#wyatt fic

[slytherinshua]

THE JEALOUSY OF A GOD

genre. greek god au. slightly fluffy. warnings. descriptions of war. jealousy. abduction(?). wyatt bleeds ichor not blood. only loosely proofread. wyatt and reader are married. pairing. ares!wyatt x demeter!reader. (ft. helios!seungjun & apollo!hyojin). wc. 1.4k. request. no. a/n. ares is the god of war, demeter is the goddess of harvest for those unaware. we're going to ignore the fact that demeter is hera's sister and ares is hera's son bcuz... yeah. there's sm incest in greek mythology help??? also i kinda hate this i think it's bad so i'm sorry also the ending is kinda rushed but my brain gave up....

You couldn’t help the way your heart broke a little as you surveyed the sight of all the trampled flowers, torn grass, and squashed bushes. Blood painted them, making what was a luscious thriving green appear brown and dirty. All of your hard work had gone to waste again— all because of Jaeyoung.

As the god of war, it seemed wherever Jaeyoung went, war would follow. He was generally disliked amongst the other gods because of the violence that always broke out due to his rashness. He had a tendency to be hot headed and think with his spear rather than his head. This was at the expense of many poor humans, as well as your poor flowers. You could never hate him for it, though.

Though the god of war and the goddess of harvest were possibly the two most unlikely pairing, your love was written in the stars, predicted and destined to be since the beginning of time. Jaeyoung was by no means the perfect god, but you were far from perfect yourself. His rashness balanced your overly cautious nature, and his push to take risks had been beneficial many times in the past. At the same time, your thoughtfulness had gotten him out of trouble on numerous occasions over the centuries. 

When it came down to it, Jaeyoung was someone who you would always come back to. His loyalty made him more trustworthy than any other god or goddess you knew, and you knew he would always stand by you no matter what and listen to all your concerns. The love and peace of mind he gave you was far more precious than your field of flowers— you could always grow them back.

His wars didn’t happen as often as they used to due to your influence on him. He knew how much you hated bloodshed in general, and you had his word that it would only happen when absolutely unavoidable. You were sure this battlefield was the same.

Broken spears and bloodied bodies remained hidden amongst the tall grass and broken flower stems. You walked through the field, watching as fresh grass and poppies sprouted wherever your feet touched. You carried a basket of ambrosia and a goblet of nectar, intent on giving them to your lover. 

Jaeyoung still stood at the other end of the field, ordering his warriors around to check for the dead. He didn’t seem to notice your presence yet, but as you drew closer, he turned around from the brush of your footsteps through the grass.

“Love, why are you here so early? It has not been an hour since the fighting ceased.” He said warily, his deep voice drawing goosebumps out from your skin. He sheathed his sword and cupped your cheek, the familiarity of his rough hands against your smooth skin made your eyes flutter closed. Whether it was in the intimacy of your own or moments after a battle, his touch still held boundless love for you.

“You’re getting gold on me.” You said softly, noticing every movement he took. He drew his hand back, feeling the ichor drips from his fingertips. He wiped it away, and then swept across your cheek where it had stained, returning your skin to its smooth untainted state.

“Forgive me— I have not yet had the chance to tend to my wounds.” He replied.

“I am sorry for coming so early and unannounced. I could not rest while you were not home. I would like to tend to the field before Seungjun’s chariot reaches the west.” You said slowly, searching his eyes for his approval. He nodded, accepting the ambrosia and nectar from you and withdrawing to the shade of a tree to partake in the nourishment. 

You trailed along the edge of the field, letting your touch slowly heal the Earth, life sprouting from your very fingertips. Jaeyoung watched you intently, pondering over your differences as he often did. You breathed life into everything you touched, allowing the flowers to bloom, the crops to mature, and humanity to continue. His existence brought death and chaos, fear and loss following him at every turn. 

It was a delicate dance; life and death.  

When you were satisfied with the flowers now blooming on the field, you ambled back towards the tree that Jaeyoung was now sleeping under. The battle must have tired him out. You knelt beside him, brushing a wet cloth against the cuts that still leaked gold from his body. Your husband was strong as most gods were, but you still cared for him as if he was the most delicate piece of glass.

You knew it was strange how you loved him. Your love for him resembled humans’ love, not the love of a god. Jaeyoung had filled every last piece of your heart, and you loved him with your entire being. It had taken a long time for him to even get a sliver of affection out of you, and you often remembered the days where his efforts to win you over were met with silence from you. You used to despise how treacherous he was; how much pain his wars caused. But it wasn’t entirely his true nature.

Yes, he fought, but he fought for the right causes and he was loyal to his men. You had grown tired of how fickle your fellow gods were. They betrayed each other as if it were their only entertainment, and you would be hard pressed to find a god who had no enemies.

The other gods of Olympus hated Jaeyoung because he had stopped being like them. Once he had met you, and quickly fallen in love, he dedicated his life to you. You were present in all of his thoughts, and he would turn on the whole world before he turned on you. There was not a single other god who you could say possessed such devotion. 

The least you could do to return his affection was keeping him as safe as possible. You had never told him how hard you worked to keep connections with the other gods of Olympus. Over half of them were more than ready to kick both you and Jaeyoung out after one of his more rebellious encounters. You convinced them to not strip your husband of his powers, but even now, you had yet to soothe Hera and Athena’s anger. 

You were wary of Hera especially. She didn’t forgive others easily, and was known to be jealous and wicked. You knew she was planning something against Jaeyoung even now, and you were anxious to find out what it was. You weren’t sure what else you could do to get you back in her good graces.

Jaeyoung stirred awake at your touch, already alert as soon as he opened his eyes. He glanced up at you, quickly checking that everything was alright before sitting up.

“No one would be able to tell that a battle happened on this field.” His eyes trailed over the fresh flowers and healthy grass; now looking much unlike the field he had fallen asleep to. He then turned back to you, “Thank you for cleaning it up.” 

You simply cupped his face and pressed a kiss to his lips, which he gladly reciprocated. It was your silent way of reminding him that you were more than willing to do anything for him. He was yours and you were his for the rest of time, and nothing could ever separate him from you.

You travelled back to Olympus; Jaeyoung seemed cheerful, while you were more cautious. Something in your gut was telling you that now was not the time to show your faces in Zeus’s throne room. You dissuaded your husband from announcing his return, and led him back to your chambers instead, urging him to rest more and promising him to be back within an hour.

But you didn’t return within an hour, and Jaeyoung’s worry grew with each passing minute. Hyojin— the god of archery, music, and poetry— burst in, and with a few quick words of explanation, Jaeyoung’s heart sank. He knew that he had gotten on Hera’s bad side; his willingness to do anything for you only reminded her of how unsuitable her own husband was to her. Jaeyoung knew that she held no fondness for him, but he had never accounted for the full extent of her jealousy. 

Hera had captured you, and Jaeyoung had no doubt that she would do whatever it took to get what she wanted out of him, using you as her leverage.

