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lacroixwh0r3 · 9 months

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The First Taste (p.2)

DBF!Joel Miller x F!Reader

Summary: It's the second day at the lake and you meet some people that live in the neighborhood.

Warnings: SMUT!!! DUB CON (sorta? Just gonna leave it to be safe), heavy sexual tension, pet names, age gap (Joel is 36 and reader is 21), masturbation (F and M), voyeurism, daddy kink, dom!Joel, Joel is a perv and an asshole, cursing, Bill, Frank, and Tess appearance, use of Y/N (1x), jealousy, degradation, no outbreak

Song inspo (feel free to read if you want): Skin by Mac Miller

PART 1 PART3

A/N: I am sooo sorry for taking so long with this one, life has been crazy and weird, but I already have plans for the next part hehe. Also, this is probably all over the place...I wrote some parts of this high lol

Please share, comment, like, and reblog...enjoy my pookies!<3

Trying to act normal around Joel was a bit of a struggle for you.

It was the second day of the trip and he was completely normal during breakfast—he laughed and joked with everyone, seeming a little more lively than the day before. It didn't seem like he had seen or heard anything last night. And if he did, he was being very closed—lipped about the whole thing, which you were grateful about that because you'd probably die from embarrassment.

Sarah had done the honors of waking up early and making breakfast this morning, which consisted of pancakes and eggs. It was something simple and everyone enjoyed it, meanwhile, you could hardly touch your plate. Not because the food wasn't good, but because you were too occupied with staring at Sarah's dad, the man you had fantasized about the night before. It seemed that no one was even paying attention so you assumed that no one would notice your lingering eyes.

Unbeknownst to you, Maria had quickly caught onto your crush on the older Miller brother, yet she never said anything. Not even to Tommy, her husband. She sat there quietly as she watched you watching him. She really thought nothing of it other than a simple crush and from what she could tell from Joel's stoic attitude, the feelings were not mutual. However, Maria didn't know that Joel was beginning to grow a desire for you—he could hide it better than you.

You were glad that Sarah has been too busy typing away on her phone to even pay attention.

“Y’all had fun last night?” Joel asked as he peered over at the three that went out last night, but mainly looking over at Maria.

Joel was interested in their night, but he also knew how Tommy was after a few drinks. After Tommy and Maria had gotten married, it was obvious that he matured, but he still had his moments.

“It was lots of fun—there was good live music and good drinks there,” Maria said to him as the other two just nodded their heads in agreement.

"We actually ran into Bill and Frank while we were there, they were with a friend...what was her name again?" Tommy asked as he tried to recall the unknown woman's name.

Joel didn't know much about Bill and Frank outside of the fact that they were married and lived next door. During the very brief encounter with the two yesterday, he could tell that Frank was the outgoing one out of the two and Bill was more reserved and not too keen on strangers—Joel didn't blame him, he was the same way too.

"Her name was Tess." Your father reminded Tommy as he took a quick sip of his coffee.

"Right, it was Tess!" Tommy said before speaking up again, "I think you'd like her, Joel...she's your type." he said slowly to his older brother.

This instantly piqued everyone's interest—Sarah's head had snapped up from her phone, while your eyebrows raised with surprise. Joel didn't need any convincing because he instantly shook his head after Tommy said that, letting him know that he wasn't interested.

"Oh come on, Dad!"

"You can't be serious."

"Joel!"

With these responses from Sarah, your dad, and Tommy at the same, Joel scowled at them. Meanwhile, you just sat there silently as you picked at the food on your plate with your fork. For some reason, you were happy that Joel had turned down Tommy's suggestion.

"Tommy is right, Joel, I think you and her would get along well and she's beautiful," Maria shrugged at Joel. "You should meet her and get to know her first."

He hadn't dated in a very long time and hadn't been interested in dating either. He decided that he would agree to get everyone off his back

"Fine, I'll meet her," Joel said as he put his head down and looked up at you. From the corner of Joel's eyes, he can see his daughter and Tommy high-five each other from across the table, while you looked at him with an unreadable expression.

You didn't think that he would agree that easily, but it didn't matter. You couldn't get jealous over someone who isn't yours.

"Great! Tommy and I will go over there to invite them over for this evening and we'll be sure to tell them to invite Tess," Maria winks at Joel.

Before Joel could respond, he was interrupted by Sarah's phone. it began to blow up with messages by the second. Sorry—she said as tried to silence it until eventually, the person called her, making her answer the phone before telling the person on the other line to hold on. Joel was about to scold her until she cut him off, "I gotta take this, I'll be right back. Girl problems!" she tells him with a sheepish expression as she hopped off her chair and started to loudly to talk to the person on the phone as she walked up the stairs to her room.

You all heard her yell into the phone to her friend about some boy before her words became intelligible. You stifled your laugh as you watched the look of defeat washed over Joel's face and he shook his head.

"That girl," Joel whispered, making everyone at the table laugh a bit. When he heard you laugh, he looked at you with a cocked eyebrow, and you did the same.

The split moment between the two of you was briskly intervened by your dad.

"What did you two get into last night?"

You were about to make up some bullshit lie about what you had done last night before you stopped yourself and began to internally freak out because you remembered that Joel caught you smoking weed yesterday and he could easily tell your dad right now if he wanted to. You looked over at Joel with silent pleading eyes not to tell your dad what he saw, but he just looked at you with a blank stare as he proceeded to answer your dad's question.

"Nothing really, I think this one found out there's a balcony connected to her room, you should ask her about it," Joel said before finishing the rest of his food on his plate as he looked over at you. You felt everyone turn their attention to you, making you feel like your heart felt like it was going to jump out of your chest after Joel said that.

"Oh yeah? How was it, honey?" Your dad asked.

You felt like you had the words guilty written across your forehead, lying was not your strongest suit. You looked around the table and gulped down your spit, noting how amused Joel looked as he watched you become a nervous wreck.

You realized how insane you must've looked at that moment and cleared your throat before speaking up, "it was cool," you said in a composed manner.

"It was just 'cool'?" Your dad asked you, confused by your short response.

There you go again, embarrassing yourself in front of Joel.

"I mean the view was really nice from there, I liked it a lot," you shrugged. Your dad let out a hum, letting you know he was a little more satisfied with your response, making you relax. You looked over at Joel to see him looking at you with a discreet smug look on his face.

...

You had eventually finished their breakfast, to which Joel offered to wash everyone's dishes. Your dad got up from the table with a groan as he grumbled about going to the couch to rest for a bit, while Tommy and Maria headed over to Bill and Frank's house.

You decide to help Joel bring the dishes over to the sink.

"I can help you with that," You tell Joel as placed the mugs down and stood next to him by the sink, grabbing the drying towel that sat on the counter before looking up at him

"I got this, darlin'. You go sit and relax yourself," he said reassured you, yet you made no attempt to move. You shamelessly checked out Joel, watching as he focused on the dish, not even sparing you a glance. He could feel your gaze on him, but he said nothing to you. You peaked down and saw as he gripped the plate with his strong hand as the other rubbed the soap around the plate, the suds were dripping down his wet hand.

You pushed whatever thoughts that were about to appear in your head and looked back up at Joel. "It's fine, Joel. You wash, I'll dry," You tell him. He stops scrubbing before looking back at you, letting out a sigh, and going back to what he was doing.

You said nothing to him as you dried the dishes and Joel said nothing to you as well. There was this weird, awkward tension that lingered between you two. You got a feeling that Joel wanted to say something, he was just waiting on the right time to say it. You decided to break the silence first.

"Thanks for-um-for not saying anything to my dad, by the way,"

"That was nothing, sweetheart. Didn't wanna get you in trouble," was all he said. You weren't sure what to say after that so it went back to being silent.

Joel rinsed off the plate then passed it to you before clearing his throat and speaking up. "So, uh, how'd you sleep last night?" He asked you lowly and passed the plate to you. As you open your mouth to respond and go to reach for the plate, your body stills and your words get stuck in your throat. You had registered what he had said to you.

He was so casual with his words; to anyone else in this house, it didn't seem like anything, it was just Joel asking about you. However, you both knew there was a deeper meaning.

Joel new favorite thing was making you flustered-saying things to you that would catch you off guard and just leaving you hanging. He absolutely loved it.

"Oh come one, sweetheart, I asked you a question. It would be rude not to answer me," he said teasingly as he pushed the plate toward you some more so that you could take it.

You slowly reach for it as you watched him from the corner of your eyes, afraid to even turn your head to him. "I-I slept pretty well. Wha-what about you?" You asked him. You were nervous as hell and you could feel your hands shaking, so you decided to start drying the wet plate in your hand to cover it up.

"Me too, sweetheart," he said to you. You thought that was going to be the end of that conversation, but no, he kept going. "You know what though?" He asked you before turning to face you, got close, and bent his head down slightly to catch your eyes, but never did because your eyes were laser-focused on the now dry plate in your hand. You could feel his warm body close to yours.

"I was sitting on that balcony last night and heard some strange noises comin' from your room, had t'make sure you were alright before I went to bed." He said as he began to speak you again, "but I'm sure you were too busy to notice, right, darlin'?"

Kill me, you thought to yourself, just fucking kill me.

He was right, you were too busy too notice, but you refused to admit that to Joel. Just as you were about to lie to him again, you think back to the night before when he had called you out on lying to him about smoking.

You sat the plate down with the other plates and looked up at Joel, "I don't know what you're talking about," you say innocently as you turn your head to look at him and gave a tight, faux smile, which he returned as well.

This motherfucker.

"Mmm, I'm sure you don't, sweetheart." He says before the phony smile dropped from his face as he got closer to you. Your eyes flicker over to where your dad was sitting, making sure that he didn't see what was going on, before going back to Joel's dark ones.

"But I know what I saw when I looked in that room. I saw the way you fingering that wet cunt, moaning my name," he whispered to you menacingly. You suddenly feel his damp finger gliding across the back of your arm, causing goosebumps to spread around your body. You tried to move put some distance between the two of you, but he followed. "Cummin' all over those fingers while you thought of me."

There is no way your dad's friend is admitting that he watched you finger fuck yourself, while you moaned his name at that. It didn't feel real to you.

You had yet to say anything back to Joel, so he kept going. "Made me cum so hard in my hand. I couldn't help myself, you looked so perfect touching yourself." Instantly, you gasped loudly before looking over at your dad again, and luckily he wasn't paying a lick of attention. The sound of the running water must've covered it up.

Joel's confession should've disgusted you, but it didn't—in fact, it turned you on a lot. Some sick part of you liked that he jerked off while watching you.

Finally, you had gotten the courage to speak up. "You're a sick fucking bastard, Joel," you told him as you push his arm from you and your face scrunched with false disgust. "A sick pervert," You spit out at him as you turn your body to him and point close to his face.

You refused to feed his ego, which was already inflated.

Your words did nothing to him, not even a little bit. "Oh, honey..." he said as his large hand rested on your lower back, "You were the one moanin' my name last night, but I'm the pervert? Now that ain't fair," Joel smirked.

You scoff before you speak again. "Get your hands off me now before I tell my dad."

Instead of letting you go, Joel pulls you into his body, making your hands come up to his chest so you can push away. Still, he didn't budge and kept pulling you closer to the point you could feel the hardness of his cock against your stomach.

What a sick man he is.

"Do it, baby, and I'll tell 'em all about what I saw and heard last night," he says as his hand drifts down to get a quick squeeze of your ass.

"You liked thinkin' about me fuckin' you? Makin' you squirm while you cum all over my fat cock." He whispered. You saw how Joel's eyes darkened with desire as he said this. Truthfully, it was giving you a strong indescribable feeling deep down in your stomach, reaching your core.

For a brief moment, the disgusted expression on your face faltered, your eyes had batted open and shut, and you let out a shaky sigh as you looked up at Joel—hopeful that he hadn't seen your quick moment of weakness. Except, he did. You looked back up at him only to see him deeply observing your face with a small smirk on his face as if he had just accomplished something great.

"You liked that?" He asked you cockily with his hand still resting on your ass. You just rolled your eyes at him as you tried to push yourself away from him a second time. "You like it when I talk to you like that?"

You didn't even have to answer him because he already knew the answer.

"You need to let me go before someone catches us, Joel," You tried to change the subject, but this only made his smirk bigger.

"Aw come on, sweetheart, no one is gonna see us," Joel insisted before looking over at your dad. "They're all doin' their own thing

His actions after this had caught you off guard.

You can feel his big hand trail up your body, while his other one still rested on your ass to keep you close to him; going from the back of your waist to the front and going up to your breasts, giving them a quick, firm squeeze as he cupped them over your shirt. You whimpered as you looked down at the sight between you and looked back up at him.

Joel's hand moved up again, but this time he wrapped his fingers around your neck. He loved the softness of your neck against his rough calloused hand.

His long fingers flexed around your neck, growing firmer as he held your face up at an angle just under your jaw as he bent down. "Or I can take you upstairs if you want..." Joel's grip tightened some more. "Make sure to take my time with you, darlin'," He said as your eyes nearly rolled to the back of your head. Not because of his hand around your throat—Joel made sure he wasn't choking you to death, but because of his words.

Joel had this seductive nature about him and it was obvious that he knew how to use it to his full advantage. He could probably get you to do anything he wanted.

Fuck—you couldn't believe that you were actually thinking about saying yes to Joel after the way he spoke to you. But again, there was some sick part of you that got a kick out of the way he spoke to you. You weren't exactly sure what it was about Joel that you allowed him to speak to you this way, but if this were anyone else, you were sure that you would have absolutely freaked out on them.

"Fuck, Joel," you whined as you felt him inhale the scent of your perfume that you spritzed a little below your ear earlier this morning.

"Mmm, you smell so good, baby, just wanna taste you," He murmured, taking in your scent. His mouth was so close to your neck, you wanted him to place his plush lips onto it. You wanted to feel the prickly feeling of his facial hair on your neck while he sucked, licked, and kissed it.

"Sweetheart!" You heard your dad call out, instantly pulling you out of the half-conscious state that Joel had you in. Your eyes shot wide open as quickly pushed Joel away from you, making release your neck and causing him almost fall to the ground as he stumbled back. Shit—he cursed out as he caught himself. You really didn't mean to push him that hard, but you were deathly afraid of your dad catching sight of his closest friend choking his daughter behind his back.

"Uh-yeah? I mean, yes, dad?"" You said as you scrambled to fix your clothes and make yourself seem as normal as possible. The adrenaline rush made you feel like your heart was damn near beating out of your chest and made your hands shake with fear.

"Y'all still ain't done with the dishes yet?" He asked, making you tried to voice out some lame excuse, but was unable to. Instead, all you could do was make these odd sounds.

"Anyway, you don't mind gettin' me a glass of water, do you? This damn headache won't go away," he groaned out. You felt relief at the fact that he couldn't hear the nervousness in your voice.

