#wh o the fuck is fronting

[manticore-fangs]

Price catching us watching porn (I’m sorry but I genuinely had to ask😭)

a/n: i remember reading something awhile back with joel miller (show) x reader and getting caught watching porn, this just fuelled it 🫣

cw: dildo used, porn, masturbation, john helps you with that, not proofread, more may be added. pls lmk if i missed any.

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ughh! i can imagine him being dads best friend and just finding you in your room, staying at your parents since they lived closer to your college. price staying there for the time-being because his job is rough and he isn’t at his house often, why move in since his best friends daughter moved out? until she moved back in due to some issues.

it was late, 12 am at most. leaving you and your phone alone, lube and a dildo shoved up your cunt. watching the man in the video pound the woman into the wooden ground. leaving you wanting to getting fucked like that, rough and fast. you wished deeply that you were the woman, just plunging it in and out with an unsteady but relentless pace.

it’s leaving you in shambles, the dildo hits the right spot but your not close too cumming at all! makes you so frustrated and pissed off, cant believe why you won’t come. until you hear a rough “uh hum.” at the front of your door. you looked over and moved at the same time, panicking and trying to explain what you were doing, thinking it was your mother or father.

but you seen john price, the man you were crushing on since you hit eighteen. you never seen anything in him until you realized men yoru age weren’t the same and treated you like cow shit. “oh jesus christ- john, fuck- i can explain.” you try to say, nervous and trying to swallow the upcoming slit in your mouth.

“is’ fine love, every man and women pleasure theirselves. nothing i haven’t seen from women.” you blushed, furiously. you didn’t expect john price, the man you crushed on, seen you fucking yourself to some video.. which is still on as you heard a loud moan from your screen and cringe, grabbing it and turning it off.

you covered yourself, giving him and you some decency. but at the same time you really wanted him to help you, but the other thought that was chewing on your brain didn’t wanna speak up. the small anxiety at the bottom of your stomach stopping you from doing it.

john was going to ask you something, but watching you put on a dazzling show for him set him off, the next thing he says doesn’t register in his mind. “i can help ya’ with that.” it sounds more like an order, demand maybe then a question. but you look up and blink twice before speaking up after a short time of silence.

“wh- what? you wanna help.. me?” and he nods, he won’t take it back now but he will always let you stop whenever the time, and no matter what. “just letting you know lovely that you do not have to be pressured to say yes. you, can say no and i can leave. when you say red, i can stop when we have sex. up to you.”

and you think, but you bite your lip gently, grabbing the blankets and moving it away from your body, showing your pussy on display for him, the dildo stick sucked inside your cunt, not letting go as you were so close to your impending orgasm. “fuck.” he moans, getting closer to you as he looks at your pussy.

“can i?” he asks and you nod, letting him inch closer and closer before he lays his calloused and rough finger tips onto your lips and spreading them. watching your arousal and sticky goo from the lube and your cunt. he grabs the base of the dildo and pushes it in, making your head throw back with a moan.

he gets a steady pace, one hand opening your lips and one at the base of the dildo and thrusting in. “want me to go faster? i know you were so close love, i’ll make it up to you.” and you nod, really trying to stay composed enough to speak but the pace of that dildo inside it makes everything go away. he angles it correctly and just pushes it deep against your back wall, feeling a sensation start to form but you cannot gather anything besides moans.

“john - oh fuck john- please wait - ohm-“ you can’t speak for the life of you and your eyes keep flittering shut. throwing your head back and forth, trying to stop your squirming but you can’t from the pleasure you feel, the dildo going faster as you hear sticky squelches. john just chuckles at you, looking at your desperate state and just thinking of how you’d break apart on his dick.. but that’ll be saved for another time. right now he just wants to stretch you out on that dildo that you were trying to fuck yourself on.

“deeper john - need you to go deeper please -“ you sob out, tears in your waterline. john let’s put short ‘okays’ and fucks the base into you, moving deeper then before and stimulating that spot more and more. leaving you breathless with want and need, you just need johns dick so bad. “i know you need my dick lovely but that’ll be for another time, just need’ta get you perfectly stretched for my dick.” shit. you must’ve said that out loud.

he fucks the dildo faster, not relenting his pace even though his arms are getting slightly sore at the rapid movement. “john! johnjohnjohnjohn - fuck ‘m gon-‘ i’m cuhm- i’m cumming!” you start to shiver and squirm from the overstimulation which john slowly slowed down his pace. leaving you breathless and weeping.

you groan and whimper. orgasm drawn out, leaving you in a sub space. “i’ll take care of you lovie, let me take care of you. promise i’ll be good for ya’” you don’t remember much when john picked you up. succumbing to the rest that was consuming you.

[elexaria]

i managed to indoctrinate one of my irls into soap mactavish supremacy and she agrees that soap would be a switch.

and its been on my mind how johnny would beg like a dog for pussy, like a good boy 🥺

NSFW — minors dni!!

(brief mention of a mommy kink LOL)

“yer killin’ me here,” johnny grumbles quietly as he watches you dress in front of him. thick, child bearing hips on display for the entire world to see as your hands reach up to mess your freshly curled hair. your quite literal little black dress made you look like a goddess, and it was killing your boyfriend with how hot you looked. “yer gunna be the death o’ me.”

“it’s only for a couple’a hours, johnny.” you coo, reaching down to cup his stubbled jaw in your soft hands, pressing a gentle kiss to the bridge of his nose. he whines, pouting like a lovestruck puppy from where he was sat on the edge of your bed.

it had been a few months since you last had a girl’s night out with your besties, when was the last time you got to let loose and have some fun with them? you loved johnny, but you reckon it’d do you some good to get out the house and let your hair down.

“see you later, babe.” you wave him goodbye, grabbing your keys as you make your way out. still moping around with a face like a slapped arse, john reluctantly lifts his hand to wave goodbye.

“see ye, hen.” he mutters quietly, still pouting.

a few hours pass, and you stumble through the front door with weak legs akin to a newborn fawn. “fuck,” you huff out as your toss your keys into the bowl by the front door, eager to kick off your heels and get out of the god forsaken tight confines of your dress.

the dress that really made the blood of passers by sing as their eyes bore into your cleavage spilling from the cups of the dress. how your thighs seemed to pool out underneath your weight as you sat down, tender skin just dying to be gawked at. it’s like you knew how good you looked.

“johnny—!” you sing aloud, pottering through your small apartment with your heels in hand. “joooohn— you asleep?” you hum, peeking into your bedroom. he wasn’t there.

“hmm. takin’ a dump or somethin’—“ you squint, taking a look over your shoulder to your en suite. nope, he wasn’t in there either.

“fucks sake, john william mactavish, where are you?” you whine out, chucking your shoes and bag down as you begin to attempt to reach around to unzip your dress. frustrated huffs and shouts erupt from your throat at your desperate pawing at the finicky little zip, dying to set yourself free.

“need help?” a voice leers from behind you, almost knocking all the air from your lungs as you squeak with surprise.

“yes—“ you murmur, throwing your head down as you shuffle back towards johnny. it felt like you were standing there for ages, just waiting for him to unzip your dress. confused, you turn around, eyebrows furrowed. “wh— what’s taking you so long?” you pout, cheeks flushed from your night out on the town.

and that’s when you see him, hungrily glaring down at you with those innocent blue puppy dog eyes that serve as a stark contrast to the anticipation that runs through his veins. his breathing is steep, you can hear the faint exhales as he continues to stare right through you. holding onto his thick forearm for support as you drunkenly sway side to side, your eyes widen as you spot it.

a thick, aching throb pressed so harshly against his grey sweatpants.

fuuuuuuck.

and then it all makes sense. his childish whining and pouting, the hesitation to unzip your dress. the poor scotsman is so hard, it’s teetering towards painful. unbeknownst to you, the poor thing was tight fistedly pumping at his furiously red cock, hunched over on the edge of the bed as soon as you left. thinking about how he’d die happily if you let him crawl over broken glass just to lap away at your gorgeous pussy, how he would die a proud man if you just let him worship you the way god intended when he put the two of you on earth as soulmates.

“oh… johnny,” you whisper out, a hand absentmindedly reaching low to gently graze the pads of your fingertips against the cockprint in his joggers. a hushed hiss is sucked through his teeth, his eyes narrowing at your touch. oh, how you relished in how he melted against your touch.

now, that wasn’t to say you didn’t love it when he was furiously rutting into you with his large hands splayed across the small of your waist, his thighs slamming into your voluptuous ass at a maddening pace.

“so… fuckin’… mmh— all mine, yeah? yer all mine, aye? say it, say yer all fuckin’ mine. fuck, lass— need ye to say it—“

“all.. yours— mmh—! fuck, love-“

but there was something about having johnny, your 6ft boyfriend with burly muscles and a thick scottish lilt, on his hands and knees begging for you to fuck him.

and this evening was no different.

with a wicked grin growing on your lips, you can’t help but push yourself onto him. “poor, poor baby. so hard, hmm?” you crooned as you stroke against his erection, his body shivering under your touch. he pouts once more, hands either side of your hips as he feels his cock stirring. your fat tits heave against his lean chest, eyes innocently blinking up at him as though you had no idea why he was so turned on. it’s just a little ol’ dress, after all.

“fuck, hen. yer— fuck,” he barely breathes out, trembling as your small hands press against his hard cock, making him whine even more. it turned him on even more as you grin up at him, knowing how wrapped around your finger he was. he would die for you without hesitation. even more so if he got the chance to fuck you one last time.

“use your big boy words, baby,” you hum, a frown on johnny’s lips as you pull away— leaving his poor cock twitching for more.

“please— let me fuck you— please-“ he chokes out as his hands reach down to squeeze and paw so lazily at the mounds of plump fat that drape so beautifully around your curvaceous body. his pleading is akin to a mantra, repeatedly rolling from his tongue like the most steadfast and devote man kneeled before the altar.

you swat his hands away from your body, chuckling as he winces with a childish pout. oh, this was gonna be fun. almost like clockwork, johnny falls to his knees— his messy head of hair burying against your groin as he presses kisses to your thighs. he can smell how delicious you taste, if only you’d let him lavish your flavours. still, he’s repeatedly begging like a dog for you.

“please, by all that's holy— I need a taste of ye so badly, bonnie lass."

his hands are desperately pawing at the roll of fat at the bottom of your ass, crooked fingers grazing the sensitive skin between your thighs. it makes you tense, feeling that bubbling anticipation that coils in your lower abdomen. you swear you can feel a bead of wetness slowly drip from your cunt already.

“baby,” you breathe out like a confession, your hands reaching down to gently hold his cheeks, thumbs rasping against his stubble like a timeless ritual. his puppy dog eyes are peering right up at you, now pleading wordlessly for you to just give in. to put him out of his misery. that look makes you almost cave in right then and there. how touch starved and desperate he looks on his knees, his fingers still shaking against your delicate skin.

with a nod, you gasp at how quick he is to pull you into his lap, panting like a dog in heat as he practically rips the zipper right off of your dress. you slap his hand, huffing with furrowed eyebrows. “careful! it’s new!” you whine out, splaying your chubby thighs out as you straddle your boyfriend.

like a dance as old as time, you suddenly find yourself bare against johnny, stifling your groans as you’re milking his aching cock with a tight fisted grip. his eyes are focused on your tits, how they jiggle with the maddening pace you’re pumping him with. he’s choking out, breathing in bounds and leaps as you keep on edging him so wonderfully.

“please— fuck, yer gonna—“ he grunts, his knuckles whitened as he grips your fat thighs so tightly, you know it’ll leave dark bruises when you both wake up.

you had a strict no touching rule when it came to his begging. he could look, but he couldn’t touch you.

he could watch at how the blood rushed to your perky nipples, tits swaying and heaving. his eyes could only longingly stare right at your drenched cunt, the dim lighting of your bedroom making your slicked folds all the more appealing to his hungry mouth.

“gunna…. cum—“ he pants out so needily, his hips furiously bucking up to meet your white fisted shafting. and just as you feel the muscles in his cock strain in your hand, churning ropes of cum from his swollen balls— you stop. johnny groans aloud, his lonely cock left twitching angrily.

“fucks sake, lass. please, am fuckin’ beggin’ here—“ he groans once more, head resting against your shoulder as he lazily presses kisses to your neck.

“please.. let me cum, i’ve been so good— waitin’ like a good boy. tried tae wank earlier but it wasnae the same—“

his words are like music to your ears. his fingers creep between your thighs once more, eager to touch you. all the air in your lungs evaporate as his calloused fingertip gently swipes against your swollen clit, your hands raking through his mohawk with a tightened grip. “fuck, johnny—“ you sigh out, allowing him to touch you after so long. “such’a… good— good boy for me—“

“aye. please, i need tae fuck ye so badly, lass. please— need ye to ride me—“ johnny sighs out, his aching member throbbing against his abdomen as he lets his fingers dip into your cunt, almost succumbing to an orgasm at the sensation of your thick, warm juices just running so deep inside of you. you needed him just as badly as he needed you, and it was very evident in how you grabbed his wrist, your other hand pushing him onto his back.

how beautiful did johnny sound as you slowly sank down onto his girthy cock, tears in his eyes as your cunt fluttered against his sensitive tip. “oh, fuck— fuck,” he gasps out, his big hands gripping onto your hips as you began to bounce so greedily on him, obscene wet skin slapping against each other echoing around the four walls of your bedroom.