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[zegrasdrysdale]

[ just a fling ] w. johnston

paring: Wyatt Johnston x fem!reader

summary: Wyatt gets mad and insecure when his girlfriend omits the fact she had a fling with Luke Hughes and he finds out through Luke himself on the ice instead of her. some of the Stars (mostly Pavs and Seguin) get involved and try to convince them to talk to save their relationship

warning(s) : asshole!luke (he’s collateral damage sorry), an angry and insecure wyatt, very angsty, language

author’s note : that was the original request, and i tried to write it for joel. i couldn’t do it after trying for weeks so it’s now abt wyatt (after i had spoken w anon). i loved the plot sm i didn’t want to completely abandon it, so here it is for wyatt’s 21st birthday !!

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Nerves don’t usually get the best of her, but the Stars are playing the Devils in Dallas. It’s not the Devils that she is worried about though.

It’s number 43 on the Devils that she’s worried about. It’s not because she thinks he’ll hurt Wyatt, but because he might tell Wyatt their little secret to get in his head.

No one knows that she once had a summer fling with the youngest Hughes boy.

It was two summers ago when she went to Michigan to spend those warm months with Luke and his brothers at their lakehouse. She always had some feelings for Luke and they hit a breaking point that summer when they started to hookup. He ended everything between them when he left to go back to Michigan for his sophomore season and she came back home to Dallas.

That’s when she met Wyatt when he moved to Dallas for his rookie season. She lived next to the Pavelski’s with her parents and younger brother when they met. She spent a lot of time in that house before she moved into an apartment in downtown Dallas last summer.

She hasn’t spoken to Luke since he left Michigan and didn’t bother telling Wyatt about their fling since it was so insignificant to the both of them. She doesn’t want to acknowledge that it happened.

Her feelings for the defenseman are long gone, replaced by her love for Wyatt Johnston.

She sits with Kate Seguin and Sarah Pavelski in the ninth row off the glass for the game on the side where the Stars did their warmups. She stood at the glass with the wives she came to the game with to support their boys. She has on her playoff jacket from last year to support Wyatt.

If Luke does see her, she wants to make sure he knows that she loves Wyatt. That she’s over him and has been for a while.

The puck drops at center ice and less than twenty seconds later, Wyatt puts the puck into the back of the net. She’s on her feet and cheers for her boyfriend as he gets the scoring started. She pretends to ignore Luke as he skates by and looks at her.

She very much notices.

The crowd settles down and enjoys a 1-0 lead over New Jersey. She can’t stop smiling after Wyatt nets his 25th goal of the season.

“Is there a reason that Luke Hughes glared at you like that when you were celebrating Wyatt’s goal?” Kate asks with curiosity laced in her voice. “There are hundreds of fans he could’ve looked at, but he stared right at you.”

She looks at Kate and says, “I, um, had a thing with Luke a few summers ago. He ended things when he went back to school and I came back home. He told me that I didn’t mean anything to him and that I was the only girl around at the time. I moved on.”

“Does Wyatt know?” Kate questions.

“I didn’t think it was worth mentioning,” she explains. “It was a lifetime ago. Before I even met him. I don’t need to know his history, he doesn’t need to know mine.”

When she looks back the ice, she notices Luke trying to get the puck away from Wyatt. She holds her breath as the puck is kicked out of the corner to Pavs. Wyatt skates away from Luke.

Then Luke says something to Wyatt. Her boyfriend turns back around and looks at Luke. Wyatt shoves Luke and a whistle is blown while the two of them come to blows. It doesn’t turn into an actual fight because they get separated by the referees. There is a lot of shoving and a lot of chirping.

This is the last thing she wanted to happen. Who knows what Luke just said to him?

Whatever was said pissed Wyatt off because he slams the door shut when he gets on the bench. Pavs says something to him and Wyatt motions to the Devils bench, where Luke has just sat down. She bites her bottom lip and holds her breath until the game is over.

Wyatt struggles after scoring the first goal of the night. The Stars as a team struggle throughout the game. They only manage one more goal after Wyatt's.

The buzzer sounds when the clock hits 0:00 after the third period. A lot of the fans have left already as the Devils celebrate their 6-2 win over the Stars. She frowns and makes her way up to the concourse with Kate and Sarah so they can wait for their boys outside.

She's sure DeBoer has a lot to say about the game tonight. The turnovers, the giveaways. They put pucks on net, but only put two past Jake Allen.

Just so Wyatt knows where she's waiting for him, she sends him a text.

to: wy ♡ - 9:54 pm waiting for you outside by the car with sarah and kate. pretty goal tn btw. see you soon <33

It might be a while before Wyatt comes out so she gets comfortable in the passenger's seat of Wyatt's car since he drove them both here to the arena. She scrolls on TikTok while having a conversation with Sarah and Kate. The women alternate sitting in the seat while they wait for the boys.

Kate is about to text Tyler when the doors begin to open. Players walk out in pairs or small ground. Tyler walks out by himself and greets his wife. After greeting Kate with a kiss, he turns his attention to her.

"I'm not sure exactly what happened, but Wyatt isn't very happy with you," Tyler says. "Apparently it has something to do with what Luke Hughes said to him on the ice during their altercation in the first."

Her blood runs colds.

Luke probably told him what happened between them in Michigan. Probably got in his head, which is probably why he struggled after that. It wasn't a secret, but he might see it that way. She didn't think it was worth mentioning to him.

"Thanks," she mumbles as Tyler and Kate walk away from the car.

The door opens again a second later. She notices Wyatt walking with Pavs. They seem to be in a very intense conversation as they leave the building.

"... muication, Wyatt," Joe is saying as they approach the car. "I mean, seriously." Wyatt sighs and looks right at his girlfriend.

Sarah walks up to her husband and they walk away without another word to her or Wyatt.

She smiles at her boyfriend. "You did good tonight," she compliments him. "I thought your goal was nice."

He just rolls his eyes and gets in the car. She pouts and gets into the car herself. Wyatt starts the engine and pulls out of the parking lot.

Not a single word is exchanged between the two of them while he drives toward her apartment. She twirls her thumbs and waits for Wyatt to say something.

If he's really upset with her then he'd tell her, right? Seething doesn't do much.

When it's fifteen minutes later and he pulls up to her apartment, she gets a little worried.

"What did Luke say to you?" she asks as he puts the car in park. "In the first period after you scored."

Wyatt rubs his face and sighs. "It doesn't matter what he said," he says.

"Wyatt-"

"I'll talk to you tomorrow, okay? I'm tired and I don't feel like talking about this right now."

She frowns and nods as she opens the door. "Talk to you tomorrow," she mumbles. As soon as the door is closed, Wyatt drives off. She doesn't even reach the sidewalk before he turns the corner.

Maybe she should've told Wyatt about her thing with Luke. She just didn't think it would be a huge thing like it is right now.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

Tomorrow comes and goes. So does the next day. She doesn't hear from him.

The Stars recover from their loss to New Jersey in a 4-1 win against the Kings. Wyatt nets another goal and she cheers for him from her apartment. They have a much better game as a team so whatever DeBoer said to them after the loss the other day worked.

She sends a quick text to Wyatt

to: wy ♡ - 10:03 pm congrats on your goal. my favorite leading goal scorer <33

from: wy ♡ - 10:10 pm thanks

to: wy ♡ - 10:12 pm can we talk? come over?

from: wy ♡ - 10:15 pm not tonight. exhausted. talk to you in the morning

to: wy ♡ - 10:16 pm you said that the other day and i haven't heard from you

from: wy ♡ - 10:20 pm goodnight

With a frown and tears in her eyes, she calls Sarah since she probably knows why Wyatt won't talk to her. She picks up after a few rings.

