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“You’re beautiful.” (BIANCA DEL RIO/ROY HAYLOCK X READER)

IN WHICH, Roy finds you struggling to put your jeans on.

I’m back with another Bianca short fic. I saw these pictures and immediately thought of a story, I just had to write it.

Trigger warnings: none.

Not proof read

You struggle trying to fit into your jeans. The same jeans you have been wearing since high-school.

Roy watched you jump around your bedroom, this was the first time this had happened and was causing you a lot of trouble.

Roy finally made his presence known by kissing his teeth and walking toward you with a worried expression on his face. "Are you okay, sweetheart?"

Looking up at him, he was topless and wearing a pair of joggers and socks. With sweat on your forehead, you shook your head as Roy wraps you in his embrace. "My jeans don't fit me anymore."

"That doesn't matter, my love." He knelt down to your level, taking your hands with his and leaving soft kisses on your knuckles. "Jeans shrink."

"Or maybe I'm just too fat." Being abruptly cut off from your boyfriend.

"Nonsense!" He almost couldn't believe what came out of you mouth, almost as if you insulted him. "You're not fat, don't ever think of yourself as that."

"These jeans were okay last week, maybe I shouldn't have eaten so much at the buffet." You continue to ramble. Roy sensed that this was putting a strain on you, he gestures you to stand up.

He carefully removes your jeans in accordance with his instruction and tosses them to the side before gazing up at you with sparkling eyes.

Between those large doe eyes, there were always words, something sacred. A language that only the two of you can understand.

He whispered, "You're beautiful, Y/N," and his hands ran up your thighs. He gave you a second look before kissing your right leg and the other one shortly after.

His lips left a sensation, a feeling that only he could affect.

"I love you." He said with such care, traveling his mouth upwards and trailing them underneath the lining of your underwear. "You're the most breathtaking being I've ever laid my eyes upon."

As he looked up at you with such mercy, you let out a chuckle and placed your hand just on his right cheek. You're lying." 

"When have I ever lied to you?" He puts his hand on top of mine, leaning onto my palm.

"Not even Ryan Reynolds?" You asked, he shook his head and kisses your palm.

"Don't be too cocky, darling." He says, making you lightly nudge him with your foot. He laughs, you laughed with him.

The insignificant things he does make you want to  fall in love with him all over again.

"I'm just kidding. You are beyond anything Ryan Reynolds can match." He slowly rises from the floor, holding the sides of your shirt before lifting them up slightly.

You raised your arms to make access easier, giving his actions your consent. Roy looks you up and down with his mouth slightly agape. "I still can't get over how good you look."

"We've been dating for 6 years, love." With a cheesy smile trying to get on your lips, you reminded.

"Doesn't mean I can't appreciate you." He shook his head and pulled you in closer, rubbing circles on your hips. He gave you a beaming smile as you felt your noses rub against one another.

His teeth were so perfect, you are always left speechless whenever he does. He'd even have to shake you back to reality at times, you loved his smile that much.

"You're so beautiful." He wanders along your waist's faded stretch marks.

"Stop." You say, feeling your face get hotter from everything he was doing. "You're making me embarrassed."

"You shouldn't be." He responded quickly, giving a peck on my lips before he knelt down lightly to leave kisses on your shoulders.

His hands roamed around your body, softly running his fingers through the soft fabric of your bra. "Your legs, waist, tummy, breasts..."

With that word, you hear your hook clasp open.  "...Is everything a man could ask for." He whispered.

A smirk dancing on your boyfriend's face, you were quick to catch the bra, placing your arms around your chest.

The cold air hits your body, immediately getting replaced by Roy's fleeting touches. He was so gentle, he holds you as if you were a vase.

Not once letting a scratch on you.

"Have I made you nervous?" He asked, his breath hitting you ear causing chills to run over your body. You hesitantly nodded, an amused smile plastered on his face as he places a finger underneath your chin. "We've been dating for 6 years."

He mocks you, blushing at his words he leaves a kiss on your forehead, signaling you to look up at his hazel eyes.

"What are you doing?" You ask, your face flustered as you nibble on your lip. He smiles brightly, running his thumb on your bottom lip before getting a hold of both your arms.

He slowly pulled your arms away from your bra and separated them. As it slowly fell off your shoulders, he watched as your fully round breast broke free, causing you to shiver once more.

You looked down, blushing at what he's doing. He kisses his teeth, bringing your face up.

"Look at me." You respond with a nod. He gave your boobs a light squeeze, which made you yell, and you could feel his hand riding up your waist.  "You're so beautiful, I don't know why you're with me," a chuckle left his lips.

"You say that as if it's a bad thing. You're more than enough for me." You assure, he was so good at showing you affection you'd sometimes forget to do it in return. "I should be the one asking why you're still with me. I could barely get through a week without you having to comfort me with something.

He laughs at that, cupping your face and pulling you closer. "You're perfect. Perfect to me." Your breast pressed against his upper stomach, his warmth comforting you.

"You think so?" You asked, ecstatic over his words.

"I believe that we both deserve each other, "He gives your cheek a light squeeze as he pecks at your lips. "However, that does not mean that I will not devote the remainder of my life showing my love for you.'

"When did you become such a romantic?" You asked, letting him lean your foreheads together.

"Since the day I met you, my love." He says, cheekily letting his hands roam around your body. He loved doing that, he loved memorizing you.

He was intimately familiar with each and every mole, stretch mark, and scar you had in your body.

"Have I told you that you looked beautiful today?" He asked, which made you laugh.

"Yes, a number of times." He smiles and kisses your temple.

"I don't tell you enough then."

You were so in love with Roy. Everything about you and him just made sense, like two magnets that were bound to stick together.

He was your rock, your moon and stars. Not a day goes by without him, and he'll be in your life for the rest of it.

"How did I get so lucky?" You breathe out by accident, Roy catching your eyes and kissing you once again.

"How did I get so lucky?" He asked himself as well, leaning down to leave yet another kiss. It's absurd at how silly you get when he kisses you, like you're being lifted 5 feet in the air.

"You're beautiful, Y/N." He says again, for the 6th time today.

And you feel beautiful whenever he looks at you, you really do.

"I love you, Roy." Simplest words yet held so much power, it's what kept you to tied for the longest. "I'm falling in love with you everyday."

"As I am with you." He pulls away, walking towards the bathroom and exiting not long after. He walks towards his side of the closet, grabbing a pair of joggers and a shirt. "Here. Wear this."

He settles them on the foot of the bed, holding my hand as he lead us outside of the bathroom.

"I love wearing your clothes." You admit. "They make me feel like you're hugging me all the time."

"Don't I already do that?" Roy asked, raising his brows as he took a tanktop from his dresser, putting them on and pulling you closer to him.

It's hard to keep the two of you separate, you learned that the hard way. "I meant when you're out on tour, I use to sleep in our closet just to smell you."

"I must make up for lost time then." He pecks your lips before pulling away and grabbing your jeans. "I ran you a bath, keep yourself relaxed and I'll be right there to join you."

Looking through the slightly crooked door, your heart warmed at the lit candles and rose petals floating just above the water.

"Thank you." You tiptoed to kiss him passionately on the lips, which he gladly reciprocated. Sensing that we were getting lost on track he pulled away.

"As much as I'd love to do that right now, you need to relax." He says, looking towards the bathroom.

"Why don't you come with me?" Your arms were wrapped around his neck.

"I will, but I'm gonna need you to just sit there and look pretty, mkay?" He points at the tub "Now if you'll excuse me, I'll have to fix these first please." He raised your jeans, giving you one last peck before leaving.

A smile was on your face as he exits the bedroom and wandered off to his office, the same place where he sews his dresses and clothes.

"I love you!" He yelled. A laugh escaping your lips as you got in the tub.

You really were the luckiest woman alive.

[eddiesxangel]

Noisy Neighbours | E.M

Summary: Eddie has no idea what he’s getting into with the two new girls next door.

An: HAPPY PRIDE 🏳️‍🌈 this is my first fic like this so im hoping you’ll like it! Today is my birthday and I wanted to do this as my little gay gift to you! And shout out to @xxbimbobunnyxx for listening to my deranged horny thots throughout writing this 😘💋

Cw: f!reader x f!readers girlfriend x Eddie. Reader and of gf are bi/pan/ whatever you want them to be. Threesome, oral ( fxf + fxm) fingering, , 69ning, ass play ,p in v.

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Eddie felt a surge of frustration and disappointment when he learned about the impending arrival of new neighbours that would be moving in directly beside his apartment. Despite the several vacancies in the building, the landlord, Gerry, opted to place the new tenants next to Eddie. This decision left Eddie contemplating whether Gerry held a personal grudge against him, possibly due to his occasional late-night guitar solos that may have disturbed the peace of the building.

Eddie had grown accustomed to the absence of tantalizing food aromas wafting from his neighbour's kitchen and the absence of music that he imagined others endured. He found solace in the cozy life he had built for himself in apartment 3A. However, the impending arrival of new occupants in 3B threatened to disrupt the tranquillity he had carefully cultivated.

Eddie changed his tune the second he got wind of who his new neighbours would be. When he had seen the moving truck out front through his window, his eyes almost popped out of his head. Eddie watched and waited as one of the hottest girls he’d ever seen get out of the driver's seat; he soon learned her name was Sabrina. He continued to watch, his eyes begging him to blink but he couldn’t move as he watched you hop out. You had giggled at something at what the bombshell blonde said. His jaw hung open, and his tongue almost hit the floor like a cartoon character as he ogled you as well. The set of you sure was a sight for soar eyes. What karma Eddie had was finally coming for him, and he was so grateful.

Eddie felt he had to introduce himself, it was a neighbourly thing to do.

After two days, he worked up the courage to knock on the door of 3B.

“You expecting someone?” Your girlfriend pops her head up curiously. You’re both cuddling on the couch, exhausted from unpacking.

“Nope,” you emphasize the p sound.

She shuffled up and opened the door. “Oh, hello,” you could hear the smirk in her voice, and your morbid curiosity took over, needing to see who stood on the other side.

“H-Hi,” you hear a deep voice. "I'm Eddie.” He sounded hot. You quickly get up off the couch and make your way to where Sabrina stood.

“Who’s this?” You caught sight of the man before you and gave a small smile.

“This is Eddie; he lives next door.” You grab onto your girlfriend’s waist as she speaks.

“Hi Eddie, it’s nice to meet you.” You smile genuinely.

“Pleasure is all mine.” His eyes scan your body; you’re in tiny sleep shorts and a baby tee with no bra.

“Do you want to come in? I think we have something to drink around here.” Sabrina offers.

“Oh no, I can’t impose, I-uh… just wanted to come to say hi, but another night when you’re settled.” Eddie is trying so hard not to stare at both sets of tits laid out for him. The fabrics of your shirts were so thin he could see each of your nipples. And he can tell the AC is working, to his pleasure.

“Okay, Eddie, it was nice meeting you.” You both smile and shut the door.

The second the door closed, you both gave one another a knowing look. He's hot.

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You run into Eddie sometimes on the elevator, but you still haven’t had time to coordinate a time to have that drink.

Eddie will see you leaving and Sabrina coming, or vice versa. He figured it was a pretty sweet deal for you two to set up, each having your own space but maintaining a good friendship.

You’re both quiet and listen to decent music. At least one of you is seemingly an amazing cook because the food smells delicious each time.

He hasn’t thought much of how touchy the two of you were when he first met you. He was too focused on not getting a stiffy while meeting the both of you for the first time. He scolded himself for turning down Sabrina‘s offer for a drink, but he didn’t think he could conceal the ever-growing issue in his sweats.

It’s been a month since you and your girlfriend, Sabrina, just moved into your new apartment. It wasn’t much to boast about; sure, the wallpaper was ugly-but the rent was cheap, and so far, you haven’t seen any critters crawling around, so that was a huge plus.

You wished your schedules were more aligned, but with Sabrina’s new job and yours, life had gotten a little hectic. You’d hardly seen one another until tonight.

Tonight, you both ensured one another that it was date night. You haven’t had the chance to spend quality time with one another since you moved in, but that changes tonight. You will wine and dine and get that much-needed time together…

Sabrina and you are stumbling over your heels, trying to balance yourselves as you make your way through your front door without trying to break the kiss. It’s hot, it’s needy, and god, you missed her like this.

Her long, soft hair is tangled through your fingers as you pull her into you for more. You don't want to mess it up because she looked so pretty and spent so much time on it but that went to the wayside when she let out a soft moan.

You can feel Sabrina’s emerald green slip dress rub between your fingers as you grip her by the hip. This dress has been teasing you all night, and you can't wait to get it off of her.

Your lipsticks are smudged, but none of that matters because they’ve created a beautiful new pink colour on both of you.

Stumbling through the hallway to your shared bedroom, you land on the bed with a squeal as your girlfriend crawls on top of you.

“Oh, baby!” You let a moan a little louder than usual; you and some cocktails were starting to take effect- not that you needed alcohol to loosen up, but it definitely made you more vocal in the bedroom.

Her perfectly manicured hands trailed up your inner thighs and under your mini skirt, brushing over your bare cunt.

“No panties?” She whispered. “Naughty girl, hiding this from me all night.”

“Baby, please, I want you so bad.”

“Don’t worry, pretty girl, I’ll take care of you.” She sinks down, her glossy wet lips make contact with your pussy and you let out a cry of pleasure.

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Just as Eddie is ready to fall asleep, he hears a sharp squeal through the paper-thin walls of his bedroom.

Maybe she saw a spider? He almost called out to see if you're okay, but-

“Oh, baby!”

Ok, maybe not a spider…

A pang of jealousy shoots through Eddie's chest. He wanted to be with the one to be on the other side of his wall. It didn’t matter what roommate it was; he wanted both of you.

Eddie listened and waited to see if he would hear anything more, but it was silent for a few minutes. Maybe Eddie was hearing things?

“Your pretty little clit is so puffy, begging for me to suck on it.”

“Baby, please stop teasing!

Nope, he heard right.

Eddie can’t help his curiosity. He presses his ear up against the wall to listen.

“Yeah, baby, just like that! Such a good girl f’me- OH YES!”

No way this was happening right now? No way he had the two hottest neighbours on the planet, and they were fucking?

"Sabrina!"—"Good girl, y/n say my name.”

Yes. That was 100% what was happening on the other side of the wall.

Both you and your girlfriend’s filthy words and moans fill Eddie's silent room, and he can’t help but touch himself. It was impossible to not be turned on. He can picture the both of you, how one is spread out under the other- Or maybe one of you has their ass in the air and is getting eaten out from behind? Or maybe you’re pussy's are rubbing together?

The sounds mixed with the images Eddie is mustering up in his own head have him whimpering and moaning. No longer aware of the fact that since he can hear you, you can hear him, he gets lost in it as he fucks his fist.

Eddie’s moans fill your bedroom as you’re about to go down in Sabrina. She’s on all fours facing the wall where Eddie’s bed lays on the other side. She quickly crawls up closer to get a better listen.

You follow suit and kneel beside her. “He’s so hot I want him to fuck us,” you pout.

Sabrina turns to you with a mischievous grin on her face, and you can’t help but lean into her touch. She starts twirling a piece of your hair. “Oh, my baby wants that pretty boy next door? I’ll get him for you; good girls always get what they want.”

“I'LL DO IT,” Eddie immediately blurts out, not realizing you don’t know he can hear you.

“What the?” You gasp.

“Eddie?” Sabrina taps on the wall like she knocking on a door.

“Yeah,” he answered, and you giggle.

“You naughty boy, have you been spying on us?” You giggle again.

But there was no answer. You wait a few more seconds before repeating his name, but you’re both startled when you hear a knock on your front door.

You both quickly get off the bed, not bothering to put on clothes and look through the peephole to ensure it’s him.

He stood in the hallway in only his boxers hands in front of his boner, as if that would do any good at hiding it.

Sabrina opens the door and you quickly grab him and pulls him inside before he could say anything and before anyone else could see you.

“Holy shit” his bold brown eyes go wide when he sees the pair of you standing there naked in front of him.

“Did you like listening to us?” You ask.

“Yeah,” he nods his head dumbly.

“I bet you did. You’re so nice and hard.” You both look down at his cock strained against his boxers.

“You wanna play with us, Eddie?” You ask with your voice, which is so silky and sweet. Stepping towards him, your fingers trace their way down his arm moving it from where his hands cup his cock so you can graze it yourself.

“Fuck yeah” he pants.

“Come” Sabrina takes his hand and you take the other and you both lead him to your shared bedroom.

