#male actor

[luluartpop]

sunshine☀️🕶️

[numnum-num]

Marlon Brando and "the love of his life" Wally Cox

[illicit-4ffairs]

Emilio Sakraya

[hombresexual2]

I just watched the movie "Reality" and...damn...this man

[creedslove]

BETRAYED - PART FOUR

Pedro Pascal x f!reader

Summary: Pedro invites you to be his plus one for the night but his attention is caught by another woman and leaves you with a broken heart

Warnings: angst, age gap, established friendship, unrequited love/one sided feelings, Pedro being a dick but also a tiny little bit of fluff

A/N: I'm so sorry but I can't manually tag anyone on the post, the app won't just let me do it!

ALSO, I HAVE ABSOLUTELY NO IDEA WHERE TO GO FROM HERE, SO IF YOU HAVE ANY IDEAS OR SUGGESTIONS LET ME KNOW! 💖

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PART ONE | PART TWO | PART THREE

"What the fuck are you doing here, Pedro?!" You asked shocked, noticing your voice came out squeaky at the nervousness of the situation. In all the time you've known each other not once he came to your place unannounced and let alone broke into. You honestly had no idea what was that shit about but you didn't like it a bit. It felt so invasive, so creepy, that's definitely something you never expected from Pedro.

The man, on the other hand just scoffed and shook his head, looking at you with angry eyes

"I was just waiting for you, as you don't bother answering my calls nor my texts, I figured I could come and see if you were still alive, which I can see you are, alive and well, by the way, especially after the little date with your new friend. His name is Liev, right? Did you bat your eyes at him and giggled at every single thing he said just like you used to with me?" He got up and walked towards you, staring hardly into your eyes.

"So, you couldn't simply give me a heads-up you weren't coming to my house the other day? You're just too busy to even remember I exist, Y/N? But not to Liev, right? For him you have all the time in the world, what a fucking great friend you are, Y/N!" He said angrily.

You couldn't believe your ears, he had the nerve to come to your place and accuse you of being a bad friend? You clenched your jaw and you could swear if you had the guts you could punch Pedro right there.

You also took a step closer, showing you were not at all intimidated by his scene.

"A bad friend? Are you really calling me a bad friend? You gotta be kidding me, honestly, I can't believe your nerve to say that, if anything you're the bad friend here, you treat me as nothing but a cute pet, someone you like to have around and stroke your ego, but whenever you find something better, you forget I exist"

He scoffed and rolled his eyes

"Is this about the party again? Honestly Y/N what were you expecting? That I would stop my life for you? Just because you have a crush on me?! Please, grow up! You're not a little girl anymore, maybe it's time for you to find a man so you won't bother me anymore?" Pedro raised his voice but immediately regretted what he'd said. He saw how your eyes filled with tears, the disappointment was written all over your face. You swallowed and shook your head "I'm not talking about my feelings for you, I am talking about how bad of a friend you are, how cruel of you was to hump another woman in front of me, ditch me so you could go and fuck her, you left me there, as if I didn't matter, as if you barely knew me!!" You shouted angrily and looked down, drying your tears so he wouldn't see them.

"You're telling me to grow up? How about you fucking grow up? It's about time a man your age, get over this stupid commitment issue you got. For god's sake Pedro, you are nearly 50 years old, no wife, no kids, all your relationships won't last more than a year and you really think the problem is me? You are the fucking problem!" You shouted, not caring if his brown eyed that were often so full of joy were now sparkly with tears.

"I-.. Do you really think that of me, Y/N?" He asked in a low voice,

"I do" you said coldly. Pedro, on the other hand, felt so horrible about everything that happened and above all, about himself. He never believed he would be able to handle a relationship but the assumption you didn't have faith in him shattered his heart, you always saw the good in him, you believed him and supported him when things were so hard he felt like giving things up and now, he had ruined everything, just like he did with everything in his life that wasn't his career. He had given up a chance to be happy, to have his own family, and now he had lost you, he was sure.

You walked to the front door and held it open for him "I'd like you to leave now, you were not invited and I don't want your company, Pedro" . You watched him walk away in silence, turning around and giving you one last glance, blinking his tears and exiting your life.

•••

For the next months the only news you got from Pedro were through reels and headlines that insisted on appearing every time you logged in social media. You'd read somewhere he was shooting another movie in some country you didn't pay attention to, so that assured you you wouldn't risk running into him anywhere you used to go together. You hadn't talked since the day at your house, and you weren't sure if you wanted to talk to him at all, of course it was hard and so many times you had to remind yourself there was no one to send funny pictures you knew he would like, or talk about your interests or even hang out. You felt empty, emptier than you ever did after any romantic relationship you'd ever had. Your friendship with Pedro was intense and even if he didn't like you back, it was a love story, at least on your side of the picture.