"Hey, did you see the win?" Sarah asks her when she picks up.

"Yeah," she breathes out. "Has Wyatt said anything to you? Or have you heard anything about what happened between him and Luke?" Sarah is quiet for a second. "Sarah, please. He won't talk to me."

There's a sigh before shed says, "Luke used your little fling as a mind trick. He threw it in Wyatt's face. He's mad at Luke for using you to chirp him and he's even angrier at you for not telling him about it. He thinks you kept it from him because you wanted to hide it from him."

"I wasn't trying to keep it a secret from him," she admits as the tears roll down her cheeks. "I didn't think he'd care. Obviously he does."

"I think if he was going to know, he would've wanted to hear it from you and not Luke Hughes," Sarah tells her. "Has he talked to you at all?"

She shakes her head and dries her own tears. "Not really," she says. Her voice is shaky. "I texted him for a bit after the game but he just shut me down. Told me he'd talk to me in the morning, but he said that the other day too and I didn't hear from him until tonight."

There's a moment of silence and she bites her bottom lip. "Okay, I'll get Joe to talk to him," she explains. "Maybe Tyler can get involved too because I know Wyatt look up to him too. Sound good?"

"Yeah," she breathes out. "Thank you."

"You okay, honey?" Sarah asks her. "You sound like you're upset."

"I mean, aside from my boyfriend ignoring me instead of talking to me so I can explain myself, I'm doing great," she says. "I just want him to know that I never meant to hide this from him. It was such a small, unimportant moment in my life. He's acting like I went out with Luke for years when we never labeled anything and basically hooked up for three months."

Sarah sighs. "I know," she replies. "It's Wyatt. He can only ignore you for so long. I'll get Joe to talk to him though, okay?"

"Thank you, Sarah," she sighs. "I'm going to head to sleep."

"Goodnight."

She hangs up the phone after saying her own goodnight. She puts the phone on the table beside her since she's laying in bed and curls up under the blankets.

Hopefully Sarah keeps her promise because she can't do this anymore and it's only been two days.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

[ Wyatt's POV ]

Hockey has suddenly become a distraction for him. He throws himself completely into hockey after the game against the Devils. He doesn't talk to his girlfriend because he's so upset and angry with her.

He doesn't care that she had a fling with Luke Hughes. It's the fact that she never told him and had to hear it from Luke himself and not his girlfriend. He used it against him in a game and it threw him off.

Wyatt walks into the Stars' practice facility the day after they win against the Kings. He actually looks forward to practice right now. He's having a great sophomore year and doesn't want to have it to go to shit because he's having relationship issues.

When he walks into locker room, he’s barely able to put his things down when Pavs and Seggy approach him. He looks between them. “Uh, good morning?” he questions. “Why do the two of you look like you’re on a mission?”

Joe looks over at Tyler then back at Wyatt. “Sarah talked to me after we got back from the game last night,” Pavs begins. “Your girlfriend called her after the game in tears because you haven’t been talking to her?”

“I don’t feel like listening to what she has to say,” Wyatt sighs. “She’s just going to defend herself and whatever she had with Luke. She’s going to tell me that she was going to tell me or something. I don’t want to hear that right now.”

His teammates share a look. “She has her reasons for not telling you, Wyatt,” Tyler says. “Whatever they are, you need to hear her out. Not ignore her. Trust me when I say that ignoring something doesn’t end well. Ignoring an issue makes it so much worse.”

He starts putting his gear on. “I can’t do it right now,” he tries to tell them again. “I have other things to work on. I have hockey I need to focus on. Accomplishments to still achieve.”

“You won’t have anyone to celebrate your accomplishments with if you keep acting this way,” Joe tells him. “She’s been there for you since you stepped foot in this league last season. Don’t push her away now because you decided you didn’t want to hear her out. There is probably a reason she didn’t tell you and she has a right to explain herself.”

“This is coming from us, Wyatt,” Tyler chimes in. “We’ve been in this position. More than once so you should at least consider listening to us. Don’t ignore her, okay?” He nods in reply as he pulls on his practice jersey. “Go talk to her when you get done. Don’t lose someone you love over something as stupid as this.”

They walk away and Wyatt sits in his stall.

He knows they’re right. They’re so right, and he should probably listen to them. Pavs and Seggy know what they are talking about when it comes to relationships since they’re both married now.

Wyatt puts on his helmet and makes sure it’s on tight to make sure that Joe or Tyler don’t shoot a puck at his head to put some sense into him. They wouldn’t do it very hard but just to be on the safe side.

It’s probably the worst practice of his life. He’s distracted by the fact that it’s been three days since he had a proper conversation with her.

He’s going crazy without talking to her. He truly misses her. He misses their stupid conversations. He misses her ways of getting his mind off hockey.

He really is an idiot.

Just because he knows there are a few days between now and the next game, Wyatt skates up to DeBoer and asks if he can leave because he “doesn’t feel good” and “doesn’t want to push himself”. His coach lets him go and he leave the ice.

There will probably be a bunch of reports later saying he left the ice early but he doesn’t care. All he cares about is getting to his girlfriend and talking to her.

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[ reader’s POV ]

Her phone goes off with a notification while she’s in the living room catching up on Vanderpump Rules. It’s a notification from Twitter that says that Wyatt left the ice early because he’s “under the weather”. She frowns and goes to text him. A knock on her door stops her in her tracks.

Confused, she goes and opens the door. She’s surprised to see Wyatt on the other side. “I thought you were sick? I saw a thing on Twitter that said you left practice,” she comments.

“I’m not sick,” he replies. “I just said that to Coach so he would let me go. I wanted to come apologize for being an idiot.”

She sighs and turns to walk back into the apartment. “It only took you three days to grow up and come talk to me about whatever was bothering you,” she says. She takes a seat on the couch and Wyatt is right on her heels.

“All I want to say right now is that I’m not mad that you had a thing with Luke,” Wyatt tells her as he sits beside her. “I don’t care about that. I care about the fact that you kept it from me then he uses it to get in my head. It worked because I didn’t know it happened and what he said really messed with my head.”

“What did he say to you?” she asks. Wyatt pauses. He looks almost hesitant to tell her. “Wyatt.”

He runs his fingers through his hair. “He called you a lot of names,” he explains. “He said you were a slut, a whore and called you a bunch of other names. He said that you were a ‘good fuck’ when you went to Michigan with him and his brothers. It got under my skin because you’re not any of those things. I know you’re not any of those things but I let what he said about you get into my head and mess with me. I love you and it’s because I love you that I let it get to me.”

Her eyes widen when Wyatt finally tells her what Luke said to him. “I should’ve told you,” she tells him. “Maybe it wouldn’t have affected you if you had known. It was a summer fling. Then I met you and fell in love with you. I didn’t tell you because it was such an insignificant thing in my life.”

He grabs her hands and holds them in his lap. “I would’ve liked a little heads up but you have your reasons for not telling me,” Wyatt replies. “I don’t need to know about all your past relationships if you don’t want to tell me and you don’t need to know all of mine. I would’ve liked to know that a six-foot-two defenseman might try to fight me.”