I can’t believe this is happening Eddie thought.

“Better believe it, big boy”

Oh shit, Eddie didn’t think he said that out loud.

Eddie falls on the bed and watches as you and your girlfriend crawl up into the bed and hover over top of him.

“Like two goddamn succubus,” he lets out, and you and Brina can’t help but giggle.

“Oh, this is going to be fun.” Your girlfriend looks to you.

You lean in to give her a kiss as Eddie watches from below. His cock still growing by the second; it was like he was watching a live prono.

Nerves suddenly flooded Eddie. What was he allowed to do and not do? Would he get to fuck either of you? Maybe just one? Maybe none? Maybe you’ll only make him watch. Not that he minded, but go, he needed to fuck at least one of you.

“I think we’ve teased Eddie long enough.” She spoke as her hand grazed up Eddie’s cock.

“I’m sure he’s more than ready for us, don’t you think?” you counter.

Eddie lay there propped up on your pillows, too stunned to speak. He didn’t even know where to start. His mouth was getting dry and he did not want to fuck this up.

“What do you?-what can I?” His hands pointed between the two of you.

“You can do whatever you want to use, Eddie.” Brina took a loose tendril of Eddie’s hair and twirled it around her finger like she did with you; all the while, you were starting to remove his checkered boxers from his hips.

“R-really?”

“Tell us what you want, sugar.” She purrs.

“I wa- I want to fuck you both.”

“Oh, tell us more” You plant a kiss on his upper thigh, moving towards his hard cock, which is painfully being neglected.

“I want to watch you fuck each other.”

“Mmmmm, that’s so hot.” Brina moaned before moving down to where you are and taking Eddie’s cock in her light grasp.

You make your way up Eddie’s body by kissing him inch by inch until your lips are latched on Eddie’s neck.

“Holy shit, I can’t believe this is happening.” Eddie whimpered.

“Want to taste this pussy, make sure it is real?”

“Please” he sighs.

You hear Brina moan around Eddie’s cock at your words.

It’s been a while since you had a cock in your mouth, and you wished you were the first one who got to go down on him, but the thought of sitting on Eddie’s face while your girl was swallowing him was too hot to pass up.

“Look at these nice big balls; I bet they’re filled with so much cum, just for us,” you hear her moan.

“Fuck me, you’re so hot,” Eddie brushes Sabrina’s hair out of her face.

You turn your body to face her so you can watch while you perch yourself right atop Eddie’s face.

“Yes, yes, come sit on my face,” you feel his big strong hands grip your hips and pull you down so your pussy lips meet his mouth.

“Oh fuck!” You laugh as the rough stubble of his face brushes the inside of your thighs.

Eddie wanted to waste no time. He needed to prove to you that choosing him was the right decision, and he needed to prove himself so you guys would let him play again; with much thought, he drags his tongue, moving through your folds to your clit, tasting every inch of you.

A loud moan left your throat as you looked down at your girl smiling up at you.

“He that good, baby?” Brina asks as she begins to jerk Eddie off with her hand.

“Oh yes, baby.” You grind your hips into his mouth, and Eddie smacks your ass before grabbing a handful of it.

“Oh!” You let out an excited squeal.

“Oh, you like a princess?” Eddie mumbled into your pussy.”

“Mmmph, yes, Eddie,” You were already so worked up by the situation you were already about to cum.

“Come on, Eddie, make my girl cum, and we will let you fuck us both.”

That piqued Eddie’s interest as he continued to flick his hot wet tongue over your clit while slowly sticking a finger up your dripping hole.

“Oh fuck!” You fall a little bit forward on your hands, your pussy in Eddie’s face, and your ass up in the air.

"Tastes so fucking good."

“Fuck that’s so hot"

You nod in agreement, unable to form words.

With Eddie's cock so close to your mouth, you can't help yourself but take it in your hand and bring it to your lips.

"fuck me, that is so good," Eddie speaks as your mouth finds his tip and Sabrina licks his balls.

Eddie needed to make you cum now, or else he wouldn't have the chance to fuck either of you if the two of your kept it up like this.

His long, thick fingers worked inside of you, hitting your g spot perfectly.

"Don't stop" You pop off his dick, drool dripping down your chin as your cry out.

"He making you feel good, baby?"

"Yes!" You shake as your orgasm hits you.

Eddie doesn't stop until Sabrina pulls his face away from your pussy.

"Let me taste." She moves his head to face her and kisses Eddie while you collect yourself.

"You taste so good, baby." She pulls away and leans into you, "Want to see?" You nod your head dumbly as she leans in to kiss you, sticking her tongue in your mouth.

Her soft lips pull away, and you whine at the disconnect.

"Wanna show Eddie how we play together?"

"Mmm, yes," you nod enthusiastically.

Quickly, Eddie moves to the end of the bed and steps off so Sabrina can take his place. She lays out for you, legs spread wide, showing you just how turned on she is. Her pink pussy is glistening, just begging for attention.

"Oh, baby, you're so wet for me" You lay down in front of her with your legs propped up to show Eddie your ass.

You slowly kiss up her inner thighs, teasing and biting at her skin until you reach the apex. You kiss around her pussy lips until she's grinding and begging for you to touch her.

"Baby, baby, baby." She begs until you give in. Placing your lips onto her clit and giving it a kiss before you poke your tongue out to finally run it along your girlfriend's sweet pussy.

The view in front of Eddie was enough to make him cum on the spot. He needed to stop stroking himself, or else he would be finishing before he even got started.

He was so tempted to fuck you right now. It would be so easy to slip his cock inside your pussy that was perched on display for him, but he also needed to commit this picture to memory. Nothing would ever let him forget this moment. Watching you go down on your girl and having her cry out from the pleasure you were giving her. Your skills are so good that her hips won't stay still on the bed. You need to hold her down as your fingers enter her weeping pussy. The lewd, wet sounds filled the room, along with Eddie's heavy breaths trying to hold back. His cock was so hard it was edging on the point of pain.

"Fuck I'm going to cum! I'm going to cum." She screamed.

"Fuking cum for her," Eddie growled.

The command was so hot it made you moan into her making her cum instantly.

"Good job, baby," you praised. You crawled back up to kiss her lips, and Eddie couldn't take it anymore. He needed to feel his release.

"Can I?" He looks at the both of you with those gorgeous puppy dog eyes.

"I think he's been a good boy; he deserves a treat. What do you think?" You ask.

"Oh, he's been a very good boy." She smiles back and moves to get a condom from the drawer.

"You guys just leave those around?" Eddie chuckles in disbeliefe.

"Never know when your hot neighbour will agree to have a threesome." You pull him into a kiss. His lips are so soft and supple that another rush of arousal courses through you as his hands roam your body. He pulls away to kiss down your neck to your breast, taking a perked nipple into his mouth while he grasps the other one in his large hand.

"Her tits are perfect, aren't they?" Sabrina hands Eddie the condom.

Eddie's tongue flicks off your nipple deliciously before he moves to answer.

"Can you fuck us now?"

"Yes!" Eddie said a bit too enthusiastically, but it was endearing.

"How do you want us?"

"Doggy," he points to you, "on top." He points to Brina.

You enthusiastically turn around in anticipation of his thick hard cock stretching out out.

"Fucking perfect." Eddie rolls the condom on, but before he gets to you, he watches as Sabrina makes her way closer to you.

"You know this is her favourite position because she loves a finger up her ass." She smirks, and a rush of arousal flooods your pussy once again. You hear her spit drip from her lips, and a warm wet liquid runs down your ass to your hole before you feel her tongue flick your small hole.

"Fuuuuuuuuuuuck," Eddie grounded, letting his head fall back, not knowing he could get any more turned on.

"Your turn, big boy"

Eddie walks to the edge of the bed; your pussy is at the perfect height, so he runs his cock up and down your folds collecting all of your slick so he can glide in easily.

You wiggle your ass into him, already cock drunk before it even begins.

"God baby, look how desperate you are for his cock."

You nod in agreeance.

"You just can't help yourself, can you? Greedy girl." your girlfriend leaves an open mouth and kisses you, watching and waiting for Eddie to enter you. She loves watching your pussy open up while taking cock, whether that be real or dildo.

"She is, isn't she" Eddie agrees while kneading your ass as he finally slips his cock into you.

A feral noise leaves your throat as Eddie's cock stretches you out.

Nothing occupied your mind other than how Eddie was making you feel now. His delicious cock, pumped in and out and out, not letting up.

"Fuck right there!"

"I think you found her special spot," Sabrina smirks before taking her fingers in her mouth to wet them. Too consumed to listen to what they were saying, your focus on only the feeling and when it intensifies because Brina's fingers enter your ass, you can't help but cry out again.

"Fuck!"

“Such a good girl. Take that cock, baby.” Sabrina praises as her fingers pump in and out of your ass.

The combination of Eddie's cock and her fingers made you feel so full. Nothing mattered other than how you were feeling.

"More" you cry.

"Oh, she is greedy." Eddie's hips slap into you at a more frivolous pace.

His balls hit your clit with every thrust until, out of nowhere, you feel a vibrator on your clit. She must have gotten it out while getting the condom, but you hadn't noticed or cared because it was just the thing to bring you over the edge.

"I'm going to cum!" you cry.

Not even a minute with the vibrator to your clit, and your pussy was clamping down hard on Eddie. It was like a tidal wave crashed into you; never had you cum this hard before. Your body shakes so hard under their touch that your arms and legs give out, and you collapse face down on the bed.

Mindless giggles leave your lungs as you ride out your high.

"Fuck did we break her?" Eddie looks at Sabrina.

"No, she's more than good. Never had cock that good, though." She smirked, and Eddie shuffled onto his back so she could get ready to be on top of him.

Exiting your daze, you see your girl already mounted on Eddie- and what a sight to see. A tit in his mouth as she bounces on his cock.

"God, that's so hot," you moan, and you sit up.

"Come here, princess," Eddie commands.

You obey and crawl your way over.

"Kiss," he instructs.

You lean into Sabrina, and she willingly takes your open-mouth kiss. Your tongues fight for dominance against one another, your lipgloss and hers are rubbed off, and your lips are swollen with a hint of colour flushed through them.

“Oh fuck I’m going to cum.” She pulls away.

"You're doing such a good job bouncing on his cock, baby," you praise before pressing your lips to hers once again.

“Mmmmm fuck her good; she’s been such a good girl she deserves to cum. Don’t you think Eddie?”

“Yes, she has,” he agrees while giving his ass a slap. “Fuck, you’re just my bunny, aren’t you?”

“Yes,” she nodded her head. You can tell she’s so close, and you want her to experience cuming in Eddie stock just as you did.

“Come on baby, cum in his cock like I know you can.” You slip your hand between where she and Eddie connect to rub her clit, knowing it’s that little extra boost that will send her over the edge.

A loud cry leaves her lungs, and you know she’s cuming and cuming hard.

“Oh, good job, baby.” You purr before leaning in to kiss her neck.

“Fuck!” Eddie screams out, finally letting go as he allows himself release into the condom.

“Oh, Eddie, you did such a good job for us.” You praise sticking his hair out of his face before taking his lips into yours.

Eddie lay there in a daze as you helped Sabrina off his cock.

“Baby, did we break him?” You giggle.

“I think he’s reprogramming his brain,” she laughs.

“Nothing in my life will ever top this moment,” Eddie admits breathlessly.

“Oh yeah, wanna bet?” Sabrina challenged.

“You mean? You wanna do that again?”

“Not now, silly. I don’t think any of us would survive. But who said this has to be a one-time thing?”

“Best neighbours ever,” Eddie fist pumps.

After you all catch your breath, Eddie gets up and finds his boxers to go home.

“Wait, where are you going?" You pout.

“Uh, I thought?” He points to the door.

“Stay. Please?” Brina lifts up the blankets to invite him to sleep between the two of you.

“Really?” His eyes go wide with disbelief.

You both nod your heads enthusiastically.

“It will be like a sleepover!” You clap.

“You don’t have to tell me twice,” Eddie scrambled back to the bed between you. No one would ever believe him, but he will take everything to his advantage out of this new and exciting situation.

“We really like you, Eddie.” You smile and snuggle into his side.

“I really like you guys, too.” Eddie falls asleep soundly, smiling, and without a care in the world.

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MDNI

Keychain

“C’mon, babes. These blokes were cute. Val knows them. Said they’re nice… enough,” your best friend, Poppy, made a teasing face, sticking out her tongue at you before getting serious, “How long’s it been?”

You sighed, picking at your chipped nail polish, 

“...six…”

“Six weeks!?” Poppy panicked in earnest.

“...months.”

“Six months. Are you —” she snatched your hand and dragged you to your feet, “Enough. Dry spell over.”

You found yourself arm in arm with Poppy, dodging raindrops and puddles on your way to her coworker’s flat, screaming and laughing so hard your lungs hurt, soaking in the cold downpour. There was a big party happening at her place that night. A key party. It was something she had picked up at uni. Everyone’s keys went into a bowl, and whomever’s keys you ended up with was who you went home with. 

You followed Poppy into the alley, hiding under the awning as she buzzed up. 

A crackled voice came through the grimey box,

“Yeah?”

“It’s Pops! Let us in, you slag!”

Giddy screaming came through on the speaker and you heard the door click. Up you went, trodding four flights of stairs, panting and dripping at the top. The front door was wide open and music thumped out of it. A few guests were out in the stairwell, propping the door open to a small balcony, smoking and drinking, crushing their bodies together and swaying to the beat. 

“Pops!” A pretty ginger girl with a teensy tiny triangle top under a fishnet shirt came bounding through the foyer, “Come in! Come in. Name’s Val, nice to meet ya. Give us your keys, Pops. And you, too, new girl. Look at that top!”

She pretended to grab at your breasts which, you had to admit, did look pretty killer tonight. You’d worn a black leather bra top with silver glitter all over it, and you felt like some sort of rock star. A black leather miniskirt completed the ensemble. You couldn’t stomach the heels, so you opted for your combat boots. Val looked like she was about to spill out of that tiny top, but she made it look good.

You handed over your keys, watching your little glittery Bulbasaur keychain bounce around her finger as she twirled them in circles. 

“Which bowl for you?”

“Huh?” You didn’t understand.

She pointed to each one, presenting them to you like she was hosting a game show,

“This one for if you like blokes, this one for if you like birds,” she gave Poppy a wink and tossed her keys in that bowl,  “...and this one for if you don’t care what’s going on downstairs!”

“Oh, um,” you pointed to the last one, “Don’t care either way, really.”

“Perf! Okay, let’s see what you’re drinkin’!”

You followed them through the packed flat and into the kitchen. Liquor and beer bottles littered the countertop, and the only cups left in the cabinet were coffee mugs. You watched Val pull two down and pour some sort of blue drink into each one. She handed them to you with a bright smile, 

“Better go mingle! Never know who might grab your key.”

You smiled, tight-lipped, wondering if you had just made a huge mistake or if you really would be going home with someone nice tonight. 

Either way, you mingled, chatting with a few people, trying to hear them over the noise of the music. But, even in your rock star get-up, you weren’t really the partier that Poppy was. You peeked around the apartment for an escape. The bathroom was locked and, from the sound of it, a couple wasn’t patient enough to wait on their keys to get their night started. 

You checked the next door and found the cloakroom. It was a bedroom slash office, and it was blissfully dark and quiet. You shut the door behind you, sighing with relief and then —

“Havin’ fun, yet?”

A deep, rumbling voice found you in the dark, and you froze. He was sitting in the window sill, smoking a cigar, and he put his hands up in mock-surrender,

“It’s alright, love. Just needed a bit of peace.”

“Yeah,” you said, regaining your composure and straightening your skirt nervously, “No, it’s okay. Sorry, I’ll just… go.”

“Can’t leave without your key,” he laughed, holding up your house key. Your sparkling Bulbasaur glinted in the low light from the window. 

“You… how did you?” You stepped toward him, retrieving your key from his outstretched palm. 

Now that you were closer to him, you get a better look at the man with your key. He was tall. Tall enough to dwarf you even while he was seated in the window. He had a full beard, shaved down the chin like a ship captain, or a pirate, and his eyes were the palest blue you’d ever seen. It was almost supernatural to look into them and be met with his icy stare. 

He was sharp, too. You could tell that he had a quick wit, and an even more capable body. Huge, sculpted muscles pressed through his white tee shirt, tightening the thighs of his jeans. A veritable giant of a man. But when he smiled, just as he was doing now, you felt safe despite his stature. He seemed like he meant you no harm. 

