennies into the machine, whilst you exchanged almost all the change in your purse to win a plastic ring and a lollipop.

Proudly you kept holding your hand out for Simon to observe it. A smirk played on his lips as he observed it for a moment and then said. “Very nice… you put about £5 into that machine to get a 50p bit of junk from it.” “Ah-ah. I won this junk.” You corrected with a big grin playing on your lips. “More than you won, Si~” You teased and this caused him to smirk before pulling you into his side and continuing to walk through the arcade before hearing the roar of laughter and cheering.

The two of you glanced over to see a group of lads gathered around the punching machine, a bag swung down and you would test your strength by hitting it as hard as you could. They were clearly trying to beat the record that was into the high 800s. “Bet you could beat that.” You coaxed softly, hand caressing the strong ink-covered bicep. You both observed for a moment before the group grew bored with not being able to beat it and the second it was free you rushed towards it and placed a few stray coins into it. “You go first.” Simon smirked taking a step back and watching you curl your fist. “Ay…” He caught your wrist before you could swing. “You’ll hurt your hand like that… like this…” He fixed your fist and then stepped back. “Go on. Hard as you can.”

You threw a punch and laughed as you watched the numbers fly up. “Ow~” You shook your hand from the impact Simon gently held it and brought it up to his lips to kiss softly. “Not bad, you know.” He nodded at the numbers that flashed on the screen, proudly announcing your score which didn’t beat the record. “Now, out the way…” He struck your rear in a firm slap. “Let me show you how it’s done.” Pressing the button, the ball swung down again and Simon eyed it for a moment.

His punch was loud, making the ball bang loudly as it swung back. You laughed and watched as the numbers rapidly climbed and climbed. A squeal of delight found your throat as the record was beat and then some. The text of the screen flash proudly the new record way into the 1000s. “You did it!” You squeaked and rushed towards him. Simon laughed collecting you into his arms as if a prize he’d just won. “I’m so impressed.” “You should be.” He laughed and held you close for a moment longer and then settling you back onto your feet.

“Well, you’ll really impress me if you can win me something from that machine…” You pointed over to the claw machine and he huffed. “Fine. But you’re paying.” He pressed a sweet kiss to your forehead and then stalked over.

As the sun was setting Simon brought the two of you fish and chips, you sat happily munching away with the stuffed toy he had won from the claw machine between your legs. A cold shiver ran down your entire frame then. Now that the sun had set a cold breeze was setting in. From beside you Simon observed the way your skin prickled and your shoulders shook softly from the chill.

“Bloody hell…” Simon knew that you’d be too stubborn to speak up and instead of fighting you on it just removed his fleece and handed it on your direction. “Here… before you get hypothermia.” You were quick to climb into the warmth of his fleece, enjoying that way that it smelt of his strong cologne and just of him. “Thanks.” You mumbled softly as you continued eating your chips.

You knew the comment was coming and simply smiled when he said. “Told you to bring a jumper.” Then glancing in your direction. “Just knew that you’d get cold.” A giggle slipped from your lips. “You’re always bloody cold. Like being next to an icicle at night, one that puts their bloody cold feet on you.” It would always rile him up when he was just dropping off to sleep and your cold feet you find their way onto his body. It was jolt him right back awake. “S’not funny.” He grumbled as you giggled and leaned into his side.

“I am always cold and I’m so lucky to have someone so warm and caring to snuggle up to.” You giggled and glanced up at him. “Besides, I knew a really good way of warming up~” There was that same playful lilt to you voice which let Simon know he was in trouble. “How much space do you think there is in the back of the car…” Simon smirked and responded. “Why don’t we find out?”

Night had drawn over completely and the car park was practically empty as you bounced on his rigid cock, from this angle you were hitting all the right spot, the tip of his cock kissing your cervix with every slam down against his lap, whimpering and mewling into his throat as Simon clasped desperately at your waist. “C’mon pretty girl…” Those strong hands clawed hard to slam you down filthily onto his cock. “S’fuckin’ tight… Fuckinghell…” Simon’s voice was practically a growl as his fingers dug into your soft flesh.

By now your thighs were burning, but you didn’t care. It was a perfect ending to this amazing day. The two of you wouldn’t have been able to survive the journey home and besides now you would avoid the traffic.

“S’close, Simon~” You cried softly, burying your face into his throat. “S’fuckin’ deep… Ohgod… C-can I… can… I please…” “Yes, baby.” He confirmed, his hand disappearing between your body so his thumb could rub your swollen clit so softly before grunting as he felt your body swiftly fall over the edge, walls pulsing and body shuddering hard in his grip, even as you body tried to lock tight his hands continued to use your body, bouncing you and extending your pleasure as much as he could. “Goodgirl… good girl… give me everything, babe… goodgirl… Such a pretty girl when you cum…” He praised in your ear causing you to mewl and moan sweetly. “My sweet little thing… cumming of my fuckin’ cock… makin’ such a mess… goodgirl…” He coaxed his hand down your back soothingly.

There were little noises of effort as you continued to bounce on his cock and Simon smiled at how beautiful you looked. “Need your cum…” You whispered breathlessly, using what little effort you had left in your body to try and milk some from him. “Yeah, you need it?” Simon grunted out, glancing down between your bodies to watch his cock disappearing into your tight hole over and over again. “Need it…” You whined, gripping at his shoulders and pressing down harder. “Use me… Give it to me…” You whimpered leaning in to kiss him. “Please~”

He took that as permission to grip at your hips and begin to slam you down recklessly on his cock, using your sweet body for all his pleasure. “Feel… fuckin’ good, babe… won’t last… long…” He warned and sticking true to his words only lasted a few moments before beginning to shoot his seed into your accepting walls, pulling your frame close so he could hold you as he exploded inside. “F-fuck…” He grumbled, seating you fully on his lap and panting against your throat. “Fuck… that was… fuck…” He chuckled lowly. “You’re perfect~”

“So are you~” You giggled into his throat and he stroked his hands slowly up your back, soothing you sensually. “Let me… just stay here for a bit longer and then… then I’ll drive us home~” Turning his head he pressed a kiss to your cheek. “Just rest, love.”

Masterlist | Ask | 23-09-2023

[sarahmysweetie]

rafe and y/n on their honeymoon!!! are you kidding me? he would spoil her rotten on that honeymoon! i cannot wait to see what your brilliant mind writes for this. i love you <33

Honeymoon

Rafe Cameron x Wife!reader

Hiii thank you so much for the request, i loved this idea and loved writing it so i hope you love it too<3

Warnings: just slight cursing

The taxi driver opens the car trunk and Rafe helps him pull out our suitcases. I put on my sunglasses to shield my eyes from the shining hot sun. I look at our hotel. Through the wide glass doors i see a receptionist greeting and checking-in the visitors. Rafe tips the taxi driver and i try to grab my suitcase.

"Nah i got it", Rafe says and grabs them both.

"You sure?" i smile and he nods. We walk inside and i immediately feel relief from the hot weather of Italy. My heels knock on the floor and i grab the hem of my dress as i step down the few stairs. Rafe is right behind me with our suitcases.

"You can go sit while i check us in", he tells me and kisses my cheek. I sit down on a comfortable armchair and Rafe leaves our suitcases next to me.

"Would you like some refreshment?" i hear and turn my head. There is a sweet lady with a tray full of drinks.

"Thank you", i smile and she carefully hands me one. She leaves and offers a drink to a couple that just walked in. I sip the drink. It tastes like fresh lemons. I look at my husband handling our reservation. It’s always been my dream to have my honeymoon in Italy. When we started to plan the trip, Rafe told me that he would be taking care of everything. First it was hard for me to not get involved and to not stress about the plane tickets and reservations, but then i learned to just trust Rafe and let him handle everything. I’m lost in my thoughts when i feel a hand on my shoulder. 

“Third floor”, Rafe says, waving the key cards in front of my face.

Our room is large and spacious. There is a king size bed and an antique style balcony. I open the balcony door and step outside. The views are beautiful. I can see the pool below us, but when i lift my gaze, i see the beautiful blue sea. I feel Rafe stepping out behind me and wrapping his arms around my waist.

"You happy?" he asks while swaying us from side to side.

"So happy", i whisper.

"What do you wanna do now?" Rafe spins me around. I look at his deep blue eyes that remind me of the sea.

"I want to swim."

I change to my new blue bikini with golden details. I look at my reflection in the mirror and suck my stomach in.

"Nah don't do that shit you look great", i hear Rafe saying. I look at him through the mirror, taking off his shirt and looking back at me with only swimming shorts on.

"Why did i eat all that chocolate at the airport?" i groan and squeeze my stomach, looking at myself in the mirror.

"Cause you were hungry and you like chocolate", Rafe says as he puts his slippers on.

"You need to stop being so hard on yourself. You always look beautiful. Now, let's relax and have fun", he places his hand on my waist pulling me to his side. I look up at him and he pecks my lips. I smile and we walk out holding hands.

We decide to stay at the pool, the sea can wait. The beach is filled with kids running and splashing around and there is only few people at the pool so the decision wasn't hard. I lay down on a sun lounger, putting my shades on.

"You need sunscreen", Rafe says sitting down a lounger next to me, opening a bottle. I smile and sit up, turning my back at him. I feel his warm hands spreading sunscreen all over my back. I close my eyes as he massages my sore muscles. When he's done, i turn around and he squeezes the cream on my hand. I spread it all over my arms, legs and body.