She smiles and shakes her head. “A six-foot-two defenseman might try to fight you,” she says.

Wyatt laughs and pushes her away gently. “I can’t stand you.”

“So, who talked to you?” she questions. “You definitely would have kept ignoring me if someone didn’t.”

“Pavs,” he admits. “Seggy.”

She laughs. “You took advice from Tyler Seguin?” she asks. “I can’t believe it.”

“If he wasn’t married, I wouldn’t have,” Wyatt laughs. “I absolutely would have listened to Pavs though no matter what.”

His phone goes off with a text. She raises her eyebrows as he looks at it. “Who is that?”

“Seguin asking me why I left practice an hour early,” he replies. “Also asking me how talking to you is going since he knows I’m not actually sick.”

She rolls her eyes and says, “He does care.”

Wyatt laughs and puts his phone away. “Sometimes,” he replies as he turns his attention to her. “I am sorry for just ignoring you. I mean that with my entire being.”

“I know, Wy,” she says. “I’m sorry for not telling you about Luke. I should’ve given you a heads up. I just didn’t think it would matter.”

“It doesn’t matter,” he replies. “He’s an ass for saying all those things about you. I’ll have to get him back.”

“Please don’t.”

“We’ll see.”

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next chapter notes ) your bitch is back with a trevor au and this time it’s gonna be irl + smau because i was fucking STRUGGLING with feather.. and also i’m thinking of the nickname being lacey because i think it’s just so cute and also i got a whole backstory and all… 😈 but regarding ilia malinin and all of my favorite dallas stars.. yall might have to know some stars and figure skating lore for this one but i don’t really think it’s gonna affect the plot of the story or the story itself (you just might not know who anyone is 😭😭) as always if you wanna be tagged, just comment or dm me!!

[nattinatalia]

URBAN WYATT X HARLOW SIS : STUDIO TIME

A/N : My timelines are all over the place with this universe so just enjoy. Also, this is where Jack and Clay find out they’re dating 🙊 A huge shoutout to my bestie westie @harlowcomehome for helping me with this.!!!!!!

⚠️ Warning : SMUT AHEAD 18+ ONLY!

“No, no, no.” Jack groans.

“Y/N act right and stop making moaning sounds.” Clay shutters, rolling his eyes.

“I’m not a singer so I don’t know what you want me to do.” You tell them, sitting down on the chair they had inside the booth.

When your brothers invited you to spend the day with them, you didn’t know it would be in the studio or that they would ask you to try to sing a verse to one of Jack’s new songs.

“You’re not supposed to sing, just read it off normal.”

You raise your eyebrows immediately, “Then why does Jack always does that annoying deep voice?”

“I DO NOT.”

Clay laughs, “I’m sorry bro, but she got you there because you do.”

He rolls his eyes. “Whatever, just do the damn verse.”

The door to the studio opens and once you see who it is, you start getting warm all over your body.

“Urb, please help me with her.” Jack exclaims dramatically.

“What did she do now?”

You gasp and face Urban. “Excuse me? I’m not that bad.”

He smirks “Sorry, little one, but you are.”

“Stop calling me little one.” You mumble out, looking down at the piece of paper Jack had handed you.

“Why do you want me to sing this verse anyway? Don’t you have a bunch of little side chicks who would love to be in your little album?”

Jack rolls his eyes, “Clay helps me with the beats, you help me with the chorus. I thought it would be a cool sibling thing to do. But if you don’t want to, you can leave.”

“She wants to do it. She’s just nervous.” Urban speaks up. “Why don’t you two go get some fresh air and I’ll stay here with her.”

“Leave you two alone?.” Clay chuckles. “So you two can kill each other? No thanks.”

“We’re two grown adults, we can put our childhood rivalry aside.” Urban shrugs, taking a sip of his water.

“Okay, fine. I need a little distraction.” Jack says, he grabs his keys and phone. “You know what button to push to record right?”

“Yes.”

“Alright, we’ll be back.”

“Take your time.” You yell out.

Both your brothers walk out the door, but not without giving a double look at both Urban and you.

You quickly take off the headphones you were wearing and stand up.

“Soo.” Urban starts, walking into the little space of the booth. “Need a little distraction?”

You smile, “Get over here and kiss me.”

Urban held his finger up to his lips to shush you, worried your brothers would overhear.

“They can’t hear us over their own thoughts” You rolled your eyes as Urban walked toward you.

He starts placing soft wet kisses against your neck and collarbone, you closed your eyes as you moaned into his ear. The smell of weed and cologne filling the air, only made you want him more.

“Babe, they’re outside” you breathed against him.

“Then we better make it quick” he whispered before grabbing you by the waist and placing you against the soundboard.

Your skirt made it easy for him, using his warm hand to spread your legs.

“Urb- be careful. Jack will kill us if we-“

“Don’t mention your brother when I’m face to face with your vagina” Urban groaned before letting out a soft laugh.

The palms of your hands rested against the soundboard as you threw your head back. Urban took his time against your folds, flicking his tongue quickly against you as your legs trembled.

“Holy fuck- I can’t. I can’t. I need you” you started to babble.

Urban didn’t wait, taking that as his signal. He crawled on top of you, as best as he could without putting his weight on anything.

“There!” You pointed to the studio couch, not wanting to wait another minute.

Urban picked you up, slapping your butt before moving to the couch. He dug in his pockets for a condom, ripping the edge of the wrapper with his teeth before hurriedly sliding it on.

You both let out a moan louder than intended as you took his length.

“We have to be fast” you moaned between thrusts.

“Don’t worry, I will be” he laughed as your moans only grew louder. He knew that you weren’t able to control your noise level, something he loved about you.

It only took a few minutes before you panicked, pulling Urban by the hair to kiss you. Your muffled moans escaped inside his mouth as the two of you orgasmed one after the other.

***************

After your little distraction, you and Urban actually decided on working on the chorus your brother wanted you to do.

You were both laughing about something random, when your brothers walked in.

“Well I’m surprised both of you are still alive.” Clay says.

You shrug, “We don’t actually hate each other you know that right?”

Jack rolls his eyes, “Yeah we know, you two share some sibling love.”

You start to cough, “Hmm not really.” You say between coughs, trying to play it off that you got disgusted by your brother's comment.

“Anyway.” Urban starts. “She was able to do the verse. It’s all recorded so you can listen to it.” He says as he sits down next to you on the couch that was across the room.

Clay and Jack make their way to the table where all the different buttons are. What are they for? You had no idea that’s why you didn’t dare mess with their stuff.

“Alright, let’s hear what you got.”

“Don’t mention your brother when I’m face to face with your vagina” Urban groaned before letting out a soft laugh.

“Urb- be careful. Jack will kill us if we-“

“Holy fuck- I can’t. I can’t. I need you” you started to babble.

“WHAT THE FUCK?” Both Clay and Jack yell.

Urban and you immediately stand up, you run towards your brothers and start pushing random buttons so the recording could stop playing against the speakers.

You turn around to face your brothers, face red with embarrassment. “I-I can explain that.”

“Explain what? That you made a porno with my best friend?” Jack yells.

“Don’t be dramatic, we didn’t do it on purpose.” You tell him.

“OKAY SO EXPLAIN TO US WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?”

