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Pairing:Ethan x Female!Reader 

Request:Ethan morales making out headcanons or a makeout sesh leading up to smut?

Ethan climbing through your window had become an everyday occurrence,he was always so affectionate and willing to makeout with you at the drop of a hat. You got up from your bed and walked up to him.

"Ethan I thought you were coming an hour later" 

"I just couldn't wait another minute" He immediately pulled you closer to him,kissing you immediately. The quick kisses quickly turned into a makeout session,his arms held you tightly. Pushing you back onto your bed,never once letting go of your lips. Your hands run through his hair as his moves to your pants. 

"Ethan" He let you go for a moment,but latched onto your neck instead. It was already covered in hickeys that you had to make sure no one saw but he was insistent on adding more. "Ethan" You moaned directly into his ear,digging your nails into his back. He was already grinding up against you,making you instinctively wrap your legs around him. He let go of your neck and looked up at you,he tapped your thigh.

"Loosen up" Unwrapping your legs,he immediately moved off the bed and down to his knees. Pulling down your pants,he immediately buried his face into your pussy. He was really good with his mouth no matter where it was,you gripped his hair as his tongue moved faster. 

"E-Ethan,slow down. I can't take anymore" he only pulled you closer and moved even faster. Gripping his hair you pushed his face further down, bucking your hips as you came all over his face. 

"Delicious as usual" He laughed,licking his fingers. 

[iridescentmauve]

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[babyxbunnyx]

Have you ever thought about being gay?

Summary: Working on a project with Ben

Relationship: Ben Gross x Male Reader

Warnings: None

Word count: 1460

Explanations: h/c = hair color, e/c = eye color

A/N: So this is my first time in a year writing again plus my first xreader story. Excuse any spelling mistakes, english isn't my first language. Hope you enjoy it!

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(Y/N) silently listened to his teacher talking about some new group project and how everyone should get together in groups of 3. The (h/c) boy didn't even bother, knowing well enough nobody is gonna ask him. So it didn't surprise him that he was one of the two remaining students. But, he was surprised when he saw who his partner for the project would be. Ben Gross. And Ben didn't look too happy having to work with (Y/N). He sighed, before getting up to sit down next to Ben. Before (Y/N) could even say one word, the brown haired boy interrupted him. "Look. We are gonna do my idea. Simply because it will be the best of this whole class." (Y/N) smirked slightly, before replying. "Are you sure? Cause I overheard Devis Ideas and man.. no one can beat her." While Ben gasped, seeming offended, (Y/N) had to hold back his laughter. He knew Ben and Devi had some kind of rivalery going on and the face Ben made after his statement was truly priceless. "How dare yo-" "Calm down Ben. I was joking. But yeah we can go with your idea. How about we meet at yours after school?" Ben seemed to think about it for a second, before nodding. "Yeah sure. My parents aren't home so they won't distract us from work." The (h/c) boy smirked. "Great. See you after school, Benji." As Ben was about to protest that his name was Ben, not Benji, the bell rung and (Y/N) left. He smiled slightly to himself. It was new to him that someone called him something other than Ben or Benjamin. Expect for some rather unpleasent nicknames.

After school, Ben was looking everywhere for (Y/N). He was about to give up and just go home to start the project when he spottet the (h/c) boy at the school gate. He sighed, before walking up to him. Since (Y/N) had his back to him, Ben thought he might touch his shoulder to let him know he's there. He expected (Y/N) to maybe jump a bit, after all he walked up from behind and it was a bit loud. He didn't expect the squeal that left the (Shorter/Taller) male's lips. 'Heh.. kinda cute..' Ben thought before he realised what exactly he was thinking. He felt his face heat up, embarresed by his thoughts. He cleared his throat before asking his partner if he was ready to leave. After a short yes, both boys left the school ground, going straight to Ben's house.

'Man didn't lie when he said he's rich..' (Y/N) thought when he entered Ben's house. After grabing some snacks and drinks from the kitchen, Ben took the (younger/older) boy to his room. "You can sit down on the bed while I make the script for the project if you'd like. Just be quiet" Ben didn't bother looking at the other, while he walked to his desk. "Oh but my dearest Benji, this my friend is a partner project. Means we will both be doing the script" (Y/N) smirked while Ben gave him an annoyed look. "My name is Ben, not Benji. But fine, grab the chair over there and help.. or at least try to help." While the (e/c) boy got the chair and sat down besides the other, Ben got his notebook and pens. He ripped out a page and gave it to (Y/N). "There. You could start making a design for the poster? I happen to notice some drawing of yours in your notebook earlier. I have to admit, they are pretty good" Ben smiled slightly when he noticed the other boys cheeks getting a pink taunt. "Oh uh thanks. And yeah I can do that. You just gotta tell me your oh so great idea, Einstein." (Y/N) smirked when he saw Bens face loose a bit of color, realising he never told the other about the idea. After that was done, they both worked in comfortable silence, for what seemed like minutes to them.

"Okay I have a few designs for the poster. Choose which one you like best so we can work out the proper design" Ben looked up when he heard the other talking, not wasting much time and looking over the scetches. While he did that, (Y/N) decided to check his phone. And he was fucked. He had a ton of missed calls from his mom and even more messages. "Shit.." Ben looked over, slightly concerned at how pale the other got. "You okay (Y/N)? Whats wrong?" "My mom called about a thousand times. I better get going its.. holy shit is 11pm already?!" Bens eyes went wide. "Holy shit. Is your mom gonna pick you up?" The (h/c) shook his head. "I'm just gonna walk. Its only 45 Minutes" Ben looked at him like he was crazy. "I don't feel comfortable knowing you'd have to walk that long at this time. If you want you can sleep over? And I'll explain it to your mom tomorrow?" (Y/N)'s eyes lit up. "Really?! Omg you are a life saver Benji!!" Before any of the boys realised what happened, (Y/N) threw his hand around Bens neck, pressing their bodies together. Ben hesitaded before wrapping his arms about the others waist. They sat there for what felt like forever, enjoying each others presence. Suddenly, (Y/N) broke the contact and cleared his throat. "So uhm..." he looked away, trying to hide his blush. "Where can I Sleep? And can I have some clothes to sleep?" Ben's cheeks felt hot. He just didn't understand why, it was just a hug. "Uh yeah so my parents would kill me if I used any guest room without permission so we'd have to share my bed and yeah I can lend you some clothes" (Y/N) nodded, still looking away. They both got ready for bed. While (Y/N) took a quick shower, Ben got lost in his own thoughts. He never really paid attention to (Y/N). He can't help but think about the things Ben noticed about the (taller/shorter) male. How he'd stick out his tounge when he was concentrating. How his eyes would start to shine when he got praised for his art, as if nobody ever did that. He also couldn't stop thinking about his own reaction to the hug. His heart was pounding hard, his hands got sweaty. He didn't want the moment to end. And god.. (Y/N) looked so cute with his blush, suddenly all shy. "......Ben?" He looked up, starring directly into the others (e/c) eyes. He hummed, trying to not get lost in his eyes. "You okay? I tried getting your attention for a few minutes now" Now he felt his face heat up again. "Uh yeah I'm good. Just lost in some thoughts. Lets go to bed its pretty late" (Y/N) nodded, getting in bed besides Ben. They stayed quiet for a few moments after the blue eyed boy turned off the light. "Hey Benji? Random question" Ben turned onto his side, looking at the other. He motioned for the other to continue. "Have you ever thought about.. idk being gay or something." (Y/N) was staring at the ceiling. "I uh guess yeah. But only recently. What about you?" He could see the other nodding. "There is this boy.. I think I really like him but that can't be possible. I mean sure we are in the same class but we barely talked... until recently.." The brown haired male sat up. "Hmm.. if you aren't sure what you feel why don't you just ask him out on a date? Worst thing that could happen is he says no or you don't have feelings" "You're right... Benji?" Ben hummed. "D-Do you wanna go on a date with me?" Ben felt like his heart is gonna jump out of his chest. He felt his face lit up, as it did many times today. He felt (Y/N) shaking a bit, waiting for Ben's awnser. "Y-Yeah sure! When do you wanna go?" The (h/c) boys eyes lit up. "Sunday? If you're free?" Ben nodded, feeling exited. He layed back down, closing his eyes. "I'll pick you up at 2." The dark haired male heard a little squeal before he felt a weight on him. When he looked down, he only saw the others hair. He let out a quiet laugh, before wrapping an arm around (Y/N). "Sleep well Benji" Ben could feel the (taller/shorter) relax. "Sleep well (Y/N).." And with that, they went to bed, feeling exited for their date.

