#steven conklin smut

[willowrites]

Request for Steven Conklin.

Something sorta besties to lovers, but they keep friendzoning each other and getting confused until maybe she tells him she thinks she’ll invite someone else to the deb and he says no it’s fine he will and at the deb he confesses.

DEB ESCORT.

PAIRINGS. steven conklin x fem reader

SUMMARY. even though it was a struggle, you got steven to escort you to the deb ball. but he did more than just escort you...

WARNINGS. nothing really, just slight kissing!

AUTHORS NOTE. thank you for this request! i had a lot of fun doing it! <3 i'm so tired rn its been a long day so ill proofread later!!

y/n/n: your nickname

WORD COUNT. 1.5k

“y/n!” your mom susannah called out to you. “it’s time to go shopping for your deb dress!”

you shouted a quick ‘i’m going’ spraying some perfume.

your outfit consisted of a cute white tube top with flower detailing and some cute jean shorts along with doc marten sandals.

you grabbed your phone and speeded downstairs.

“okay, so what are we thinking?” your mom asked you as you both headed toward the front door.

that day you went looking for your dress and luckily enough you found the exact one you wanted.

it was everything you looked for in a dress.

you had no complaints.

overtime the week passed by and you were planning and planning. belly was helping you as well since she was also being a deb. you both shared your experience especially because you guys were practically sisters.

you guys talked about everything …but when it came down to dates. you didn’t have a clue.

“i’m thinking of asking cameron to be my escort.” she gushed.

“hmm you really like him don’t you?” you asked taking a sip of your milkshake.

“i do y/n. he’s so sweet and kind. he’s selfless like he genuinely is a good guy! ugh..tell me to shut up.” she covers her face in embarrassment.

“that’s so cute. aww belly welly is in looooove.” you tease her.

“oh please, so who’s going to be your escort? anyone in mind?” she asked licking the whipped cream off the cherry from her shake.

“no. i have no clue.” you huffed licking the whipped cream off your lips.

“why not steven? come on y/n. you should just tell him.” belly knew about your crush on steven. ever since you guys were smaller.

she could tell by the way you looked at him.

“i could never. im too scared i’ll get rejected and then everything will be so awkward.” you groaned. “maybe i’ll just…i don’t know”

“okay, you don’t have to tell him. just ask if he’d be your escort! he’s your best friend! it wouldn’t be weird.” she told you.

“i mean i guess that is a good idea.” you thought about if.

“of course it is. it’s my idea.” she giggled.

knock knock.

you were at steven’s door. fully prepared to ask him to be your escort.

“come in.” he grumbled.

he sounded like he was in a bad mood which almost made you chicken out.

“hey…watcha doin.” you asked first.

he made contact with you and a smile formed.

“hey y/n/n.” he said. “nah, nothing just tryna figure out some stuff for school. what’s up?” he patted his bed for you to sit.

“i just wanted to ask you something important.” you sat down crisscross.

“what about?” he leaned up off his headboard. he was concerned not knowing what to think. part of him wanted it to be about you two but he kept that thought himself.

“i was wondering since you’re my best friend and all…”

best friend? he thought. right.

“if you wanted to be my escort to the deb ball.” you were fiddling with your fingers as the question came out your mouth.

“uh…like that victorian shit?” he snorted.

“it’s not victorian.” you slap his arm. “it’s about a woman coming of age! and i need an escort.”

“are you sure it’s supposed to be a friend though?”

friend? you thought. right.

“i mean it could be anyone. there’s a girl bringing her girlfriend and my friend is bringing her friend from home.” you tried to explain.

“mmm, i’ll have to think about it. i told myself i wouldn’t get involved in that deb shit.” he shrugged off.

oh…

“okay well…um let me know then..?” you hesitated. you were kind of hurt by his answer. you thought you guys were at least close enough to do something important for each other.

you got up ready to walk out.

“where you going?” he asked.

stay; is what he wanted to say.

“oh- um i just don’t feel too well i’m going to lie down.” you said quickly before exiting the room.

as soon as you got inside your room you closed your door, locked it, and fell face-first on top of your bed sighing.

that went well.

a few days had passed, well more than enough time for steven to think about being your escort. at this point, he probably forgot all about it.

“steven.” you said his name as he was relaxing by the pool.

“hey y/n/n. are you gonna get in? let’s swim together.” he called u over starting to stand up.

“no thanks, i was just going to ask you if you thought about what i asked you the other day…you know. the deb ball?” you were standing there admiring his shirtless stomach as he spoke.

“oh yeah, i don’t think it would be cool for me you know. like being in a tux n shit.” he shrugged. “thanks for inviting me though.”

your blood boiled.

being in a tux…and shit.

“no yeah, no worries. i was thinking about taking another guy anyway.” you couldn’t help but blurt out.

you turned and started walking away until he grabbed your arm to stop you.

“who?” he looked confused.

“oh just this guy i met at one of the bonfires.” you smiled trying to walk away again but he still had his grip on you.

his face twitched. “well, actually now that i think about it. we’re best friends, it’s only right i escort you. i didn’t think about it like that.”

best friends?

“yeah, best friends …should have each other's backs. which is why i don’t know why you’d say no.” you crossed your arms defensively.

“well, to be honest. i thought it was lame.” he admitted.

“wow i didn’t notice!” you sarcastically shot back. “please get your tux on time. it’s the only thing you have to worry about.” you said and you walked away.

two weeks later.

it was the day of the deb ball.

you were nervous and freaking out. you knew exactly what to do and what you were going to do for your makeup and hair, you were just nervous about the night.

you wanted it to turn out okay. more than okay actually. you wanted it to be everything you’d dreamed of.

susannah had people coming to do your hair and makeup in the dressing room of the country club which took the pressure off a little bit. you had told them what you wanted and thank goodness they exceeded your expectations.

you looked at yourself in the mirror and thanked the beauty gods for this good outcome.

the other girls were also getting their hair and makeup done but it was time to change.

susannah helped you along with laurel. they were awed at how gorgeous you looked in the dress.

“oh honey, you look so beautiful.” susannah said hugging you.

“thank you mom.” you hugged back.

“she’s right, you look gorgeous..” laurel said smiling at you.

“thank you, laur.” you hugged her as well before she spoke again.

“if steven ruins your night you let me know.” she eyes you.

“i will.” you smile back.

“okay, well we gotta head out but we’ll see you honey.” susannah rubs your shoulders. “you’re gonna be fantastic.”

you smile once again watching them leave. you take a deep breath. it’ll be okay.

and it was.

you say steven for the first time. he looked so good.

steven thought the same about you.

she’s breathtaking. he said quietly to himself.

you got announced and as you guys walked down the applause was non-stop.

you saw laurel and susannah waving at you from the table as well as conrad and jere.

you smiled so big your face was hurting.

as the night went on you had the best time.

now it was afterward when you were getting dressed back into your clothes and getting ready to head home.

you were packing up your bag when you heard a knock on the dressing room door.

you turn to see who it is and steven walks in.

“hi.” he said shyly.

you smiled. “hi! thank you so much for escorting me.”

he nodded and looked around the room before making eye contact with you again. he was biting his lip nervously and fiddling with his fingers.