"N-No, I'll-uh-get it for you in a sec," You told him as you looked over at Joel. He just looked at you with a faint worrisome expression on his face—his breathing was just as hard. You gave him an apologetic look before getting the glass of water for your dad.

You made no attempt to look at Joel as you brushed past him, you were too ashamed to look his way. Your hand was still trembling as you walked over to your dad, who was sprawled out on the couch, and handed him the water.

"Here you go,"

"Thanks, sweetheart!" He gave you a weak smile before downing the water, to which you returned as well. You plopped down next to your dad on the large couch as you heard Joel shut the water off in the kitchen and shuffled his way up the stairs.

You sat there feeling guilty as your dad talked to you about whatever was on his mind.

Even though you and Joel didn't go all the way, it still wasn't right to think of him in that way or allow him to do those things to you. You decided that you were going to stop thinking about joel for good.

...

Bill and Frank were great, though Frank was a little more lively. The moment you greeted them Frank gave you a quick side hug with a bright smile on his face, which caught you be surprise, and Bill just stood awkwardly next his husband as he introduced himself to everyone.

And then there was Tess.

You along with Sarah watched the painful sight in front of you as her and Joel introduced themselves to each other. You tried not to listen to their conversation, but you were curious and you couldn't help it. They barely speaking a word to each other besides saying their names and where they were from, which made you a little happy because it meant Joel wasn't interested.

Thank god.

"Well, that was a fail," you heard Sarah say not-so quietly, making you let out a chuckle.

Then Tess came over to us, making you both straighten up. From the moment you met her, she was nothing but nice to you and Sarah. She introduced herself to the two of you, smiled, and shook your hands.

"I'm Sarah, Joel's daughter," Sarah beamed at her.

"It's nice to meet you, Sarah," Tess smiled warmly at the young girl before turning to you, "And what's your name, sweetheart?" She asked. Her calling you sweetheart caught you by surprise honestly.

"Oh, i'm Y/N...that man right there is my dad," you said as you pointed to your father who was a little behind Tess, making her laugh a bit.

"Well, it's lovely meeting you as well." She softly stroked your arm, causing you to tremble with nervousness. Just as she finished her sentence, your dad and Tommy suggested that all the older adults go and hang out in the back while there was still light, to which they all agreed.

"Hopefully I'll catch up with you girls later?" she asked. Sarah and you just nodded your head before she gave the two of you one last smile before walking to the back.

That was weird, you thought for a moment.

"Tess seems nice," you said now that the house was completely silent, making Sarah nod her head in agreement.

"Yeah, she did, too bad my dad didn't seem interested in her," she shook her head, "anyway, what do you wanna do now that it's just us?"

"Mmm," You tried to think about what you could do with her, "I think Maria has some cookie dough in the fridge, you wanna bake cookies and play card games?" You asked the young girl.

"Sure!"

The two of you walked to the kitchen—you grabbed the cookie dough from the fridge and the baking sheet from the bottom cabinet. "You mind preheating the oven?"

Sarah walked over to the oven before staring at it, confused on how to use it. "Um, I think you're gonna have to do it. I'm not sure how to even work this thing," she turned to you.

You let out a giggle as you go to preheat the oven. After you did that, you stood next to Sarah as you both began to place cookies onto the baking sheet.

"You know we're gonna have to make a lot, right?" Sarah giggles out.

"And why is that?"

"My dad is obsessed with chocolate chip cookies," She confessed to you, "he'd probably eat them all if you let him."

This made you laugh.

Joel Miller liking chocolate chip cookies came to somewhat as a surprise to you. He didn't seem like the type to enjoy sweets, but according to his daughter he did and you found it cute.

Once you two had finished putting the last pieces of cookie dough on the sheet, you picked it up and went to open the oven. "Can you put on a time for 15 minutes, please?" You asked her as you place them into the oven.

"Sure," Sarah then began the timer for the cookies right as you closed the oven.

"So what was up with that phone call you got earlier? Sounded pretty serious," you asked her as you sat down at the island next to her.

Sarah lets out a loud sigh before talking, "where do I even start," she groaned. She began to tell you all about the drama amongst her friend group—supposedly, her best friend, Lillian, got with their ex-best friend's current boyfriend and now it's a whole situation. Sometimes you would ask a question or even give your two cents about the situation.

"And you wanna know the kicker to all this? Him and Lillian used to date last year and our ex-best friend got with him while they were dating, so we kicked her out the friend group," Sarah tells you. As soon as you let out a dramatic gasp, the alarm for the fifteen minutes had went off.

You got up and went to the oven, "wait, why would Lillian get back with him again? That doesn't seem smart," You say as you grab the mits from the countertop and took the cookies out the oven.

"I don't know," Sarah sighs out, you couldn't help but to laugh at her frustration at the situation.

Teenagers are so funny.

"You guys are crazy," You tell her as you, "You should tell your friend to leave him alone, he seems like bad news,"

"I have, but she doesn't listen," Sarah said in a disappointed tone.

You just shrugged your shoulders, "cookies are done, we just gotta let them cool for a bit,"

Just as you were letting the cookies cool down, Sarah asked you about your high school experience. You began to tell her all about it—your friend group was small and you mostly stayed to yourself throughout the whole time there. You made sure to focus on your school work rather than getting wrapped up in the silly drama or with boys.

Bill walks into the house and asked where the bathroom was, which you point him to the direction where it was and he went on with his business.

A few minutes later, as you and Sarah were munching on the soft chocolate chip cookies, Bill comes back from the bathroom, "It smells delicious in here," he mumbles as he makes his way to the door.

"You can have some if you would like, Bill? We made sure to make enough for everyone," You told him as you give him a small smile.

"I shouldn't," he said reluctantly, but you quickly reassured him that he could have some if he wanted.

"Well if you insist," Bill grabs a napkin before taking two cookies and said a low thanks as he made his way outside with them.

"I bet they're all gonna come in here to get cookies," Sarah laughs as she finished up her cookie.

And she was right.

They all eventually crowded into the kitchen around the island as they devoured the cookies, nearly eating them all. In between their chews, they spoke loudly to each other.

You tried to engage in with conversation with them, but you were too busy watching Joel. You watched as he had his right arm wrapped loosely around his daughter's shoulders while the other one brought cookies up to his mouth—he looked relax right now.

And sexy too.

You didn't see that Tess was next to you until she spoke up.

"Thank you for the cookies by the way, they were really good," She said to you with a kind smile on her face as she looked at you. Her eyes lingered on your face for a little

"Oh-thanks! I-It was nothing really, we were just really bored and needed something to do," You laughed awkwardly, squirming with nervousness. You couldn't even make eye contact with her while speaking to her.

Tess made you feel nervous in ways that you couldn't describe. Not as nervous as Joel makes you, but close.

"No problem, sweetie,"

...

You were starting to fucking hate this.

Sitting here and pretending to not be affected by watching Joel flirt with the hot, older woman made you want to flip your shit.

You hated to admit it, but your dad and Tommy was right—Tess absolutely was Joel's type. She's hot, smart, a tough woman, yet she was kind, and most importantly, she is close in age to Joel. She was also kind of like the female version of Joel.

At first, there was this awkward tension between Tess and Joel that was almost hilarious to you, but it quickly dissolved as the evening progressed and the drinks began going, making it no longer funny to you.

You had to remind yourself that you decided to back off of Joel that morning, but whatever was happening between the two quickly made you forget about it.

After a little while of being around them in the kitchen after baking the cookies, you sat down on the couch to unwind for a bit. However, that quickly ended when Joel and Tess decided to join on the couch right across from you.

While everyone was still sitting around the kitchen island, listening to music and laughing, you were sipping on your beer and looking at them with no expression on your face.

You didn't even like beer, you just needed something to drink on right now.

Joel was relaxed as he spoke to her, with his muscular thighs spread wide open as he held onto the beer in between them while the other arm rested on the head of the couch. He looked so relaxed and comfortable talking to her.

Sometimes, your eyes would sweep down his body, causing you to catch sight of his pants-covered bulge. You weren't going to lie and say that you weren't looking because you absolutely were.

Next to him was Tess, she sat closely to him with her legs folded up on the couch as she faced Joel, giving him her undivided attention. They both spoke in hushed whispers to each other, occasionally letting out some laughs.

She looked so beautiful as she sat there attentively listening to Joel as she gave him a smirk and flipped her long hair to the side, giving him a view of her neck.

God, you hated how jealous this made you.

And the worst part of this all is that he hadn't given you an ounce of attention since she got here. Ever since the incident in the kitchen this morning, he was distant and didn't pay you any mind—matter-of-fact, Joel just pretended that you didn't exist and that made you even more mad. Whenever you were around, he would avoid eye contact with you.

While you were staring down Joel and Tess, Sarah had suddenly appeared next to you as she plopped down on the seat next to you.

"You alright?" She asked you as you took another sip of your beer. "You look pissed right now."

Was it that obvious? If Sarah can notice the look on your face, that meant so did everyone else.

"Oh, me? I'm good, just some boy problems back at college," You lied to Sarah so she wouldn't know the real reason you looked mad.

Okay—was all she said to you, sounding unconvinced, but didn't push any further.

"My dad and Tess look pretty comfortable now," She leaned over and whispered to you. "Never seen him this way with a woman before,"

Honestly, this didn't seem surprising to you at all.

From the way Joel seemed reluctant to even get to know Tess earlier and the awkwardness when she had gotten here made it very apparent to you. Had you not seen any of this, you would've thought that he was quite the ladies man from the way he spoke to you whenever the two of you were alone.

"Interesting," was all you said as you took a sip of your beer again.

"Anyway, you wanna go to my room and watch a movie?" Sarah asked. "I'm gettin' bored of them already," You laughed and nodded your head in agreement and began to get off the couch, still watching the two across from you. Still, Joel continued to talk to the lady without even spairing you a glance.

You let out a scoff and roll your eyes as you make your way to the steps to go upstairs.

Fuck Joel.

...

It was getting late and Sarah eventually fell asleep a some time after you started the second movie. She was knocked out cold. You were tired as well, but not fully tired to the point that you were ready for bed—you didn't feel like hanging out with everyone down stairs and you didn't feel like seeing Joel and Tess all over each other either so you decided to go to your room for the night.

Before quietly slipping out of Sarah's room, you made sure to put the blanket over her and turn off the tv. Afterwards you brushed your teeth and changed into your pajamas, which was just a tank top and your underwear, before getting into bed.

For a while, you laid in the dark and scroll through Instagram while you blasting music through your headphones. You were tired, but not fully tired to the point that you were ready for bed—you didn't feel like hanging out with everyone down stairs and you didn't feel like seeing Joel and Tess all over each other either.

You suddenly felt the vibrations of a door slamming shut and heard the muffled sounds as well, making you yank your headphones off. It almost scared you to death.

You waited a moment to hear for any sounds that might follow up after. It was silent for the most part besides the sound of Joel's heavy footsteps next door, he must be getting ready for bed. You also assumed that Bill, Frank, and Tess had went back to their place because you didn't hear the music playing downstairs anymore or the sound of them talking loudly.

You were about to put your headphones back on until you heard Joel start to talk. You thought that he must've been on the phone or talking to himself until you heard the tone of a females voice—it was Tess. You couldn't make out what they were saying, but you hear them talking back and forth to each other.

At this point, you were holding your breath as you tried to eavesdrop, completely interested as to what they were doing in Joel's room together.

Joel must've said something funny to Tess because she laughed fairly loud at whatever he said.

He isn't that funny, you begrudgingly thought to yourself.

One of them flopped down on the bed, causing the bed to creak and the headboard hit against the wall. And because the beds were on the same wall, you could hear almost everything. They continued to talk for a while until it went completely silent and the bed creaked again.

You didn't want to jump to conclusions because you weren't sure what was going on in that room and you and Joel aren't anything so it really shouldn't matter to you. You also felt weird sitting there in the dark, snooping on Joel and Tess so you decided to try and get some sleep.

You readjusted in the bed and closed your eyes—occasionally tossing and turning because it felt like there was a million thoughts going through your mind right now.

Your eyes snapped open when you heard faint sounds of the bed screeching and the headboard thumping against the wall. The sounds were unbroken until Tess lets out a low moan, causing the noise to come to an abrupt stop and Joel shushes her.

He was fucking her and you were hearing it.

Joel says something to her and the noise continues again, this time it was a little fast. Your heart was beating against your chest just as fast, if not faster. The sound of your heart beating almost muted the sounds of Joel and Tess fucking.

Joel's grunts got a little louder as Tess lets out a few fucks here and there along with a couple moans. You listen closely to the plap-plap-plap sound that were smothered by the wall.

There's no way that you were the only one hearing this because they were not quiet.

It probably would've been best if you put your headphones back on, but you couldn't bring yourself to do it. There was something about it that made you furious, yet aroused. It shouldn't have, but it did and so much to the point that you felt a throb begin to form at your core.

You needed to relieve the ache somehow and suddenly this bright idea popped into your head. You slipped your underwear off and threw them somewhere off the bed before grabbing a pillow as you get onto your knees on the bed and tucked in the sides a bit, and straddled it.

You began to steadily rocking your hips back and forth, feeling your folds grind against the pillow and the wetness spreading as you became increasingly wet, as you tried to match the pace. Quiet whimpers escaped your mouth though you were trying to stay silent.

You felt like a creep listening to them and you knew you would feel ashamed of your actions later, but right now you didn't care, you just wanted to touch yourself.

At that moment, you thought back to earlier, remembering the way that Joel sat on the couch, sprawled out as he talked to Tess. You imagined him under you, seated the same way while you were on top of him grinding against his hard cock. His warm, rough hands would be gripping at your waist underneath your tank top, as he guided your hips. One of his hands would trail up to your braless breast and cup it while he would thumb at your erect nipple.

You grab onto the headboard, picturing it was his shoulders you were holding onto.

"Feel so good, daddy," You breathed out as if he were actually under you. "Makin' me feel soo good,"

"Atta girl, you like grindin' your pussy against this cock? Huh, baby?" he would ask you before letting out a loud grunt as he tried to hold back from cumming over his stomach and between your thighs.

Goosebumps trailed down your spine as you imagined this and your hips move faster against the pillow, making the headboard hit the wall harder.

"Yes, Joel," you moaned out as if he were actually there, not even realizing how loud you were.

You assumed you weren't being loud at all, but in actuality, you were. Tess and Joel had heard everything from the moment you started. Due to the wall and the fact that you were just so caught up in your own fantasies, you couldn't even hear them talking about you.

"S-she can hear us, Joel," Tess groaned out to Joel, but not once did Joel stop his thrust. He kept going because knowing that you were pleasuring yourself turned him on.

"Yeah? Let her hear," Joel purred as he felt Tess pulse around his cock. His thrust got faster, intensifying the harsh sound of the frame striking against the neighboring wall.

