#was (gently) complaining to my grandparents about two of my neighbours (who happen to be best friends with my mom and my stepdad)

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There’s something weirdly nice about finding out you’re not the only person who dislikes someone. It’s such a relief to be able to be like “okay thank God I can bitch about this person now”

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next door neighbours | childe (1k event)

contains: milf!reader, modern!au, neighbour au, face sitting, age-gap (2-5 years?), riding, squirting, cream pie, childe cannot handle milf pussy, overstim.

note: did this instead of my chemistry assignment pls enjoy to the best of your abilities or else i’m gonna be sad lol <3 (rbs appreciated)

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mmmm cute neighbour childe who seems to have a teeny crush on you. can anyone blame him for being infatuated with the beautiful woman next door? you’re just so sweet — flashing him an award winning smile when you see him pull up in his driveway while you’re tending to your flower beds. he could’ve sworn that he was tired after a day of work — but upon seeing you in your pretty outfit and sun hat, he feels almost brand new.

ahhh and he mentally curses himself when he rushes back into his home after returning your wave instead of initiating a conversation; but little does he know that you don’t miss the blush dusted across his face just before he leaves. you find him so cute — he wears his emotions on his face yet he can’t even tell how obvious it is that he wants to fuck the older woman next door.

neighbour!childe who makes presence more known once he over hears from neighbourhood gossip that you’re single, waking up at absurd times for an early morning run just to have an excuse to see you in your tight sundress right after you drop your kid off at the bus. you almost always happen to catch him every time, stopping him to say a quick good morning; he feels like he’s on cloud nine when you touch his bicep after laughing at one of his jokes, looking up at him through your lashes — so much so that his pants happen to grow tighter at the sight.

neighbour!childe who’s so much more bold from that point on, even subtly shows off to you. asks if you need help with your flat tire and dresses down to his tank top to fix your engine like it’s no big deal; he looks so yummy, a faint sheen of sweat over his arms from the sun and flecks of oil staining his shirt — makes your mind wander for a liiitle bit before he calls out to you for the wrench. ah, but you’re a little bit lost because there are so many different ones — you’re unsure. so you’ll softly call out his name, and he really isn’t prepared for the sight that he’s met with; you’re hovering over him with your chest practically in his face, complaining about how you didn’t know which wrench to choose — but childe can’t hear a single word. he’s all too focused on the outline of your hardened nipples against the fabric of your shirt, almost swears that he can feel his mouth pooling with saliva after noticing your pretty tits; he’d rather die than take his eyes off of them.

he just loves doing things for you, helps with building a little play set for your kid, heavy lifting, anything — you just name it. and his ears always seems to burn red at the slightest bit of praise and thanks, like he’s waited his whole life to hear those words from you.

neighbour!childe who goes haywire when you invite him for dinner to keep you company. he knows that it’s because your kid is with their grandparents — but his mind just can’t help its wandering. he’ll take the initiative to help you out in the kitchen, pan frying your dinner for you to watch; he can’t say that it doesn’t boost his ego how you marvel over it. mmm and his voice will crack for a moment when you get closer for a better view because you don’t seem to notice how your chest presses up against his bare arm — ah, but he won’t say a word because he doesn’t mind <3

and he’ll act just like a messy virgin when you ask him teach you his cooking techniques, stumbling over his words as he hovers behind you. he doesn’t even realize how coy you’re being, hiding your smile as you pretend to listen to his words, acting like you can’t feel the heavy bulge poking at your ass. maybe you’ll elicit a groan or two from him when you gently meet his body — poor childe is so eager, grinding his hips into your backside and digging his face into your neck to steady his breathing.

neighbour!childe who’s so much more straightforward, hands exploring your body as he begs you to sit on his face with a boyish grin, but who are you to decline? he’ll messily bunch up your dress despite your complaints about getting it wrinkled and pull you down onto his face. ahh and he’s so welcoming, sighing as his tongue slips past your folds and laps at your pretty cunt. and please grind yourself down onto him, it’s all he can ask for; seeing you tilt your head back as you whine for more, tits spilling out of your clothes for you to grab. he’ll subconsciously grind his hips into nothing, cock straining further against his pants as he tongue fucks you while caged between your thighs.

and he’s so happy seeing you like this; a moaning mess as you twitch and writhe in his hold, dragging yourself so that your clit periodically brushes against the tip on his nose. you make such a mess, dragging out his name as your juices coat the lower half of his face, and he can only look at you with eyes full of adoration.

you think his cock is so pretty too <3 stained with precum and slightly red – you almost drool at the sight. he'll be watching with wide eyes as you grab a hold of it, lining him up with your soaked cunt as you hover over him – and he almost feels his soul leave his body as you drag his tip across your folds for good measure, tilting his head back as he feels a low groan bubbling up from his throat.

neighbour!childe who can only keep his eyes on the place where your bodies meet as you bounce yourself on him, your fingertips digging reddened crescents into his shoulders to steady yourself. your walls squeeze him so well — there’s a translucent ring around the base of his length, and it only grows thicker as you drop down on him. ah, but he can’t help his overthinking: where should he put his hands? what if he cums too early? so much to consider! but you manage to take away his worries, making his mouth part as you take a hand away from his shoulder to rub your sensitive clit. you look so pretty, eyes half lidded as you use his cock — what more could he ask for?

you sound so angelic as you reach your peak, whining for more as you catch his lips in a sloppy kiss. it doesn’t take long before you’re gushing over his lap, choking back a sob as you slump against his chest. your thighs are burning at this point, can’t go anymore — but you don’t need to worry your pretty head, childe will do everything else! <3 he’ll keep you barred to his chest and try to steady himself — head still in a daze from your cunt — before he grabs hold of your ass and pistons into you himself. and he hits it so good, drags against that one spot that you had a hard time doing yourself, makes you moan into his shoulder.

he almost goes crazy at how you flutter around him, mumbling on about how good you feel — but you can’t even register it, let alone think about anything that isn’t his cock. mmm and he’s so audible about how he’s about to cum, breathing going erratic as his pace falters — tell him to stay inside and he’s all yours, holding you close to him and burying his face into your skin as he cums; so much so that it manages to slowly seep out.

neighbour!childe who makes you think that it wouldn’t hurt to keep him around for a little longer <3