"Your turn", i say and start massaging the sunscreen on my husbands back. I peck a kiss on his jaw when i'm done. We lie down on the sun loungers, but then i remember.

"Shit, i forgot my facial sunscreen inside. I can't use this, it will give me pimples", i sit up and take off my sunglasses.

"No, no, i can go get it", Rafe shoots up.

"It's fine you don't have to do everything for me" i resist and grab him by his arm.

"But i want to", Rafe insists and gently pushes my body back down. I sigh and smile, closing my eyes again.

I guess i fell asleep, cause i wake up to something touching my face. I open my eyes and see Rafe's face. He is spreading the cream on my face, carefully stroking my cheeks. I almost start laughing. He is spoiling me rotten.

"Shh, don't laugh, i don't wanna get this in your mouth", Rafe smiles, looking focused. I obediently close my mouth, trying to control my expression but still smile.

"Don't think this would taste pretty good", he mumbles under his breath.

"How did i manage to fall asleep in that time?", i wonder.

"It took me pretty long, i also got us drinks", Rafe passes me a red drink with a straw.

"Thank you sweetie", i reach my hand and grab it. Rafe smiles as i sip the drink.

I'm not sure how long we spent at the pool. We swam and lied on the loungers, until Rafe said that we should probably head back inside.

"Why?" i ask as i stand up and wrap my towel around me.

"We got a dinner reservation at seven", he answers me.

"Really? Where?" i start getting excited. I grab Rafe's wrist. He is the one who always wears a watch, i always forget to. I slightly bend his arm and my head to see the clock from the right angle. 5:30. I'm glad that Rafe remembered to give me time to get ready.

"You'll see where", Rafe grins.

"Not you keeping me on my toes", i smile and look at him, trying to read his face. He just shrugs his shoulders, looking smug and proud.

"Can you zip me up?" i ask and turn my back to Rafe. He sweeps my hair over my shoulder and zips up my red dress. He buttons his button-up and then we leave. He told me that the restaurant wasn't far away and i wanted to walk. I hold Rafe's hand as we walk down the street, the air slowly cooling down.

"Here we are", he says and holds the door open for me. I walk inside to the dimly lit restaurant. There is some people eating and chatting, but overall it's very quiet and atmospheric. We walk to a man who greets us smiling.

"Hi, a reservation for Cameron", Rafe says. The waiter browses a list and then puts it down.

"This way sir", he says politely and shows us the way to our table. Rafe pulls me the chair and i sit down smiling. There is pretty flowers and a li candle on the table. The waiter hands us menus, and we thank him.

I ordered my favorite dish. We chatted while we waited for the food, and now we're eating in a comfortable silence.

"Thank you for taking care of everything", i say after a while. Rafe looks up at me and smiles.

"I wanted you to have a fun, nice honeymoon", he says and cuts his steak.

"It's only the first day and i'm already ready to live like this", i laugh.

"At least we still got a week", he smiles.

"But to be honest Rafe, i would be happy everywhere with you", i tell him and he grabs my hand over the table.

"Me too. I really love you, i hope you know that", he squeezes my hand.

"You've made it pretty clear", i smile and look into his eyes.

"And i really love you too."

We are lying on our hotel room bed, my leg draped over Rafe's body. My eyes are closed and my head is resting against his chest.

"I'm really happy to be married to you", Rafe whispers.

"Me too", i say and his hand tighten around my body.

"I had really fun today", i lift my head and kiss his cheek.

"I'm glad that you did. All i want is to make you happy", he says in a sleepy voice.

"You make me so happy", i whisper. Rafe lifts my head up from his chest and presses his lips to mine. I wrap my arm around his neck and place my other hand against his cheek. His hand is in my hair, the other one holding my waist. I could drown into this feeling. I try to put all the love i feel for him in to this kiss, make him know what i feel when i see his face, what i feel when his hands touch me or when we breathe the same air. The kiss becomes more intense and I throw my leg over his body, breaking the kiss for a second, gasping for air before he pulls me back in. My hands go from Rafe's face to his shoulders and back. I feel his hands on my waist, then on my back, and then everywhere. I lose my surroundings as i melt to his touch.

[b0r3dtod3ath]

Sweetheart

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description: Y/N and Wilbur being high school sweethearts 

an: a lil headcanon list that i came up with; i imagine y/n and wilbur being in high school and they both aren’t popular but they aren't underdogs either,

warnings: mention of alcohol and anxiety; y/n not being a fan of public display of affection

-Wilbur wasn’t very lucky with girls. He had some crushes buy oh boy when his eyes laid on you.. He was walking with his head in the clouds. He regretted that he hasn’t noticed your beauty earlier. To him you were like an angel. Teachers would get mad at him for not paying attention to class while he was admiring you. 

-It was hard not to notice. Will’s best friend quickly connected the dots and started talking to you and inviting you to hang out with them. At first it was quite awkward but with time Wilbur became more and more comfortable around you. He still couldn’t hide his crush. 

-With time you had also developed some feelings towards him. You saw in him what most girls couldn’t - not only his height but also his sense of humour, ability to lift up everybody's mood and this special spark. You always felt safe with him. He would always offer to keep you company while coming back to your house in the evenings. 

-After some convincing Wilbur decided to confess his feelings to you. It was a usual walk from your mutual friend’s house to your home. As soon as you left your friend he started getting nervous “So, I wanted to tell you something.” he lost all his words. You stared at him as he avoided your eyes. The two of you heard a distant yelling of your friend “Are you going to tell her you love her or not?!!” and the rest was history.

-Wilbur was a very sweet person. He would do anything to make you happy - show up with flowers on a random day, bring you coffee to school or even visit you when you were sick just to keep you company,

-You would always wander around a city after school. This would usually end up in cute unplanned dates near the seaside,

-I’m so convinced you would try alcohol for the first time together and end up tipsy in a meadow,

-Also figuring out how to make out- lots of laughs, constantly asking each other is it okay, really listening and paying attention to each other. Anytime a moan escapes your lips Wilbur smiles and makes a little note in his head. (nothing happens beyond this - just to be clear).

-A lot of little dates: going to the theatre, picnics in the parks, lots of walks, 

-It always felt weird for you to be all over your boyfriend at school so you usually behaved like you were just friends. You weren’t hiding your relationship but it felt uncomfortable for you. It quickly began to bother Wilbur. “Did I do something? You act differently when we are at school. The moment we exit the building you are back to normal acting like nothing has happened. I feel as if you don’t want people to know we are a couple.” he randomly stated while you two were sitting at the beach enjoying the afternoon sun. “I just don’t like rubbing into everyone’s faces that we are in a relationship. That’s all.” you looked into his eyes as you spoke. You could clearly see worry in them. “Is it about me?” he quietly asked. “Oh, no, no, honey of course no. It’s just I don’t like being so transparent in school. I love you more than anything, Wilby. I would never be embarrassed or anything because of you.” You grabbed his cheeks in your hands as you spoke. A single tear escaped his eye but you quickly wiped it. To show him you meant what you said you kissed him and pulled into a hug. 

-This boy is so anxious sometimes. A lot of the times he needs your reassurance. Whenever he would feel down his mom would call you and ask if you wanted to stay at theirs overnight. You had those little self care nights for him. You would help him refresh and organise the room a bit. Later you would put on a movie or start a game. You would spend hours praising him, giving him soft massages and kisses, playing with his hair. You wanted to make sure he feels as safe with you as you with him.

-Overall a very pure first love :)

[coolbanana44]

Attention to Detail - C.L

AN: Hi guys! If anyone knows how to make a masterlist please message me because I don't know how to start one lol! I am also not so goo with ending stories so please forgive me!

Summary: You think Charles forgets something important!

You woke up from the usual 6am alarm. Usually you would just turn the other way as Charles gets up and ready for his morning workout, but today was your day. You weren’t a selfish person by any means but you absolutely loved your birthday. You loved getting the phone calls from relatives and friends, singing you happy birthday. Loved getting the presents from your parents, as they were always silly and something you would never think of getting. But most importantly you loved having Charles to yourself for the day. It wasn’t often that you got to spend a whole 24 hours with your boyfriend of 2 years, so a day like this was always special. 

As soon as you heard the annoying ring, you opened your eyes to the most beautiful sight. Charles' arm above his head, flexing as he fluttered open his hazy green eyes. His chest tanned and glowing from the sunrise peeking through the curtains. You started tracing your fingers across his exposed chest, not able to keep yourself from touching the beautiful man beside you.

“Good morning mon amour.” The raspiness of his morning voice sends shivers down your spine. 

“Good morning Cha.” You lean on your elbows to give your man a peck on his cute button nose. He smiles and moves his hands to rub your back. You two just stare at each other for a little bit, both thinking about how you are so lucky. 

“I have to get dressed before Andreas gets here.” You pout and give him your best puppy eyes. He just laughs and gives you a kiss before he moves to get out of bed and into the bathroom. 

You thought about how weird it was that he didn’t even say happy birthday to you, but you didn’t read too much into it as you began to think about what Charles has planned for you both today. Last year, he surprised you and flew you and your parents out to Paris and you guys had dinner in the Eiffel tower. You never been to Paris and you always expressed how badly you wanted to go to Charles. He was a hopeless romantic when it came to you. When you couldn’t make it to a race because of work, he always came back with flowers. If you were in the office he would often surprise you with lunch if he had time in between meetings. Your mind was running with all sorts of ideas of what could be the plans for the day. Maybe a picnic on the beach? A whole boat day? Maybe he is taking me out for a spa day, since I told him a couple of days ago that I wanted to go get massages with him!