Just on the other side of the wall, you were hunched over listening to them and humping against the poor pillow. "P-Please, daddy, don't stop," You shook your head as you go to grip the pillow under you so you could get more friction. You could feel the sweat dripping down your face from how intense this whole thing was, but you didn't dare to stop.

You were barely listening to Joel and Tess anymore as you were close to your orgasm.

"Don't fuckin' stop," your torso was stiff as you opened your legs wider and pushed your core down on the pillow harder. Your toes wiggled and curled as you were seconds away from cumming. You whimpered Joel mindlessly the closer you got.

You needed this badly, you need him.

"Fuck, I'm gonna cumming," was the last thing you rasped before biting down on your lip. Not once did you stop nor slowed down the thrust of your hips as you shook with pleasure. You kept going as you chased your climax, hardly even breathing.

Right after you, Joel came shortly after.

"Aw, fuck!" he grunted loudly as he held onto Tess' hips. His seed spilling into the condom. Because his thoughts were so hazy at the moment and the only thing he could think of you, he nearly moaned out your name while fucking Tess, but thankfully he stopped himself before it could roll off his tongue.

"Shit, Joel," Tess groaned, cumming around his cock. Joel stayed behind her for a moment, still holding onto her buckling hips.

Eventually, Joel pulls out and collapses next to her before pulling the condom from his cock, tying it, and sat it on the nightstand. Tess does the same. They both say nothing to each other as they lay there.

Joel wondered what you were doing now.

Meanwhile, you were still trying to catch your breath, still holding onto the headboard as you tried to calm yourself.

You heard the talking as they got out the bed and moved around the room to put on their clothes you assumed.

Finally, Joel's door opens and you can hear them walking out of the room and go down stairs.

The front door opens as they quietly exchanged a few words to each other.

Joel eventually shuts the door and makes his way back upstairs. Once again, you could hear his heavy footsteps as he trot up the steps.

You decided that once he goes back in his room, you were going to dash to the bathroom to clean up the mess you made on yourself.

You were about to get out of the bed so you could clean yourself until heard Joel's feet about to shuffle past your door before he stopped right in front of it. You sat down on the middle of the bed, waiting for him to go to his room.

Joel hesitated for a moment, contemplating whether or not he should knock on your door, but he decided to do it anyway.

Joel's hard knuckles knocks at your door making your body go stiff. You were going to pull the blanket over your body and answer him, but you decided to pretend to act like you were sleeping.

You thought that this worked until your door suddenly swung open, revealing the large outline of Joel Miller. You scrambled to pull the duvet over the bare bottom-half of your body, hoping that he didn't see anything.

He stood there a moment before speaking up. "You good, sweetheart?" Joel asked you. He obviously knew you were awake.

It took you a few seconds before you replied as you were trying to calm your beating heart after he scared you. "Yeah, i'm fine, Joel," you said, thinking that he would just fuck off and go back to his room, he didn't. Instead, he came fully walked into the room and closed the door behind himself before making his way over to the bed.

"W-What the hell are you doing, Joel?" You asked him, caught off guard that he would just come in here.

Joel was going to speak until he realized something got caught onto his slipper as he approached the edge of your bed, making him suddenly stop and look down. Because it was dark in the room, he could tell what it was, but it was obvious that it was a piece of clothing. He bends down and grabs it, feeling a slight dampness to it before coming back up and holding the material out in front of him.

Joel goes to flick on the lights and your heart flutters when you see what he was holding. You look at Joel with a panic look on your face and see that he had this surprise, yet smug expression on his face.

It was your fucking underwear that you threw off.

"Look what we have here, sweetheart," He says as he walks closer to the bed, making you clutch the duvet closer to your body. "These yours?" He asked you even though he knew the answer.

"Can you put them down, please?" You pleaded with him silently as your face burned with embarrassment. He doesn't answer you, instead he brings the damp fabric up to his nose and inhales your scent, closing his eyes as he took it in. You let out a squeak, surprised that he was doing this.

Again, if this were anyone else you'd probably be creeped out by this, but there was something about Joel that made you want him badly.

"Smells so fuckin' good," he says as he pulled them away from his nose. You just look at him, mouth agape as he opens his eyes, balls up your panties into his hand, and sits on the edge of the bed. As if your grip couldn't get any tighter, you pull at the duvet again, hoping that Joel wasn't seeing anything under it. He immediately noticed you doing this and looked at you curiously with his dark eyes, making you feel nervous.

"What's under the blanket, baby?"Joel asked as he pointed at your lap.

You shook your head and avoided eye contact with him, "please don't make me do this, Joel," you begged him again, but he didn't budge one bit.

"Oh come on. Be a good girl and show me what you're hiding under there," He said sternly. You didn't need much convincing because you quickly gave into his demand. You slowly move the blanket off of you, shaking as the feeling the air hits between your legs.

Joel groans at the sight. "Baby, look at you," his deep southern voice says so softly as he brings his warm on on top of your thigh, making your thighs clench together.

"No no no, you don't close those legs unless I tell you, you understand me?" You nodded your head and let him pull your legs open.

"So beautiful up close," He groans out. His hand moved to the inside of your thigh and slid up, making you whimper. Your core throbbed again, longing for him, but he never did.

"Touch me, daddy, please." You whispered to him, so desperately.

"Mmm, not tonight, baby," He says, while his fingers continued to tease you. "Can you do somethin' for me?" He asked softly.

"Yes, Joel," you said and nodded your head without a second thought, ready to do anything he asked you.

"I want you to show me how you were touchin' yourself when you were listenin' to me and Tess,"

You stilled once he said this, you didn't know that he heard you moaning. "W-what?"

"Don't be so surprised, girl. You weren't bein' very quiet." He teased you before speaking up again. "Now, I want you to show me,"

You sat there for a moment, embarrassed that you were about to do this in front of Joel. You grab the cum-soaked pillow before getting up onto your knees on the bed and stradling it, trying not to look at him.

"Look at me." He orders. You look at him, feeling nervous as he watched you with his intense gaze. "Now, ride the pillow. Slowly."

At first, you were reluctant as you began to slowly grind against the pillow, so embarrassed at the moment that you couldn't even enjoy the pleasure. And the look on Joel's face made you want to die.

He brings his hand onto your thigh making your stop, "Relax yourself," he mutters.

You nod your head before you let out a loud sigh. You try to calm yourself down before you lean forward, making your back arch and held onto the pillow with one hand while the other kept you up.

You began to move your hips, this time feeling a little more comfortable as you did so. You let out a weak whine as the pillow grazed against your wet clit.

"Good, darlin', go a lil faster now,"

You didn't need any convincing with that, you instantly went faster, making the bed frame to knock against the wall.

Joel's cock jumped in his pants as he watched you with greed in his eyes. He wished he could take you right there, make you weep and bite into the pillow as he pounded into your wet pussy.

"Look at ya, humping that pillow like a slut," he groaned, thinking about you riding him the same way. "You like being a slut, don't you?" Joel asked you.

"Mmhmm—I love it so f-fucking much, Joel," You moaned as you convulse on the pillow, nearly cumming.

"P-please—" was all you said. You couldn't even get the words out of your mouth as the the uncontrollable waves of pleasure passed through your body.

"Please what, baby? What do you want?" He pressed for you to continue your sentence.

"Please touch me, I need to feel you right now," You grab Joel's hand from the bed and bring it up to your breast, taking him by surprise.

Such a needy girl, Joel thought as he felt your hard nipples through the cotton. He fumbled and teased at them before pinching your nipple, making you yelp loudly and your back arch more.

"Baby, you gotta be quiet or someone will hear you." He whispered to you, trying to get you to be quiet.

Instead of just being quiet, you shook your stubbornly, closed your eyes in pleasure, and bit your lips, loving the feeling you were experiencing right now.

"I don't give a fuck," You said as you breath out a humorless chuckle, after releasing your lip from your teeth.

The way you were acting right now in front of Joel surprised him a bit—it was different than the way you were this morning, even minutes ago. He didn't mind though, not one bit. Joel actually enjoyed seeing you this way. So wild, allowing your pleasure to take over.

"Oh shit, I'm gonna cum," You gasped out.

"Yeah? You gonna cum?" Joel teased. Mmhm, you whimpered in response as he releases your breast and starts to move his hand up your shirt, starting from your hips and going up your tank top. He palms your breast again, feeling the goosebumps rise on your skin, and flicks your nipple hard.

"Come on, cum for me, sweetheart. I wanna hear you moan for me," He eagerly said as he watched your body tremble, ready to fall apart for him. Your moans got louder and louder before your breathing hitched and got caught in your throat.

You came almost immediately, your body shook and your hand went to your clit as you keep on grinding on the pillow, intensifying your orgasm. "Daddy, oh fuu-shit!" you squeaked.

"Look at you, my pretty, slutty baby. Cummin' so hard f'me," he purred, but you couldn't get out your words. You were so overwhelmed that you nearly fell over as you tried to keep yourself up, but luckily you didn't.

Joel continued to spew out teasing comments as he egged on your climax, until you eventually calmed down a bit. He removed his hand from your shirt as your slumped against the bed with exhaustion.

He let out a chuckle as you face plant into the bed before giving your back some rubs as he tried to calm you down. You were breathing heavy as your body trembled and your hips rolled against the pillow, causing you to let out a dreamy moan.

"Oh darlin', come on, get up so you can lay down right...gonna hurt your back laying like that," Joel said to you softly. You were tired as hell and on the verge of falling asleep right there, so you stayed there for a little before getting up.

Once you did get up, you fell back into the soft pillows with your eyes closed as you felt yourself relax into them.

You can feel as Joel grabbed the pillow from that you humped from between your legs. You thought that he was going to put it to the side or something, but that wasn't the case at all.

"Oh, baby, look at the mess you made," you hear him say, almost moaning. Your eyes shoot open, which you catch him running his finger through your wetness on the pillow, bringing it to his mouth, and licking it off. He groaned the moment it touches his tongue, which made your eyes widen with shock and you let out a gasp.

To Joel, you tasted as good as you smelled and he loved it.

"Joel, why would you do that?" You asked him, shocked that he would do that.

He gives you a wide smirk, making your stomach flutter with butterflies. "Why not, baby? You taste so good."

You say nothing after this, feeling flustered by his actions.

It was quiet between the two of you until you remembered that you didn't have anything on from the waist down.

You were tired, but you gathered the strength to get up from the bed.

"Where you goin', sweet girl?" Joel asked you as you made your way to your bag.

There's that name again. You loved it when he called you that.

"Just grabbin' some shorts," you looked over at Joel as you bent down to grab your shorts and put them on, feeling his eyes on you, watching you so intensely. "I can feel you watching me, Mr. Miller," you tease him.

"Mr. Miller, huh?" You turned around and made your way back to the bed to find Joel still watching you.

You just nodded your head as you plopped down onto the bed a lay down. You pat the spot next to you, trying to get him to lay down next to you, which he obviously got the hint.

"Want me to lay with you, darlin'?" He looked over to you, searching your face for permission.

You quickly nodded your head as you scoot over to make room for Joel, making him crack a small smile on his hard face.

God he looked so handsome when he smiled.

"Alright, baby."

Joel laid on his back on the pillow next to you, making readjust yourself as you snuggled into him with your head and hand resting on his chest. He wraps his arm around your shoulder, pressing you closer to his body.

You laid there listening to his steady heart beat, your heavy eyelids almost closed.

You noticed that he had all the chances to touch you, even have sex with you, yet he never did and it made you wonder why.

Before you could stop yourself, you called his name."Joel?"

"Yeah, sweetheart?" He asked

You hesitated before speaking up again, afraid of what you might hear from him, but fuck it.

"Why won't you touch me?" You asked him curiously, the sleep was audible in your voice.

He was quiet for a moment, making your wrench with rejection, until he spoke up. "One day, baby. Just not right now, okay?"

You nodded your head against his chest before answering. "Okay," You said softly, feeling somewhat content with his response, but still feeling a little rejected.

At least he didn't say never, you thought to yourself.

"Good girl, now get some sleep." He said, making you nuzzle into his chest and close your eyes, almost instantly drifting to sleep as you felt his hard body under you.

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#smut #the last of us #joel x reader #joel miller #joel the last of us #joel miller smut #tlou fanfiction #joel miller x reader #neighbor!joel #pedro pascal #pedro pascal fanfiction #pedro pascal characters #dads best friend #dbf!joel #dbf!joel miller #dbf!joel miller x reader #dbf!joel x you

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rrenzwrld · 6 months

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secreto de amor VII

chapter 7! read chapter 6 here

“y/n~i need to talk to you.”

“you always need to talk to me. talk to your other friends.”

“don’t get smart with me. i just wanted to remind you about the business trip i’m going on. i leave next wednesday.” jean worked with a company that providing them with relaxing trips out of the country twice a year because they know how taxing the job can be.

“where you going this time?”

“it’s actually a cruise, going to the bahamas. i’ll be gone for two weeks tho, much longer than last time.”

“two weeks??” that caught your attention. you were used to jean and his trips but you’ve never been left alone for two weeks.

“i figured you don’t need a babysitter because you’re 18 but some people will swing by to check on you.”

“you tell—“

“yes i told mom and dad. they’ll come check on you and if you get scared just stay over there.”

“anything else i need to know?”

“nope, think that’s all. love you!” jean closed the door behind him. although it was only tuesday and he had about a week to prepare, it shouldn’t worry him about leaving you. he knew that you were a good kid, you don’t cause trouble , and you’re practically already independent apart from you living with him. so he didn’t know why he was feeling weird about all of this.

later on that day, you called tia to have your daily conversation and some interesting things were brought up.

“you said he said what now?”

“just reposting tweets n shit and relationships, talkin bout some ‘i’ll take my old bitch over a new bitch any day’” the dude in question was your ex you dated for two years until he cheated. he was your first and last boyfriend and luckily you hadn’t lost your virginity to him or else you’d be going mad even now.

“a weirdo for real. remind me why you follow him again?”

she shrugged. “to be nosy. give us something to talk about.”

“valid.”

“your brother still going on the trip thingy?”

“yeah, why?”

“just asking. don’t he always go around the same time?”

“yeah but i didn’t think you were paying attention. he’s gonna be gone for two weeks this time.”

“two weeks?? oh you’ll be dead before he gets back.”

“don’t say that! i can handle myself fine for two weeks.”

“you don’t even sound like you believe yourself. but look at the bright side,” you rolled your eyes as you already knew what would come next. “connie can come over without any interruptions and he’ll stay and keep you company, and then~” tia started clapping her hands and moaning.

you laughed. “i fucking hate you. i don’t even think about him like that, he 22.”

“so? older dick be the best dick.”

“i’m gonna hang up on you.”

“it’s okay if you wanna hang up on me to call your man.”

“i don’t have a man.”

“sure..”

next wednesday rolled around quicker than you thought and it didn’t seem real to you up until you saw your brother all packed up in suit and tie.

“why you dressed up? i thought you were going on the trip to relax.”