[becauseimswagman1]

What Are We? pt.2

A/N: Let's hop right into it!

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“Wow.”

You jumped at the sound of his voice and turned around, “When did you get in here?”

“Umm…” Michael didn’t say anything, he just stared at you.

“Michael-” “Are you gonna wear that?”

“No, I was just trying it on. I got it a few months ago.” you turned towards the mirror and smoothed down the fabric on your body.

“You should wear it. It certainly fits the fancy style.”

“Really? You don’t think it’s too much? Too revealing?”

“You look absolutely amazing.” he was staring into your soul through the mirror and it had you a little insecure if you were being honest.

“I don’t know. I think I’m gonna change.” you started to push him out of your room. “Wait in the living room, I’ll be out in a minute.”

He stopped you from pushing him and held your face in his hands, “Wear the dress. You don’t have to listen to me, but I think you should. You look gorgeous.”

The way he looked in your eyes almost brought you to tears. You could see the love in his eyes and you could’ve sworn he was leaning in, but he pulled away and spoke quickly, “Um… wear the dress.. or don’t. I’m sure you’re gonna look beautiful in anything you put on.” And just like that, he was walking out of your room, shutting the door behind him.

Was he really leaning in? Or, was that your imagination?

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The next thirty minutes consisted of calming your nerves from the interaction and an awkward car ride to the restaurant.

When arriving at the restaurant, you saw that it was fancier than you thought. You thought you weren’t dressed properly, but Michael’s hand gripping yours over the console helped stop your oncoming anxiety.

His thumb rubbing over your knuckles, “You ready to go in?” “Yeah.”

When you tried to open your door, he stopped you, then got out just to open your door for you and helped you out.

“Thank you, but you know you ain’t have to do that?” “You’re a very special woman so, of course, I had to. But in this case, I wanted to. You mean a lot to me and you deserve princess treatment.”

That made you speechless right up until it was time to order drinks. He insisted that you order your favorite wine. Once the waiter left, it was a moment of silence. Neither of you knowing what to say after what happened in your room. The two of you just looking at the menu.

Does that mean that he classified it as a situation? As a big moment that he regretted? But he was so chill when he got out of the car and opened your door… maybe you were just overthinking, as you tended to do.

“Um, I wanted to talk about what happened in your room.”

Your eyes widened, “Nah, we don’t really have to. I mean… it didn’t mean anything right?... Unless it meant something to you.”

The speed he switched up his facial expressions from hopeful to sad, he thought you didn’t notice but you did.

“Yeah, that’s right. It didn’t mean anything to me. I just wanted to talk about it so things wouldn’t be awkward or weird between us.”

Oh, how you wanted him to just say it meant something.

“Well, we’ve talked about it and would you look at that, our wine is here.”

The waiter really saved you the embarrassment of accidentally blurting out something you couldn’t take back.

After ordering your food and pouring a generous amount of wine into your glasses, the silence was loud once more, but you decided that you weren’t going to let it ruin your night.

“This restaurant is fancier than I thought Michael. What made you pick this one?”

What he wanted to say was, “So this could be our first date,” but he couldn’t. Especially with the way you shut things down mere moments before.

“I wanted our friend-iversary to be special and you once said that you wanted to come here when you were mindlessly rambling on the phone one night. I remembered and decided to make this the night.”

You could’ve cried because you also remember that night and it was over six months ago. You knew how hard it was to get into this place with or without reservations, so for him to have done this was incredible.

“Oh my God, Michael… you really remember that? That was so long ago!” the smile wouldn’t leave your face, he had remembered.

“Duh! Of course, I did. You’re my best friend.”

There’s that title you dreaded so much, but it’s better being that than getting rejected and not being in his life at all.

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[baby-alien11]

being the good girl dating Ethan Morales

Since the beggining of high school, well even before that, you were known as the girl who never got in trouble, got good grades and never went to parties, you were always invited, but never attended due to being occupied with school

You use to hang out with Devi, Eleanor and Fabiola because they were nice and study hang outs were always fun

Because of your personality and calmed aura, everyone expected you to date someone similar to you

So, when at the beggining of senior year you and Ethan Morales entered the school holding hands, everyone lost their minds, even the teachers

Theories started to fload almost inmediatly, some said that he lost a bet, others that it was a joke, some that you entered your rebel phase

But in reality, everything was real

Things started during summer when the both of you encounter at a night at a 7/11 where you went to get some snacks for the week, Ethan was there but getting some beers with his fake id

Unfortunately that night, you somehow forgot to take your wallet with you, and in a weird turn of events Ethan who was behind you in the line, pay for your snacks

"So, what's the princess doing this late out of her castle?", Ethan asked before you could leave, "What happened to the guardian dragons?"

"They are out of town", you responded knowing that he was refering to your parents, "And don't call my parents that"

"That doesn't respond my first question"

"I run out of my secret snacks and didn't want to wait until tomorrow"

"In that case, let me see what I just pay"

Without asking for permition, Ethan just started to dig into the bag until he pulled out a package of Sour Patch Kids

"Those are my favourites", you shrugged

"Mines too", Ethan smiled

In response, you also smiled feeling comfortable with him

That was the beggining of a friendship that evolute to a relationship

Even if the school found the relationship weird, you and Ethan were happy with each other

Thanks to you, he started to get better notes at school

And your spanish got better thanks to him

Heaven by Julia Michaels was your official relationship song

If someone ever think of messing with you, the next day or even sooner, the person will have something damaged

While you liked to wear some of his clothes like sweatshirts, frannels or shirts, he liked to wear your scrunchies and hair ties, your accesories like necklaces, bracelets and even some of your earings

Surprisingly, your parents loved him

At first they weren't so sure about the whole thing because of his bad boy look, but after seeing how happy both of you were, they started to accept it

Even if your parents kinda like him, both of you liked when they weren't in town because that meant Ethan spent all of that time in your house

Sex with him was amazing, and got better every single time

When your birthday arrived, he gifted you a Sour Patch plushie that somehow found online

You found that so sweet because it represented the first interaction between you two

He was the kind of guy that would do anything for you, even if it includes let you do a skin care routine on him or watch your favorite show or movie, doesn't matter how corny it is

[bettymylove]

Dream Come True

pairing: ethan morales x reader

content: a fluffy fic about ethan and your relationship with smut at the end

18+ minors dni

a/n: i wanted to read an ethan fic so bad so I wrote one myself<33

you were the perfect girl and you'd literally strangle someone if they said so otherwise.

but ethan morales was exactly the mess you wanted in your life.

it all started at a party that was happening at ethan's house and you were sitting on the couch talking to your friends.

"there's my best girl" ethan said with a sigh sitting down on the couch besides you.

"you do realise this is the first time im talking to you" you answered back.

"you gotta admit it was a nice try to start conversation."

"yes I'll give you that."

he was grinning and that was the first time you noticed that ethan morales' eyes sparkled and god were you in awe of them.

see the truth was you have liked ethan since a while now before his whole 'I'm a hot skater boy' thing started.

after that party he started texting you constantly felt like a dream come true really and about a week later you found yourself in parking lot attending ethan's skateboarding.

right now he was sitting beside you and you couldn't get your eyes off him.