“How do you have my keys?” You asked again, watching as the white smoke billowed and curled out of his full lips, carried away by the night wind. 

“Saw you come in. Couldn’t have some other arsehole picking you first, could I?”

“First?” You stood closer to him still, staring up at him as he rose from his seat, towering over you with his body, darkening the room in shadow.

“Aye,” his hand went to your chin, raising it up as if to have a better look at you, “Bit greedy, me.”

You thought he might kiss you, but just before he leaned close enough for your lips to touch, he took another drag from his cigar, letting you smell the tobacco and licorice scent on his breath, the lingering notes of whiskey not far behind. 

“And you thought you could be greedy with me, is that right?” You whispered, unsure of why you were speaking so low, but he matched your register in his reply, purring his words at you and making your belly twist in on itself,

“I let myself hope so…” You watched as something that seemed like doubt flashed through his gaze, and a primal piece of you hated that.

“Good thing you snagged them, then,” you reassured him, letting your hands roam across his belly, circling around him and testing the waters, “Be a shame if someone else got to me first. Some… arsehole.”

“Careful, love,” he warned you, “You’re too pretty to be teasin’ a poor bloke in that fuckin’ outfit. Does things to us.”

You dragged your hand up his thigh, knowing exactly what things he was mentioning but playing dumb anyway,

“Oh? What… things?”

Quick as a snake’s strike, he snatched your wrist in his free hand and held you steady. It surprised you, and you froze from the shock of his strong grip. Then, your whole body lit up as he slowly moved your palm over to his zipper, behind which was pressed the hardest, fattest cock you’d ever felt in your life. 

“These things.”

He flicked the end of the cigar clean out of the window and grabbed you around the jaw, bringing his face down to yours to kiss you. He was smoke and fire and whiskey and sugar and something musky that could only come from a human’s tongue. His beard scruffled your skin, tickling your lip as you kissed him back. 

He pulled away, his eyes hooded from the pleasure of your kiss, and said,

“I’m John, and I am at your fuckin’ service, pretty girl.”

“Take your shirt off, John,” you nibbled on the bottom of his lip and smiled as sweetly as you could manage.

“Yes, ma’am,” he smiled back, wolfishly, and peeled his shirt off revealing his immense chest, covered in dense, soft hair. 

You kissed him again, letting your hands touch him wherever you wanted to. You felt his soft nipples harden under your touch, and you stroked the smooth skin of his ribs, tattooed with some sort of skull and shield. In the midst of your lust-filled tour of his torso, he tossed you on the bed, piled high with coats and scarves, shoving them out of the way in a knotted, tangled mess. 

He kissed his way down your body, stopping when he came to the swell of your breasts, chuckling and looking up at you. 

You were already breathing heavy, a little annoyed he’d paused in the middle of something good. 

“What?” You asked.

“You can’t be serious with these. Look,” he twisted a thick finger under the top of your bra’s cup and shoved it down, revealing your nipple as it popped free from its enclosure.

He fixed his mouth over it and began to suck. Then, he popped his lips off of you before sucking hard again, making you whine from the sensation. 

“Fuckin’ perfect. Saw you and these gorgeous tits…” 

Suck. Lick. Suck. 

“...across the whole bloody room…”

Suck. Suck. Suuuuuuuck. 

“...and I had to taste you…”

Suck. Bite. Kiss.

“…had to fuckin’ know.”

You let your fingers peel through his hair, messing up his gel, scratching his scalp, listening to him moan as he groped your breasts, hungry like a rabid dog. 

“And,” you breathed deeply, trying to compose yourself, aiming to tease him further, “Are they what you hoped for?”

He grinned, dropping one hand to unbuckle his belt. Then, you felt his steely length loll and roll against the inside of your thigh. You couldn’t help but gasp, feeling his fleshy head drool across your skin. John looked down at you then, and returned your question with one of his own,

“What do you think, love?”

With an audacity you were not expecting, he slapped his rod against you, making little popping noises on your skin, opening some sort of feral door deep within your psyche. 

“And then —” John put both of his hands underneath your hips and flipped you over, making you lay on your belly, surprising you with his incredible strength, “I saw this fuckin’ arse. Mmm.”

He raked your skirt up your legs and grabbed two huge handfuls of your cheeks, squeezing them so tightly it almost hurt. Then, he looped his thick forearm under your hips and lifted you up, making you present yourself to him lewdly. 

“Tha’s it, pretty girl. Lemme see you…” He sighed raggedly, “Oh, fuck. Look at these.”

You felt his finger slide between the gusset of your panties and your aching hole, rubbing you up and down, pretending to admire your lace thong.

“These knickers, and this perfect fuckin’ hole.”

All you could do was hang there, draped over his forearm while he bent his head to plant his mouth against your center, doing a lazy job of moving your underwear out of the way, preferring instead to just eat you through them. You felt the warm prod of his tongue as he pushed it against the fabric, writhing it skillfully to get to your insides, licking in long strokes to work your taste into his mouth. 

Your bra was still askew, letting your nipples rub against someone’s faux fur coat, and when you heard the clinking of metal sounds, you peeked over your shoulder to see John fisting his cock while he devoured you. His efforts were messy, and he drooled along your skin, not caring how much of you smeared all over his face. 

“Mmf—”

You let out a whimper, unable to hold back, feeling the pressure of your pleasure mount as he focused on your rim, laving it in deep, circular strokes, bringing you right up to the brink and guiding you back down, torturing you right on the edge of bliss. 

“Yeah? ‘S tha’ good, love?” He teased, releasing his cock to peel the thong off of you and shove his tongue deep into your hole. 

“Ungh! Fuck, fuck, fuh—”

Your whole body tensed, leaving nothing to the imagination about the orgasm he had just wrenched from you. 

“Good girl, that’s it. That’s it.” John talked you through it, speaking with his mouth full, licking you endlessly. 

Then, he flipped you back over, prowling over your body like a beast, grinding his hips into you, asking wordlessly for permission. He kissed you again, letting you taste what he had done and you sighed into his mouth, eager for more. 

You were soft for him, but you still wanted to push him. So, while he was looking down at you, pondering whether or not you’d let him go all the way, you stuck your tongue out, licking him from the bottom of his chin, over his plush lips, and up the tip of his nose.

He smiled and sat back, lazily playing with your breasts, trying to make damn sure you knew what you wanted.

“You want more, love? We can stop when you’ve had enough of me.”

You didn’t answer him. Instead you let your knees fall open, pushing your skirt up over your belly, revealing yourself fully to him. Then, you reached between your legs, past your aching hole and found the silky body of his cock. He shivered at your touch, and his hips rolled involuntarily as you began to stroke him, moving your hand back and forth, rocking your hips to add to the effect. 

“Got any protection, John?”

He dug his hands into his pocket frantically and pulled out a condom. Breaking the corner with his teeth, you watched him roll the thin layer over his dick, still eager and willing to serve you. Even though he was in the position of power, the expression on his face made you feel like you held the flog. 

“Fuck me,” he lamented, sitting back on his heels and gently playing at your soft, pliant hole reverently, “You’re the most beautiful fuckin’ thing I’ve ever seen — ungh… or felt.”

The moment his fingers touched the inside of your body, his expression changed. It was as if a new part of his mind had woken up and taken over. He was fully in your thrall. You were sure that if you had asked him to leap out of the window, he might comply. 

“C’mon,” you smiled, pulling him closer to you, kissing him softly and then as deeply as you could, breaking away to whisper, “Let me feel you.”  

He reached between your bodies and you felt the wet lick of the lubed condom tip as it teased your hole. Then, the dense, hot pressure of his cockhead. 

“Oh! You’re big,” you breathed. 

John stopped,

“You alright, love?”

You nodded, canting your hips, searching for more of his girth to drag into your waiting core. 

“Tell me,” John commanded, rocking forward a bit more, testing the waters.

“Yes, I need — god, please — I need more. Please.”

“Shh, shh. Here,” he pressed forward again, stretching you out, making your eyes widen from the new sensation, “Here I am. Here…”

He was kissing your neck and breasts, leaving little red marks behind from his strong suckling, licking and nipping at your flesh. You could barely feel it. All your body could concentrate on was the seemingly unending supply of hot, heavy dick he had at his disposal. He just kept moving forward, inch after inch. You thought, at one point, there could be none left, only to have him press just that much deeper. 

By the time his base grinded down against your pubic bone, you had tears in your eyes, and you imagined that you should be able to feel him in your throat. 

You sighed together, and he regained his balance, planting his arms beside you, elbows on each side of your face, covering you protectively. 

“...so damn big. Holy fuck,” you gasped, whispering to him. 

He nuzzled your cheek, a little sweet for how insanely lurid his sex had been, 

“You ready, love?”

“Yeah,” you nodded, wrapping your arms around his shoulders. 

He began the long journey back out, and then his thrusting began in earnest. He was a slow fuck, but his girth made every pass a challenge. And he always made sure to bottom out. You could tell that was when he felt the most pleasure. So, you chased him with it. His cock would reach its peak in you, making your skin burn and your eyes roll back in your head, and just as he tried to escape, you would twist your hips to follow him down, making it feel as if you were locked together, unable to pull away from your warm muscles. 

A few of those thrusts and he was breathing hard, fucking you harder, picking up his pace. Then, you opened yourself up for him, spreading your legs to allow his big body easier access to yours.

“Oh, fuckin’ hell. That’s good. You are so fuckin’ good. So good,” he praised you mindlessly, just saying words that floated through his mind. You knew it wouldn’t be much longer until he would go past the point of no return. So, you ran your hands over his body again, exploring him like you had been when you found him, swirling your fingers over his ribs and plucking softly at his nipples, kissing his neck, not caring if you left a hickey. 

He was grunting and calling for you with every thrust now, his head buried in the crook of your neck, ready to spill himself for you. 

Each strong thrust of his cock was shaking your bones, making your body want to come, twisting your muscles inside of you as a warning of what you were about to release. 

His eyes lit up, finding yours, 

“You gonna come for me, love?”

“Yeah,” you keened, pressing your forehead to his cheekbone, begging him for aid when there was nothing that could save you from being tossed into the deep end. 

“Come for me. Fuck! There! Right there, hngh —”

You saw sparks at the edge of your vision, and your whole body arched against him, reeling with wave after wave of glittering joy. His face was twisted in a snarl, and he stopped breathing, coming with you in your shared ecstasy, his cock pulsing within you through his orgasm. 

Then, he gasped, a smile painted on his face, half in soporific joy and half in disbelief. 

“Fuck…” he said, gently untangling himself from you, letting his fat dick slide out of your wet, well-used hole.

You’d never felt so empty in your whole life, and you cried out from the loss. He heard you, wrapping you up in his arms and keeping you beside him, letting you both catch your breath. 

After a while, long enough for the bass-heavy song to change, he slid out of bed and put himself back together. Just when you thought he would be on his merry way, he took your hand in his and kissed you with more affection than you ever expected. He told you,

��C’mon, love. Grab your keys. I don’t do one-night stands.”

“Oh?” You smiled, pressing your keychain back into his open palm, “You want more?”

“Told you I was greedy.”

[theprisonerandthebeast]

polyfidelitous!marauders (w Lily) x reader headcanons

(aka the worlds hottest 5-person-relationship)

(A super self-indulgent post, sorry)

- James, Remus, Lily & you all call Sirius "Puppy". He pretends it's too cutesy but secretly adores it

-James and Sirius compete at spending money on Lily and you. Everything is a competition and they will each be damned if they don't win.

- James and Sirius bicker about the dumbest shit

- The boys carry your purses and shopping bags for you

- James and Sirius are the biggest flirts ever and will come up to you & Lily in public and pretend they dont know you

- "Wow, you're beautiful... I was wondering if you have a boyfriend, by chance? I'm sure he's not as tall, dark, and handsome as me." - Sirius after emerging from the bathroom at a bar (that you literally entered with him in)

- Remus, Lily, or James usually make meals as they enjoy cooking the most.

- Lily loves relaxing and playing with your hair, just twirling it around her fingers as she talks

- Remus & Lily loveee hearing about your muggle subjects if you're in school/college

- James 100% babies everyone the most

- Sirius & Remus = Nap Kings. If you can't find them, they are in your bed sleeping. Sometimes with something in their hands- like a book or TV remote. Sometimes slumped over awkwardly. Sometimes with food wrappers littered across their laps.

[noooooooop-e]

My *nsfw* Meangirls head cannons no one asked for ;)

x Fem! Reader

Characters: Janis Imi’ike, Regina George, Cady Heron, Karen Shetty, Gretchen Weiners.

Janis: Wants so badly to be a top cause she’s “such a bad ass” but is really a power bottom/pillow princess. (still a badass though). She will carry that to her grave. Low key (high key) likes to act like a brat. Will try to gain control but ultimately fold the moment a hand is placed on her waist. Enjoys being treated rough but would never admit it, you could put a gun to her head and she’d just shrug. Degrading kink. Deeply appreciates affectionate aftercare. *cough* masochist *cough* Pet names for her: Love, Hun, Butterfly, Cutie Pie*to annoy her*, shortie *cause of her height not ShAwTy*

Regina: Switch leaning bottom. Has a thing for punishment (wow so surprising). Will challenge and egg her partner on just so she can get the outcome she hopes for. Pet names for her: Reggie, Princess, Darling, Love, Bitch(an inside joke that became real)

Cady: Low key switch *leaning top when paired with janis or regina cause we know*. People pleaser. Can and will use her puppy eyes to get what she wants. Pet names for her: Love, Cutie, Honey, Bee.

Karen: Pillow princess, nothing else makes sense to me. Proud of it too. Very possessive but in a cute way. *like if someone flirts with her girl she will smile then kiss her partners cheek before gushing how much she loves her* Begs all the time even during the most inappropriate times. *She would definitely try to drag her partner away mid conversation* Touch starved. Pet Names for her: Pretty Girl, Karebear, Bub, Love, Sweetie, Princess.

Gretchen: Switch leaning bottom. Also touch starved. Loses it when being held by the waist or sitting in partners lap. Her cute smile and puppy eyes makes her partner fold. Pet names for her: Bebe*wink wink*, Love, Cutie, Babes, Darling, Amor.

[justagamerandaweeb]

Bromance - Modern AU! Hakuji and Kyojuro x Reader

Hakuji is bi, Kyojuro is pan. They would've been a cute couple if you really put some thought into it.

Toxic, but still cute.

Art by p1nkmenace63, Pink and orange divider by @peachesboard, and pink and orange MDNI banner by @roseschoices.

The following smut includes: nipple play, cunnilingus, vaginal penetration, anal penetration, fellatio (both (Y/N) and Kyojuro are both giving), double barrel blowjob, skinfluting, teasing, cum swallowing, and cum licking.

Kyojuro profusely sweating after another day of sparring with Hakuji as he sat down on the floor with his legs crossed and the top half of his gi off. He opened the bottle of water in his hand and took a few sips of it as he lets out a sigh of relief and puts the cap back on. "Water, you are a lifesaver." He puts the bottle next to him and does a few arm and leg stretches as he slouches against the wall and closes his eyes.

He sighed as he had a brief moment of peace before he felt someone softly kick his foot. He opens his eyes and sees that it is (Y/N) towering over him. She smiled at him and waved as he said, "Oh, hey (Y/N). When did you get here?"

"I came through the door, seeing you two when I was passing by." She sits down next to him and asks, "So... How are you and Hakuji doing today?" "We're doing good. Just finished sparring with him if you couldn't tell." He said as he heard the sound of a body slamming on the floor. They both turn their heads to see Hakuji performing an Ezekiel Choke on one of the students.

The student struggled to disconnect the lock, but Hakuji had a firm grip on the forearm of his gi. "You gotta tap, that's the only way you get out of this." Hakuji commented at the student he was choking out. The more the student struggled, the more he tightened the submission. It got so tight in fact, that the student started to violently cough and their face started to turn red. "Tap." Hakuji softly barked at them as they closed their eyes and clenched their teeth before admitting defeat and tapping on the floor.

He got off of the student and they violently coughed as they held their neck, wheezing as oxygen entered their mouth, went down to their trachea, both left and right into their bronchus, and into their lungs. Their breathing started to relax as Hakuji extended their hand to them, and to his surprise, they accepted it. He picks them up and pats their shoulder as he compliments them, "That was a good fight. You would've been a challenge for me if you countered my takedown."