“there’s a meeting right before we board the plane.” you nodded as you watched your brother put on his dress shoes. “are you sure you’ll be okay? you’ll call or text if you need anything right?”

“yes, i’ll be okay. just have fun.”

“i already called everyone to let them know so some one would be there everyday to check on you. and don’t throw any parties or anything while i’m gone.”

“i’ll try not to.” you joked. but he knew you weren’t like that. the most you’d probably do is have tia sleep over or something and just the two of you do stupid shit in the comfort of your own home.

“well,” he started as you helped him load the last of his things in his car. “i love you, i’ll be back in two weeks. i’ll call and text everyday, just don’t die on me.” he laughed while he pulled you into a tight embrace

“i won’t die, promise.”

after the both of you struggled to let go, you bid him a formal farewell as you watched him back out the parking lot, “love you too, be safe!”

after all that, it was weird having the place to yourself but you’d just operate how you would normally do. the only difference was that jean wasn’t present and you had to get used to that. but as he said, over the two weeks, people came to check on you every day.

you had visits from your older stepbrother elliot snd his girlfriend, your mom, your stepdad, and even your biological dad who really just started speaking to you after your mom remarried. but family wasn’t the only people who were there for you. you had visits from sasha who you’d hang out with from time to time, and sleepovers with your friend tia. but one person you really should’ve saw coming was connie. but you didn’t know how you felt just yet.

“y/n~” you heard connie call out to you from your room but he stopped in the doorway when he made it. “your brother told me to—“

“check up on me?”

“yeah, but.. a little more than that.”

“what?”

“he gave me a key, see?” he held it up proudly but you were shocked and maybe a bit upset.

“when did he give you a key? and why?” connie walked into your room and sat at the chair by your desk.

“he wants me to check on you

everyday—“

“people do that already.”

“yeah but he wants me to check on you everyday.. for multiple times a day.”

“so i don’t have a choice.. but to see you everyday?”

“multiple times a day, yes.” he smiles. “but that makes it easier for us to get to know each other.”

“don’t you have things to do? like work or..?”

“yeah but i’ll just come here after.” you rolled your eyes. although jean suspected that connie was trying something with you, he still trusted connie to keep you safe if anything else.

“whatever.” you went back to whatever you were doing.

“right,” connie stood up to walk out the room. “and imma need your number or something.”

“to track me?”

“no, just to keep in contact with you. weirdo.” he laughed. you were the weirdo? you ended up putting your number in his phone and he put his number in yours. “i turned locations on by the way. i’ll be back, bye!” he left before you could even get on him about it.

#aot #aot x reader #black reader #aot x black reader #connie springer #aot connie #connie springer x black y/n #connie x black y/n #connie x black reader

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that1nerd-20 · 10 months

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Chuck Hansen X F!Reader (Birthday special)

Warnings: Jealous chuck, Violence, Talk of sexual stuff, Gets a bit spicy, Swearing, a bit of angst, Chuck being a butt, MDNI! 18+ / ageless blogs don't interact!! Or you will be blocked

Word count: 4.7k

Other:

Reader can put her hair in a low pony, and is described as being shorter than chuck and she goes to the gym, as well as her cheeks can become red. Chuck is also able to pick her up, but only for a few split seconds and can carry her a few feet from a wall to a bed. But other than that, she is very open ended

this was purely self-indulgent, I love Chuck so much and I wanted to do something for him for his birthday. let me know if yall want part two with the smut. also, we are gonna pretend they are at the shatterdome for like a year before they close the breach, we also gonna pretend like he doesn't die. sorry for any grammar issues or sentences just don't make sense, I'm sometimes really bad at writing things, and other times my writing sounds amazing

His birthday is Aug 14th. so this will be posted on Aug 14th.

The alarm blared loudly in my ears. Groaning, I pull myself up out of bed. I stretch, hearing the bed across from me rustle. I look over, my older brother Jacob is still fast asleep. Smirking widely I make my way to his bedside.

Cupping my hands around my mouth I scream “JACOB!!” in his ear. Jacob bolts upright, “Where's the danger?!” he rapidly looks around finally setting his eyes on me and groaning. I walk over to our shared bathroom grabbing my uniform as he gets up off his bed. I give our two dogs, Xerxes the Doberman and Baron the Deutsch Drathaar, pats on the head I close the bathroom door before changing into my uniform. I head out of the bathroom to see Jacob finish zipping up his uniform top. We both grab our bomber jackets, Jacob puts his on, the large silver lettering displayed across his back our Jaegers symbol in gold underneath. I threw my jacket over my shoulder holding it there. We both put our aviators on and headed out the door. The voice announced over the kaiju alarm.

“Kaiju alert, Sideswipe pilots please report to your conn-pod station.” walking down the hallway, many of the others moved out of the way.

“So how's it going with Alice?” I asked my co-pilot nonchalantly, looking at him as he whipped his head around his mouth hanging open slightly.

“How did you find out about that?!” he whisper shouted, looking around to make sure no one else heard. Smirking I look forward “She told me. I mean I am friends with her.” I said like it was no big deal. I chuckled when I heard him groan “I didn't know she was telling people about us…” I shrugged the two sets of dog tags around my neck jangling. “I'm pretty sure she only told me, since im your sister.” we walk past LOCCENT, a quick glance inside I see the Hansen boys, Mako Mori, Raleigh Becket, Cherno Alpha’s pilots, and the Wei Tang brothers.

While there is an actual kaiju attack, we are the only Jaeger being sent out. Since my brother and I are a newer Jaeger pair, Marshall Pentecost wants us to show off our skills to the other Jaeger pilots. We finally reached our conn-pod station. Jacob and I place our jackets and aviators neatly in a pile on one of the benches at our station.

Pulling my hair up into a low ponytail, our crew gets to work helping us put our armor on. I hear the marshall and a group of people walk to the entrance of our station. A low psst sounds from my brother's direction, I look at him with a slightly annoyed look “What?!” I whisper harshly, he smirks softly “What about Chuck?” he whispers back, my eyebrows crease in confusion, glancing at the aforementioned pilot, who was watching us like the rest of the group.

“What about him?” I whisper back at my brother, whose smirk only gets wider “You fuck ‘im yet?” he whispers back, my face turning bright red. The crew members who were working on us paused, some also going bright red, A few of them snickering. I glared at the group, “is there a problem?” an authoritative voice rings out. Jacob and I freeze, gulping. I glance at the marshall “No sir.” Jacob and I answered at the same time. Our team hastily resumed their work, Jacob and I straightened our backs staring straight forward “Good.” the marshall simply states. The last piece of my suit is secured in place, our helmets are handed to us.

I look over at my brother “Ready, Luke?'' His nickname comes out harshly “As ever, Leia.” He brings his fist up waiting expectantly, a big grin stretches across my face, and I hit my own fist against it. We head into our conn-pod, “Good luck pilots.” Marshall Pentecost says before leading the group away. We step into our footholds, Jacob to my left, our team hooks us up to the neural bridge, and we both put our helmets on.

“Testing 1, 2, 3, Sideswipe can you hear me?” Tendo’s voice sounds out, and Jacob reaches his right arm up to the control panel. “We hear you loud and clear Mission control.” Jacob lets his arm fall. “Initializing neural handshake.” I feel the pull at the back of my head as we enter the drift. Memories from our childhood in Wisconsin flowed through, everything that flashed between us is stuff we'd both seen before. Memories of our younger brother Atlan float by too. We are brought out of the drift quickly “Neural handshake completed and holding strong.” our jaeger is then picked up to be brought to the kaiju.

Jacob’s mind fills up with explicit images of his girlfriend making me gag in disgust. “Dude, are you really thinking about Alice like that right now?!” I yell over at my copilot. He smirks and looks over at me. “Well you're thinking about how you'd like to screw that-” Cutting him off I yell at him “-that nothing, im not thinking about screwing anyone!” although both he and I knew that wasnt the case, we were in each others head, we can't lie. Memories of Chuck when he's working out in the base gym flash in my head, and my mind wanders to the memory of how the muscles in his arms strained and moved while he worked out. I was always blessed when he decided to wear tank tops while he did. Him being so hot in a tank top got me hurt once.

“C'mon, you got this! You are so close!” Jacob had challenged me to see who could run for the longest time on the treadmills. Anytime we did this I would share my earbuds and blast music to keep us going. Jacob gave up ¾ of the way through my run, but I was close to beating my record on how many miles I could run in one go, which was 3.5 miles. I was nearing the record, and Jacob and a few others were cheering me on.

When I finally hit it, the small group that had formed around me started cheering, but I wasnt completely tired yet so I wanted to keep pushing. Right after I hit 4 miles, that's when he appeared, large arm muscles and broad shoulders being shown off by the tank top. Chuck asked one of the others around me what was going on, gripping the towel around his neck, but when he glanced at me my foot slipped out from underneath me.

I slid down the treadmill, pulling the emergency cord with me. Although the treadmill shut off pretty quickly, I still got shot to the floor. My right arm and leg burned. “Shit! Y/N!” Jacob leaned down near me, rolling me onto my left side to assess the damage to my right side. I groaned opening my eyes, asking my brother silently how bad it was. He answered through our link “It doesn't look too bad, just bad rugburns in a sense.” I saw Chuck peer over my face, his beautifully hot, sweaty face, filled with concern. “Ya alrigh’ love?” my face flushed red, not trusting my voice I nod.

“Dude stop that! I don’t need to see you drooling over lover boy-” Jacob nearly screamed at me, shaking me out of my thoughts, “You’re such a little baby.” I retorted. The helicopters above us slow down getting ready to drop us. We both brace ourselves when Jacob speaks “But I’m your little baby” I can practically hear the smirk in his tone. The cables on our Jaeger snap and we are released. When we land we steady ourselves, Jacob and I share a look, before we turn our attention to the kaiju in front of us, not making a move until we say “Let's kill this piece of shit.”

Time skip

Our Jaeger docks in the shatterdome, the head lifts off Sideswipe, and heads up to our station. We get unhooked from the neural bridge, taking off our helmets we make our way out to our docking station. We see the marshall and the other Jaeger pilots having a conversation at the entrance of the room, our team starts to disassemble our suits.

Jacob and I face the group of pilots, as the last few bits of our suits are taken off. I try not to glance at Chuck, but I can't help but look at him at least once, I find him looking away from everyone with his arms crossed. Jacob and I head to our jackets, we unpile the stuff, taking what was ours. I put my boots back on after folding my aviators on the collar of my uniform. I sling my jacket over my shoulder again as Jacob puts his on. We approach the group that was blocking our way out, our crew long gone.

The marshall turned towards us, I gave him a nod, and Jacob addressed him directly, his normally light, joking tone replaced by a cold serious one. “Marshall.” the marshall gave us both a curt nod.

“You two performed well,” the marshall starts, “Color me impressed.” he offers us a small smile before turning back towards the group and walking out. The Wei Tang brothers and the Cherno Alpha pilots leave with the Marshall, Herc comes up to us giving us both a pat on the shoulder. Before Herc leaves he gives me a strange look, like he's trying to tell me something. Mako and Raleigh both tell us Good job before walking out as well. Jacob heads out giving me a knowing look as I take notice that Chuck is still here. I turn towards Chuck, who has his arms crossed over his broad chest, an annoyed look on his face, as he stares off into a corner of the room.

Making my way over, I place my jacket over my arm, as I get closer to Chuck I can see he's lost in thought. “Hey.” I stop about 2 feet in front of him. It seems to snap him out of his trance, he looks at me quickly before he storms out of the room. I sat there gaping staring after him. What was that about?

I make my way down to the mess hall since it was dinner, but not before stopping by Jacob and i’s room to grab the dogs and to change. I change into a gray T-shirt and black cargo pants, keeping my combat boots on and both sets of dog tags. A few weeks after Jacob and I became friends with the Hansen boys, I had a gift left on our doorstep. Chuck had given me a spare set of his dog tags, he wrote a note saying that he wanted someone to get his dog tags when he died, and most likely his main set would be impossible to recover. He said that he thought id be a good choice. If he saw them find a home around my neck, he didn't say anything. While we barely knew each other a few weeks, we had become really good friends. I put my aviators on, grabbed the dogs' leashes, and headed toward the mess hall.

Xerxes was a pretty tall muscular dog, he was a traditional-looking Doberman; black coat, docked tail, and cropped ears to stand tall. Baron was on the smaller side, still a big dog, but he wasnt as tall, he was somewhat stocky and looked very mean but was a sweetheart, both of them are. Baron's black coat was littered with singular white hairs across his chest, feet, and face he was a traditional Drahthaar with a docked tail as well.

With one dog on each side of me, I made my way into the mess hall. I see Jacob already sitting with Herc and Chuck, so I stop by the table and hand the dogs over, who immediately lay down next to the table. I head up to the counter and grab my food. When I get back to the table, I sit down across from Jacob and next to Chuck in my normal spot. The dogs move from their spot and lay down by me, I could feel Max under the table resting his head on my foot. We all talked, but Chuck wouldn't say a thing to me. He wouldn't even look at me, the air around us got awkward. As soon as Chuck was done eating he jumped up and stormed off. He even left Max, which he never does.

I look over at Herc, my face contorted in confusion and hurt.

“Sorry kid, he's an ass sometimes,” he shrugs before continuing, “I think I have an idea of wha’ it’s about but he needs to deal with it on his own.” Herc gets up, not realizing that Max was still under the table. I look at Jacob still confused “What is it with you men being cryptic all the time?” I ask him. He shrugs “I guess we're just programmed like that” he takes a bite of his food “Not everybody is like me and expresses their feelings.” he chuckles softly. Taking a bite of my food I smile. “You are truly one of a kind.” I laugh swallowing my food, “and not in a good way.” he pretends to pout. “Well thanks, sis for being so nice to your big brother.” he sarcastically comments. We stare each other down for a few moments before we burst out laughing.

We finish eating so I get up to throw my tray away. “Can you take the dogs back to the room? I gotta get Max back to Chuck,” I asked Jacob, Max’s head perking up, Jacob nodded. I called Max, and he got up and followed me while I dumped my tray. Making my way out of the mess hall with Max following behind me. I slowly walk through the shatterdome halls not really knowing where Chuck is.

Luckily I see Herc, I call out for him "Herc!!" He looks behind him spotting me and stops. "Do you know where Chuck is?" He nodded scratching his chin "he's in his room." Turning around I head back down the hallway calling out a thank you as Max chased after me down the hall.

Arriving at Chuck's door I hesitate before finally knocking. I hear some rustling before I hear faintly from behind the door "What?!". Glancing down at Max I slowly speak up "I-it's me," swallowing some spit I continue, "You left Max in the mess hall so I brought him to you." Hearing nothing I sigh, "I-i don't know what I did, but I'm sorry…" still getting no response I leave Max at the door and head back to my room.

Chuck ignored me for the next week. I started eating up by my Jaeger's conn-pod station. The dogs often joined me, offering me sympathy as they rest their heads against my legs.