“you okay?” you asked walking closer to him.

he was about to speak but he paused.

“steven…what’s wrong?” you said worriedly. he was acting strange.

“im going to do something but feel free to stop me.” he said and before you could think of what to say his lips were on yours.

his hands grabbed your face pulling you for a kiss.

your stomach exploded so the fire works.

he was kissing you. you didn’t know what to do. all you knew was that you had to start kissing back, so you did.

you molded his lips with his moving them along with each other.

you felt him smile and pull him closer but you felt him pull away leaving you wanting more.

“i wanted to do that for so long y/n. i’m sorry i didn’t realize my feelings sooner.” he whispered.

“im sorry i kept friend-zoning you.” you admitted.

“i forgive you. you forgive me?” he cheekily grinds.

you roll your eyes and smile. “sure why not.” you giggle connecting your lips in a chaste kiss.

[girlkisser13]

dating steven conklin would include

• steven is the boyfriend who is FULL of surprises, yet he’s predictably unpredictable. you can always sense when he's about to pull a stunt, but the exact nature of his antics remain a mystery.

• he'll go to great lengths to impress you, even if it means looking utterly ridiculous.

• steven insists on walking on the side of the sidewalk closest to the road. if you end up on that side, he will grab your hand and pull you next to him that way he's next to the road instead.

• WHEN HE KNOWS THE SIDEWALK RULE>>>

• as belly’s older brother, steven is inherently protective. you've witnessed his overprotectiveness with her and thought it couldn’t intensify, but you were mistaken.

• during conversations, if he disagrees with something you say, he will playfully shove you away with a full-on palm-over-the-face gesture to cut you off.

• steven is EXTREMELY competitive. his competitive nature will inevitably get on your nerves, but he likes to claim that it’s all a part of his charm.

• dating steven means becoming instant best friends with belly. she’s a sweetheart who treats you like family and includes you in all the conklin family activities.

• the two of you actually have regular hangouts without steven (he claims that he hates this, but he’s secretly happy that you get along with his sister so well).

• steven has a unique way of pulling you into his hugs— always by your shoulders first. his hugs are incredibly strong, often knocking the wind out of you, which never fails to make him laugh.

• in public, steven tends to treat you more like a friend, maintaining a platonic demeanor in front of others, but he's extra affectionate when you're alone together.

• friends in public, lovers in private >>>

• this man ADORES spoiling you and has an uncanny ability to pick up on even the subtlest hints, often surprising you with exactly what you wanted the next day. he deeply appreciates any thoughtful gesture, even if it’s just a bottle of his favorite drink (that’s half empty).

• steven has an insane habit of giving you nicknames that range from variations of your name to obscure inside jokes that only the two of you understand. it doesn’t matter if the nickname is embarrassing; he’ll use it freely in front of everyone, so be prepared.

• he will 100% call you pookie.

• while he's not the jealous type and is generally pretty secure with himself and your relationship, he can get overly involved if he suspects someone might be flirting with you.

• he’ll insert himself into the conversation, even if it’s clear he’s not welcome, and he might even go as far as to wrap his arm around the person and loudly declare how the two of you should be "best friends" because he "feels a connection." his over-the-top friendliness often makes the other person uncomfortable enough to leave.

• steven LIVES for making you laugh, even when you don’t want to (especially during arguments). his humor is his way of diffusing the tension, though he will eventually get serious to address the issue.

• when steven kisses you, he always takes the lead. he'll gently hold your face, guiding you to match his pace, and often hooks his thumb and forefinger around the shell of your ear, brushing past your hair to get as close as possible. <33

[sh3lov3dyou]

ngl that steven conklin smut sittin in my drafts babes..

[evermoresversion]

Alright, I'm going to start writing for Jeremiah Fisher and Steven Conklin, so go crazy and send in all your requests about them.

Ask them here or in the question box.

[dirtykpopsnaps]

The request for Sean!

[mntalbrakdown]

sober thoughts - C. Fisher

masterlist!

mentions of: underage drinking, cussing, fluff, smut. MDNI. piv, unprotected sex, fingering

synopsis: you were once friends with conrad until summer happened and he just stopped talking to you

wc: 5.7k

“don’t ever forget me” your little twelve-year-old self whispered to Conrad who was a year older than you

“never,” he said playing with your hair as you both lay on the grass watching the fireworks on the fourth of July. your head laying on his chest.

“y/n are you almost ready” Belly yelled at you trying to get you to hurry up for the party you were about to go to with her and Taylor

“yes almost,” you say playing with your hair and making sure each strand is not misbehaving

“chill belly being hot takes time,” Taylor says applying more lip gloss

“anyways y/n how are you and Conrad” Taylor puts away her lip gloss in her purse

“he’s an ass and I don’t even talk to him,” you said

“What did you even do,” Belly asked playing with the ends of her hair

“I don’t know we were really close in Cousins and like two years ago in summer I started to get guys' attention and all of a sudden he got distant,” you said reminiscing the best summer of your whole life you told the girls you pulled 6 boys the whole summer but that came at a cost, losing the one guy you loved

“you had a glow-up,” Taylor says looking at you and holding your hand

“yeah, she did” you see Jeremiah at Belly’s door frame which made you smile. they've been flirting back and forth

“are we ready,” Belly asked and you nodded

you all headed downstairs to see Susannah and Laurel in the kitchen probably stoned and said goodbye to them. when you arrived at the car Belly called shotgun which meant you and Taylor would sit in the back of Jeremiah’s Jeep.

“so y/n you're the driver tonight right” Jeremiah looked at you from the rearview mirror

“when am I not” you scoff looking out the window. it wasn’t a rude remark it was a sarcastic one because you don’t really do any substances. so it was common sense that you would drive

everyone in Cousins lived close to one another so it didn’t take long to hear the loud music and the screams coming from a house. the house was already spilling bright colors on the street making you excited. when Jeremiah finally parked he handed you the keys because one time he held onto them and lost them. it was a whole ordeal, you spent an extra hour at the house trying to find them when he had them in a random coat that was hung up by the front door.

“hey Steven is here” Taylor pointed out to his car seeing that they also just got here.

“who’s that next to him,” Belly asks as you were getting out of the car looking at your phone for any new notifications when you accidentally bump into a tall stature

“oh sorry,” you both say looking at each other

"con what is wrong with you" you yelled at him. it was no use when he was in his own world he stayed there for at least a week. usually, you could get him out, but something was different that summer, you couldn't change him

"leave me alone" Conrad yelled at you, he was running up the stairs and the next thing you heard was his door closed shut. it was hard to miss, it echoed all over the house

"I'm so sorry for him," Susannah said.

the plan that day was to go watch a movie that was playing in the drive-in and then play at the beach with the whole group and watch the tide as you and Conrad listened to the music and possibly help you surf. but all that went down the drain and you didn't even know why.

“conrad” you say looking to meet his gaze.