"you wanna learn some tricks?" he said suddenly and you without thinking of the consequences agreed.

and not even two minutes later you fell off the skateboard and on your butt.

you started laughing though and ethan sat beside you.

looking at each other you both leaned in on reflex your hands going to his chain to pull him closer.

and that was the exact moment you kissed ethan morales for the first time.

it was uphill from there you both started dating hitting the 6 month mark he was actually a nice person under the bad boy persona.

it was a saturday when ethan's parents weren't home and you both welcomed the empty space with open hands.

you were sitting on his lap kissing him quite aggressively, he started kissing down your neck and it was like both of you knew what was coming.

he flipped the both of you to lay you down "ever done this before?" he asked .

"no" you shyly answered.

he started to unbutton his shirt and you gladly helped him and started doing the same to yours.

"you're so pretty."

you blushed at that.

his hands were going lower and lower until they reached your folds.

"god you're so wet."

he aligned his cock at your entrance and pushed in and after waiting for you to adjust he started to move.

fuck you couldn't believe you were here you couldn't believe ethan was inside of you and you were marking scratches down your back.

you both came and he flopped down beside you.

"that was amazing"

"so amazing" he agreed

he then pulled you onto him and gave you a forehead kiss and you didn't want to be anywhere but here.

[ethanmorales]

Misconceptions

All Parts Now Posted - Masterlist

Part 1 - Ablaze

Pairing: Ethan Morales x reader 1.3k words Tags: make out, angst Warning: swearing

My fingers grazed against his chest and as I let my hand wander down his torso, I felt every muscle under twitch in anticipation. I looked up at his face and he was already looking at me with a mixture of lust and longing.

“I missed you,” he whispered.

Oh and I missed him. For what other reason would I have climbed through his window at 2:12 in the morning?

But I didn’t say it back. That’s what got us into this mess in the first place. Me caring. Me wanting him so bad it hurt. Me falling while he was always just having a good time.

“Babe?”

I looked up at him, pulled out of my thoughts by his inquiring tone.

“Just kiss me,” I demanded.

He only hesitated for two seconds, just briefly enough for his brown eyes to send a silent question, “everything okay?” But his mouth never asked; it was too busy connecting with mine in a blazing kiss that threatened to consume me, him, both of us together.

Everything was on fire. Everywhere he touched. Everywhere he kissed. My skin burned with his touch and for it. We barely paused for breath as he laid me down on his bed. He unlinked our mouths long enough to grab the hem of my shirt and help me out of it. Then we lit up again.

I glided my fingers in the soft waves of his hair as his mouth found the spot where my neck meets my shoulder. His teeth gently grazed against the skin, just enough for me to feel the pressure but not enough to cause pain and then his tongue followed. He started trailing downward to my chest with that same technique.

"Ethan." It was a half-whispered moan. I say half whispered because it was not as quiet as I intended it to be.

At his name, he looked up at me, smiling that damning adorable smile of his and placed a finger over my lips.

"My parents' sleep next door."

He was better at whispering than I was. Probably had more experience at this kind of clandestine middle of the night type of encounter. Before the bitter thought took full effect in my head, his mouth clashed against mine in another fiery kiss. Almost like he wanted to distract me from my own thoughts.

It was working.

The kiss that started like a flame scorching through us with intensity and desperation, simmered down into a heart wrenching slower tempo. Our mouths molded together, his tongue slow danced with mine in perfect unison... and I was lost.

Lost to the sweet taste of his lips. Lost to the movement of his pelvis against mine and the calculated motions building up the fire that he had awoken in me. Though we still had enough clothing separating us from the fusing of our bodies, it didn't dampen the ever-present ache within me.

With the way he touched me, you would think he felt the same.

So, I was lost. Lost in the depths of longing. Longing for this guy that could never ever reciprocate such feeling in return.

I pushed away from him as abruptly as I had the thought. I was met by a look that someone that didn't know him would think is concern. But I knew better.

"I have to go." My words practically a mumble.

"What?" he seemed disoriented in a way, his eyes searching for something in mine that I didn't want him to find.

"It's late," I said, "If we wake up your parents, they'll disown you for real this time."

Ethan's eyes though still confused, hid partially away by the appearance of his mischievous smile, "So what? They've disowned me like 50 times already. Just this year."

I rolled my eyes.

"You say that with so much pride," I whispered, simultaneously pulling myself out of his grasping hands. I heard him groan in protest behind me as I pulled my shirt over my head.

"Because the shit they say doesn't mean anything. They think that by acting like they're disappointed in me, I'll just magically turn into the son they always wanted. It's bullshit."

I shook my head at this rant and turned to face him. He had gotten up from the bed as well and was less than two feet away from me.

"If you really didn't care, you wouldn't' have shushed me earlier. But God knows you're too cool to admit to caring about anything so I'm not having this argument with you." I sounded defeated. He noticed the change in my tone immediately, his eyes narrowed.

"Why do we have to argue at all? There are way more fun things that we could be doing right now." Even as he said it, I could see that he didn't mean it. Something in his expression closed off at my previous comment.

"I have to be up early anyways," I said gently.

"Sure. Whatever." He walked towards his window. I followed behind until we were in front of it.

I looked up at him. He didn't seem to want to look me in the eye as he avoided my gaze. I gave up.

"Okay. I'll see you around then."

My voice was small, and I hated myself for it. This is where we end up every time. I understand that he has never claimed to be anything but who I've always known him to be, but can you blame me for wanting more? I'm only human. And I know... that's it's wrong that I want him to change for me. I should be accepting him as he is or staying away from him, but I can't. The harder I try, the easier it is for me to end up here with him. Stuck in this goddamn tragic loop of ours.

I shake my head to myself and throw a leg over the windowsill. As I push myself out and my feet touch the freshly cut grass of his backyard, I thank God he lives in a one-story home.

When I turn to close his bedroom window, he stops me with a hand over mine. I move mine away and he frowns. He proceeds to climb out of his window.

"What?" I ask, unable to keep the edge out of my voice. I was already too emotionally drained to hide my upset.

He blinks with confusion. "What am I doing wrong?"

I huff but say nothing.

He sighs, "How do I stop upsetting you if you won't tell me what it is that you're upset about?"

I snap. "You. You are the reason I'm upset!"

His eyes widen, "What about me? "

I want to tell him. I want to tell him everything. All the things he makes me feel; good and bad. My fears. My thoughts. But I can't. Because I know what he will say.

"I didn't sign up for this".

"We had a deal."

"Don't start getting clingy."

I've heard it all come out of his mouth before. Not with me. With the many girls I've seen him with. But still. I refuse to make the mistakes the rest of them did. I will never admit that I had fallen for him. Not now. Not ever.

I held his gaze for a second, but his beautiful brown eyes made my poor heart flutter uncomfortably in my chest. I look away.

"Nothing, sorry. I really gotta go. I get cranky when I don't sleep."

I start turning around to leave, but then feel his arm snake around my waist and pull me in against him, leaving no space between us.

I look up at him in a question. His eyes scanned my face for something, though I'm not sure what.

"Liar."

That's all he says before his mouth crashes over mine.

I didn't want it. The rational part of me knew that I should back off and walk away. But as soon as his tongue invades my mouth, the heat of our flame sears through my whole being... and we're back to where we started.

To be continued...