Sometimes you wanted to check on him, see if he was doing alright, but you didn't have the guts, you both had hurt each other so bad, and after all, he did tell you to find a man so you'd leave him alone. You always thought of that when you typed a 'Hello' on your conversation, before erasing things up.

He was still the internet's sweetheart and each time a new picture or interview came out, he always seemed happy and excited so you wondered if he missed you at all.

You dropped your phone as you walked into the toy store, you'd been invited for your friend's toddler's birthday party. You'd met Kate through Pedro, he was friends with her husband, but the two of you hit off and you spent a lot of time together and now her sweet little princess Flora was turning three and you were looking forward to spending a cozy afternoon surrounded by happy children and your friend.

You picked the prettiest doll you could find at the store and rushed to Kate's house as you were almost running late.

When you knocked on the door Flora ran as fast as her little legs allowed her to almost bumping into her mommy who opened the door, welcoming you with a nervous smile. You could tell she wanted to say something, but Flora hugged your legs and as soon as you lowered yourself she wrapped her arms around your neck and snuggled you tight.

"Y/N!!!!!!" She squealed happily and her eyes immediately fell onto the beautiful and colorful gift you had in hands, she paid attention to nothing else but the big package and she felt pure happiness and excitement as she opened it and saw the gorgeous doll. Flora clung to you again and giggled

"Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you Y/N!!" She said overly excited and ran off to play with her new favorite toy.

Kate was distracted for a moment at how glad her daughter was and how cute the two of them were, however, her expression darkened and before you could even greet the other guests, she pulled you to the kitchen, where you two were alone.

"Y/N, before you get into the party, I must warn you… Pedro is here"

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A/N: Hi guys, I really hope you have enjoyed this chapter, it was a sad one, I gotta admit and I guess you all got the revenge you wanted on Pedro, he got a taste of his own medicine and it was not good at all! I gotta confess I'm beginning to pity him 🤦‍♀️ and as I said before, I still don't have a lot of ideas for chapter five, so if you guys have anything in mind and want to suggest, let me know! 💖

[fnwoodall]

Nicholas Galitzine

Mary & George 1x03

[90sheartsclub]

Johnny Depp photographed in 1989, July 12 - Vancouver.

[the-ridiculous-blog]

Binging Jason Isaac movies and going absolutely feral over this man like hnnnnnnggghhh he's so fine

[yxami]

Akira the stupid little incubus is back! And it’s his birthday! February 14, the birthday of an incubus filled with love and obsession.

general stuff: fem reader! yandere x you, mentioned stalking, suggestive themes, sex, fingering, sucking on your breasts, incubus, clingy nature, stuff like that.

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“Akira! Akira! Look here! Akira look at the camera!!”

“Have you seen all the rumors of you in a new budding romance with your co-star Lynn?!”

“Is is true that you are dating THE Lynn Vane???”

“I’m not dating anyone, sorry to disappoint everyone!” Akira gave out his best toothy grin. Trying to be as nice as he could even though he wanted to fucking murder the annoying photographers that yelled in his face. Taking pictures with flash on and asking stupid fucking QUESTIONS.

“Are you sure??? You were seen backstage with her and it seemed like you were a little closer than you seem!” A man called out as quickly as he could before body guards started pushing all the paparazzi away while Akira sneaked away.

Backstage? A little closer than you seemed? What did he even mean by that. He wasn’t doing anything with Lynn, nor was he even interested in her. Even if she was beautiful and at the top of her career. She was just a coworker in a dumb romance show.

Akira had made it to your shop, it was obviously open and not that busy so he decided he would sneak through the back door where employees where supposed to go. You wouldn’t mind! At least, he doesn’t think you would.

Before he entered, he texted in a group chat notifying his body guards to take a break and that he found a good place to relax. He knew they were probably lost and looking for him, scared they might get fired for losing their employer. They were good body guards though, he was glad he hired them.

Akira pulled the door open when he was met with your familiar presence. And those gorgeous eyes god he could never get enough of those and your—

“What are you doing here?” You said, bumping right into his chest when you were about to throw some garbage away.

“Came for a visit! You excited to see me” He hugged you, your warm presence and smell of strawberries overwhelmed him immediately so he let go before you could.

He was almost red face even though he initiated the hug.

“You sure look happy, come in.. I suppose” your eyebrows knitted in confusion. He normally didn’t come in on Tuesdays.