“Conrad is here, y/n let’s go, no,” Taylor says screaming ready for you to get into the car making him laugh which you missed hearing

“Taylor it’s ok,” you say as she is getting out of the car with a stank face already plastered on

“hi Conrad,” she says moving her way in between the two of you and grabbing your hand to drag you to the party

as you were getting dragged into the party you were greeted by a group of people already by the door and a couple making out at the end of the hall

“hey I'm going to go get a drink” Taylor yells at you trying to get her voice to be heard over the music. you on the other hand were ready to go to the living room just to people watch

the thing was when you were at parties you would straight b-line to the living room because although people liked to conversate, that is the last place they would go. You liked to sit there and try to find other drivers there and you would make friends with them. It was hard to talk to a drunk person because they were boring and slur their words together. Today you saw Cameron, he is always there. You grew to like him like it was hard to anyway. He was so nice and you both had things in common.

"hey" you heard his little smile in his voice

"hi cam," you say receiving a bottle of water he got you

"so who are you here tonight with" cam asked you

"Jeremiah, Taylor, and Belly," you say

"so Conrad is still being weird," cam asked

"yeah," you said a bit disappointed. you told Cam everything because he was there and being sober at a party is pretty boring

"that's weird because he is staring at us," Cam says looking over at him; making you follow his gaze. Conrad had this weird look on his face, his eyes were dark, but it wasn't because of the lighting it was something else. hatred? you brushed it off he isn't your problem, never will be.

"y/n want to play uno" Conrad yelled at you from the bottom of the stairs.

Uno was your favorite game to play at Susannah's house in the summer. It was always perfect. The adults were never there so it would make you feel comfortable with everyone else. It was when you would sit next to Conrad before he was unavailable and you two would team up without everyone knowing. In reality, everyone knew. and you both would win. you would take turns on who would win to make it seem "less" suspicious.

"so" cam says snapping you from your haze

"right duh" you laugh grabbing the mini uno you would always carry it around because it helped you make friends with people

"ooo can we play" Some random girls joined in and you said yes because you had no real reason to say no, plus uno is best played with more than two

"I'll join too," Conrad says gripping his beer rather firmly. he sat next to you on the couch ready to get the cards you shuffled.

when the games began you kept beating everyone. the games were simple, leave the best cards until the very end, unless and only if you ever need them, then go for it.

bzzz bzzz

you quickly checked the notification that came from your phone trying to not miss what was going on in the game.

"who is it" conrad asks his jaw clenching

"no one," you say giving him a weak smile, it was also none of his business because he doesn't care about you anymore

"sure" Conrad says putting a plus four that is directed towards you. so this is how he wanted to play the game? you grabbed the four cards, getting nothing that would help you against him. it was Cam's turn and he put reverse to try to protect you from Conrad

"your little boyfriend is now your new buddy," Conrad questioned under his breath

"not like you give a shit" you retort back

"you are so clueless," Conrad says making you the most confused person at the party. you just continued to play after the game ended you decided you wanted a coke. so you got up and told Cam you would be back for another round

you walked through crowded groups and at one point you saw Belly makeout with Jeremiah. taking note of that to bring up later. You than saw Taylor with another man who looked like three years older than her. When you finally got your coke you opened it taking a sip going back to the couch

"oh fuck" you let out spilling some of the coke onto your white tube top.

"sorry" you hear a familiar voice come out it was Conrad.

"we have to stop doing this or else we might actually get hurt," you say smiling at the way Conrad was trying to get napkins to clean the mess up. It was no use. your shirt was ruined.

"it's the universe trying to get us together" Conrad blurted out "I'm drunk" he tried to fix the situation, but he was never drunk, he was only ever tipsy.

"drunk words are just sober thoughts" you say looking down at your shorts to see if they were dirty.

"can we talk" conrad asks looking down at you

"yeah" you smile at him

he grabbed your hand and led you outside to the front yard where there were only a couple of people out. he saw that the stain on your shirt only got worse so he gave you his button-up shirt that he never lets go of.

"what's up," you say to him

"the stars look beautiful don't they" conrad was looking up

as a kid, you were obsessed with the moon and the stars. you had a friend that was the stars to your moon. you missed her, and you kept in touch but if you could you would bring her to Cousins. you would always talk about her to the others, knowing they would love her as well. You also face-timed her all the time. Conrad would get mad, saying that you were his for the summer and that she has you all year round. that she was selfish

"it's my time," Conrad says to your friend who was on your phone screen

"con give me my phone," you say slapping him and tugging at his hand

"it's summer byeee" he says as he pressed the red button on the phone

"i hate you," you say to him

"in your sweet dreams you do," he says cockily

"Conrad I thought this was going to be more of a serious conversation," you say trying to shake the idea of the summers you once had with the man standing in front of you

"I miss you," he says to you. sober thoughts. it took you aback it wasn't something you expected from him

"that isn't my fault," you say back with an attitude

"i know, i just got jealous" he said to you

"jealous of what con" he could have grabbed you and kissed you on the spot. he missed that name from your mouth. he craved it every day to the point he would replay voice memos you would send to him back when you two would speak

"of other guys," he said looking into your eyes to see if he scared you off, but all he saw was your face brightening up

"you were the only person on my mind con," you said to him grabbing his hand. if this was a dream, never wake him up. "you were the only thing coming out of my mouth when I was at school, all the guys that you saw hit me up are left on seen, I wanted you, I want you, I always have" you say looking at his face finally tug at his lips to form a smile

"good because I don't want to share," he says leaning down ready to kiss you. As he did he wrapped one arm around your waist the other in your hair tugging at it as you were smiling through the kiss and your hands on both his cheeks.

"get a room" Steven yelled at you two, leading Conrad to release the hand that was in your hair and flipping him off. making you laugh while you both kissed.

"let's get out of here," Conrad said to you

"i can't," you said, you had a job

"fuck the others Steven can drive them," he said in a way that he just wanted you to be by his side

"but how will they get home" you try to reason

"Steven has his keys c'mon let's go to my house, please" he kisses the top of your forehead.

"fine, but if they complain that is your fault," you say pointing at him

"that is fine by me," he says carrying you to spin you around

as you two were getting in the Jeep you started to fasten your seatbelt as Conrad did the same. He looked over at you, seeing how you adjusted the mirrors to get all the angles.

"I think this is the first time I see you drive," he says admiring you, tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear

"get used to it con," you say looking at him, melting at his touch

"Oh I will" he whispered

you started the car, you hated driving the Jeep it was so big and excessive. But desperate times call for desperate measures. You played some music in the car for the six-minute car ride. you could feel Conrad's eyes on you the whole time, seeing how you turned and how you checked the mirrors.

as you arrive at their house you park the car and let him get out, you were collecting your things in the car to get out when Conrad opens the door for you.

"thank you" you smile, he closes the door behind you and you lock the car. he holds your hand as he heads over to the front door to open it

"hi conrad" you hear Susannah

"hi y/n nice seeing you two together again," Laurel says from the couch

"glad to be back" you smile at the two adults

"oh you are so beautiful, we missed you," Susannah said

"thank you I missed you too" you smile and let go of Conrad's hand to hug her. She was always so sweet to you

"Mom, she's mine back off, we're going to my room" Conrad says taking your hand again

"bye talk to you guys later" you scream as Conrad is dragging you upstairs

once you got upstairs you see Conrad's door. he opened it with his free hand and led you in. It was still the same. the beach aesthetic and the colors. He had the plush you gave him. it was an orange cat with a pink collar, you named it Lasnaga and you had an orange cat with a blue collar named Garfield. it was funnier when you actually named them.