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A/N: Haven't written in ages. But after watching season 4 of Never Have I Ever.... I had to. My goodness, Ethan got me feeling all kinds of things lol. Made a new blog just to write this without judgement. Let me know if you want a part 2. I feel like this might deserve another part. Or maybe I can turn it into a series? Let me know if you liked it and I'll write more :)

Update: will be doing a part two! Maybe 3... we shall see :D

[vampzyke]

୨୧, ethan morales x POC&FEM!reader x devi vishwakumar. -(drabble)

' ethan and devi are dating, and you can't help but crush on the both of them; however, they seem to fancy you, too '

tags rated T, touching, oblivious reader, hinted polyam

you're a pretty reserved girl at school, not exactly studious but not bound to flunk at any moment either. sports is your forte, specifically football which is where you meet aneesa.

aneesa finds you fun to hang with from the get go!!! eventually, you two are joined by the hip. you're never not hanging out with her.

near the beginning of your senior year, aneesa introduces you to devi, fabiola and eleanor. you immediately click with devi, surprisingly. from what you've heard, devi is similar to you when it comes to new people, which may be the reason why you two instantly find one another endearing.

you're not blind, whatsoever. so it doesn't take you long to develop feelings for devi. she's gorgeous and has a killer body. her long, wavy hair is comparable to that of a mermaids, and her dark eyes are sultry at best. her nose ring makes her even more hot, along with her firey attitude. not only that, but she's on the cusp of becoming valedictorian and that immediately seals the deal for you.

she's the whole package, and you're shocked to know of her boy problems at a last minute sleepover.

it's just you and devi in her room cuddling. from an outsiders perspective, the both of you look like a couple. unfortunately, that's not the case. you and devi have just crossed the fine line between friendship and relationship. and it definitely can't be anything more than that, since devis currently dating ethan morales.

devi confides in you, explaining how they aren't that serious. she just needed a rebound after that entire ordeal with ben and margot.

as you listen to devi rant wrapped in her arms, you can't help but sulk silently. you've never talked to ethan, but from the way devis face lights up at the mention of him, it's clear to see he means so much more to her than she realizes.

you never really liked ben or any one of devis boyfriends, but ethan seems to interest you. he's not like her other exes from what she's told you. ethan seems to be genuinely in love with her, and devi is too blind to see it. and, you'll never admit it out loud but he's quite the charmer, too.

the next morning, devi seems to be in a good mood. better than yesterday, and that has you feeling giddy too. it's a saturday, so the two of you take it slow and eventually find yourselves on the couch. devi is super relaxed, since she's got the house to herself.

while you're mindlessly scrolling through netflix, devis phone rings abruptly. you watch in curious when she suddenly excuses herself to the kitchen. from where you're lounging, you spot the big grin on her face as she converses excitedly with whomever is on the other end.

you don't think too much about it, but you do miss the warmth of her body from beside you.

eventually you give up and play a spoifty playlist on the tv, and after who knows how long devi comes back to sprawl herself across the couch, head laying on your bare thighs.

you try not to blush at the contact and instead ask; "so, whos got you all giddy on the phone?"

devis smiles in content, "just ethan, i invited him over if that's fine with you.."

you're not exactly happy, sure ethans eye candy but devi and him aren't exactly known for their modest ways. their pda is on a whole other level, and to be frank, you weren't exactly keen to watch your crush get handsy with a cute boy you liked.

having two people you liked dating eachother was not for the weak.

through gritted teeth, you manage the best smile you can and say; "of course, this is your place. besides, ive always wanted to meet him," you shrug.

devis eyes seem to light up, and she pinches your cheek lightheartedly. "great!"

an hour or so later, the two of you somehow find yourselves wrapped in a thick persian blanket, limbs tangled underneath when there's an abrupt knock on the door.

devis fast asleep, drool forming in the corner of her mouth. slowly you unwrap yourself out of the blanket and get out, tucking devi in a bit more.

you already know who's at the door, so when you open it, you're not exactly suprised when you're blinded by ethans gorgeous smile.

as he greets you, your cheeks redden at the sudden hug from him.

ethans hands find themselves at the small of your back, with his face tucked into your neck. you can't help but think how intimate it all is, especially when you feel him inhale slowly.

"you smell good, y/n." he leans back, though his arms are now situated on your shoulders.

from how close the both of you are, you spot the cute mole on his cheek, and the way his wavy fringe cascades down his forehead perfectly. his lashes are surprisingly long, and it makes his eyes seem endearing more than ever.

"thanks," you can't help but whisper, he winks back in return, dropping his arms from your shoulders. you frowned at the loss of touch.

is he flirting with you?

unfortunately, you're not able to think over the interaction in depth when you suddenly feel someone against your back, their head resting on your shoulder.

its devi, of course. you knew that smell of shampoo from anywhere.

you'd never been this close to devis face ever, you could practically feel her lashes against your face. and as your face reddened, ethan stood before the two of you in amusement.

while your brain malfunctioned, devi and ethan spoke to one another as if this was normal. though you stood frozen, you could feel devis arms slither around your torso, before nestling against the front of your tummy.

this was too much for you to handle.

and even more so when ethan dipped down to devis level and gave her a brief kiss. what was crazier was the fact that you felt the corner of his lips brush against your cheek, too.

ethan backed off and gave you a cheeky grin, and from beside you, you heard devi give out a quiety giggle, her left hand on your waist now, slowly feeling you up and down.

your body felt on the verge of melting.

devi and ethan knew what they were doing, and all you could do was stand there speechless.

ethan shut the door behind him with his foot in one swift movement before focusing his attention on you and his girlfriend.

he looked down at you and tucked a strand of hair behind your ear before asking, "is this okay?"

you couldn't help but nod aggressively, unsure of what was happening yet eager to know either way.

were they into you?

and your question was answered with a wet kiss on the corner of your mouth from devi.

so, they were definitely into you.

[gredandforgeweatherby]

Forget About Him

Ben Gross x reader

WC: 858 Warnings: Swearing? Takes place during the dance in 2x10. Reader has envious/jealous feelings towards Devi, but no Devi hate

Ben was walking through the hall when he heard a sniffle. Confused, he poked his head into the nearby classrooms before finally spotting you in one. You were sitting at a random desk, dress flowing uncomfortably around your body in the same space between the table and your body. Your makeup had tear tracks through it, your mascara running down slightly with the tears that stained your face. Your face was warm and a bit splotchy from crying, your nose red.

If you had been in a more normal state of mind, you would have been upset that the person who found you was Ben. You and Ben had a slightly complicated relationship, sometimes being friendly while other times it seemed the two of you couldn’t hate each other more. It was different from him and Devi’s relationship; their relationship thrived on academic rivalry and one upping each other with insults. It seemed like when you and Ben were in a hate stage, you two genuinely hated each other. Though, the hate was one sided on your part, but you didn’t know that.

Ben slowly walked into the class, cautious of the fact that you could start yelling at him for talking to you while you were in this state.

“Y/n?” He asked cautiously. You looked up, confused as to why Ben was here as you weren’t expecting him. “What’s going on? What happened?” He walked over to you, sitting in the desk next to you, his eyes never leaving yours.

“Nothing, it’s stupid.” You said, looking away, “You’ll probably laugh at and insult me so.”

Ben was hurt that you’d think he would make fun of something that was making you so upset, but as he always played along with your “I hate you game”, he understood why you’d think that.

“Y/n, I’m not gonna laugh at you, or-or insult you.” He said gently, making you look back to him, “Seriously, what’s going on?”

You took a deep breath before speaking. “I got played. You know, I thought that someone wanted me when they didn’t and it sucks.”

Ben nodded, knowing how that felt. He decided to tell you about his experience to try and make you feel better about your own.

“Well, uh, I’ve been played too. Yeah you know, Devi played Paxton and I at the same time so, I know how you feel. And you’re right, it does suck.”

“Yeah I knew about that,” You said, nodding your head, “I’m sorry she did that. It’s shitty.”

Ben agreed with you, nodding his head when a quiet “yeah” slipped past his lips.

“I thought he liked me. He said he did so much and always would make me feel so… wanted and then he ditched me for someone else.”

“Look, whoever it is and whoever they ditched your for, forget about them alright?”

“It was Paxton. He ditched me for Devi, after he told me he wasn’t interested in Devi. She double times him and he wants her, I mean what does she have that I don’t?”

“Nothing y/n,” Ben shook his head, leaning his elbows on his legs to get closer to you, “there is nothing that Devi has that you don’t. You’re beautiful and smart and funny and really witty, trust me I’d know. Paxton played you and yeah, it sucks and it hurts, I know, but don’t think that it happened because of you. It’s his loss y/n, seriously.”