One day Herc came running up "Kid I need your help! Raleigh told me chucks gone crazy, said he's beating up some guy in mess." I didn't look up from my food, he kneeled beside me "Look I know he's been an asshole lately but you might be the only one able to stop him." I finally nod. We run down the halls to get down to the mess hall. When we reach the dining area chucks on top of a guy, clutching his shirt and screaming at him. Herc and I run to Chuck, we both manage to pull him off of the guy, and I push Chuck away from him by his chest. His face was full of anger and hatred. His body was tense beneath my hands but seemed to relax as he managed to feel my hands on him. "Chuck you need to calm down…" I spoke softly, he looked down at me relaxing more.

He tensed once more when the guy spoke up "Yeah that's right you gotta get your daddy and your little piece of ass to stand up for you." I looked back at him, feeling Chuck get angry again. I see my brother obviously being held back by his girlfriend Alice. Chuck goes to move but I push firmly on his chest "Don't call her that!" Chuck's voice seething with anger. Herc steps beside me helping me keep him back. Noticing that the guy is one of my crew members, getting a little pissed off myself I step towards him. "How 'bout instead of focusing on other people's lives you focus on keeping that mouth of yours shut, 'cause it just cost you your job."

The large group of personnel all snicker and laugh at the man. Two guys quickly grab him and leave the mess hall. I turn around to face Chuck, his face and hands were bruised, bleeding, and cut up. I take his arm in my hand, feeling his warm skin, I guide him back to his room. Our three combined dogs follow behind us.

When we reach his room I open the door as he and the dogs walk in. I push him softly towards the bed. Grabbing his first aid kit, knowing exactly where it was from the countless times I'd had to patch him up. Turning back to Chuck his shirt is off as he looks down. A large bruise is starting to form on his stomach. Small cuts litter his shoulder. "God Chuck, what happened…?" I whisper making my way back to him. Trying to focus on patching him up and not the fact that he's shirtless. I sit next to him a slowly tend to his wounds. He doesn't look at me or speak. Only halfway done I get fed up "Chuck." He doesn't look up. "Chuck. Look at me.." I caress his cheek with one hand, slowly forcing his head to face me. "Chuck, what happened…?" His eyes finally met mine before quickly turning his head away from me. He shrugs slowly getting off his bed "The guy was just being a piece of shit, I just tried putting him in his place." His tone is relaxed like it was no big deal.

"I can clean the rest of my cuts, you can go." He rummaged through one of his drawers. I watched his back, trying not to gawk, but I snapped out of it. I stood up and walked towards him. "No im staying because we need to talk about you being a total ass hat." He whipped around, I could feel the heat in my face for two reasons. Anger was starting to form on my face, but my face was red from being face-to-face with him. His expression went from confusion to annoyance and anger.

"There's nothing to talk about." His voice raised slightly, I clenched my hands, my nails digging into my palms. "Why won't you talk to me?!" I yelled at him, tears forming in my eyes "What did I do?!" He just looked away from me, knowing I wasn't going to get an answer. I pulled my dog tags out of my shirt. I swiftly grabbed his tags and pulled them off from around my neck, I slapped it down behind him. I turned around and walked to his door, opening it. "Xerxes, Baron, let's go," I called out to my dogs who jumped up and followed me out of the room.

For the next month, I completely avoided him. Herc tried to get me to talk to him but I refused. I always ate in my conn-pod. I always went to the base's gym late at night when no one was there. Jacob was worried, I could feel it through the drift, he noticed I was distracted. I was and I was miserable. Every part of me just wanted to run to Chuck and tell him how much he means to me but my mind was telling me that he didn't want me. He clearly displayed that.

On Chuck's birthday, I made sure I stayed in my room the whole day but that was short-lived when Marshall Pentecost called Jacob and me down to his office. When I entered the room I saw Chuck and herc standing by the Marshall's desk. Before I could even think about leaving Jacob was pushing me towards the front, and the door closed behind us. The marshall stood up from his desk. Herc and Jacob went by the marshall as he moved out from behind his desk. "It's been brought to my attention that you two are having some sort of problem." The marshall starts, clasping his hands in front of him. Chuck and I don't glance at each other. I keep my distance from him, Jacob is looking at me with his disappointed older brother face. "I've noticed that it has significantly affected your performance as pilots," I cross my arms in front of me, I admit I have been very tired since I've been up late working out. "So I've decided that you two will stay in Ranger Hansen's room until the problem gets solved. Hercules, Jacob, if you could please." The marshall motioned to us, but before we could protest he glared at us, "That is an order." Not wanting to get on his bad side we both let Herc and Jacob lead us to Chuck's room.

When we arrive at the door they open it and shove us inside. The door closes quickly. We stand in silence before I take a seat on the floor near the door. He sits on his bed, head in his hands. I pull my knees up to my chest, leaning my head back and looking at the ceiling. The silence is killing me so I pull my iPod out, plug in my headphones, and select my playlist. I hit play as I push the earbud into my left ear. I tap my foot along to the music and close my eyes. I can feel Chuck's eyes shift to me but I don't look at him. Tears start to prick at the corners of my eyes. Opening my eyes I turn my head away from Chuck.

"I-i don't know what I did to make you hate me…" I speak more to myself than to Chuck. I hear him click his tongue, and a faint curse leaves his lips. He stands up and moves to lean against the wall opposite me. "I don't hate you love." He hits the wall lightly in frustration, "It's the exact fucking opposite…" He turns to face me, as the tears run down my face. I stand up with anger, "What the fuck does that mean?!" I yell at him, I press pause on my music and take out my earbud. He takes a step forward looking away for a second, "I'm in love with you God dammit!" He yells out in frustration, raising clenched fists for a second. He turns around sighing, running his hand through his hair.

"What…?" My voice comes out in a small squeak, not sure if I heard him. "I'm in love with you. But I heard you and your brother talking about someone, he was talking about how you wanted to screw someone you liked." He turned back to me with his hands on his hips. "I just knew you weren't talking about me and I just got so pissed. And then that guy from your crew was talking about your body at lunch and I just saw red." He explained. I heard what he said but it didn't process, I was still stuck on one thing. "You're in love with me?" I looked up at him, my face frozen in surprise. He scoffed "That's all you can focus on?" He looked away from me and I smiled softly. I quickly grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him down, smashing my lips against his.

He pulled back quickly "What are you-" but I didn't let him speak, pulling his face down again. He kissed back roughly, placing his hands on my hips, pulling me closer. I wrapped my arms around his neck. When I needed air I pulled back, a smile on my lips. "We were talking about you." He cocked his head to the side, raising his eyebrow, "Jacob and I. We were talking about you, you are the only one that has been on my mind for the past 5 months." He smirked. He stepped back for a second realizing something, he walked to his dresser. Grabbing something off of it he walked back to me. He lifted his hand, dropping the object, revealing his spare dog tags dangling from his hand. But he didn't put them around my neck, he put them around his, then took off his main pair.

Transferring his main dog tags from his neck to my neck. I looked down at the tags, before looking up at him as he placed his hands on my hips. "Take my real ones, to show that I'm yours." He smiled softly, I got an idea, I took my dog tags off my neck, and put them over his head. "Then take mine, to show im yours." smiling he pulled me back in for another kiss. Our lips moved in sync, he tapped the back of my thigh signaling me to jump. I jumped up, his hands hooked under my legs. I wrapped my legs around his waist as he pushed my back against the wall. His mouth moved from mine, down my jaw to my neck. He moves around my neck kissing, biting, and sucking marks into my skin. His hips slowly grind into mine as I moan out his name. He pulls back, admiring his work on my skin, he looks into my eyes, kissing me again. This time it's slow, sweet, and delicate.

Pulling away I whisper to him, “Ya’know you were pretty hot when you were angry at that guy.” he smirks at my words, and he responds in a low raspy voice, his accent going straight to my core “I reckon I should get mad more often then ay?” I bite my lip slightly. “That day I fell on the treadmill, was because of you…” I slowly confessed, “You were just so hot in that tank top, all sweaty.” it seemed as if my words went straight to his pants. He nodded signaling me to keep going, “I couldn't keep my eyes off you, you do things to me that no one else can.” I lightly kissed his jaw, whispering sensually to him. “You dont know how much self-restraint it takes me to not touch you like I want to.” I sucked a few hickeys into his neck earning some groans from him.

“You have no idea what you do to me darlin’...” his voice comes out as a groan, I moan as his hips rub into mine again. He pulls back, bringing me away from the wall and over to his bed. He sits down with me in his lap, he rubs circles into my back as he looks at me. “Im sorry I was such a dickhead to you…” he apologized softly, “You dont deserve that.” I shook my head slightly. “It's alright Chuck, people make mistakes.” I placed a kiss on his lips, “Think of me as a birthday present from me because I love you and I want to be yours.” I smiled. He chuckled softly before kissing me, “Then this is the best birthday ever,” he smirked, “and right now I just want to unwrap my present from my girlfriend.” I laughed softly, as he slowly laid me on my back on his bed. He hovers over me as I give him the consent that he pleads for with his eyes. “Go ahead, handsome.” he quickly kisses me, running his hands along my body as his knee rests between my legs. He pulls back for a quick second “You better sit your pretty little ass next to me at dinner, I've missed you a lot, princess.” I giggle softly at him, “I've missed you too, hot stuff.” he smirks before pressing his lips hungrily against mine.

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Synopsis: Stephon (Swerve) Strickland's childhood best friend's baby sister has a birthday party...

Word Count: 2,166.

A/N: *fans self* I guess something about Swerve brings out my nasty lol. I had fun writing this and I hope you enjoy reading it! Written to the same song by Tyla.

Ratings/Warnings: Grown. Alcohol Use. Devil's Lettuce Use. Unprotected Sex.

“Happy birthday!”

The room burst with cheers as I walked through the door of my older brother’s house. I was dressed in a mid-length cowl cocktail dress under the impression my brother was taking me out to dinner with my family. Instead, I see my family and all of our closest friends gathered in his living room which has been fully decorated in my favorite color for my birthday. There was even an arch of balloons that led to his backyard.

“You didn’t think we were gonna let you turn 29 and not celebrate, did you?” My brother, Shawn, teased. I punched his arm playfully.

“29 is such a boring age. The real party is 30,” I retorted.

“Not in this family, every year is a party!” My mom interjected from the crowd causing everyone to laugh.

The party quickly got into swing as friends old and new mingled. Through the crowd, I saw my brother’s childhood best friend, Stephon, come towards me.

“Stephie!” I cried.

He smiles, “I have not heard you say that in forever.”

I blushed. “It hasn’t been that long since the last time I saw you.”

He raised his eyebrows, I could see him do the mental math.

“There was your grandmother’s funeral…” he started

“Then the family reunion. You and Shawn were too busy trying to flirt with these girls on vacation.”

“Hey! In my defense, your brother did marry one of them.” He put his hands up defensively.

“And that was what? A year ago? It sounds like we see each other all the time.”

“Yeah,” He started, his eyes focusing in on me. I couldn’t help but heat up underneath his gaze. He opened his mouth to say more but my brother’s wife, Angie, walked toward us.

“What are you guys doing?” She said, her tone teasing.

I blushed, and Stephon backed away. It wasn’t until Angie’s presence I realized how close our bodies were to each other.

“Nothing!”‌ I said quickly, not helping the situation.

“We were just calculating the last time we had a conversation with each other,” Stephon rolled over my awkwardness.

Angie raised her eyebrows. “Well you two love birds don’t take too long, there is a whole party here!” She said before walking away to the food table.

My face was beet-red as Stephon laughed.

“I’m gonna go…” I trailed off, walking aimlessly to the backyard.

“Cam?…Camila!” I could hear him call after me but I slipped through the door and had a conversation with the first person who made eye contact with me.

***

I avoided Stephon for the rest of the party. I could feel his eyes throughout the night as I skated through conversations, ate food, or made a drink pretending he wasn’t watching me.

It was a little after midnight the party started to die down and it was only my brother, his wife, and Stephon left. We were all sitting outside on their back porch, stargazing.

“You’re wasted, babe,” Angie teased my brother.

“That is the last time I trust Aunt Maya with the house punch,” my brother hiccuped.

“She overdoes it every time, don’t you remember Thanksgiving of 2015? Everyone was wasted before the turkey,” I laughed causing Stephon to join me.

“I remember that! I came for dessert and everyone was throwing up or asleep,” He added.

“You’re sober, Steph. Why don’t you take the birthday girl home?” Angie smiled.

She knew what she was doing, but Steph obliged in being naive.

He took the hint to go and got up from the porch.

“Your chariot awaits, madam,” He teased putting out his hand to me.

I rolled my eyes and took it, letting him pull me up. I lost my balance, causing him to pull me to him, holding my shoulders.

“Woah!” I said, catching my balance. I looked up at Stephon and began to feel the warmth I felt earlier that night.

“Let’s take you home,” he mumbled.

“Yeah,” I agreed.

The walk to his car was quiet. He opened the door for me and strapped the seatbelt.

“You don’t have to,” I argued.

“I want to,” He replied before checking my dress wasn’t hanging over before closing the door.

“Do you still live in Glenmont?” He asked, pulling up his phone’s GPS.

I nodded.

He turned on the radio and a Tyla song began to fill the air.

“I love this song!” I shouted, realizing how much alcohol I consumed that evening.

He smiled and left the station as it was before driving off. It was a hot night so he let his windows down and opened up his sunroof. I loved the night sky so I took the view from his sunroof in.

“Is this a new car?” I asked.

He nodded. “I’m working with a good promotion now. Things are steady.”

I understood and let the song finish and a new one filled the air. Stephon and Shawn met each other in the first grade. He’s been in my life longer than the years without. When I was a teenager I used to have a massive crush on him but he enlisted and didn’t give me the time of day beyond being Shawn’s baby sister. I stuffed those feelings in me for over a decade.

Could there really be a chance?

Stephon took the exit off the highway and began to approach the quiet street where my house resided. As he parked in front of my place, he took the keys out of the ignition.

“I have a birthday present for you that I didn’t want to give you in front of your family,” he started.

“Oh? And what is it?” I inquired.

“Open the glove box.” He smiled.

I opened the glovebox and found a rectangular box wrapped in gold paper. I unraveled it to reveal a pack of gold-foiled pre-rolled joints. I squealed at the sight.

“How did you know I had my eyes on these wrappers?”

“You should be more careful about what you like on Twitter.”

“Who checks other people’s Twitter likes?” I tease.

"People who care for you do," he shrugged.

He took the pack from my hands, opening and taking one out. He takes the lighter from the compartment and lights it for me, passing it over.

I take it and inhale deeply, feeling the effects instantly.

I exhaled. The night air felt sticky from the humidity.

I take another puff.

He watches me intently.

I feel like a teenager again.

"What if I told you that I liked you and have liked you since I was 15?"