"oh ignore that" he said looking at the cat

"you still have it" you question, a smile forming on your face

"yeah" it looked like he slept with it and he even still had the perfume you gifted him it was now half empty

"I miss you" you heard from the other line of your phone

"I miss you too," you say back, it was almost Christmas and it was a time when you wished you could go to Cousins, but your mom would say no. "I got you a Christmas present," you say smiling through the camera lens

"yeah, I got it, thank you" One of the gifts was a perfume bottle, it smelled like vanilla and it was your go-to scent "Thank you" Conrad says

"I don't use that scent anymore," you say picking it up

"what" Conrad looked defeated, he was spraying that scent to remember you and you switched scents. he felt betrayed

"I'll get you a new one for Christmas" You smile at him grabbing his hands which made his smile come back

"y/n" he grabbed your attention using his pointer finger to make you look at him

"yes con" one moment you were just staring at his eyes the next thing you knew Conrad was leaning in to kiss you. this kiss was more meaningful as if to pick up from lost time, from the time that was wasted on jealousy and insecurity, because even though it wasn't official that you were Conrad's, you both knew you were meant for one another

Conrad's hands went back to their respective place, one in your hair and the other around your waist. yours were on his cheek and the other in his hair.

"fuck I missed you," he says catching his breath from the kiss

conrad went back but deepened the kiss, it was something that made you happy. You kept smiling through the kiss. you couldn't believe this was happening. Conrad pulled at your hair to make you moan so he could slip his tongue in and fight for dominance, he obviously won; you were still smiling throughout the make out because you couldn’t believe what was happening. Conrad guided you to his bed, he sat on the corner making you straddle his lap.

"are you ok with this," Conrad asked pulling away from the kiss, you could see some of your lipstick on his mouth

"yes, god fuck yes Conrad," you say giggling at the way his face quickly erased his worriedness to pure excitement

Conrad continued his attack, but this time it was on your neck, making sure it would show to others that you were his, that even though people haven't seen you both together for almost two years, you guys are better than ever. Conrad tugged and took off the button-down that he gave you and the dirty tube top. You weren't wearing a bra underneath, and Conrad couldn't be more excited

Conrad carried you off the bed for a second and laid you down on his bed. your hair was perfectly sprawled on the pillow as if it made a halo. Conrad could’ve sworn he saw a little heart that was made from your hair. as you waited for Conrad to take his shirt you got the cat to play around with.

"you're so beautiful," Conrad says going down to kiss you

when he pulls away he takes off your shorts and shoes followed by your socks making you giggle at his fast antics. you were wearing a lace thong that was pink making Conrad smile.

"what's going on in that pretty head of yours,” you say reaching for Conrad's face as he melts into your touch, practically purring.

"you, you're all I think about" Conrad says smiling at you his hand traveling down to your thighs removing your panties too, and then he feels how wet you already are. he licked his two fingers as a lubricant and started to finger you. he slipped two fingers in seeing how tight you were and kept pacing in and out. you followed his fingers as they disappeared and reappeared. sucking on your bottom lip to not draw attention to his room. he looked at your face seeing how it contoured to the way the rhythm, then added more stimulation by massaging your clit.

"fuck Conrad, so good," you say almost screaming as you scratch his back with your nails

"shhh, look at me" Conrad says covering your mouth, but he loved the way your eyes looked at him "Sound so pretty but they can't hear you or the fun is over," he says leaning in to kiss you to muffle your screams.

Conrad soon leaves your mouth to go to your tits to suck on as you grab his hair for extra support. you tugged once and heard a yelp, making you want to fuck him already

he continued with his action. adding fingers as he goes. As he did you gasped, you kept your nails on his back almost drawing blood. conrad was circling your clit with his other hand to speed the process up. he needed you.

“god you’re so tight” he says looking at you with lust filled eyes

Conrad added a third finger as he saw you were about to release and reattached his lips onto yours wanting the fun to continue. he saw the way your body arched off the bed and made sure to continue the pace you were on. to make you orgasm

“look so pretty, come for me” he said spurring you on

“fuck conny” you say pulling at his hair to kiss you and something inside you snapped when he kissed you. you were leaking off his finger. when he looked down in between the two of you he saw the mess grabbing some of your liquid and putting it in your mouth

“fuck so hot” he said going in to kiss you tasting you as well

“my turn” you say with your fucked up makeup and some of your cum on the side of your mouth

“no i just really need you right now” conrad says taking his pants and underwear off as well as everything else.

“i want to be on top” you say to him biting the bottom of your lip

“whatever you want pretty girl” he says grabbing you and putting you on top of him

once you were on top of him you saw how big he was. you grabbed his member massaged him than started to glide him into your heat seeing how he threw his head back in pure pleasure

“stop teasing” he said grabbing onto your wrists and leading his length to your heat

“fuck fisher” you said mad he took all the fun out

“i’m trying to” he retorted making you laugh but that made you sink into him and turned into a loud pornagraphic moan making Conrad startled soon hearing footsteps leading to the door and a knock

“conny is everything ok” you could hear Susannah but this made the experience even better you fucked him up and down side to side to try to make it hard for him to answer his mom

“y-yeah everything is good there’s a porn scene on the horror movie we were watching- fuck” he said yelling to his mom

“oh ok” she says retreating backstairs

“you’re so dead” conrad said to you, but he never meant it. you looked so beautiful riding him as your boobs bounced up and down and saw how your hair was messily parted to the side and fell beautifully over your body. he knew you knew you looked great by the way you bit the bottom of your lip

“god you’re so big” you say looking down at him. putting your hand on his chest for extra support

he couldn’t help admire you. how your tits would go up and down and he had to massage them with his hand. the other was on your waist wanting you to go faster, but he just made your body lay against his as he took your lips with his teeth. his hand that was once on your tits went to your hair and tugged on it earning a low moan from you. the other traced his name on your back adding tickles to make you moan and hopefully come close. once he noticed your body become sloppy he held onto your waist and switched positions with him

“holy fuck that was hot” you said out loud to him

“only for you” he says leaning into your neck to suck on your sweet spot making you moan even more

he saw the way your hair fell back on his pillow. the image he once had of you will forever be tainted by this memory. the memory of him fucking you into oblivion. how his penis would go in and out of you seeing his length covered in white paint from the two of you

he didn’t know that you liked the way his hair fell from his forehead and floated in the air as he fucked you. how his arms would be veiny and how you followed them like a dog to bacon. that every time he wanted to show you something you just looked at his hands.

“fuck me harder” you said to Conrad as you dragged his face to yours to go in for a kiss. he took his free hand and started to massage your clit wanting you to come already.