You looked over at Ben, sniffling. He was right, and somewhere in you you knew it.

“Thanks Ben. You actually made me feel a lot better.” A laugh slipped past your lips.

Ben chuckled too, “Yeah I often have that effect on people.” He said, smiling.

“You know if I had found you in this position I probably would have made fun of you. It wouldn’t be every day you see Ben Gross crying during a dance, so.”

He laughed, looking down for a second before meeting your eyes again. “I know.”

“But I’m glad you kept your word and didn’t make fun of me. It means a lot.”

“Of course.” He nodded. Suddenly he stood up, placing his hand out to you. “Come on.”

You stared at him questioningly.

“We are gonna clean your makeup up and then we’re going back to the dance, and you are going to forget all about Paxton and Devi and anything else that would make you upset, and you are going to have a great time. Maybe you’ll even save a dance for me.” He smiled at you.

You couldn’t hold back your smile as you stood, grabbing his hand.

He led you to the bathroom and waited outside while you tried to salvage your makeup through your tears, then walked back to the dance with you.

You and Ben danced all night together, getting along better than anyone had ever seen. That was the first night you began looking at Ben Gross in a different light, the first night he gave you butterflies. Ben, on the other hand, savored that night, not knowing how long the bliss between the two of you would last.

Good thing for him, that bliss never seemed to go away.

[domxmarvel]

Better

Masterlist

Pairing: Ben x Female!Reader

Prompt: I could be a better boyfriend than him

“You shouldn’t be with him,does he even know anything about you?”

“Ben, I've had enough of this. Why is me dating Paxton such a big deal?” Ever since you started dating Paxton,Ben had been annoying you about how he wasn't good enough and how anyone would be better. 

"Because he doesn’t date,he probably doesn’t even care about you”

“I-I’m done! This conversion is over!” You had to get away from him before you did something you'd regret,but he grabbed your arm as you tried to walk off. 

“You know I could be a better boyfriend than him”

“You caused this mess just because you’re jealous?” You were only getting angrier with every word he said. 

“Y/N,we both know I care about you more than he does,I know more about you than he ever will” He paused for a moment before saying “And I’ll love you more than he’ll ever do” You wanted to leave but your body froze,you couldn't move away from him. You did have feelings for him but you didn't have the guts to tell him so instead you just pushed him away. 

"I think you should leave" You walked off before he could say anything,but he quickly pulled you back and into a closet. "What the hell are you doing?" He kissed you before you could say another word. You knew you shouldn't but you couldn't stop,you finally had what you wanted and you didn't want to let him go. He didn't stop until you were out of breath.

"I told you I'm better"

[iridescentmauve]

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Have you ever thought about being gay? Pt.3

Summary: Going on the date

Relationship: Ben Gross x Male Reader

Warnings: none

Word count: 1739

Explanations: (h/c) = hair color, (e/c) = eye color, (y/m/n) = your moms name

A/N: Here is the final part to my mini series "Have you ever thought about being gay?"! This part came out very sweet and I really enjoyed writing it. Hope you enjoy it as well!

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(Y/N) woke up at 10am the next day. He sat up, stretching a bit before grabbing his phone. 

Benji<3: Sleep well (Y/N) see you tomorrow <3

The (e/c) boy let out a squeal. He felt his face light up. 'He sent a heart!!' 

(Y/N): Good morning Benji! Can't wait to see you later!<3 

After that, he put his phone away, got up and out of bed. He went downstairs, noticing his mom making breakfast. "Good morning mom. How did you sleep?" The middle-aged woman looked up from the pan, towards her son. "Good morning honey." She smiled."I slept well and you?" The (h/c) male went over to his mom and pressed a kiss on her forehead. "I slept well. Breakfast smells amazing mom" While (y/m/n) smiled, (Y/N) grabbed some forks and plates and set the table. After a few minutes the food was ready to eat. The son and mom both sat down, ready to begin eating. They chatted a bit whilst eating, their conversations mostly consisted of (Y/N)'s upcoming date, his mom's plans for the day and the project Ben and (Y/N) had been working on. They finished their food and stayed seated for a little while longer. When (Y/M/N) looked up to the clock hanging in the kitchen, her eyes grew wide. "It’s already 12:30! You need to go upstairs and get ready! I'll do the dishes." (Y/N) immediately rushed upstairs, yelling a 'Thank you' to his mom. 

While his mom did the dishes, the (h/c) boy took a quick shower. He used his best smelling shampoo and body wash, hoping Ben would like it. He quickly finished up before turning off the water and dried himself off. He went back into his bedroom, grabbed his clothes and got dressed. He looked at his reflection in the mirror, smiling brightly. He looked good today. The pants came out amazing and showed his love for art. 

He went to blow dry and style his hair in the bathroom. After leaving the bathroom, he grabbed his phone from his room and headed downstairs. (y/m/n) turned towards her son, her mouth agape. "You look amazing honey! The pants really turned out great!" She smiled before embracing him in a tight hug. "Thanks mom. I really like how they came out." He blushed lightly, before taking a look at his phone. 2 new texts from Ben. 

Benji<3: Good morning (Y/N)! Can't wait either!<3 ~sent 2h ago

Benji<3: I'm on my way now! I'll be there in about 10 Minutes! ~sent 5 minutes ago

He smiled, tucking his phone back away. "He's gonna be here soon. I better grab my stuff!" With that, he rushed upstairs, grabbing a jacket and his wallet. He quickly put on his shoes, before rushing back down. When he arrived at the door, Ben stood there talking to his mom. Ben looked up, hearing footsteps from the stairs and looked at (Y/N). He couldn't help but stare at him. "You look amazing (Y/N)." He smiled brightly after seeing the (younger/older) boy blush. "Thank you Ben. You look amazing yourself." He said with a meaningful tone. Ben wore some black jeans and a white button down. It wasn't anything special, but it looked special on Ben. "Alright kids go have fun on your date. And Ben?" He looked over at (y/m/n). "Have him home by nine. You both have school tomorrow." She smiled warmly. "Of course! I will have him home by nine." He said, smiling back at her. The two boys left the house in the direction of Ben’s car. The brown haired boy opened the door for the other, making him blush before getting in. Ben closed the door, shutting it. Ben wrapped around the car to the driver’s side area, opening it and getting seated. They both put on their seatbelt and Ben drove off. 

"Sooo.. where are we going Benji?" (Y/N) looked over at his date. "It’s going to be a surprise~" Ben's lips formed into a sly grin, the other pouting. "We'll be there shortly.” (Y/N) wasn't satisfied with that, but nodded in understanding. 

Not so long after, Ben pulled into the parking lot of their local art museum. (Y/N)'s eyes lit up. He almost jumped out of his seat. Ben chuckled before getting out himself and locking the car. He gently took the other’s hand, giving it a light squeeze. "I assume you like my idea of going here?" The (e/c) boy looked over. "Like it? I love it! Thank you Ben!" He pressed a kiss on Ben's cheek before dragging him off to the entrance. After Ben paid for their tickets, the (taller/shorter) male pulled Ben towards almost any art piece, telling him some fun facts about the pieces or their creators. While art wasn't Ben's favorite subject, he happily took in the information (Y/N) gave him. He found it cute how his eyes lit up at every art piece he liked.