Your creative mind came to a stop when you saw him walk out with the all black Puma workout attire. He smiles softly seeing you sitting up on the bed. He walks over to you to give you a kiss on the cheek. He grabs his socks from the drawer by the bedside, and starts putting his socks and shoes on. 

“After my workout I have a couple of meetings and then Carlos wants to have dinner together to discuss the upcoming season. You should call Isa and go out together today.” 

“Oh…. um okay.” You tried putting on your best fake smile, but how could he forget your birthday? You were angry but you didn’t want Charles to feel bad about forgetting so you had to suck it up. But even with your best fake smile on, Charles could see right through you.

“What's wrong mon ange?” He came up to you rubbing your arm. You sucked up all the tears threatening to fall, and muster a small smile. 

“Nothing Cha. I will call Isa, now go, you don’t want Andreas waiting too long.” 

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“I mean how could he forget Isa? It’s not like my birthday changes every year!” You complain as you take a sip of wine. 

Isa came over about an hour ago and when you saw her walking through your apartment door you instantly started to cry thinking about your boyfriend's big screw up. Now you both were on the couch wrapped up in blankets drinking the overly expensive wine from your collection. 

“He is stupid Y/N……..Hey, I have an idea.” Isa wiggled her eyebrows and you knew that you were about to be in trouble. 

—---------------------------

“You look absolutely gorgeous Y/N!” Isa somehow convinced you that you guys should go to a bar that you’ve been wanting to go to. So now you are standing in your bathroom mirror with Isa, putting the finishing touches on your makeup. 

When you took a good look at yourself, you had to agree with her. The short, strapless,  tight red dress showcased your curves to perfection, your tanned legs looked long and soft with your silver strappy heels. Your makeup highlighted the features on your face and your lips looked so kissable with the sultry clear gloss. 

“Are you ready to go?” You gave Isa a tight smile and nodded. You wanted to have fun tonight and forget about your boyfriend's forgetfulness. 

Since Isa drove here, she offered to drive to the bar. You have driven past the bar before in the past so you found it weird that she was taking the long way. You also noticed that she was looking at her phone every minute, but you didn’t say anything as you were just thinking about how she must've been lost. She finally pulled up to the parking lot of the beachside bar and when she parked the car, she looked at you and smiled.

“Let's have some fun Y/N.” Isa stepped out of the car and you followed. You noticed how quiet the place seemed to be from the inside even though there was a good amount of cars parked outside. When you reached the door Isa made you look at her, and she fixed a couple of pieces of hair that had fallen in your face. She then smiled at you and opened the door. 

“SURPRISE!” You whipped your head to see that inside the bar had been a bunch of family and friends crowded around balloons and streamers. You were in shock, you covered your chest with your hand, taken back by the grand gesture. You looked around at everyone and noticed that most of them were your friends from the states that you haven’t seen in months. You ran towards them, squealing with joy. They gave you a group hug as you all laughed and swayed back and forth. Your friends let you go out of their embrace, noticing someone special had made their way. 

“Happy birthday mon amour.” You let the tears fall as you turned around to see his beautiful green eyes. You threw your arms around him and he immediately reciprocated the action. 

“I thought you forgot.” You whispered in his ear. 

“I could never forget the most special day of the year.” You laughed at his cheesiness. He continued on.

“I remember a couple of weeks ago you mentioned you wish you could see your friends from the states for your birthday. So I flew them out here as a surprise.” You hugged him even tighter, scared that if you spoke you would break down into happy tears. You couldn’t believe how you found a man that remembers and notices the little things. He was the most amazing man you have ever met, so when you pulled away from the hug you grabbed his face and gave him a kiss. 

[thisismysecondrodeo]

obsessed with thinking about how ted would react to seeing y/n in more revealing clothes for the first time; short shorts, a crop top, a bikini, maybe some lingerie that y/n picked out just for him 😁😁

AN: Thank you for being patient this request has been bumping around in my inbox for a while and it's a good one!!

Swimsuit for reference (a black-owned brand I highly recommend so affordable! I own 3 of their swimsuits lol)

Rating: Mature

Tags: Secret Relationship, Established Relationship, Pre-smut, Vacation, When you're trying to get it on but your boss walks in, Reader in a swimsuit, Ted losing it just a little Fic Masterlist

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You and Ted had been surprisingly successful at keeping your relationship under wraps at work. Of course HR knew; as soon as you got hired as Rebecca's personal assistant and Ted volunteered to give you a tour of the pitch, you knew he'd be a problem. You saw more of his broad shoulders in his white polo than you saw any of Nelson Road. And you were too busy looking at him to notice him looking at you. Back upstairs, you tried to surreptitiously ask for the policy on dating colleagues, but it was obvious who you were interested in, and it only took a few days for both of you to get your shit together and make a move.

It was a mutual decision to keep the relationship quiet: you were still getting your bearings at work and Ted had enough going on as it was. But it was certainly nice to pop in on him on quiet days with a coffee or to sit out on the pitch while you sent emails and pretend like you didn't see Ted trying to impress you with tricks the boys had taught him. A few of the boys had asked if you were seeing anyone and Keeley and Rebecca had tried to set you up a few times, and you were so thankful for the friendships you were forming but it was getting harder to come up with creative ways to shut them down. You and Ted hadn't spoken about how long you would keep things under wraps but you were in no big rush, especially when you still got to come home to your boyfriend in a Kansas City t-shirt and sweatpants cooking carbonara and offering you a glass of wine.

"So are you excited for the teambuilding extravaganza," you smiled at Ted as you hopped up on the counter beside him watching him beat together eggs and cheese.

"Sure am! I'm already packed. Looking forward to 5 beautiful days in Majorca. Just hope the boys don't get into too much trouble out there."

"M-Majorca?"

Ted looked at you over his shoulder confused at your reaction but then he smirked, "Well yeah? Why is something wrong with Majorca?"

"Nothing's wrong with Majorca," you laughed. "Rebecca just asked me to go with her to Majorca but she didn't mention anything about the team..."

Ted was plating up pasta as you chuckled over what you thought was a coincidence and you followed him to the table. "I may have been a little earworm in the bosses' ear, suggested the boys might stay out of the news if the boss was nearby."

"Ted!" You exclaimed when you realized he looked somewhat sheepish. "What you're saying is you tricked my boss into going on vacation so you could hang out on a beach with your girlfriend?"

Conveniently, Ted had too much pasta in his mouth to respond beyond a small shrug and you laughed. You were only teasingly mad, because you were already planning the outfits you'd pack and the sneaking around the two of you'd get into. "Well I guess I better get packing too," you said and watched as Ted beamed.

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You'd scheduled Rebecca a couple hours of massages and facials and she'd invited you to join her but you declined. You weren't lying when you told her you weren't big on massages, but you certainly did have ulterior motives. You slipped on a swimsuit you'd bought specifically with Ted in mind: a colorful abstract two pieces, thin straps crisscrossing your midsection. He'd sent you a selfie from the hotel beach so you knew exactly where he'd be. He'd captioned it vacation face because he hadn't shaved and his salt and pepper scruff was in full effect. You couldn't deny it did something to you to see it in a picture, you knew you'd lose it to see it in person.

Stepping out on the beach, a few of the players called out hellos and you waved but kept moving, knowing you were still technically at work and just popping out to see Ted. You found him in a beach chair next to Beard, who was snoozing with his latest paperback tented over his face. Ted on the other hand was looking right at you, the arms of his orange-tinted sunglasses glinting in the sun, his lips slightly parted. You smiled, but crossing the sand with his gaze heavy on you brought on a sudden wave of lust. You wanted to know exactly what he was thinking and feeling. You wanted to climb into his lap in that chair and feel his stubble, secret relationship be damned.

He took his sunglasses off as you approached, tucking them into the pocket of the short sleeve linen shirt he was wearing. He looked downright delectable on vacation and you couldn't wait to say just that. Meanwhile, he was looking at you like a precious piece of art. His eyes roamed every inch of your exposed skin from top to bottom and back again and a blush crept up his cheeks that you knew wasn't just from the sun

"Hiya Coach," you flirted and Ted bit his bottom lip, his hand reaching for you on instinct before he realized where he was.

"Hi Y/N, you look...," he glanced over at Beard but seemed content that the man was sleeping, "fucking fantastic." Your jaw dropped at the profanity that he never used in public but put to use frequently in the bedroom. The look in Ted's eyes was as erotic as you've ever seen and you wanted his hands on you immediately.

"I was going to ask if this seat was taken," you gestured to the chair on the other side of him, "but you're looking a little...hot." You grinned, leaning just a bit closer under the guise of getting under the umbrella. "Why don't you come inside with me for a bit, Coach?"

Ted moved like you had just told him there was a fire and you couldn't help but laugh at the way he kicked through the sand. You caught up and led him to the suite you shared with Rebecca, figuring you still had a solid hour and a half before her pampering was over, and Ted was sharing with Beard who was asleep at the moment but could come knocking any minute. You pulled Ted into your private room and his hands were on you instantly as the two of you tumbled onto the plush hotel bed.

"Now where did you get this little number," Ted whispered gruffly in your ear as he trailed his fingers along the straps just below your belly button.

"That's what you want to ask when you could be asking me to take it off," you sighed and Ted smiled devilishly.

