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bluebeary-jay · 1 year

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Halcyon days

Based on this ask (i was stupid and started writing all this as a new post and not an answer im sorryyy)

Tags: fluff. INSANE amount of tooth-rotting fluff, established relationship, takes place after the events of season 1

Warnings: none? there is swearing and suggestive humor tho ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Word count: ~3K

A/N: My sweet anon I'm sorry that I didn't write the 'looking for a place to sleep' bit but I got carried away with your lovely request and it was already longer than I expected lol. I really hope you like it!! 💕 and thank you for being my first request! 😊

You shielded your eyes from the sun and shook your hand again, signaling for Joel to take it.

“Come on, you always whine about your back pains. It’ll do you good.”

“You think lyin’ on the cold hard ground will help me with that?” he asked with tongue in cheek.

“It's actually really soft. Come on, give it a try.” You patted the spot next to you, but the man still didn't move, scouting the area around you instead. You sighed heavily. “Alright, if it's too hard for your back I'll let you lay on me. Happy?”

Joel gave you a sultry look and finally intertwined his fingers with yours.

“I can already tell the ground will be really uncomfortable,” he said teasingly in this sexy drawl of his and you squinted at him.

“Sure you can.”

Joel craned his neck before he let himself get pulled down, and cupped his free hand around his mouth.

“Hey, kiddo!” he yelled to Ellie who was squatting near a small creek down the hill you were lying on. “You alright there?!”

“Yeah, yeah!” the girl shouted back, waving to you both. “Don't come down here, yet!”

“Okay! We’ll be right here if you need anything.”

“Sure thing! Just don't start shagging.”

You choked on air and looked in disbelief in the direction of Ellie’s voice, though you couldn't see the teen from where you were lying, as the view was obscured by high grass.

“Christ, this kid is impossible,” you mumbled as Joel sat down next to you with a loud grunt.

“Tell me somethin’ I don’t know. You didn’t hear her giving me so-called ‘relationship advices’ yesterday. And no,” he added when you opened your mouth, “m’not gonna repeat them to you. It was painful enough to have to endure it alone.”

“You know what they say,” you quirked your lips and he sent you a glare.

“I swear to god, if you quote that dumb comic again…”

You snorted, knowing he was saying it with fondness, judging by his tone and a tug of the corners of his lips. Joel shook his head and laid down slowly on the grass, closing his eyes. You cosied up next to him on your stomach and propped your chin on your hands.

For a couple of seconds you just admired his features and slow rise and falls of his chest, enjoying the quiet atmosphere around you and listening to the crickets chirping and birds singing in the tree crowns.

But of course he didn’t let you indulge yourself, because before long he cracked one eye open and sent you a suspicious glance.

“Why’re you staring?”

“You’ve got something on your cheek,” you answered without missing a beat. Joel wiped his face with an irritated look while you tried your hardest not to laugh out loud.

“Is it still there?” he asked, but you winced and tilted your head discontentedly.

“You just smudged it more. Hold on a second.”

He sighed tiredly and closed his eyes again when you shuffled closer, partially draping yourself over his torso. One of his arms automatically encircled your waist to cuddle you up while he kept the other one under his head. You smirked to yourself and took his face between your hands, pretending to hum in focus. After a couple of seconds Joel cracked his eye open and glanced up at you.

“Jesus, I can feel you burning a hole in my skull. Is my head covered in fungi, or something?”

“Not yet,” you joked. “Keep your eyes closed.”

He exhaled heavily again and relaxed under you, totally oblivious to the mischievous smirk on your face. You faked scraping something off his cheek and when you were pretty sure he lowered his guard, you surged forward and quickly gave the bridge of his nose a small peck.

Joel’s eyes immediately snapped open and a surprised – and then delighted – smile spread across his face.

“What are you doin’?”

“Nothing at all,” you answered innocently, but this time you couldn’t hide a sly grin threatening to split your face in half. “I told you you have something on your cheek.”

Joel made a sound of fake acknowledgment and took his other hand from under his head to pull you even closer and on top of himself. You giggled when he nudged your nose with his, trailing his fingers up and down the back of your neck.

“On my cheek, you say?”

“Mhm.”

“I don’t think you got it, then. You aimed at my nose,” he mused cheekily, making you laugh again.

“Oh, you’re right! Silly me.” You leaned in and kissed his jaw this time, smiling against his facial hair. “Let me…” another kiss, this time on his forehead, “...try again, then…” another, next to his eye, “...just to be sure.”

It wasn’t often that Joel let you (and himself) be so affectionate when you weren’t alone, but you guessed Ellie was far enough that he didn’t worry about it now. Or maybe he was just in a good mood – it happened a lot more often lately.

After everything that transpired in the hospital, you were worried Ellie wasn’t going to believe his version of events and shut herself off, but whether the teen still doubted your and Joel’s words or not, she didn’t seem eager to distance herself from you two.

Which was a damn big relief for you, and even a greater one for Joel – not that he’d ever admit it.

Anyone who would bother to look could see that the man was a lot happier lately. He found his brother, he had you, and he didn’t lose Ellie like you knew he feared. The three of you still went on trips outside of Jackson – or like Ellie liked to call them, ‘spontaneous adventures’ – and this was one of the places you personally liked the most. A secluded meadow with a hill overgrown with flowers and leading down to a small torrent at the base of it. Noone has ever ventured so far beyond the especially-hard-to-cross portion of the river, but the place was worth the effort as it was so beautiful, it looked like it was pulled out of a fairy tale.

Speaking of beautiful, Joel cupped your cheeks and let his warm gaze rove over your face as if he wanted to commit it to memory. You were just about to ask if you had something on your face as well, when he spoke up quietly.

“Do you have any idea how goddamn gorgeous you are?” he asked, brushing the strands of your hair out of your face.

“Stop it,” you snapped back, hiding your face in the crook of his neck, but Joel tsked, guiding your chin to look at you again.

“You are,” he said, sounding almost surprised at how bashful you got, before his lips stretched into a smirk. “Are you just fishin’ for compliments, darlin’? Denyin’ it so that I can praise you more?”

“I’m not!” You laughed at the sheer thought of that and Joel took that opportunity to plant a kiss above your mouth. “If anything, you’re just trying to rile me up and get me to compliment you.”

“Don’t even try,” he warned you seriously, but you just shrugged with a playful expression.

“Well, I have to remind you sometimes how good-looking you are,” you whispered against his lips, smiling brightly when you felt his breathless chuckle.

“Shut up.”

“Not until–”

He cut you off by sliding his hand to the back of your neck and pulling you up carefully so he could kiss you deeply. You smiled into the kiss, knowing very well what he’s doing, but not minding it in the slightest.

“You’re trying to distract me,” you accused him when the two of you parted, but he shook his head and tutted. His thumb was brushing your cheek slowly and your body burned in all places he was touching you. You reminded yourself about Ellie’s words and tried to calm down.

“Nah. You had somethin’ on your face, too, and I wanted to return the favor.”

He was so silly sometimes, you almost couldn’t believe that those hands were capable of anything else than caressing your skin so lovingly.

“Liar,” you whispered, earning yourself a low chuckle.

“I could say the same about you.”

You couldn’t help the squeal that escaped you when he turned you over in a swift motion so that now you were lying on your back with the man hovering above you. Whatever protests you might’ve had, they were swallowed down by Joel’s lips on yours, and you hummed happily at the feeling of his touch.

The two of you took several minutes to enjoy each other’s company to the fullest, planting lazy kisses on your faces and whispering silly words of affection. At one point Joel sighed contently, peppering the edge of your jaw and neck with soft kisses, and then laid his head on your chest. One of his arms snaked around your waist to hug you tighter and he closed his eyes.

You pressed your lips together not to giggle, and started to slowly run your fingers through his hair. He groaned and you felt his muscles relaxing under your touch.

“If you keep doing that, I’m gonna fall asleep,” he murmured and you kissed the crown of his head softly.

“Maybe that’s exactly my plan. You don’t get enough rest.”

“Stop,” he said again, though he didn't make any attempt to pull away or stop you himself. “Someone's gotta keep an eye on everything.”

“I’ll make sure we’re safe,” you shushed him, gently scratching the spot behind his ear, to which he made a sound not unlike purring. You suppressed a smile. “Besides, I’ve never seen an infected around here. The chances of something stumbling upon us…”

“...are much higher if we let our guard down,” he finished, his hand going to the gun lying on the grass on his other side to make sure he could reach it quickly. “I don’t want something to happen to you or Ellie.”

“I know, love,” you whispered, kissing his forehead again, trying to make some of those worry wrinkles disappear. “Just close your eyes for a moment. I’ll make sure nothing happens during this time.”

He sighed again and nuzzled his head more into your chest. “You’re a treasure, darlin’.”

“Obviously,” you murmured in response and felt his chest rumble with quiet laughter. “I love you, you know?”

“Love you, too.” He shook his head lightly, but the smile didn’t fade from his face. “Even though you’re a menace.”

“Shut up and relax already. I’ll stand guard.”

He just grumbled again. You took a deep breath of summer air and looked up to the sky.

*****

You didn’t plan on falling asleep.

Even before you opened your eyes, having registered a tip of a shoe nudging your arm and rousing you from your nap, you felt this terrible, gnawing feeling of guilt and panic. Joel would kill you if…

But no, he was still asleep with his head lying heavily on your chest. You sighed with relief and opened your eyes, squinting at Ellie standing above you.

“Finally! How loud do I have to ‘psst!’ for you to wake up? Jesus, I started to think you both are dead.”

You grumbled and rubbed your eyes. You felt dizzy, but that was always the case when you fell asleep in the middle of the day. It was an hour or so before sunset now, and the field you rested on was bathed in a warm, orange glow.