While Akira sneaked to the back of your store you threw away the awful smelling trash away. Flies scattering to go see what you had just thrown in there.

You entered your store and dealt with a few customers before making it to the back of the store. You gave them all a nice warm smile and delicious smelling food along with the usual brewed coffee served with it.

After they ate and left, you made it to where Akira was.

He was bored and had rummaged through your bag while sitting in your chair. You pulled his ear and scolded him for snooping.

“Hey! I was just bored, not my fault” He pouted.

“Mhm, sure you were. Anyways what’s up with you and that new actor? I saw on the news apparently you got buddy buddy with her. Lynn I think her name was?” You were curious on why the news flamed about this romance series he was doing and along with his co-actor.

Specifically, something going on between them was being put on news headlines.

Akira’d face dropped, angry that you had even suggested he would dare cheat on you with some lowly, disgusting, terrible, annoying, ugly, attention seeking—

“Akira?”

Your voice snapping him out of his thoughts he dropped his facade because of what you suggested.

“No, I wouldn’t do anything with that thing. She’s not even close to my league” He snickered. Yeah, he sounded cocky and like an asshole but he was Akira, an amazing actor, singer, and probably the best incubus in hell. No way would he demean himself to some stupid human.

Unless it was you!

Then it wouldn’t be demeaning himself, you were on his level. You were beautiful in his eyes, gorgeous too. If he had to name 50 things he liked about you then he’d go over 50, even reaching the most impossible numbers.

Anyways..

He snapped out of his silly little thoughts and asked you to repeat your response because he didn’t hear and was distracted. To which you repeated.

“I said, wow you really are a high achieving person. I’m surprised you call her lower than you. She’s like really pretty and a good actress too!” You complimented her in high regards as if you wanted him to be with her.

He hated that.

“Yeah, that’s how you see it but any human is lower. It doesn’t matter who or how they look. Incubus’s are just naturally better” He giggled looking at you as he basically insulted your species.

“Yeah?” You egged him on, having a thought that would probably leave him in a mess, but that was your plan.

“Mhm! Incubus’s have always been known to be better! We’re highly intelligent and if we show ourselves along side humans as a regular one, we always easily achieve things in life. Like me! I easily became an actor and idol. It was really easy, all I had to do was—“

You sat in his lap, facing him while caressing his face. He immediately was caught off guard and still tried to continue his rambles but your eyes kept him from saying anything. The way they gazed in his eyes made him nervous and he couldn’t help but shift a little bit while under you.

“And what? What happened after that” You teased him, keeping your eyes locked with his.

Your hands caressing his face as you awaited his answer.

“Ah- and uhm.. y-yeah so i just..” He quickly shut up, red faced. Knowing he wouldn’t be able to make a comprehensible sentence with you teasing him like this.

“Uhm.. Oh! Did you know it’s my birthday today??” He switched the subjected finally making sense when you took your hands off his face.

“Really? I didn’t know that” You didn’t expect him to change the subject but if it was his birthday then you felt bad for not knowing.

“Yeah! On Valentine’s Day, isn’t that cute?” He laughed kinda embarrassed about earlier but continued anyways.

“Why didn’t you tell me earlier then? Now I feel bad for not getting you anything” You pouted.

“You can still get me something! I’m not busy all day!” He grinned, getting away with having his hands on your hips. It made him throb in between his legs but he really hoped you would ignore it like last time.

And he wasn’t actually free all day, he had modeling shoots along with a meet and greet but he didn’t care. He would easily drop all of that just to hangout with you all day. Plus, he could just move all of that to a different day with an excuse that humans would easily believe.

“Alright! I’m gonna go pick up some stuff and then you come over to my place! Alright?” You decided that you were gonna close up shop early today. It was justified! You felt bad for not giving him anything so you immediately got to work.

“Here I’ll write my address down on a piece of paper and you can come when I text you that I’m ready.” You wrote it down and gave it to him.

“Okay! I can’t wait” He smiled as you and him separated your ways once you closed up shop.

He gushed at the fact that you had given him your address.

Of course, he already knew where you lived! Stalking you when he could and setting up secret cameras in the gifts he got you. But you had invited him over!! To celebrate his birthday !! He was so happy and excited, like a little kid on Christmas.

But this was a grown incubus, infatuated with a human that had no idea that he was so in love with them. A human that had discovered his secret because of his silly little mistake and still wanted to be friends!! He loved you so much oh my god.

You went shopping for a cake and a few gifts that you knew Akira would love! Being friends with him gained you some knowledge about what he liked and disliked.

You went all out of course! You wanted to give him the best birthday possible! So that included a little more then some balloons and a cake.

But that would for later!