He looks at me surprised. "I didn't know that."

"You never paid attention. Even when you left for the military. I used to bug my mom to send you a care package under the guise it was from all of us."

I pass the joint over. He takes it and smokes it.

"You're drunk, Cam."

"Not that drunk, Stephie," I mocked, taking the joint back.

"What would happen if I told you that I liked you?" he asked

"Then I'd say you're full of shit," I took a hit.

"Well I like you, Camila," He said.

I could hear the honesty in his voice.

"Stephie," I started.

"Cam," He mocked.

He took the joint.

I watch him take a drag. I take a second to think, the high hitting me harder than I expected.

"Okay, then why didn't you make a move on me back in the day?"

"You're Shawn's sister. I've seen a side of him you haven't. I never wanted to be on the receiving end of his fists."

I rolled my eyes, "Shawn loves you. He'd understand."

"You're also 4 years younger than me."

"So?"

"You just turned 15 when I left for basic training. It wasn't right."

"So you're telling me that if I was older, you would've made a move?"

"Probably."

He put out the joint.

"Well, I'm 29 now," I declared.

"You are."

"So?"

"You tell me."

He leans into me and presses his lips against mine, gently. I returned the kiss, the effects of the joint mixing with the alcohol made everything more sensitive. I felt myself moan against him as I let him open my mouth with his tongue.

We parted for a brief moment.

"Let's go inside."

I guided him to my bedroom. We slowly took each other's clothes off, kissing and licking each inch of skin we exposed.

I let my hands caress his face and ran my hands through his locs. They were up in a ponytail, but he took off the elastic to let them hang down. When we were fully naked, I got down on my knees and kissed his happy trail and thighs before taking him in my mouth. He took his head back and moaned my name. I rolled my tongue around him as he took a clump of my hair into his hand.

"Who taught you this?" he teased.

"I've had practice" I smirked, before returning to the task at hand.

I took as much of him in as I could before gagging, causing him to let out a deep moan. He pulled me away from him and brought me back up, pushing me onto my bed. He spread open my legs and began to teasingly kiss my toes. He was deliberately slow kissing upwards to my thighs, hips, and up to my breast where his tongue began to suckle and play with. His hands finally found my sweetness. He let his thumb and middle finger find my bud as his other fingers massaged my folds.

I moaned loudly.

"Shhh, don't wake up the neighbors," he teased before continuing his assault on my breast.

When his finger finally entered me, I arched my back at the sensation. I couldn't contain my moans as his finger curled in me and his thumb pressed hard on my bud.

"Stephie!"

"Shhh," he reminded me before switching his attention to my other breast.

When his tongue met my nipple, it sent a shockwave down my body and into my core.

"Stephie, I need you," I whispered.

"Not yet," he replied.

His finger quickened its pace and another digit entered me. I cried out in pleasure, not caring about the neighbors anymore.

"Fuck," I whimpered.

He released himself from my nipple, leaning over my pussy. He began to eat me out. My legs were shaking in an instant. He took his free hand and pushed down on my stomach.

"Stephonnn," I whined.

I could feel myself coming close. I couldn't form a sentence, instead, my moans increased in pitch.

He pulled his face away and let his thumb continue the assault on my bud. He suspended me right at the edge, waiting.

"Stephie, pleaseee," I begged.

He smiled before taking my bud into his mouth, sucking and rolling his tongue one last time before pulling away.

I moaned, being so close yet so far from orgasm.

"Do you have a condom?"

"I have an IUD," I replied.

"Birth control, huh?" He teased, entering me.

I was moaning before I could think of a quick enough retort. He was stretching me out in the best way.

"Fuck, Stephie," I cried.

"Cam," he groaned.

He continued to push deeper into me, causing me to roll my eyes and arch my back. I wasn't going to last long from all of the teasing.

"Stephie, Stephie, Stephie," I panted in his ear as he fucked me.

"Come, baby," he said.

That was the only thing I needed as my orgasm came over me, hard. He thrusted harder, riding it out and talking me through it.

"You're doing so good, baby."

"Fucking beautiful,"

"I love how your pussy is gripping me,"

My body was twitching as he continued to fuck me through my orgasm, not letting up.

"Don't stop," I begged.

"Fuck, you feel so good," he groaned.

"Please," I said, feeling another orgasm creeping.

"That's right, cum for me, baby."

His command made me lose it as a second, even stronger, orgasm washed over me.

"You're taking me so well," he encouraged.

I couldn't stop the string of curse words that were escaping me.

"I'm so fucking close," He groaned.

He grabbed a fistful of my hair, pulling my head back, kissing me. It was sloppy and desperate.

"Fuck, Cam, you feel so fucking good."

"Cum in me, Stephie."

That was the final straw. With a few more thrusts he released inside of me. His moans were deep, almost a growl.

He slowly rode out his orgasm before pulling out.

"You're amazing," He mumbled, kissing my forehead before leaving the room.

I couldn't reply. I was spent. He returned with a warm washcloth and cleaned me up, then himself. He pulled the covers over us and cuddled me, holding me against his chest.

"Happy Birthday, Cam," He mumbled, falling asleep.

"Thank you, Stephie," I said, before falling asleep.

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The Royal Romance Chapter 8 Part 3

Hana sighs as she sets down her coco “I can’t believe the things Olivia says sometimes poor Drake”

Maxwells nods “Yeah he usually doesn’t let Olivia get under his skin like that”

“Well I hope he’s alright I saw him go outside but it’s not a good idea to be out there right now I heard there’s a storm brewing tonight what can he be thinking”

MC looks outside and sees the sky getting dark and the clouds moving He shouldn’t be out there I’m gonna go get him before he freezes to death she stands “There’s only one way to find out”

Hana looks at her shocked “You mean you’re thinking of following him?”

MC heads towards the door “He shouldn’t be out there alone besides I’m not gonna sleep well if he dies of hypothermia and I didn’t stop him” MC grabs her boots then heads to get her coat

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Liam walks down the hall as Olivia wraps her arm around his “…So this is piece is over 100 years old my great great great grandfather brought it back from a war he fought and was victorious”

Liam plasters on a grin “Wow fastinating tell me more always love hearing about your history Olivia” Liam looks away as Olivia continues 40th time she’s told me that story Out of the corner of his eye he spots MC walking down the hall he smiles Damn she’s beautiful even as she walks He notices her lacing up her boots and putting on her coat What’s she doing? There’s blizzard coming why is she getting dressed to walk outside? I really hope she’s gonna be ok then again she’s a strong woman she can handle anything but still

“Liam?”

He snaps out of his thoughts and sees Olivia looking at him “Yes Olivia”

“Are you ok?”

“Fine just a little tired from all the skiing and skating if you’ll excuse me Olivia” He bows “I think I’m gonna go rest up”

“Oh ok I’ll see you at the ball then”

“Of course” He walks away as he sighs Forgive me for that lie Olivia but I need to know if she’s ok He looks around Now if I remember the room with the best view is here He enters a room and walks to the balcony he pulls out a pair of binoculars and spots her heading towards someone Is that Drake? What’s he doing out in this storm? They could die of the cold I hope they’re not gonna be out there for long

****

MC trudges through the snow and spots Drake in a clearing in the woods “Hey Drake”

He turns around “What are you doing out here?”

“I saw you going off alone in the dark with a storm coming and I wanted to see what you were doing”

Drake raises an eyebrow “So you’re keeping tabs on me?”

“Even you have to admit it’s a little suspicious to be out here taking care of something right now”

“I want to be mad at this but I really can’t maybe I’m even a little impressed”

“What did you come out here to do exactly?”

“If you really want to know you’ll have to trust me”

“Well ok now tell me”

“Here I’ll make it easier for you” He shoves her down on the ground MC falls back sputtering

“What the hell?! What was” She looks up and sees the most star filled sky with shooting stars flying across the sky “Drake…”

He falls back next to her “Yes my lady?”

“This is amazing but no excuse knocking me over” She light punches him

Drake chuckles “Sorry about that you looked pretty tough thought you could handle it”

MC raises an eyebrow “You think I’m tough”

“Pretty tough for a noble girl I mean”

“I’m no real noble you know that”

Drakes sighs “Yeah I do”

MC smiles “Looks like were just in time to see this before the storm hits”

“Yeah I didn’t want to miss it we grew up around royals my dad used to do security for Liam and his brother and my sister and I were allowed to hang out with them Liam and I ended up being really close even though I didn’t have the lineage to merit it” He sighs “Savannah on the other hand got along with everyone she loved living at the palace when we were kids but it got harder when she got older”

“What happened?”

“She…” Drake trails off “It was hard on her I guess she couldn’t take it after what happened with…” He clenches his jaw “I failed her I couldn’t protect her from this place” He sighs “Sorry I guess I’m not ready to talk about it this is the most I’ve talked about it in a year”

“Really?” MC grins “Does that mean we’re friends?”

Drake scoffs “Friends? I wouldn’t go that far Brooks”

MC rolls her eyes “Should we call it non enemies then?”

Drake shrugs “I guess I can’t really stop you”

MC grins “Nope”

They look at the sky a little bit longer till snowflakes start to come down then Drake sighs

“We should head back it’ll be quite a scandal if I let one of the Prince’s suitors freeze to death on my watch”

MC stands and brushes herself off “Let’s head back shall we”

Drake stands and brushes himself off “Of course”

****

Liam watches and they both head back to the chateau he smiles Glad they’re heading back but they were out there a long time and the snow was starting I hope they don’t get sick or anything still wonder what they were doing out there in this weather I worry about them especially MC.

****

As MC and Drake walk inside they’re met by Hana running up to them

“There you are!”

“You’re up late”

“I couldn’t sleep with you and Drake out there in the storm”

MC gives her a small smile “I’m sorry we kept you up”

Hana grins “Oh I’m just glad you came in before it really started coming down you must be freezing Drake dressed like that”

Drake nods “Yeah I’m gonna go change goodnight ladies” Drake waves as he heads to his room

Hana turns to MC “I guess we should get some sleep too the Cordornian Waltz is tomorrow after all and we need a good nights sleep to pull it off successfully”

MC sighs “I don’t think any amount of sleep is gonna improve my chances”

“What do you mean?”

“As Drake mentioned earlier I can’t waltz”

Hana looks at her shocked “Oh dear it is late but I can’t show you if you wanted to”

MC nods Please teach me”

Hana grins “Lovely let’s go to my room”

MC follows Hana up the stairs to her room as Hana pushes the furniture aside for dancing she smiles “I appreciate you helping me with this”

Hana smiles “It’s the least I can do after you cheered me up at the masquerade and sorry I didn’t think to ask if you knew it it’s good you have Drake looking out for you”

MC nods “Yeah” She grins “Alright the Cordornian Waltz how hard is it gonna be”

“Depends do you consider yourself a good dancer”

MC smiles “I dance like an angel did take some dance lessons but it wasn’t ballroom dancing”

Hana grins “Oh then this shouldn’t be a problem if you have a good sense of rhythm you shouldn’t have problems picking it up now the Cordornian Waltz is a choreographed dance with specific steps I’ll put on some music and be the prince and well start” Hana plays some music then turns to MC and bows “Ahem Lady MC”

MC giggles “Prince Liam”

Hana laughs “Now let’s get into position put your left hand on my shoulder” She starts guiding her in the steps “This is the box step it’s the most basic movements” They spend the night learn the moves of the Cordornian waltz “And that’s the Cordornian Waltz”

MC grins “I think I got it now you’re a good teacher ice skating waltzing how are you so good at these things”

“My parents have been pushing me to learn all the courtly and social arts since I was very young”

“You must have had no free time”

“Between school dance music and etiquette lessons my schedule was very full my parents excepted a lot” She sighs “They were devastated when they didn’t have any sons so they put all they’re hopes in me everyday of my life has been grooming me to bring fame and fortune to my family by winning some prince or nobles hand for all the good it’s done me after my last engagement”

“If you don’t mind if I ask what happened with your last engagement?”

“Peter was an English nobleman he was well off had an ancestral title and home all the things my parents wanted for our family we’d spend many long afternoons horseback riding and sailing her was very kind it would have been perfect”

“But?”

Hana sighs “But the simple truth was I didn’t love him so when he proposed I knew I had to accept for my parents I tried my best but he became suspicious at our engagement party a month before our wedding he cornered me he asked me if this is what I wanted even though I told him what he wanted to hear I couldn’t hold back the tears he knew me well he knew I was miserable and he was good enough not to make a big deal of it but ugly rumors started to fly about why we separated especially since he got married to another woman shortly after”

MC places her hand on her shoulder “Well let people talk they have their own opinions only you know the truth”

Hana nods “Yeah and now I’m competing for the Prince but it’s not all bad my parents have been pressuring me to spend time with you”

“Why me?”

“Oh you got a special connection to the prince and if I get close to you I can get closer to the prince”

“You’re parents have strategies”

“Yeah but I want you to know I do like spending time with you MC”

MC smiles “Me too Hana it’s good to have a friend here”

Hana grins “It’s funny even though we’re still technically competing against each other we can be friends” They laugh before being startled by the clock striking midnight Hana sighs “We should head to bed”

MC nods “Yeah I’ll talk to you tomorrow”

Hana smiles “Good night MC”

Tags: @mfackenthal @the-soot-sprite @princess-geek @gkittylove99 @indiacater @twinkleallnight @iaminlovewithtrr

#the royal romance #the royal heir #the royal finale #trr liam #trr fanfic #choices fanfiction #choices fan fiction #choices fandom #choices trr #trr/trh #king liam #liam x mc

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bluejaysandblackbats · 4 months

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Catch and Release

Fandom: DC Comics, Batfam

Summary: AU where Jason doesn't die in the explosion and he and Tim end up attending the same high school months later.

Chapters: 11/?

Characters: Jason Todd, Bruce Wayne, Alfred Pennyworth, Tim Drake, Dick Grayson, Barbara Gordon, Sebastian Ives, Jack Drake, Janet Drake

Relationships: TBA

Additional Tag: Jason Todd Lives, Jason Todd-centric, POV Jason Todd, POV First Person, Tim Drake Has Issues, Tim Drake Has Issues, Tim Drake is Not Robin, Jason Todd is Not Robin (Anymore), Bruce Wayne Needs a Hug, Alfred Pennyworth is the Best, Alfred Pennyworth Knows, Stalker Tim Drake, Jason Todd Has Chronic Pain, Jason Todd Has PTSD, Angst with a Happy Ending, Unlikely Friends, Injury Recovery, Emotional Baggage, Rage, Bruce Wayne is Bad at Communicating

Chapter Eleven: Bedtime

I panicked. It was dark, and I woke up with my pillow over my face, not knowing where I was. The blankets tucked tight around me, and I gasped for air. I kicked and struggled until the blankets loosened, and I fell out of bed. The thud woke Tim, but I couldn’t hear him as I dragged myself to the door. I reached up, cracking the door to catch my breath, and Mr. Drake practically flew into the bedroom. “What happened?” Mr. Drake asked.