“Not dead,” you yawned drowsily and nodded at the teen. “What’s up?”

Ellie pointed at Joel. “Wake up the old man.”

You furrowed your brows. “What? Why?”

“Because I want to push you both down the hill,” she whispered in a mocking tone and rolled her eyes when you lifted your eyebrows. “I have something to show you, if you really need to know.”

She did have one of her hands hidden behind her back, so it wasn’t completely unlikely. Still, something about it smelled fishy.

“Why didn’t you wake him up yourself?” you asked in a whisper, too, honestly surprised that you both still had to keep your voices down. Usually the slightest sound woke Joel up, but now he didn’t even stir. Ellie groaned and pointed her hand at you both, like it was obvious.

“Because last time he gave me a bunch of shit about it! And he won’t be mad at you if you do this.”

She had a point, if you wanted to be honest with yourself. Normally you would tease her for it, but lately Ellie rarely acted so secretive and excited, so you decided to humor her this time.

“I’ll blame it on you if he gets angry at me.”

“I’ll really push you down the hill if you do.”

You stick your tongue out at her, which Ellie mirrored, before rolling your eyes and shifting your attention to the man still lying motionlessly on top of you.

“Joel…” you mumbled into his skin, brushing your fingers through his hair lightly. A low grumble issued from his chest and you chuckled despite yourself, leaning down to kiss his forehead softly. You pretended not to hear Ellie gagging in the background. “Come on, I know you’re not asleep.”

He sighed heavily and finally opened his eye, but then he shifted his gaze to Ellie’s form, and let his eyelid drop again.

“Get rid of the kid,” he murmured, snuggling back into your chest.

His head started to shake from the laughter reverberating inside your chest and Ellie gasped indignantly, now having no reservations about going around you and kicking Joel’s leg.

“Fuck off and get your lazy ass up!”

Joel sighed martyrly, as if that was the greatest sacrifice somebody could demand from him, but finally got up, freeing you from under his weight but also depriving you of his safe embrace. He looked at Ellie and lifted his eyebrows, waiting.

The girl in question grinned and pulled a bunch of flowers from behind her back.

Before you realized that it actually wasn’t a bouquet, but several flower crowns, Joel was already shaking his head and actually backing away. “No. No way.”

“Oh my gosh, they’re beautiful, Ellie!” you admired her work, not paying attention to the man behind you, and shifted closer to get a better look. “Where did you learn that?”

“One of those books Tommy gave me had a guide how to do it,” Ellie explained with a wide smile. It surprised you a little that she’d be so enthusiastic about a skill like that, but then she turned back to Joel and her eyes glinted with mischief. “C’mon, try it on.”

“No.”

“Can I pick one?” you asked, once again ignoring your partner. Ellie shook her head, now not even trying to hide a proud, mocking grin that widened when she saw how reluctant Joel was.

“No. Yours is the one with those small yellow shits.” You snorted at the name Ellie gave tiny, round flowers, but put it on immediately. The girl held the crown made out of blue and purple flowers on her lap, and stuck out the last one with small pink and white flowers in Joel’s direction. “And that’s all yours.”

“No,” he repeated. You sat next to Ellie and turned to him with a fake pout on your face.

“Joel, we don't turn down gifts. It's not polite.” He glared at you as you leaned on Ellie’s shoulder. “Ellie has worked on it for so long, think how exhausting it must've been!”

“Look at my poor, tired hands,” Ellie sighed dramatically, lifting her hands and wiggling her fingers, and you couldn’t help the laugh that escaped you.

Joel looked from her to you with a grimace. You mouthed ‘please?’ to him and he groaned, running his hands down his face.

And then – making Ellie snort and you jump excitedly in place – he took the flower crown from the girl and all but dropped it onto his head.

“Joke’s on you, because I know for a fact pink looks great on me.”

“Glad you think so, because…” Ellie trailed off with a shit-eating grin and threw her backpack on the ground, quickly rummaging through it. You grabbed onto Joel’s arm before he had a chance to escape when she pulled out one of those old cameras with a flip screen, making him sigh even louder. “Now move your ass.”

While Ellie was positioning herself between the two of you and turning on the device, you quickly lifted Joel’s hand to your lips behind her back, kissing his fingers with a grateful smile. He seemed to have given in to his fate, not making any attempt to move away or talk his way out of it, just rubbing his brow with a tired expression. The smallest of smiles found its way onto his face when he felt your lips on his skin and he glanced up at you with fondness.

“You two will be the death of me,” he muttered, and Ellie poked him in the ribs with her elbow.

“Shut up and smile. We don’t have much sunlight left.”

You scooted over closer to Ellie to fit in the frame, squinting a little from the reddish-orange sun blinding you from behind a cloud above the horizon. The girl snapped one photo and made a different face, and in that split second your eyes darted to Joel’s in the small screen of the camera.

He still looked very reluctant to be in a photo, but you could see he was trying to hold back a smile.

He did look good in pink. And you meant the flowers as well as the small blush adoring his cheeks.

#joel miller x reader #joel miller x you #the last of us fanfiction #pedro pascal x reader #the last of us #joel miller #ellie williams #because i cant write a fic without her in it #joel miller x y/n #joel tlou #pedro pascal #beary writes

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yandere-writer-momo · 8 months

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Monster F-er Anon with some smut (For our Sexy Bushy Eyebrow Husband)

Weretiger Katsumi x Rabbit!Darling (Beeding Kink, Praise, Potential Pregnancy and as much smut as you damn want when it comes to Katsumi)

It’s Mating Season and Darling is trying to get to her den, however she realizes she’s being Hunted and proceeds to run away from the Predator, only to get caught, but instead of being killed, he’s rubbing, hugging and purring in joy for finally catching his ‘Beloved Mate’ and takes her to her- sorry, their new home

(I love Katsumi SO much, he’s so cute)

I have wanted to do a leopard reader so you’re getting snow leopard reader!

Happy Freaky Friday!

🌶️ Yandere Baki Shorts:Little Mate 🌶️

Weretiger Katsumi Orochi x Snow Leopard Afab Reader

When (your name)’s humans had abandoned her in the wild in favor of a new shifter for their exhibit, (your name) was so afraid. She’s never been in the wild before. So this was all new to her…

For the first week, it took her awhile to get used to being on her own… to being able to survive. Her white coat made her easy to spot for predators… a snow leopard had no place in this jungle nor the wild in general. And she was terrified of every sound around her.

She spent most of her time curled up in a small den she had found. The young shifter only came out whenever she was hungry to catch fish at the stream below, but even then… she felt as if she was constantly being watched.

(Your name) caught fish again today, she had gotten better over the last few weeks but it still did little to quench her hunger. She was too afraid to venture out further in the forest for other things to eat. Especially with the strong pungent scent that permeated through the air. There was a bigger predator around and she was terrified to interact with them.

As she picked at her fish, her white ears and tail shot up once she heard a branch snap from above her. Her head darted up to the top of the tree above her only to see a large tiger that stared at her hungrily.

(Your name) quickly shifted into her snow leopard form and started to flee in terror, the larger tiger leaped down and gave tail. Her head pounded from the strong scent that came from the tiger, he must be the one who had marked territory all over the outer perimeter of her den and the forest… she truly hoped he didn’t catch and devour her.

(Your name) was soon knocked to the ground, the tiger pinned her to the ground without much effort. His golden eyes stared deeply into hers while her body shook like a leaf.

She felt herself shift back to her more human form while tears fell from her face. She was going to die… he was going to eat her…

The tiger surprised her when he licked the side of her face, a man now laid on top of her. The tongue soon replaced with lips that eagerly kissed her cheeks. An excitement was held in his now black eyes.

“You’re a leopard… you’re so cute!” The handsome man exclaimed in excitement while he slowly pushed himself off her. His orange and black ears flicked back and forth. “I’m sorry if I scared you…”

(Your name) could only cry while he tried to shush her. His thumbs wiped away her tears with a frown.

“Hey it’s okay… I’m Katsumi.” Katsumi introduced himself, the tiger shifter pressed his forehead to hers. “Please don’t be sad… I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you… you just started running before I could talk to you.”

Katsumi frowned at how thin she was. He’s never seen a shifter like her before… she didn’t belong here… she had to have been forced here… but it was the perfect opportunity for him! He’d be able to mate with another big cat!

Katsumi wrapped his arms around her trembling form. The man rested his head atop of hers. She probably had no idea he had made several attempts to court her… poor thing.

“How about you come to my den? I’ll take care of you.” Katsumi cooed while he stroked her soft ears. So cute… so helpless. She was lucky he took an interest in her! She’d starve to death soon…

“R-really?” Katsumi felt his heart flutter at her big eyes. So adorable… so trusting. He’d never let her go…

“Yes. I’ll get you something to eat.” Katsumi purred, the young man rubbed his head against hers. “I’ll take care of you.”

(Your name) took Katsumi’s hand as he lead her into the forest. The tiger’s purrs never ceased…

Over the course of a few weeks, Katsumi brought her plenty of food and even some pelts to keep warm. The tiger constantly fretted over her well being.

The large den was spacious and full of pelts… so many pelts that one would think a family lived there rather than two shifters.

Katsumi was quite chatty. Apparently he too was abandoned but he was taken in by a pack of gray wolves, which explained his sociable behavior… and how cuddly he is.

“You’re finally putting on weight… I’m happy.” Katsumi whispered, the man pressed hot kisses to her soft ears. “(Your name)?”

“Yes, Katsumi?” (Your name) nervously tried to scoot away from Katsumi to put distance between them. As of late, he’s been more touchy and she wasn’t sure why.

“Did you have a mate back at the exhibit?” Katsumi asked with a dazed look in his eye, a loud purr rumbled in his throat.