The student nods as they say, "Yeah..." And pats Hakuji's shoulder. They let go of his hand as they walked in the other direction, and Hakuji shouted at them, "Make sure you drink some water!" And they gave him a thumbs up behind their back while walking. Hakuji waved at them and saw Kyojuro and (Y/N) sitting together, so he took this as an opportunity to follow suit and sit with them.

Kyojuro grabbed his water bottle and extended it to Hakuji, gesturing at him to see if he would like a waterfall. He waved his hand left and right, politely declining the offer as Kyojuro put his bottle back on the floor. "Fancy seeing you here, (Y/N). You came to see us shit on the other students as we train? Or did you just come to hang out with us?"

(Y/N) giggles before responding to his question, "Well, originally it was hanging out with you guys, but seeing the way you choked out that other student, I think it's a mix of both." Kyojuro and Hakuji chuckled at that response as Hakuji noted, "Enjoy it while it lasts, we might be leaving in the next hour or so."

"Aw..." (Y/N) pouted. "Yeah, I know. But hey, once we're done with this, we can go get something to eat. Kyojuro, you up for round two?" "I am more than willing to oblige." Kyojuro agreed with Hakuji as he stood up and stretched. He then palmed his fist, which made a very loud slap, and said, "Shall we get started?" Hakuji scoffs playfully as he gets up and tightens his belt as they both walk on the mat. They both palmed their fist together, and bowed down to each other before taking their stances.

Hakuji, Kyojuro, and (Y/N) walked out of the building as Kyojuro and Hakuji were wearing their casual clothing with their duffle bags on their shoulder. Both of their faces were a little sweaty, but didn't smell musky due to them having deodorant on. "Well, that was fun." Hakuji commented while Kyojuro added on, "Indeed it was. Even though I was getting molly-whopped by you, I still had a fun time!" Walking with both of his hands behind his head, with a smile on his face.

(Y/N) softly giggles at his cheery carefree attitude while Hakuji scoffed with a smile on his face. "Even amidst defeat, you always look at things in a positive light." Hakuji said as Kyojuro retorted, "Well, you'll have to thank my mother for that. She told me to always be happy, even when things seem grim at certain times. Because tomorrow will be better than today, and if not, theres always the day after that. Rest her soul, she was a good woman, and a good mother." Kyojuro noted as they were walking.

They remained silent, the sound of cars passing by reducing the loudness of silence as they walked. Kyojuro's head perked up as he laughed and said, "Did I just ruin the mood? My apologies! I just miss my mom sometimes. C'mon, let's go get something to eat, like Hakuji said." And heavily sighs.

(Y/N) got closer to him as she looked down and locked hands with him. Kyojuro looks at her, and softly smiled at her as Hakuji wraps his arm around his shoulder. Kyojuro softly chuckles as they continue to walk on the sidewalk, wandering off until they stop at a certain restaurant so they can have some food in their stomachs.

They all stopped at a ramen restaurant, and went inside as they sat down on the stools which were in front of the ramen menu. Hakuji asked Kyojuro and (Y/N), "Alright, what are you guys getting? I already know what I want." He said, scratching the right side of his face with his index finger. Kyojuro responds by saying, "I'll just take a soba soup, since that's my go-to whenever I eat something that includes ramen. (Y/N)?"

"Uh... I guess I'll take... tonkotsu...?" (Y/N) pondered at that last part, unsure if that's what she really wants. Hakuji scoffs as he puts on his headphones, and plays his playlist as he taps his finger on the counter, waiting for the server to come by and take his order. While Kyojuro and (Y/N) look around the restaurant, like a pair of curious kids.

"So... How have you been? I think I forgot to ask you that when you came over to the dojo." Kyojuro says, leaning forward to make eye contact with (Y/N). "Oh. Well, I've been doing good. I currently have the day off from my job, so that's why I decided to hang out with you guys." "Oh, that's nice." Kyojuro commented while Hakuji was still on his phone.

"Mind if I ask you something, (Y/N)? And you don't have to answer if you don't feel comfortable." He said, his eyes darting to Hakuji who was looking to his left bobbing his head to whatever song he was listening to, and back to (Y/N). "What do you think of Hakuji as a person?'

"Hm, well... I think he's nice. He's a bit of a rebel at certain times, but he shows respect to people when he thinks they earned it. And he's respectable to women, from what I've seen from him." (Y/N) stated, showing mutual respect for him. "Hm, okay then. Now for my second question, what do you think of him as a friend?"

(Y/N) was about to speak, but Kyojuro cut her off by noting, "And don't say anything like what you just described him as a person. I want to see what you think of him as a friend." Her face started to become a little red as she began to speak up about what she thought about him. "He's... Um... wow, this shouldn't be a hard question... He's..." (Y/N)'s leg started to bounce as she couldn't find a good answer for him. Sure, she knew he was a good friend to her, fantastic even, but she couldn't find the words to describe him.

"If it's too hard for you, let me rephrase; what qualities does he have that make him a good friend?" Him saying that, made more clearer for (Y/N) to answer. She softly cleared her throat as she said, "He's... generous... he's patient with me, like he doesn't want to start anything... He's kind, and respectful too. He doesn't get angry with me like he does with other people, but when he does, he'll leave me alone and try to cope on his own."

"I'm pretty sure you described him as a gentleman." Kyojuro stated leaning his head to the right with a smile on his face. "Now, for the last question... and I need you to answer this as genuinely as you can..." he leans closer to her, getting a little bit into her personal space as he whispers, "What do you think of him... as a lover?"

A bead of sweat formed on the right side of (Y/N)'s forehead as Kyojuro leaned back, and gave (Y/N) the time to process. Her face became more red as she nervously swallowed the spit that was in her mouth as she was spiraling in her head, What type of question is that?! How can you ask someone a question like that so casually? How can you expect someone to even properly process that question!? And... why does my stomach feel weird when I think about it...? (Y/N) puts her hand on her stomach as she starts to feel lightheaded from thinking about an answer to Kyojuro's question.

"Excuse me?" They both heard a random stranger say. They both paid their attention to the voice, to see a young woman in a chef outfit, with a pen and a notepad in her hands. "Can I get you two anything?" Kyojuro softly chuckles as Kyojuro says, "Apologies for not noticing you, young lady. But yeah, I'll take a bowl of soba please." He said as the lady wrote down the food of choice and looked at (Y/N). "Tonkotsu..." She softly uttered as she wrote down the food and said, "I'll have your bowls in a couple of minutes." And walked away. "Thank you, ma'am!" Kyojuro exclaimed as he softly sighed, and looked back at (Y/N), who still had a visible blush on her face.

"I think... I'm gonna go to the restroom. Get my bearings straight as I... yeah." She stood up off the stool, and started to walk to a hall that led to the restroom. As Kyojuro watched her walk to the hall, he thought to himself, Hm. Seems like (Y/N) has feelings for Hakuji. Which, is reasonable. I mean, I have my significant feelings towards him, so I get where she's coming from. But, now that I'm waiting for her to leave the restroom... his eyes transitioned to Hakuji's direction as he then sat on (Y/N)'s stool, and Hakuji took his headphones off as he saw him in his peripherals.

"Kyojuro? Where's (Y/N)?" Hakuji questioned, looking around the restaurant for her. "She's in the restroom. If you're wondering why, it's because she's processing an answer to a question I ask her. A question that is entirely about you, and your relations with her." A blush started to fade into Hakuji's face as he said, "My relations...? The hell did you say to her about me?" He barked, making his voice sound more serious but still maintaining the blush on his face. Kyojuro leans towards Hakuji and asks Hakuji, "What do you think of (Y/N) as a person?"

(Y/N) splashed water on her face as her hands started to shake, and her heart started to become more audible in her ears. She made a sharp inhale, held her breath for a few seconds, and softly exhaled. She repeated this cycle a few more times until her heart started to slow down. She repeated what Kyojuro said to her in her head, "What do you think of him... as a lover?"

She tightly balled her fist as she thought to herself, I think of him as... as... she whined as even in her thoughts, she couldn't think of a legitimate answer. I think of him as... a... a good husband... she palmed her face with both of her hands as she rapidly stomped on the floor, screaming internally. This shouldn't be a hard question! All I have to do is tell Kyojuro how I feel about him! Wait, no that's not- She made some sort of noise that sounded like a squeal, but a moan of embarrassment at the same time.

Her hands slid down her face as he let out a sigh of defeat as she left the restroom. As she was walking, she thought to herself, Okay, all you need to do is tell Kyojuro that Hakuji would make a good husband... surely that'll convince him of what I think about him, right? She trotted back to the main room, and saw Hakuji and Kyojuro eating their bowls of ramen. She made a brief huff and puff as she walked back to the stool that she was sitting on, grabbed and broke the chopsticks apart, and picked up a handful of noodles with a half-cut egg in it.

She took the chopsticks and shoved them into her mouth as she started to chew the delicacy that was in her mouth. It had a bitter, tangy taste to it, mixed with the slight sourness of the noodles, and the sulfurous flavor of the egg, it was quite the delectable meal. As she was eating her bowl, Hakuji couldn't help but keep glancing at her. What he told Kyojuro, was feelings that he genuinely had for her. But, he doesn't know if she has the same since he was too busy listening to music.

He would continue to eat his bowl of ramen as he spoke to himself, If what Kyojuro told me about how (Y/N) feels about me is true, then how should I even respond to her? I do like her, but, I don't know if we're on that level yet, and I don't want to make her uncomfortable if she isn't. He was about to put the ramen in his mouth, but stopped as he was almost about to. He puts the chopsticks down in the bowl and softly sighs. Damn it... Now I don't feel hungry anymore... he pushes the bowl away to the left from him, and slumps his head on the counter.

(Y/N) looked to her left to see him like that, and she could only guess what she was thinking about. As Kyojuro was eating, he looks to his left to see (Y/N) staring at Hakuji as he swallows his food and prods her shoulder with his index finger. She turned her head back to face him, and he said, "Is there something you wanna tell him?" She looks back at Hakuji as she puckers her lips and softly groans. Kyojuro softly sighed through his nose as he spoke out, "Y'know what? I think I have an idea for all three of us. Check please!" He shouted, making even Hakuji lift his head back up from the boom of his voice.

One of the waiters walked to him and gave him the receipt for the food they just consumed. He took out his wallet, and gave the waiter the amount of yen required as he grabbed his duffel bag that was on the floor, stood up off the stool, and tapped on (Y/N) and Hakuji's shoulder. They both watch Kyojuro leave the restaurant, and they both briefly look at each other, with blushes on their faces as they avoid eye contact the millisecond they look at each other.

Hakuji grabbed his duffel bag, and started to walk to the door exit. (Y/N) follows him and he leaves the door open for her to walk through. Once she walked through, he let go of the door and started to follow her as she was following Kyojuro. (Y/N) started to walk a little bit faster to Kyojuro to ask him something. And once she did, she asked him, "Where are you taking us?" And which made Kyojuro smile as he responded, "We're going to my place. That way, we can have this... confab, about how you both feel about each other."

(Y/N)'s blush became more visible as she started to slow down, but not be slow enough to where Kyojuro was a couple of feet away from her, rather being in a line in the middle between Kyojuro and Hakuji. The sound of her heart became more audible in her ears as her body started to feel light as they were walking on the sidewalk. Thankfully the walk didn't last long as they arrived at the place Kyojuro lived in; an apartment complex.

Kyojuro grabs the door handle, and pulls it open for (Y/N) and Hakuji to walk through. Kyojuro follows them as Hakuji presses the button to call the elevator. Hakuji was bouncing his leg, (Y/N) clamped her hands together, looking down with slight embarrassment on her face, and Kyojuro had a smile on his face. The elevator opened, and the trio went inside as Kyojuro pressed the button that led to the fourth floor of the building. The door closed and the elevator started to go up.

(Y/N)'s body started to become light again, not from the elevator going up, but from this sense of trepidation. She knew what was about to happen, but she didn't know what to do when the time came. All she could do was just roll with it, and see what would happen. Soon the elevator made a stop and dinged as the elevator door opened. Kyojuro's hand went into his back pocket as he took out a keycard. He started to spin the card in between the gaps of his fingers as they were walking.

Eventually, they stopped at a door as Kyojuro swiped the card at the card reader, and the reader beeps as Kyojuro grabbed the door handle, and opened the door. They all went inside as they took off their shoes and took off their hoodies. Kyojuro folded his up on his forearm, Hakuji threw his on the couch and put his luggage on the floor, and (Y/N) put hers on the lamp table. They followed Kyojuro to his room and they saw a king-sized bed that had a grey comforter and big pillows. "Alright, both of you sit down."

Hakuji and (Y/N) both looked at each other and they softly swallowed their spit as they slowly walked to the bed, and sat down on it. Kyojuro puts his bag in the closet as he says, "I'm gonna get us some drinks, why don't you two talk about how you both feel about each other while I do so?" Both of them remained silent until Kyojuro left and closed the door behind him, and now there was silence. Their hearts profusely beating out of their chest as they couldn't help but glance at each other.

Their stomachs felt weird, like there was a constant churn in their stomachs as they struggled to find words to say to each other. (Y/N) twisted her legs together as she twiddled her thumbs and looked down at the floor, showing clear signs of uneasiness from the tension that was flowing through the room. Hakuji was bouncing his right leg and his hands were clenched together as he too didn't know what to say.

Correction; he did know what to say, but he didn't know how to deliver it. Reason? He doesn't quite know himself. Fear of rejection? Misinterpreting about what he said? So many negative things going through his mind, that it made it more harder to get his bearings straight. He huffed as he turned his head and was about to speak, but then was met with (Y/N)'s lips on his.

His eyes widened as he made a sound that indicated extreme confusion, and unexpectancy. (Y/N) wrapped her arms around him, not giving him any time to properly process what was happening as they both collapsed on the bed, and (Y/N) was mounted on top of him. His arms were up, beside both sides of his head as he listened to the sounds of (Y/N) whimpers and their lips reconnecting. She leaned her head to the right to make the kiss deeper as drool started to run down their mouths.

What the fuck is happening...? She's... She's kissing me... and mounted on top of me... Should I feel happy, or concerned? I'm glad she has the same feelings for me... but, at the same time, it feels like she's forcing herself to do this, despite being a year older than me. Hakuji lifts his arms up and puts his hands on her shoulders as he softly pushes her off. "Wh- What are you doing? S-Shouldn't you be happy that I'm kissing you?" She said, her voice trembling as if she was about to break into tears.

Hakuji then avoided eye contact with her as he asked her, "Are you... comfortable doing this...?" "H-Huh?" Hakuji slowly sat up as his right hand slowly crept up to (Y/N)'s cheek. "You don't have to force yourself to do something you aren't comfortable with. Yes, I love you. But I don't want our first time together to be something that feels like we have to do because Kyojuro told us to. Like some damn arranged marriage that the two didn't agree with. So (Y/N), please tell me," he puts his hand on the back of her head and their foreheads bumped against each other, "Are you comfortable doing this with me?"

Tears started to well up in (Y/N)'s eyes as she backed away from him and started to wipe her eyes. "I-I'm sorry..." This made Hakuji tilt his head in a confused manner as he asked her, "What are you apologizing for? I'm just asking you if you're comfortable doing this. Is there... something I said wrong...?" "N-No, no, no, it's just... I-I've never done this before, a-and... I'm afraid that I'm gonna do a bad job a-and-" Hakuji silenced her as he softly put his lips onto hers, making her elicit a moan.

His hands cupped her cheeks as he tilted his head to the side and slid his tongue inside (Y/N)'s mouth. She softly whimpered as he mounted on top of her. She felt his tongue touch hers, which made her recoil a little before melting into it. Their tongue slowly twirled with one another due to the inexperience they both had as this was their first legitimate kiss. Hakuji's hands started to slide down to her face, and onto her hindquarters. She softly gasped as she felt Hakuji's firm hands softly squeezing her behind as if it were a pillow made out of memory foam.

They both stopped kissing as both of their faces were burgundy, their pupils dilated and steam coming out of their mouths through every exhale they'd done. "I'll tell you once again, are you comfortable doing this with me?" She softly nodded as Hakuji said to her, "Don't nod to me, I wanna hear you say it." Despite being 18 years old, he was always so commanding and respectful to other people, when they earned his respect, of course. (Y/N) softly swallowed her spit as she softly inhaled and responded, "Yes, Hakuji. I am comfortable doing this with you."

Hakuji smirked as he said, "Good." And kissed her again. This time however, he decided to take the initiative, and started to move his hand onto her shirt and started to fondle her. She mewled at the sensation of his hand touching her cloth-covered breast, but whimpered out, "W-Wait, my shirt is gonna wrinkle..." This causes Hakuji to stop as he grabs the bottom rim of her shirt and says, "Can I take it off? And please say that I can rather than nodding to me."