“mommy needed this so badly,” you splutter out, your voice hoarse with pleasure as you let johnny rut up into you, frantically panting like a mad man whilst he reaches to thumb at your clit. “such a good boy, yeah? fuck, gunna—!”

and just like that, johnny growls as he feels your cunt tighten against him. with a loud mewl, you throw your head back as you’re pushed past the precipice of a gut wrenching orgasm— trickles of squirt spreading out over his happy trail as johnny continues to buck his hips up into you.

“gunna cum— oh, fuck—“ he cries out, eyes clenched shut as thick ropes of cum spill up inside of you, a sigh of unbridled relief escaping his lips. oh, it felt so good to finally cum— never mind the fact that he got to cum inside of you. he swore he could see stars as he let you ride out your high on his pulsating shaft, sucking air through his teeth as you both fall silent.

“jesus christ,” johnny groans out after what feels like forever, gently patting your hip with a boyish grin. “i meant what i said, ye know. yer gunna be the death o’ me.” he chuckles, sitting upright as he presses a gentle kiss to your lips. with a content sigh, you lean close, allowing him to wrap his arms around you to draw you closer.

“loved yer dress, by the way. couldn’t keep ma hands off’ae ye. hell, couldn’t keep ma hands off maself after ye left.”

what a charmer.

[satorusdiary]

Sorrows

Plug!Eren x reader

Warnings: Cheating, Angst, arguing, crying, breaking up

Summary: Eren ends up missing your 2nd year anniversary. Not even a full day goes by and you find out he was cheating on you. :(

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Today was a bummer. You’re sitting on your shared bed, letting your tears freely fall from your eyes and onto your dress. A blank expression was written all over your face.

Your phone was laying on the sheets, a photo from a. random number of her naked, with a guy. Not just any guy, your boyfriend. Eren Jaeger. He was on top of her, it’s sick enough for her to be taking such a photo during sex but for her to send it to you? Fucking disgusting.

You always had a strong front, able to take the hardest things well. But this? You just couldn’t handle it. Here you were dressing all pretty, for your boyfriend since it was your guys 2nd year anniversary, and there he was freely cheating on you with his Clients.

A few bags were packed, they were by your feet as you waited for a friend to pick you up from the one place you called home. The one place you expected having a family in, the one place you planned on spending your forever in with the love of your life.

With a sore throat from all the sobbing, it was immensely dry. Too dry for your liking. Which forced you to sit up from the bed, and head tot he kitchen to get a cup of water.

While your drinking your water the front door near the living room opens, making you stop drinking to put down the cup. But you never turned around.

Eren was confused, you hand not greeted him like you usually would when he comes home. It would always be with a soft smile, or with tones of energy which made his day get way better.

“Baby?” He called out into the empty house. Or he thought it was empty until he entered the kitchen. And there you were, your back facing him with you staring out the window.

A smile appears on his face as he looks at you all dressed so pretty, like an angel. He thinks that you’re attending a party, he waits for you to invite him along just so he’d have another fun night with you by his side. Per usual.

He wraps his arms around your waist and snuggles into your freshly curled hair. Making you flinch. It leaves him more confused.

He lifts his head to look at you, heart dropping when he looks at your tear stained face. Instantly, he turns you around to look at him, his heart breaking even more when your bottom lip quivers. Before he could say anything, three words spill from your lips making him question if he wants to cry and scream.

“Let’s break up.”

Your words were quiet, coming out hoarse as you rub your eyes with your free hand. More tears threatening to come out while you couldn’t even look at Eren in the eyes.

He hold around you tightens, and he shakes you once making you look at his broken face. Assuming from the news you had just told him.

“Wh-What? What do’ya mean you wanna break up?!” Eren exclaims, holding two of your hands to look down on it and kiss it. That’s when his orbs land on your promise ring, the promise ring he had put on your ring finger 1 year from today. Then it hits him.

Todays your anniversary. Not just that, but two years!

Erens world falls apart infront of him at this second. You shook your head not wanting to repeat the three words you never thought you’d say in a billion years.

“Ma, wait. Let’s talk about this real quick, don’t just drop the question of me without an explanation.” Eren smiles, grabbing your wrist lightly. Careful not to hurt you.

You don’t smile back, in fact. You push him away. The look on your face instead was a broken expression. Tears falling down your cheeks as you try calming your breathing. It’s hard not letting out a sob, but you don’t want to break infront of him completely. Not now, not ever.

You turn on your heel and make your way towards the bedroom, sobs begging to be released as you feel Eren right behind your trail.

The sight in your bedroom makes him want to throw up, the sight of your bag packed and your closet emptied. Your side of the bed and night stand not having the lovely photos any more.

“y/n, you can’t just leave me because i missed our anniversary! You have to fucking talk this shit out with me too!” Eren cries out, making your cheeks heat up in anger. Your whole chest burning with hurt and anger aswell.

You turn to your bed and get your phone, immediately unlocking it to pull up the photo you had received a few hours ago. When Eren wasn’t home. You showed the screen to Eren and threw the phone at him.

“It’s not just that! You’re cheating on me with your clients you fucking bitch!” A sob gets out as you yell at him. You fall behind you and land on your bed, on your bottom. Tears freaking falling out as you hide your sobbing face into your hands.

Eren looks at the screen in horror. The guilty, heart wrenching feeling continues inside his body. He frowns and keeps his head low, the sounds of your cries breaking his heart even more.

Whn you bring your head up, a tearful smile comes onto your features. Though he loved your smiles, this smile just screamed that he fucked up. A smile that Eren wanted to kiss away, but he stayed frozen on the spot. Not knowing if he should comfort you.

The tears freely trickle down your cheeks. It was a painful silence, loud enough for you to hear your own heart breaking.

“Eren, how could you!” You point a finger at him and push him back, outside the room. “What does she have that i don’t? Why am i not enough for you?!” You cried out, knees threatening to buckle as you continued sobbing.

“Nothing.” He states, a panicked desperate tone lacing his voice as he spoke. “She meant nothing Y/N, you’re my everything please!” Eren begged. Eyes getting glossy as he never felt this feeling before.

Eren was never one to beg, but at that moment he begged every god around him to not take you. To forgive him for all the sins he’s committed, and all the times he fucked both of you up. To give him another chance.

To make you give him One more Chance.

Tears began blurring up Erens vision. He never cried, Eren never cried.

“no, no, no. Baby, please. y/n, it’s not like that!” He takes steps towards you, which you seem to notice but you don’t move. Your frozen on the spot, sniffling continuously.

Your heart aches when he begs. How he wraps his arms around you and sobs into your neck, his heart hurts even more whne you don’t hug him back. You felt so cold.

“Please, y/n! D-Don’t leave, ‘m so fucking sorry! I don’t deserve you, love, please!” He continues to beg.

“I love you—“ Eren croaks out. You sniffled more and wiped your tears, removing himself from you as your run into the room to get your bags. Eren hot on your trail as he continues to cry and beg, his whole future was leaving infront of him.

“No you don’t, dont fucking say that ‘cause you stopped loving me when you decided to cheat on me!” The frown on his face growing, all he wanted to do was kiss you and hug you. Seek for your warmth. But that’s something he couldn’t do anymore.

He doesn’t want to lose you. All those hours of pillow talk, all the years you’ve spent together. All the history you have together, he regrets just letting it go like that, because he couldn’t resist his own client. His ex.

“Please, Please i’m so sorry. Stay! I’ll be better mama, i swear! Don’t go..” He stutters. The heartbreak, and sobs that wanna be released clog his throat.

You ignore him and walk around him as quick as possible. When was it so hard to go past the door to leave your home? Or the place you once called home.

You stop when he hugs you, tight. His head on your head, making you feel wet tears fall onto your shoulders.

“Stay. Please.” He begs.

You shake your head and push him away, as far as you could and unlock the door.

“I’ll love you forever, Ren. See you soon.” A sad, tearful smile enhances your features. Making Eren sob out as you ran out the house to get in your friends car. The door was slightly opened but he didn’t care, his loud cries were let go then and there.

“I’m so sorry angel, i love you s’much. So sorry for not being able to keep you to say with me.” He says to no one in particular. The one person he wanted to say that was now gone, and he didn’t know how to deal with that fact.

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Author’s note: This was hella rushed.. sorry if it’s bad guys😓

[yaekiss]

Aah okay, I want to ask you may I req a male reader x tighnari fic? Where reader is a hybrid like tighnari(a/b/o). Reader was going to fontaine/other nations for his job, when he came back to sumeru and finally meet tighnari again, he finds that tighnari being needy to him. Oh yea tighnari and reader r already in a relationship here, boyfriends or husbands it's up to you(｡•̀ᴗ-)✧ sorry if it's a mess hehe english is not my first language, thank you btw! Take ur time(∂ω∂)

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꩜ Room Content: Dom! Male! AMAB! Top! Alpha! Reader x Sub! Bottom! Omega! Tighnari, established relationship (fennec fox husbands!), omegaverse (mentions of slick, scents, knotting, breeding), gagging Tighnari, biting Tighnari, lmk if I missed out anything ! ꩜ A/N: PHEW this one got a little long, thank you for waiting anon! I researched a lil on fennec fox behaviour but I could be totally wrong so take it w a generous sprinkling of salt hehe,,, OH and no worries anon!! Your English is great, thank you for the request ♡

Gandharva Ville is unusually peaceful when you get back. Usually when you get back from a research trip, regardless of the duration, Tighnari would be waiting for you at the entrance, flinging himself into your arms the second he sees your figure. However, your husband’s nowhere in sight this time. Strange. 

The walk to yours and Tighnari’s shared home is similarly uneventful, the lush forest is exactly as you remembered it and you wave to the few forest rangers you meet along the way. You receive cheerful greetings as they welcome you back from your 2-month long trip to Fontaine, one of the longer research trips in a while. As you draw closer to your home, your eyes catch on how the leaves at the front are shifted down to shield the inside of the hut from prying eyes. Weird, is Tighnari out right now? Even so, he typically doesn’t close off the hut either. 

You warily make your way over, ears alert and pointed up as your tail is held tensed outwards. The closer you get, the stronger a particular scent wafting through the air becomes. It’s overly sweet, cloying and heady yet, it’s mixed with something sour. Your ears swivel, honing in on the direction of your home as you pick up on soft muffled breaths and rustling on the bed. Setting your trunk down, you cautiously move the leaves aside, they shift but before you can peek inside, you’re forcefully pulled in by a familiar arm.

Upon recovering from the shock, your eyes rake over the sight in front of you and the air is punched from your chest, replaced with pure carnal lust. So this was what your husband was up to instead of receiving you up when you first got back. Tighnari looks absolutely debauched, hair and ears messed up from thrashing around on the bed, his nipples are perked up and by the looks of how pink they are, he’s probably been playing with them for hours. As your gaze dips downwards, his tail is held between his legs, a sign of submission, his usually tidy fur now sticking in all different directions after his strenuous activities. And Archons above, he’s dripping with slick, coating his thighs and fingers with a sinfully sticky mess. 

“And here I thought something happened to you, turns out my husband is just some wh-!?” Your sentence is cut off when Tighnari suddenly captures your lips in a kiss. Against your lips, he trills and moans, nuzzling into the crook of your neck, drunk off of your scent.

“Don’t- hng… -talk so much and just fuck me, c’mon c’mon!” Good to see that he hasn’t lost his sass while you were gone. He’s dragging you towards the bed, frantically pawing at your pants as he whines.

“So needy, I would’ve assumed you'd have honed your patience while I was away but-” your gaze is hungry as you soak up the delectable sight of the omega before you, “-looking at your sorry state now, I guess not.” Your eyes glint when you catch sight of your (scented) scarf you left him before embarking on your research trip discarded next to your pillow (which is now suspiciously wet). 

“And just how long have you been grinding on my pillow?” Tighnari lets out a high-pitched, guilty-sounding keen when you catch him red-handed.

“Ungh… it doesn’t matter, can’t you just fill me up, pleaseee, I need you in me!!” Fuck, with the way he’s presenting himself to you with his tail held to the side, the deep arch in his back, and how his hole was practically drooling. How could you say no?

Hurriedly, you free your cock from the confines of your pants and Tighnari wastes no time stroking you to fullness before sinking down on your length in one fluid motion. His head is thrown back at the stretch and as he clamps down around you, a throaty whine rips out of him.

“Tsk. So noisy, what if the other rangers hear you? I saw them while walking here y’know.” A flush of red sweeps across his face when he’s confronted by the humiliation he would face if the others heard him yowling and screaming in the middle of the day. He’d be labelled a horndog! (He doesn’t have to know everyone already knows but you like to torture your poor husband with this.) Another whine escapes him as he huffs and buries his ruddy face in the base of your neck again, adorably embarrassed.

Grabbing your scarf, you tilt Tighnari’s head up and pry his mouth open, making sure the pad of your thumb slides along the pad of his tongue. Then, you ball the fabric up and stuff it into his mouth, effectively muffling his moans as it soaks up his noises and drool.

Your hands rub at the base of his tail, near where the two of you are connected and he keens around the gag, every single nerve in his body is lit on fire with the red-hot desire of being utterly taken by you. Something feral in you awakens at his whimpers and squeals, how he’s so pliant and willing and so goddamn needy for you. The pace you set is brutally delicious and it has Tighnari throwing his arms around you, holding on as you fuck up into him the way he craves. 

He leans in, sobbing into your shoulder at the onslaught of pleasure, and your nose brushes past his scent gland. Your husband’s scent is nothing but floral sweetness and addictive, causing you to instinctively bite down at the site. At some point, the scarf must have fallen out of Tighnari’s mouth because he lets out an unfiltered howl that merges into a pitched trill.