“No… they moved me out in exchange for panda…” (your name) bitterly laughed. “I mean… we were both endangered species but I guess they weren’t able to find another snow leopard-“

Katsumi pressed his nose against (your name)’s with a purr. “Does it matter if it’s a snow leopard? What about a Siberian tiger? I’m endangered too…”

(Your name) furrowed her brow in confusion. What did Katsumi mean- oh… oh. Katsumi wanted to mate with her?

“I’m a good provider right? I can take care of us and our young!” Katsumi exclaimed while he gestured to the den. “Plenty of space! And we’re both big cats… it could work.”

(Your name) felt her blood go cold. Katsumi took her in to mate with her… he wanted young…

“Katsumi-“ Katsumi pressed his lips to hers to silence her protests. Her body grew warm from the touch, what was happening?

“Cats can induce ovulation…” Katsumi whispered as he pressed kisses all over her cheeks and neck. “We’ll mate everyday for the next five days! That way we ensure plenty of cubs.”

“Katsumi, I don’t know-“ an overwhelming heat overtook her body. The young woman shook in fear. Her heat… her heat cycle was here… but how?

“See? Your cycle is here. It’s time to be bred, darling.” Katsumi gently laid her on the pelts he had collected, the tiger crawled on top of her as he helped her undress. “We’ll take care of that, okay? I’ll make you feel so good…”

Her head felt heavy and her body felt so hot… she couldn’t move nor could she voice her protests. Her body was on fire and the coolness from his skin soothed it. She’d let him… yes. Katsumi was big and strong… he’d be a good mate.

Katsumi smiled at the way she went slack under his touch. The man disrobed himself as well. He feasted his eyes on her body while she admired his.

“With this, you’ll be my mate… and I won’t leave you! You’ll be my lifelong mate.” Katsumi beamed at her, the weretiger lined himself up at her damp entrance. “With this, we are officially mates…”

(Your name) threw her head back when he entered, the tiger hissed at the sensation of her tightness. She was so damp and so tight… she was a dream.

“So perfect…” Katsumi whined, the man shallowly thrusted in and out to test the water. “You’re so good for me.”

(Your name) could only grab his biceps to try to ground herself. This was entirely too much. He was too big for her smaller body.

A scream ripped from her once he picked up the pace. His pert balls smacked against the flesh of her ass while his tail tangled with hers. Whines and gasps left his lips while he began to fuck into her like a wild beast.

“Yes! God!” Katsumi cried while he chased his high. “Gonna get you pregnant… you’re going to carry my cubs… you’re mine!”

(Your name) could only grasp onto his back while her own high began to creep up on her. A mantra of tumultuous cries escaped her lips as Katsumi continued his assault. The man’s face became more beastly while his high rapidly approached.

(Your name) came with a sharp cry, her orgasm sudden and violent. Her walls violently spawned around Katsumi, the man buried himself to the hilt within her while he came. His hands tightly grabbed the fatty flesh of her hips to hold her still while he emptied himself into her. The man panted in satisfaction.

Katsumi then sunk his fangs into her neck to create a mate mark on her, the young woman cried out in pain. Katsumi licked up the blood with a smile.

“You’re my mate… you’re mine.” Katsumi nuzzled his head against her face. “We’re going to have so many cubs… I can’t wait to meet them.”

#tw.baby trapping #tw.breeding #tw.size kink #TW.size difference #Baki AU #female reader #yandere imagine #yandere fic #yandere baki #yandere #Yandere weretiger #orochi katsumi #katsumi orochi #yandere katsumi orochi #katsumi orochi x reader

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anxiously-sidequesting · 2 years

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I thank you, my love, for these multiple lovely encounters we have had. And again, my thanks, for your willingness to spread the tree gospel. I would like to make some announcements to the tumblr denizens, however.

First! I have heard the cries of those who desire me carnally! To them I say, I bless not those who can perceive my form! If you wish to be graced by my presence, set your ask boxes to allow anon asks! I’m not baring my soul to just anyone! Second! There is indeed more than enough of me to go around.

- SexyTreesAnonTM

REJOICE, FOR OUR DEITY HAS BLESSED US WITH WISDOM. HEED THEIR WORDS WITH GREAT CARE

#you heard them kiddos #if you want to be haunted eternally #turn on anon asks and you will soon be visited #sexy trees anon

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runicwizards · 2 years

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as the original receiver of sexy tree anon asks i feel compelled to tell you that this tumblr drama has inspired me to reinstall wizard101. i'm a pirates guy myself and i don't even use tumblr. what have yall done to me

-sexy tree anon's friend aka kelvinfucker

Hell yeah!!! That's so cool!! I'm glad our community could inspire you to play w101 again and I hope you have fun!

#sexy trees anon #'s friend #wizard101 #w101 #wizzy101 #wiz101 #kelvinfucker #tree fucker saga

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klausysworld · 5 months

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hiiiii love your work anyways love IMAGINE edging Klaus to the brink for his Christmas gift and he has a Santa hat on OMFG

I friken love you

if think makes you uncomfortable DO NOT DO IT

xoxo,anon <333

Happy 1st of December and the beginning of a very merry christmas!! 🎅 🎄 🎁

Merry Christmas Indeed

Y/n had been planning this December since the moment Klaus told her that he hated Christmas. She couldn't understand it at all, how could he hate Christmas? Of course she could understand why people of other religions didn't celebrate or people who had never had Christmas growing up but the rest of the Mikaelsons were happy to be festive and involved with the holiday and for whatever reason, Klaus wouldn't budge on the subject. Even when his six year old daughter, Hope, had begged him to wear a Santa hat every year and decorate the tree with her, he had no joy around the magical day at all. Of course he always participated for Hope but the desire and passion was never there and nobody ever asked why or pushed him on it. Except Y/n.

As soon as Rebekah had told her of her brothers broody behaviour around the topic, she couldn't help but go to Niklaus and question it.

"Why don't you enjoy it?" she asked confused, tilting her head as he rolled his eyes

"It's just another day, nothing special about it" he grumbled and she frowned.

"It's a day where everyone comes together and is happy and-"

"Surely, if they loved each other enough then they could arrange to do something around the year instead of this pathetic holiday" he huffed before unclenching his jaw and looking back to Y/n, seeing her apprehensive stance and frown. "It doesn't matter, love. I just stay out the way, I won't dampen your fun I promise." he kissed her cheek softly and sighed. "Besides, it's months away, loads of time to plan my absence." he teased and she hummed but her mind wasn't with him anymore.

She was planning, yes but not for his absence. For his enjoyment and appreciation.

Originally she thought Christmas jumpers and treats but then she remembered that Klaus hated positivity at the best of times and dressing him up probably wasn't a strong start. But she decided that a Santa hat was a must, if not for her own wishes then for Hopes's who was also helping Y/n.

Hope was going to get her Dad to help her decorate Christmas cookies and all tree of them would decorate the tree. Hope and Y/n went shopping together throughout the year to find special, meaningful presents for him and made a mess when wrapping them. They bought unlimited decorations to cover both the inside and outside of the compound and Y/n had borderline begged Marcel and his vampires to put them up in the middle of the night on December first. Well, all except the tree in the living room which was where all the presents would go on Christmas morning, the girls wanted to do that one with Klaus, Elijah, Rebekah, Freya and Kol.

But anyways, once Y/n was sure that the vampires were decorating everything else, she went to bed. She snuggled up to Klaus and kissed him goodnight. What he didn't know was that she had an alarm on her watch which would wake up for 5am.

She then snuck out of their bed and pulled out a box from under it. Inside was a Christmas tree scented candle which she lighted and placed on the shelf below their television before grabbing the Christmas/fairy lights from the box and turning them on, pulling them across the headboard so it was lit up. She then returned to her box and grabbed a thinner box inside it, she pulled the top off to reveal a two piece Christmas outfit.

It was sexy little red top with thin straps and white fluff along the top to hide a small amount of her cleavage with a matching skirt. She slipped out of Klaus's shirt and her panties and pulled on the Santa outfit. She glanced into Niklaus's full length mirror, making sure it was on properly. The skirt barely covered the tops of her thighs but she knew it would work in her favour. With a deep breath she nodded to herself and grabbed the last item from the box, a Santa hat.

She pulled the covers off of Klaus's body resulting in a small groan as the warmth was taken from him as he slept. Quietly she climbed on top of him, her knees either side of his hips. She carefully leaned down and pulled the Santa hat onto his head, squishing his curls as she gently lifted the back of his neck so she could put it on him properly.

Following the action she pressed her lips to his forehead "please, please don't be grumpy" she whispered to his unconscious state. She had thought this through and figured that if she woke him with a very personal present then he would be in a better mood for the rest of the day and hopefully more up for Christmas.

So she continued with her kisses, first across his face lightly before getting to his jaw. Her lips pushed against his skin a little harder, slowly working down his neck and her teeth occasionally grazing the flesh to make his mind stir. His breathing remained deep as she sucked little marks that quickly healed into the base of his neck and down his bare chest. His skin was hot to touch and the urge to press her face against him and stay there was high but she moved on. She let her tongue slide over his abdomen, her lips kissing his stomach all over making his body twitch and a small hum to leave his chest.

Thankfully Klaus only ever slept in his boxers anyway so she didn't have to fully undress him. Instead she just slipped the underwear off him and let it fall to the floor. She then gently began to caress his thighs, his body easily let her push them apart so she could settle between them. With a quick glance up to check he was still asleep, she leaned down and pressed her lips to his cock.

A mumble left him at the sensation and he let out a long breath as her hands brushed up his thighs to his balls. She fondled them gently to help harden his dick which was already halfway there. Her tongue danced up the side of his cock leisurely, following one of the veins. Warmth surrounded his tip when her mouth wrapped around it. She sucked it softly and let one of her hands stroke his shaft slowly. Once he was fully hard in her hold, she lifted her hand to her mouth and coated the palm in her saliva before bringing it back to his awaiting cock.