(Y/N) softly whined at the retort of his question, but she answered him as she wanted this to happen. "Please do." And so he did, slowly rolling her shirt up to reveal her stomach, and soon enough, her bra. She raised her arms so he completely took off the shirt as he dropped it on the floor and looked at her body. He started to caress her body, making her mewl again as she moved her head to the right and looked out the night city. "So soft..." he softly utters as he lowers his head down and starts to peck her stomach with soft and sensual kisses.

She cooed at his warm, chapped lips touching her sensitive skin, as she closed her eyes and softly balled her fists up as she felt the prints of his fingers touch her sides. His kisses from her stomach began to get higher and higher until he reached her xiphoid process and was between her breasts. He grabbed the rim of her bra as he looked up at her and she softly spoke, "Do it..." he was about to push them up until he heard the sound of the door opening.

"Sorry guys, I was washing the dishes since I forgot how full my sink— oh." Kyojuro stared at Hakuji mounted on top of (Y/N), as it looked like he was about to take (Y/N)'s bra off. "Am... I interrupting the fun? I could always leave you two alone and..." he clears his throat and scratches the back of his head as a blush forms on his face. "I'm gonna go, uh... Yeah." Kyojuro was about to walk out of the room but (Y/N) called out his name, stopping Kyojuro from completely closing the door.

He reopens it as (Y/N) starts to struggle to find the words to say now that he was making eye contact with her in this... rather interesting position she was in. "I... Y-You..." she covers her face from embarrassment as Hakuji asks her, "Do you... want him to stay?" She nodded on impulse, as Hakuji looked back at Kyojuro and gestured him to come in. Kyojuro's eyes slightly widened as he reopened the door, and closed it. "Well, since I'm here, I guess I should fit the mood... right?" He said as he started to take off his shirt, and unbuckle his belt.

He walked to the other side of the bed and sat down with his arms and legs crossed together, and softly chuckled as he glanced at them. His face was red just like the tips of his hair as he said, "Well? Continue with what you two were doing." Hakuji and (Y/N) both looked back at each other before Hakuji slowly pushed (Y/N)'s bra off to show her breasts in full display. The tips of Hakuji's ears started to turn into a blood-like color as this was the first time seeing a woman's breasts.

It's as if his hands were on autopilot as they immediately groped and squeezed one of them, making (Y/N) exclaim a moan from her lips. Kyojuro's eyes widened from the sound that came out of her mouth, while Hakuji quickly pulled his hand back and said, "Sorry! Did... did I hurt you?" She shook her head and said, "N-No... It didn't hurt. Y-You can keep going." She said, in a hush, feeble tone. Hakuji looked back down to her mounds of flesh, softly clasped his hand on one of them, and started to softly fondle it.

She elicited another moan from her lips, feeling his firm but gentle hand on her made her body feel warm and fuzzy. While Kyojuro was forming a half-chub in his pants as he watched. His body temperature began to rise as he watched the action unfold. Seeing that Hakuji wasn't completely on top of her, he took the opportunity to move down to the lower half of her body, and grabbed the rim of her pants as he slowly pulled them down. "K-Kyojuro..."

Kyojuro pulled her pants off and dropped them on the of the bed as he started to trail his hands onto (Y/N)'s legs, making her softly whimper as Hakuji continued to fondle her. Her skin against his prints made it feel like he was trailing his fingers against silk. Her smooth, hairless legs stimulate his prints as he courses them. Her skin... it's so soft... he thought as he lowered his head down, and began to peck her leg.

(Y/N) was about to moan out Kyojuro's name, but then she made a loud gasp as she felt Hakuji suck on her nipple, making her slightly bend her neck and back. His warm mouth around her gave her chills throughout her body, and it didn't help the fact that her nipples were fully erect. Not only that, but her spot from down there was slowly becoming self-lubricated.

Hakuji softly cupped his hands on the mound of flesh he was sucking on, moving his tongue up and down on her erect teat as he moans and send vibrations on it. She moans a little bit louder than before, making her toes softly curl up in the process. Kyojuro then glanced at (Y/N)'s undergarments, to see a small damp spot between her hips, only indicating what that spot could be.

His chub started to become more visible and his bottom half started to become more tense. He got on his hands and knees and started to reach his hand out to it. He grabs the part of the crotch and pulls it to the side to reveal her wet, puffy lips. His shaft in his pants became fully erect when he lays eyes on it, her clit fully erect and twitching making him almost choke on his spit. He traces his fingers on her inner thigh, and slowly goes down to her spot as he uses his thumb and slowly moves it up and down.

(Y/N) gasps as her entire body tensed up and her back arched. Her breath hitches, and letting out slight whimpers as she tries to regain her composure. Kyojuro never heard a sound like that coming out of (Y/N) before, but a part of him for some odd reason enjoyed that sound.

And the smallest bit of him wouldn't mind if she made that sound again.

He continued to move his thumb up and down on her sensitive slit, making her ball her fist tight enough to the point where her knuckles started to turn white, and she was breathing in short rapid pants. "K-Kyojuro! P-Please!" Hakuji was still sucking on (Y/N)'s nipple, and he started to get an erection as he was hearing the sounds of (Y/N)'s mewls of pleasure.

She's so wet down here... it's... unreal... I wonder what would happen if I... he swallows his spit and licks his lips as he starts to imagine what it would be like to lick her warm, tight, pink, wet, and sticky insides. And then, something clicked in his mind as he used both of his thumbs, glancing at her cunt winking at him, and that caused him, on impulse, to lick it.

Her legs instantly formed an x formation as she immediately grabbed a fistful of his hair, and pucked her lips to stifle a scream. He continued to lick her down there, now nose-deep and his lips latched onto hers. The musky aroma that he scented from her spot, made his head feel slightly floaty, as if she was laced with some sort of aphrodisiac and was having the first chance of tasting it. He closed his eyes and softly groaned as he felt her juices flow through his tongue.

She tastes so good... she might be tastier than actual food... he thought as he puts his hands onto her inner thighs and began to suck on her bead. Her hand gripped his hair tighter as she felt him sucking on her sensitive clit, releasing an exclaim of pleasure through her mouth. Hakuji stops sucking her nipple as he then started to pull his pants and boxers off to reveal his erect shaft. Him watching this all play out made him want to feel good as well. He stood on his knees as he said, "(Y/N)..."

(Y/N) looks to her left to see a dark pink tip with a transparent bead of liquid on it. (Y/N)'s face heats up as she looks up at Hakuji to see his face red as well, and avoiding eye contact with her. "If it's too much, you don't have to... you know..." She looked back down at his shaft that was twitching and was leaking out pre. His shaft was surrounded by some sort of musky scent that was making her head spin, and her intrusive thoughts were to lick the tip and the clear liquid, which she did.

Hakuji softly gasped as he felt her warm wet tongue lick his organic crown, making his shaft throb and his body have chills. She continued to lick his crown, getting a feel for what it would feel like before she fully committed to putting it in her mouth. His pre had a sour taste, but she liked it. She was savoring his taste as she was giving him kitty licks, slightly stimulating him.

Hakuji softly groans as he puts his hand on her head, and starts to stroke her hair. Fuck... even with her licking me like this, it still feels really good. He softly caressed the left side of her forehead with his thumb as he closed his eyes and let (Y/N) do her thing. Kyojuro stopped sucking (Y/N)'s clit as he pulled his head back to get some air. As he wiped his chin that was covered from (Y/N)'s lather as he thought, Fuck, that tasted delicious. I can still taste her from her remnants on my tongue. He licks his lips as he makes a hum of satisfaction.

However, he was a little caught off by how (Y/N) wasn't making that much noise now, as his eyes slowly pan up to see (Y/N) moving her tongue in a circle around Hakuji's crown. For whatever reason, Kyojuro's eyes were stuck on Hakuji's shaft. Its pale complexion with its smooth texture, not a single vein to be seen as his hair from down there looked a little formal, which couldn't be said for Kyojuro. Not only that, but his abdominal muscles were so tone, that both sides of his waist were forming a v that led straight to his crotch area.

It made Kyojuro drool a little without him realizing as he then softly shook his head, and sucked his saliva back. He then got on his hands and knees as he then started to crawl next to (Y/N), and started to lick the side of the body of his shaft. This made Hakuji slightly flinch from the feeling of another tongue licking him, so he opened his eyes to see Kyojuro, with his eyes closed, licking his rod. "T-The hell?"

(Y/N) slowly opens her eyes to see Kyojuro, right next to her, attempting to please Hakuji. She stops licking his tip as she says, "K-Kyojuro?" He stops as he makes a quick remark, "What? Can't I please him as well? I'll admit, his cock is what attracted me to pleasing him." Both of them turned burgundy when he said that with so much confidence and without stuttering at that. (Y/N) was about to speak until she was silenced by Kyojuro when he locked his lips onto hers.

She could taste the bits of her juices on his tongue as he slowly twirled it around hers, making her brain reach maximum stimulation. Kyojuro puts his hand on the back of (Y/N)'s head, making sure that she keeps her head steady as he twirls his tongue around hers. Hakuji's shaft began to twitch as he watched them kiss, seeing their saliva dripping down from their chin to the bed. They both stopped kissing as a string of saliva gaped the distance between them, and then Hakuji moved forward only to show his erect shaft to them.

He then put both of his hands on Kyojuro and (Y/N)'s heads as he softly pushed their heads until their lips were on his shaft. "I want to try something, Is that okay with you two? The way you both kissed... it just... fuck, it was hot." His face turned red when he said that, but that didn't stop him from continuing. "S-So, I'm gonna move my hips, and see what happens after, okay?" They both nod in agreement as Hakuji exhales, "Okay..." And started to move his hips.

Not even three thrusts in, and Hakuji was already groaning from the texture of their moist lips rubbing against his rod. Their tongues also rubbing under him amplified the feeling as he was thrusting at a moderate pace. He softly grips their hair as he utters, "F-Fuck..." and softly moans. Kyojuro started to move his tongue in and out of his mouth, making Hakuji slightly flinch as he was thrusting, while (Y/N) was moving her tongue left and right, lubricating a significant amount of his skin.

Kyojuro softly moaned on his rod, sending soft vibrations on his shaft, and making his breath hitch. "H-Hey, you can't do that... my dick's already sensitive enough as it is..." Kyojuro opens his eyes and glanced at (Y/N) to see that she was still letting her lips get rubbed on by his cock. His lips formed a smile as he then grabbed Hakuji's wrist from the back of his head, and pulled him down to the bed. He pinned him to the bed, and opened his legs, leaving his shaft constantly twitching for more stimulation.

He slowly crawled down to his shaft, and without giving Hakuji a chance to speak, he licked his tip. Hakuji grits his teeth and his left eye as he says, "Kyojuro, t-the hell—" he makes a gravely moan as he feels Kyojuro wrap his lips around him and bob his head. The muscles on his legs tensed up as he felt Kyojuro's mouth surrounding his shaft and going in and out of it. Hakuji put his hand on Kyojuro's face, trying to pull him off to make him stop, but his mouth felt so good, he couldn't help but feel weak to it.

(Y/N) help but watch Kyojuro pleasing Hakuji with his mouth, it made her slit feel really tingly and a bead of her juices started to run down her thigh. Her hand started to go under there, and she couldn't help but rub her finger up and down on it. She whimpers as she was stimulating herself with her finger, her wet and sensitive cunt educing lewd noises made this situation so much more erotic than it needed to be.

Kyojuro elicits a popping sound from his lips as he wipes his saliva from his chin and wraps his hand around his shaft and slowly starts to stroke it. Kyojuro turns around to see (Y/N) touching herself, which turned him on a little, and calls her out. "It's your turn now." She moved her finger away from her slit, which was now drenched from her juices as her fingers had multiple lines stretching away from her flower.

The entire top half of her body started to lean down, leaving her bottom half arching out upwards, and her rear completely in the air. (Y/N) looks at the stiff muscle occasionally twitching and throbbing as it waits to be stimulated. She felt Kyojuro's hand on the back of her head as he heard him whisper, "Come on now, don't be shy. If it helps, he tastes a little good." That gave (Y/N) a little smirk and a chuckle as he then opened her mouth, wrapped her lips around him, and softly started to bob her head.

Hakuji moans again, but rather than trying to push (Y/N)'s head off, he pats her hair as he looks up at the ceiling and says, "F-Fuck..." Kyojuro notices that (Y/N)'s ass was in the air, and he took advantage of the position she was in as he sat up and got behind her. He looks down to see his raging erection tenting his pants as he thinks, Huh, somehow I forgot these were on. Ah, doesn't matter, now that we're here. He took them off, as well as his boxers, grabs his shaft from the base, and started to move it up and down on her drenched cunt.

(Y/N) felt her entire body tense up as she felt Kyojuro's shaft moving up and down on her spot, teasing her entrance as he lubricated himself for what was about to come, but not in the way she thought. She continued to pleasure Hakuji orally as saliva was running down his shaft, laying the saliva that was already coating his rod from Kyojuro. "D-Dosh dis phel gud, Hakushi?" She says, her mouth full from his shaft in her mouth. "Yeah... Y-Yeah, it does... I can only imagine what you're gonna feel like down there. So warm, and tight..." his shaft throbbed just from thinking about it.

Meanwhile, Kyojuro was making muffled groans as he was coating his shaft with (Y/N)'s cunt-juice, moving his hips up and down and even going as far as taking all four of his fingers, rubbing her with them, and stroking his rod. His shaft felt so sensitive, it felt like he could burst just from pumping himself alone. Her discharge felt so slimy yet smooth, it felt like he was moving his hand up and down with ease. He decided to pump himself lying down on his back, next to Hakuji as he does so.

Hakuji turns his head to see Kyojuro right next to him, and he makes a soft frown on his face, but still maintains his blush. Kyojuro leans towards him only to peck his lips, and making Hakuji more flustered. Kyojuro softly chuckles. But moans as he suddenly felt (Y/N) sucking his shaft as well, leaving Hakuji blue-balled and begging for more. "Hey, I wasn't finished yet... you can't just stop and do him next."

Kyojuro chuckles again as he says, "Well, th-there is one way we could do it... (Y/N), stop." Kyojuro commanded her, making a hum that gives off a sense of confusion as she takes his cock out of his mouth and said, "D-Did I do something wrong? Why are you telling me to stop?" She said, softly panting as she swallowed her saliva. "First off, no, you're doing a fantastic job. Second off, Hakuji wants you to suck his cock again since you stopped so abruptly for me. So, I have a solution that may or may not work. And all we need to do, specifically me and Hakuji, is to stand on our knees."

Hakuji was a little confused by this, but he still went with it as he sat up and stood on his knees with Hakuji. Kyojuro scooted closer to him as he put his arm around his shoulders and said, "Now, I want you to fit both of us in your mouth. Think you can do that?" Leaving both (Y/N) and Hakuji's faces having the ideal color of blood covering their face and ears.

If they were in some sort of animation, blood would be spewing out of their noses like as if they were in a show that had nothing but fan service. "O... O-okay..." (Y/N) grabs both Hakuji and Kyojuro's shafts, as she softly pumps both of them, moves closer to them, opens her mouth, and shoves both of them into her mouth. Her face was scrunched up as her lips were hurting a little due to it stretching as she attempted to bob her head with her mouth full. Kyojuro looked at Hakuji who was focused on (Y/N) performing the action.

Hakuji quickly realized that Kyojuro was looking at him as he uttered, "What?" Kyojuro tried to cup his cheek, but he slightly recoiled back. "The hell are you doing?" He said, sounding a little bit concerned about Kyojuro trying to touch his face. "I just want to feel your skin. To be honest, I never knew how cute you looked up close. I knew you were attractive, but being this cute to a degree, how has no man or woman tried to fall for you?" He asks Hakuji, leaving him very flustered and a little conflicted. He then cups Hakuji's cheek this time and started to lean closer to Hakuji. He realizes this, and tries to move back, but for some reason, his body feels weak. The closer Kyojuro got to his face, the more he felt like a stiff in the physical sense.

His mouth was gaped open and Kyojuro closed his eyes and tilted his head to the side as they both locked lips together. Hakuji puts his hand on Kyojuro's abdomen, feeling his toned muscles as they slowly move their tongues together and moan into each other's mouths. The sounds of them breathing through their nose, along with the sound of their lips disconnecting and reconnecting made their minds blank for a couple of seconds as they were passionately kissing.