“Dude, relax so we can talk about thi-“

“Do not tell me to relax when I just heard my best friend and little sister having sex.” Jack yells.

“Technically, we weren’t having sex yet, he was just-“

“Y/N.” Clay yells.

“Babe.” Urban says, shaking his head.

“BABE? WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN BABE?” Jack starts getting red on the face.

Clay glares at Urban, “Are you two together, together? Or what the hell is going on?”

You nod, “We’re together.”

“Since when?” Jack snaps.

Urban starts scratching at his neck with nerves, but answers anyway, “Her birthday party.”

“We went official after my birthday party.” You shrug.

“Which one? The LA one or the one mom threw?”

“Does it matter? They’ve been dating for months and hid it from everyone. What is mom going to say?” Jack asks, he does a double take, “Mom knows doesn’t she?”

“She has her suspicions, but I haven’t confirmed anything yet.”

Jack shakes his head, glaring at both Urban and you. “YOU TWO KEPT THIS FROM ME. MY BEST FRIEND AND MY LITTLE SISTER, HOW DO YOU THINK THAT MAKES ME FEEL?”

“Dude I know it feels shitty finding out the way that you did. I wanted to tell you sooner but your sister-“ You elbow Urban in the ribs

It’s your turn to glare at your boyfriend, “Yes me, I didn’t want to tell my two annoyingly over protective brothers that I was dating one of their friends. I knew how you were gonna react so I wanted time to see where it’ll go and see if there was a way to smoothly tell you about it.”

“This shit is so fucked up, what we heard, no sibling should ever hear that. You two going at it in my work space.” Jack shakes his head in disgust.

“Y/N” Clay starts. “Go home.”

You furrow your eyebrows, “Don’t tell me what to do Clayborn. Let me explain-“

Jack scoffs, “I don’t want to hear a word from you, if anything Urb can speak for you. But you’re my sister, you knew from the start that my friends were off limits and you crossed that line anyway.”

“Your rule was a stupid rule and you did it only because you noticed I had a crush on him since middle school.” You roll your eyes.

“Can you just leave please? Can you do that?”

“Jackman-“ you start

Urban grabs a hold of your hand. “Babe, let’s just go.”

Jack chuckles, shaking his head, glaring at our hands intertwined together. “She can go, we need to work.”

You roll your eyes, “Okay. I’ll see you guys tomorrow for the show.”

Jack stands up, “No you won’t, I don’t want you coming anymore.”

It’s Urban’s turn to glare at Jack, “Dude come on.”

“She knew what she was doing. I told her plenty of times not to cross that line and she did it anyway. I’m pissed, I have every right to be.” He snaps.

“Just so you know, I didn’t do it to spite you.” You sigh before continuing.

“I tried really fucking hard to follow your idiotic rule, to stay away from him. I fucking moved away from home because I couldn’t handle not being with him the way I wanted to be. I thought with time and with you being an adult, you’d realize it was childish to begin with but I was wrong. You’ll always fault me for loving him and that’s too bad because I know deep down, I’ll never stop and you’ll never be okay with it and I guess I have to live with that.”

Urban turns your way to look at you, “Baby.” He says it so sympathetic, and you know just then how really down you were for him.

You shake your head. “Stay, do what you have to do here and I’ll see you later.” You squeeze his hand before letting it go and walking out the room without any other word.

Urban sighs and looks at Jack and Clay. “I crossed a line, I know that.” He continues. “But it’s also unfair that you knew of our feelings for each other and your solution was to say we were off limits.”

“You’re my best friend.” Jack scoffs.

“And she’s your sister.” Urban exclaims.

“Is she though?” Jack shrugs. “If she would be my blood sister, she wouldn’t have betrayed me like that.”

“Jack.” Clay warns.

Urban immediately starts getting annoyed. “That’s fucked up what you’re even trying to say.”

Jack shrugs, “I’m pissed off, I’m allowed to say what I want.”

“Not when shit like that can hurt her.”

“Can we just get back to work?” Jack asks.

“What do you need me here for? Because the last thing I want is to be here while you talk down about my girlfriend.” Urban snaps.

Clay sighs, “Go check up on her, I got it down here.”

“No-“ Jack starts but gets cut off by the glare Clay throws at him. “Fine, go.”

Urban starts walking towards the door but stops halfway to look at his best friend. “Like she said, we tried really hard not to act out on our feelings. You were always her first concern, even if it meant hurting me in the process. That girl, your sister, man she’s it for me and I know you won’t believe me because of my past, but what she said, made me realize that Y/N and I? We’re endgame and it’ll be disappointing if you can’t forgive us and accept it. I love her and I’m not hiding it anymore.”

With those last words, Urban walks out leaving the two brothers alone to think and process everything that just happened.

*************

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[heavyhitterheaux]

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“Smush! Behave! I know you've missed me but wait until later after your show.”

“Why? I want you now.” He answered as his hand now went underneath your shirt once more and undid your bra, setting them free.

“Jackman Thomas!”

“Take them out or I will.” Was all he said as he continued to kiss down your neck and reached underneath your loose bra to roll one of your nipples in between his fingers which earned a small moan from you, but you quickly composed yourself.

“Come on, you know you want my mouth on them. Take your shirt off.” Jack requested and you looked at him in disbelief.

“Baby, Urban is literally right there.” You whispered as you peeked over at him and he was in his own little world not paying either of you any attention.

“And? He's seen you without clothes before so this isn't anything new. He's been up your ass. LITERALLY.”

“I… shut up.” You answered while rolling your eyes and shaking your head at him.

“Babyyyy, come on. You just have to promise to be quiet.”

“If I put my boob in your mouth will YOU be quiet and stop complaining?”

“Obviously. How am I going to be able to talk?”

“I literally cannot believe I married your dumbass sometimes.”

All Jack did was smile at you before leaning down to kiss you once more.

“So, is that a yes?”

“Do it before I change my mind.” Jack rolled his eyes and shook his head at your response.

“I can literally make you cum just from sucking them and I am nowhere near this,” Brushing his fingers along your folds after reaching under your skirt he was met with a surprise.

“And you aren't wearing anything underneath this skirt? The last thing you are about to do is change your mind or want me to stop.” Jack’s breath tickled your ear as he whispered into it before lifting up your shirt over your head and throwing it behind him. He then slipped your bra off your shoulders and down your arms and also threw it behind him except this time it landed on Urban's lap who was thoroughly confused.

“You two CANNOT be serious. I am literally sitting right across from you!” Urban exclaimed to look over and see your bare chest as Jack was rolling one nipple through his fingers while the other was in his mouth.

When he finally separated from you, he turned to look at Urban before smirking.

“Baby girl said she didn't mind if you watched, but since you're here….”

“Urby, come here and put your tongue to good use.”

[i-care-4u]

FIRST LOVE | J.HARLOW

PAIR: JACK HARLOW X READER

REQUESTS ARE CLOSED | MASTERLIST

the first time you’ve met jack was in kindergarten. your kindergarten teacher assigned the spots for your class, and you sat with four other people, one of them being jack.

the earliest memory jack had of you was you and your friend heading to the library. while you liked interacting with the class, you also wanted to experience a bit of the quieter side. you and your friend would open the books and look at the illustrations.

this was the same time when he began wearing an eye patch on his right eye, that way he could strengthen his left eye, he believed.

one time you left to the library, and then jack followed your footsteps by raising his hand to ask the teacher the same thing, “miss, may i go to the library?”