"I dunno," Ted said, pulling the fabric of the bottoms to the side and sliding his finger where you were already embarrassingly slick, "Maybe I'm thinking of keeping them on." Ted placed hot, open-mouthed kisses along your neck, his scruff sending little shockwaves to where his fingers were still exploring and you whimpered loudly.

And then you heard, "Y/N?"

The two of you had been so distracted you hadn't heard Rebecca come into the common area of the suite. You looked at Ted wide-eyed not sure if you should slide out from under him and answer or pretend you weren't there. Ted looked as tense as you felt, silently sliding your bottoms back in place. He looked around for somewhere to hide and sat up, in the process knocking a book off your nightstand with a sharp thud.

Undeterred and unaware, Rebecca knocked and then pushed the door open talking the whole time. "I ended up leaving the appointment early because I forgot I had a call with a member of the foundation about the gala, do you think you could order me—"

Rebecca finally looked up and noticed your... entanglement. You and Ted hadn't moved a muscle—you were on your back in a skimpy swimsuit and Ted was sitting next to you, one leg off the bed and shirt unbuttoned. There was absolutely no mistaking what Rebecca had just interrupted and you could see the little amused smile on her face.

"Oh, hello Coach Lasso." Ted gave her a small wave, tucking his shirt around himself like a robe. "Will you be joining us for lunch?"

You couldn't help it. You outright cackled at the ridiculousness of this moment. "I'm SO sorry, Rebecca, I'll—"

"No, no," she responded immediately, "I shouldn't have just barged in like that. I'll leave you two to—uh, well. I'll leave. But then I want all the details." Rebecca winked at you as she shut the door and you dissolved into giggles looking at Ted's mortified face.

"We're so lucky we have a cool boss," you whispered, sitting up to kiss Ted apologetically.

"You won't hear me disagreein', but boy was that embarrassing," Ted chuckled, "next time I'll just kick Beard out."

"Well, you might as well text him now because I'll be seeing you tonight."

[trofysisters]

Катя. Ч. 1

Кажется Катя что-то задумала. (It seems Katya is up to something)

Ни разу они не ездили в путешествие. Пора уже исправить это упущение, заодно и с дочерью время провести, а то ни разу она родителей не навестила за время учебы, сама не звонит, не пишет. (They never went on a trip. It’s time to correct this omission, and at the same time spend time with my daughter, otherwise she never visited her parents during her studies, she doesn’t call or write to them)

Даже дождь на острове Твикки не мог испортить настроение супругам. (Even the rain on Twicky Island couldn't dampen the couple's mood)

Увидев пляж перед бунгало, они радостно бросились копаться в песке. А какой восторг, что из песка можно лепить, например, замок. (Seeing the beach in front of the bungalow, they happily rushed to dig in the sand. And what a delight that you can sculpt, for example, a castle out of sand)

Вода теплая и не пахнет хлоркой?! Большего для счастья супругам и не нужно! Только Карина оказалась более придирчивой и потащила родителей на общественный участок. (The water is warm and does not smell of bleach?! Spouses don’t need anything more to be happy! Only Karina turned out to be more picky and dragged her parents to a public lot)

На горячих источниках проводился мастер-класс по гавайским танцам. Ну всё, теперь точно жизнь удалась, а путешествие стоило своих средств. (A Hawaiian dance master class was held at the hot springs. Well, that’s it, now life is definitely a success, and the trip was worth its money)

Пока семья попробовала экзотическую кухню, Карина рассказывала о своих успехах, что она лучшая студентка университета и ей якобы вручили за это приз. (While the family tried exotic cuisine, Karina talked about her successes, that she was the best student at the university and that she was allegedly awarded a prize for this)

Пока Катя обучалась технике массажа горячими камнями, Карина заявила отцу, что не хочет к ним возвращаться после университета, пусть купят ей квартиру. Сашка был, мягко говоря, шокирован, что его кровиночка собирается бросить престарелых родителей. (While Katya was learning hot stone massage techniques, Karina told her father that she didn’t want to return to them after university, let them buy her an apartment. Sashka was, to put it mildly, shocked that his daughter was going to leave her elderly parents)

Кате он, конечно же, ничего не сказал, но во время катания на парашюте был рассеян и плохо затянул ремни себе и родным, поэтому семья упала в воду, и настроение было окончательно испорченно, (He, of course, didn’t say anything to Katya, but during the parachute ride he was distracted and did not tighten the seat belts for himself and his family, so the family fell into the water, and the mood was completely ruined,)

но только не у Кати. Пока остальные спали, она устроила себе ночное купание. Никаких бортиков, никто не плавает перед носом - как же круто! (but not Katya's. While the others were sleeping, she took a night bath. There are no sides, no one is swimming in front of your nose - how cool!)

На следующее утро Катя решила, что вести себя перед аборигенами нужно достойно, а не как дикари, выбравшиеся на отдых. Она купила сувениры и легла позагорать, (The next morning, Katya decided that she needed to behave in front of the natives with dignity, and not like savages who had gone out on vacation. She bought souvenirs and lay down to sunbathe)

пока ее муж и дочь, как дети малые, бегали по старинному пиратскому кораблю, дергали штурвал, забирались мачту, ходили по доске. (while her husband and daughter, like small children, ran around the old pirate ship, pulled the steering wheel, climbed the mast, walked on the plank)

Ближе к вечеру семья отправилась смотреть на туземный танец с огнем, а после - на тропических рыб через стеклянный пол лодки во время экскурсии. Катя не смотрела фильм "Челюсти" поэтому ночью вновь плавала вдали от берега, не обращая внимание на зловещий плавник неподалеку в воде. (In the late afternoon, the family went to watch the native fire dance, and then to watch the tropical fish through the glass floor of the boat during the excursion. Katya had not watched the movie “Jaws,” so at night she again swam away from the shore, not paying attention to the ominous fin nearby in the water)

Остальные туристы были более осторожны. Возле костра они рассказывали друг другу жуткие истории об акулах и призраке капитана пиратов. (Other tourists were more cautious. Near the fire, they told each other creepy stories about sharks and the ghost of the pirate captain)

А у меня сегодня День рождения! :) (And today is my birthday!)

[softie-rain]

sorry I'm still thinking about that photo you sent me this morning so like. Beach day with Sej! Splashing each other in the water, picnic by the shore, sitting on his lap, yknow cutesy stuff like that!! Bonus of you two helping each other put on sunscreen 🤭🤭

who isn't thinking about it tbh

Imagine maybe you've had such a stressfull week, either at work or for upcoming exams, and Sej decided to reward you with a beach day!!

You're just so excited to be spending time with him that you immediately throw yourself into the water. He yells at you to go back there and you just frown and pout, "But I wanna swim with my beautiful boyfriend! Why don't you join me instead?"

"Nu-uh, help me put the sunscreen on first!"

Imagine it's also maybe the first time you see Sejanus shirtless - maybe you haven't been dating for that long - but seriously just picture you seeing his chest for the first time and not expect him to be that, you know, ripped? And his shoulders, God his shoulders.

He walks up at you taking off his shirt and you can't help but let out a small "woah." He chuckles and pretends not to have heard but HE DID.

You start applying the sunscreen on his back and you're just blushing the whole time, and when he offers to do it on you? Oh my. He's so delicate and gentle, somehow even ends up giving you a free massage on your neck and he loves how you melt under his touch.

When you finally do jump in the water I just know he's always splashing you and "drowing" you, he just wants to make you laugh!!

The pic-nic I feel like it was a surprise, he made small sandwiches and prepared some snacks for you guys to have, and you're so happy you throw yourself at him kissing him when you see what he's done for you.

You spend all day at the beach, insisting that you want to see the sunset. I also totally see him forbidding you to swim before three hours after you had lunch.

You sit on his lap and just imagine making out with him with the sunset in the background? All the beautiful colours around you?? YOU ON HIS LAP?????

He'd also brings a portable camera or a polaroid, just so he'll take so many photos of you, and him, of you on his lap, of you in the sea, of you on his lap!!

Did I already mention you on his lap

also small scenario in which Coryo and Lucy Gray are together because I need another couple for it to work: fight in the water. Imagine he pick you up on his shoulders and Coriolanus does the same with Lucy Gray and you just fight you know

But like the focus here is that you're on Sejanus' shoulders

[fuk-emup]

⋆༺𓆩Summer Breeze𓆪༻⋆

James Hetfield x female!reader

Warnings: smut, beach sex, fingering, unprotected piv, kind of fluff, breeding.

It was a summer in 1989 in Los Angeles, you were on the beach with your boyfriend, James... the people were already leaving the beach, the sunset was beautiful. "Babe, can you put sunscreen on my back?" James asks, smiling at you, he was putting sunscreen for a sunset, but he just wanted to feel your hands massaging his skin.

"Of course!" You say excited, you jump behind James and take the sunscreen, put sunscreen on your palms and start rubbing it on James's back, massaging it while admiring his sexy broad back, smirking as you see your scratches, feeling proud... hearing James groan at your massages. "Is that okay, Jamie?" You ask him quietly as you keep massaging his back...

"Oh- yeah, that feels really good..." James whimpers as you move towards his shoulders, also massaging them softly, as he enjoys your touch.

After a while, massaging his shoulder and making him groan, you decide to place yourself in between his thighs, facing him. "Hi..." You whisper softly, James admires your features while you put more sunscreen in your palm.

"Hi, gorgeous girl.." James whispers back, smiling at you. You smile back at him, all flustered... you start massaging his chest, making James lay down on the towel, now you're straddling into him. massaging his chest, with a bit of blonde hairs. You glance at James's face, looking at his features, turned into a pleasure expression as he casually moans softly.