“come for me again, want to see you come on my dick” he said so close to your face that his hair tickled you, his breath as well. “need you to come for me” his blue eyes following yours and how they were sparkling from pure euphoria

with one last thrust you came for him. his lips covering your mouth and when you were done moaning. his mouth was on your chin ready for another hickey. he nibbled at it. when his thrusts started to become sloppy you started to nibble at his ear. moaning in it to spur him on and saying sweet nothings like “god you’re so big” “taking me so good” “fuck me just like that”

“im yours conny, only yours” was the one that made him shoot his load into you

“oh fuck i’m so sorry” he said as he still kept thrusting into you coming down from his high

“don’t worry about it i’m on the pill” you say looking at his fucked out face and tucking a strand of his hair behind his ear

he leaned in to kiss you deepening the kiss he felt the cum that was leaking outside the two of you. when he was ready to let go you bit the bottom of his lip to see what he would do

“god you’re all i need” Conrad said going back to kiss you. when you both got out of breathe he went into his bathroom to get a cloth to clean you up

“you look beautiful from this angle” Conrad looked at you wanting to take a picture of the way your legs were open for him as the liquid oozed out of you

“get used to it” you said to him as he cleaned you up. he smiled at the thought that this wasn’t a one time thing

“oh i will” he says going to your face and peppering your face with kisses all over

he went over to a drawer he had always designated to you. it had some clothes that you left there when you would stay over. he handed you some shorts you always wore when you were here that did nothing but show your ass, but they were cute; they were white with pink polka dots and tossed you a shirt that was Conrad’s but you always used to use it because it was baggy and had your home state with it.

“i don’t want to wear that shirt today” you said

“what why” Conrad asked puzzled he didn’t do anything to that shirt

“you wear it, not in the mood to wear a shirt” you say to him mischievously. he took the hint as he was putting on some shorts and was ready to go under the covers of his bed making you follow behind

“than neither am i” he said kissing your forehead “some makeup wipes are on the nightstand by the way” he says pointing at the drawer next to you

“thank you” you say taking one and wiping your face off when you were done you threw it away in the trash can that was next to you

“so you never forgot me did you” you asked as you were going to cuddle his chest

“no never” he said looking down at you as he was turning the tv on to watch superbad one of your favorites

“and you never forgot about my things did you” you say giddily seeing what he was doing

“nope, i watched this every time i missed you” he said it as a matter of fact

“kiss me” you say out loud. and he did he leaned down to kiss you as you waited for the movie to load in. he was so delicate this time as if what he did was not him and someone else. that he would always be delicate with you

“you’re all i ever wanted” he said whispering it into you making you smile as the movie played.

you both laughed at the scenes. this movie has seen it all: your childhood, Conrad being by himself without you , and the two of you after you fucked each other. when another funny scene happened and you didn’t laugh Conrad looked down to see you asleep in his arms. your boobs were pressed against his chest and he decided it was time for him to go to sleep as well.

in the morning it was Conrad who woke up first from the rays of the sun. he then saw his clock and saw that it was only 9 am. he decided to just look at you sleep. how you would breathe and how you looked in his arms. the little smile on your face as your dream progressed. god he wished that was him making you smile. Conrad reached for his phone to take a picture of you. knowing this would be a perfect wallpaper. the way the hickeys he left on you were now visible. how you had no makeup but your hair was still as perfect as it was last night and this time noticing the locket necklace he got you from when you were kids on your thirteenth birthday

“thank you Conrad” you say hugging him once you finished opening the box that held the necklace. it was a picture of the two of you from when you were younger when you were both about seven and six.

“you’re welcome. you were practically begging for one all year” he said glad you liked his gift and ever since than you never took it off

he was infatuated with you.

“i’ll never forget you” Conrad whispered into your hair kissing the top of your head

“hey” you say in a raspy voice

“morning” he said back with a big grin on his face

“smells good” you could smell the muffins from downstairs. making Conrad laugh. he looked at you for about thirty minutes admiring you and the first thing you think about is food? “you look pretty con” you said kissing his lips. his hair was messy and his eyes were brighter today. he looked happy.

“so do you” he said smiling at you. if only you knew.

“what time is it” you ask finally rubbing your eyes. when you were done Conrad gave you his phone to look at the clock but the first thing you saw was you. the photo he took this morning. “con did you take this right now” you asked looking into his eyes

“yes do you like it” he asked looking to see if you were mad but he only saw a smile form on your face

“it’s cute i need one now too” you say trying to let go of his grip to get up and get a muffin

“no stay” he says grumpy

“i need one of those muffins, i’ll come back” you say prying at his hands

“fine i’ll race you” he says getting up and trying to find a shirt as you do the same when you did. you ran out the door fighting Conrad downstairs almost falling like ten times.

“woah” you here from downstairs

“i thought we were going to go into war right now” Jeremiah joked

“shut up” Conrad said hitting Jeremiah’s chest

“oh hey y/n didn’t know you were still here” Laurel said

“yeah I accidentally fell asleep to superbad” you say which wasn’t a lie. it was hard to lie to Laurel she could smell bullshit from a mile away.

“wait what happened between you guys” Taylor asked looking at your neck making you hide your hickeys with your hair

“nothing, we just made up” you said looking at her and the last muffin

“more like made out” Belly added which made you send her a death stare which caused you to lose the muffin to Conrad

“fuck you” you whisper to him

“oh but you already did” he said with the most shit eating grin you’ve ever seen as he eats the muffin. when you hit his stomach he hands over the muffin with a loud groan

“thank you” you say kissing him

“eww get a room” Jeremiah said

“we just came out of one” Conrad said as quick as the speed of light making you look at him with wide eyes

“I missed this” Susannah said “y’know ever since you left y/n he has never been this chipper”

“is that so” you say looking at Conrad all this time you thought he was fine especially with all the girls he dated

“so true” Steven added

“we missed you” Belly said. she meant it in the way you could finally be in the same room as all of them without having to walk on eggshells “also Cam told me to give you this” it was your uno cards from the other night

“thank you” you smile at her

“give me another bite” Conrad said as he wraps his arms around your waist and you practically feed him “thank you” he said which followed by an mhm coming from your mouth

“want to go to the beach later” you asked looking up at him to see if he would agree or not

“sure” he replied. making you already excited and smiling back at the muffin before taking a bite and feeding another piece to Conrad

“can we go at night” he questioned

“and skinny dip” you whispered for only him to hear which made him already look forward to see the moon.

“this is seriously cute” Taylor says to Belly who nods

“i love you” Conrad said to you kissing the top of your head as he saw how everyone was so welcoming of the new couple

“i love you more” you say looking up at him which made him kiss you

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a/n: part two..??