“Ah! H-hah! Breed me alpha, cum in me, knot mmm-!, mE! Fuck!” His words slur together into a jumbled mess of a sentence, bucking down onto you, pushing you deeper into him as he purrs and squeaks at his oncoming climax. When you cum in him, his gorgeous green eyes roll back into the sockets of his head as his furry ears shoot up, choking on a breathless moan. The searing stretch of your knot pulls his muscles taut as a bowstring and has him cumming within seconds. 

As Tighnari catches his breath, you lean in and lave a tongue over the scent gland where you bit him earlier and leave a light kiss on the mark. He purrs lightly, appreciative.

“As, hah…, you can tell, I didn’t miss you all that much,” bold words for a husband who’s peppering your face with kisses while trilling, pleased and sated. Scoffing, you hold him tight in your embrace as the both of you rest and wait for your knot to deflate.

Or at least, until something occurs to you, your eyes instantly snapping open.

...Fuck. You left your luggage trunk outside.

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[tojisun]

dbf!simon x fem reader; dbf!simon x ofc

!! suggestive - minors dni; simon's a dick; is it cheating if you two are on-and-off

: draft :'D - i didnt want to post it as part of the dbf!simon series because it felt too juvenile and not in-line with the series (as i tend to avoid writing simon's pov to further shroud doubt to how he feels for the reader) but i miss writing so i tweaked this a bit

it is laughable, really, how you never seemed to have good people in your corner. how, at every turn, you keep getting betrayed. left broken and weeping, your heart full of festering wounds.

simon's guilty of it, of course.

he is no saint. he knows the shit he does hurts you but he has always known the bed he's made in hell and was more than ready to lay in it. to submerge himself in the fire because there is just something so addicting in the way he seeks for you, all mangled soul and yearning—ugly in the way he bears the burden of his affections to you—only to be accepted with nothing but a wet sniffle and a, "you hurt me." and simon hears it for what it is—his absolvement.

in return, simon whispers his apologies, all half-meant because he can't change. not when he loves the way you love him.

but this.

oh but this is just too cruel, it makes him twitch with a crude sense of delight.

"she doesn't deserve you," she mumbles, eyes glassy with tears. she introduced herself, said her name's kara. said she's your friend.

("see?" he would tell you much later, his palms warm as they clung to your waist. "she didn't mean a thing to me, baby."

"o-okay," you would reply, choking on your tears. "m'sorry for doubtin'."

simon would bite a grin and pepper kisses all over the column of your neck and up to the cut of your jaw, feather-light as they danced just past your lips.

"s'okay," he would whisper. "i knew you didn't mean to."

you would bury your face on the juncture of his neck with a wet sniffle, and simon would suppress a tremble because this.

this was exactly how he likes you.)

"oh yeah?" simon asks, snorting to himself. "and what? you reckon you're a better option?"

she flushes, cheeks filling with heat and eyes darkening as she frowns. simon expected her to storm off, taking his dismissal for what it is and running away to pretend to be your comfort place again.

instead, she seems to make herself more resolute, fists tightening on her skirt before meeting his eyes head-on.

"yes," kara says, all faux confidence. "i am."

simon hums, swirling his glass of gin as he looks away. "why's that?"

"because i know how to love you."

simon pauses, eyes shifting back to her.

kara says love in a way he knows isn't all that softness you have always associated with it—ghosting kisses and whispered confessions—or similar to the weight erin has always cloaked the word in—something that was beyond dinner parties and bike rides. kara says love and simon sees what she wants.

she wants the passion. the danger. she wants to submerge herself in the taboo love that she must have heard from you—the rough sex, the fast burn, the way he engulfs you whole until you are left twitching on the bed, gaze faraway and oversensitive as you come down from your high, before dealing with a heartache as he leaves.

it was a dance with you. it was something he tried to curb with erin only to realize, half-way, he wanted the thrill that you gave him.

with kara, simon knows it's all a front.

he flits his eyes down at her, licking the back of his teeth as he takes her in because kara is beautiful, alright. not really his type but he sees the appeal.

(she isn't anything like you and, somehow, that makes it easier for simon to indulge.)

he takes her to a hotel. he fucks her against the wall on the entryway of the room, and leaves after he came across her back.

simon fishes for his phone and rings you.

"si?" your voice is a sleepy croak on the other side. it makes his heart clench with desire.

"i wanna see you, sweetheart."

a static. sheets rustling. then, "okay." a yawn. "i can't wait."

what a sweet thing you are. this is why he can't really give you up.

[italiansteebie]

steve was expecting a nice vacation.

a nice vacation, with rob and nance, and the kids tagged along too.

but three am rolls around and someone is in his house, singing, and wailing and generally acting a fool. and what a wonder that anyone would do this since they know super girl is way crabby when she's woken up. especially at three am.

so he hauls himself out of bed and trudges to the kitchen where the ruckus has traveled.

"dude."

there's a man stumbling around his kitchen, eating his left over pizza, and drinking his fucking coors light.

if he wasn't so pissed at this guy making himself at home, he'd think he was kinda cute. he had long hair, and chains and leather. and forget 'kinda' this guy is downright delicious, but the bottom line is, he broke into steve's house.

"get the fuck out of my house."

the guy drops the pizza and whirls around, "what?" the guy sounds properly devastated. "get out of my house, dude!" steve yells.

"wh- why? i- im here with the- the band?" the guy is stumbling around, slurring his words and looks like he's seconds from dropping. steve sighs, "alright man. just- cmon. lay down on the couch, i'll get you a blanket." steve leads him to the couch, turning him on his side, making sure he doesn't choke on his vomit.

he scrubs a hand over his face, just his luck that some drunk guy wanders his way into the house, has no idea where he is, eats his pizza, and he's gonna let the guy pass out on his couch. whatever.

he'll deal with it in the morning.

---

when eddie wakes, he's got a major headache, and he thanks his lucky stars that one of the guys put a trash can in front of his because he would NOT have made it to the bathroom.

once he's right side up, he takes in his surroundings.

shit.

this is not the labels beach house they put them up in.

"good to see you in the land of the living."

his head turns to meet the voice, and shit. he's gone and broke into hercules' house.

"uh- what?" he says, ever so eloquently.

the guy sits down next to him. "you broke into my house last night. well- not exactly, someone left the door unlocked but. you walked in and ate my pizza. and i didn't feel comfortable sending you back out because you had no idea where you were. you slept on my couch."

eddie nodded dumbly, "s-sorry. i- im here with my band, right down the road. uh- i'm. i think im still drunk and you're very pretty."

the guy laughed, and damn, if eddie wasn't already in love, he was now.

"im steve, i can walk you back to your place when you're ready. there's some sandwiches on the counter over there if you're hungry." the guy- steve, says, before standing.

"sandwiches for breakfast?"

"it's 2pm, dude."

o h.

"do you wanna... i mean. you wanna have like, lunch or something?"

"are you hitting on me?"

"if i say yes, do i still get a sandwich?"

steve laughs again, "yeah," eddie raises his eyebrows at this. "yes to the sandwich or yes to the date?" he asks, smiling cheekily.

"hmm. what kind of food are we gonna have?" steve inquires, leaning closer to eddie. eddie smiles again, "what's your favorite?" steve pretends to think, making a whole show of it.

he's just about to respond when.

"steve! are you really flirting with the criminal?"

"robin!" steve groans, waving his hands at said person. eddie turns, "you think im a criminal?"

"well, technically...." robin trails.

"rob get outta here. i was about to land a date." steve whines, shooing her out. she saunters out with a grin on her face, "he like italian food" she singsongs before walking out the door.

"so. the pizza place? tomorrow at 1?" eddie asks, eyes flicking down to steve's lips, "sounds good," he breathes. it's only a matter of time before their lips meet in a feverish kiss, eddie's hands tangled in steve's hair.

they pull away, "we should- we should get you back so your friends don't freak out." steve says, breathing deeply. eddie nods, chest heaving, "cant say i'm not disappointed, though." steve sighs, raising a hand to cup eddie's face. "there's always tomorrow."

---

when eddie finally gets back to the right house, gareth is all over him. "where the hell have you been, man?!"

"oh, okay. so. i broke into someone's house accidentally, and then scored a date. now i'm here." he shrugs, before plopping down on the couch.

gareth sighs, "only you, ed."

[jazzyblusnowflake]

Love really bites

[a small vuzi snippet uwu yall liked the oil exchange with nuzi so you get this too >:3 ]

V and Uzi were sitting criss-cross in front of each other, feeling awkward but still looking determined- they wanted to try exchanging oil for V, since Uzi already did it often with N; but while they lean in slowly, V takes a peak and sees Uzi with visor eyes shut and looking stressed, her bottom jaw clattering softly for a moment as her body shakes lightly- V feels a slight pang of guilt and and scoffs "ugh" pushing Uzi back slightly "look I'm not doing this when you're so obviously terrified-"

"wh- i am NOT-!" she crossed her arms, looking away, a slight blush visible on her visor- "besides- don't you LIKE teasing and scaring me-

V rolls her eyes- also crossing her arms "uh- yeeeah. I like playing with my FOOD- not-!…..not you….." both of them pause momentarily at this small confession- "…. you're… more than that… I guess…" Uzi softly peaks at V as the other turns away blushing severely.

V suddenly shook her head "UGH never mind-!! this was stupid anyway-! ill just go find real food-"

"H-Hey wAIT!" before she knew what she was doing, Uzi had jumped and grabbed Vs arm as the taller drone stood up- so now they are both standing and staring at one another and Uzis hold on Vs arm with lots of blushing lines. Uzi looks away slightly "I uh…. we can try again if... if you want?…"

V's optics hallowed and she felt heat rising in her core- the fuck are these feelings ugh- no wonder Uzi hates that she's been programmed with them- "o-okay fine- since you insist- lets just get this over with then-"

Uzi lines their bodies so that they'd be standing and pressing against each other slightly and they both tried leaning in again slowly with closed eyes-

-when suddenly Uzi yelps as she is hoisted up on Vs arms "V! what the hell-!?"

V smirks up at her "sorry shorty, if I wanna get that oil I need gravity to slide it down your throat into mine-" she licks her fangs momentarily as her 5 real eyes pulsed slightly brighter with sparks which made Uzi blush even more- feeling slightly turned on at the display- she felt like V was gonna eat her alive and somehow she was fine with that-..............shOO BE GONE THOUGHTS-

Uzi shook her head "F- fine! ugh bite me-"

"be careful what you wish for~"

Uzi grumbles as V smirks wildly at her but instead of retorting with a snarky answer she lightly holds Vs cheeks and leans in again, her eyes fluttering closed as Vs smirk fades into a nervous frown and she swallows nervously as her hold tightens a little on the other drones back-

it starts with a peck and then they press their lips against each other more firmly, tilting their heads ever so slightly- and both of their frowns disappeared softly as they got more comfortable. Uzi's hands and fingers move from V's face and neck to threading and curling around in her hair and V purrs lightly at the small tugs.

slowly V pries open Uzis mouth a bit more with her tongue as she laps at the oil shared with her from against Uzis tongue and lips, making some run away drops slide past their mouths towards their chins.

V was surprised at how much more calming and energizing this felt; not particularly her style of work but…. she thinks that she could definitely get used to this… maybe... but then Uzi momentarily makes a small surprised sound that made V grip on her a little tighter subconsciously. Uzi presses slightly back against V's tongue with her own and her soft mewls fueled V in other ways-

Fuck her noises were almost as tasty as her oil, V thought momentarily before she caught herself-

They both part with a small gasp, swallowing whatever was left in their mouths and V had a few seconds to admire Uzi's light headed state from losing her oil before she blinked, slightly shaking herself out of it, blushing-

she put Uzi down a bit faster than intended but made sure she doesn't fall over- looking away and blushing, with Uzi doing the same- panting a little to get some chill air to her rapidly heating circuitry.

V thinks of what to say really cuz that was... certainly an experience she had.... "Uh yeah soo- thanks or whatever- that was.. definitely pretty boring to be honest, I can see why you'd like to do it all day with doodle boy over there-" she crosses her arms again looking away as she coughs lightly in her fist- blush lines being repressed but still visible-

Uzi blushes at the comment of her and N exchanging Oil- though she was hoping V didn't notice when they had parted Uzi was zoomed in on V's fangs and almost wanted her to ACTUALLY bite her like dear robo christ on a jet fueled scooter-

she ends up looking away too at V's words, blush painfully obvious "you're WELCOME for not letting you starve or whatever-! not like i care or anything hmph-"

they both stay like that looking away for a while… when Uzi notices V's tail wagging slightly behind her... oh.

"….b-but if you wanted any more… well uhh- you know where to find me I guess... ykNOW-! CUZ- it'd be a drag if we had to constantly deal with you over heating and stuff- y-yeah- that-!" she explains with a slight panic and waving her hands around

V looked at her with hollowed eyes and blushes as her tail twisted around her leg to keep it from wagging more- "um.. y-yeah totally sure- whatever- doubt ill NEED it tho- she slightly looks away, her finger playing with a strand of her own hair-

suddenly there was a sound of a loud clang and they both look at N jumping in the pod giddily with a loud "im baaack-!"

they both turn towards him looking gobsmacked with blushes and N had a moment of pausing and looking at Vs slightly ruffled hair and the two of them wiping the oil dripping from their mouth and chins-

N's expression turned into a deadpan one- "I leave for like…. 5 MINUTES… and you guys are making out without me??? >:( "

[neteyamsyawntu]

Kinktober 21

T h r o a t C o m m S e x

Neteyam x Na'vi!Reader

✨Friendly Disclaimer: The content of this story contains aged-up characters! If this is something that makes you uncomfortable, please feel free to click or scroll away. The last thing I want is for anyone to read something they are uncomfortable with, however if you decide to interact with any negativity, you will be blocked from my blog as a result.