You set up your living room and dining area with balloons, cute decorations, and letter made banner that said “Happy birthday, Akira!” You had to set up the banner yourself because the packet just had colorful letters for a banner. It looked great once you got every letter attached together and on the wall!

You had also gotten a cake, of course, pre-decorated. You asked them to write a similar message on the cake just like on the banner. “Happy BD Akira! :)” you had also added devil horns and a heart shaped tail on the smile when you found strawberries and cut them up to make the horns and tail.

It looked cute with fruits placed around on top, along with cute icing roses. You placed the candles in the cake but waited until he got here to light them. Do you left a lighter on the table.

Everything looked gorgeous! You were so happy everything turned out perfect in such a short amount of time.

Now you just had to text him.

“Hey it’s done! Come over”

“Okay!! I’m on the way now!”

Akira was so excited for what you planned for him. He even refrained himself from looking in the cameras he planted to make sure he didn’t ruin the surprise! Which was a struggle for him to do but he made sure not to. It wouldn’t be a surprise if he knew what you had planned!

Akira made it at your house quickly, probably a little too quickly. As if he sped illegally to get here, anyways! It’s not like that’s the first illegal thing he’s done.

He knocked on the door to be greeted with a confetti popper which sprayed confetti in his face softly. He giggled finding it admirable that you were surprising him as soon as he made it here. He saw you in a cute little party hat which you also put on him as he entered.

Akira saw the colorful decorations you set up and the banner that said happy birthday Akira! He saw the balloons and noticed they picked out in his favorite colors!

He hugged you tightly in a excited manner, too distracted to get nervous about touching you.

You giggled and sat him down.

“It all looks so cool!! Thank you so much, Y/N. I really like It” He looked at you with gentle soft eyes, eyes that loved you so much.

“Look I even put a little devil horns and tail on the smile” You pointed at the strawberry picture you made.

“Ah! It looks so cute!!” He quickly took a picture of the cake and decided he was going to post it. He knew his followers would be wondering who it came from, probably immediately assuming it was from his co-worker because of those stupid rumors. That’s why he was going to add a picture of the both of you in the next slide!

He grabbed you by your hand, and took a picture of the both of you smiling brightly along side each other in the same chair. You were practically in his lap which you could notice in the photo. Which you mentioned.

“Hey, you gonna post that? Are you sure? I’m practically on your lap. I think your fans will probably murder you and me.” You laughed lightly.

“I don’t care! They’re all dumb for assuming I was with that stupid co-worker. I’d be happier if they’d assume we were together!” He spoke out loud before thinking and quickly posted the photos. Also including another photo of the banner behind him.

You felt weird in your stomach after he said that. As if you had butterflies in your stomach. You knew what you planned was gonna make you feel even more butterflies. So you just shoved it down in your mind until it would come up.

“Alright, birthday boy. Let’s light your candles and then I can sing your birthday song!” You smiled and picked up the lighter you left on the table. Using your right thumb to turn on the lighter. You lit the candles and then started singing him the song.

Akira sat there enjoying every moment, this was the best birthday he could ever have! Having you to celebrate it with and nobody else! He found his birthday annoying because there was no need to celebrate it yet so many fans made a big deal of it and reminded him about it.

But he didn’t mind if you made a big deal about it. He admired you, looking at you intently. Enjoying the way your voice sang that stupid little birthday song.

You finished singing the song and told him to blow out his candles!

Akira blew them out and made a wish that you wouldn’t know about until it came true. He was excited to eat the cake. You quickly got a knife to cut his slice and he was overjoyed once he saw that the cake was his favorite flavor!

You really paid attention to him when he rambled about stuff, huh? It made his stomach burn with a strange feeling, like usual when he thought about you. He didn’t think he could fall even more in love with you! But it happened again!

You had already set up his plate and fork, with yours as well and you sat down in the next seat.

You took his slice out for him and put it on his plate. You helped yourself to a slice as well.

The both of you ate the sweet treat and enjoyed it! It was a good flavor after all. You were glad that he didn’t have a shitty taste in cake, or else you would’ve been having a less positive mood on eating it.

Once the both of you finished. You got a little nervous but decided to give him his final gift. You told him you’d be right back and got the envelope from your room.

You made it back to the area that Akira was in and sat down before putting the pink envelope and handing it to him. It was gonna be really embarrassing if he declined, but all his past actions and emotions showed that he showed some sort of liking to the idea.

He quickly opened it up and his eyes glanced upon a note with a little ticket attached to it!

“To the birthday boy, Akira! Here’s a ticket that might peak your interest”

On the ticket, he read

“Free sex whenever you want, y’know since you’re an incubus I thought you’d like it lol”

His eyes couldn’t believe what he was seeing.