Y/n sat up on her knees and stroked him firmly, her eyes flicked up to his face, her head tilted slightly to the side as she watched his lips part to let out a soft groan. His brows pulled together and his fingers lightly gripped the sheets below them. Her pace picked up and she jerked him quickly, smiling when his chest rose and fell much more rapidly and his back threatened to arch. Her thumb rolled over his tip, rubbing at his slit to make a gravelly moan escape him.

Her movements slowed again, calming his body down and making him sigh heavily. Silently she brought his head back to her mouth and licked over the top of it. A deep moan left him making her smile widen as she sucked on the tip again. She toyed with it for a minute while her hand kept a steady pace. A little squeeze was awarded for every sound he made and she gradually stroked him faster and faster. It was amusing how easy he was to play with whilst asleep, usually he tried to seem unbothered and kept his grunts to a minimum but here he couldn't control himself.

And once her head began bobbing up and down his length, he was a mess. Y/n had always loved getting him off while he slept, she was rarely awake before him and so didn't get to often but the few times it had happened in the past were thoroughly enjoyable for both parties.

So she knew what she was doing when she took him to the back of her throat and gagged around him slightly. The way his hips bucked was enough proof to confirm this. A breathy version of her name left his lips making her look up but his eyes were still closed. A hum vibrated from her mouth through to his cock making him choke on a breath and his hands to grab the sheets tightly.

She pulled her mouth back to focus on just the tip of his dick again, swirling her tongue around it as her one hand squeezed his balls gently and the other kept up with the rest of his cock. His breathing grew more laboured and a long, low moan left him as well as his slit releasing some pre cum into mouth making her hum again and make his hips jump up to feel her hot throat suck him in.

With a gasp for air she pulled off him. Coughing as quietly as she could. A small whine left his lips when her hands left him alone and his breathing began to slow again. Y/n let her fingers brush against his hips, drawing little patterns into his skin as she waited for his tip to stop leaking. His body stirred gently but he didn't quite wake making her smile and nibble her lip apprehensively.

After another minute she took him back into her hand and went back to stroking him quickly making him jolt and grunt at the sudden intensity. She leaned back down and used her spit to keep him lubricated and easy to jerk off.

She continued this rotation of stroking, licking, suckling and squeezing until she could feel him ready to spill into her mouth, at which pointy she pulled away again and left him moaning in disappointment.

With a hum and a knowing smile, she crawled up his body and covered herself over his cock. "Nik" she whispered, brushing her lips over his ear. A small sound emitted from him and she gently kissed his lips.

Klaus began to wake and his senses seemed hit him all at once. The strong scent of pine filled his nose shortly followed by the familiar aroma of his lover like every other morning except this time he could smell her arousal much more. The though made him groan softly and begin to open his eyes. As soon as he did, his cock was gripped tightly with heat and his mouth fell open. "Ohhh" he moaned, his eyes fluttering but he forced them open. He looked up forward and saw his girl on top of him, dressed in same red and white that usually made him huff in annoyance but all he could do was moan in appreciation at the sight. The little skirt wouldn’t let him see underneath it but he knew that he was stuffed inside her pretty cunt. He was also becoming increasingly aware of the hyper sensitivity of his cock. With a heavy breath, he pushed himself up onto his elbows to see the little wet marks all down his body in the shape of her mouth. "Oh fuck" he gasped when she moved along him.

His arms gave back out and his head hit the pillow and he furrowed his brows at the feel of something else on his head. His shaky hand lifted to touch it but she pulled his hands away and took them in hers making his eyes lift to find her gaze.

She bounced slowly on top of him, her ample breasts moving up and down in her not-so-supportive top. Little sounds left her lips as she caressed his hands softly.

"Christ sweetheart-" he whispered, his mind struggling to keep up with his body. His cock was ready to cum right there and then but Klaus wouldn't let himself come undone so fast, poor guy didn't realise he'd already been denied the chance to twice already. So when she began moving faster and faster again, he couldn't help the struggled moan nor the way his hands squeezed hers to a painful measure.

"Nik" she breathed and he grunted. "You feel so good" she told him quietly, knowing it would pull a sound from him and make his hips buck against his will. "Nik, I love you" she whispered, squeezing his hand back and feeling his dick twitch and his body tense. Immediately her body came to a halt and the overwhelming sensation began to die down. He let out a noise of confusion and pushed himself up into her but she pressed her knees to his sides to tell him no.

"Love" he murmured, his hand moving to her face. She hummed and stroked his hand down to his wrist.

"Merry Christmas" she whispered a nervous smile on her face making him let out a laugh and squeezed her hands

"Merry indeed" he smiled and she sighed in relief.

"Good because I promised Hope that you'd decorate the tree...and cookies" she grinned and groaned

"No- ohh" he cut himself off when she slid up and down again, returning to a deliberate pace. "That's not fair" he whispered though there was no anger or upset in his tone at all. His hands held hers tightly again as she quickened her movements and he pulled her closer

"You have to" she mumbled with a small moan, her teeth biting her tongue to keep herself from becoming a mess.

"But-"

"I won't, mm, I won't let you cum" she whispered and he let out a little laugh

"Love- you know you won't be able to go without" he grinned but when her bouncing stopped again he let out a huff.

"I will today, if you don't at least decorate the tree and try to enjoy yourself then no sex all month" she threatened and he narrowed his eyes

"You wouldn't" he dared and she raised a brow.

"I'm not the thousand year old sex addict" she teased and he rolled his eyes before beginning to roll his hips to hers.

"Nik no" she demanded and he frowned

"You're serious?" he whispered, a frown growing on his face.

"Please?" she asked, stroking his hands again "I'll look after you" she offered, grinding against him as if to make her point which she did when he let out a guttural moan.

"You will?" he mumbled, his eyes fluttering again as she squeezed his cock tightly.

"Mhm, I'll be your personal elf" she giggled and he laughed with a smile

"Christmas isn't my kind of holiday" he reminded

"No holiday is your kind of holiday" she teased "But they're for everyone, you just have to try...you might like it if you don't immediately put a negative spin on the occasion" she pouts.

"You make it sound like I'm mean" he grumbles though his words came out breathy and broken

"You are mean- like the grinch" she laughed, leaning down to kiss his cheek. “But even the grinch ended up liking Christmas” she smiled and he hummed, pulling her face to his and kissing her lips lovingly.

“I can’t guarantee anything” he told her and she nodded “but I can try” he agreed and she smiled softly

"That's all I need to hear" she whispered and he sighed quietly and slid his hands to her hips, squeezing her gently

"Great…Fuck me now darling?" he asked, a growing grin spreading across his face when she rolled her eyes and went back to bouncing above him, feeling him leaking a little bit inside her again.

"You should hear yourself when you're all sleepy" she teased as she pressed her hands to his chest and continued to ride him passionately. He groans and lifts his hips to meet her ass,

"I can't help it" he mumbled, his eyes beginning to close against his will as his body began to fuck up into her with desperation to soothe the ache of his cock. Klaus didn't like to be teased but he had made the mistake of telling her that she could do anything she wanted to him whilst he was asleep and if he were honest, he'd never been happier for it. In fact he felt as though he were on cloud-nine when she moaned on top of him, when her soft tight cunt squeezed him perfectly. But when he ready to finally fill her, he felt that pleasure ripped away from him once more. He let out a yell of frustration and groaned loudly, ignoring her giggle.

"Shh, everyone’s still asleep" She whispers, stroking his chest and neck as she pulls off his cock completely and climbed off of him. He whispered a breathy "no" as her warmth left him. Slowly he pushed himself up, looking to his poor dick which was soaked and solid. He then lifted his hand and pulled the Santa hat off, looking at it unamused before turning to where she stood. A gulp sounded as he looked up to see her in only the skirt, the top laid at her feet. His eyes focused on her perky breasts and his body burned for her,

"We have half an hour before Elijah's alarm and an hour before Hope wakes up and wants to start baking" she tells him "Now either sit back, get ready and we'll get you in the proper festive spirit or I'm going back sleep. Your choice." she offered with her hands on her hips.

Silently he pulled the Christmas hat back on and leaned back against the headboard. "Merry Christmas indeed" he muttered to himself as he watched her near him once again, this time with the intention of giving him one of the best orgasms he’ll ever have.

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sihtricfedaraaahvicius · 8 months

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Note: requested by a lovely anon!

Warnings: 18+!!!! smut.

pairing: Modern!Sihtric x you (f)

summary: You finally decided to work towards your summer body goals, for next year's summer at least, and you found yourself a personal trainer, who happened to be the hottest guy you had ever seen.

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'Already complaining, doll?'

'Okay, don't be a wuss,' you muttered to yourself, looking at the gym sign in front of you, 'you got this. You want this. You want that body!'

You pushed the door open, stepped inside the large gym, and… you freaked out. It was crowded and loud, packed with hoards of gym bros, who you couldn't stand, and you envied every lady who had that killer body you longed for. It's not that you didn't look good, your body was perfectly fine, but we all have our insecurities. You had just booked a girls trip to Aruba for next year, and you wanted to be carefree in your bikini for once. Working out in a public gym freaked you out, you were too insecure, too shy and too inexperienced to be comfortable in a place like that. So after the trip was booked, you got yourself an intake with a personal trainer

You hurried past the sweaty, muscular men and women, up the stairs, where the private gyms were located. You actually had no idea who your personal trainer was, you just randomly clicked a name on the website and booked a meeting. And because your decision had been so impulsive, you didn't even know if your trainer was a man or a woman, and you panicked again as you climbed up the stairs. You walked up to the door number you had received in your confirmation email, and you desperately hoped your trainer would be a woman, or a really old guy. But the latter was wishful thinking, because why would a really old man be a personal trainer? You sat down and scrolled through your pinterest feed, looking at all those Aruba aesthetics, and you lost yourself in a daydream.