Warnings: 🔞MINORS DNI🔞, vulgar language, masturbation, dirty talk.

“How long is this trip going to be again?” You ask with a concerned expression washed over your features, watching as Neteyam settled his supplies on the back of his ikran. Neteyam had been tasked with taking the clan’s new hunters on their first hunting expedition, located a bit ways north of hometree. He looked over at you as he finished fastening the straps to hold everything down, giving you a sympathetic smile, “Only three days, my love. I promise I’ll be back before you know it.”. 

You anxiously fiddled with your fingers in front of you, picking at a few small calluses as you watched him test all of knots to make sure they were well secured. While you typically didn’t have a problem with spending a couple days apart from him, you noticed that your heat cycle was late this month, only meaning one of two things; You were pregnant or when it did finally come, it would hit with a furious passion. Despite you sharing these concerns with Neteyam the night prior, he seemed unbothered by the idea that you could possibly be caring his child, rather he was as open and as excited about the prospect as you would’ve expected. 

“But what if I go into heat while you are gone?” You urge with a quivering lip. The prospect of being without him to ease your heat for the first time in months was not something you were at all looking forward to. Stepping back from his ikran, Neteyam moved toward you, wrapping an arm around your middle and lifting a curled finger under your chin, looking into your eyes affectionately, “Then I will be back with just the press of a button.” He says, lowering his finger from your chin to the comms choker around your neck, “You remember how to use this right?”, You nod, skimming your own fingers over the ear piece in your right ear, the worry in your expression lessening at the small comfort that he would drop everything to be at your side. “Good… and if it doesn’t come to that and your heat doesn’t arrive this month…” Neteyam pauses, shifting back to rest his large palm against your flat belly, “then I will be eagerly waiting to come home to you and our little one. Everything will be alright, yawne.” He hums, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

It had only been a day since Neteyam had departed on his trip, when the symptoms of your heat had started amidst wrapping up your chores for the night. It started with a simple change of your nerves, mimicking a sort of cold sweat. Then the drying of your throat. Immediately you knew that it had begun, just as the slow creeping of an irritated sensation began to fester in your womb. A longing, an uneasy ache that made your knees weak. You stumble back, thankfully hitting the wall of your marui, allowing yourself to slide down it, sitting with your knees perched up in front of you. You reach a trembling hand to the comms piece around your neck, clenching your thighs together for a bit of friction while quickly pressing the button, “My Teyam, are you there?” Your voice comes out shakier than you had anticipated as you speak.

“Y/N? It’s late, you’re still awake? What’s wrong, is everything ok?” Neteyam’s voice comes out calmly through your ear piece although you can detect a hint of concern in his tone. You groan as the phantom gnawing at your core strengthens, hesitant to press the button to respond for a moment, “Y/N?”, “-It’s here Tey… my heat.. fuck.” You curse in discomfort, arching your back slightly as you squeeze your thighs tighter together. On the other end Neteyam was moving away from where his group had set up camp to a secluded spot, where he was semi certain no one would hear him. 

“H-How bad is it?” Neteyam stutters trying to get his mind together, pinching his brow between his thumb and forefinger. A meek whine comes through on his earpiece and Neteyam mentally curses to himself for leaving you. “How long will it take for you to come home?” You whimper out, your breath hitches in his ear as you push your loincloth to the side and slip a finger along your folds. “Longer than you’d probably like, yawne… I’m sorry, but I promise you I am on my way.” You hear him say, a bit of shuffling coming through your earpiece as you note his hasty movements. You assumed that would be the end of your conversation, as minutes went by and you heard nothing more coming through from his end.

Your shaky digits pressed onto your clit, squishing and moving it in different directions to distract your body from its insufferable demanding, hoping it would provide at least some relief. “Yawne, are you there?” You hear Neteyam’s voice break through the quiet, immediately your free hand flies to the comms piece, eagerly pressing the button, “I hear you! Mmn Teyam please hurry.” You whine, squirming against your own fingers as you dip them into your core, letting out a strained moan into the comms mic. There’s a short silence until Neteyam’s voice reappears in your ear, “Yawne, are you touching yourself?” He asks simply. You found the question odd, but glossed over it answering with a simple and broken, “M-mhm.” 

Having already taken off on the back of his ikran toward homtree, Neteyam had left Tarsem in charge of the group, being the only other “supervisor” so to speak. As your moan came through his earpiece Neteyam could feel his cock twitch to life beneath his loincloth, groaning to himself as he tried to keep his mind focused on the flight… until a particular idea came to mind, bringing his hand up to hold down the mic button, “Does it feel good? Do your fingers feel satisfying enough?” He breathes the question. 

Confused, you pinch your brows together at his words, choking back a sob as you press the comms to answer, “N-no… it still aches, I can’t take it Nete…” you whimper pathetically, hardly any motivation to continue fingering yourself.

Neteyam clears his throat before he responds taking in a breath to mentally prepare himself for what his intrusive thoughts were about to get himself into, “You wish those feeble little fingers were my cock don’t you?”. You gasp at his blunt words, feeling your stomach flutter at the prospect. Of course what he was saying was true. There was nothing more that you wanted than to be stuffed full of him, “Y-yes…” you mutter softly. 

“Tell me yawne…”. His instructions were simple enough, yet you still found yourself getting shy and flustered. “I.. I want your cock… I want it so badly.” You huff, slowly moving your two fingers in and out of your cunt. “You sound so desperate, yawne. How would you want me to fuck you? Would you want me to glide it in slowly or take you like the cute little slut you are?” Neteyam hums through the earpiece, his voice lowering in octave, mimicking the way he would whisper heatedly into your ear in person, while he fingered you slowly to tease you, which is just what you began to copy. 

The way in which his fingers would curl just as they reach the second knuckle always had your body unraveling at the seams for him. Again you let another moan slip and Neteyam physically shudders at the noise, “Such a needy little thing aren’t you? Eywa I can’t wait to feel you.” He groans, shifting a hand to gently palm himself through his loincloth. It’s at that moment you can tell what just your voice alone is doing to him and in return you press the button on your choker, purposely moaning into the comms piece as you curl your fingers again. 

“Do me a favor yawne… I want you to finger yourself faster… Can you do that?” Neteyam’s voice comes out gravely, his own movements becoming harder, rubbing himself in tempo with your voice as you do exactly what he says, being sure to press the comms button to moan extra loud for him. “Faster…” he growls, your back arches as you squirm on the floor of your marui as you thrust your fingers in and out of your needy cunt. “Faster yawne…” he orders again, his voice wavering as he tries his hardest to multitask between keeping his mind focused enough to fly safely and letting your sweet voice serenade him. Your moans feel like they are lifting him to a higher existence, the wet sloshing of your fingers rapidly thrusting into your cunt, making their way to the comm’s mic, “Fuck you sound so wet, Eywa what I wouldn’t give to feel you soak my cock.”. 

Your hand never flew quicker to your neck piece, your exasperated breaths muffling into the mic, “Then hurry up and get here! I need to feel you fill me, great mother-please!”, Your pleas echo in his ear, leaving Neteyam to have to physically swallow a lump in his throat to try and hold his own resolve, trying to gather all of his composure as his ikran lands with a heavy thud. The silence on the other end of the comms piece is agonizing, your voice desperately repeating his name, when the flap of your marui of aggressively pushed open, to reveal your mate, his forehead beading in a heavy sweat and his cock just about ready to break out of the restraints of his tewng. Cautiously as if you were an injured animal, Neteyam makes his way over to you,slowly undoing his loincloth and allowing it to drop to the floor, not even bothering to remove his leg or arm guards as he drops to his knees in front of your pathetic form.

“Eywa… you’re trembling, my mate. It’s alright I’m here now… spread yourself nice and wide for me. I shall make the pain go away.”

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[sanjisblackasswife]

𝕃𝕦𝕗𝕗𝕪 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕒 𝔽𝕝𝕖𝕤𝕙𝕝𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥

😄imma draw this scenario

Black Fem Reader in Mind

CW: Use of Fleshlight(google it), Luffy is a pervert because thats my favorite kinda Luffy, Reader is guiding him and watching🤸🏽‍♀️

“L-like this?!”

“Mmhm..”

You smile seeing his hands grip your sheets, you could see his left leg moving up and down, toes curled feeling the lubed up toy suck him in.

“Feels good huh?”

“Heh…” Luffy breathed out, barely taking a glance at you before looking back down at how you’re pumping his dick with the—-

“Wh—what’s uh—-ah! what’s this called again?”

“A fleshlight.” Your voice sounding almost teasing, hands wrapped around it moving it up and down so slowly just to hear the wet sloppy noises its already causing from Luffy’s precum mixing in. “This is what you can use when i am not here…”

Your captain wanted to rebuttal, but you moved faster, causing his back to arch a little off the headboard.

“C-can you get naked too?” His cheeks lightly dusted in pink, seeing as he was completely naked on your bed as requested and you were still fully clothed, you peer up at him, “Please?”

You nod, taking his hand your make him hold on to the toy, guiding him to move his hand in the same pace as you, he was already making a mess, cum and lube falling down his shaft to his balls you snicker a little, “Cumming already?”

“Na-uh! I’m—AH!”

He started to buck into it, the way the artificial pussy was already starting to mold into the shape of his dick you got up to strip, still watching him.

“Lu..” You crawl to him, putting your fingers to his panting mouth, “Suck.”

He did as told sucking on your digits and weakly licking on them as well, with a pop sound you sit back in front of him, using the spit he left as lubricant on your clit, his eyes widened staring.

“Y-Y/N!”

“What? You wanted me naked..here I am….” Your voice purred, watching him fuck into the fleshlight with one hand you match his thrusting pace, drawing circles you started to moan his name.

This was all too much, Luffy wasn’t sure if he wanted to cum in you or the damn fake pussy he was fucking, his breathing was heavy. Sure, you obviously felt way better when fucking but seeing you play with yourself as he was too made his mind all fuzzy.

“O-oh!” He whimpered, he was so close, “C-cum! Cumming!”

His hand and the toy was a blur, the sloshing sounds got louder and his moans got more broken, you picked up the rhythm feeling yourself get close as well.

He was so cute.

His dick still inside but he was panting, his hair stuck to his forehead, from sweat on his face and chest, so exhausted from using that thing his hand even felt hot, you calm down from your high too moving to take off the fleshlight from him, seeing him turn limp, still oozing cum you giggle, but it was short lived when Luffy came to kiss you, almost eating you; whole you tasted amazing to him right now.

He whined and whimpers in your mouth, tongue playing with yours, the kiss gets sloppy so fast, you even felt him grab his cock to rub against your slit, you pull back to moan out his name and see what he was doing back there, he smiles at you and says;

“Can we do that again…or…y’know…I do to you what I did to that lightflesh?”

“Flesh light!”

“Same thing!” Luffy giggled, holding you close against his chest.

He was unbelievable.

[yunjinkisses]

hi; this idea has been dangerously too long in my head and your writing is just making it more wild; how about as a request; punishment on hanni where she has to kneel infront of a mirror and touch herself while reader at the the back watching with a smirk and finally giving in to overstimulate hanni 😳 gosh this idea is driving me wild

HANNIS PUNISHMENT

sub hanni x f dom reader

what’s ahead: being watched while masturbating,overstimulation,pet names

enjoy!

hanni had been joke flirting with her friend danielle , and y/n was getting jealous , she had an idea for when they got back to their shared dorm

hanni and y/n had gotten to their dorm

“hanni can you do me a huge favor”

“sure babes what’s up?”

y/n got a full body mirror and placed it in front of hanni

“get on your knees for me”

“wh-wha-“

“i said , get on your knees and kneel down for me , please baby?”

she smiled at hanni

“u-uhm o-okay”

hanni smiled nervously and got on her knees

“now can you undress yourself for me?”

“u-uhm y/n what is this for?”

“it’s your punishment,for flirting with danielle,now undress. please?”

hanni obliged and undressed for her , and went back on her knees

“now i want you to watch yourself masturbate in this mirror while i watch you,until i decide it’s enough.”

“b-but i wasn’t even really flirting with danielle , i-i shouldn’t-“

“but you know danielle likes you baby,you shouldn’t have been flirting with her in the first place,now please do as i say darling”

hanni looked at herself and blushed and started to rub her now wet cunt , this idea did turn her on , she wasn’t gonna lie,she slowly inserted two fingers inside her while looking at herself , making her moan

“good job baby,your doing so good for me,keep your eyes on yourself baby,don’t look away”

hanni just blushing and slowly moving inside herself , getting faster and faster as she went , making her a moaning and whining mess,never taking her eyes off herself

“f-fuck..y/n..f-feels so ..good”

“awh is my baby thinking of me while touching herself? what are you thinking about darling?”