Eventually, they stopped, a string of saliva stretching between them as Kyojuro stroked his pink hair and said, "You're so adorable." Making Hakuji pout and say, "S-Shut up..." he stutters out as he feels his shaft twitch again, only this time he feels more sensitive. Kyojuro feels the same as he says, "You feel it too, r-right?" Hakuji nodded as he responded, "Yeah..."

They both put their hands on (Y/N)'s head, and started to softly thrust their hips together into her mouth, the sounds of her whimpering as it felt like her lips were being stretched beyond capabilities. She clamped her eyes closed as she couldn't do anything but take their shafts in her mouth. Both of the boy's breaths started to sound louder as their rods were twitching more and more frantically than before. "Fucking... g-gonna..." Hakuji utters out as his eyes are struggling to be open. "Me too..." Kyojuro concurred with Hakuji as he grabbed his chin, and kissed his lips again as they moved their hips faster.

The sound of (Y/N)'s gagging and her saliva being mashed with their tips touching together as they make a few more thrusts before they both make a sound of a stern groan as they release themselves into her mouth. Her mouth was coated with their warm milk, spurting out thick ropes each more powerful than the last. They both stopped kissing and moved their hips back to see the aftermath of what they'd done. Her chin was covered in the mix of spit, and their seed as her mouth was almost full of their cum.

She opens her mouth and sticks out her tongue to give them the full display, making Hakuji feel a little grossed out, but Kyojuro is a bit prideful about his actions. She closed her mouth and attempted to swallow the remains of their seed, almost spat it out for how slimy it was, but endured as she swallowed it and heavily panted.

Hakuji was shocked while Kyojuro had a big smile on her face as Hakuji said, "You didn't have to swallow it..." and Kyojuro responded, "Maybe she didn't want to spill it on the bed. It would've been a tough stain to get rid of if it were the case." He said, laughing after he said that. Hakuji groans as he then feels (Y/N) stroke his sensitive shaft. "H-Hey, don't touch me like that. I need to recover before you—" Next thing he knew, (Y/N) pulled him down to where he was on top of her, and his still erect shaft was aiming at her entrance.

They both switched positions where they were lying on their sides but still facing each other as Hakuji's shaft was grazing (Y/N)'s wet lips. "(Y/N)... You—" Hakuji was abruptly silenced by her as she connected her lips against his, tasting her tongue that still had the aftertaste of their spunk. She then whimpers as she moves her hips and feels his rod slowly going inside her. She was already so drenched down there, that she didn't notice the pain of her hymen breaking.

She then started to roll her hips, causing Hakuji to groan as they both stopped kissing each other and he looked down. He saw his shaft was nowhere to be seen but was completely inside of her as she continued to roll her hips to make him move. He then looked back up at (Y/N), whose face was completely sex drunk, yearning for stimulation and euphoria, and wrapped his arms around her waist as he started to thrust his hips. She mewled at the feeling of his shaft going in and out of her, causing her body to feel weak as she laid her head on her chest and started to moan.

"Th-This... is what you wanted... right? You just wanted to make sweet love to me...?" He said, sounding breathless as he was thrusting his hips. "Y-Yes... That's all I e-ever wanted to do..." she trembled out as she began to peck his body from his pecs, his neck, and his chin. He held her tighter with his forearms as they both kissed their lips and softly bumped their heads together. Both closed their eyes as they focused on the sound and the pleasure of their genitalia meeting against each other.

As Hakuji was thrusting his hips, he felt Kyojuro's hand touching his rear and circling his hand on him as he was caressing him. "You're really firm here. What type of exercises do you do to reach such glutes?" He said, giving him a soft slap as he then moved his hand down on his right cheek and spread it out. He sees his whole was a light pink color, and not a single hair was visible. "Wow, you're even clean here as well. Are you trying to impress your significant other? If so, you've already accomplished it."

"T-The hell are you—" Hakuji couldn't finish his sentence as he felt Kyojuro's tip slowly going inside his pink hole, slowly widening his walls as he filled him inch by inch. He felt his muscles tense up, including his asshole that was constricting around Kyojuro's shaft. Kyojuro softly groans as he kisses Hakuji's shoulder and whispers, "Relax, Hakuji. You feel really tight right now and I don't want to cause you any pain as I move." He continued to give Hakuji pecks on his shoulder. Hakuji's breath was trembling, trying to reduce the pain down by taking deep breaths and trying to focus on (Y/N) and instead of Kyojuro.

She started to roll her hips again, which gave him a better chance for him to forget about the pain as her insides felt so warm and slimy. "J-Just like that..." he huskily uttered as he kissed her forehead. As soon as he kissed her forehead, Kyojuro's hand grabbed his chin and he made him turn his head around, and they both kissed each other. Their tongues intertwined with each other without a second thought as Kyojuro touched down on his body. They both stop as Kyojuro asks him, "Feeling better?" caressing his face as he says so.

The slight blush on his face rose as he said, "Did you have to say it like that? Yeah, I'm better now. You can move... I guess." Kyojuro softly smirked as he pecked Hakuji's cheek and started to thrust his hips. Kyojuro groaned while Hakuji moaned from the feeling of his thick shaft going in and out of his tight bussy.

He continued to move his hips in unison with him, multiplying the pleasure of getting fucked by Kyojuro and fucking (Y/N) by twelve. Felt his prostate getting pressed through every thrust, making sounds that were almost like whimpers. "Oh, f-fuck this feels good..." Hakuji spat out, showing acceptance of the pleasure of his ass getting stretched out. (Y/N) lets out a shaky mewl as her insides started to get tighter around Hakuji's cock.

Hakuji firmly gropes (Y/N)'s ass as he lets out a soft growl in response to (Y/N)'s sudden tightness. He squeezes both of her cheeks as she moans out, "H-Hakuji..." And lays her head on his shoulder. She stopped moving her hips, leaving Hakuji in complete control of her as he then positioned his hands onto her hindquarters, and made her move. Mainly because it felt like he was going deeper inside her as they were moving their hips together. Kyojuro then kissed her, cupping his cheeks as he was continuously thrusting into Hakuji.

They both stopped as Kyojuro said, "You two deserve each other." Caressing her scalp with his thumb. He then started to thrust rougher, making Hakuji recoil as he couldn't help but yelp from every thrust. His body jolted every time Kyojuro left the tip in and slammed back all the way, hitting his prostate with such force that it gave him maximum stimulation. Moans began to leak out of his mouth as he was now his hips were being pushed by Kyojuro, all while maintaining his grip on (Y/N)'s waist.

Kyojuro was grunting with every thrust he did, and it made his body feel light, as if someone behind him was thrusting against him as well. (Y/N) began to let out loud whimpers as she wrapped her arms around Hakuji and she stuttered out, "I-I'm... getting c-close..." Hakuji and Kyojuro were a little surprised that (Y/N) was about to finish first. It was honestly a miracle none of the boys were the ones to do it first, but they felt prideful about it.

Kyojuro continued to move his hips as Hakuji was making her move faster as her voice started to sound more shaky. Her body was covered in sweat as her breathing became more frantic and her insides became tighter. Tighter enough for Hakuji to grit his teeth and say, "Don't clamp so tight..." "I-I'm, s-sorry... I can't..." She couldn't finish her sentence as she let out a soundless gasp as she felt her fluids flowing out of her, and running down his shaft.

Hakuji's shaft and pelvis were now drenched from her bust, and now was hearing such squishy and lewd sounds every time Kyojuro pushed his hips forward. (Y/N) was now a shaking mess, her body jolting at random as well making random yelps every time she felt Hakuji hit her cervix. She kisses Hakuji, tears running down her face as her breathing was very shaky. Hakuki softly groans in her mouth as he takes one of his hands that were on her ass, and courses it up to her cheek as they both twirl their tongues around, exchanging their saliva as they distance themselves so they can let their tongues do the work.

Hakuji's breath suddenly hitched as they kissed, his shaft twitching more frantically, as he felt his balls getting tight as he was about to release again. "I think... I might not last long..." he said, his voice sounding tireless as he nuzzled his head on (Y/N)'s chest. He started to move his hips in unison with Kyojuro as he used all the strength he had to go all out onto (Y/N)'s sensitive cunt, and Kyojuro moaned as he felt his hole become tighter. Kyojuro softly laughs as he says, "Wow, you want me to cum too, huh? Well, I am more than willing to oblige a request like this." He then bit down on Hakuji's shoulder, not hard enough to make him bleed, but enough to give him stimulation.

Kyojuro could feel his asshole constrict every time he thrust and hit his prostate. Hakuji clenched his eyes and teeth, struggling to hold back from finishing too early. His sweat streaked down his nose and chin as his heart was becoming louder in his ears. He bites his lip as he moves his hips fast enough to where he is like a piston, making (Y/N)'s moans reverberate from his pace. I can't... hold on... he tried to hold on as long as he could, but one sudden powerful thrust from Kyojuro was enough to break him down.

His shaft started to throb, and quickly enough, he slipped out of her and ejaculated on her stomach, on his chest, and on the bedsheets due to how powerful his spurts were. He lets out a runoff whine as he exhales out a loud, "Fuck..." He felt his arms slip off of (Y/N)'s back and waist as it felt like all his muscles shut down as he continued to take Kyojuro's shaft.

Kyojuro detaches his teeth from Hakuji's shoulder, looking at the bite mark that he caused as he says, "Wow, looks like I have the superior stamina." He chuckles out before grunting as he feels his shaft twitching. "But, I might not last long as well." He formed a smile on his face as he clenched his eyes closed and pumped himself a few more times before pulling out and shooting his white, sticky strings onto Hakuji's back.

Hakuji softly moaned at the sudden vacancy of his hole no longer being stuffed by Kyojuro's thick rod, but shivered when he felt his hot ropes on his back. He then felt the bed softly bounce as Kyojuro made his way to the bathroom and grabbed a roll of toilet paper. The sounds of the roll being ripped as he folded them up and started to clean his back. He put Hakuji on his back as he then started to clean off (Y/N)'s stomach and threw the used pieces of paper away.

"H-Hey, my chest is still covered in my cum. Shouldn't you clean that too?" Hakuji said, confused about why he put the roll back into the bathroom. "Oh no, I know. We just wanted to see what it would taste like as we clean it." He said as he picks up (Y/N) and then they started to lick his cum covered chest. Hakuji couldn't help but stare at them licking the cum off of him, along with the fact they were both taking their time while doing so.

Unfortunately it wasn't much for them as they both finished cleaning him and so they tongue kissed to savor the flavor of his spunk. Once they finished, they laid on his chest and immediately went to sleep. Hakuji looks up at the ceiling as he thought, This really just happened. I feel like if I were to tell the others about this, they wouldn't believe me. If that is the case, I might as well just keep it to myself. He looks at both of them, Kyojuro having a smirk on his face while (Y/N) was nuzzling on his neck, he grabbed the comforter and covered themselves with it as he puts his arms on them and went to sleep.

06-17-24 - Well, this could've been better. I think we can all agree that the first half of this sucked ass, right? There's no need to deny it, I know the first half sucked. To be honest, I wasn't really feeling the best writing this, but I had to make up something. If you enjoyed this, awesome. If you didn't, I can always find to please you.

Anyway, take care, and until next time,

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Nothing could have prepared me for this. (BIANCA DEL RIO X READER/ROY HAYLOCK X READER)

This is purely fan fiction! I respect Bianca/Roy with all my heart and support him with every fiber of my being. I wrote this after his season and I fell in love with him immediately, a little fantasy with the queen behind the shade.

2.8K words, not proof read. So when you see a mistake, feel free to correct me.

WARNINGS: a sad attempt with angst and shitty writing.

Nothing could have ever prepared me for this.

I never knew I would be this attracted to one person; let alone a drag queen in their late 30s. But here I was sitting in one of Bianca's many gigs.

She was far more busy now. Everything she had been working hard for the past decade was finally answered, although it did meant she had a tighter schedule.

Like it wasn't already tight before.

But it didn't matter, whether she'd be at New Orleans or New York, I was her home.

Every evening seemed to go the same.

Men in front tried to catch her attention, flirt with her and sometimes she'd flirt back. I won't lie that made my insides churn and that a sudden urge to stab someone were strong at those times, but I knew it was her job.

She'll be cheered on by her fans and she'd insult them one by one. It was fun watching her, like insults just come naturally on her mind.

Little did they know how sweet she could be behind the curtains. Once the facade fades and Bianca was just Roy.

Roy was soft, he loved staying in and eating KFC, watching reruns of Judge Judy in the small of my apartment.

He was a drag queen but a couch potato at heart, we would laze around my couch during his day offs, read a book or take a nap.

Even if he flirted with a million men, I've always kept myself sane. Knowing well that in the end of the day, it was our apartment he'd come home to everyday.

We don't interact when he's in drag. I adored him when he was Bianca, she was gorgeous in every way. Flawless and breathtaking.

He made sure to make my presence known though. He'd scan the room, concentrated until his eyes would land on me, he'd give me a smile. That dimpled smile I've grown to fall in love with.

Every after his show, when people weren't swarming around him and giving him their numbers, we'd walk hand in hand to his Buick.

For a queen, he always wanted things simple.

"I always think of you as my kindred spirit." He said, we were on our couch, his hands intertwined with mine as he fiddles with my fingers. "You're the best friend anyone could ever ask for."

He always knew how to make my heart full and break in just a second. What's worse was that it wasn't even his fault.

He was gay, he made that clear since our first interaction when I thought he was hitting on me.

"You're the love of my life." He says, chuckling. "Don't tell anyone I told you that, I'd die if they think I had a soft side."

I let out a snicker, keeping his words at mind. It was always platonic when it came to him, he could say the most romantic words and somehow made me feel in the friendzone.

"No one would ever believe me." I say, giggling against his chest. Hearing the thump of his heartbeat against my ear.

"They would never." He confirmed, looking down to connect our eyes. His brown doe eyes, his eyelashes, his dimples, everything about him was captivating. "But you do, right?"

I do. I do believe him when he says those sweet words, although not in the way I hoped for.

What I had always hoped for.

"Of course." I smile, our face were so close you would think we were about to kiss. I look down on his lips, letting out a sigh before speaking.

"You are the love of my life."

I don't know what happened next but his eyes froze, looking at me like he had seen a ghost. His smile turned to a frown, standing up and pushing me aside.

He struggles to pick up Bianca's things on the floor, her wig, her dress, everything.

Flabbergasted and confused, I lean over the couch, looking at him with a confused stare. "What are you doing?"

"I need to go." He says, not even batting an eye at my direction.

Still confused, I stood up. Leaning to help him pick up her things, thinking that he probably forgot to turn off the stove at his apartment.

"Are you okay? Let me come with you." I say, concerned at his sudden uneasiness.

"No, stay here." He said, his voice was different, shaken up.

I tried to piece one and one together, trying desperately to figure out what was going on. I eye him down, watching him pack like he was being chased.

"Okay, Roy. Stop." I walk up to him, grabbing the makeup box on his hand. "What the hell is going on?" I bit.

"Please, Y/N. You know damn well what is going on." He spat back, trying to grab the box off me, in which I pulled back further.

He was taller than me, so it's no question he was towering over me. Looking down at me with faint glitters on his face, his doe eyes were now drenched with tears that refused to slip his eyelids.

"I don't know what you're talking about." I crunch my brows, looking up at him as I feel his breath hitting my face.

"How long?" He asked.

"How long what? Can you just cut the bullshit and tell me what the hell is going on?" Frustration was growing in me.

We've had arguments. A handful of them in the past, mostly regarding who lost whose keys, or who was going to pick up the groceries.

This one was different, it was serious. Then fear crept up to me, the fear of losing him.

He scoffs, walking to the kitchen to pour himself a glass of water. With a sigh, he laid his palms flat on the counter separating the two of us.

"I'm not stupid, Y/N." He spoke, low enough for me to hear. "How long?"

I searched his eyes, getting an idea on what he was referring to.

He wouldn't know, does he? He couldn't.

I've been hiding it for years, there's no way he was figuring it out now. That would be absurd.

With a gulp, I shook my head. "I have no idea what you're talking about." I paused.

With his tongue poking his cheek, he furrowed his brows and lets out a chuckle. He wasn't amused, nor did he think this was funny.

Actually! He does. He was laughing at himself for not seeing it sooner, no one could ever look at a friend the way his best friend would looked at him.

"I can't believe I didn't see this sooner." He spoke to himself, placing a hand on his forehead as he began pacing in our kitchen.

My eyes followed him carefully, cautiously waiting for his next outburst.