[mvltisstuff]

mirrorball - c.f

summary: you’ve tried anything and everything to get conrad to notice you. it’s until you start losing yourself that you finally speak up.

conrad fisher x reader

a/n: y/n is lowkey giving me in this, leave some conrad requests ;)

it started off with the way she wore her hair. it was naturally down, cascading down her head with nothing new to it. she always noticed how conrad would eye girls with luxurious hair, always looking perfect even when it looked normal.

it progressed to daily trips to the gym. she bought a membership and began going every day. she saw all the other girls in the gym with their friends, boyfriends. they looked amazing, having the ideal body for a girl and the ideal bodies that conrad and his friends look at. conrad goes to the gym, too. maybe he’d notice a theme with her.

then it was the clothes. she’d change into tighter clothes. crop tops, shorts, jewelry, anything uncomfortable for one glance from conrad.

she’d loved him for years. ever since her first summer at cousins and staying next door to the fishers and conklins. conrad had been so nice all the time. he was strikingly handsome, and she just wanted him to look at her. she hated to say she was desperate, but she was. she was changing herself to be more like conrad, and less and less like herself. anything that happened to her, she pushed away because conrad was on her mind. she put herself on a pedestal for him. she observed his every move, and every person he darted his eyes at.

her makeup, her interests, her personality had become a whole new person that she couldn’t even recognize. somehow, she was still proud of herself. everyone knew something was off. belly tried to talk to her and see if something was going on. however, it was partially her.

she saw the way conrad glanced at her with affection. she saw the way he saw nicole. she saw the way he noticed girls at the bonfires. she wanted it to be her turn, but every time was shut down by someone better and new.

she ‘fixed’ herself until there was literally nothing left to fix. her entire closet had been changed along with the makeup in her bag. her daily activities had changed and she watched herself to make sure anything she was doing wasn’t contradicting conrad. the only place she was herself, was her room. and she couldn’t even accept herself anymore.

when she looked in the mirror, she picked at things on herself that she never used to. every part of her face and every part of her body had become an inconvenience. things other girls might not have. she wanted to recognize herself but the old, happy version was just a ghost at this point. as much as she wanted the old y/n, she couldn’t stop herself from preventing her from coming back.

she watched her mood deteriorate every day. it wasn’t just conrad, it had grown into something bigger. hating her reflection and just wishing she was someone else. someone he looked at, someone that everyone wanted. she tries to show off a confident front, but it all disintegrates when she disappears in front of a bathroom mirror. it’s not even alarming at this point that she doesn’t know who she is or what she wants.

her bank account had been drained of money from products and clothes that would make her more like someone else. things that were never her.

it started out as a slight obsession with a boy, and it progressed into self hatred. she wanted so badly to be enough for conrad, but she wanted to be enough for herself. she felt like that would never come. she can’t win this battle with herself.

she resorted to drinks with her friends all the time to try and forget some of the pity she had for herself. smoking pot and doing anything that takes her mind off of herself and conrad. every time she came over, she thought maybe this is it. maybe he’ll look at me and realize that i’m great. maybe he can find the old self in me.

the debutante ball was coming up shortly. she had been practicing her dances with a boy she barely knew, one her mother set her up with. this boy had nothing for her, but she had nothing for him. she still wanted him to want her because it was just more approval that came her way. she’d picked out an bewitching dress, one that transformed her into a queen. she picked one out in hopes that conrad would like it, but also so it covered all the things she can’t fix. it snatched her waist, it brought in her ribs, it made her boobs look good, it made everything better than natural. that’s exactly what y/n wanted.

even watching y/n pick out the dresses, suzannah and laurel noticed the switch in her behavior. she dodged every single dress that fit her perfectly, and ran toward every one that sucked her in perfectly. y/n would usually go for the simple, casually-fitting dresses, but now she wanted ones that turned her into a barbie doll.

she was thrilled with her choice, getting it fitted and getting her makeup done exactly how everyone else would like it. her body looked exactly how everyone else would like it. her hair looked exactly how everyone else would like it.

she looked pleased with herself, but she still saw someone else in the mirror. nonetheless, she walked out on the stage, linking arms with the boy at her side. she put on a fake smile, one that people would find enchanting to see. she tried not to look at conrad, but failed in the end.

on the other hand, conrad had to pretend that he wasn’t completely staring at her. her beauty was poisoning the whole room. he had to pretend like everything was fine when he didn’t have her. she was the only one who truly had his eye for the longest time. even conrad was slightly disappointed in seeing the change, oblivious to the fact that it all started for him. however, he wasn’t able to peel his eyes off of her with a small grin.

y/n’s heart raced in ecstasy when she saw his eyes on her. his smile was for her. she swore she could run off the floor and into his arms, but she tried to keep her cool as she was in front of almost the entire town. she pranced around in her white dress, looking happier than ever because conrad finally noticed her. all the changing must have paid off, or at least she thought so. it wasn’t until she saw him dancing with belly in the corner of her eye.

all of her positive thoughts about herself quickly vanished. she thought she finally had him, but she was so clearly wrong. all of her optimism from earlier had left her with watery eyes. she could not cry here, her makeup would be ruined in front of everyone and she couldn’t look bad in front of anyone, not even herself. again, she forced another fake smile on her face until the dance was over, and she scurried out of the room.

she stood outside, right by the entrance with a small bottle of alcohol in her hand. she’d snuck it in her purse, being able to bring it outside. she took a massive gulp of it, not being able to face her own thoughts. she wanted to give up, but it was too late. the damage to herself was already done and it would be a burnout to have to reverse it. she was a failure. she failed conrad, her family, and herself. even in the reflection of the stupid fucking glass bottle she saw a complete disaster of a girl.

she was picking at her freshly done nails when the footsteps came echoing behind her. she didn’t give a shit about who it was. no one could change her mind about anything, and there was no comforting to do. she swipes the tears off her cheeks before conrad steps into her peripherals vision.

“i thought i’d find you here,” he says.

“i just needed some air, conrad. go back inside.”

“i’d believe you if you didn’t have that bottle in your hand,” she looks down at the liquid in her hands, tempted to take another gulp of it. “what is going on with you? i’ve known you for so long and i just don’t remember this side of you, so who is she?”

“conrad, don’t start.”

“no, y/n,” he argues. “i have to know you’re ok, i barely know the y/n i love anymore.”

“well, i wish i could answer that for you, but i don’t know who she is!”

“what?” he asks sadly. she begins to laugh, almost bending over in hysterics.

“i literally changed myself so much for you,” she replies. “and you just proved that i made it even worse. i don’t recognize myself anymore, got it? i flipped myself inside out for you to just look at me.”

her words are slurred together and she’s speaking with her hands, which worried conrad even more.

“i’ve had my eye on you for years, y/n. why would you do that to yourself?”

“i ask myself that question in the mirror every. fucking. day. i just want my old self back and i barely remember who she is!”

conrad realizes the severity of her emotions. he debated whether to step closer, and he acts on it when he sees even more violent tears running down her face. “i’m not even myself anymore, i’m everyone else.”

“shh, it’s ok,” he says, pulling her into an embrace and running a hand across her back. “it’s gonna be ok. i remember you every single day. i could never forget.”

“you don’t have to-“

“no, listen to me. you were the sweetest person ever, and i was ashamed of my excitement whenever you walked into a room. i didn’t wanna freak you out or anything. you were brave, you never once gave into other peoples shit. and you still are all these things. and i’ll spend every day proving it to you.”

she cries harder into his shoulder. the last thing she expected was the boy she loved comforting her outside of the building.

“i miss not giving a shit,” she peeps out, making conrad’s heart shred a bit.