I shook my head as I breathed through the pain. It was so dizzying that I couldn’t focus on the source of it. Tears streamed down my cheeks as I saw her face. Sheila’s face. Lifeless. Motionless. I was trapped there for what felt like forever. I pushed my hands through my hair, nails scratching my scalp as I tried to pull myself back. “It’s okay, Dad. I’ve got him… I’ve got him,” Tim’s voice was dark and serious as he forced Mr. Drake out of the room. “Jason, it’s okay. It’s just me.”

Tim sat cross-legged beside me, and I laid my head on his shoulder. “Tim, tell me something true,” I whispered. I needed an anchor to pull me back, and his voice was the easiest thing to hold on to.

“You’re in my room… And the door’s cracked. It’s cold in the house, but you’re warm. The light is on in the hallway because my mom’s up late working,” Tim whispered, “And you’re okay… Or maybe that’s a poor choice of words. You’re safe… And you’re with your family. Because my family is yours for as long as you want.” I closed my eyes while he continued to talk, and Tim nudged me. “If you fall asleep. I’m gonna have to leave you down here. You’re too heavy for me to carry.”

I chuckled and sat up straight. “Nights like this make me wish you were older than me,” I smiled. Tim stood and helped me to my feet. “Tim?”

“Okay,” Tim answered. He slept on the opposite side of the bed that night, He might’ve kicked me in the side a half dozen times, but I felt safe. I kept my leg elevated on a pillow.

I dreamt of Catherine —my mother— and how nice it would’ve been for her to know I’d have a brother someday. I only saw her in my dreams when I knew I’d done something right. It’d been that way ever since I was little.

When I woke up, Tim was gone. I brushed my teeth, showered, changed into my school clothes, and put on my glasses before venturing downstairs, where I ran into Mr. Drake. “Sorry, Mr. Drake. I-.”

“How’re you feeling this morning?” Mr. Drake interrupted.

“I’m okay… Sorry if I woke you. I um-. I’m claustrophobic, and I got a little-. I got mixed up last night,” I confessed.

“Oh… Well, I’m glad you’re alright. I want you to know I wasn’t upset about you staying here. Tim’s alone a lot, and it’s nice to know you’ve been here looking after him… I apologize if I didn’t thank you for what you’ve done for my son,” Mr. Drake smiled as he reached out to shake my hand.

“Thanks for being Tim’s dad… He’s the best friend anybody could ever ask for, and he’s like a brother to me,” I smiled. Mr. Drake nodded and pointed me toward Janet’s office, letting me know Tim would be there. He also told me I should use my crutches more, but I didn’t mind it coming from him.

I knocked on the door, and Janet answered. “We didn’t wanna wake you, Jason. How are you feeling?” Janet asked.

I nodded, fixing my eyes on Tim to avoid the feeling of embarrassment that threatened to show on my cheeks. “I’m fine… Thank you for asking,” I replied.

“Where are your crutches, Jason?” Janet asked.

“I don’t like using them unless I’m at school and have to… Um, is it okay that Tim promised to come with me to get my cast removed today?” I asked in reply. Tim had a spooky look on his face like he had bad news, and I rubbed my arm to brace for an uncomfortable conversation.

“Are you going to be alright if Mr. Drake and I have to go on a work trip?” Janet asked.

I nodded. “Yeah, we don’t usually stay up late on school nights, and we only skipped yesterday because of the snow… I-. We’ll be alright,” I answered.

“Okay… No co-ed sleepovers, nothing illegal… I personally don’t care about rated R movies, but I’d prefer not to know about them,” Janet listed, “Oh! One more thing, tomorrow-. Tomorrow, your friend called and said she’d drive you to physical therapy. Barbara? Does she usually take you?”

“Most of the time, yeah… Um, did Barbara seem mad?” I asked.

“No, she seemed excited to see you… And she wanted you to call her,” Janet replied, “You boys can go eat breakfast now. I’d hate for you kids to be late for school on my account.”

“Dad made breakfast,” Tim replied as he rushed past me. Then he stopped, remembering I couldn’t run after him. We laughed all the way to the kitchen. Mr. Drake made our breakfast into bacon, egg, and waffle sandwiches so we could eat in the car. Mr. Drake took us to school and Tim seemed mortified the whole ride there, but I liked his mom and dad.

“This is nice, isn’t it? Us three guys in the car, listening to music and-.”

“Dad, Mom said it’s okay for me to go with Jason when he gets his cast off,” Tim interrupted. Mr. Drake nodded. “Can you pick us up at lunchtime? I’ll text you the info right now.”

“Okay… And how about we go get ice cream after, like when you were little?” Mr. Drake suggested. Tim opened his mouth to say no, and I elbowed him.

“Sounds like fun, Mr. Drake,” I smiled. Tim elbowed me in my ribs, and I took a bite of my sandwich. “Thanks for breakfast, by the way.”

“No problem,” Mr. Drake smiled.

I think he was trying more for Tim’s sake than mine. When we got out of the car, Tim handed me my crutches and scowled at me. “He’s just gonna go out of town again,” Tim muttered.

“Yeah, but I’m not doing this for me. He’s your dad-.”

“You can’t be serious-.”

“He’s leaving at the end of the week… Don’t you wanna spend some time with your dad?” I asked.

“He doesn’t wanna spend any time with-.”

“Bull… He barely likes me, but he’s being kind to me for your sake. I won’t speak for you after that, ‘kay?” I asked. I pulled at his sleeve. “Are we okay?”

“We’re okay… It’s just-. It’s gonna be weird,” Tim replied.

“Is anything about our lives normal?” I asked.

Tim chuckled. “What are we doing tomorrow?” Tim questioned.

“I’ve got P.T., and I’ve gotta beg Barbara for a favor… But once I’m better, the training begins. Think you’ll be able to find Anarky by then?” I replied.

“Uh-huh… But-. Jason? Are you actually okay? Last night was intense,” Tim whispered. I nodded.

“Yeah, I’m fine. I freaked out, but I’m okay now. Thanks for talking me down,” I answered. I could tell he didn’t believe me, but he was willing to leave it alone.

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ell0ra-br3kk3r-writes · 2 years

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He Found His Girl

pairing: kaz brekker x reader

genre: fluff

a/n: part three to he lost his girl follows he hadn't lost his girl after all

After much waiting the day was finally here. Today was the day the Y/N L/N became Y/N Brekker. Alyssa ran into the room in her little blush pink dress and flowers braided into her brown hair. “Aunty Y/N is getting married! Ahhhhhh! It’s happening! The day is finally here! I’m so excited!”

Y/N laughed and reached out for her niece, “Aly, calm down, my love.” She tried to hold the bouncing girl but failed and just let her run circles around the room. Her sister-in-law walked into the room and caught the girl, placing her down into one of the chairs in the room. “How are you feeling?” She walked to Y/N and stood behind her, guiding her to a chair so she could start on her hair. “I’m nervous, and excited. I don’t know, Marella. I’m feeling everything and nothing all at once.” Y/N chuckled and played with the ring on her finger before looking up at her sister-in-law through the mirror.

“I know. It’s natural to feel everything and nothing. I was a mess when I married your brother,” She chuckled, “I remember crying to my mother one moment and then almost screaming the next.” Y/N laughed, “That sounds like you- Hey!” She nudged her shoulder and chuckled. Nina and Inej came running to the room holding the veil and bouquet. “Today is the day!” Nina said in a sing-song voice as she made her way to stand behind Y/N watching Marella twist and braid her hair into a half up half down hairstyle.

Alyssa ran up to hug Nina’s leg and smiled up at her, “Aren’t you excited! I’m so excited!” Nina laughed, “Oh, I’m excited. It’s about time Y/N and Kaz got married. I thought I’d die before I saw the day!” “Nina, shut up!” They all laughed and watched as Marella finished her hair. Nina placed the veil neatly ontop of her head and straightened it out. “There. Now you’re ready.”

“Don’t forget the flowers.” Inej handed Y/N the bouquet of white roses and soft pink flowers with angel’s breath placed between the roses. Alyssa gasped softly, “You look so pretty.” Y/N smiled and turned to her, “You really think so?” The little girl nodded with a big smile, “Uncle Kaz is gonna think you’re so beautiful!” Y/N's face lit up when Alyssa referred to him as uncle.

A knock on the door brought her out of her thoughts and she watched her brother walk in. He smiled at her with teary eyes, “You look so beautiful.” Y/N walked to him, “I know.” She smiled cheekily up at him, “Dang, even in heels you’re taller than me.” He chuckled, “That’s because you’re just short.” She slapped his arm and laughed. “That’s just mean, Reid.” He chuckled, “Okay, it’s time. Everyone’s ready.” Y/N closed her eyes, took a deep breath and nodded, “Okay. I’m ready.” Nina, Inej and Marella walked out of the room leaving Y/N with her brother and niece.

Kaz stood at the end of the makeshift aisle in the backyard of Reid’s farm. He turned to look at Jesper who was smiling and giving him a thumbs up. Nina, Inej and Marella rushed to their seats whispering among themselves. He looked at Marella, a look of desperation across his face. She chuckled, “She’s just around the corner.”

He nodded and pulled himself together quickly when he saw Alyssa rush down the aisle throwing the soft pink rose petals her mother got for her. Once she reached the end she ran up to Kaz and pulled on his sleeve. He bent down to her level as she cupped her hand around her mouth and she whispered in his ear, “She looks so pretty!” He chuckled, “I’m sure she does.” He watched as she rushed to her seat between her older brother and mother.

The pastor asked for everyone to rise as Reid walked outside with Y/N on his arm. Kaz froze when Y/N came into view.

Her white dress hugged her figure perfectly, with lace sleeves and a small jeweled belt around her waist. The sun shined brightly on her, making her hair look lighter than normal. Her makeup, a bit dark around the eyes and her lips were painted a mulled wine color. She looked gorgeous. Stunning. Breath-taking.

Kaz couldn’t think of the right word to describe her, but all he knew was that she was the most beautiful woman he’s ever seen. A quiet chuckle brought him out of his daze. “You gonna take my hand?” He smirked at her and reached for both her hands as she stood in front of him. He faintly heard the pastor start talking, but he zoned out quickly. His attention solely on Y/N. Her y/c/e eyes shone brightly and her smile was radiant. He didn’t realize how much time passed until the pastor asked him to repeat after him.

"I, Kaz Brekker, take thee, Y/N L/N, to be my wedded wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do us part."

Y/N smiled as he slid the ring on her finger.

"I, Y/N L/N, take thee, Kaz Brekker, to be my wedded husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do us part.”

She slid the thick silver band onto his gloveless finger and looked up at him. “And now, with the power invested in me, I pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss your bride.” Kaz stepped forward and kissed her softly. Both his hands went to her waist as her arms wrapped around his neck. They separated, arms still around each other, as cheers and wolf whistles were heard. Y/N turned her head and smiled at their family and friends as Kaz kissed her cheek. “We’re married.” She looked up at him as he smiled down at her, “Yes we are, my love.” He placed another kiss on her nose.

Kaz watched as Y/N danced around with her nephews and niece with the biggest smile on her face. He admired how the warm lighting only enhanced her beauty, even if sweatpants and his shirt covered her figure. To this day, he can’t forgive himself for letting her go and wasting all that time. But he was also grateful for that time because if he hadn’t been without her for five years, he wouldn’t have been able to value her the way she deserves. He can now look at her as if she held the world in her palm and created the stars. He adored her and cherished her like no other. She is his one and only. His forever and always.

And no matter how cheesy it sounded, he believed it with his whole heart. Y/N glanced back at him with a sparkle in her eyes and the brightest smile gracing her face. She twirled Alyssa in a circle and threw her head back in laughter at something her oldest nephew said. He couldn’t hide the smile that made it’s way onto his face as he watched the scene play out infront of him. He found his girl. Forever and always.

#kaz brekker #kaz brekker x reader #kaz brekker x y/n #kaz brekker x you #six of crows #six of crows x reader #six of crows imagines #ellora.writes

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strawblyy · 5 months

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👻Attempt 1 on Idia 👻 Pt 1

I discontinued this one because I kept dragging it on, like idk if I was trying to write a BOOK or a one shot.. Any who sorry its so long, but I hope you like it anyways. !Not Finished!

As you grew up you've always struggled with anxiety, your parents believed that to teach you a lesson they had to humiliate you in front of others. Whether it was friends, family, or strangers. Over time you got a sense of dread every time you went outside, and you became paranoid. You started to become accustomed to staying in since you made sure you never had to leave, door dash, video games, and cats. You've always wanted an animal but dogs require you to walk them outside, so you'd like to avoid that. So I bet you can guess how you felt when you were kidnapped by a cult, and wandered into a room full of people in black robes, you too were in one. The so-called teacher Introduced himself and apologized for his lateness. Before the doors behind you closed you saw a glimpse outside, it was unfamiliar to you, before he could walk off and finish you spoke. Yuu: Excuse me? Mr.Crowly: Hm? Yuu: Where am I? Mr.Crowly: Hahaha! The amnesia must still be in effect! You're at Night Raven College of Course! Yuu: Is this some kind of cult?.. You could see a vein popping out of his head. Mr.Crowly: No my dear.. As I said its a collegeYuu: Then what's up with the robes?. Mr.Crowly: I know it is unusual but it's uniform. Before you could say anything else he stormed off to the middle of the room. Mr.Crowly: Now then!! let's get our tardy student up here!