The two of them had spent a few hours in the museum to the point of closing. The (younger/older)'s lips formed into a pout. "I don't want to leave yet.. I haven't seen every art piece!” Ben wrapped his arm around the others shoulders. "Don't be sad (Y/N). We can get back here as soon as possible okay?" He smiled warmly at the other, making his eyes sparkle again. "Really? Thank you Ben!" (Y/N) was quick to wrap his arms around the other tightly, pressing him close to his chest. Ben smiled, pressing the (younger/older) against him tightly. They stood there for a few minutes, before the (h/c) boy spoke again. "I want to show you my favorite place. I love to stargaze there, it’s a breathtaking view. Only if you want of course!" Ben nodded, taking the others hand again and leaving the museum. "Where is it?" He looked over. "Its not far from here, we can leave the car where it’s at. Its only about 10 minutes away." He smiled, walking into the direction of the beach. They made their way over to a small rock formation where (Y/N) stopped and began to climb up. Ben followed soon after and sat down beside the (taller/shorter). "It truly is an amazing spot. But not as amazing as you are (Y/N)." He tucked a strand of hair behind the others hair noticing the others cheeks blushing slightly. "Thank you Ben.. you are quite amazing yourself." (Y/N)'s lips formed into a shy smile, feeling extremely happy in the moment. He looked up, directly into Bens blue eyes. Ben, in turn gazed into (Y/N)’s eyes. Looking into the others breathtaking (e/c) sight, he felt himself getting lost in their appearance. 

They smiled at each other, slowly inching closer and closer. Ben's gaze drifted between the others eyes and lips, unsure if he'd be okay with a kiss. The (taller/shorter) boy noticed and instantly stole Ben’s opportunity. He placed his lips on the others, feeling sparks grow in his abdomen. He felt Ben giving in the sweet sensation of their lips touching, kissing him back softly. After they broke apart, they smiled shyly at each other, unsure of what to do or say. They didn't need to say anything. Both knew what they felt during the kiss and neither of them were willing to ignore it. They stayed there in comfortable silence for a few minutes, enjoying the others presence. That was, until the brown haired boy began to speak, drawing the others gaze away from the horizon in the sky. "I.. I really enjoyed our date. I honestly can't say if I ever felt like this for someone. I feel like I could do anything when you are near me. You feel like home to me (Y/N). Would you like to be my boyfriend?" The blue eyed boy's cheeks grew a heavy blush, nervously waiting for the others answer. "You feel like home to me to me too Ben. I would love to be your boyfriend." (Y/N) smiled softly, placing a hand on the others cheek, before they shared yet another sweet kiss. 

They stayed at the beach for another hour before they decided to head back to the car. They climbed back down, now leaving the place as official boyfriends. (Y/N) was happy, there was no doubt about that, but he couldn't deny the slight feeling of anxiety growing inside of him. What if Ben tried to hide their relationship? He couldn't handle being a secret boyfriend, he wanted to show the world they belonged to each other. Ben seemed to notice something being off. "Hey dove, what’s wrong?" Ben looked at his boyfriend, concern written all over his face. "Are you gonna hide me in school..?" The (h/c) boy didn't dare to look up, not even after they stopped in their tracks. "What? Of course not. Love, look at me." The (younger/older) slowly looked up, meeting those blue eyes he fell in love with. "I won't hide you anywhere. Not in school. Not in front of my parents. Sure you might be my first boyfriend but you make me the happiest boy in the world. Why would I hide my pretty sunshine?" He smiled, gently wiping away a tear that slid its way down the others face. "Thank you Ben." They shared yet another kiss before continuing on their way. 

Once they arrived at (Y/N)'s house, Ben was quick to walk his boyfriend up the porch. "See you tomorrow, little dove. Sleep well." He smiled warmly. "Good night sweetheart, sleep well." They kissed and Ben softly caressed the others cheek before he went back to his car. While the brown haired drove off, (Y/N) needed a few moments before he was ready to walk back inside. He went straight to his bedroom, he decidet to talk to his mom about the date tomorrow morning. He changed into something comfortable before laying down on his bed. Even though they said their good nights earlier, he felt the urge to text Ben one last thing. 

(Y/N): Good night Darling. Thank you for making me feel invincible. Sleep well<3

[becauseimswagman1]

What Are We? pt.4

A/N: We was all waiting for it...even me...

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This was the moment you were waiting for. The rom-com movie magic just worked in real life and for you. And you certainly couldn’t believe the man of your literal dreams was teasingly rubbing you through your panties.

Michael was thanking his lucky stars this was happening, you’re the woman he’s been waiting for, for two years.

He was mumbling the most thigh-clenching words in your ear, “You looked so fucking good in that dress earlier. I wanted to have you the moment I saw you in it.”

“Then why didn’t you bend me over and take me?”

He chuckled, “So, that’s what you like, huh?”

You stayed quiet, not wanting to admit that you like it a bit rough in bed. He’ll find that out in due time.

He smirked and chuckled again, applying a bit of pressure while still rubbing you, “Can I taste you, baby?”

He could honestly swallow you whole if he wanted to.

“Yes, please.”

That was all the confirmation he needed to kiss down your body and nip at the band of your panties, “Stop teasing~. Or I will gladly satisfy myself while you watch if you keep on.”

So you’re plenty confident during sexy time? Noted.

“Just wait a second baby. You’ll get all you deserve and more.”

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“Oooh fuck, right there… please, don’t stop.”

You don’t know where Michael learned to do all this shit with his tongue, but fuck were you glad he knew what he was doing.

“Hm? You said don’t stop?” he pulled away, switching from sucking your clit to flicking it at a slow pace with his thumb.

“Want me to make you cum, baby?”

You nodded.

“Use your words, baby girl. I wanna hear you release all those beautiful noises when I taste you okay? Let it out.”

He replaced his thumb with his tongue and put two fingers inside you, almost immediately finding that special spot.

You let out a breath, “Michael, faster. Please~”

He listened to you, going faster. Your back arched, the pleasure he was making you feel was too great.

You were getting close, fast. No man had ever made you feel this way before. You clenched around his fingers, signaling that you were almost at your peak.

He put his free hand on your stomach, slightly pressing down on it. You don’t know what it was for, but it made everything more intense.

“Fuck fuck fuck, I’m gonna cum.”

“Mhm, give it to me, baby. Mmm.” he moaned against you, creating a vibrating feeling on your clit.

“Ah, shit. I’m coming, I’m coming!”

He pulled away and quickly rubbed your clit with his thumb while two fingers were still pumping inside of you, “That’s right, baby. Lemme see that pretty pussy cum.”

He gradually slowed down, wanting you to ride out your high as long you can.

“Holy fuck, that felt so good.”

He took his fingers out and cleaned you up with his tongue then got up and took the rest of his clothes off.

“So you just be making girls cum like that all the time?”

He chuckled, “Not even. I haven’t had sex since before I met you.”

Your eyes widened, “What?” you were in disbelief, there’s no way, “Dude, really?”

Michael climbed back on the bed and got in between your legs, “Yeah. I knew I wanted you so I cut all the bullshit out so I could focus on getting you.” He put your legs on his shoulders and leaned over you, holding himself up with one arm, “And you’d think after making you cum, you’d stop calling me dude.”

Giggling, “I will never stop calling you dude or bruh. Even after you dick me down.”

He rubbed his dick up and down your slit, coating himself in your wetness, “That’s what I love about you. Never changing,” he slipped the tip in, “even for me… fuuckk…”

“Ooh, shit, it’s, uh, been a while for me too.”

He pushed in further, “It has? Take a deep breath for me, then, baby. It’ll get easier.”

You did as told and Michael being the sneaky bastard he is pushed the rest in.

He paused for a second, “Oh fuck.”

“Shit,” you adjusted after a moment, “You can move now Michael.”

He cleared his throat, “If I move, I’ll cum. I need a minute.”

You couldn’t help but let out a little giggle. “There’s no way you’re laughing and my dick is inside of you right now.”

You wrapped your arms around his neck, “My bad your shortcomings are coming into play.”

He pecked your lips, “You’re gonna regret saying that.”

With that statement, he started thrusting into you. Starting with slow, but deep strokes. Letting you feel him before he essentially fucks your entire world up with one fuck session.

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He said you were gonna regret saying that dumb shit and regret it you did.

Michael had your legs pushed together above his head, holding your ankles together with his hands, pounding the shit outta you.