“let’s stop giving one,” he looks her, cupping her face in his hands. “you and me, we’ll do it together, yeah?”

y/n creeps out a small smile at him, a genuine one for the first time in months. “you and i.”

[marlswhore]

i better see belly conklin x fem! reader fics once season two is released. belly deserves a lovely gf and she’s deserves so much more appreciation and attention.

[caffeinemachine]

The Girl Next Door

New Jeremiah Fisher series !!! I love TSITP so much and although I'm team Conrad for Belly.. I still love Jeremiah for myself hehe

I'm writing it as an OC, Isabella Sullivan, but I can also release it in a Jeremiah X reader version if it's wanted!

Anyway, here's a preview!!

Series Chapters:

Prologue | Part 1

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He remembers the day he met her. 

He was just 5 years old when the Sullivans moved in next door. He and Conrad watched curiously from his bedroom window as movers went in and out carrying boxes and furniture. The next day, his mom made a big bowl of fruit salad, grabbed his hand, and dragged him with her next door to deliver it to the new neighbors. A kind-eyed blonde woman opened the door, but Jeremiah wasn’t looking at her, his eyes stayed focused on the tiny girl peering just barely from behind the woman’s leg. The girl's position was compromised when her mother backed up into her to fully open the door, inviting Susannah and Jeremiah inside. Her mother seemingly just realizing her daughter was right there put her hand gently on top of her hair, saying,

“This is my Isabella.”

He remembers the day he met her because it was the day he started to fall in love with her.

Now, 11 years later, that little girl no longer attached herself to her mother's side whenever she could. Now instead, she found a 6’2, 16-year-old, salty-haired boy attached to her side whenever he could.

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Part 1 released soon!

[mixed-theater-faisty-tings]

“Tonight’s the Night”

The Summer I Turned Pretty

Pairing: Jeremiah Fisher x Reader (Y/N)

WARNING: Language, Teen drinking, explicit, Protected sex, slight fingering.

NOTE: I’m new to writing this kind of explicit stuff. It is kind of a minimal scene and not as descriptive as some stories are but I plan to grow. I admire all work and am open to any feedback you would like to let me know my messages and asks are open. Thank you for reading and all my writings are on my MASTERLIST on my blog. Enjoy!!

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“Ugh y/n you look smoking!”, Taylor exclaims as I am running my hands down my short, off-the shoulder dark green dress. “She’s right you look amazing.”, Belly chimes in with her signature smile. “Thanks girls. You both look gorgeous as well. I’d say we are some hot ass bitches.”, I exclaim. “Cinderbelly Conrad is gonna lose his shit when he sees you!”, Taylor gasps checking out her best friend's pink, tank dress.

“She has a point. I've totally caught him checking you out a few times especially yesterday at the pool when we were playing chicken. He looked almost jealous that it was Jere and not him.”, my voice trails off in a gossipy tone, the last words going up an octave. “He’s not into me and besides I'm meeting Cam there.”, her cheeks turn a light shade of red.

“I’m hoping to just meet some hot guy I can make out with.”, Belly’s bestie starts messing with her hair. “Just don’t let it be my brother again please.”, Belly’s gags sending us all into a fit of laughter. “As you for y/n I deem tonight is the night you’re gonna get laid. Jeremiah is not gonna know what hit him!”, Taylor can be a little much sometimes. “Tonight isn’t about him and plus he will probably be sucking face with Gigi or one of the other girls from the club.”, I say putting on some lipgloss.

“Just enjoy yourself tonight y/n.”, Belly smiles bringing me just a bit of comfort. “I plan to. Maybe drink a bit, play some pong, dance and then come home and sleep.”, our laughs fill the room when a knock catches our attention. “You guys better hurry up or we are leaving!”, Steven yells through the door.

“Jeremy wouldn’t let you!”, Taylor yells back. “His name is Jeremiah”, Belly corrects her. “Yeah yeah let’s go.”, she says, swaying her hips on her way out of the room. “Gotta love her.”,Belly follows. Now I'm not the biggest party person. I really only go for Jeremiah because sometimes he gets himself into trouble but tonight i’m going just for me.

The three of us make our way down to Jeremiah's jeep. “I call shotgun!”, my feet dash towards the passenger side. “Only if you promise not to leave me tonight!”,Jeremiah yells hot on my tail. “But you have to promise to be on your best behavior tonight then.”, giving him a serious look. “Now how can I promise to behave when you look like that.”, the wink he sends my way makes my knees weak and cheeks heat up.

“Jere knock it off.”, I try to be stern but, it comes off as more of a squeak. “See it’s when you say shit like that we all think you’re hiding something from us.”, Steven points out. Jere, Steven and I go in the Jeep while Conrad, Belly, and Taylor go in the car. “Shayla meeting us there?”, I ask changing the subject.

“Yeah she’s going with some of the other deb girls.”, he says. To avoid any further conversation I raise the volume of the music. “So are you actually going to drink tonight or you our DD!”, Jere screams over the bass booming the walls of the vehicle. With the rolling of my eyes I turn down the music and ask, “What?”.

“Are you drinking tonight?”, he repeats himself. “I mean I might have one drink tonight..you know me I like to be sober at parties like these, too much can happen.”, my fingers fiddle with the hem of my dress. “Well i’m the designated driver tonight so feel free to get wild.”, the warmth of his right hand makes contact with the skin of my leg sending a bolt of electricity through my body.

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Pulling up to the house it was not surprising to find the mansion already trashed, a bunch of drunk teenagers, and the smell of booze spreading in the air. “Oh the stench of teenage drunkenness.”, my sarcasm is prominent. “Just cause you’re boring doesn’t mean we have to be.”, Steven says walking past me towards the party.

“Come on fuck Steven lets get you a drink.”, Taylor says pulling Belly and I away from Jeremiah. “Don’t have too much fun y/n!”, He yells chuckling. “Dude what did he say to you back at the house?”,Belly asked me passing down the red solo cup from Taylor to me. “We were joking around and I told him to be on his best behavior he then said how could he when I look like this.”.

“You’re kidding!”, Taylor eyes bug out of her head. “Shut up! Dude he is totally into you!”., she adds. “Let’s jsut dance okay I dont wanna talk about it.”, my feet carry me quickly over to the pile of teens dancing in what I assume is the living room.

Taylor and Belly soon disappear with the other deb girls, Conrad off probably hooking up with Summer and Jere is out by the pool drinking straight from the ice luge with the goofiest grin on his face. I can’t hold in the laugh the scene brings me, mid-laugh a tall body bumps into me. My eyes fall upon a tall guy his hair was short, and wavy. The lights of the party making it hard to see his eye color.

“Woah my bad.”, he says gripping shoulders gently ensuring my balance. “No harm, no foul right.”, I greet him with a smile. “That’s one way to put it.”, this dude is quite easy on the eyes. “I’m gonna go sit by the pool care to join me?”, he asks with a soft smile. “Sure why not.”, he takes my hand and we walk over to the pool.

The music isn’t as loud outside where we don’t have to yell at each other. The backyard is filled with random games, couples making out and some drunk teens wanting to skinny dip. We find a place by the pool allowing our feet to relax in the water. “I didn’t catch your name.”, the tone was genuine, he seemed sweet. “I didn’t throw it.”, I raise my eyebrows with a smart ass tone decorating my words. “Touché.”, he chuckles.