"It's not like we did anything for this to brew up the way it did." I shut my eyes, knowing where this was leading to.

"2 years." I whisper, so quiet that I hoped he didn't hear it. I knew he heard me, from the way he was staring blankly in the corner, refusing to meet my gaze.

He was quiet, the atmosphere was still. It was so tensed, I wanted to rip right through it and vanish.

"I love you, Roy." I broke the silence, almost like a prayer. "So much that I kept it for 2 years. And I will continue doing so, even if it means keeping it for another two."

"I don't know where we go from here, Y/N." He lets out, defeated.

"I don't care if you feel the same, I knew what I was getting into from the day we met." I leaned over the counter, trying to reach for his hands. He looked down hesitantly before attaching his long fingers with mine. "You don't have to acknowledge it, hell you don't even have to love me, just stay."

He shook his head. "It's not that easy."

"What do you mean?" I let out a cry, laughing while at it. "We can just go on like nothing ever happened."

"Something did happen, Y/N. For 2 years, without my knowledge." He lets go of my hands. "It may be easy for you to process but this is way too much for me. I cannot give you what you want me to give you."

"I'm not asking you to give me anything." I defend. "It's not like I'm asking you to love me back."

Coming out of my mouth, I knew that was a lie. I could get on my knees, beg for him to love me, but I will not risk it. Not ever.

"That's not how it works." His short responses was sending me in orbit.

"This doesn't have to work into anything. I love you, big deal!" My hands were in the air, waving around like some crazy person.

I walk around the counter, facing him once again as he looks down at me with his prying eyes.

"I don't need you to love me back." As soon as those words came out, it broke me. He doesn't have to love me back, right?

He frowns, cupping my face on his soft hands. "You're hurting."

"It'll pass." I say, watching him wipe the singular tear that fell on my cheek.

He shook his head then walks out to the living room again, grabbing his suitcase from his trip, along with Bianca's things that he had used tonight.

I looked at him, my heart breaking piece by piece with every step he made. He grabbed his makeup box from me, which I refused to let go of.

He shuts his eyes, letting me lean onto his chest one last time. Dropping his suitcase to engulf me in a hug, it was obvious that both our tears had now fallen.

"I love you." I spoke, desperately holding onto what's left in this relationship. If there was still something in this relationship.

"I love you too." He says, which only made my chest hurt more. He didn't mean it the way I wanted it to. "Let me go, Y/N."

Gripping onto his shirt tighter, I refused to do as he says. "Don't go."

"I—We need space." He chokes.

"We don't." Stubbornly, I stood my ground.

"I don't want to hurt you." He says, pushing me lightly. This was hurting just as much as it was hurting me.

"Please." I begged, looking up at him. His tears falling on the side of his cheeks and onto mine, his fingers immediately caught my tears and wiped them off. "Please."

"You're making this difficult." He began pushing me harder. After some time fighting, he had managed to push me off him.

I stood there like a hot mess. Watching Roy walk towards the door, he turns to look at me.

If my heart wasn't as broken as it is now, the sight of his eyeliner slightly smudged by his tears would have shot me down in a second.

"Are we okay?" I asked, one last time.

He smiled, trying his very best not to break down with me. "We will be."

And with a click of the door, the possibility of losing my best friend and the person that I loved that night broke me.

-

I didn't hear from him till the next weekend, he had been busy with his shows and even when he wasn't even needed, he found something to make him busy. He didn't tell me where he stayed for the past week, a part of me didn't want to know as well.

I knew Roy, he had a handful of hookups over the years. He promised to stop before his tour started and I was just worried maybe he was back to hooking up, not that it was my place to worry.

"You look like you're dying, sweetheart." He spoke, he was performing in one our regular bars. I looked at him at awe, I always loved it when she was in drag. He was beautiful, Bianca was beautiful.

"I've had better days." I respond, once he was in drag, he wasn't Roy. She was Bianca.

Bianca Del Rio, the comedic drag queen from New Orleans. 

"I'm sure you have." She says with a dimpled smile, looking towards the bartender and hollering at him. "Order whatever you want, I'll be back with you honey." 

Roy was in character, something he had to deal with in show business. Deep down I knew, he was still upset. I look at him, his eyes were unsure, confused, and scared. I did that to him.

Cutting our stare, he went back into character in a snap. I always wondered how he managed to do that, one of the many things that fascinates me about him. Bianca was the alter ego he always wanted to be, that he had slowly grown into becoming.

I loved that about him, seeing him confident with himself, everyone loving him for him. The love that I know not even I can give, and the thought that I could possibly rip that off him pained me. I didn't want to hurt him, it wasn't my fault I fell in love with him, right?

I watched him with pride and joy, his glow was blinding when he was Bianca. In all honesty, he glowed when he was just Roy, just as much as he glowed as Bianca. 

Then a sudden click entered my mind, like I had been snapped back to reality. There was no way I fitted in his life, not in the way I wanted to and thought I did, we were different. 

I couldn't live another two years hiding away, dodging his prying eyes and gawking at him from afar. I know I couldn't. I wasn't gonna let him deal with that as well.

"That's not how it works." I whispered, his words echoing on the back of my mind. And with a tear, I left a 10 dollar tip on the bottom of my glass.

Nothing could have prepared me for this.

Leaving the person that taught me how it really means to fall in love with someone, to fall in love with someone so much that you'd sacrifice your own happiness for their own. It was better this way, I think.

And with one final glance, I looked at her. Her eyes were already on mine, with a frown on his face, breaking into character immediately.

He knew me well enough to know what I was thinking.

"I love you." I mouthed before leaving his life forever.

Or was I?

As I hail for a taxi, I felt soft hands wrapping around my arm. Bianca towered over me, as Roy usually does, looking down at me with tears on her eyes. "You were going to leave?" 

"I can't keep hurting you." I whispered from under my breath, the cold November air hitting our skin. 

"I don't care if you are. It took me so long to realize how much you actually meant to me, I knew something was different about you." She spoke, letting his tears fall along with his eyeliner. "I shouldn't have reacted the way I did, I shouldn't have left you."

I shook my head, knowing damn well he didn't think this through. "Please be careful with what you say next."

He bit the inside of his cheek, looking around him as we were surrounded with the people from the pub. Watching as their favorite comedic drag queen show mercy upon me. A stupid young writer in NYC.

"I know you think I didn't think this through, but I did." He spoke. "I want to be with you, Y/N."

Simple words yet it held so much power over me, words that I've desperately wanted to hear for years. "Roy. . ."

"Before you say anything, I want you to make sure. We are going to face something and not a lot of people will accept us, this will be difficult Y/N." He pulled me closer. "I want to make sure you want to be with me, all of me."

"I was sure from the moment I saw you performing at that beatdown pub in New Orleans." I spoke, not bothering the dozen of people gawking at us. "You shined so much, I fell in love with Bianca the moment I saw her, as for Roy. . . I fell even harder. I got to know the two of you for 2 years, I fell in love with all of you in between. I'm sure, I know damn well I am." I say, letting his hands palm around my face with such care.

A bright smile on his face, a relieved sigh leaving his full red lips. He leaned down to kiss me, finally feeling his lips against mine. It was even better than I had imagined.

"You are the love of my life." He spoke in between the kiss and for the first time, it meant the way I wanted it to mean. A huge wave of butterflies engulfed in my stomach, I pulled him closer and made the kiss deeper.

An applause erupted from the crowd, cheering the two of us on. And once the kiss was over, I carefully wiped the smudges off his lips and chuckled. "I think you have a show to get to."

"Oh shit." He spun around to face the crowd. "Alright, shows over everyone. Get your asses back in the pub." He yelled, his obnoxious voice making the crowd roar in laughter. Slowly as they walked back to the pub, he turned and spun me around.

With a soft peck on my lips he grinned. "I'll see you later sugar."

Nothing could have prepared me for this. 

The love of my life was a drag queen and she sure as hell was a good one.

[localrobotfragger555]

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[bagerfluff]

Jealousy = Affection and Cuteness

Percy Jackson x Son of Apollo Reader

Prompt - Jealousy

Percy stood a couple feet away from you.

He was teaching a couple of younger campers some sword play when he noticed something. You were standing a couple feet from him. You were in charge of teaching some campers archery. Since you were a son of Apollo.

But after a couple minutes a daughter of Aphrodite started talking to you. It started out as small talk. But then it moved on to flirting. You either didn’t notice or didn’t care.

But Percy did.

Didn’t she know that you were taking? Percy made it very obvious that you were his. He basically told everyone at camp that you were dating. You were his boyfriend, not hers, not anyone else's. But she didn’t seem to care. She still flirted with you. Percy was glaring at her from where he was standing.

He waited for you to do something.

Maybe tell her to chill or that you were in a relationship. Maybe even tell her to leave you alone. But you did none of that. You kept talking with her. With a smile on your face. Percy loved that smile. But right now he hates it. Percy paced his sword in the hands of one of the campers, which was probably a bad idea.

But Percy didn’t really care.

He walked over to you and hugged you from behind. You smiled and put your hands over Percy’s while Percy buried his head in your neck. The girl looked a little uncomfortable but she still talked to you.

Though after a few more minutes she left, mumbling something about makeup. You let out a giggle and turned around in Percy’s arms.

“You're jealous. Aren’t you?”

You asked Percy as you wrapped your arms around him. Percy said nothing but you knew he was jealous. You let out a little laugh again. Percy always got cute when he was jealous. Percy pulled his head out of your neck and glared in the direction that the girl left.

“Doesn’t she know your taking?” He asked. You smiled at your boyfriend's tone. “I think she does, you love pda” You said and kissed Percy. “You’re also cute when you're jealous” you noted and laughed when Percy blushed.

You let go of Percy and walked back over to the campers that were waiting for you. Percy smiled and looked at you. You turned around and yelled “I love you!” at Percy. Percy smiled and walked back to his campers. He had nothing to worry about.

You were his and he was yours.

[shslbunnylover]

hii!! i love your fics so much. i really wanted to request a christmas oneshot with melissa x reader. where they’re married and they decide to surprise each other gifts (the readers gift to mel is the lingerie set mel has been wanting to see in the reader).

(very spicy please with some fluff and smut)

★★★𝘼 𝙜𝙞𝙛𝙩 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙖𝙡 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙤𝙣𝙚★★★

Character: Melissa Schemmenti

Summary: See ask above!

Requester: Anonymous

Taglist: @inlovewithgreta @lilfartbox1

Trigger warnings (DL, DI): Smut, Mommy kink, Praise, Degradation, Top Mel/Bottom reader, Dom/sun dynamics, Vaginal fingering (Reader receiving), Oral (Reader receiving), Clitoral stimulation (Reader receiving),

Genre: Smut

A/n: This was such an awesome ask! Absolutely loved this idea 🤭

Word count: 2.2k

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You sat on the couch with your wife, laying your head on her chest as her hands fondled your hair, her nails occasionally scratching softly at your scalp. The smell of her perfume clouded your nostrils, leaving your brain foggy with only thoughts of her inside of it.

The outside smells of cookies made and candles burned were nothing more than an afterthought when your body was engulfed in the scent of your wife,

"I still don't understand how nobody at the checkout mentioned a girlfriend, like at all," Melissa's laugh broke you out of your thoughts, her eyes rolling at the ridiculous scene playing on the TV in front of you two.

"That would have been an interesting conversation, because knowing Buddy, he would have said something like 'It's for my dad actually', you know? I wish they had added that in the movie," You replied, adjusting yourself so that your head lay on the redhead's shoulder.

"I wonder how awkward that would be to film though," Melissa thought, her soft and nimble fingers wrapping strands of your hair around themselves mindlessly as if it were natural to her. "But the bloopers must be even more fun to watch,"

As the scene where Walter Hobbs is opening the gift naively given by Buddy played on the TV screen, you looked up to see your wife licking her lips with a smirk before speaking.

"Say, I'd like to see you in that," She nudged you, causing you to laugh.

"I don't think I'd look good in it," You giggled, burying your face into her out of embarrassment and the thought of yourself in such an underwear set.

"Oh come on hon," Melissa rolled her head back, looking at you with raised eyebrows and an even fatter grin. "That body of yours would fit perfectly into it, and it'd match your face, all red like that,"

You stuck your tongue out at your wife, narrowing your eyes while a new idea found its way into your head. You looked back down at the screen to watch the rest of the movie, leaving you with a miniature smirk on your lips.

You spent the rest of that week trying to find the same lingerie set from the movie, hoping to get it in time for Christmas as a surprise for Melissa.

"Damn it, why is the evil Jeff Bezos website not working?" You groaned, putting your head in your hands, closing the computer, and placing your elbow on the cold steel shell of the device.

"What's wrong hon?" Your wife asked, opening the door to your shared bedroom, only to see you visibly frustrated.

"It's nothing, my love," You smiled, pulling her in for a soft kiss.

"Alright..." Melissa looked at you with a doubtful look, squeezing your shoulder before leaving to take a shower.

You sighed, looking out the window to admire the darkness of the night, smiling softly as you noticed a couple of snowflakes stick to the window before eventually melting from the warmth of the glass.

You thought hard for a moment before you felt a lightbulb go off in your head.

"Ava..."

"So, it's usually about 40 bucks off my shop, but because you're my employee and my best friend, it's half off," Ava smiled mischievously at the situation you were in.

"Thanks, Ava," You rolled your eyes, handing her the cash before grabbing the bag. "We will never talk about this, Amazon was down," You blushed.

"Will do, baby boo," The principal smirked, shooing you away to resume watching Love Island.

You shot your friend the middle finger, shutting the door to her office, and stuffing the bag inside your purse.

When Christmas morning finally arrived after what seemed like just a blink of an eye, a warm blanket of silence covered the house. It had been such a hectic morning of gifts and surprises that the silence felt good. The two of you sat side by side, taking in the moment and the ardency of one another. The fire brought a comfortable warmth around you, and a delicious breakfast made by your wife sat untouched on the table, as it was meant for later. All that mattered now was sharing the day together and enjoying the silence. No sounds of unwrapping or exclamations of surprise, just the calm air lingering between you two while you looked through the photo book Melissa had given you.

"So Princess, do you like it?" Melissa asked, watching as you held a soft photo book from your wedding.

"I love it so much Mel," You replied, tears brimming at your eyes as you flipped through each photo, laughing softly at the goofy ones.

"But, I still have one more gift to give you," You smiled, shooting her a wink and standing up to go to your bedroom to get changed into the surprise.

Your partner sat there while you got dressed, texting Barbara a thank you for the help with the photo book, unaware of the spicy surprise waiting for her.

You swiftly pulled the straps to the lingerie onto your shoulders, your fingers moving to graze softly on the fluffy edges of the fabric.

"You almost done in there, hon?" Melissa laughed at how long you were taking while she cleaned up the wrapping paper.

"Y-Yeah I'll be out in a second!" You replied, opening the door and stepping out into the hallway.

Your arms folded in front of your body as you walked behind Melissa, tapping her softly on the shoulder and watching her turn around swiftly.

"So, what-" The redhead was cut off by the sight of you in the lingerie.

Her mouth was hanging slightly open, all the moisture in there going straight to her core.

The lingerie sat tightly against your body, showing off every inch of your figure. A warm red fabric with white trimming covered the top part of the outfit, clinging to your curves and framing your breasts beautifully. You paired the underwear with a pair of white fishnets and red lipstick, as you knew Melissa loved when you wore that shade of red.

"Oh...Jesus Christ Hon," Melissa gasped, walking up to you and cupping your breast with her hand and your chin with the other. "You look delicious," She practically groaned, pinching your nipple tightly to elect a whimper from you.

"F-Fuck-" You let your head fall onto her clavicle, biting your lip almost as roughly as your wife was being with your tits.

Her palm fell from your chin, pushing you back from her embrace to get the perfect view. Her soft and gentle fingers trailed over your exposed skin, your flesh raising once the tips finally left the area.

"I can't believe this is all mine, these tits, this face, everything about you," Your wife spoke in a husky tone, moving her lips to your neck, leaving soft blue marks on your otherwise [skin color] skin.

"P-Please Mel-" You pleaded, the pain causing the heat in your core to bubble up.

"Ah ah ah-" She tutted, pinching your nub tighter. "What do you call me?"

"Mommy..." You corrected yourself, pressing your body against her, moving your hips so your clit rubbed up against her thigh.

The older woman quickly and harshly swatted your button, watching with a grin as you shivered from the sudden sting.

"Good girl..." The redhead chuckled. "Now, I'm gonna take full advantage of this Christmas present," She spoke, grabbing you and dragging you upstairs.