“Oh fuck~...” You were surprised you could even get words out, no matter how short and sporadic they may be. He was fucking you so good. You can’t believe this is what you’d been missing out on.

“You feel me deep, baby? Hm? Answer me.” He gave you a moment to answer but was only met with senseless moaning and rambling. He let go of your legs with one hand, the other still holding your ankles, and smacked your ass, “Answer me.”

“Yes! Yes, you’re so fucking deep!”

“That’s my good girl.”

He let go of your legs for real this time then turned you onto your stomach. He pulled you up to your knees and entered you smoothly once more.

He gripped your waist and gave it to you just right. Michael thrust in you at a fast pace, hitting your spot nearly every time.

“You feel so good, baby. You hear that? All that noise she’s making for me?”

You could barely hold yourself up with your arms, so you buried your face into the pillows, but Michael wasn’t having that.

“And don’t go quiet now. I wanna hear every single little noise you make.” he gripped your shoulder and pulled you up so your back touched his chest and whispered in your ear, “Let them noises out, my love.”

The same hand that gripped your shoulder reached down and started to rub your clit and the other wrapped around your neck.

You clenched around him at the feeling of the hand on your neck. “You like my hand on your neck? Want me to choke my pretty baby?”

You couldn’t answer him, you were on the edge.

“Shiiit~ just like that Michael. Please please don’t stop. I’m so close.” “Again baby? You gonna cum for me again?” he rubbed your clit faster, “Come on. Let go, baby. Be my good girl and cum.”

The second orgasm felt harder and longer than the first. It was so intense that you collapsed onto the bed.

He leaned down, moved your hair off your forehead, then kissed it, “I’m not done with you.”

He chuckled at your sound of whining when he rolled you onto your back.

“I wanna see that pretty face when I cum.”

He got in between your legs and wrapped your legs around his waist then entered you again.

He laid on top of you, practically crushing you with his body, but it was comforting. You wrapped your arms around him, switching between his shoulders and back.

He started moving inside you, “I love you so much. I can’t put it into words just how much.”

Michael was having a hard time trying to make this last. All the emotions he had been trying to keep at bay were finally showing up.

His thrusts were long and deep, he was hitting your spot every single time.

The grip you had on him was getting tighter by the second, “Michael… please.”

Everything he had to say was right in your ear, “Please what, love?”

It’s like he could read your mind, “Want me to make you cum again? I can tell you’re close already. Let go whenever I’m right behind you.”

He started kissing your neck, going a little faster. It was just what you needed to come again. This time you were spent. You had tears in your eyes.

The sight of you coming undone for a third time had Michael right there, “Ooh fuck, I’m gonna cum.”

You rubbed his back and looked into his eyes with your teary ones, “Please cum for me, Michael.”

“Mm fuck fuck fuck. I’m coming.” he sat up and pulled out, stroking himself to completion, releasing on your stomach.

He laid beside you, facing you, staring at you for a minute, “You’re the woman of my dreams truly.”

As much as you wanted to say something cute back you had to get this off your chest, “Your cum face is really hot.”

The two of you burst out laughing.

“You could’ve said something sweet back! You jumped right into that nasty shit.”

“Shut uppp. I had to say it. It was really hot. Now say thank you.”

He rolled his eyes at you, “Thank you, my gorgeous gorgeous girl.”

You yawned, super tired after the strenuous activities, “Is my baby tired?”

You sat up, trying to get up but your legs were protesting, “Yes she is but she has to get cleaned up.”

Michael pushed you back down and brought you into his chest, “I’ll clean us up later. You get some sleep.”

You were too tired to fight him, “Fine. I love you, Michael. More than words can express.”

He kissed your forehead, “I love you too.”

As you drifted to sleep, he stared at you for a little bit. Truly wanting your face to be the last thing he looks at before he goes to bed.

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Strawberry Milkshakes

Paxton Hall-Yoshida x Reader -  House parties turned into late night drives. [1.3KWords]

The house shook, its walls were trembling as music bounced off every surface. The dwelling was too small for all these teenagers to mingle in, but its foundation stayed strong as people continued to stomp all over its hardwood floors. The home never wavered as it weathered the storm of spilled drinks and drunken make out sessions. Everything was loud, and strangely dark with only small pockets of light creating pathways. You absent-mindedly drummed your fingers to the beat of music, the tips of your figures sticky from your beer. 

This wasn’t your first rodeo. You’ve been to plenty of house parties before. You usually enjoyed these type of events, finding enjoyment in the lightshows and the friendly catchup sessions with old classmates, but this one was different. The overwhelming sense of crowd made you feel so small yet so big. It felt as if even a minor misstep into the wrong direction could create irreversible mayhem but it also felt like that you were just a spec of dust to these other high schoolers. It was an odd feeling. And you hated it. 

Paxton had his arm wrapped around your waist, and another holding a red solo cup. The teen was trying his best to listen to Trent’s latest entrepreneurial scheme but it was hard to stay focused when his concern for you was coursing through his veins. He could feel your skin grow tackier and your muscles beginning to jitter. Paxton had decided then and there that enough was enough. 

The call of your name snapped you out of your trance. You turn towards your boyfriend, confusion lacing your features. Had you missed something he said? 

“You there, Bun?” Paxton asked again. “We can go home if you want.” He had abandoned his spiked drink and the rest of his best friends story entirely. His eyes pierced through your graze, making your heart skip a beat. 

“Oh, I wouldn’t want to ruin your fun. I’m fine.” You reassured, taking another sip of your drink. The brew did little to calm your nerves. Usually you’d be a blushing mess of a person hearing your boyfriend – the Paxton Hall-Yoshida – call you by that nickname. But the smog of the room was beginning to become suffocating and you had lost the ability to say much more than your words of half-hearted optimism. 

“Nuh uh, c’mon we’re getting you out of here” Paxton declared. His arm swooped fully around your body, supporting your back as he guided your stiffened stance out the door. 

The fall winds caused goosebumps on your skin when you met it outside. The distance between the house and Paxton’s Jeep was a short one, but your dizzy state left you incredibly slow. Paxton was patient though, continuing to guide you through your journey to the car despite the sloth-like pace, whispering soft words of ‘Don’t worry take your time’ and ‘It’s okay, I’ve got you’. Once you reached the safety of the Jeep you let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding. You felt a hand on your forehead as the teen took in your current condition. You let Paxton tuck your sweat soaked hair behind your ear and dab your cheeks with some left over takeaway napkins that he kept handy. 

Although Paxton was worried sick about your sudden panic at the party, he couldn’t help but muse at how beautiful you looked. The scrunched fabric of your top did wonders for you, especially as the white fabric clung to your skin. Not to mention the silk of your black skirt, and how it draped over your tired legs. Oh God.

“My eyes are up here, Yoshida.” You teased, gaining back some of your energy. “Although, I never get tired of how you look at me.” 

Paxton's laugh was music to your ears, a spell that made you fall harder every time.  

“I’m sorry. You’re just burning up and those long sleeves can’t be helping.” He replied while disregarding his growing blush. “I know what will help though.” Paxton looked at you suggestively with his eyebrow raised and an arm reaching towards you. 

You gave him a questioning look back, unsure of what type of funny business he was about to perform next. 

“A late night drive with all the windows down and singing to the Jonas Brothers songs all the way to Foster Freeze for milkshakes.” Paxton shot you a wide smile as he closed the gap between the two of you to roll down your passenger side window. The two of you were practically nose to nose now, his lips seconds away from yours. “Your favourite activity.” He stated knowing exactly what this proximity is doing to you. 

Your throat bobbed as you swallowed the unexpected lump that had appeared. Before you had a chance to act upon the situation, Paxton quickly pulled away.

Within moments the Jeep began to roll down the streets of San Fernando Valley. The tunes of your favourite childhood boyband filled the air as a hurricane of brisk evening winds and traffic lights filled your senses. Though even the cold gush of wind wasn’t enough to cool you down from that heightened moment, the mental image of your boyfriend’s lips permanently seared into your mind. 