“t-thinking about y-you f-fuck! fingering m-me while d-degrading m-mhm!~ m-me!~”

“naughty girl!,don’t worry you’ll get that soon , just keep going darling~”

hanni sped up her pace,and went harder inside herself ,making her moan y/ns name more and louder

“fuck! y/n! s-so c-close!~”

she kept her eyes on herself the entire time like asked

“come on baby , cum for me baby,i think you’ve done so well for me”

hanni hit her high,cumming all over her own fingers , eyes rolling back

y/n smirked as hanni was catching her breath,y/n carried hanni into the bed , putting hanni on her lap , and inserting her fingers inside hanni

“fuck!~ y/n..t-too m-much!~”

“take it like a good girl,you’ve been such a naughty slut today,you have to be taught a lesson,now who do you belong to?”

“ngh!~ fuck! y-you!~ on-only you!~”

“that’s right,not anyone,especially not danielle.”

y/n started to go harder and faster inside hanni making her moan , whine and squirm

“f-fuck! y/n..so g-good..i’m all y-yours!~”

“that’s right baby~”

hanni was getting close to her high again

“g-gonna c-cum!”

“cum for me baby,cum like the slut you are,cum all over my fingers”

hanni hit her high again,screaming and moaning y/ns name , for sure the other newjeans members were able to hear this time , hanni able to catch her breath,y/n kissing her cheek

“you did so good,i hope that wasn’t too much,just had to teach you a lesson my love”

“wasn’t too much,that was the best lesson ever”

[welikeimagines-andfandoms]

F The Police- Spencer Reid x Alternative!Reader

Summary: Reader takes ‘f the police’ a little literally

Word count: 1, 162

A/N: Has tones of being anti-cops so if that’s not your thing please don’t read

Even though you despised the police and especially the FBI, you couldn’t deny how cute the agent in front of you was. He tried to be professional while asking about your missing coworker but you couldn’t help but make him blush.

“So is that all the questions you got, doc?” You asked him, standing in the empty car park of the bar together, your hand not very subtly reach over his cardigan.

“U-uh ahem, ye-yeh for now.” He asked trying to maintain his composure.

“Well if it’s alright with you, I’d like to ask you some questions.” You smirked up at him, slightly backing him against the wall.

“O-okay.” He stuttered out nervously as your hand skimmed his chest.

“If you promise to not bring the badge and gun would you come back to see me on Saturday? We had a band fall through so I’m gonna play some songs.” You stare up at him, batting your lashes at the handsome agent. “Although that’s not the only way you can hear me scream.” You whisper in his ear, lightly kissing his cheek.

You know you shouldn’t be so forward with an officer who’s interviewing you about a disappearance, but the way he blushed, and the slight moan you hear as your breath fans along his neck, you just couldn’t help it.

“Wh-what time?” He slightly moaned out as you lay sweet kisses on his neck, his hands now lightly on your hips.

“Be here around 9.” You almost order as you step away from him. “Got any requests let me know.” You shout over your shoulder with a laugh as you walk back into the bar.

*******

Spencer shouldn’t have done that, he really shouldn’t have. He should have stopped you and certainly shouldn’t have pretty much said he’d see you play, but he couldn’t help it.

You weren’t really the type of girl Spencer would usually get all flustered for, but he couldn’t deny how beautiful you were and he couldn’t help but be commanded by you.

*******

“So you did ended up making it, Doc.” You smirk up at Spencer as you both stand at the bar, the bartender handing you a glass of water.

Spencer barely registered what you’d said, too busy staring at your smudged makeup and sweaty body, especially your chest.

“Ye-yeh!” He nervously shouted back.

“Not really your scene is it, baby? Maybe we should go somewhere a little quieter.” You spoke loudly in his ear over the music.

“Ye-aaahh mhmm.” Spencer began to answer before your bites and kisses on his neck made his body tingle and his words slip.

“Come on, Doc.” You encourage as you take his hand, pushing him through the bar and to the toilets.

Luckily for you they were surprisingly empty.

Before Spencer had a moment to worry or spout off facts about hygiene and bacteria, you had him shoved against the toilet door, quickly overpowering his mouth. Reaching your hand down, you began to unzip his trousers, already feeling how hard and desperate he was.

“W-we shouldn’t be doing thiiiiss.” Spencer whined out, your hand now palming him over his underwear.

“Here or in general? If you want to stop now we can and I won’t judge you, but if you want to fuck in one of those stalls where no one can see us then we can.” You explain gently against his ear, sweetly nipping at his neck as you begin to palm him faster.

Spencer weighed up his options. He didn’t feel pressured by you and he did really want you, but he also knew all the laws about doing such things in public and all the facts about how unhygienic these toilets probably are. Soon his rational mind begin to quiet as he simply craved you.

“Please, please let me fuck you.” Spencer suddenly blurted out, your teasing becoming too much.

“You’re so dirty, Doc.” You tease him as you roughly pull at his hair, pushing his lips against yours in a bruising kiss.

Not bothering to break from the kiss, you backed up until you both fell into the toilet stall. Manoeuvring each other around, you pushed your own back against the wall of the stall, Spencer crashing into you hard and fast.

Making quick work of Spencer’s pants and underwear, you pulled them both down, revealing his leaking and bouncing cock.

“All this for me?” You tease him, smirking as you begin to jerk him off.

“Yes.” He answers breathlessly, his head thrown back in ecstasy.

Letting go of his cock, Spencer’s eyes shoot to yours, pleading you not to stop. Before he can protest too much though, he sees you’re stepping out of your panties. Cheekily smiling up at him, you put them into his jacket pocket.

“Hold onto those for me, baby.” You smile at him as you pull a condom out of your bra.

Opening the packet, you jerk Spencer’s cock a few times before putting it on him. Once it’s slid on, you raise your leg to sit over his hip, opening yourself up to him.

Surprising both of you, Spencer grabs both of your thighs as he holds you up against the wall and pushes deep inside you.

“Oh fuck!” You shout as Spencer quickly fills you up with his cock.

Spencer is quick to setting a brutal pace and you’re quick to grab at his hair and begin biting his neck.

“Fuck, baby! You really are a dirty boy!” You shout as he fucks you hard against the door.

Your nails begin to dig into his scalp, pulling his hair back to expose his neck. Licking, sucking and biting at him, you make sure not an inch of his neck and chest is left without a mark or saliva.

The room is filled with both of your moans and grunts, grabbing at each in, desperate and animalistic need driving both of you.

Feeling Spencer was close, you keep one hand in his hair as the other makes its way down to your clit, rubbing it so you can both meet your ends together.

“You close, Doc? You gonna cum for me? Come on baby! I’m so close.” You moan out as you throw your head back against the wall, the pressure becoming too much.

Spencer seeing an opportunity for a little pay back, leans down to your exposed neck and begins sucking his own bruises.

“Aaah-ah! Fuck I’m gonna cum!” He shouts as he thrusts a few more times into you, both of your releases coming at the same time with loud shouts and moans.

Rocking into you a few more times, he places you back onto the bathroom floor. Both of you wobble slightly as your hazed-filled minds come back down.

Spencer truly was a sight right now, all roughed up and sweaty.

“Maybe you should come to more of my shows.” You joke as you stare at the sweaty, bruised and roughed up agent before you.

[abbysbitch]

mean!dom abby

moans so loud

a/n: thank u anon, again sorry for how long this took me to get out. when i see mean i go crazy. also this is all lowercase (i'm putting this bc ik ppl get mad sometimes) hope u enjoy :)

wc: 1.6k (god im sorry lmfao)

cw: brat tamer abby, name calling (whore, stupid slut, brat, princess, pretty girl), pussy slapping, face slapping, cunnilingus, use of strap on, use of mommy kink, tiniest bit of a breeding kink.

you had been out all night with abby and happened to get a little tipsy. oblivious to you the alcohol made you extremely flirtatious towards everyone, and she wasn't having one bit of it.

abby had found you dancing a little too close to manny for her liking- and knowing him she wanted you out. asap.

grabbing you in by your waist from behind, she spins you around, way too fast for how much you had drank, leaving you all ditzy and disoriented.

"o-oh, hey abby," you hiccup between slurred words. "whatcha doin'?" you look up at her with pupils the size of the moon and she almost felt bad. Almost.

"how much have you had to drink babe?" she asks, looking at your red solo cup that has the smallest amount of liquor left in it. 'uhh-um, not toooo much," you reply, lids droopy and mouth wet from the drink you just sipped.

"oh yeah? not too much but you're rubbing all up on manny like you aren't mine?" she whispers in your ear, making you all dizzy- anticipating what was next as your clenched your thighs close.

shaking her head, abby takes the solo cup out of your hand and dumps it out onto the floor. "what th- what the fuck abby? i wasn't done with that!" and with a grab way too firm to be lovingly, she holds your wrist and drags you towards the doors of the small building.

"we're leaving," and before you could say anything she continues,

"and keep your little mouth shut from here on out. wouldn't want any more punishment than you're already getting, would you pretty girl?"

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the walk back to her house was silent and you were fiening with anticipation. you loved it when abby got like this, all possessive and mean, but especially now when your want was fueled by the alcohol in your system- legs wobbling and heat all throughout your body. not to mention how god awfully wet you were the entire way back.

her hold on you was still tight, probably bruising by now, making your skin all sensitive to the touch. reaching her house, she quickly opens the door and escorts you inside.

"bedroom, now. want you all ready for me, okay?" she goes, and with a nod you turn down the hall into her bedroom. sitting on the floor you undress, everything off except for your panties and bra. When she would get in these moods she'd always want you in the same position, on your knees in front of the bed. waiting for her made you whine silently in need, rubbing your thighs against one another, trying to calm the fire that's slowly growing inside you.

abby walks into the bedroom, seeing you in your place she hums in contentment, and takes her own right in front of you. "think my girls been a little bad today, what would you say, hm?" she says in a falsely comforting tone. "'m sorry abby, let me make it up to you." you say, pouting.

"you'll make it up to me, huh." she replies with a condescending tone as she grips your face, hand taking purchase on your chin, tilting you upwards slightly. "i don't think you're really sorry, though." she mocks. "open your mouth baby," she goes and you obey, opening your mouth and sticking your tongue out. she bends over slightly, getting closer to you and spits, a long glob of saliva going straight into your mouth. she takes your chin again and closes your mouth for you, watching as you swallow.

"if only you were this good and obedient all the time," she starts, leaning down even more to get closer to your lips, barely brushing against them, making you lean closer to try and capture them in yours, but she pulls back immediately. "but you have to go out and be a dumb little whore when i'm not around, don't you?" and you drop your head in embarrassment.

"abby, i said 'm sorry, i didn't mean to" you respond, but she quickly grabs your hair, yanking it to make you hold her gaze.

"i never asked for a response, did i?" she sternly demands, leaving you to shake your head towards her.

"what's the safeword?" she says and you quietly go,

"red."

"good girl."

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now, abby has you pinned underneath her, arms caging you in so all you can see is her and her fake cock absolutely drilling into you, the room filled with the sounds of your combined panting and the slick sounds your cunts making as she fucks into you at an unfathomably fast pace.

"abby, fuck- 's too much," you whine as your grab onto her biceps, digging crescent moons into the skin. "awh, i thought you wanted more?" she imitates, making a point to brush up against your clit with every thrust causing you to let out a strangled moan.

"since you've been such a brat tonight, don't you think you deserve it?" she goes on, and when you whine instead of responding with words she harshly grabs your face and says "answer me." but when you take too long to answer she slaps you, not too hard but enough to bring you back and say, "'m sorry abby, yes i deserve it- shiiiit." and you continue to blabble incoherent sentences as she keeps her assault on your guts.

"suckin' me so deep," she presses on your lower stomach, "can feel you up here huh? does it feel good baby?" and you can. feel her so far inside you it doesn't feel real. "gonna fuckin' fill you up, swear to god," she goes and you moan even louder at the thought of her filling you up- you know she can't but god do you wish she can in this moment.

"more abby- more-" you start but before you can say more you're cut off by her stopping completely, sliding out of you in one go with a groan. "you're so fuckin' greedy baby, if you want it so bad, beg." she spits, cupping your leaking pussy and god- she might break at the sight.

"please mommy, i need it sooo bad, god please fuck me," you sniffle, and at the name you called her she slaps your cunt, causing you to yelp before she dips down and kisses your clit sweetly. "good job, that wasn't so hard now was it princess?" and she comes back up to nip at your jaw and neck, and finally kisses you as she slides back in with no resistance, moaning with you at the feeling of your cunt swallowing her dick, entirely.

your lips practically eating eachother whole, the scene could fit right into a porno, god it was so erotic. tongues fighting for dominance against one another, and teeth clashing in a mess of saliva that was dripping down from your chin and to your neck.

she picks up her pace after a couple thrusts and you're already so dumb off her cock- even though you had just had it mere seconds before. "fu-fuck mommy, feels s'good" you whine nonsensically, feeling your core tighten with each thrust of her hips and brush of her strap against your clit.

"yeah, it feels good huh baby?" and when you don't respond she continues, "you're such a stupid slut all on my cock aren't you? taking me so fucking good, my stupid- stupid fucking slut." she punctuates the nickname with thrusts that hit sooo deep you see stars.

she lifts up your hips with one arm and takes a pillow from the bed- putting it underneath you to hit a deeper spot. you whine between thrusts at the new position and say "want you to fill me up, mommy- need it bad." and she stills for a second at the confession, and fucks into you even harder.

"yeah? want mommy to fill you up with her cum?" she grunts and all you can respond with are whimpers and sobs of her name, mommy and strings of curses.

with the way the strap was secured to her body, she was getting just the right amount of friction from fucking you that she was close too. moans and grunts spilled from her mouth along with praises to you as she fucked into you harder- and somehow deeper. her want took over and she was pounding you- no, she was rearranging your guts.

your cunt spasming against her dick as your high comes closer, oh ever so closer, you being unaware but abby- oh she knows. she can feel every clench of your pussy against her, every drag against your walls and every spill of your juices all on her. "gonna cum for me?" she goes and with your nod she's already dropping down to your ear, nipping the skin and whispering "yeah, cum with me, cum all over mommys fucking cock."