“yes jack, you may go.”

after leaving the classroom, one of the students began whispering to another student, “do you think he likes y/n?”

the other student giggled, and began teasing you two whenever you were together.

at recess, you would sit in the swings and read your newly picked out book. the students would ask you to play with them, but you told them that there are other people who want to play. in other words, you weren’t interested in playing ‘tag’ every single day.

jack walked to the swings, but didn’t say a word to you. he didn’t want to disturb you or take a peek at your book. he knew that you stood out compared to the other classmates. you were sweet towards everyone, and you were one of the only people that didn’t make fun of jack. maybe his classmates were right, he did have a crush on you.

the kids, on the other hand, looked by the swings, and one of them shouted out, “jack likes y/n!”

this would then go on for the rest of elementary, but the teasing between you and jack calmed down by the third grade. you knew jack didn’t see you in that manner as well as the students just joking around. you can admit, however, that he was a cute and funny guy.

-

you guys grew up together throughout middle school, and you noticed that jack looked a lot happier than he was in elementary.

it was the time when jack began having a passion of music, and started creating it using stuff he has at home. his first experience into becoming a rapper was in fifth grade, when he tried to sing “fergalicious” at a talent show, but the song was too explicit to perform.

jack would invite you to his little music sessions and play some guitar hero along. it was interesting to see the process, and by the time he finishes, he would burn about forty copies to give to his classmates.

“i think i’ll sell them for 5 dollars.”

“that’s too pricey for some cheesy songs.”

“4?”

“1.”

“too cheap, y/n. i think i’ll go with 2 dollars each.”

“that’s good.”

-

by the end of middle school though, things began to change for you. your parents got a new job, and unfortunately, you had to move to another place. it was unexpected news for you, never telling your friends until later on.

it was upsetting, believing that your high school experience was ruined before stepping a foot inside. but in the bright side though, you had a fresh start in your new place.

jack began to notice your absence during his high school years, but never questioned it until he brought it up in a conversation with his friends.

“hey, what happened to y/n?”

“y/n l/n?” your name was the first thing that came to his friend’s mind.

“yeah. i haven’t seen her since middle school ended.”

“she probably moved to another place, jackman.”

“moved?!” he exclaimed. jack began to picture all of his memories that he had with you. after hearing this, all of his memories began to feel more like dreams and it shattered jack that he might not ever see you again.

-

it’s been ten years since you moved from louisville to [your place]. one day you were bored, and decided to drive to louisville, where you spent most of your childhood.

it took a few hours to drive there and you felt the excitement the moment you read the sign that said ‘welcome to louisville.’

“it’s been a while…” you to mumbled to yourself. you began driving to the area you grew up in, seeing the newly changes that they have in the city. you used the maps app to start heading to the neighborhood you once lived in.

you still couldn’t believe it was a decade since you left the city. it was a huge change for you, now having to start a different high school with new people. it was hard to adjust at first, but people eventually began making talk with you.

you turned off your car, and made sure your car was locked before getting out. you began walking to the neighborhood, seeing the homes and their decorations that they add in their garden and porch.

as you were walking, you saw a man walking towards the same direction as you.

he stood there for a few seconds in order to examine you. “y/n?” the man wondered if it was you.

you had that developed, yet youthful look on your face, and it was quite recognizable for everyone. you flinched, but you then turned around to see the guy.

it was possible that you knew him from school in the past, but you couldn’t put a name on his face.

“do i know you?” you paused to look at his face. he has curly hair, a freshly cut beard, and those blue eyes. he looked familiar until you finally remembered, “wait! you’re jack, right?”

“that’s me.”

“oh my goodness, jack, you scared the fuck out of me!”

“my fault.”

“it’s fine, i just never thought that i’d see you again. it’s been what, ten years?”

“ten fucking years…”

the last time you saw him, he had a very dorky look and had that high pitched voice. you were in shock when you saw how he looks like now.

he pursued his dreams into becoming a rapper and it worked successfully, and that was one thing that didn’t change about jack. another thing that didn’t change was that he still kept the same charm from the prior years.

you asked the typical question that people ask once reunited, “so what are you up to?”

jack gave you a look, and you didn’t blame him, to be fair. you left without saying goodbye or anything. “no, what are you up to?”

“i wanted to drive around louisville, and i honestly miss it here,” you explained. “what about you?”

“just passing by before tour starts.”

you raised a brow, confused on what he meant by ‘tour.’

“tour?”

“a world tour, i’m performing in several countries.”

your eyes widen and gasped, “that’s so amazing jack, you really made it this far!”

“thank you, i couldn’t make it without your support.”

you tilted your head and pouted at him, “really?”

jack smiled, “yeah, really.”

-

you two walked to the park nearby the neighborhood. the park was bigger than you remembered, but that’s because they now added a tennis court and a kiosk.

you and jack sat in a picnic table near the trees, where you began to catch up with each other’s lives. jack put on his sunglasses, as he felt that it was a little too bright today.

with a hand covering your mouth, you laughed at jack, “you’re so dramatic jack.”

jack shrugged, “what can i say? i’ve always been serving it girl.”

you couldn’t take him seriously and continued laughing, “it’s only like 71 degrees, be serious.”

“fine, fine,” jack took off his sunglasses to reveal his blue eyes that you’ve always loved and remembered.

“how lovely you look today,” you sighed.

jack misunderstood what you told him, “i look lonely? i am literally with you!”

you clarified, “lovely, dumbass.”

he awkwardly exclaimed. you were having a fun time within the first minutes with him at the park, laughing at the little things you guys do. it took you back to more than a decade ago, when he would rap about household items to you.

-

there was no one in the park, but you two. you felt at peace alongside jack, just like old times.

the sun was setting, and you started to feel the breeze outside. jack sat next to you to make you feel comfortable, and you rest your head onto his shoulder.

“it feels nice out here,” you tilted your head to look at jack.

“you should visit here more often, you would love it.”

you softly laughed, “like what, singing me about the smell of febreeze?”

“you still remember that?”

“i thought that was the funniest thing you ever did.”

“i have plenty of other songs on my catalog,” he turned on his phone to show you a specific song, “in fact, i wrote this song about you.”

the title track was named after you. you weren’t as active on social media, so you weren’t aware of the music he releases. when the song started playing, you looked at him with fulfillment. you could tell that he dedicated some time in order to write these thoughtful lyrics about you, and the production was well-made.

as soon as the song finished playing, you turned around to see jack. you almost went to tears of joy, not expecting someone like jack to give you such a gift, “this is the nicest thing someone did for me in a long time…”

“all this time i thought i’d never see you again. you’re the person i spent most of my time with back then, and i want that again. you don’t know how much you mean to me and my career. y/n, i want to make things official with you.”

“jack…” you reached in for a kiss and jack leaned in to return the favor. you took your hand and placed it on his cheek, feeling a bit of his soft skin.

“and all of that for me?”

jack replied, “for you.”

you had never thought that you’d be kissing jack and date ten years later. until today, you realized that you hit the lottery with him, considering his large fan base. to jack though, it was love at first sight.