You…

YOU WERE OFFERING HIM A NIGHT OF PLEASURE??

Akira couldn’t handle what he read and started crying.

You immediately became concerned and didn’t understand why he was crying.

“A-are you okay??” You sat there so confused not sure what to do..

“I wanna use it now PLEASE!!!”

Akira jumped up and carried you in bridal from, getting you in your bedroom in record time. His horns and tails quickly appearing as well.

You were now on the bed, shocked that he was so excited. You couldn’t help but laugh out loud. He was so excited he even showed his incubus form.

His eyes, now heart shaped and pink, stared at you with such immense love and obsession you noticed quickly. You had no clue his love was this much, you always had a feeling he liked you a little more then he let on but wow!

“Please please, can I use it now” he begged, looking down while you were under him.

“Of course, you can. I just didn’t expect you to be this excited” You snorted.

“Who wouldn’t! You’re the light of my life, the reason for my living, I love you so much” He pressed himself against you. Kissing the sensitive spots on your neck that made him go crazy every time you let out a little whimper.

“I love you too” You smiled laughing. You knew you had feelings for him but certainly not as much as he did. He seemed like he was head over heels, you’d probably soon be the same in a short amount of time.

He continued trailing kisses on your neck, making his way up to your lips. You shared a tender kiss, he deepened it by sneaking his tongue in. Saliva being shared as his tongue and yours explored.

You fondled with the buckle of his belt while the both of you kissed, to which he excitedly helped with and took off. He was the first to let go of the kiss just to take off his shirt and yours and then continue again. He hated being apart from your warm body and mouth for even a millisecond.

Akira caressed your body and tried to fondle with your breasts realizing you still hadn’t taken off your bra. he whimpered for you to take it off, still kissing you. You took the hint and sat up, letting go of the kiss while he waited patiently.

Patiently for him which was about 3 seconds before he started caressing your body as soon as you unclipped it. He threw it across the room, much to your annoyance.

He nipped at your skin, needily wanting to mark you with hickeys. Which was a hint that he wanted you to do the same. For you to show his fans and admirers that he was yours, that nobody else owned him other than you.

He teased with your breasts, twisting the end of your nipple and pinching them with slight pressure. You unintentionally pressed against him. He did the same, slowly grinding his crotch against yours, his lowered jeans reaching the end of his thighs.

You stopped his teasing and took your shorts off, along with your underwear. He took his jeans off, also throwing his boxers to the side too. He was too excited and hyper to care about some clothes rather than your beautiful body under him. He practically drooled when his eyes set on yours again.

You switched positions with him and set yourself on top of him. His nervous hands caressed your hips, letting them lie on them for comfort. He composed himself before touching you even more. His heart tail wagged a little trying to fan off the immense lust his body gave off.

He guided your body close to his so that he could reach below your waistline. He pushed one finger inside of you, your body easily welcoming it in. He made small motions inside, feeling that he could put another inside. He put two fingers now, your body trying to press onto his fingers, wanting more.

He heard your small whimpers, turning him on even more. Your fingers holding his shoulders tighter every time he got close to touching your g-spot. His fingers instinctively making circular motions inside of you.

He guided your nearest breast into his mouth. Sucking on it like a desperate puppy for milk. He loved the way your body reacted to his touches. He was making you feel this way, nobody else was doing this to you. It was him.

He started to slowly added another finger, trying to feel if your body could handle another. Your erratic panting and natural gaining lubrication showed that you might be able to take another.

He poked his ring finger inside of your body, still pleasuring you with the other two. His switched the rhythm of his fingers to start caressing your g-spot. He heard your moans become more intense and your mumbles for him to finally put the third finger fully in.

He added the final finger and then penetrated his fingers to hit your g-spot fully. He switched to your other breast, making sure they both got attention. He moaned as he could feel your lust gain to ultimate max. He could tell you were about to cum by the way you whimpers became needier and your insides shook.

He moved his fingers to finally give you that pleasure and pressed all fingers on your spot, making sure to wiggle all of his fingers inside you as he did.

Your body sputtered as you came all over his fingers and cum leaked out onto his hands. He let go of your breast and saw how they both were tinted red with the suction of his mouth. He loved how he gave you all the marks. He hoped you would do the exact same to him when you were composed.

He took his fingers out and put them in his mouth. The sweet salty taste coating his tongue as he swallowed it along with his own spit.

“Why would you taste it” You stared at him sort of embarrassed that he did that.

“Why not??” He pouted. His tail swung around in embarrassment that you questioned him.