It hits you like a train, stars appearing in your vision- if you could even see at this point, cunt simultaneously pulsing with your clit around abby, mouth wide open but no sounds coming out and arching your back so hard it could snap in half. abby slows her hips, as she reaches her high at the same time, letting you both ride out as much of your orgasms as you can, and when you finally come back to she slowly slides out of you with a curse from her mouth and a whimper from yours.

"think you learned your lesson, baby?" she says as she takes off the harness and lies down next to you, grabbing your naked form and holding it against her while rubbing circles on your hips.

"yeah, i think so." you slur, still in the aftershock of your orgasm, being barely able to form words.

"lets go get cleaned up, okay?" she says sweetly as she kisses your forehead, nose and then lips, and you just respond with an "okay".

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[x-reader-theater]

Frozen Waste

summary: Taking refuge in a cabin safehouse in the middle of a snowstorm is cold.

pairing: Simon "Ghost" Riley x Male!Reader

category: Gen

word count: 2012

warnings: There are brief mentions of the reader having a more masculine body, but there are no pronouns used. However I made it male reader so those who want gender neutral readers wouldn't feel betrayed.

a/n: i stole this from a bunch of SoapGhost fics.

"God fucking fuck fuck FUCK!" You should over the roaring of the snowstorm around you. Your arms are wrapped tightly around you in the absolutely freezing weather. 

"Keep it together, Sargeant!" Ghost commands over the chugging of the wind. "We're almost at the safehouse. I can't have you losing it in me now!" 

You shake your head at him and sigh. "Of course not, sir!" You shout back. "How could I go insane with you right here!" 

You can't see it behind the reflective ski goggles he's wearing, but you know Ghost is just rolling his eyes at your terrible attempts to flirt. It's the only way you won't go crazy, though. Some little sense of normalcy in this fucked situation. 

"Like I said, only a little longer to the safehouse! Then I might be able to put some distance between us!" Ghost shoots back quickly, without missing a beat. 

Now it's your turn to roll your eyes as you say, "You'll freeze to death without me to help warm you up!" 

"No innuendoes in the field, [L/N]!" Ghost barks. 

You scoff even though it gets lost in the wind. "Not an innuendo Lieutenant!" you shout back. "Just stating a fact! It's fuckin' cold as balls out here!" 

Ghost doesn't say anything else as the two of you trek your way through the snow covered landscape. 

Eventually, you see the almost completely snowed-in cabin that is the safe house, and you find yourself picking up your footsteps and walking just a little bit faster at the promise of warmth. Ghost seems to keep pace with you and walks quickly up to the cabin. You have to dig out the door a bit but you thank whatever higher power is out there, if there is even one, that the door opens inward. You and Ghost use your full body weights to push the door closed behind you, trying to get as much snow that fell in, back out. 

When the door clicks shut with a finality that would normally worry you, you sag against the door in relief. 

Ghost instantly goes to the small fireplace in the one room cabin, the only other doors being to the extremely tiny bathroom and a backdoor to the cabin. He kneels before the fireplace and throws in a couple of the already stocked fire logs by the fire and gets out his tinderbox while you rush over to the bed to start pulling off as many layers of wet clothing that you have. Your boots, socks, and pants are all taken off, as well as your heavy, waterproof coat, leaving you in your vest and sweatshirt, as well as your thermal layer that covers from your neck to your ankles. 

"Wh-wh-why di-i-i-id Pri-i-ice ins-s-s-sis-s-s-sted on-n-n no wo-o-ol?" You shiver out as you drag your wet and damp layers to the now growing fire and lay them out on the hearth in front of the mesh fire screen. 

Ghost just looks at you, and while you can’t tell what he’s thinking, you can see his muscles trembling in shivers. 

You strip down to your underwear, as even your long johns have been soaked through. You sigh as you finally peel off the last layer, stretching out, but pulling your limbs back into your body as the cold air causes you to shiver once more. You walk over to Ghost with your wet clothes and spread them out by already warm fireplace while Ghost goes and checks around the place. You sigh as you feel some feeling return to your fingers and warmth return to your bones. You glance over to Ghost, who’s looking around the safehouse, making sure it’s not compromised. You can see he’s still shivering. 

You scoff as you stand, saying, “Take off your clothes.”

He freezes and turns his head to look at you, but doesn’t move other than that. “What?” 

“You’re shaking,” you say, gesturing to him. He stops shaking as soon as you point it out. “You’re freezing. If you stay in those wet clothes any longer you’re going to get frostbite.”

You cross your arms and tap your foot, trying to convey a look that brokers no argument. It seems to work, that or Ghost actually knows you’re ultimately right, and he makes his way over to the fireplace. You smile at him and shake out your limbs, before moving towards where the attached bedroom is. There’s only one bed, however there’s no fireplace in there, so it’s pretty useless right now. You go and grab a few blankets from the bed, the extra fluffy comforter and the quilt that’s currently on the bed. For a rarely used safehouse it’s remarkably clean. 

You walk back out of the bedroom and almost drop the blankets you’re carrying. 

Standing in the glowing light of the firelight is Ghost, with almost all his skin on glorious display. He’s pale, which makes sense for a man who spends 90% of his time covered up. What surprises you however is just how many scars litter his skin, and the entire tattoo sleeve that spans his right arm and up to his shoulder. He has a healthy layer of fat over what has to be incredibly strong, corded muscle. He’s not small, you never thought he was, but seeing just how much of Ghost is muscle, how little he actually wears as padding to make himself bigger shocks you. 

You clear your throat and get a better grip on the blankets as Ghost looks up. He still has his balaclava on his head, but other than the very tight boxer briefs he’s wearing, the rest is all laid to bare. You hold out a blanket, your cheeks feeling warm, and you hope Ghost attributes it to the warmth from the fire, but you’re not holding your breath. Ghost doesn't miss anything. 

However, he doesn’t make any indication that he knows as he slowly reaches out and grabs the quilt. You plop yourself in front of the fireplace, wrapping the fleece covered comforter around your shoulders, but you’re still shivering after being away from the fireplace for so long. Ghost joins you, sitting next to you at a respectable distance, but it’s as if Ghost is stealing away all the heat from the fire and leaving none for you. 

Your teeth chatter and you feel yourself shaking. Ghost sighs next to you and opens up his arm. 

“Here,” he says, his voice low and gravely. You look over and see he has his arm out. You look at him shocked, but all he says is, “Bare skin contact can help you heat up faster.”

You nod slowly and push the comforter from around your shoulders. Ghost grabs it and slings it over his back and you crawl over and into his arms. Immediately you feel your chest warm as your back leans against his chest. His arms encircle your waist, and you sigh as you finally feel like you’re warming up. 

You look up at the underside of Ghost’s chin, still covered by the mask. You stare up at Ghost, trying to discern anything from what is showing, but Ghost’s mask is not just the one that covers his face. 

“Eyes forward, Sergeant,” Ghost orders. 

You feel yourself jolt and your cheeks heat up even more, that familiar tingle of embarrassment prickling underneath your skin. “Sorry Sir,” you mutter, twisting your head so you’re facing forward once more, watching the fire crackle in the hearth. You feel your cheeks heat up even more before you say, trying to stop it but failing, “You’re really hot.” 

You stiffen in Ghost’s arms, and you almost think he gets warmer, but you can’ be sure, being surrounded by all the heat. 

“Is it too warm for you?” Ghost says hesitantly after a moment, going to take his arms away from your body, but you grab them, pulling them back to your bare chest. 

“No, no, it’s fine,” you say, still feeling overly flushed. Ghost seems to relax again, as much as he can relax, and you feel yourself shifting slightly into his lap more. You can feel your eyelids and limbs getting heavy, the muscles finally relaxing after an entire day of walking and shooting and yelling and action. 

“Get some sleep, sergeant,” Ghost says. 

You smile sleepily and nod. “Alright. Yes Sir,” you say, your voice trailing off as the warmth seeps into you and you begin to fall asleep. 

When you wake up, it’s slow, and much colder than how you went to sleep. You blink slowly, gritty corners almost painful in the cold, dry air. You wrap the blankets that have been placed around you tighter across your bare back as you sit up from where you were laying on the floor. You look behind you and see it’s empty. The space Ghost occupied is empty now, and the fire on the other side of you has burned down to embers, a reflection of the blaze it once was only a few hours ago. 

As you sit up you start to hear quiet talking in the background as your ears begin to work again become less fuzzy, not filled with the proverbial cotton. You rub your eyes as you look over towards the single, small table in the open space, where you see Ghost, still wearing nothing but his mask and underwear, bent over a small radio in his hands, talking with someone. You watch him as he talks quietly, the sun that now glints through the open window turning his skin from a pale moon to a golden glow, his scars that litter his body almost blinding in the light. 

You watch him for the time it takes him to communicate back and forth a few more times before he sits back in the wooden chair. Your eyes trail up from his thick, muscular thighs and over his slightly protruding belly covered in a small patch of blonde hair that trails beneath the waistband of his underwear. Your eyes gracefully rove upwards towards his scarred chest, protruding collarbones, wide shoulders, over his stretched neck that’s half covered by his balaclava. 

He looks over at you and you feel your face heat up as you look away, clearing your throat. 

“Ah, ahem, who-who was that?” you ask, taking a deep breath and trying to school your expression as you look back at Ghost. Your breath catches in your throat as you see him leaning back, facing you, with his arms crossed over his broad chest. You breathe through your teeth, trying to keep your face cool. 

“That was Price. We need to suit up and meet them at  exfil,” Ghost explains, and you nod. 

You drop the blankets with a shiver and push yourself to standing, stretching out, joints popping and muscles tensing before you relax. You can feel Ghost’s eyes on you until you bend down to grab at your now mostly dry clothes. When you look back behind you, you can see Ghost stand up and walk around you in a way that means his eyes don’t have to be on you. 

You smile and shake your head as you collect the rest of your clothes, and start putting them on again, facing away from Ghost as the both of you suit up in your damp tactical gear, When you’ve both finished, you turn to look at Ghost, who has his rifle in his hands and is standing by the door. You collect your own and walk over to Ghost, and go to open the door to leave when he places a gentle hand on your shoulder to stop you. 

“We’re never talking about what happened here,” Ghost says. 

You nod but something sharp- heartbreak?- lances through you and your smile is strained. “Of course.” 

“Already Sergeant,” Ghost says, clapping you on the shoulder in a stilted, overly friendly manner. “Let’s move out.”

“Yes, Lieutenant,” you respond shortly, saluting before leaving the cabin, and the peace you found together, for the cold, uncaring snow-covered landscape. 

[once-upon-an-imagine]

Stand By Me - Eddie Munson & Steve Harrington

A/N: omg! thank you all for being interested in reading this! this is based on this post that I had at like 4:30 a.m. for some reason and I couldn’t stop thinking about it so, here it goes! I hope you like it xD also this is the first time I write a polyamorous relationship so I hope I did a good job

Warning: polyamorous!relationship (SteddiexReader); spoilers for Volume 2 (kinda); mentions of being high; mentions of reader not having a good home; reader has nightmares and PTSD, I think that’s it but as usual let me know if I missed anything :)

Disclaimer: I don’t own Stranger Things :) gif isn’t mine :D

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Stand By Me

When the night has come, and the land is dark And the moon is the only light we'll see No, I won't be afraid, oh, I won't be afraid Just as long as you stand, stand by me

”Dustin, go get Steve!”

Everything had died down. The fucking demo-bats had dropped to the floor. And Eddie was lying in your arms.

“I d-didn’t r-run away this time” he said weakly, looking up at you.

“Shut up! Stop talking!” you panicked. “You’re gonna be okay!”

“It’s t-too late, love” he said, weakly.

“No, it’s n-not! Y-you’re gonna be fine! I just n-need to-” you tried your best to stop your hands from shaking. “I c-can do it! I can f-fix it, I just- wh-where is this water coming from?” you said frustrated as Eddie’s tired hand reached out to your cheek to make you look at him.

“You’re crying, princess” he said in a soft tone. “It’s okay” he said as you placed your hand on top of his.

“N-no! Don’t leave us! Y-you can’t-” you said, terrified.

“I love you s-so much” he said. “Tell S-Steve I love him too, o-okay?”

“No! You’re gonna tell him yourself! He’s almost here! We can fix this! You’re not gonna die!”

“This was gonna be o-our year, princess” he smiled before his hand dropped and he closed his eyes.

“No! NO!” you shook him gently. “Eddie, wake up! PLEASE, EDDIE! WAKE UP!”

“What happened?!” you heard Steve running towards you with Dustin behind him. He widened his eyes when he saw the bloody body in your arms. “What did you do?”

“I d-didn’t do anything, I-”

“YES! You didn’t do anything!” Steve snapped, kneeling in front of you and ripping Eddie’s body from your arms. “You let him die?!”

“I t-tried, I tried to-”

“Tried to what?” Steve looked at you with nothing but hate in his eyes. “Why didn’t you call me?! This is YOUR fault!”

“Y-you were very far away a-and I didn’t know how to-” you tried to stop crying but you couldn’t. You were going to grab Eddie back but Steve pulled him away.