[bedsyandco]

꒰ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 ꒱ — wyatt johnston x hughes!sister

꒰ 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬 ꒱ — in which its wag jacket season and a surprise relationship gets hard launched

꒰ 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 ꒱ — i don’t really know how or when this happened. it was just in the drafts so… enjoy what im guessing is one of my 3AM impulse fics

ynhughes

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ynhughes: playoff season looking a little different this year💚

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wyattjohnston: green is your colour baby💚😍

ynhughes: ❤️😚

quinnhughes: you know who else is on the playoffs? your oldest brother. who’s always supported you😒

ynhughes: which is how I know you’re okay with me being in Dallas for the first round😌 I already have my tickets booked to come see you Q😚

jackhughes: oldest sibling syndrome😬

user62: anyone else think she went to Dallas' first round because Vancouver has a better chance to move on to round 2

user32: definitely. that way she can watch both her boys play

user14: can't say I saw this one coming 🫠

user59: no same. this is such a random couple but they're super cute

trevorzegras: someone got dicked down in Dallas🤪

lukehughes: NUH UH STOP✋

jackhughes: absolutely not

jasonrobertson: cute

colecaufield: did someone say HARD LAUNCH 🚀

alextrucotte: the gc heard about it first 😌

trevorzegras: you guys have a gc?? without me?? blasphemous 🤨😧

ynhughes: love you Z 😕 I like talking to you one-on-one more

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[sinsandsuccubus]

Batter Up - Urban Wyatt

Context: There’s something about Urban in short shorts that does something to you….

Genre: smut

Word Count: 1.3k+

Pairings: Urban Wyatt x GF!Fem!Reader

Warnings: 18+! Sexual activity.

a/n: yall…. YALL. I just got in from a party as I’m writing this and I go on insta to find Urban playing kickball? In short shorts? Almost getting a grand slam? Now I need to take another shower. And so will you.

Also, sorry for any typos. I did read this over, but ya know, I'm kind of hornknee from Urban

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Please DO NOT ENGAGE if not older stated age. Reader’s discretion is advised. I am not responsible if YOU CHOOSE to continue.

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Masterlist ☽☾

It was the annual Homies Kickball Tournament, which was not only a way of gathering those local in Louisville, but to raise charity. When Urban asked you to participate, you were hesitant, wondering what people would think about Urban’s girl on the team. Yet, none of your friends were worried about it, and honestly, you were past giving a fuck about other people’s opinions on your relationship with Urban. The trick that tipped it over though, was Urban’s uniform.

The shorts he wore?

You wanted to pull his pants down right there and-

Yeah.

You were currently out on the field, getting yourself ready for the round, as you were up next to kick after Urban. Jack had gone, the bases becoming loaded, as it was now Urban’s turn, you giving Urban a firm pat on the ass. He yelped and jumped in response, rubbing his ass from the slap.

“You got this babe!” You cheered on, smiling at your boyfriend.

You watched as the ball rolled towards him, and Urban took careful steps, punting the ball far across the field.

Well fuck. That was hot.

You stood in shock as the players ran across the base, Jack being the last to hit the home plate. That left Urban out on the field, particularly on second base. You looked at him in the distance, hand over your eyes to shield yourself from the sun.

“You got this! Bring me home!” You heard him shout, seeing the thumbs up you gave him.

Oh, you were about to bring him home alright.

As the ball rolled towards you, you being last to kick before halftime, you concentrated, thinking about nothing else but both you and Urban reaching home plate so you could give him sloppy toppy in the bathroom.

You mean, his present for being such a good sport.

You kicked the ball, hard, sending the ball flying across the field, far enough out to where you and Urban could both make it home safely.

You took off running, clearing the bases as you went, before heading for home plate. However, you noticed the ball being thrown to the third basemen, and him making the move to come after you. You picked up your speed, turning your head slightly to see the ball being thrown at your back. You quickly spun out of its direction, it flying past the person at home base, the crowd cheering you on. You ran across the base, Urban there to scoop you up as the team jumped for joy.

“That’s my girl!” Urban said as he put you down, to which you pulled him down by the collar of his shirt down for a kiss, the crowd “awwing” at the two of you.

“Gross guys, get a room!” You heard Jack yell, not paying him any attention as you moved your mouth to Urban’s ear.

“Meet me in the bathroom.” You quickly jogged off, scooping up an empty Gatorade water bottle off the floor, running back inside the stadium to make it appear you were going to fill it up before the next two rounds.

Yeah, you were. Totally.

Urban quickly found you in the bathroom, to which you pulled him close, kissing him immediately and locking the door behind you, his lips soft on yours.

“Mm, baby. Baby. Babe. Slow down, what’s this all about?” He spoke, pulling away from you.

“You! Being hot, in those sexy ass shorts, kicking that ball all sexy. It just made me… fuck- really fucking horny.” You spoke rushed, Urban quickly washing his hands before you guiding him to the bottom of your shorts, pushing them and your panties aside to reveal your drenched pussy.

“Damn baby, you’re really this turned on?”

“Urban… you have no clue what you do to me.” You spoke softly, looking up at him with lustful eyes.

“Well, I’ll have you know,” He paused, bringing your hands towards his shorts, his dick pressing hard into your palms.

“That I’m so fucking hard for you right now. Seeing you run across those bases to home plate, your tits bouncing, perfect ass,” he grabbed your ass and pulled you close, bringing one of your legs to rest on his hip. “This fucking ass. God Y/N, that shit was so hot.”

“Well, it seems that we both have a problem, don’t we?”

“Yup. We should probably solve this problem before the game starts up again, right?” Urban asked, raising an eyebrow and stroking his chin.

“Absolutely. I’ll start.” You quickly washed and dried your hands before pulling Urban’s shorts down, his hard dick springing free, precum leaking from the tip. You licked the droplets up onto your tongue, sighing at the taste.

“Y/N, don’t tease me like that.”

“Sorry babe. Let me make this quick, we do have a game to finish.” You swiftly took Urban down your throat, him moaning loud as you took him to the base of his cock, moaning to send vibrations up his shaft.

“Fuck Y/N, goddamn.”

You kept going, jerking him off while sucking him at the same time, the hand job becoming sloppy. Then, you took his dick all the way down your throat again, flexing your tongue so that it curved to his dick, making a suction almost. You played with his balls, massaging them with the saliva that had trailed down from your blowjob.

“Fuck baby, your mouth feels so good.”

You kept going, determined to make Urban cum down your throat. You wanted it so so badly.

However, that was cut short when he pulled you up by your throat, bending you over the counter of the bathroom sink.

“I need to fuck you right now.” Urban pulled your shorts and panties down swiftly, eyeing your wet pussy.

“Spread it for me.” He spoke, spitting on his hand as he jerked himself off, though he was pretty wet enough. You spread your lips, hearing a “fuck” from Urban.

Before you knew it, he had thrust inside you, working at a fast pace from the start.

“Ohmygod. Ohmygod, fuck, Urban please.” You moaned, folding your body over the cool countertop, the coldness feeling good against your torso.

Urban jerked your head up by your throat, moving his one hand to remain on your neck while the other smacked your ass, shortly thereafter moving to your hip. He pounded you into the counter, you not taking notice of how good he was making you feel.