'Miss?' a soft, low voice called out to you.

But you were far away, dreaming of palm trees and those cocktails with the little umbrellas in it. Suddenly a pair of sneakers appeared in your view as you looked down at your phone, startling you, and you looked up.

'Miss?' the voice said again, and you locked eyes with the bearer.

You gasped softly at the insanely good looking, no, the just plain hot and sexy man who towered over you.

'Got me a little daydreamer here, huh?' the man smiled and hid one of his mismatched eyes with a quick wink.

Your cheeks heated up and you felt your limbs tremble out of nowhere, while your mouth went dry. You stared at the god-like man as if you were a deer caught in headlights, which clearly amused him as a half smile settled on his beautiful, sharp face. Beside his mismatched eyes, the man had a goatee, his shoulder length hair braided on top, tied in a small ponytail at the back, while the sides were recently shaved. He looked friendly yet dangerously attractive, with a tattoo on his neck up to the side of his head, a scar on his forehead and one on his cheek, while his arms were the perfect amount of toned, and his white shirt highlighted his muscular torso hidden underneath.

'I'm Sihtric,' he said, holding his hand out, 'I believe we have an appointment?'

You forced yourself to take his hand, and the firm handshake Sihtric gave you, while he repeated your name back to you, made you almost temporarily blind.

'I, uh,' you stammered, 'yes.'

'Come on in,' Sihtric smiled and held the door open for you.

You got up on your shaky knees, and you have no idea how you managed to walk inside the office that was part of his private gym, but you were glad you made it and sat down again. Sihtric immediately thought you were cute and had checked you out as you walked past him, before he offered you a drink. You emptied the glass of water before Sihtric could even sit down, and he raised an eyebrow when he leaned back and saw your already empty glass.

'Would you like another?' he chuckled.

'No, thank you,' you nearly wheezed.

'Okay,' Sihtric said, and he grabbed a pen to fidget with as he spoke, 'so, I need to know your goals and motives before I can decide if I will take you on as a client, or if you'd be better off with another trainer. You okay if I ask you some stuff?'

You nodded and reminded yourself to blink, before he'd notice you were straight up staring at him.

'Alright,' he smiled, licked his lips and opened his laptop. He pulled open a drawer and took out some reading glasses, which he put on while opening a document on his screen.

'So, why are you here? What is your goal?' he asked, looking at his laptop.

'Uh, well,' you swallowed hard, he looked even hotter with those glasses on, 'I… n-next year I have a trip booked, in the summer, and I just… for once, you know, want to… to look good,' you shrugged shyly.

Sihtric looked back at you, lowered his head slightly, frowned, and met your eyes as he looked over the rims of his glasses.

'Look good?' he shook his head lightly, 'lady, you're looking good as you are.'

'I- in a bikini, I mean,' you added, sweating, wishing you were in a bikini at a pool right now just so you could cool off.

His eyes quickly looked you up and down, and he tilted his head as he suddenly looked somewhat concerned.

'Tell me you are not here because your partner told you so,' he said, 'because then I'd like an appointment with whoever that is too.'

'Oh, no, no,' you said with big eyes, 'no, I'm… I'm single. I just… I'm doing this for me.'

'Okay, good,' Sihtric approved and pushed his glasses up his nose, 'then your wish is my command, lady,' he grinned, looked back at his laptop and started typing, 'so you want a so-called summer body then?'

'Yeah, I guess,' you chuckled, and Sihtric gave you a quick smile.

'So, what exactly do you want to work on? Do you just want toned arms? Or do you wish to get some abs or some serious leg muscles to show off?'

'Mainly my arms and abs, yeah,' you said.

'Mhm,' Sihtric hummed, then took off his glasses and looked at you as he leaned back in his chair, 'now, you need to understand that you can work out all you want, but it's more than that,' he said, 'it's also about your entire lifestyle. You have to eat healthy, get those proteins, you know? But also your mindset needs to be good. If you're not feeling it, your body will know. Everything is connected. You have to take good care of yourself. Eat well, sleep well, and train well. I can help you reach your goal, no problem,' he shrugged, 'but you gotta work for it. And I need to know if you're up for that. And I mean really be up for that, because if you decide after a few weeks that it's too intense, and the changes it requires in your daily life are too drastic, then please, do not waste my time. And just because you're cute,' he smirked, 'doesn't mean I'll go easy on you. In fact,' Sihtric leaned in over his desk, 'that makes me want to wear you out even more, and use up everything you got for me with each session.'

You stared at him, not remembering the last time you blinked, and you watched Sihtric lean back again.

'So, are you up for that?' he smiled.

'Yeah, I- I understand,' you said softly, 'I'm up for that.'

'Great,' Sihtric said, 'I'll need you to email me a schedule of your daily routine as soon as possible. I need to know what you eat throughout the day and how much you move around, so I can make a training schedule that fits you personally.'

'Okay.'

'I'll send you a standard list of the things I'll need to know now,' he said and clicked a few times on his mousepad, and a moment later your phone buzzed.

'Got it,' you smiled as you looked at your screen.

'Good,' Sihtric said, 'based on your reply, I'll set up the next meeting and then we can start. Any questions?'

'Eh, no,' you said, 'all clear.'

After you had finally recovered from, and accepted that, your personal trainer was a complete babe who wasn't planning on going easy on you, you replied to his email. You told him about your diet, workout history, which was basically nonexistent, and he needed to know if you had any previous injuries he had to take in consideration.

After about an hour you received a reply back, and your next appointment was already in a few days. Sihtric also included his number in the last email, and said you could text him during working hours if it was important, because he'd reply faster through texts than through email. You added his number and hesitantly texted him with your name, cursing yourself for being nervous to text a work number. But as it was already late at night, you didn't expect a reply, so you hit the send button and forgot about it. But when your phone buzzed only a minute later, your heart skipped a beat.

Sihtric: I told you to sleep well, yet here you are, saving my number late at night ;)

'Holy shit,' you mumbled, staring at your phone, 'fuck. Fuck! Why is he even answering?' You gathered all your courage and replied to him.

You: I thought you would only respond during working hours, yet here you are, also not sleeping well it seems ;)

You threw your phone on your bed and nearly screamed when it buzzed again, only seconds later.

Sihtric: fair play lady

Sihtric: just because I advise someone to sleep well, doesn't mean that I sleep well myself ;)

You: you'd sleep a whole lot better if you'd go to bed ;)

Sihtric: oh but I am in bed already ;)

You wondered if he was trying to lure you into something here.

You: well, so am I ;)

You: but then I will no longer bother you :) sorry if I did, I thought you'd have your work phone switched off actually

Sihtric: you're not a bother, doll

Sihtric: and I don't have a work phone, this is just my private number. All my clients have it

You: I see… and here I thought I was special :(

Sihtric: if it makes you feel any better…

Sihtric: you're definitely my prettiest client :)

You: you flirt with all your clients on here???

Sihtric: oh, for sure. The retired folks who I train with are simply irresistible ;)

You: oh and you're funny too, I see…

Sihtric: very much so ;) and I'll see you in a few days, pretty lady.

You were nervous once again when you walked into Sihtric's private gym. Not just because you knew it was going to be rough, but also because Sihtric looked even hotter than last time you had seen him. His hair was braided again, he was wearing a black sleeveless shirt and red sweatpants. While you were wearing an old shirt that hung loosely around your body, covering up your sports bra, combined with black gym shorts and comfy sneakers.

Sihtric had greeted you with a warm smile and wasted no time getting to work.

'You ever used dumbbells before?'

'No,' you smiled sheepishly, 'sorry.'

'No worries,' Sihtric said, 'here, try these.'

He handed you one of the lighter pairs, then grabbed one dumbbell to use himself, a much heavier one, and showed you how to do a bicep curl. But you barely understood him as your eyes were fixated on his flexing muscles.

'Like that, okay? You try it,' he said, 'three sets. One set consists of fifteen repeats.'

'Wait… fifteen?' you grimaced and Sihtric stared at you.

'Already complaining, doll?'

'N-no,' you chuckled.

'Thought so,' he smirked, resting his hands on his hips as he stood back, 'alright, entertain me now.'

You were already sweating before you even lifted one dumbbell, and you just had no idea how you were supposed to decently work out in front of Sihtric. He was way too good looking, way too sexy, and way too cheeky for his own good.

'No,' Sihtric shook his head as you tried to perform your first bicep curl, 'you're not holding it right, love,' he said and stepped closer, 'that way you're going to pull a muscle.'

He took your hand, guiding your fingers in the right position, and you swooned at the small lines tattooed on his fingers. Then he held your elbow with one hand, as he brought your hand up while holding the weight, teaching you the correct posture and movement of the exercise.

'Better that way?' he asked.

'Yeah,' you chuckled, 'thanks.'

You managed to get through the first set rather fine, the second set was a bit of a struggle, and when you reached the third set, you thought your arms would fall off. Sihtric stood back, clearly enjoying your struggle as he bit down on his lip with a smile. When you just barely finished the third set, Sihtric told you to put the dumbbells down on the floor.

'Feeling your arms now?'

'It fucking burns,' you laughed, painfully and out of breath.

'Good,' Sihtric grinned, 'that means we found you the right weights. The last set always needs to be a struggle, if it's too easy, you need heavier weights.' He winked and squeezed your already sore arm. 'Gotta put those muscles to work, lady,' he smiled.