“I’ll let you get away with it just because it’s your birthday” You laughed at his tail wagging like an embarrassed puppy.

“Good!” He cheesed at the fact that you let him get with little things like that.

You sat down on his crotch area, trying to see where Akira want to go next. His hard cock pressing in between your ass.

He sits up and presses his back against the pillows behind him. He held your body so you wouldn’t fall while he did.

You wrapped your arms around his neck, but not before pushing his cock to meet your lips. Lowering yourself so that his cock would slowly push inside.

He moaned at the sudden warmth that resided inside you. He couldn’t help but instinctively thrust up into you, your body clenched at the sudden movement but it felt like a jolt of surprising pleasure. Both of your moans mixed together, kissing each other intensely.

You started a slow pace of bouncing on top of him, choosing how deep you wanted his cock to go.

He, of course enjoyed this, especially when you started kissing his neck. He was basically praying that you would start giving him marks. He didn’t care if there was a scandal, he would love it if people immediately connected the birthday post to his suddenly hickeys. He would gush at the thought of you bringing it up.

His eyes glowed a more flashy pink when you started nipping at his skin, kissing it passionately with tongue and sucking on it. You honestly forgot it probably wasn’t the best to mark him where people could see. All you could think about was drooling on his neck as he helped thrusted into you once he noticed you paid less attention to it while kissing his neck.

He held onto your cheeks, guiding them up and down as your insides clenched with his sudden entering. You gave his neck a last loud kiss, noticing how big your left the hickey, dark purple and large. You bit your lip, trying to think whether you should make more. Your lust took over your common sense and continued.

Making your way to the other side of his neck, his left ear now hearing your moans that his right side had heard just before.

He was now doing the thrusting, making it more intense by quickening the pace and getting deeper. He loved the way your body clenched instinctively as you got deeper, it’s like it was challenging him to keep going. He hit just the right spot in one of his deeper thrusts, gaining a loud panting moan. It turned him on more then he could ever imagine.

He tried doing the same, making deeper thrusts, your biting on his neck became more aggressive. He drooled at the fact that you were gonna leave some nasty marks.

His cock leaving and slamming back into you had you at the height of your pleasure. You pushed back, making it deeper, even wiggling to get that nice pressure that happened when he trembled inside of you. He helped you reach that by thrusting and spreading your cheeks to open your hole up further as he made another intense thrust.

His cock twitching inside of you, telling the both of you that he was close , and so were you when your body trembled more than normal when he made a thrust that hit your sensitive spot.

You held on tight, still having your arms around him, chest pressed against his. You started paying attention on the bouncing.

His thrusts and your bouncing matched perfectly, skin slapping even louder than before. Moans gaining in volume and neediness.

“Ah- f-fuck” He whimpered, preparing to take it out before he came inside you.

You did the last final thrusts before making sure he came inside. Your bodies slammed together, and you felt a sudden burst inside of you. His cum hitting the deepest part inside of you as you bit into his shoulder.

He whimpered at your bite and cum surrounding his cock. “Why-.. I was gonna take it out” He panted.

“Take it as your last special birthday surprise, the icing on the cake” You unintentionally made a pun to which you noticed right after.

He giggled and gave you a deep kiss before letting go. “Are you sure though? What if you end up pregnant?” He bit his lip in worry.

“Then I’ll rip your horns and tail off, and just deal with it somehow.” You joked.

“Although, you would look gorgeous with my baby inside of you” His tail wagged in excitement at the thought.

“Yeah right” You snickered, getting off of him so the both of you could clean up.

“Cmon it’s an amazing idea!!”

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[truckman816]

Aldo Ray

[misstycloud]

Haii!! I've read your work before! And I absolutely adore all your fics < 3

If possible, may I request a yandere actor x background actor reader? (Like they have no speaking role, just their role is to stand there?) And somehow the reader caught the yandere's attention? XD

A/n: sup’ I’ve been gone a while. Sry for not being so active but here’s this.

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She didn’t do anything; nothing except standing there quietly in the background, melting into it like one tree among many in a forest. She was worth a penny compared to him- she didn’t even have any lines! So why were his eyes always drawn to her?

Perhaps it was because she didn’t try to cover his attention like all the others. It was offensive, really, how they thought he didn’t notice; they believed he couldn’t se through their over the top compliments and fake smiles.

But it was a small price to pay for such success. ‘You can’t have everything’, his father told him that. ‘You can either be rich, or you can be happy. There is no in between.’

(They were neither, but that hardly seems important)

He had to admit his father’s judgement to be correct.

“Shooting in ten!” Someone yelled.