"Stop..." he says from sudden, making you stop and get confused at this. did you do something wrong?

"What's wrong?" You ask, confused as you move your hands away from James's body, scared of having commit a mistake.

"Nothing, just wait.." James places his hand over your thigh, looking around looking who's in the beach. You look around trying to find out what he is looking at... "The beach is pretty empty," James says with a smirk on his face as he strokes your thigh, up and down and giving a light squeeze to your hip.

"What do you mean?" You say, trying to act like a dumb, who doesn't know what he means, while James glances at your half-naked body.

"Well, you got me excited with your massage, really excited, Darling.." James strokes your left hip as he keeps admiring you and your body. You look around, seeing a couple walking far away, and about 6 persons.

"What if we get caught?" You ask, wanting to but feeling a little scared about getting caught.

"We won't, trust me, everyone is far away..." James keeps stroking the sides of your body, as you still straddling him and feel him grow hard under you and his shorts. Slowly, James switches your position. Now, him being on top of you, you look up at his beautiful blue eyes, admiring his features as he admires yours.

"You're so pretty..." James kisses your lips, kissing him back, from sudden, he pulls away. "You're so pretty and mine..." James kisses you again, but this time, harder and more passionately than before. You and James keep kissing for a long while, James stroking the sides of your body. "The people are leaving.." James whispers softly as he kisses your jawline and neck, rubbing your waist.

"Oh yeah? That's good..." You whisper with your eyes closed while enjoying James's kisses.

"Yeah.." he answers as he kisses your tits on the cleavage of your bikini top and over it. You moan softly, James moves your bikini bottom to the sides of your tits, licking around your nipples, making you moan quietly.

James looks up at you as he licks your right nipple, sucking it and playing with your left nipple on his hand, rolling it on his finger. Bitting your own bottom lip, shutting your moans as James plays with your nipples, licking, sucking and twisting them, you can feel James groaning while he plays with your tits.

"James..." You moan his name, looking at him smirking with your nipple on his mouth, him noticing you blushed at his actions.

"Mmm, babe..." James groan as he moves your bikini bottom to the side. "you're soaking wet" James says smirking as he slips his fingers into your slit, dragging them up and down and rubbing your clit in small tight circles. James kisses your lips, your moans being muffled against his lips, feeling his index finger rubbing against your clit and moving his in towards your entrance, teasing you. "I love this pretty pussy.."

You moan his name in between kisses, James pulls away from the kiss and looks at you into your eyes as he slids his fingers in to you. Closing your eyes and opening your mouth, letting soft moans slip out, James smirks at this and crashes his lips against yours as his fingers pump in and out slowly. James's fingers pump faster as his thumb rubs your clit, you and James keep kissing, your moans muffling against his lips as he tongue slips into your mouth.

His lips mouth lower, leaving a trail of kisses from your lips to your collarbone, feeling his fingers pump in you and his thumb rubbing your clit in small tight circles, you try to keep your moans in a low volume. Feeling empty when James takes his hand away from your pussy, both looking into each other eyes, but, you look at his lips while he licks his finger with your fluids, smirking while he does this. "James!..I want you." you whine at this.

James laughs at this and places his left arm beside your head, and he uses his right hand to wrap your legs around him. "i want you too.." James says as he leaves small kisses all over your face, you gasp as you feel his tip dragging from your entrance to your clit, rubbing your clit with his tip.

"Yeah..?" you say, almost like moan, as he keeps teasing you, sliding the tip of his cock in you, and pulling it out. You feel James smirking and laughing quietly. You gasp when James slides his dick in you, both moaning.

"God... you feel so good" James says as he doesn't move so you can get used to his dick, rubbing your clit, as he starts thrusting into you slowly and softly. As the minutes went by, James started a faster and harder pace, placing a his left hand over your lips, muting your moans while he groans and his right hand keeps rubbing your clit, you feel the knot in your stomach forming while he whimpers.

James pace is not fast or slow, but it's hard. The obscene sound of your slick with James', sounding with the sound of James thighs crashing against your butt and thighs.

You both see some people walking, remembering that you're in public, with the adrenaline at its maximum level, and feeling the summer breeze hitting your bodies, with the relaxing sounds of the waves, added to the sunset and your boyfriend fucking you, this is perfect!

You feel James twitching inside of you, his thrust get faster and uncoordinated as the knot in your stomach starts getting tighter. Your moans increase, James' lips kissing yours, your moans being mutted against his lips, as his groans are also being mutted against yours.

James groans become groans and moans as you get tighter around him, both on the edge, his cock twitching. With a last thrust, you realize your orgasm around James' cock, James hand keeps rubbing your throbbing clit, as his face changes into a pleasure expression and he realizes his cum inside of you.

Groaning, James rests his head on your shoulder while both pant and catch your breath after that orgasm. You rub James' back, completely relaxed, James moves and pulls his dick out of you, putting his shorts back on its place, also moving your bikini bottom to the side.

You look into James' eyes as he stares at your tits, James pouts his lips when he moves your bikini top back to its place. "James!" You say you notice his sad face. You laugh at this.

"What?" James also laughs, and he lays next to you, laying on his side and making you also lay on your side. "I love you," James says as he wraps his arms around you and lies his head on your chest.

"I love you too..." You kiss James' forehead, playing with his hair.

"Yeah, but I love you more..." James says giggling, you notice both of you are blushing and giggling.

"I don't think so.." You whisper, looking at James shaking your head.

"I do.. I love you more.." James nods, looking at you.

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This is kind of long, idk, I named it after the type o negative song 🤭.

so I couldn't find pics of 89' James on the beach, but I found other pics from other years of him in the beach/pool (I found more, but there's a limit of pics per post 😪)

[selfcontrolskey]

“I hope this night never ends..”

❗️Plot wasn’t mine but I did write all of it❗️

One shot Conrad fisher imagine

I don’t really like this but I need to post 🥲

IN FAVOR OF SEASON 2 OF TSITP

( Us Conrad girls need to stay strong season 2 also sorry this is very short )

Conrad Fisher x Reader

As the sun finally set me in a couple of my friends decided to stay at the beach for a little longer but of course they called more people because we wanted to have a bonfire and they said it would be a waste if only three people got to enjoy it and I didn’t argue so that’s what they did.

Everybody started gathering around the fire, getting cozy and close with her friends and partners.

I pulled my legs closer to my chest even though there was a bonfire. It was still a bit cold and of course I didn’t bring a jacket because I thought we were only staying for the sunset.

As I looked around to see everybody, talking and laughing I heard somebody walking up behind me as the stand crunch under their feet and there he was my best friend Conrad Fisher.

He looked at me and Shook his head as he started taking off his jacket “here” he said softly, with a smile.

“What about you?” I said worriedly, “don’t worry about me I’ll be fine.” I could tell he was lying. but before I could say anything about not wanting his jacket and how I wasn’t gonna wear it he pulled me onto lap.

He slide his jacket off his shoulders and wrapped it around me and didn’t let me take it back off. “Just wear it please.” He muttered.

I looked into his eyes and he was giving me that look he always gives me when he wants me to do something for him. “Fine” I tried sounded annoyed because he always gets his way with me around him but he knew I wasn’t. 

After a minute, I can feel him shivering under me so I wrap my arms around him with his jacket and rubbed his back. Trying to keep him warm. He moved his arms under the jacket and snaked his arms around my waist.

He pulled me closer to him then he snuggled his head into the crook of my neck and I started to massage his scalp while playing with his hair. 

I hope this night never ends.



[jacksdinonuggets]

Chaggie agere fic!

Charlie stayed up all night again and needs a break. Sorry if it's too short.

It was about noon when Vaggie really started to get worried. Charlie had stayed up all night, trying to figure out a way to stop extermination and make the hotel work. The girl had eye bags under her eye bags and refused to sleep. The whole Hazbin squad was worried. As vaggie tried to hold an intervention, the rest stood back and watched.

“Come on, Hun, you need a break,” Vaggie said trying to steer Charlie away from her notes. She was currently sitting on the couch in the common area, a bunch of papers with notes on them covered the coffee table and there was a thumb-tack board that was covered with red thread connecting news articles and ideas and more random stuff.

“Extermination is in 4 months, Vaggie! If i can’t find a way to stop it, then everyone will die, and it's all my fault!” She cried. Everything seemed to be her fault. Why couldn't she just be helpful for once?!

“Hey, its not your fault. And not everyone will die. We still have some time. But i think you deserve a much-needed break,” Vaggie rubbed her shoulder from behind the couch. It was a nice massage since she was very tense from the horrible posture she maintained throughout the night.

“No, I don’t. Theres not much time left and I can’t waste it on resting.” Charlie continued to hunch over her work.

“Come on, Princess, ya need a break,” Angel interrupted from the back of the room.

“No, I Don’t! I’m perfectly fine without one!” She snapped at him. He kind of sunk down in defeat, making Charlie worry that she just ruined everything again.

“I- I’m sorry i snapped, but I’m still not gonna put this city’s life at risk because i decided to take a nap,” She apologized. Vaggie looked so done with her girlfriend. They both worried and cared for each other a lot. So, sensing that Charlie was being like this because she didn’t have a break yet, she picked her up from under her armpits like a cat and then cradled her to her chest.

“No! Put me down! I am the princess of hell!” She tried to squirm out of Vaggies hands.

“Sweetie, you need a break,” Vaggie said once again.