After you did some more dumbbell exercises, it was time for sit ups. You were glad you could give your arms some rest and you sat down. But when Sihtric sat down in front of you, leaning in, holding your feet down to the floor as he told you to do as many sit ups as you could, you wished you were lifting weights again. He stared into your eyes each time you sat up, and each time it felt as if all the air in your lungs was punched right out at the sight of his mismatched eyes.

You had no idea how many sit ups you had done, it felt like fifty, but Sihtric said you only did fifteen.

'Come on, give me five more, doll,' he smirked, 'you gotta work for me.'

With a heavy and pathetic groan, you completed twenty sit ups, and you laid down on the floor, exhausted.

'God, I'm fucking boiling,' you huffed.

'I bet. You'd feel a whole lot better if you took off that shirt,' Sihtric said, slightly leaning over you as he still held your feet pinned to the floor.

You stared up at him, his smirk made your cheeks heat up even more, but you knew he was right. You didn't wear a sports bra for nothing, you just didn't think you'd get so warm after only two exercises.

'Yeah, maybe,' you said, struggling to sit back up.

You tried taking off your shirt, but your arms were so sore, you hissed at the movement.

'Fuck,' you grimaced, 'nevermind. My arms hurt too much,' you chuckled.

Sihtric hummed with a smile and leaned in again. 'Need some help with that?'

'I don't know,' you said, 'I'm paying you to help me get in shape, not to help me out of my shirt,' you laughed, which was also painful, but you tried to hide it, 'and… I don't know if I'm comfortable without a shirt,' you said shyly, but desperately wanting to give your body some air to cool off.

'Oh, please,' Sihtric said, 'I don't want you to pass out here because your body gets overheated, there's nothing you have to hide from me. I've seen every body shape, we're all just human,' he said and his tattooed fingers got a hold of your shirt. He slowly pulled your shirt up, over your head, 'And besides,' he smiled, handing you your shirt, 'me taking off your shirt is included in the price, just for you though,' he winked.

You choked on your saliva and desperately reached for your water bottle as Sihtric got up.

'But if it makes you feel more comfortable,' Sihtric said as he took off his own shirt, 'I'll join you by taking something off too.'

You emptied your entire water bottle in one go at the sight of his toned chest. His abs were insane, his biceps were to die for and his whole body… the things you imagined he could do to you in bed made you feel lightheaded. In the mirror behind him you noticed he had a concerning amount of scars on his back, and you wondered what his story was. You stared at his reflection while Sihtric threw his shirt in a corner and looked down at you, eyeing you up before he crouched down next to you, when he saw you were trying to hide your body by pulling your knees up to your chest.

'Listen to me,' Sihtric spoke softly, his face so close to yours, you felt his body heat, 'you have absolutely nothing to be ashamed of, doll. Honestly, I don't even know why you're here,' he smiled softly, 'you look perfect as you are,' he stared into your eyes and shrugged, 'but, if you wish to make some changes, that's all your choice, and I'm here to help. But you should never feel like you have to hide yourself, and definitely not for a personal trainer, okay?'

You smiled shyly and nodded.

'Good. Now,' he licked his lips, 'I want you to get on your hands and knees for me.'

'E-excuse me?' you asked, wide-eyed.

'For the plank exercise?' Sihtric frowned innocently as he sat back. But the faintest hint of a smirk on his face told you he knew exactly what it had sounded like.

'O-oh,' you chuckled.

'Why? You thought I meant something else?' Sihtric played dumb.

'I… I don't know what you mean,' you lied, but your laugh betrayed you.

'Sure,' Sihtric smiled and hummed, 'bet you like it that way, huh?'

You gasped and laughed again. 'I can't believe this conversation,' you chuckled, 'but fine,' you got a rush of confidence, 'yeah, maybe I do like that.'

Sihtric laughed, throwing his head back as he did, and you didn't even realise you bit down on your lip as your eyes got stuck on his exposed neck, and then your eyes wandered down his body, taking in the spectacular sight in front of you.

'Hey,' Sihtric said, smiling as he looked back at you, 'it's a good exercise if you have someone to join you.'

'Yeah, well, unfortunately,' you chuckled as you finally brought your body into the position he had requested.

Sihtric's eyes took you in for a moment and he licked his lips again. Then he placed one hand on your arm and one on your back, gently pushing you down on your elbows into the plank position.

'If your session was over already…' he said, not finishing his sentence.

You looked at him as he took on the same position next to you, joining you for the exercise.

'Then what?' you asked, feeling your abs hurting already as you held yourself up.

Sihtric stared back into your eyes, biting his lip as he effortlessly held himself up.

'Then I would've made your entire body sore,' he smirked, and you collapsed down on the floor.

After you had done your last round of shadow boxing, you were simply worn out. You dragged your feet towards the sink to refill your water bottle, Sihtric following you to do the same, but just before you reached it, your legs gave out underneath you. Sihtric caught you in his arms and carefully seated you on a chair. You didn't faint, but you got close, and Sihtric held the back of your head as he forced you to drink some water.

'Did you eat what I put on the schedule for you?' he asked, handing you a dextro.

'Not all of it,' you confessed, hiding your face in your hands as you waited for the sugar rush to kick in.

Sihtric sighed and clicked his tongue, then he moved your hands away from your face and cupped your cheeks.

'Listen, I am not telling you what to do because I simply enjoy telling you what to do,' he chuckled lightly, 'I am telling you what to do, because this is what I wanted to avoid. I am not making shit up, you really have to be prepared for a workout. You really have to take care of yourself.'

'I know,' you mumbled, ashamed.

'Then act on it,' Sihtric smiled sweetly and squeezed your chin lightly with his hand, 'you okay, doll?'

'Yeah,' you smiled, 'thank you.'

'You better not pull this stunt next time, lady,' Sihtric said, 'or you'll be doing ten more sit ups for me.'

You felt sore for days after your first workout, and Sihtric had checked on you through texts a few times throughout the week. You were just as nervous for your second workout, but equally as excited to see Sihtric again. But as fate would have it, your work scheduled a sudden meeting, which clashed with your training. You only found out on the morning itself, and you nervously texted your personal trainer.

You: hey, I'm really sorry, my work planned a sudden meeting this afternoon. I have to cancel our appointment…

Sihtric: is this you trying to quit, lady?

You: I swear it's not

Sihtric: better not ;)

Sihtric: what time you off?

You: I should be home around 8 in the evening…

Sihtric asked you for your address, saying there was no way you were skipping a training, and he'd come over to your place, if you'd let him, to still do your workout as planned. You agreed, desperately wanting to see him again, and the entire day you couldn't pay attention to anything else, other than the image in your head of how good Sihtric looked shirtless. You made sure to eat enough during the day, not wanting to nearly pass out again, and you anxiously waited for Sihtric to ring your doorbell in the evening.

When you opened the door, you nearly went down to the floor already at the sight of his long, slightly messy hair. This was the first time you saw him without braids, and you cursed him for looking so good. You wondered if he knew how good he looked.

'Thought you could skip a workout?' Sihtric smiled as you let him in.

'Honestly, no,' you laughed, 'I really had to work. It wasn't planned.'

'Sure,' he chuckled, knowing you weren't backing out, he just liked to taunt you.

'You always do house visits in the evening?' you taunted back.

'Oh, yeah, all the time,' he joked.

'Bet your partner is not happy with this?' you pried as you walked him into your living room.

'No one's keeping me in check, lady,' Sihtric smiled softly and put his gym bag on the floor, 'only got myself to look after.'

'Oh,' you said, satisfied with the answer, 'good for you. Do you want a drink?'

'Yeah, sure, why not.'

Sihtric followed you into your kitchen, and he traced his fingers over your bare arms as you poured him a drink, your breath hitching upon his warm touch.

'Still sore?' he smiled.

'Barely,' you said, handing him his glass.

'Hm,' Sihtric hummed and put the glass down on the kitchen counter as he stepped closer, towering over you, 'I should go a little harder on you tonight then.'

'Oh, really?' you chuckled, 'how hard?' you asked, your heart beating out of your chest.

Sihtric licked his lips and exhaled with a chuckle.

'Harder than you could possibly take, doll,' he breathed with a half smile.

'You don't know what I can take,' you said and shrugged lightly.

You bit down on your lip and Sihtric pressed his body against yours. He leaned his hands on the counter behind you and brought his lips close to your ear.

'You think you can take me?' he asked, his lips brushing against your ear as he laughed softly, 'hm?' Sihtric smiled and looked back in your eyes, 'think you can take me whole when I fuck you hard, lady?'

'You don't know what I can take,' you said again, breathier this time.

'You think you can take me when I push you down on your hands and knees?' Sihtric whispered, staring into your eyes, 'think you can take me when I pull your hair and spank your ass?' he chuckled and hummed, then bared his teeth before he smacked his lips, 'think you can take me when I show you every corner of the bed? Or when I throw your legs over my shoulders, going so… fucking… deep… into you, that it'll almost make you blackout?'

'I can take you,' you said, chest heaving up and down, just like his.

Sihtric chuckled again and brushed his lips over your neck, before leaving soft, open-mouthed kisses. You softly moaned at the feeling, allowing your head to fall back while he kissed and licked your sensitive neck in a teasing manner.

'How does that feel?' he husked, keeping you trapped with his body.

'G-good,' you smiled, and your hands moved up in his hair.

'You want more?'

'Yes,' you sighed.

'Beg pretty, doll,' Sihtric laughed softly, grinding his hips against yours, making you feel his hard cock, 'beg for more. Beg for me.'

'Fuck,' you hissed, pulling his hair, 'please… please, give me more.'

Sihtric groaned when you pulled his hair, and he wrapped his arms around you, pressing you firmly against his body. He continued his wet kisses on your neck, down to your shoulders, pulling down the strap of your sports bra with his teeth, before he ran his tongue back up to your neck, earning a desperate moan from your lips as you grabbed the collar of his shirt.