Your eyes widen as all eyes are on you, you freeze for a moment and start to move the moment Crowly signals you to come forward. Instinctively you move forward towards him, but not without consequence. You start to insult yourself. Yuu's mind: Look at how you breathe! You look ridiculous! Are you walking correctly? I bet you gonna fall and be a fool. Everyone's gonna laugh at you and Crowly will beat you for being an embarrassment. After what felt like forever you make it up to the mirror and a face appears. Yuu's mind: This is where I die? Are they gonna slit my throat, Id be better dead anyway. A tear rolls down your face as you squeeze your eyes shut. Mirror: Don't worry child we mean no harm, you won't die. You slowly open your eyes as you look into the mirror's non-existent eyes. Mirror: She has no soul, no shape. Though it would do well if she was put in Ignihyde. Mr.Crowly: W-well then. As long as we have an answer! Crowly finished his speech and soon enough everyone started rolling out. I saw a floating tablet that was soon introduced as the representative and dorm head. You wished you had one of those, then you'd really, never have to leave. But how is it floating? There are no wires or strings. You just follow along and soon enough you meet with a plump older lady Desk lady: Name? Yuu: Yuu L/N She taps away furiously at the keyboard. Desk Lady: Name not found, leave. Or get an administrator. Soon a little boy flies over. Desk lady: Why hello ortho, this young one was trying to get in, but her name isn't in the system. Yuu: Ima.. Late admission. Ortho took a hard look at you, and soon he started to scan your face? A blue light shines from his eyes done then up. Ortho: As she said late admission. Your computers are just slow. The lady huffed and tapped on her computer. Desk LAdy: Room 101 I just stared at Ortho, I've never seen anything like it! He was floating, He was in a very technological fashion, and he had blue hair and yellow eyes. Very unusual. Ortho: Yay! You're right next to me and my big brother's dorm! I'm sure we'll be great friends, but he's kind of shy, so just a heads up! Yuu was it? I'm ortho, although you probably already know that! He talked all the way there without you having to say a word. He waved at you as he opened his door, Video games could be heard from inside. You watched as the door closed and fumbled to open your own. It opened and you were met with a simple room, a full bed, no bed frame, and a desk with a shelf next to it, on the desk was a computer that looked a little outdated, but it should do. On the wall was a TV with a tiny shelf below it with a remote on it. Then to the right was a mini-fridge, microwave, and a mini portable stove with a pot. A closet, and what you'd assume to be the bathroom. All the bear necessities. So this should be fine. Crowley came by and he gave you your allowance provided by the school that you get once a month because as he said, "He's not low enough to leave a penniless teenager to just starve." He finished up and left this money would be helpful, but I don't know this currency. Yuu: This was gonna be a long week. A week passed and you had not gone to one class or even left your room. Consequently, a message was sent to Idia as a notice unknowingly. Ortho: As dorm head, you have to go! Idia: NOooO! I don't wanna interact with others! I'll run into people in the halls and end up in a conversation! Ortho: You don't even have to go that far, she lives right next door. Idia: Oh! I can have my tablet go over. Ortho: No! You have to go over yourself. I'll go with you. Idia: Really? Orthooo you're such a good brother! Idia and Ortho move out of the door, Idia moving like a ninja. Ortho is just being himself. Ortho knocks on the door but no answer. Idia can be seen peaking out from the doorway, he had momentarily retreated back to his room. Ortho waits patiently and knocks again a few minutes later. I

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smolcuriouskitten · 9 months

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My Guardian Angel

The horrifying bomb will never leave my head. Followed by the sounds of my citizens screaming and running for cover will haunt me forever. Waking up with a start, I ran to check on my girls, since their safety was my priority. Looking at the window in the girls rooms, I see flames and objects raining down like it was the middle of the apocalypse. Rockelle looked up at me with a look of horror and went to grab Renelle who started crying from the noise. "Mommy, whats going on?" She asks, her voice shaking as she soothed Renelle and I felt my heart break right there.

"We can walk and talk, follow me!" I responded, holding her hand with a vice grip, not wanting to let her go, even for a minute. As I rushed to the emergency bunker, I explain what happened. Our enemy planet Derion was at war with us, I explained how they have wanted to drain us of our resources and threatened to harm us for our powers. Witches auras were a commodity worth killing for, the amount of concentrated power could be used to make weapons and hypnosis would be so easy with the help of our auras.

Nekoian had unlimited power sources and teachings to help the witches regulate themselves, which is why I fought so hard with Derion to not go to war with us over it. That promise was broken the moment they threatened my childrens lives. Their older brother was hiding away on Earth to keep himself safe as he is the eldest and most powerful witch and they were not gonna lay a hand on my son. When we reached the emergency space ship, I kiss Rockelle on the forehead, ignoring the citizens pleas for help for the moment. "My darling flower. I need you to be brave okay? Watch after your sister and keep yourselves safe. Im sorry, you guys have to go to Earth without me." I held her face and kissed her forehead, tears running down my face.

Her pleas and questions fell on deaf ears. Her pleas to stay and help and why did she have to go to earth. "Why cant we stay here with you mommy?" Her little voice called after me as I grabbed supply bags making me sob, throwing them in the little space ship. "You cant baby. You will get hurt if you stay. We dont have much time.." I said, grabbing two language potions, turning them into little gummies for them. "Open your mouth my love." I instructed Rockelle and she complied, they both chewed the gummy and made an icky face. "I know it doesnt taste the best but it would help you when you land. You know how to feed Renelle and change her diaper?" Rockelle nods as I instruct her to sit in the ship, buckling a cooing Renelle in the ship seat.

"I love you both. I will see you guys soon okay?" My hand shook as they pressed art the control panel and closed the ships doors. "Bye bye mommy." I look over and see Renelle waving with her little hand as the ship shoots into space. That was her first word. Those were her first words. I want to crumble into a ball and cry, not move an inch and mourn the fact I could possibly never see my daughters again. But there were citizens I had to save and people to help. The castle shook with a vicious boom, I ran outside to see the planet I loved in flames.

The once beautiful and full of life planet I called home was reduced to rubble and flames. Bodies laid at the stairs of the castle and it was all so traumatic to see, rushing to help those I could. Some couldnt be saved and I hated watching them wither away in my arms. The citizens were dropping at a rate I couldnt help them anymore. The fountains for healing were sucked dry and the planet was burning at a rate no one could keep up with. I accepted my fate, I accepted that I would no longer be able to help anyone and I would die alongside my citizens. A just death for a queen who failed to protect them in the first place.

Then a hand roughly grabbed my arm, another bomb narrowly missing me. "RENIA. WE HAVE TO GO!" The voice called with a rushed tone and my ears were still ringing from the blast, the dust and rubble filling my lungs making me cough and hack. I didnt know who grabbed me until I seen those converse and blue suit. The Doctor.

My husband was preparing to fight in the war and my fingers were bleeding from how much I was biting my nails. He just enlisted and it broke my heart knowing it was a death sentence but he insisted. "What kind of husband would I be if I didnt fight for my beautiful wife and children?" He placed his hand on my stomach and kissed my forehead.

Even though it put me at ease for a moment, a chill ran up my spine knowing the truth. "I know my love but if you arent here for Rockelles birth, I will kick your butt." I joke and we both share a laugh as he packs his things to prepare. I slowly make my way downstairs and hear that familiar creaking noise. I rush outside to greet my old friend, happy he came by. I waited outside of the blue box's doors and hugs him tightly once he steps out. "Goodness someone was happy to see me. How are we dear?" He asks and pets my head before hugging me back.

"I am wonderful! Raymond is heading off in a bit for the war but Chris is in school and..." I gently take his hand and press it on my belly. "I am expecting another very soon." I tell him with a bright smile on my face and his eyes light up, a wide grin stretched across his face. "You are huge! Congratulations! And here I thought you wanted to join me in some adventures!" He teases before wrapping me in another hug making me wheeze but I pat his back. Some people would say he was strange or a mad man but I didnt care. He was my friend!

"I would if I wasnt a queen of a planet my love! Too many responsibilities I would miss!" I wheeze out, he releases me and I laugh. "Those responsibilities could be done so much faster if time was not so slow! Being a timelord, I have no patience. So what about this war? What did I miss?" He rambles and I giggle, pointing to a nearby power fountain. "It takes time to learn patience and even if you are a timelord, you cant rush it! But they are fighting us over those." He pauses and looks in the direction she points at.

"A water fountain? Such a strange thing to fight over." I snort and laugh, shaking my head. "No no, not that kind of fountain! Its what our powers come from, they want complete control over our magic! The magic we have is powerful so they want to use it for their own gain. I am going to send Chris to Earth in the name of protection soon, they are wanting his head on a stake for his powers since hes the eldest." I explain, him nodding and humming with every word. "Earth? Why do you want to send him away? Seems like a bad idea if you dont have anyone to look after him." The doctor replied and I shook my head.

"I have my connections. I frequent Earth more often than you think. They cant track him there either so he would be safe." I respond and make a gesture to the castle. "If you like you can come in for a bit! I wanted your opinion on some converse inspired by you." I offer and he hums, tapping his chin. "Have you redecorated since the last time I was here?" He asks and I roll my eyes. "I dont want to hear anything from a man who lives in a telephone box. Come on love, we are burning daylight!" I grab his hand and pull him along, the goofy smile was prominent on his face.

"And I dont wanna hear anything from anyone who has to drink milk. Milk is disgusting, I dont understand how you drink it! Tastes like sadness and slime." He gags and Renia snorts. "Do you want me to make a ginger joke? Or lack there of?" She quips and he gasps, looking offended.

"HEY!"

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! MY CITIZENS, DOCTOR PLEASE!" I yelled but he didnt stop running. As much as I wanted to stop and fight, use my magic to put me as a statue, I was too weak to do so. My magic was drained and I needed to recharge. "DOCTOR LISTEN TO ME!" I kept pleading but Im practically pushed into the Tardis, door slammed in my face as I tried to crawl out. He stayed silent as he fiddles with the Tardis and gets us out of there.

I wasnt thinking clearly. All I could focus on was the citizens I failed and how my death would have been justified. To die alongside my people as I lived alongside them, it was the only thing I could do to fix the sin of not being able to save everyone. "You idiot! What did you do?! Why did you have to save me?! WHY?!" I got up and began to fuss, hitting his back and crying.

This is when he grabs my shoulders and looks at me with a look of disappointment. "Why do all of you want to die so bad? I swoop in and help and here I am getting beat up! That isnt fair Renia now is it?" Despite his anger and how tightly he held me, his voice was calm. He was always so calm and in that moment it did nothing but piss me off. "I should have died along side them! I failed them, I failed everyone and my damn daughters are floating somewhere in space and I dont know what right I did at this point I...I.." At this point, my face was red and hot, tears coated my soot dusted face and I couldnt form a sentence. My tears, snot, and saliva was causing me to gargle and mess up my words.

He sighs and just holds me in his arms and I screamed. I screamed and cried, hitting his arms and sides with not a single bit of force because of how weak I was. Despite my flailing and screaming, he kept holding me. He didnt let go. He just held me there and let me release how I felt in that moment. It was the lowest moment of my life and all I could do was scream and cry into his chest.

After who knows how long, I calmed down. It wasnt by much, I was shaking and crying but the screaming subsided. My throat felt rough so I couldnt bring myself to keep doing it. He pulls away to look at me and held my face in both of his hands, not caring about my tears or snot getting on him. "Feel better now?" He asked calmly and I gave a nod in between my stifled cries. "Come on, lets go get you cleaned up. Your face is puffy and dirty and if you rub your eye you may get dirt in it." He comments and leads me to the TARDIS bathroom where I washed my face and he washes his hands.

He leads me to a common room and sits on the couch, patting the seat next to him. I sat next to him, doing those stupid 'aftershock cries' shaking. "Are you ready to talk about it?" He asks and I took a deep breath. "This morning....they attacked. The attacked the entire planet and I had to get my girls out of there. Once they were out in space, I tried to save everyone...I couldnt do it." I began to get choked up and he rubs my shoulder. "I accepted my death. It was...It was fate. I accepted that was the last time I would see my daughters alive and I would die on the planet, never to be seen again." The Doctor held me in his arms again and I couldnt cry, I just felt numb at this point.

"Ya know...Renelle, she said her first word...before she launched. My heart broke into pieces as I seen her little hand wave at me..." I admitted and the Doctor strokes my hair, scratching a bit at the scalp. "Im sorry Renia." He responds shortly and pulls away to look at me. I cover my face and shake my head, embarrassed that he had to see me this way. My eyes were puffy and red and my face was stained with tears. "Oi, I just seen you at your lowest point, no need to be embarrassed. Im just glad you got you and the kiddos out of there safely." He said in a hushed tone, gently pulling my hands away from my face.

"Doctor...How will I know they are okay? My...my aura it can't trace in space and I will be worried sick and I-" I began to ramble, hyperventilating and starting the panic attack all over again until the Doctor takes my hand. "Renia. Now you know that theres a way for me look after them." He explained and I tilt my head. "What are you referring to?" I respond and he leads me back upstairs, to a tablet outstretched for viewing. He pushes a few buttons and sure enough, the little spaceship they had was flying to Earth. My girls were safe.

I looked over at the Doctor and he had a pleasant grin on his face. "Now will you stop your crying? I thought I would have to hold you like a baby for awhile." He teases and I snort, hitting his arm. "You better shut up before I make that converse into your pacifier." I stick my tongue out at him then he chuckles. "Oi!" He fusses back which I promptly laugh.

"Wait...what were you doing on Nekoian? Today seems like a weird day to travel." Renia asks as she sniffles, wiping her nose with some tissue. The Doctor pauses then leans against the controls. His head hung low for a bit then he looks at her. "I was doing a routine visit until I seen the bomb. I thought I was at the wrong planet for a moment until I landed. I only noticed you because you were the only one actively helping people." He admits, my heart breaking at that notion. "W...what?" I could feel my mouth dry as those words left my lips.

"Everyone else was scrambling to grab resources. Running to milk the planet dry for themselves, even in their last moments. I suppose humanity does have a strange way of acting when they know they are going to die." He continued and his gaze returns to mine, which my vision was blurred from tears. "Why did you pull me away then? I could have helped them Doctor I...I could have gotten them to safety!" I pleaded and he gave me a look through a narrowed gaze.

"Does Nekoian have any safety protocols?" He asks and I shake my head. "Not for bombs no." I reply. "How would you have gotten everyone off the planet then? So you could save them? Where would they have gone Renia? Remember, you gave your daughters the last ship off the planet." He reminded me and I could feel the lump in my throat as I cried. "Dont you judge me, we could have raised together and defeated them and rebuilt!" I pleaded then he averts his gaze.

"Renia. There wouldnt have been anything to rebuild. There wouldnt have been enough time, you didnt have enough time. If I didnt come within enough time, your planet would have been reduced to atoms. Im sorry but there was nothing you could have done." He explained and I sobbed. "No...I created everything with my bare hands and those bastards took it away from me!" I stomp, then wipe my eyes, sniffling. I look over at the screen with my girls...They were still safe.

"Listen to me. You may not have been able to save everyone, believe me, you are looking at the captain of losing people, but you kept the two that mattered the most to you safe." He motions toward the screen and I nod, smiling a bit at it. "Even if you dont save everyone, you still do good by keeping the universe safe. Such a big task for one man in a box." I said looking over at him which he shakes his head with a chuckle. "Im supposed to be comforting you, not the other way around." He responds with folded arms and I snort. "Oh hush, we can kill two birds with one stone." I respond and give him a hug. "Even if I am still royally pissed off at you, I will thank you for bringing me the peace of mind that my daughters are safe. I may not thank you today for what you did but I will another time." I admit and he pats my back.

"You are welcome." He responds and presses his head on top of mine then pulls away. "Now, how about we meet your daughters on Earth? Allonsy!" He then hops over to the Tardis controls and laughs as we both are briefly tossed around, the joyous sound filling the air. Despite how angry or sad or depressed I was in that moment, it was good to smile for a moment. It took away the stress and the pain and I looked over at the screen to see my daughters voyage. It brought comfort knowing I had someone this amazing in my circle.

#i think too much; {Drabbles}#wibbly wobbly timey wimey; {Doctor 10}#a rose by any other name; {Renia}

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