“I-.I-” Charlie’s voice cracked before she broke out into sobs. God, she was so exhausted but she couldn’t rest. Sleep was for the weak and she had to prove to heaven how very big and strong she was.

“Shh, Shh, Its okay,” Vaggie whispered in a soothing tone. Charlie curled up even more as she sobbed, giving away a hint that she had now slipped. 

Charlie sometimes would use age regression to cope with extermination or just stressful situations. Vaggie first brought it up to her since she also used it and wanted to give Charlie a healthy coping mechanism to try. The two mostly took care of each other or regressed alone.

Sir pentious wanted to help since he really admired Charlie and her efforts. He slithered his over to them and looked at her.

“Hey, Everything’s ok-” Even louder wails erupted from Charlie as soon as she saw him. Everyone seemed so scary right now besides Vaggie, her caregiver. She just wanted to curl up in bed and cuddle with her stuffies.

“Come on, sweetie, You’re gonna be okay, We’re heading up to our room, alright?” Vaggie comforted her while walking a way. She muttered a ‘sorry’ at Sir Pentious.

Once they reached their master bedroom, Vaggie laid her crying princess on the bed before going into the closet to grab a couple of things. She came out with a beach bag that had rainbows and a sun on it. Inside were her Little Items. She had multiple pacifiers, a few sippy cups and one bottle. She also had a bunch of coloring books and bedtime stories in there. On the bed, currently, was her duck stuffed animal that Lucifier had given to her when she was very young.

Vaggie quickly filled the bottle up with water and gave Charlie her ducky. She sat on the bed and pulled her into her lap to begin rocking her. She started to sing a spanish lullaby, hoping it would help calm her baby down. Luckily it did and her cries were now quiet but she was still very small. So Vaggie held the bottle up to Charlies mouth and she began to suckle on it. All of the crying made her really thirsty.

“I think this little one needs a nap,” Vaggie said once Charlie finished the bottle.

“Bu’ I wanna play,” Charlie pouted.

“You can play when you wake up, but for now, its Night-Nigh time.” Vaggie helped change her little one out of her suspenders and suit and into pajamas before tucking her in.

“Sleep well, Charlie,” Vaggie said before kissing her forehead goodnight.

[drewsbuzzcut]

How It Started

mat barzal x model!fem!reader

a visceral in doses fic

warnings: angst, cussing, argument, mentions pregnancy and i think that’s all

“Is it positive?” The question dares to bring a wince to your face. It’s not that you don’t want another baby, but the timing isn’t exactly good. When is it ever?

You muster up all your courage to look at the pregnancy test sitting on your bathroom counter, and to look Mat in the eyes. You know he can read you like a book, so he must know how you’re feeling right now. You know he sees the way your hands fiddle with each other, the way your lip is stuck between your teeth, and how you can meet his eyes. You know he knows.

Taking a deep breath, you finally grab the daunting test and flip it around. You’re quick to exhale the breath you weren’t aware that you were holding, almost feeling guilty that you’re relieved.

“It’s negative,” you tell Mat, watching him like a hawk to see what emotions will flash across his face. He doesn’t look upset, just concerned which in return makes you concerned.

“If you aren’t pregnant, what’s up with the vomiting here and there and the mood-swings?”

“Well, I’m stressed with work, but it’s nothing I can’t handle,” you explain your reasoning as to why you might’ve been feeling sick and moody.

You throw the test away, walking towards Mat and reaching out for him. As soon as he’s up, his arms are around you. His strong arms hold you firmly, warming you to the touch. It’s one of your favorite places to be. You turn to face him, throwing your arms around his neck and pecking his lips repeatedly to bring out his cheeky smile. His hands rest on the small of your back, massaging out the tension in your muscles.

“Oh! I forgot to tell you: I got asked to do a photo shoot on some beach! I think I’ll be flying out at the end of this week,” you inform Mat, extremely excited about this shoot.

You watch the way his smile falls. Your own starts to falter. His eyes turn cold and his hold on you goes slack.

“What?” You question, not being able to take any negative reaction from him.

“Do you think that’s a good idea?” He asks cautiously.

Your eyebrows furrow, eyes looking anywhere but at him, trying to figure out why he isn’t excited for you like he usually is.

“Why wouldn’t it be? I’m excited for this shoot,” you mutter.

“We literally just thought you were pregnant. You have been throwing up and moody, and you said it is because of stress,” he points out.

Your face turns into a deep frown, eyes glaring at Mat.

“What does that have to do with this?” You can feel your annoyance taking over, but you try to keep your voice calm.

“You’re stressed, so why put more stress on yourself?” Mat exclaims.

“I can handle my stress, thank you. Why don’t you just say what you really want to say?” You snap a bit.

“All I’m saying is that maybe you need to take a break,” he suggests.

“Take a break? I would never ask for you to take a break, and your job is more demanding than mine!” You’re having a real hard time not getting angry.

“That’s not fair!”

You could just scream at him right now.

“No? You know the last time we had a conversation like this was because someone put it in your head, so c’mon tell me who is laying it on thick? Tell me who hates me so fucking much that they want to cause a riff between us?” You accuse even though you know you shouldn’t.

“You know I love you, but right now I fucking hate this conversation,” he says, voice full of venom it’s so shocking to you.

“No, it's not a conversation. It’s a disagreement that’s about to turn into a big ass fight!” You almost blurt out, face turning red and eyes starting to tear up.

“Well maybe if you weren’t so hellbent on being stubborn, we wouldn’t be fighting.”

The way he says it transports you back to one of the first fights you had as a couple. It’s like you’re a child he’s berating, and because of your 5 year age gap, you think he probably still sees you as that naïve girl.

“I’m sorry that I want to continue to do my job. What’s so wrong about my job, huh? You’ve never had a problem with it before, why now?” You ask dejectedly.

“You’re gone all the time! We have two kids who are still babies! They need you here!” He says as if you were clueless about how a child needs both their parents.

“Oh and they don’t need you here? The last time I checked, you’re gone a lot longer than I am, and that’s that I take them with me when you’re not available!” By now your veins are popping out and your face is even more red.

“I told you we should think of a nanny,” Mat says quietly, almost as if he knew he shouldn’t say it.

“MAT! you’re unbelievable. I’m capable of taking care of my own damn kids. I’ve been doing pretty well for the last few years, so I don’t need a nanny,” you scream at him, all composure being thrown out the window. You watch the way he flinches, not expecting you to yell.

You both sit in the thick tension, letting it strangle you until there’s nothing left to do. Your eyes are glued on Mat, silently pleading him to take back his nanny comment and reassure you.

Nothing comes out of his mouth. His eyes won’t even look your way. The longer the silence settles, the more it starts to become clear that he believes your family will be better off with a nanny. He doesn’t think you can do it.

“Since you can’t seem to get it through your head that I don’t need to take a break, maybe we’re the ones that should be taking breaks, from each other. Maybe then you’ll see just how much you miss out. Maybe then you’ll realize that I can take care of my OWN kids,” you say, fighting through your tears.

He’s dumbfounded, staying quiet, but he eventually agrees because he’s already pushing you away and he doesn’t want to lose you completely. If he gives you what you want, then maybe you’ll be forgiving when the dust settles.

“Fine.” It’s stoic, but at least he said something.

“During this time we should figure out if we want to carry on with our marriage,” you mutter before turning to walk away, not getting a glance at his crestfallen expression.

As the night goes on, you and Mat move around each other, like asteroids constantly avoiding collision. The only time you say a word to him is to let him know that you’re taking the boys to your Hamptons house, and that you’d be staying there for a while. You initially think that he will try to stop you from leaving, but he just nods in understanding. It hurts.

Once everything is packed in your vehicle, Mat is gracious to help buckle Nolan and Angel in, making sure to give them extra kisses.

“So this is a breakup right?” Mat asks when you take the driver’s seat.

Please say no. Mat thinks to himself, knowing a break and breakup are two different things.

Oh, you think, not expecting him to want to break up.

What will this mean for your kids, your marriage? Will you have to eventually file for divorce?

“Yes, this is a breakup,” you whisper, gaze down and voice broken. You look up into the rear view mirror, checking on the boys and ultimately feeling guilty for how their lives are going to change.

You see Mat nod his head once again. Anger flows through you, replacing the blood in your veins. You’re upset that everything is getting ruined, so you look at Mat and say the one thing you thought you’d never say in a million years, “I hate you.” It’s tearful and false, but you know it’ll hit him where it hurts. You know it’s extremely childish. You start the car, not daring to spare a glance at him again, knowing you’d fall apart if you saw the sadness on his face.

It kills you to leave behind one of the biggest pieces of your heart. You can only hope that you’re doing what’s best for everyone.

a/n: So… yeah let the angst begin. This takes place before the two ig edits I recently posted. I hope you all enjoy.

Taglist: @literatureluster

[wilbursprincess]

~hihi! I js found ur blog and I'm acc so obsessed -/srs~

anywho! may I ask if you can write a fanfic about

the honey moon? (With Wilbur) :3

~also can I be a 🎭 anon?~

You And Wilbur’s Honeymoon

Wilbur Soot x Female Reader

Warnings: None :)

Welcome, 🎭 anon! Great to have you :) and yes, this one is quite overdue lol. Hope you enjoy!

Headcannons below cut!

~He plans your honeymoon on an all-inclusive resort, sitting on a gorgeous white sand island.

~”We’ll never have the chance to go somewhere this fancy again! Let’s really spoil ourselves.”