'Tell me what you want,' Sihtric whispered in your ear, and pinched your earlobe between his lips as his hand moved up to your neck, 'tell me,' he breathed, his hand wrapping pleasantly around your throat.

'Please,' you moaned, desperately, 'please, just fuck me. Fuck me anywhere you want, any way, just… please. God,' you sighed, 'I need to be fucked by you so badly.'

'I'll fuck you sore,' he rasped, 'you'll feel every single muscle when I'm done with you. And you'll still feel me inside you for days to come. You sure you can take that?'

'Ye-yeah,' you smiled and closed your eyes as he kissed your clavicles.

He brought his lips back up to your face, and finally captured you in a heated kiss. His tongue found access into your mouth with ease, and you kissed each other until you ran out of breath.

'Where can I have my way with you?' Sihtric whispered, his heavy-lidded eyes staring down at you.

You took his hand and led him up the stairs, to your bedroom. He picked you up, threw you on your bed with ease, and climbed on top of you with a soft laugh.

'Ready to work for me?' he smiled and dragged his tongue over your neck again, before he left another bruise on your skin as he pinched your flesh between his teeth.

'Oh, fuck,' you moaned, tugging his shirt, 'please…'

'Yeah, that's it,' Sihtric husked, grabbing your chin, 'beg.'

'Please,' you whispered.

'Beg,' he said again, more firm this time.

'Please, Sihtric,' your breath hitched in your throat.

'So pretty when you beg,' he smiled and sat back, taking off his shirt, and you moaned at the sight of him.

Sihtric grabbed your ankle and pulled you to the edge of your bed, 'on the floor,' he said, and you listened.

'Give me twenty sit ups,' he said as he pinned your feet down, 'you will count, and each time you mess up, you start over, you got that?' he asked and pecked your lips.

You were as confused as you were aroused. Was he going to fuck you or was he really only here for a workout? You had no idea, but you did whatever he asked. You nodded and you started your sit ups.

'One… two…' you breathed.

'You have no idea how hard I'm going to take you tonight,' Sihtric chuckled.

'T-three… f-four…' you struggled to stay focused.

'I'm going to use you up, doll, I'm going to fuck you so good, you'll never want another cock inside you again,' he smiled as he kept his eyes locked with yours each time you sat up, and he moved one hand between your thighs, rubbing firmly against your core.

'S-ix… no, fuck,' you messed up.

'Again!' Sihtric said, and he slapped your still clothed slit hard.

'Ah, fuck!' you cried out with a smile, and you tried to collect yourself again to start over with your sit ups.

'One… two… three… four…'

'Good girl,' Sihtric chuckled as he teased you with his hand again.

'Five… six… seven…'

'Such a good girl,' he breathed, and you lost count again.

You cursed and Sihtric pulled down your shorts, along with your panties, which he flung somewhere into your room. He laid down, propped up on his elbows, and he grabbed your hips, pulling your wet pussy up to his mouth.

'Start over,' his hot breath, his facial hair and his wild, loose hair tickled you, and he held you in a firm grip as he delved his tongue between your folds.

You squirmed in his arms, desperately trying to continue another set of sit ups.

'One… two…' each count was simply a desperate moan, as his tongue and lips pleased you in a heavenly way, 'three… fuck, Sihtric, oh god, FOUR!' you screamed as you felt his heavy moan against your core. 'F-five… six…' your voice trembled as much as your entire body.

Beside being overwhelmed with pleasure, your abs were killing you. But Sihtric had warned you that he wouldn't go easy on you.

'You won't get my cock if you don't do your exercises,' he smirked and licked your juices off his lips, before he went down on you again.

You continued your sit ups, and as tears rolled down your face, from the struggle and the intense pleasure, you finally reached twenty. Sihtric gave you one more firm lick before he moved up, and wiped his mouth.

'Fuck, you taste good,' he smiled, 'now get on your hands and knees.'

Finally, you thought, and before you turned away from him, you saw Sihtric take off his sweatpants. He kneeled down next to you and, like the first time, he pushed you down on your elbows, in the plank position. Sihtric took off his underwear and kneeled in front of you, and you were confused again. You thought he was finally going to fuck you, but he wasn't. Not the way you thought at least.

'Open,' he whispered, tracing this thumb over your lips, and you listened. He slowly brought his length inside your mouth and his hands settled in your hair. 'You know this exercise,' he smiled, 'you stay in this position for one minute. And if you fail,' he chuckled and raked his fingers through your hair, 'you'll have my cock in your mouth for as long as it takes for you to complete that minute.'

You moaned softly, desperately trying to not give in and lower your body onto the floor, while Sihtric slowly fucked your mouth. You desperately struggled the last twenty seconds, but Sihtric hummed with a satisfied smile as he pulled out. You gasped for air and chuckled.

'Good girl,' he whispered and kissed your lips.

'Told you… I… I could take you,' you grinned, out of breath.

'You think I was done?' Sihtric smiled, and he picked you up again.

He threw you on your bed again and joined you. He took your legs, throwing them over his shoulders, and pushed inside you with ease. You moaned hard at the feeling of his size, and as soon as you had adjusted, Sihtric fucked you hard and deep, just like he had promised. You screamed and cried out his name, loving every second of your workout, but you also knew he didn't lie when he said you'd feel him for days after. Which was exactly what happened. He did everything he told you he would. He took you from behind, pulling your hair and spanking your ass. He showed you every corner of your bed, as he flipped you over with ease with those strong arms. And when Sihtric came, after you were fucked sore and numb already, he held you in his arms, pressing soft kisses to your skin as you tried to recover.

'Was this… also included in your price?' you asked, tiredly, but with a grin.

'This was for free,' Sihtric chuckled, 'but you'll still have to pay for your sessions at my gym,' he said and cupped your cheek with his hand, 'but if you'd like, we could do these free workouts on a regular basis too.'

'They'll always be free?' you smirked.

'Hm,' Sihtric hummed, 'only if you'll go out with me,' he said and kissed your lips.

'Only if you promise that you don't do these kinds of workouts with anyone else,' you smiled.

'I promise,' Sihtric whispered and smiled.

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thejujvtsupost · 22 days

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Hi! I saw your requests and can I just ask a little red riding hood au where reader is little red and geto/gojo/nanami/toji are the wolves that eat you (out).

[They don't have to be literal wolves but just as wild. U can pick one but if you want to write for more than one it would be great]

Good Enough To Eat 18+ mdni

Anon your brain is beautiful! This was originally for Halloween, but my I present: full moon Nanami 😌

Notes: F!reader, sex in the woods, prey/predator play(+dom/sub?), oral (F receiving), light breeding kink bc it’s Nanami, minor injuries, reader is consenting/discussed beforehand- consent is v sexy!

Someone did a public service and pulled an audio of Nanami’s heavy breathing and I need to be euthanized. I’d also like to dedicate this to @pseudowho because they’re always on top of the Kento Agenda and sharing the audio with them was a MUST. Like that’s literally our husband. 💗

You weren’t sure how long you were running with your picnic basket but you couldn’t catch your breath.

You couldn’t stop, either.

What started out as a simple evening picnic in the woods with your lover turned into a chase, as you ran for your life.

Kento… Kento was different from other husbands…

His unique qualities weren’t a hindrance to your relationship aside from the few times a year his instincts took over- and the heightened senses around the full moon. Even then, you both were so careful to avoid any accidental injuries. His body was far stronger than yours, with his heightened strength and lack of restraint being around him during his most vulnerable moments was dangerous.

“You can’t run forever, my love. I can smell you…”

Despite his taunts you refused to respond. He would catch up eventually but you didn’t want to make things worse by alerting him with your voice.

Unfortunately, between the blood pounding in your ears and lack of oxygen in your lungs, you lost your balance and tripped over an exposed tree root- with a twisted ankle, you were now dinner.

“Poor thing, that looked painful. Let me see it.”

Kento sounded calm but you knew the truth. Inside he was a simmering, insatiable, beast that already expressed its intentions of eating you.

He was getting closer and closer with his inhuman speed, you tried to get up and run but he had you pinned face down to the forest floor in seconds. Fuck.

“Got you.”

His voice was raspy in your ear as he started mouthing at your neck, “Gonna take you apart right here, right now. Feel how ready I am to take you?”

And you did, his cock was straining in his pants when he harshly ground against your ass. Impatiently, he pulled your hips up and adjusted your legs, keeping a hand on your back to maintain a good arch. The draft of the cool night air hit the back of your thighs, reaching higher when Kento flipped your dress up.

“No panties huh? You like being a wet whore don’t you? Running through the woods from a beast and leaking from your cunt.” He leaned down to inhale your scent close to the source and growled. “This pretty cunt needs filled up.”

You couldn’t help but feel a little bit of shame at how turned on you were by all of it.

A high pitched mewl left you as his tongue flicked across your clit from the back, feeling the way it throbbed each time it lashed against you. His lips sealed around your sensitive nub, alternating between slurping up your growing arousal and suckling your clit.

Your body was on fire, pussy clenching, needy for him to fill you. “Kento please!”

With one last smack of his lips he moved his body over yours, completely dwarfing you under him and tangling your fingers together. “Gonna get you full of me, breed this pretty pussy.” His cock brushed against your folds for a moment before he thrusted into you in a single breath.

If you weren’t so wet, the stretch wouldn’t be as pleasant. Unlike now, when your eyes were rolling back from the feeling.

You could feel his cock grow harder, stretching you, his swollen tip rubbing against the spongy spot in your cunt, making you leak around him.

He’s panting in your ear, needing you to milk his cock, your whimpered moan of his name only spurring him on more. He moved your legs higher to fuck you deeper, thrusting into you in the most animalistic manner you’ve ever experienced with him. With every pass, he hit his target. You knew your knees would be bruised by morning and it would be a welcomed mark.