Foster Freeze had the best strawberry milkshakes. And though Paxton would typically argue for team chocolate, even he had to admit that the strawberry milkshakes from the dinner was something other-worldly. As he pulled the vehicle into park, he decided to push your buttons further. Just a little bit. “Okay, what would you like Bun?” He asked, giving you his signature dreamy eyes. 

“Just a large strawberry milkshake.” You requested, giving him a doe-eyed look in return. 

With a light nod, Paxton began to make his way out the car without another word. And just as he had predicted, the second his hand reached the handle, he heard a audible protest from your pretty mouth. It was quiet, but unmistakable and it made Paxton’s gut do summersaults. 

You couldn’t see it, but the grin that grew on Paxton’s face was shit-eating. “Are you forgetting something?” You asked innocently, not wanting to admit the yearn you had for a kiss. Your boyfriend always kissed you before he left anywhere, no matter whether it was for five minutes or five hours. Paxton never left you empty handed. 

“Oh right,” He replied. Turning back to fumble with the middle compartment before fishing out his wallet. “Almost forgot, thanks! You’re so thoughtful (Y/N).” He began his exit again before feeling the soft tug of his t-shirt. 

“I think you’re forgetting something else.” Your advised, your voice so delicate that it almost made Paxton’s heart burst. 

He couldn’t help it anymore. The teen turned around once more, his hands landing familiarly on the side of your face, placing your lips right into the crevice of his own. You tasted like left over booze and candy lip-gloss. Paxton felt you relax in his touch, your wandering hands finding the hem of his jeans. This made him smile into your kiss, making the touch breathy. 

“So just a strawberry milkshake?” Paxton asked pulling away and returning your ability to breathe. 

It was your turn to nod lightly now, your kiss-stained lips turning into a teethy smile. “And a large fries please.” You added, finally allowing him to run into the diner before it closed. 

You admired Paxton’s figure as you watched him exit the car and walk towards the restaurant, his figure getting smaller as the distance between the two of you grew. He waved at you half-way, offering his patented teenage heartthrob grin. You smiled back, your mouth still burning from the kiss he left you with. Even from a distance you can see the mischief within his eyes as he continued walking backwards. It was if he was  asking you, ‘Are sure you don’t want anything else?’ 

And you did want one more thing, Paxton knew that. But that’s a different dessert that you’re gonna save for another late night drive.

[wxshing-aep]

Hiii, I saw ur request post!! could you maybe

write some dating Ethan morales hcs??💖

Dating Ethan Morales Would Include

pairing: ethan morales x reader (all characters are 18+) AN: this will be dating college!ethan cause i thought it'd be more interesting, also didn't proofread this warnings: swearing, gets nsfw in the second half so 18+ (minors dni)

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you met ethan when you were assigned to tutor him cause he was failing calc. you originally found him to be pretty obnoxious and got tired of his overly nonchalant attitude which culminated in you yelling at him about how he needs to start trying or he's gonna get kicked out. he made no move to respond to your angry rant and just stared back at you with wide eyes and blown out pupils. "what?" you question. "sorry, you're kinda really fucking hot when you're mad"

one of your study sessions ended with him pulling you onto his lap while you made out and his hands roamed your body

he got a little nervous asking you out on a real date even though you've already made out multiple times. he was a bit worried that you'd reject him. he wasn't sure if you'd want a serious relationship with him since he's got a bit of a womanizer reputation. (spoiler alert: you said yes)

his grades got a lot better once he actually started trying because he loved seeing how excited you'd get for him when he showed you a good grade that he got on a test

ethan's love language is definitely physical touch. he needs his hands on you at all times, normally around your waist or resting on your thigh. he's constantly drawing little shapes on whatever part of your bare skin he has access to. most of the time he doesn't even realize he's doing it

you go on a lot of late night drives that may or may not end with the two of you in the backseat of ethan's car

he loves when you wear his clothes but still consistently accuses you of robbing him. "wearing my jacket again, you little thief" "oh, did you want it ba-" "no"

he is your own personal hype-man, there is no shortage of compliments coming from him

"see you later, gorgeous", "damn, my girl looks sexy", "my girlfriend is the most beautiful person on the planet"

he lets you braid his hair when you're bored

he'll match his nail color to yours but will never admit that he did it on purpose and always insist that it was a coincidence

he gets very jealous, but will deny it if you call him out. you were once at a party very innocently talking to a male friend from your psych seminar about how hard your recent test was before ethan walked over to your conversation.

"oh hey, jack, this is my boyfriend ethan" you introduce him, "ethan, this is-" "yea, don't care" ethan interrupts before pulling you by the waist into a searing kiss until jack had left. "there's no reason to be jealous you know? he's just a friend" "i'm not jealous, but that loser was definitely eye-fucking you" "he was not eye-" "let's go make out"

ethan is very distracting when you're trying to study or do any homework

"baaaaaabe, i'm bored", he whines. "m'sorry but I really have to do this research paper" you respond. "or", he starts, closing the book in your hands and tossing it to the side of your bed, "you can take a much needed break and do me instead"

his friends call him whipped bc of how obsessed with you he is and he doesn't give a fuck cause he is in fact obsessed with you

he lets you color in his tattoos

he definitely tries to teach you how to skateboard and holds both your hands if you're too scared to let go of him

he got you a necklace with his initial on it and has a ring with your initial on it

nsfw 18+

that man definitely knows what he's doing in the bedroom cause, let's face it, he was a bit of a whore in the past

you guys have a lot of sex, like a lot of sex to the point where you might have gotten a few noise complaint's from the people that live next to your dorm room

he's a capital M Munch. ethan loves eating pussy, like he definitely does it for his own enjoyment. he could spend hours in between your thighs and any moans or whimpers coming from you just egg him on even more

ethan was so turned on when you agreed to sit on his face

"your face is pretty", you complimented him. "yea? you should sit on it" oh. "like sit on it sit on it?" "sit. on. it." "but what if I like suffocate you or something" "you won't, and if you did i'd die happy" so you did and holy shit does that boy know how to use his mouth. he wouldn't stop till you came on his face multiple times and your legs are shaking around his head

he keeps his hair long cause he likes when you tug on it while he's eating you out. it turns him on so much that he has to actively try not to cum in his pants while he's going down on you

ethan is very vocal, he's not afraid to let you know that he's enjoying it. he whimpers for sure. while he's definitely a giver he loves when you have your mouth on him. his mind goes fuzzy when you're blowing him, moaning your name, shaking under you

he's a bit of a sub and loves when you boss him around. ethan absolutely loses his mind when you choke him while you're riding him. he just loves seeing you on top of him, telling him what to do, using him for your own pleasure. he'll beg, especially if you're edging him

"baby fuck please i need it, i'll be your good boy i promise"

jealous!ethan is definitely more dominant though. "right there baby? look how wet you are for me. he can't fuck you like i can hmm? want you to cum on my dick like a good girl"

this man cannot hide when he's horny. he immediately gets super handsy and will be whisking you off to the nearest bathroom

he loves your boobs. holding them, sucking on your nipples, cumming on them if you're cool with that. your chest is rarely not covered in hickies.

you're obsessed with ethan's hands and he knows it. he knows how to use them and has no problem sneaking them into you under the table on a date night, only to remove his hands from you right before you finish and make a point of sucking the fingers that had just been inside you clean while holding eye contact with you and letting a smug look take over his face

he has a praise kink and definitely responds with "yes ma'am" when you boss him around. he's gotten turned on when you guys are arguing before, there's just something about you yelling at him that goes straight to his dick

if you wear a sundress, oh it's over for him. he'll have you bent over the nearest surface in seconds and the dress stays on.

[joskyoung]

the amount of ben gross fanfics there AREN’T is disgusting and i’ll be waiting for u all to write them. thanks.