~Buys you a gorgeous floral sundress to match his floral shirt <3

~Orders room service to be delivered every morning so you two can have breakfast in bed!

~Walking on the beach and collecting shells >>>>>>>

~Sunset cocktails in the hot tub every night!

~Books you couples massages at the spa, as well as a manicure and pedicure for you <3

~Buying matching everything.

~Matching bracelets, matching flip flops, matching Hawaiian shirts, etc.

~Also, if there’s anything you want in any of the shops?

~He’s buying it for you.

~Says it’s ‘for the memories’, when he really just likes to spoil you.

~Getting your photo taken at every single cheesy photo op, buying commemorative frames!

~Just laying on loungers together, so happy to be married <3

[nekassvariigs]

Rayleigh x reader

18+ ,NSFW, p0rn with plot, Face-fucking,Face-sitting, slight tying up, bit of dom x sub, only other thing i can list on is cum.

Well toned back, glistening in sweat and dirt, his muscles bulging with each slash he made, the way his muscles tensed as he prepared for another jab sent a plesant tingle down your spine, you bit your nail stuck in a trance like state watching him.

Sweat trickling down his back, it looked like he was sprayed with massage oil, the way his skin shined, your eyes slowly dropping to his waist checking out every muscle on his body a human eye could possible observe, his trained muscles showcased his v-line all the way from the back hazing your mind with drunk passion.

He had little dimples on the very end of his back making you question how good theyd look while hes hovering over you.

The sun was scorching that day, whoever wore shirts tossed them away within minutes, leaving you to watch a sea of shirtless men training.

It was like a dream come true for a woman your age.

"Mmhn~" you groaned frustrated with how easily you can get distracted, not like youre to blame. You had trained days prior leaving you to laze in the shade as you watched the delicious men do their thing.

One by one they started taking breaks which was your cue to go take a dip before they got too close.

Wearing a bikini and a very fitting see through robe you lowered it letting it sit on your waist as you waited for a specific man to come.

His body shimmering, clothes drenched he approached you taking a drink of water with a loud exhale.

"Going for a swim already?" he asked wiping the sweat from his brow, his entire complexion stretching.

Fuck.

"Only fair right, cant get a heatstroke now can i?" you dropped your mesh robe expsoing your cute butt.

Raighleys eyes trailed you slowly taking in every inch of your body aswell as beauty.

He appriciated your looks from a distance as always never daring to step closer to you. Your tan body never leaving his sight as your frame slowly dissapearded in the sea.

"Inspecting the goods again vice-capitan?" a crewman laughed teasing him. He only closed his eyes half smirking at the remark.

"Shoulda seen the way she was looking at me. Like a hawk that woman." He took another sip, sitting on your beach chair trailing his abs with your robe as a towel.

He smirked feeling the fabric alone, such skimpy garments, where do they make these?

After a good cool dip you stepped out drying your hair on the way back. Water leaving a trail in the sand where you once walked.

"Hows the water?" Raighley asked your robe scrunched up in his lap.

"Amazing." You spoke squeezing out the water from your swimsuits top, water trickling down your waist.

This didnt go unnoticed as the foxy man now had his chance to take you in.

The turmoil you caused in his body could only be described as setting an house of fire.

"You'll get cold." He offered the robe he used to wipe his sweat with back to you.

You noticed it being wet in a couple of spots asking the blonde man why

"Dont know, picked it up that way, any problem with it?" he smiled through his teeth knowing all too well what he did with it.

Skimpy garment on he couldnt hold back to think "Atta girl."

"For the record it smells funny, you defenetly did something with it." You could just feel the scent of sweat on you such an odd yet intoxicating smell.

"Didnt touch it." He put his hands behind his back resting in the cool shade, his abs flexing slightly as he found a comfy spot, his chest in full view to you.

You smiled looking down at him, taking your drink that laid beside him, covering your chest with your hand.

Such sweet tension the two of you had, silent yearning for eachothers presence, body, mind.

"LETS TAKE A DIP!" Roger shouted behind you stripping naked as he ran to the sea.

Raighley rose up dropping his garments aswell as did everyone a line of men stark naked as babies running for it full speed.

You laughed sipping your drink as you inspected the belt he dropped aside.

You grabbed it knowing the gentleman wouldnt mind, and pulled it around your waist tightening it so it sat low on your body.

You spent the entire day till evening wearing it.

As night came it was time to turn in, body aching for contact you laid on your bed pondering wether to enjoy yourself.

A knock on the door startled you, a large tone frame excusing themselves stepped in.

"Hopefully i didnt disturb you." he shut the door leaving a small crack from it actually being closed.

"I dont mind, youre welcome anytime Raighley." You sat back on your bed arms behind your body as you relaxed.

There was a long pause, more like a silent stare down between you two, his half dressed body in nothing but shorts and loose shirt versus yours in a different set of garments still wearing the same robe and belt you took from the man infront of you.

"You have something for me?" he piqued generouslly looking down to your body.

"Do i?" playing dumb you gave him dove eyes crossing your legs seductivley.

He smirked stepping closer to you, he lowered himself eye level to you, his hands resting on the bed emprisoning you in his strong arms. You stayed still watching him with the same relaxed tone his slanted eyes slightly frustrated.

His arm streched towards your waist tugging on the belt your body dragged along space growing even less so.

You closed your eyes hand reaching for his cheek as you placed a sweet prolonged kiss on the corner of lips earning a gentle sigh from him.

He kissed back gently the grasp on your waist lessning as it moved to the small of your back, resting you on the bed with care.

You smiled rubbing small circles on his cheek your thumb under his glasses.

He took your hand placing a small kiss onto it, trailing it down your arm slowly.

He scraped off your robe placing tiny kisses on your shoulders tickling your skin.

"Raighley.." you giggled your neck shrugging from the sensation. He smiled bumping heads with you as he continued layering kisses down your body stopping at the waist here his belt was at.

His hands pulled at it, a tiny yelp coming from you as you felt your body tugged on once more. His strong calloused hand reached to unbuckle it before you could even realise.

He swiftly yanked, the leather making a loud pop as it hit itself. He grabbed your wrists straddling you, your face watching him intently before you realised what he had done, a shamefull blush sitting on your cheekbones.

He looped the buckle around one of your wrists, tightening it to the frame of the bed to secure your hand in place, his body hovering above yours you used your free hand to move to his pants, dipping your fingers slightly below the elastic.

"Ah ah~" he denied your longing touch with a warning , his eyes focused as he looked down on you. He had a mishevous grin on his face the entire time.

He scooted closer, his hips centimeters away from your face. What a pervert.

Blood rushed through your cheeks as you tried your best not to breathe too heavily, slow ragged breaths coming from your mouth you saw his member twitching inside his pants.

You held your breath altough you needed to breathe eventually. His loose shirt hovered in the air giving you the best possible view of his happy trail along his lower abs.

"Fuck.." you whsipered to yourself squeezing your legs to comfort the tension in your underwear.

"Liking the view?" he teased you, further making fun of how red you were just from eye fucking him, he tightened your free arm to the frame restricting all movements of your hands.

He bucked his hips slightly the base of his shaft rubbing against your nose.

He smelled so fresh you could tell he took care of himself well, and his cock was so warm it made you feel tingles.

"Lets make sure you understand something." he moved a bit back undoing the zipper of his pants. "If you do anything against what i say," he pressed on his lower abdomen outlining the shape of his cock, "I might have to get harsh with you." you swallowed mouth watering at the sight alone. Stretching the fabric of his underwear he pointed the tip of his cock to your lips, you squirmed under him unable to help you relieve any more of the growing arousal in your panties.

"Understood?" the lightly tapped his clothed dick against your lips fully commited for his words, the look in his eyes made you weak, he was enjoying himself so much.

Your mind was going hazy, the control he had over you drove you mad with want for him, and he knew it, you had to submit.

"Yes.." you whispered against his cock. He paused grabbing your face and squeezing your cheeks.

"Wanna try again?" He drew lazy strokes side to side with his cock against your partialy open mouth.

You had a look of shame to you, you enjoyed this too much. You looked at him through your lashes your eyes sparkling in the dimly lit room.

"Yessir..." The hold he had on your mouth made it harder to voice it out. His smirk grew once he heard you, he pressed a bit stronger against your lips antagonizing himself in the process, making you feel the bump from the transition to his tip to his thick shaft.

He slightly chuckled seeing the drool forming in your mouth.

You bucked your hips against thin air rocking him off balance, he caught himself quickly, his thumb stretching your upper lip to your gums revealing your teeth.

You decided to stick your mouth open a bit for him showing him your slutty side.

"Atta girl~" he praised you making your heart flutter at the words. He tapped his clothed cock against your tongue, wetting the fabric.

You could feel him twitch again, fuck what a tease this man was.

"You’re loving this aren’t you, having my cock in your mouth like this?"

You moan against his warmth, his dark eyes watching you like a hawk, he had an aura to him, a dominant, slightly sadistic and intrigued air which you couldn’t hold your own against.

He indulged himself a while longer, watching how your slutty, drool covered lips begged to touch more of him. The wet fabric around his cock stretched skin tight around him, you couldn’t help to stare at his happy trail.

He rose up his shirt exposing the dark blonde hairs on his lower abs, your eyes softened as you gently nipped the fabric of his boxers holding them between your teeth.

You let them go with a slight yank the boxers popping back onto his stiff cock. He quirked a brow with a slight chuckle, he let go of the hand he held your mouth open tracing his fingers on his lower abs, he partially took off his boxers lying them low on his ass, his cock sprung free bouncing before your face, you examined it, unable to hide your smile at the view.