His grunting and panting rivaled your moans as you grew close to your peak- he wasn’t far behind you with the way your cunt was fluttering and slicking.

“Kento- gonna!” You couldn’t finish your sentence before you released around his cock, soaking the dirt beneath your bodies.

“Yeah that’s it, come baby.” He roared, spilling his spend into you with a few sloppy thrusts before stilling, his cock throbbing with its own heartbeat, an endless stream of cum filling your pussy.

He pulled out once his breath was even and carefully flipped you over, “Are you okay, sweetheart? Hurt anywhere?”

Your eyes were still glassed over when you smiled all dreamy at him. “We gotta do that again.”

Kento fixed his clothes with a chuckle and gathered you in his arms, putting the little picnic basket in your hands as he carried you back to the car.

He buckled you in and held your hand to his lips when he got in the drivers seat. “How about a hot bath and some ice for that ankle when we get home?”

While worth it, you’d definitely feel deliciously sore tomorrow, deciding then to take the day off work.

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simply-trash5 · 3 months

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heeeyyyy do you happen to do trigun 🥺👉👈 also BNHA DILFs is such a vibe rn can we have sum yummy hcs pretty please 🤤 i can't decide who so dealers choice 🥴

Heyyyy anon sweetie!

Sorry I am just now replying, I have the flu so miss girl is struggling. I am planning to watch Trigun so I don’t do it yet, but please come back soon and request because I will once I watch it ✨

So BNHA DILFs huh? Yummy HC will be under the line.

First and foremost let’s assume that all of my DILFS are divorced DILFs ✨ single and on the prowl…

Let’s start with Daddy OneforAll:

DILF Izuku is that big hunk of man with the boyish charm that has NO IDEA how sexy he truly is. I have this idea about you meeting him in the park while he plays with his kids. His kid will accidentally throw a ball where you are reading a book in the shade of a tree and here he comes to retrieve it. Curls falling in his face, a blush covering his cheeks when he notices your beauty that makes his freckles pop…he will stammer a little when he asks for your number…

Next thing you know you’re in his apartment. He arranged for a sitter for his kids and he took you on a date; now he has you on his couch kissing sweetly on your neck asking you if all of this is okay. His large scarred fingers are playing at the hem of your shirt ready and willing to all but rip it from your body.

DILF Izuku is patient and wants to take his time worshipping every inch of your body when he has you laid in front of him. He treats you like a goddess came to earth just for him as he watches you come undone from his tongue while you beg for him to fuck you mercilessly.

“Don’t worry sweetheart…I’m going to give you exactly what you want. Gonna take care of you…”

Next up DILF Bakugo:

Now I HC you meet him at some event for his children. I think his daughters are dancers and maybe you are their instructor and when he caught sight of you in your tights—all bets were off. He began to flirt here and there until he finally was bold enough to ask for your number and take you out.

Now you are bent over his bed being absolutely wrecked as he is pounding into you with a handful of your hair. He is all muscle and hard planes bent over you growling into your ear—“that’s right, be a good fucking girl ‘f me”

Now once he’s made sure he’s ruined you for anyone else he’s going to spoil the absolute shit out of you and show up at your studio all the time—even on patrols just to give you kisses or food or little gifts he thinks you’ll love because you’re one of his girls now and

“I’ll always take care of my girls…”

Now on to DILF Kirishima!

You meet DILF Kiri at the gym—at kids gym of course! He’s taking his little one to kids gym for a day of fun but he catches sight of you lifting and decides you need a little…help..on your form. So he leaves his little one in the caring hands of the instructors and comes over to ask if you want some help. You are stunned and maybe a little grumpy (which he finds cute) but sure why not. After a little fun banter you ask him for his number because he’s hot and you haven’t had a good fu—I mean date in a while.

One thing leads to another and Kiri has you in a mating press in his bed rubbing circles on your clit with those large fingers. You’re in shambles over his frame pressing on you and his cock hitting that spot so well and he’s cooing how ‘aww pretty girl you are doing so well don’t cry’ as he is wiping your tears. After you have came more times than you can count and he has marked you with his teeth—he cleans you up in a warm shower together and you lay in his soft bed as he strokes your hair and tells you how beautiful you are. You’re whipped and he’s whipped.

Now you’re going to the gym with him and bringing him lunch to the agency and prancing around in Red Riot merch as his little girlie friend. Good thing you’re getting speared by his dick every day that ends in a “y”. You’ll be moving in soon.

DILF simps come get yalls juice—lemme know if you want any other DILFs ✨❤️

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luminousbeings-crudematter · 8 months

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Should you write it? Uh, please do!😭🥴😩 as a corporate girlie I would love me some Office!Ghost tbh, maybe you’re from another agency working intel on a joint operation w 141 and he gets a kick our of teasing you bc you’re such a stark contrast with your cute lil briefcase and the business casual dresses, totally not used to working literally on site surrounded by all these military/law enforcement men you usually do work for behind the scenes in the safety of your office

PAIRING: Office! Ghost/Co-Worker! Ghost x F! Reader

WARNINGS: that particular kind of tacit sexual tension you find in corporate Britain || sexy eye contact from across the bullpen || filthy language || 18+ only

A/N: corporate girlies unite! || anon is referring to this post || i tried to do the prompt as it was but realised that I know nothing about how the military works :) but this is fiction, so we ball, I hope you like it anon! I have no idea where this fic going, please help :)))

Part 1 of 4 || Part 2 || Part 3 || Part 4

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It starts simple before it gets complicated, as these things tend to do.

There are exactly two things that keep you motivated in this job—the smoke breaks you take 5 times a day, and the off-chance of seeing Ghost around the base. That’s it. Two things.

And one of those was being ruined by your newest friend’s lack of enthusiasm for the other thing.

“I bet he's blond.”

Simon just takes a deep drag of his cigarette, looking at you with the distinctively irritated side eye that he gives you about 12 times a day.

“Ask me why I think he's blond.”

“No.”

But you’re undeterred. “He just has that energy, you know. I’ve only ever seen him with MacTavish, and he stands there like a tall, sexy, dumb…tree. Like, I bet he’s fucking gorgeous, but he’s also giving blond himbo.”

Simon’s eyes roll up to the sky in irritation. “I dunno what himbo means.”

“Yeah you do. You said you’ve worked with Ghost before.”

You almost want to perform a pirouette in joy at getting Simon to finally look at you. “N’ what of it?”

“Then you know what a himbo is. It’s Ghost.”

You don’t even try to contain your manic laughter when Simon just about turns and leaves.

***

What Simon doesn’t understand (the cantankerous bastard) is that you’ve made eye contact with Ghost a few times around the base. The man is more elusive than average, even in this line of work. His presence around the base is...well. Entirely consistent with his moniker. The man is a ghost.

Sometimes you wonder if it’s all really performative, but something about the way he moves in the spaces around him leads you to conclude that maybe he’s omnipresent after all. He'll catch your attention from the periphery of your vision, only to disappear when you try to actively seek him out. He melts into the background of wherever he looms, like a shadow. (Or a Ghost). There and not there, all at once.

And on the rare occasions you’ve seen him around, he keeps to himself. Not surprising, given everything you know about him (which isn't a lot), but what is interesting to you is the way he looks at you. And when he’s around, he does look at you.

You can't say you mind, considering you look at him too. Even after all these years working with big, handsome, massive men and women, day in and day out, you still can't say you've gotten used to it. And you could never be used to someone like Ghost.

But then there’s Simon. The other man you’re finding yourself increasingly attracted to.

They tell you he’s only there temporarily and as punishment. You can't even begin to imagine who could (and would even dare to) punish the big grump. You don’t actually know why he’s being punished with desk duty, and even if you wanted to, you have no way of finding out. He won’t tell you, and neither will your supervisor.

More importantly, you decide, you couldn’t care less.

Simon’s punishment means that your week has suddenly become very, very interesting. The mood around the office is different while Simon sits at your absentee colleague’s desk. People are quieter around him—uneasy and the slightest bit put off by his brutish nature. But you can’t deny that there is something about Simon, something you can’t quite seem to put your finger on. The man is just...effortlessly sexy.

You sit across the room from him, but facing him, and so every time you look up, he’s there. The height of the desks combined with the height of this mammoth man mean that you can’t see his entire face, but his eyes stick out from the top of the desk partition, and it’s enough to create…issues for you.

Five days ago, when you'd walked into the office, and noticed a stranger on Davis’ seat, you hadn't actually known it was him. He was just...some guy. A nose that looked like it had spent more time being broken than not, wicked scars running down his face and into his lips, mean-looking but with the most expressive brown eyes. And then your supervisor introduced him to your team as Simon. And that was it. Thus had begun your love affair with permanent arousal.

You must be one of Pavlov’s dogs with how you’ve been conditioned to associate the feeling of his eyes on your face with wetness between your legs. It’s mercilessly constant and you’re left feeling achy and unsatisfied every day, having to content yourself with rubbing your thighs together for some much needed relief. And through it all, Simon just watches you.

You know he’s interested. And he must know of your reciprocity, because your traitor face gives it away, and because his interest is quickly replaced by smugness.

During a brief stint of temporary insanity, you consider confronting him about it. But what would you even say? So sorry, Simon, you big, scary, grouch, but would you just please hit this and we can both call it a day and I can move on to making heart eyes at Ghost again? Hehe, no.

But you’re stubborn to a fault, so you befriend him (albeit with you doing most of the hard work in your “friendship”) and downplay your attraction, while he pretends he doesn’t spend most of the day making bedroom eyes at you. Win-win.

And if you end up carrying an extra pair of panties in your purse, then it’s not like he needs to know about it.

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