“No! You’ve done enough! You killed Eddie! I asked you to take care of him and YOU KILLED HIM!”

“S-Steve I didn’t-” you tried to grab his arm but he pulled away with Eddie still in his arms.

“Don’t touch me! You killed the only person I’ve ever loved!” he said, breaking your heart even more when you thought it wasn’t possible. “I HATE YOU!”

You jumped up on your bed when you heard the thunder outside and took a deep breath. Your body was sweating cold and you had tears running down your cheeks. You stretched your arm to your left but it was empty. You panicked for a moment, but then you turned around and saw Steve on your right, sound asleep with his back turned to you.

“It’s okay” you whispered to yourself. “It was just a nightmare” you said, taking deep breaths and grabbing Steve’s hand, making him turn to you in his sleep. “They’re okay” you kept repeating quietly as you traced Steve’s scars on his body and his neck, placing your hand on his chest to feel his heartbeat. “They’re both okay” you repeated to yourself before placing a soft kiss against his forehead. You wiped away the tears from your cheeks and got out of bed to find your other boyfriend, careful not to wake Steve.

Eddie was passed out on the couch, shirtless, facing up. You slowly walked over and grabbed the empty beer bottles on the floor next to him, throwing them out. You came back, sitting on the edge of the sofa, and moved some of his curls out of his face. Your eyes welled up again when you saw the scars on his arms, his stomach, and the bandage on his neck and you remember that dreadful night. You had almost lost them. Both of them. And you weren’t sure which was worse. The fact that you weren’t with Steve when it happened or the fact that you were with Eddie and he almost died in your arms.

The three of you started your relationship about a year ago. All thanks to Dustin Henderson, really. You have known Dustin since he was born basically. He was your next-door neighbor and his mom would often ask you to babysit him. You knew all of his friends, so you ended up meeting Steve at some point. You had known him from school but the two of you didn’t really hang around the same groups. You didn’t really have a group. Your only friend was probably Jonathan Byers. But you became really good friends and you loved spending time with him. He was nice and sweet, which was a pleasant surprise for you since he really wasn’t back in school. You developed a crush on him but you were sure he didn’t like you back. Until you met Eddie. You knew who he was and had always found him interesting, but you didn’t talk to him until you picked Dustin and Mike up from a Hellfire meeting. So, you started hanging around him a lot. You were fascinated by Eddie. He was such an interesting person and was always teaching you new things. Like how to jumpstart a car (not that either one of you told Steve about it). So, Steve started getting jealous that all of your attention went to Eddie ‘the freak’ Munson as he called him once (because you punched him in the arm and told him not to call him that ever again). You begged Steve to hang out with you and Eddie so he could get to know him too and the three of you became inseparable, basically. You weren’t exactly sure how it happened, but one night, when you were hanging out at Eddie’s trailer, high, it somehow led to you confessing your feelings for both of them. To say that you were surprised when they suggested that all of you could be together, was an understatement. But they admitted that they were attracted to each other and you as well so you decided to give it a shot. It wasn’t a conventional relationship, by far, but the three of you made it work and you had never been happier.

About four months ago, you started practically living together. Eddie’s uncle had moved away since the last ‘incident’ that occurred in Hawkins the previous summer. And, since Eddie was already with you and Steve, he refused to go. Steve’s parents were rarely in town, so he preferred to spend the time with you and Eddie. And you had practically moved out of your parents’ house without them even noticing probably. You didn’t have the best home life and started spending more and more time in Eddie’s trailer until he begged you not to go back. So, you didn’t. You and Steve both worked full-time jobs and you had insisted that Eddie had to finish high school. So, as much as he hated it, he would do it for the two of you. It was really surprising how easy it felt for the three of you to just fall into the daily routine of living with each other. You knew probably the entire town talked about you three, but you couldn’t care less. You loved your boys and they loved you and that was enough.

Yes, everything was perfect until three weeks back. When you had gone to the Upside Down to kill Vecna. The plan seemed simple enough. Max, Lucas, and Erica would stay at the house so Max could have Vecna come for her. You, Dustin, and Eddie would stay on your trailer in the Upside Down, to distract the demo-bats while Steve, Nancy, and Robin would take care of Vecna. Nothing should have gone wrong, right? Except, Eddie tried to buy them more time and made the bats follow him, almost killing him in the process. When Steve came back, he was lying in your arms unconscious. You two were barely able to get him back in time and save him. He had been in the hospital for almost a week and you weren’t sure if he was going to wake up. You had never seen Steve so scared in your life. So, you tried to be strong for the two of them. You barely spoke while Eddie was in the hospital. You would just sit next to him and place your hand on his chest, like you were doing now, to feel his heartbeat. It was the only thing that calmed you down. You often did the same thing with Steve when he was asleep. Because even if he hadn’t told you, you were aware that he, Nancy, and Robin could have died as well.

When Eddie woke up, you thought things would finally go back to normal. But, you were wrong. After knowing that he was okay, Steve had snapped at Eddie for doing what he did. He told him he was irresponsible and immature, and he could have gotten you hurt, or fuck up the mission, or he could have died. While you were not in total disagreement, since you had been terrified that he almost died, you didn’t want to fight over it. You were just happy that your boys were okay and you could all go home. However, when you returned home, the two guys were still on edge. They were barely speaking to each other and when they did, they would snap at each other and just start the argument all over again.

Which lead to why Eddie was sleeping on the couch and not your bed. The two of them refused to acknowledge the other one’s point of view, which always lead to one of them spending the night on the sofa. You were so used to having them both with you, that now, every single night, you had a nightmare about losing the one that wasn’t there. If Steve stayed on the couch, you would dream about Nancy and Robin coming back, letting you know that Steve didn’t make it, and no matter how fast you and Eddie ran to Vecna’s house, he was gone. You had seen him with the tentacles around his throat, and no matter how hard you tried, you couldn’t get the image out of your head. Or you would dream about when he was dragged through the lake and you didn’t make it to the Upside Down in time. You would almost always dream about the fucking bats. Whether it was on Steve’s body or Eddie’s body. Whenever Eddie was the one on the couch, you would dream about him dying in your arms. It always felt so real, like you were back there. You would get this nightmare the most since Eddie was usually the one on the couch. It was always one of them dying and the other one blaming his death on you. You were grateful that both of them were heavy sleepers, since they hadn’t seemed to notice, and you were not going to let them worry about you on top of it all. They had to deal with each other first. You felt Eddie’s chest rising when he took a deep breath and his hand softly grabbed yours.

“Hey, princess, what are you doing up?” he asked, with a hoarse voice, opening his eyes.

“Come back to bed” you pleaded, pouting at him. Eddie sighed and rolled his eyes before he closed them again.

“I don’t think Harrington wants me there” he replied.

“Don’t call him that” you complained. You knew they only called each other their last names for two reasons. The first one was to tease the other one. And the second one was when they were mad at each other. You were certain Eddie wasn’t calling Steve ‘Harrington’ to tease him right now.

“Well as long as your boyfriend-”

“He’s your boyfriend too!”

“As long as he’s still going to be a child about it, I’m not going back in there” he said, ignoring your comment.

“But… I miss you” you said, playing with his hands. You loved playing with Eddie’s rings, it was another thing that calmed you down and kept you grounded. Eddie opened his eyes again and sat up.

“C’mere, princess” he said, opening his arms and you nuzzled against him. “You can stay here with me tonight, okay?”

“Okay” you whispered, almost asleep again. You were exhausted. Not only because of Steve and Eddie’s fight but because you hadn’t been sleeping for weeks.

“I love you” you heard Eddie whisper before he pressed a kiss against your forehead.

*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*

“HURRY THE FUCK UP!”

“I am running as fast as I can!” you and Eddie were both racing through the woods to get to Steve since Nancy and Robin had come back by themselves.

“I told you not to let him go alone! I told you to go with him!”

“Steve said to stay with you!”

“And you always have to do what Steve fucking tells you to do?”

“How is it any different from doing what you fucking tell me to do!”

“Just shut up and run faster!”

You ran up the entrance and walked inside, with Eddie behind you. As you ran up the stairs, you tripped in what you thought was one of the tentacles, but when you got up, you saw Steve’s pale, lifeless eyes, looking straight at you.

“STEVE!” you jumped, frightened, moving away from him. “N-no, no! Steve” you tried, placing his head between your hands.

“Shit” Eddie muttered, kneeling down next to you. “I told you” he said with angry tears running down his cheeks. “I FUCKING TOLD YOU!” he yelled, grabbing Steve away from you.

“E-Eddie-”

“You never should have let him come here alone!”

“B-but Steve said-”

“I don’t care what Steve said! He’s dead now and it’s all because of you!”

“N-no, I didn’t-” you cried.

“You killed the only person I’ve ever loved!” Eddie spat at you, hugging Steve closer to him. “I HATE YOU!”

You jumped up awake again, taking a deep breath and noticing you were back on your bed. You figured Eddie had brought you back at some point since the couch wasn’t really comfortable for two people. Only this time, you were by yourself and the sun was already up. You ran your hands through your hair and rested your elbows on your knees.

“It’s okay” you muttered to yourself, placing one of your hands on your heart and feeling your speedy heartbeat. “It was a nightmare. They’re okay” you reassured yourself before getting out of bed.

You walked out of the room and saw Steve in the kitchen, making breakfast, and Eddie eating cereal at the counter, far away from Steve.

“Morning, sunshine” Steve smiled when he saw you and you walked over to him. “How did you sleep?” he asked, kissing your forehead.

“Okay” you smiled weakly at him before Eddie handed you a cup of coffee.

“Are you sure?” he asked, getting up and kissing the side of your head. You only nodded, taking a big sip of your coffee.

“Do you need me to drive you to work today?” Steve asked, placing a plate full of breakfast food in front of you. You noticed Eddie eyeing it and glaring at Steve but you weren’t sure which one of them was more stubborn.

“Um-”

“I’m driving her today” Eddie interrupted.

“Why do you get to drive her today?” Steve asked, rolling his eyes.

“Aren’t you supposed to leave in like ten minutes? Does it look like she’s ready?”

“Guys-” you tried to intervene because you were getting a headache. You were tired and fed up with these petty fights.

“I can wait for her!” Steve argued.

“Right, because you always have to be the one that has to save the day, don’t ya, big boy?” Eddie mocked him.

“Guys!”

“You wanna do this right now?” Steve said, dropping the pan on the sink and walking over to Eddie. “Do you really want to talk about this again?!”

“Steve-”

“I just want to know what gives you the idea that you are the only one that can call the shots in this relationship” Eddie continued.

“Eddie-”

“Well, I seem to be the only one to make decisions that won’t get us killed!”

“STOP IT!” you yelled, stepping between the two of them. “I don’t have to go to work today” you glared at both of them. “So, just… stop it!”

“Hey…” Eddie said, grabbing your hand. “Princess, are you okay?” he asked, noticing your irritated tone and your eyes watering.

“Yeah” you brushed it off.

“Hey, come here” Steve said, placing his hand on your cheek. “What’s wrong?” he asked, moving his hand to press the back against your forehead. “Are you not feeling well?”

“I’m fine!” you snapped, snatching his hand away. “I just… have a headache” you muttered, hoping they would let it go, but you accidentally bumped your mug into the counter and it broke. “Shit!”

“Shit, love, come here” Steve said, grabbing something to stop the bleeding in your hand.

“No, I got it” Eddie said pushing him away.

“Oh my God! Would you knock it off? I’m not the one that is making a big deal about any little stupid stuff-”

“Yes, you are! You have since we came back and you think that you can just fix everything-”

“OH MY GOD! FOR FUCK’S SAKE JUST STOP!” you yelled, making your boyfriends silent and look back at you. “You two need to stop arguing! I am so tired of hearing you fight about the same shit over and over again!”

“Love-”

“NO! You two don’t get to talk anymore! I am sick of hearing you complain about what Eddie did when you did the exact same thing!” you told Steve who widened his eyes in surprise at you. “Did you really think Nancy and Robin wouldn’t tell us what happened?”

“That’s why-” Eddie tried.

“You shut up too! You don’t get to complain either!” you said, with tears running down your cheeks. “I saw you almost die!” you said, with your voice breaking. “You almost died in my arms!” you said, making him look away, guiltily. “And you could have died and I wasn’t there with you!” you told Steve, who looked just as sorry as Eddie now. “I could have lost you! I could have lost BOTH of you! And instead of realizing that you should be grateful that we’re all back here and we’re safe and we’re all together, you just keep on fighting with each other and I can’t take it anymore!” you yelled. “I am the one that gets to be upset! You both were being selfish and you both almost died! And now you’re not talking to each other? What is this, some sort of ego contest where you have to prove which one was braver or which one was the hero? Well, guess what? You’re BOTH idiots! You BOTH put yourselves in danger! And you BOTH almost left me alone! So either you get over it and move on with me, or we’re done! Because I can’t keep going like this!”

“Wait, what are you saying-?” Steve tried to stop you.

“How are we supposed to-?” Eddie said at the same time.

“I DON’T CARE!” you snapped at them. “You’re not allowed in here until you figure it out!” you screamed before you stormed off to your shared bedroom and you slammed the door.

“Shit” Steve said, running a hand through his hair.

“We really fucked up” Eddie muttered, plopping on the couch.

*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*

Steve came back from work later that day with a bouquet of flowers in his hand, but he only found Eddie, sitting on the floor with his back against the bedroom’s door.

“Princess, please! Just come out already” Eddie tried for what felt like the millionth time.

“She hasn’t come out all day?” Steve asked.