He had a thick vein running down the side of it , it coiled around his cock beautifully. The tip of his cock was a darker tan than his skin nearly matching his lips.

Your breath stuttered your legs clashing against one another. He guided himself closer to you, lips brushing against it you swallowed thickly.

‘‘You think you can take it?’‘ Raighley had a cocky grin on his face as he brushed a strand of your hair away from your face. He saw you looking at him desperatley wanting his attention to which he payed no mind, he shot you a quick glance your heart burning with need.

You rolled your eyes slightly feeling his touch on your face. 

‘‘Play nice now alright?’‘ He looked at you with a fondness before his face turned a little darker and his voice raspier as he hovered above you. ‘‘Otherwise you’ll take it all.’‘ You knew what he meant. 

You nodded your head inching closer to take him in your mouth, he cursed out silently watching his cock disappear in your mouth, ‘’ Fuck’’ he growled watching you bob your head against his hips saliva coating his shaft pooling at the base of it as it slowly trickled down to your chest. 

You were gentle as he said slowly sucking him, you could feel very vein and bump on his cock with your tongue, you carefully lolled the muscle around the back of his cock making him twitch inside you. 

His breath stuttered a bit abs clenching he relished in the pleasure. 

He started rolling his hips slowly against your mouth, his tip often reaching the back of your throat. ‘’You’re doing great~’’ he panted the scrunch in his brows showing how much he enjoyed your mouth. 

With a sense of gratification , sharp pain hit the back of your throat as he pushed himself a little too deep inside you, tears stinging your eyes slightly. You closed your eyes edging him on with your tongue, you slipped away from him, licking his tip along the centre down to the curve where it ended. 

 A low grunt escaped his lips as he  threw his head back, the knot in his lower stomach tingling each time your tongue drove to over-simulate his tip. 

His breaths were ragged, his hand moving subconciously to fill your mouth with himself once more. He bucked his hips deeper agaisnt you, his lower stomach lightly brushing against your nose as you took most of him. 

A moan filled your mouth, pleasantly sending shivers down his shaft. 

He smirked leaning over you, hand on the bed frame, you could catch a breathtaking view of his body once more, his abs shimmered with sweat, his cheast rising unevenly. 

You smiled to yourself knowing  you made him feel this way. Inching closer to him, your nose pressed flush against the hair on his lower abs, taking all of him inside your mouth you slightly bobbed your head side to side trying to fit more and more of him inside. 

To say he was startled was an under statement, his love drunk smile rose higher the veins on his cock throbbing in pleasure as he stared at your stuffed mouth. 

You pulled away a thick strand of drool dripping between your lips and the sides of his cock you looked at the man, noticing his ragged form you knew how good of a job you did with him. ‘’That wasn’t fair now was it?’’ he took a handful of your hair, he had a certain danger to his eyes that you loved.

Your heart pounded against your chest, you gave him a weak smile. 

‘‘You’re such a slut “ he snarked, your chest tingling at the fact you disobeyed him.

You knew you’re in it now, he waisted little time brushing his cock against your lips he proceed to throat fuck you. The sight of his dick bulging in your throat as you gasped for air was the sluttiest thing you could ever give him a sight of. Tears drenching your eyes as you struggled for him, his rough panting before you, the way you slid your tongue out to stroke the swell of his bulge.

He groaned and panted, slurring his praises for you the more he fucked your mouth, your tongue sucking on the sweet spot between his shaft and groin. 

He lowered his head not able to keep his pace the more his stomach knotted. Your mouth tightened trying to swallow the saliva that built up instead you recieved a loud husky groan his cock dragging lazily inside your mouth,he bottomed out, cum spurting down your throat. 

Surprised you swallowed the thick liquids, looking up at him, your eyes meeting with his, his expression was priceless, fucked out of his mind, saliva lightly coating the corner of his lips as he wiped it away. The cut on his eyes glistening with sweat that coated his brow. 

‘‘Fuck..“ he pulled out of you, wiping off the drool and tears on your face. 

He untied the belts holding you, the friction had made your wrists red. You rubbed them relishing the feeling. 

Raighley’s face lowered next to yours, a gravely whisper in your ear spoke “You took me so well~’’. He kissed your ear, his beard gently scratching against your side you leaned into his touch.

‘‘Let me repay you..” he cupped your face, his slanted brown eyes turned soft as he kissed the mouth he had just came in. You burrowed your hands in his hair. He pulled you up to sit eye level with him. His strong hands trailing your body slowly. You kept grinding against him, unable to have enough.

His teeth lightly nipped your lower lip, tugging on it, you arched your chest against his your lip coming back with a light pop. You mewled ‘’I need you.. “  hugging his head which rested in the crook of your neck, biting your skin.

He hummed, lightly smiling against you , his thumb trailing under your jaw, he kissed between where your collarbones met. 

Wanting to appriciate you for how good you were to him. He lazily squeezed your body grinding it against his own, leaving a haze of kisses everywhere his lips traveled.

"Please.. sir" you whimpered your nipples rubbing against his shirt.

He growled against your skin biting harder than before making you yelp. You shouldnt be doing this to him even though he asked to be called this, each time you did it felt like you were trying to provoke a mad animal.

He backed away from you and took off his shirt, leaving you to admire his tanned skin you drooled over before at the beach.

"You were eye-fucking me before." his fingers laced around your chest dropping your body a bit lower he sucked on your nipple switching between the two every so often.

You bit your lip, the feeling of being found out even if he had his back towards you made your face redder than before.

"Dont be shy now, you certainly werent before." He sucked harder your hips automatically buckling against his, he was still hard, your skin felt feverish where his cock touched you, he just came so how is he harder than before.

"You looked hot.. I couldn't help it." you admited staring into the wall, his eyes traled up to watch yours, his mouth still sucking on your perky buds.

"Liar." He gently bit your nipple, your hand clasping the back of his head you pulled his hair.

You moaned struggling to decide wether to pull him away or pull him closer. "You know how i know?" he continued breathless kisses trailing your torso, his beard tickling your neck. "I've heard you. The way you moan my name." the foxy man kept messing with your head.

"Begging for me." He continued, your body growing more excited each time he opened his mouth to share his secrets.

"Each night." He kissed your neck running yet another shiver on your heaving body. His eyes tracing your face made you want to bury yourself six feet deep.

You hid yourself in the crook of his neck body flaring red. His hands gently stroked your back brushing your hair away.

"How about you make it all true?" you whispered to yourself silently enough that if he payed attention he'd heart it.

Raighley smirked looking at you through thin lashes, you grew a bit nervous from that, everytime he looked at you it startled you.

He laid down on the bed his hands reaching for yours, "Come." He ushered you as you kneed your way over, straddling him. "Closer.." he kept pulling you forward.

"Sit on my face." his arms held onto yours as you took in what you just heard.

"Are you sure?"

"Positive, come." He wasnt wasting his breath with this one he didnt want to keep you waiting.

You spread your legs lowering yourself over him, still not fully seated onto him.

He pulled you in fully, large hands cupping your ass, his mouth making contact with your slick entrance you moaned blisfully feeling the warmth of his tongue lapping up your juices.

You grinded against him slowly hearing the squelching noises come from down below, he licked you all over making sure he tasted all of you. He kissed your lips, the beautiful pink insides of your entrance, he couldnt wait to tease you with his tongue.

He ate you out with such passion it made your knees feel weak after just a short while, his tongue flickered against your clit rubbing it and twirling around it as he kissed all over it.

You moaned his name grinding further into his handsome face, his own hips bucking against the air every now and then.

"Fuck you feel so good.." you kept praising him unsure when you ended your little roleplay.

He smacked your ass in affirmation, tongue prodding inside your walls as you mewled for more. He circled his tongue in and out slurping on your juices each time you rode his face.

He held you still for a moment burrowing his face agaisnt your pussy, his stripy beard shining with your arousal.

You whispered profanities the more he went down on you telling him just how good he made you feel.

"Fuck right there, righht there Raighley.." you whimpered grinding your hips against his face, his tongue flicking against your clit feverishly.

Your hips kept twitching, thighs shaking as you felt the constant stimulation accompanied by his smacks ,your ass red with prints of his hands.

He fondled your ass lightly pushing you forward so he could drink all of you. You felt like exploding, you grabbed onto the bedframe Raighleys hands cupping you close to him as you panted with heavy breaths mewling his name each time.

"I-can't..-" you stuttered your breath trying to hold out the pleasure you were recieving, his calloused hands gently trailing the undersides of your thighs gripping on them every so often.

He hummed against your heat, mouth glued onto you core as he suckled the sensetive bud unable to get enough of your taste.

Your hips trembled nonstop until he pushed his head closer to you, his nose tighly pressed against pussy his tongue licked you, slurping your juices till you came, he took his time cleaning you up kissing and suckling each bit of your lower body before you pulled away from him unable to handle more.

The both of you panted catching your breaths you straddled the blonde once more taking the luxury to taste yourself on his lips.

"Mm, now were even." you spoke breathlessy against his lips as you lowered down to his hips, ass meeting with a wet sploch.

He smirked eyes half lidded, enjoying his own after glow. His chest painted in white strands of cum. You couldnt belive that he came from eating you out.

You licked your lips kissing and licking up each spot on his chest where he had came, his body tensing under your touch, a shameful blush sitting on his cheeks.

"Fuck me.." He mumbled covering his face.