There was no time for him to ponder over useless things, he was there to work, not to waste away inside the trailer. After having the makeup artist give him a touch-up, the tall man went over to the set(while reviewing the script inside his head one last time) in order to film the next scene.

“It’s all thanks to Gareth’s amazing, awesome, fantastic performance and quick thinking we’ve been able to stay on time of schedule - I really did think we were gonners’ after that last prop broke.” The employee guiltily admitted before his collueges. “But luckily-“ he swung his arm around Gareth’s shoulders “- our dear ‘X- city’s Top Actor’ was here to save us, and to that I propose a toast!”

Gareth held back a sneer. It didn’t matter how enticing it sounded like, he could not do it. Because if he did, then his perfect facade would be torn apart by these…people. That couldn’t happen. Ever. Too much sweat and blood has been shed for his position and there was no fucking way he would let anyone ruin that; that included himself.

Gareth wished for nothing more than to lock himself up inside his trailer and read in blissful silence, however that appeared to be near impossible. The team of employees had all joined forces to throw an ‘almost done’- party, where he was the star. Escaping was not possible.

With a sigh, he drank from his glass of wine. It was not the expensive kind he was now used to, but it would have to do. At least he managed to get some privacy at the party since most were currently drunk, throwing up in the bathroom or busy comverimg about-no doubt- stupid stuff. In a way, it was almost better this way. Despite what his line of work would say, he felt more comfortable when no one was looking at him- searching for faults and broken pieces.

“Enjoying the party?” A curious voice poked a hole in his bubble of isolation.

What surprised Gareth first was the owner of the voice, and secondly that it didn’t sound drunk at all. It was her, the extra from some of the scenes. The third surprise that grazed his mind was the thought:

‘She’s pretty.’

The actor was close to smacking himself in the face. What was he thinking so suddenly? He must’ve had too much to drink as well. Yes, that was surely it. But he found it hard to avoid the kind yet perceptive eyes.

“Ehem,” He cleared his throat, choosing to look straight ahead. “Of course, I enjoy it very much.”

It was but wishful thinking she’d accept his answer and move on.

“Really?”

She sounded genuinely confused now. Why did she sound like the surprised one? It was starting to get on Gareth’s nerves. Who did she think she was, coming here and questioning him?

“Should I not be?” It came off a little harsher than he’d imagined, but if she noticed she didn’t comment.

“Ah, that’s not what I meant, sorry.”

He sighed. She apologised which meant he must do it too if he didn’t want to come across as an asshole.

“No, it is I who have not been in the best mood tonight, I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me.”

She laughed in response, pulling some out-of-control hair away from her face. Strangely, a part of him wished she didn’t do that, it was cute and framed her face well. Gareth was always a man of perfection and he enjoyed it on others as well. He was a star, why would he waste time on someone who didn’t even take into consideration to be presentable in front of others. But it’s not like he could voice these opinions to the public, or he’ll be done for.

Maybe he’d still get jobs(celebrities often gets a pass for things), but it would definitely change the view on him.

“I just didn’t think you liked these kind of events- with all the booze and social pressure and fakeness, I mean.”

Gareth turned to her in slight awe, listening as she continued.

“You usually have a detached look in your eyes, like you’re not really there? I don’t know how to explain it, but I just assumed you didn’t like parties. Besides, - I might not be an A-list celebrity- but I can see how it must be hard for you too. People come flocking around you, hoping to gain your favour, and you don’t know who to trust. Who is truly there for you, and who is only there for something else?” The young woman breathed out a sigh of relief. “Sorry if I rambled by the way, it can happen sometimes.”

Gareth, still in awe, stood silently and stared at her. Honestly, what the fuck? How did she- a mere background actor- manage to see through and tear apart the strong wall he’d spent so many hours to perfect? He was an actor for god’s sake, it was his job to pretend, and someone saw the true him anyway. But he was sure he’d never let his face betray him. So, how……?

“Hey are you okay?”

Snapping out of it, the man dismissed any previous thought and focused on the matter at hand. “Yes, I am fine. Thank you.” It was then he recalled something important he forgot to ask. “What is your name? I didn’t ask earlier, how rude of me.”

She smiled back at him, pointing at herself as she said, “I’m (y/n), it’s nice to meet you.” She proceeded to shake his hand politely. When their skin touched, all Gareth felt was the warmth that came with it.

“Yeah, nice to meet you too… (Y/n).”

It was after that night Gareth found himself seeking out (y/n) more. Though he’d tell himself that it was for job purposes and nothing else. He simply wanted to see that there was nothing bad going on and everything was running smoothly. It was a movie he started in, of course it had to be flawless; nothing short of perfect; absolutely splendid.