“Yeah, she’s dancing around the living room, don’t you see her?” Eddie snapped.

“You were supposed to get her out!” Steve argued, walking over to the door and knocking. “Hey, sunshine” he got no response. “Did she eat anything?”

“Oh, shit” Eddie said, getting up. “Love? Did you eat my Honey-Comb cereal?”

“How many times have I told you to not leave your food in the bedroom!” Steve complained.

“Well, if I hadn’t she wouldn’t have eaten all day!” Eddie defended himself.

“Then she would have had to come out!” Steve started again. “You know what? I can’t do this again” he said, walking over to the kitchen and putting the flowers in water.

"Kiss-ass" Eddie muttered, rolling his eyes.

You felt tears running down your cheeks as you had your back against the other side of the door. You really couldn’t take it anymore. You were exhausted, you had a headache and the only thing you had eaten all day was Eddie's cereal. You had no idea what would happen with you three if they didn’t work this out. You got up and went over to the closet to grab one of Steve’s sweaters and put it over Eddie’s Hellfire Club t-shirt. Your favorite combo. You missed them so much and you hated that you could still hear them arguing until you cried yourself to sleep.

The two boys had dinner in complete silence, glaring at each other from time to time, and both of them still trying to get you out until they decided it was no use since you weren’t coming out. Steve was a little surprised when he saw Eddie on the floor and he had left the couch for him. He felt horrible. He knew you were right but he was still mad at Eddie and he knew why. After they said good night, Steve realized there was no way he was going to be able to sleep without you. It was one thing when he was mad at Eddie, but it was different having you mad at both of them too. And little did he know, his boyfriend was having the same struggle on the floor.

“Munson?” Steve asked, lying on the couch.

“What?” Eddie said, not opening his eyes.

“Are you awake?”

“Are you seriously expecting me to answer that, Harrington?”

“I can’t sleep” Steve said, sitting up and turning on the table lamp.

“Yeah, neither can I” Eddie admitted, sitting up as well. “Look, I get that you’re still pissed but we are going to have to talk about this” he told Steve. “Not just yell at each other” he added.

“Yeah, I know” Steve sighed, brushing his hands through his hair, frustrated. “We fucked up-”

“We both fucked up!” Eddie added.

“That’s what I’m trying to say, would you let me finish?”

“Well, it sounded like you were blaming it on me, again!”

“That’s not what-” before Steve could finish, the two boys heard a piercing scream coming from their bedroom.

“STEVE!”

“Shit!” they both said at the same time.

The two of them were up on their feet and running towards the bedroom as fast as they could. Steve pulled Eddie back before he threw his shoulder and knocked the door open, both walking in to find you tossing and turning around the bed.

“EDDIE!” they heard you cry as you started flinging violently. “NO!”

“She’s having a nightmare” Steve said, trying not to sound as scared as he actually was. He had never seen you like this.

“Hey, hey, princess, wake up. You have to wake up for me” Eddie said, shaking you until you finally opened your eyes.

But you were still very far gone. Your look was lost, you kept shaking, crying and you were sweating cold. Eddie knew what was going on. He had seen it several times whenever you snuck into his bed when your parents were arguing and throwing things. But he knew Steve hadn’t seen you like this and he could see the fear in his eyes.

“What’s going on? Why isn’t she snapping out of it?” he asked his boyfriend as you tried your hardest to take deep breaths, clinging on to Eddie's arms.

“Steve, love, look at me” Eddie said, trying to remain calm. “Get her a glass of water, please?”

“What? But she’s-”

“FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, STEVE, PLEASE JUST GO GET HER SOME WATER!” he yelled and Steve quickly obliged this time. Eddie turned to look at you, panicking, and it broke his heart. “Hey, princess, look at me. Listen to me, okay? I’m right here” he said, placing his hands on your cheeks making sure you could concentrate on him. “I need you to take deep breaths for me, love” he instructed and you tried your best to do so. “That’s it, just like that” he said, in a soft voice and taking deep breaths himself so you would imitate him. “Yes, that’s it, love” he smiled. “That’s my girl. You’re doing great” he smiled sweetly before you threw your arms around his shoulders and buried your head on his shoulder.

“E-Eddie” you said, still shaking, with a broken tone as Steve walked back into the room. It pained him so much to hear you like this. And even more that he had no idea how to help you so he just stood there at the door.

“I’m right here, princess” Eddie said, stroking your back with his hands. “You’re okay” he whispered, kissing your head.

Steve felt helpless as his eyes watered. He had no idea what was going on and he thought you only wanted Eddie right now. But then, you spoke again.

“W-where’s Steve?” you asked, crying harder.

“He’s here too” Eddie assured you. “We’re both here” he said, looking at Steve. “It’s alright, love” he told him, offering his hand and Steve hesitantly took it. “She’s okay. Come here” he assured him and Steve sat down next to you. As soon as he did, one of your hands instantly started looking for him even if you weren’t letting go of Eddie. Steve smiled a little and grabbed your hand in his. You pulled him closer, wrapping his arm around your waist and he kissed your head.

“I’m here, sunshine” he said, kissing you again.

“You wanna tell us what happened?” Eddie asked softly but you shook your head no and buried yourself further on his chest. “Come on” Eddie said, pulling away from you just enough so they could see your face. “Look, princess, Stevie got you some water” he said, sitting you back. “Would you like some?”

You did your best to nod but you didn’t want to let go of either of them, so Steve scooted closer and helped you get a drink of water.

“There you go, sunshine” he said, looking at Eddie who nodded at him encouragingly. “It’s okay, love” he said, soothingly.

“I’m-m s-sorry” you said, once Steve helped you finish the water.

“What?” Eddie asked, feeling his heart break a little. “What are you sorry for, love?”

“I d-didn’t mean to w-wake y-you” you managed to say, still trying to calm down.

“No, love, come here” Steve said, sitting back on the bed and bringing you with him.

Steve had his back against the headboard, with you in his arms and Eddie joined you, sitting next to the two of you, holding your hands and you instantly started playing with his rings.

“You don’t have to apologize for anything” Eddie insisted. “And we weren’t asleep” he said so you wouldn’t feel guilty.

“We just want to know how we can help you” Steve added. “Talk to us, sunshine” he said, kissing your head as Eddie kissed your hand.

“I had a n-nightmare” you said, quietly.

“You want to tell us what it was about?” Eddie asked, stroking your arm with his hand and he saw your eyes watering again.

“Only if you want to, love” Steve assured you.

“W-we were uh… b-back there” you said, knowing they would understand that you meant the Upside Down. “B-but you stayed back with m-me and Eddie and Dustin went with Nancy and Robin” you explained. “And the b-” you cried. “The bats m-made you fall a-and the tentacles things g-grabbed you a-and you both” you started breathing heavily again. “A-and I couldn’t s-save you a-and I just-” you started crying again.

“Hey, shh, it’s okay, sunshine” Steve said, tightening his arms around you.

“It was just a nightmare, princess, you’re safe. And so are we” Eddie said, sitting closer and wiping away the tears on your face.

“Yes, we’re here” Steve said. “And we’re going to protect you from anything” he said, kissing your head.

“Yes, we’re not letting anything happen to you” Eddie said, kissing your cheeks.

“And we’re not leaving you, okay?” Steve assured you and you nodded against his chest.

“Princess” Eddie said, his tone turning serious and you looked at him. “Has this happened before?” he asked, seeing the dark circles under your eyes. You slowly nodded and looked away.

“How long has this been going on?” Steve asked.

“S-since we came b-back from the Upside Down” you admitted.

“What? Love, that was weeks ago” Eddie said, looking at Steve and he knew he felt just as guilty for not noticing before.

“Why didn’t you tell us?”

“B-because the two of you were fighting a lot and I didn’t want you to worry about me” you said, shyly.

“Love, we’re always going to worry about you” Steve said, brushing your hair away from your face. “You’re our favorite girl” he said, kissing your temple.

“Does it happen every night?” Eddie asked, stroking the back of your hands with his thumb. You nodded, not looking up at either of them.

“Yes” you said quietly. “B-but” you sighed. “It’s always the one who’s on the couch” you told them.

“What do you mean?” Steve asked, frowning his eyebrows in confusion.

“If you’re not here, then I dream about y-you” you said, with your voice breaking while you looked up at him and a small tear rolled down your cheek. “N-Nancy and Robin come back without you a-and” you said, looking away. “S-so Eddie and I run to g-get you b-but it’s too late” you cried a little more and Steve quickly wiped your tears away. You then turned to look at Eddie who also looked like he was about to cry. “A-and if you’re not here I-” you sobbed. “I just dream about that n-night, b-but I couldn’t help y-you” you said, crying harder. “A-and the other one blames it on m-me and you tell me that you hate me b-because I couldn’t save you” you cried, feeling Steve’s arms tightening around you and Eddie moving closer to you, kissing your cheek.

"None of it was real, love" Steve said. "We're here with you, okay?"

“We always want you to tell us this stuff, princess” Eddie said, looking at you with his deep brown, puppy eyes. “We’re sorry we were being so stubborn we didn’t notice this happening to you” he apologized.

“Yes, we were being stupid and selfish, and we’re sorry that because of it you were going through this alone” Steve said, kissing your head repeatedly.

“It’s okay” you said, quietly.

“No, it’s not” Eddie insisted. “You were right. We should just be happy that we all made it out of there alive” he said.

“And we are definitely going to make it up to you” Steve said, smiling at you before the two of them then started peppering your face with kisses, reassuring you that you were okay, and whispering sweet nothings to you, making you let out a small giggle.

“There’s our girl” Eddie said, relieved to see you smile. “Do you want to watch a movie? We can watch E.T.” he suggested.

“Isn’t it like one in the morning?” you chuckled.

“So? We’re all free tomorrow” Steve shrugged his shoulders. “We can do whatever you want, love” he smiled.

“Can we watch Stand By Me?” you asked, loving how your boyfriends smiled back at you.

“Of course, we can, sunshine” Steve said, giving you a peck on the lips. “I’ll go make popcorn okay?” he said, handing you over to Eddie, who gladly took you in his arms and helped you up to walk you to the couch before he started setting up the movie.

“I’m sorry I ate your Honey-Combs” you said, making him laugh a little.

“It’s okay, princess” he said, kissing your temple. “I just care that you’re alright” he said. “I’m really sorry” he said, pulling you closer.

“For what?”

“Y-you’re having these nightmares because-” he said, feeling his eyes water. “I just… I was so scared that something would happen to you and I had to-”

“I know, love” you smiled at him and kissed him.

“We both know” Steve said, coming with a bowl of popcorn. He kissed Eddie’s forehead and then yours before sitting down next to you. “I’m sorry too” he said, grabbing Eddie’s hand. “I love both of you” he said, pulling you to his lap.

“Me too” you said, kissing Steve’s cheek and then Eddie’s.

“Me three” Eddie smiled at the two of you. The truth was, he had never loved anyone so much in his life and there was nothing he wouldn’t do to keep you both safe. This was your favorite place in the world. Between them. Where nothing could hurt either one of you.

*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*

As the song played with the credits, Eddie turned to look at you fully asleep on Steve’s chest and Steve resting his head on yours, asleep as well. He brushed his hand through Steve’s hair and kissed his forehead, waking him up.

“Let’s go to bed, love” he said and Steve nodded, getting up and carrying you with him. Steve gently placed you on the bed, careful not to wake you up while Eddie laid down next to you.

“Eddie” you whispered, snuggling closer to him and placing your head on his chest.

“I’m here, princess” he said, wrapping his arm around you. “Why does she keep doing that?” he chuckled when Steve laid down on your other side. “I saw her doing it with you too a couple of nights ago-”

“Listening to your heartbeat calms her down” he said, surprising Eddie while you grabbed Steve’s arm and wrapped it around you.

“W-what?”

“While you were in the hospital, I couldn’t pull her away from you. She always had her hand on your chest or rested her head… I guess she feels the same when she listens to mine” he said, grabbing Eddie’s hand when you pulled him closer. “It was the only way she would stop crying” he told Eddie, who looked down at you and kissed your temple.

“I’m sorry” he whispered, looking back at Steve. “I know what I did was stupid but… she was so scared, Steve, and I couldn’t let her or Henderson get hurt. I love you both so much, more than I thought I could love someone and I would do anything for you. I know I wasn’t thinking but I just-”

“I know” Steve said, pulling him closer and kissing his forehead. “I would have done the same thing if either one of you was in danger” he admitted. “Or Henderson, but don’t tell him that, he still needs to humble down” he said, making Eddie laugh a little. “But I get it” he nodded. “And I’m sorry I was being so stubborn when I basically did the same thing but… I was just… so scared” he said, feeling his eyes watering a little. “I just came back and you were-” he sighed, looking at you. “She was crying so much and screaming… she was so scared and I couldn’t do anything to calm her down” he said, looking back at Eddie. “You almost died” he said, crying a little. “Y-you almost left us and I couldn’t-”

“I’m sorry” Eddie repeated, getting closer to Steve and kissing his cheek. “I really am” he said.

“I know you are” Steve smiled, pulling both of you closer. “Just don’t do it again, okay?”

“I promise” he said, giving Steve another peck on the lips. “I love you” he said, closing his eyes.

“Me too” Steve whispered wrapping his arm tighter around his boy and his girl.

“Me three” you said before finally falling peacefully asleep with your boys.

The End

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A/N: ahhhh! I really hope you loves like it! I really enjoyed writing for Steddie, so I will be accepting Steddie requests :)