“I’m y/n..how about you?”, sipping at my cup. “The name is Miguel.”, he smiles at me, man he has a nice smile. “What brings you cousins Miguel?”, his body seems to be moving closer to me. “I am here with the Fishers…family friends.”, I explain. “Jeremiah and Conrad right?, he inquires pushing away.

“Yeah but, they are just friends.”, my answer is a little too quick. “Jeremiah seems to be into you.”, him and Jere are now in a staring contest from across the pool. When my eyes land on my best friend on the other side he doesn’t look happy. “He is just protective of me. Why don’t we go to the front of the house?”, pulling my feet out of the pool I quickly stand up pulling Miguel with me.

We were talking in the front just getting to know each other when Cam Cameron calls us over. “Hey y/n! Come play with us this doofus needs a partner!”, he yells with his index finger pointing to Jeremiah. “Come on baby you know you’re my only partner.”, the idiot pouts. “Go play I’ll watch. I’ll be rooting for you.”, Miguel says with a smile and wink in my direction.

“Watch and learn. First, of all i’m not your baby! Second, i’m going to kick all your asses.”, After sending a wink in Miguels direction I take my place next to Jere to start our game who seems a bit on edge. Each time it was my turn to toss if I made it in Jeremiah made a point to hold me close, sometimes kissing my head in the process. “Jere will you back off.:, I growl at him before drinking the cup Cam landed in.

“Hey y/n if I make it in you owe me a kiss.”, he says instead tossing the ping pong ball to the other side, landing in our final cup before I could object. “No i’m not doing this.. Come on Miguel.”, the tone in my voice was beyond annoyed. “Y/N, you seem nice and all. I’m sure you are a great girl but something definitely seems to be going on here. How about I give you my number and when it all get figured out you can give me a call.”, he is truly trying to be nice as he enters his number into my phone.

“I’m so sorry about this…” there is a mournful sound to my voice. “I understand. Enjoy the rest of your summer.”, while he is smiling, his eyes tell me another story. “Hey! Where did your date go?”, Cam Cameron asks me laughing along with the boys. “What the hell Jeremiah!”, I yell. “What the fuck did I do!”, he yells back.

“You know exactly what you did! Chasing him off like some jealous boyfriend!”, my aggravation prominent as I stomp my way to the car. “You’re the one parading around with another guy!”, his words struck a chord. “Parading around? I’m not your girlfriend! If you care so much then fucking admit to me that you like me!”, tears well up in my eyes the second I face him.

“Get in the car.”, he demands. “We need to talk about this!”. “I said get in the damn car y/n.”.

We both get into his jeep and he drives off. Away the drunk teenagers, blasting music,and stench of alcohol. “Please talk to me.”, I plea. “When we get home.”, his eyes focused on the road.

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Back at the house the moms still hadn’t returned so it was just us two. He stalked into the house me following like a puppy dog. “Now can we talk about this cause I am tired of the back and forth.”, my patience is wearing thin as he pulls me up to his room, pinning me against the door. “I like you y/n..you know I do. Seeing you with that guy killed me alright is that what you wanted to hear.”, his blue eyes are connected to mine.

I can’t help but press my lips against his instantly. His hands immediately explore my body, keeping me as close as he can, lips traveling down my jaw to my neck. “Fuck I need you Jere.”, I pull his button up down his arms tossing it to the side. “Jump.”, he mutters against my skin.

My legs wrap around his torso, he carries me to the bed laying me down removing my dress. “You looked amazing tonight I’ve wanted to kiss you from the moment I saw you.”, he is breathless. “Shut up and kiss me you idiot.”, I giggle pulling off his wife-beater.

The more he touches me the more I can feel myself getting wet. One of his fingers glides across my folds, “All this for me babygirl?”, I can feel his smirk against my lips. “Yes.”, a moan escapes my lips. Two fingers slip inside me pumping in and out sending pleasure all through my body.

“Fuck yes like that.”, my back arches off the bed. “Such pretty noises.”, his fingers speed up slightly. “Jere..jere I’m gonna cum.”, I whimper. “Like hell you are. Least not with my fingers”, he removes his touch causing me to whine. “Patience babygirl.”. He coos.

The sound of his zipper rings in my ears, the high of how close I was calming down. I reconnect our lips allowing my hands to explore his body. Moans and groans escape his mouth as my hands travel down the miles of skin, his doing the same. “Please I want you.”, I mumble into our kiss.

Without another word he pulls away grabbing a condom from his dresser and putting it on. “Safety first right.”, he is out of breath but just as eager. “Just fuck me Fisher.”, I giggle pulling him close. “Don’t gotta tell me twice.”, his chuckles are music to my ears.

The hungry kisses continue as he begins to insert himself into me. I hiss at the contact, a pain stinging my body before being over taken by pleasure. “Are you okay?”, concern laced in his words halting the thrusts. “I’m okay just keep going.”, My hips move to meet his.

His touch is gentle, as his speed increases. My skin was on fire as he caressed every part of me, leaving no space between us, our moans mixing together with hungry kisses. I can feel him bottom out in me causing a scream of pleasure. “Fuck baby. I’m close.”, his lips graze my ear.

“Me too.”, I manage. “Cum with me y/n.”. With that we finish riding out our highs together. His body falls next to mine both of us breathless. “Well Taylor was right.”, I giggle, rolling over playing my head on his chest. “About what?”, he chuckles. “She told me that tonight was the night I get laid.”, our eyes connect.

“Is this also the night you become my girlfriend?”, his blue eyes flicker between my eyes and now swollen lips. “If you play your cards right?”, I bite my bottom lip. “Challenge accepted.”, he flips me over hovering over me. “Round two?”, our laughs mix together.

“Oh Jeremiah Fisher, you are a pain in my ass.”, my smile is wide. “Yeah but you love me anyway don’t ya.”, with that our lips are connected once more.

Thank youTaylor for being right…

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[harrysloveboat]

please write the what'll you give me if i do with jj and conrad😩

I definitely will��

gladly accepting any requests for a crossover of TSITP and OBX because these two shows have basically ruined me🫢

[girlkisser13]

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hey stephen

drabbles

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lil sneak peak of steven smut

[writingfortheunloved]

i have a fanfic idea for conrad fisher from the summer i turned pretty,, would anyone be interested in reading?? it would be oc x conrad,, a romance (some smut) some friends to fwb to enemies to lovers type shit so yeah someone give me a reason to follow through lmaoo

[fitzells]

MORE CONRAD FISHER REQUESTS PLEASE!!!! and steven and belly and taylor and i’ll try writing for jeremiah even tho i only see him as a bestie kinda guy x (still love him dearly) even just thoughts/headcanons about the characters/what they’d be like in relationships or something I DO NOT KNOW OK I JUST LOVE THAT TSITP UNIVERSE MAN!!!!

i will also take smutty thoughts and requests for conrad and i think steven and jeremiah??? (as far as i know they are 18 in the show) but none for taylor or belly please!!!!! ok ok ok pls