But whenever trouble arose or someone needed some sort of help, it made it easier for Gareth to sneak off and find his new friend. Were they friends? At least, that’s what he thought. He and (y/n) had shared many more conversations after that fateful party and she never wore a disgusted(maybe he’s exaggerating) expression when talking to him. So they have to be friends, right? It would be strange if they weren’t.

(Y/n) was, in fact, lovely. He’d had that suspicion about her since the beginning and it turned out to be accurate. She always asked how he felt that day, and it wasn’t in the superficial, polite way, she meant it. The thoughtfulness brought a new kind of ache to his chest. It hurt in some ways, yet he couldn’t get enough of it.

Other times she even came to him with a box of home cooked food. She said that he was free to throw it away if he didn’t like it and she wouldn’t hunt him down or anything. Gareth was stunned. Why would he wish to throw out the food she’s so carefully prepared for him? No way. He’d eat all of it. It didn’t matter if he liked it or not, he couldn’t dishonour her like that. It wasn’t polite. (He actually loved the food)

Gareth had at first felt goddy at the prospect that (y/n) willingly spent her free time to cook something for him. He must be special to her then; only that thought was later crushed. The actor was on his way outside to take a breather after a longer shoot, and in the corner of his eye he saw two of his colleagues sitting on a staircase. He paused. In their laps’ were plastic containers - lunch boxes- but that wasn’t what drew in his attention; they looked oddily familiar.

‘Wait a little…this is..?’

Oh, he definitively recognised the pink notes and the same-collection of stickers that attached it to the box. If he looked even closer, he was certain the handwriting would be familiar as well.

How could he be so stupid? Of course (y/n) made lunch for all her close colleagues, not just him. Why would she treat him any special? Yes, he was considered a star on the rise for more success, but he knew that hardly mattered to her. Although he tried convincing himself it hardly meant anything as long as he’s getting good meals and they’re still friends, it made things different. The meals weren’t the only thing he noticed afterwards. There were smiles, plenty of them, all wasted on pathetic nobodies. There were also the affection, the hugs, the hand holding. They were given to crew members feeling down and in need of comfort.

It was good that (y/n) cared about others; a quality many perceived as positive. However, Gareth himself could not see this as a good thing. Instead it left a sour taste in his mouth, just like the meal-donation.

Gareth grumbled over this for a long time and tried to figure out why he felt this way. It was stupid, he thought, that he was this worked up over some woman. Gareth a couple months ago would scoff at his current situation and tell him he was being ridiculous and had to stop grovelling in the dirt over some background actor.

The Gareth from a few months ago wouldn’t believe he had the ability to resort to something so childish, either. He was avoiding her like the plague, and barely glanced in her direction. If he absolutely had to talk to her then his answers would be curt and ‘don’t-bother-me-like’. What the hell was he doing? Giving (y/n) the silent treatment, like a child not getting the attention from his parents as he would’ve liked. He could tell the change in his behaviour made her sad, and she probably didn’t understand why either, which was even more sad. But the saddest part of all was that Gareth’s pride was stronger than his feeling of guilt.

A result from the prince-treatment he’d been getting for years.

It wasn’t until the day she approached him during break and said, “I wanted to say goodbye.” that he broke out of his bubble.

“What do you mean?” He asked, immediately straightening his back.

(Y/n) smiled melancholy, “the scenes I’m in-standing in the background, that is- are all over. It’s time for me to go home now. There’s nothing else for me to do here.”

The gears turned in the actors head. She was leaving? This place? Him?

“No, you can’t leave.” He blurted out without thinking. It came off as desperate and breathless, like a whining kid. He hated himself.

(Y/n) chuckled lightly, “Yeah, I wish I could stay longer, but I’m just a background character. I don’t have that privilege.”

Gareth though he heard her mutter under her breath, ‘-not like you.’

“Well this is goodbye then, it was fun to get to know you Gareth and be your friend.” She said before turning around and leaving him alone.

It wasn’t true. They hadn’t been friends at all the last weeks, and it was all his fault. Because he felt some petty competitiveness. And now (yn) was going away forever. What if he never gets to see her again? The idea hurt more than anything he’s felt before. It definitively hurt more than the time he broke his toe, or the time he slipped and got a concussion. None of it was close to the pain he experienced with the thought of losing her.

His sweet little background actor.

Now he understood. It was love. All of it was love. That’s why he was threatened by others taking up (y/n)’s time and why he enjoyed her company so much. He loved her. It was that simple.

There’s no way he could let her slip out of reach now. Not when she belongs to him.

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