When she finally made her way to your bedroom, she pushed you onto the bed with a simple flick of her hand, her green eyes watching how your tits bounced as your back hit the mattress like a predator stalking its prey before going to devour it.

"Please do mommy, I got this just for you," You breathed out, spreading your thighs apart to reveal your soaked cunt.

The redhead's emerald eyes widened, and an amused expression made its way onto her facial features.

"Fuck...now this is the bow on top," Melissa licked her lips, wasting no time and immediately burying her face in you, her tongue working wonders as it plunged in and out of you, only pausing to k the tips of her fingers.

Her digits swiftly went to rub on your clit, moving in circles that shot chills up your spine.

Your body was engulfed in a deep warm feeling that started from within and spread out to the rest of your body. Your brain clouded with nothing but a feeling of intense pleasure, relaxation, and even ecstasy as you cried out her name.

"Yeah princess, taste so good," Your wife hummed into your sensitive pussy, the soft vibrations adding to the waves of pleasure pulsating throughout your body

You can feel yourself breathing heavily and panting as your body began to tremble with pleasure.

"Mommy, I-I...Oh God!" You cried, your legs shaking violently from the stimulation on your sensitive button.

Your hand dug into her hair, your thighs clenching around the sides of her head.

Her tongue flicked around your folds, the sweet taste of your release settling on her tastebuds as she savored each lick she gave to your sensitive pussy. Her green eyes rolled back into her head, internally questioning how someone could taste as addicting and as delicious as you did.

But she wasn't done with you. She wanted to hold off your release for as long as possible like always. She was always such a tease, and with your new outfit, the redhead only wanted to watch your body squirm around even more than usual.

"Such a fucking whore," Melissa sighed, removing her mouth from your pussy to your dismay, releasing a laugh from her pretty pink lips when you let out a pleading moan.

The redhead ran her hand through her hair, licking her lips clean of your juices before running her hands up and down your body, squeezing at your breasts to elect more of your delicious sounds for her to relish in.

"Please, Mommy, don't tease!" You whimpered, rubbing your thighs for any sense of relief from the ache between your legs.

Melissa didn't respond to your whines and pleas, only spreading your legs with her strong hands.

"Surprising me with lingerie, knowing I'd fuck your brains out," She growled, bending down to kiss your neck, nibbling at your earlobe before plunging three of her fingers inside your tight hole.

Your toes curled tightly and your back arched, your hands that were gripping at the sheets the only thing keeping you from going completely off the edge.

"Oh f-fuck!" You choked out, your voice turning into a mixture of whimpers and cries as your wife's slender fingers rubbed up against your walls, collecting a white ring at the bottom that increased in visibility the more she pumped in and out of your tight walls.

"Yeah, such a good girl, taking my fingers with your pretty pussy," Melissa muttered, trailing her mouth down your figure before finally attaching her lips to your puffy clit, giving you the much-needed relief.

"Ahh~!! God! I'm going to come! Going to come!" You practically sobbed, your eyes rolling back into your head, the feeling of the redhead sucking on your sensitive nub too much for you to handle.

Just because of her fingers' movements, carefully perfected after years of being your partner, your body immediately became nothing more than a malleable and shaking sex puddle.

"God damn it, you're so easy hon," Your wife smirked, her expression predatory and seductive as she edged you on, her thrusts increasing in speed before slowing down whenever you were about to finish.

"Only for you- Please- Mommy, I need to come!" You cried out, wrapping your hands around Melissa's biceps for more connection to her, your fingernails leaving soft crescent moon indents in her milky skin.

"Then do it baby, make a mess on my fingers and my face," Melissa purred, giving your clit tiny little kitten licks with her agile tongue.

"Fu-Fuck-!! Mommy~!!" You screamed, your back relaxing as the relaxation from your release took over your body, a soft 'oomph' coming from the mattress once your body fully hit the soft plush.

You laid there, your eyes hooded and legs shaking, watching as Melissa sat down next to you, pulling you onto her lap.

"That- Holy shit..." You muttered, unable to say anything else due to the fogginess inside of your head.

The redhead opened your mouth, pushing one of her soaked digits inside, allowing you to clean it whilst tasting yourself.

"I think that was my favorite gift this year," She winked suggestively, pulling out of your mouth.

"I'm glad," You laughed, your head clearing up from how dumb-fucked you were. "Merry Christmas, my love,"

"Merry Christmas Amore," Melissa smiled, stroking away the hair that clung to your forehead. "Why don't we go get that breakfast I made? I don't want it getting cold after all,"

"Good idea," You agreed, attempting to stand up, only for your wife to sweep you off your feet and into her arms.

"I think you need to give these things a little rest," She teased, squeezing your thigh softly before making her way down the stairs.

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If you enjoyed reading this, don't forget to like, reblog and comment! Thank you and you are loved <3

-Akira

[ang3lik]

DIALOGUE FOR DOM TOM WITH A DADDY K!NK 🙏🏻🙏🏻

cw. daddy kink, sub/dom dynamics, dumbification and degradation.

“tom…” you whined, catching your breath, your lips swollen as he kissed at them, rutting his hips into yours, teasingly as he lay atop you.

he pushed his arms up, palms flat by your head as he gave you a stern glare.

“what did you just call me?” he asked, warningly.

you knew what you’d done. calling him by his name to get him riled up quicker. you immediately put on that pouty face and puppy eyes, the ones that melted him a little as you blubbered an apology.

 “daddy, m’ sorry, really, i am...” you ushered. his gaze softened as he dropped back down to his elbows, taking ahold of your cheek as he slapped it gently.

“dumb baby.” he spoke, before attaching his lips to yours again.

[messylxve]

goddess | elle greenaway x famous!reader

content warning: unlabeled sexuality, SA, douchy men, self-deprecating thoughts, soft elle, google translate spanish, laufey

divider by @enchanthings

It always goes like this

Could have predicted it

I’m so naive to think you loved me for me

It was almost humiliating how many times you’d been in this position. Heels were abandoned at the door, makeup streaked down your face, and your heart felt too heavy to even make it to your own bedroom.

You threw yourself on your couch, dragging a blanket over yourself and taking your phone out apprehensively. Through your tears, you felt the hesitation of dialing that number.

The number you knew through and through.

You knew it by heart.

‘She doesn’t want to hear from you,’ that little devil whispered into your ear. ‘She’s so sick and tired of you and your bullshit.’

A whimper escaped your lips. You wanted to throw your phone and let it shatter on impact. But you never did.

Instead you clutched it tighter and shoved yourself deeper into the cushions of your couch, the memories of that night resurfacing.

Kissed as I ran off stage

Too old to play this game

Guess you’re still growing up at thirty

You met him on a quiet Sunday morning. You were at your favorite cafe and there he was, approaching you. Calling you beautiful, unlike any other girl you’ve met.

But most of all. He didn’t recognize you.

You detested dating fans. You already got your heart broken there before. You swore off of that.

He showered you with so much affection, you completely missed the signs.

Red flags always seemed normal under your rose-tinted view of the world.

Were you surprised by me

When you took me home?

When the glamour wore off

Reduced to skin and bone

You should have known it was all a lie.

You should have known he was just like all the other

You don’t know how long you sat there, wallowing in self-pity, but the sound of your phone ringing took you out of it for just a moment.

You pulled it away from where it was resting under the couch pillow and your eyes widened at the name.

Elle <3

Once again, you hesitated, your thumb hovering over the green button. You finally picked it up on the third ring.

“Ellie, hi!” You cringed at the way your voice nearly immediately cracked as you tried to feign your usual chipper mood.

“Hey lovely.” Her voice sounded so comforting. Even with just two words, you felt a twinge of warmth attempt to spread through your chest. “You okay?”

You cleared your throat. “Yeah, what makes you ask?”

“You sound like you’ve been crying. And it’s nearly midnight in LA, you aren’t usually this chipper this late unless you’re faking it.”

A sigh escaped you. You never could lie to her.

“You’ve always been so observant.” Your voice dropped the octave now that the facade faded.

“I hope so,” she chuckled lightly. “It’s kind of my job. Do you want to talk about it?”

‘She doesn’t mean it. She’s just being nice.’

“I don’t want to bore you with the details.”

She hummed in disapproval. “You know I always want the details from mi estrella.”

A sad smile slid on your face at the nickname given to you in your childhood; coined after you had gotten the solo in the choir concert.

‘Super star by day, best friend by night,’ 10-year-old Elle had quipped.

You huffed out a small laugh before it all fell away as you recounted your date that night.

“You remember Trevor right? Met him at that coffee shop on Melrose Avenue?”

You heard a pause on her end before she spoke again, her voice softer. “I do.”

“Well…I had a date with him tonight. Fourth one.”

“Oh.”

“Yeah. Oh.”

His lips pressed harshly into yours and his hands skimmed over your body as you struggled to keep up.

“I invited him to see me at a concert. My final one on my tour.”

I can’t even tell

Who you want to know

“Trev,” you had tried to laugh. “Slow down.”

Your words fell upon deaf ears as he kissed down to your jaw and began attacking at your neck.

“I um…I thought it was a good idea to invite him backstage when it was over…talk to him for a bit before I had to go out again.”

Elle listened as your tone got darker and darker, reliving your own fresh memories. She heard every bout of emotion in your voice. The pain that shone through from a broken heart.

He began lifting your skirt. You grew dizzy with nausea the more he continued.

‘This isn’t right,’ a tiny voice screamed at you.

“Trev—Trevor, please stop.”

Your hands found his chest, steadying yourself on it before pushing him away. “I said stop!”

“y/n…” Elle’s voice was a whisper now.

“I-I told him I didn’t want that. That I didn’t think we were there yet. He didn’t really like that…”

I’m a goddess on stage

Human when we’re alone

“What do you mean we’re not there yet,” he scoffed. “I’ve been waiting for basically two months for you to be ready.”

He moved in close again, placing a hand on your waist. “I’m so tired of waiting. I’ve listened to your stories, your music. Hell I even talked to that she-devil of a friend of yours, Bella.”

You couldn’t decide whether or not to feel disgusted or betrayed. “It’s Elle…You mean you didn’t want any of that?”

“I wanted you, baby…isn’t that enough.”

You cried freely now into the phone and Elle listened quietly, her own heart breaking for you.

“You’d be proud of me Ellie,” you sniffed. “I stood my ground. Told him no.”

“Yeah?”

You nodded, regardless if she’d see it or not. “Yeah… He didn’t really like it though. I had to call security to escort him out.”

“Did he put his hands on you,” she asked.

You bit your lip, the line going quiet for just a moment before you spoke again. “Do you think I can visit you? Just for a week or so?”

She frowned at the sudden change in topic.

“Of course you can, lovely.”

That next day moved so painstakingly slow for Elle. It was a paperwork day which meant she got to sit around anxiously as she waited for another call from you.

You had already called twice. Once to tell her you were leaving your apartment, twice to tell her your plane was about to depart from LA.

Hours has passed and now she awaited your call telling her you were at the airport waiting.

“Alright,” Derek quipped, rocking back in his chair. “What’s up with you today?”

Elle looked over at the man, lifting an eyebrow at him. “What do you mean?”

“You’ve been staring at your phone all day,” Spencer claimed, not looking up from his paperwork.

Elle’s attention snapped between the two men before finally settling on Morgan. “So?”

Derek grinned. “So…? You hate the phone Elle, now you look like you’re waiting for it to come to life in front of your eyes.”

The girl scoffed out a laugh, shaking her head.

“You know what I think it it,” Derek continued. “I think you’ve got Mr. Mystery you’re waiting on.”

Her smile halted for just a second at his words. She twirling the pen in between her fingers once then twice. “You’re delusional Morgan.”

Almost right on cue, her phone rang and Derek let out a laugh seeing the usually preserved woman scramble for it.

“Agent Greenaway.”

“So professional,” you mused, a sly grin sliding on your lips.

A smile eased onto her expression as she turned away from Morgan’s prying eyes. “Hola amorcito. ¿Cómo estuvo tu vuelo?”

“It was good, I slept the whole way here.”

“Eso es bueno. Lo necesita.”

“Rude,” you fake gasped. “Are you calling me grouchy?”

“Sabes lo que quise decir y/n.”

Morgan and Reid looked at each other as they listened to Elle’s end of the conversation, completely clueless as to what you were saying.

“Estaré allí en veinte. Estar segura. Te amo.”

Reid furrowed his brows curiously. He might not have been a whiz in Spanish, but he definitely caught those last words.

“Alright boys, you better behave.”

Spencer frowned. “Where are you going?”

“Wouldn’t you like to know.”

The two of you had spent the rest of the day together.

You didn’t want to go out, so she took you straight to your apartment and there you had the time of your life. You two binged movies, played board games, and now you were cooking together.

It was pure bliss and you couldn’t as for more.

“I missed this,” Elle mused.

You sat perched on the counter, your head laid comfortably on the cabinet behind you and you passed ingredients to the cooking woman.

“Cooking,” you asked with a giggle.

She looked over at you with a laugh. “Pass me the oregano would you. And no I don’t mean cooking. I mean being with you. Phone calls don’t feel like enough anymore.”

You twisted your body around as you shuffled through her spice cabinet. “Yeah,” you mused. “Hearing your voice is definitely what keeps me sane though.”

Elle’s heart stuttered at those words. The cooking spoon in her hand slowed it stirring and she looked up at you.

“I can’t find the oregano,” you mumbled, your attention now fully on the cabinet.

“…it’s on the second shelf,” she cleared her throat, pointing up to where it should be.

“I’m looking on the second shelf,” you whined playfully.

“Here,” she moved away from the hot stove and in front of you, leaving over your head to reach it. “It was right…there.”

She didn’t even realize what position she had put herself in until it was much too late. Either one of your thighs laid beside her hips. You looked down at her and you could feel her breath on you. You could smell her addicting perfume that you found yourself missing every time you two were apart.

It was like an invisible magnet between you two, beckoning the both of you closer and closer. So close that you felt her lips brush against yours.

It was like an epiphany to you. Everything clicked in your head.

The pauses over the phone.

The nicknames.

Hiding your phone calls from her team.

But just as the fireworks began to rise, they sizzled out before ever going off.

She pulled away, clearing her throat awkwardly.

‘You’re so delusional,’ that ugly voice hissed to you. ‘She’s seen the real you. The ugly you. Why would she want that?’

You swallowed hard and blinked away your tears. “Elle.”

She didn’t look over to you. Just focused on finishing the meal. “Yeah?”

You released a dying sigh. “Do you…do you think I’m unlovable?”

She had never looked up so fast. You would have thought the spoon burned her from how quickly she dropped it.

“What?”

You felt like the question was a plot for attention, but it wasn’t. It was probably one of the most genuine questions you asked in a long time.

“I- never mind. I’m sorry.”

Elle looked at you as if you grew a second head right in front of her. “y/n,” she moved back to that same position she had just run from. Except this time, her hands fell to your cheeks, caressing them oh-so gently. “How could you ask that question?”

You frowned. “How could I not?” It came out as a whisper. A moment of pure vulnerability. The first of its kind since that phone call last night.

“I’m not that impossibly perfect, beautiful super star they all expect me to be. I’m just…me. No one wants that.”

Elle shook her head, eyes scanning all over your face before finally settling on your eyes once more. “I want that.”

She felt you freeze under her grasp, but she continued on. “Every single failed date and false expectation was never your fault. You are…so incredibly talented, beautiful, and utterly amazing. In more ways than people give you credit for. If all these other people can’t love you the way I do, for you, then they don’t deserve you.”

Your breath stopped in your chest. Stuck. Unable to move in or out. “You love me? Or do you love me?”

You put that emphasis on your final words. There was no other way it could have been interpreted other than

“y/n, I am so utterly in love with you. I have been for a long time.”

Your hands found her wrists where you stabled yourself onto her. A smile broke free from your shocked expression. With a broken laugh, you surged forward, pressing your lips onto her’s in a kiss.

“I love you too.”

Translations:

“hi lovely how was your flight.”

“That’s good, you needed it”

“You know what I mean y/n”

“I’ll be there in twenty. Stay safe. I love you.”

@mackannkees

AN: I can’t believe I wrote that all in one night. It’s officially 3am as of posting, I’m not expecting this to get much attention, this was more self-indulgence if anything. I hope u guys like it tho

[noooooooop-e]

me cause I didn’t mean to delete the poll I posted about Janis and Regina:

Me cause it was so close to being finished now the clock is reset:

ANY-FUCKING-WAYS