“Look at me when I’m fucking you, you understand?” He squeezed your throat, you letting out a choked gasp, nodding at him while you looked at him in the mirror. He slapped your ass, making you moan some more.

“Use your words.”

“Yes Urban, ohmygod, yes, I’ll keep looking. God, yes.” You managed to get out, moaning and stumbling on your words. The hand from your throat moved to your clit, Urban rubbing light but firm circles on the sensitive bud.

“Fuck, Urban, you’re gonna make me cum.”

“Cum for me. Cum for me Y/N, cum on this dick.”

You yelped, coming down hard on Urban, your whole body shaking with satisfaction. However, Urban kept at it, chasing his own high.

“Fuck, baby, Y/N, shit. Where do you want it? Tell me now before I cum.”

“In my mouth please, fuck. In my mouth.” You spazzed around him again, him quickly pulling out of you as you dropped to your knees, shaking from your second orgasm as he shot his load into your mouth. You licked up anything that didn’t make it, cleaning your lips of the rest of his cum.

“Fuck Y/N, that was so hot.”

“You’re fucking hot babe.” You spoke, him helping you get up from the floor steadily, your body still shaking. You both fixed yourselves before you heard a knock on the door.

“Come on now y’all! I gotta fucking piss and y’all in there fuckin. I hope you cleaned up after yourselves, Jesus.”

[whoreforharlow]

RBF

Author's Note: My first fic for Urban 🥹 So excited to share it with you all! Also, RBF stands for Resting Bitch Face 😑

"You're not funny, Urban," you kept a blank expression on your face, not looking up from your phone. Anyone would think by your tone and demeanor that you were being serious, but Urban could see right past your exterior.

"You're right... I'm hilarious," he teased, his forefinger coming up to poke your cheek, making you swat him away from you.

"Ew, keep those dirty sausages away from me! I don't even wanna know which instabitch they were last in this time." You sneered with disgust, giving him a quick side eye.

"Well, let me see," he took a long, exaggerated inhale of his first two fingers, his chest puffing out before exhaling dramatically, "smells like Amara," he takes another whiff for good measure, "yep, definitely her. Maybe I should call her." He thinks out loud to himself, smirking as he takes in your soured expression.

"You're such a pig, Urban, oh my god." You huff at him in disgust, unbuckling your belt and scooting past him.

"C'mon y/n, where ya goin'? I was only playing!" He could barely get the words out as he chuckled as loudly as the other guys on the jet. You found your new seat settled across from Neelam, who gave you a small smile in greeting before returning to type away at her laptop. You heard him calling you to come back to where he and the others were sitting, but you flipped him off with a dirty look and put on your headphones.

You felt a pang of hurt and jealousy in your chest at the thought of Urban sleeping with a woman that wasn't you, but you quickly pushed those feelings away. He was your friend—that's it, that's all, and that's all it'll ever be. He made that clear to you back in middle school when he was the first man to ever break your heart.

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You two had the same homeroom, study hall, and lunch together. You always thought he was cute and funny, with his crazy sense of style and inappropriate jokes. You were always reserved and quiet so he made a point to come over and bother you, trying to get you to smile and laugh, making it a personal goal of his every time he saw you. Whether it was just a corny knock knock joke, or a jump-scare at your locker that would make you push him away, or him poking your side knowing you were ticklish—whatever he did, it would always earn him an eye roll but he could see the small, shy smile you would try to suppress.

You two had become friends throughout the school year and into the summer. You had opened up a lot more as you became more and more comfortable with him. He'd take you to get frozen yogurt on hot summer days, watch the latest movies on their opening night, and have all nighters binge watching a different series at his house on the weekends. You couldn't help the crush that you started to form on him, with his pretty blue eyes and blond curls, and lips that made you wonder what it would be like to kiss them. Those early teenage hormones making you feel things you had never really felt before.

It wasn't until he invited you to come hang out with him and his friends one day. For the year that you had known Urban, all of your interactions were just the two of you, Urban knowing that you didn't really like being around too many people. This day he had made plans with you, but forgot he had promised to meet up with his friends too. He thought there wouldn't be a reason to cancel on either plan, but instead just invite you along. You were hesitant about it at first, but you decided spending time with your crush would be worth any anxiety you were feeling, plus, you trusted Urban.

He came to pick you up from your house, the two of you walking through your neighborhood a few blocks until you found yourself at his friend's house. The two of you entered, greeting what you assumed was his friend's mom, before going down to the basement where there were about a dozen other people. You recognize some of them from your middle school and gave them a small wave. You weren't the most social person, and when you were anxious you protected yourself by putting on the very best RBF you could muster. Urban kept an arm around your shoulder as he introduced you to the group, and if you weren't so anxious you would have blushed. Your face stayed passive, as you took a seat next to Urban on the couch, giving off a cold, "I really don't want to be here" vibe.

He tried to get you to engage with everyone, trying to get you to loosen up, but you just brushed him off. Every time someone tried to interact with you, you were short and clipped with them, throwing off the energy of the whole kickback. Eventually, Urban excused the both of you, saying he'll catch back up with everyone later. He grabbed your arm, all but angrily pulling you out of there and out to the street. He pulled you away from the house, stopping on the corner before turning to ask you what your problem was and why you were being a bitch to his friends. You scuffed at the insult, taken aback by his harsh tone, and you clammed up.

"Don't call me a bitch, you-you jerk!"

"Well that's how you were acting! They were trying to be nice and you were being so rude!" He defended. "You were acting like you wanted to be literally anywhere else!"

"Well, maybe that's because I wanted to literally be anywhere else but there! We were supposed to hang out, Urby, just us." Your voice got quieter as you said that last part, unable to meet his gaze, feeling shy.

"I know, but I thought that maybe we could hang out with my friends for once. You've never even met them and you just judged them." His voice was calmer now.

"I wasn't judging them!" You insisted.

"You just sat there with your arms crossed like you were better than everyone, y/n. Any game they tried to get you to play, you just turned your nose up at it." Maybe you hadn't realized just how cold you were being, but it was a defense mechanism and you couldn't help it.

"I didn't mean to, Urby. I'm sorry." You looked down at your scuffed up converse sneakers, feeling an unfamiliar ache deep in your chest.

"I don't think I can be friends with someone who doesn't like my friends." He said to you softly.

"B-but, I'm your friend too, Urban!" You whimpered, your heart breaking. You had never gone through a break up before, neither platonic or romantic.

"Yeah, but I've known them longer and they all get along with each other." His adolescent reasoning made sense to you both at the time, but it didn't make it hurt any less.

"I still want us to be friends, Urby." You grabbed his hand gently, but he pulled it away from yours.

"I don't think it's a good idea, y/n. Why don't you go home, I'll watch you from here." He left no room for discussion. You turned on your heel and started walking down the street towards your house, silent tears dropping to the concrete beneath your feet, leaving a trail telling of your heartbreak. He kept his word, watching you walk down until you reached your front steps, taking one last look at your curly haired first love.

The two of you kept your distance from then on, seeing each other occasionally throughout your highschool years in the halls and sometimes in the streets. A lot of time went by for you two, both of you coming into yourselves. You came out of your shell, slowly but surely as you grew older, finding a small group of other ex-loners to befriend. Urban maintained his same group of friends from middle school, give or take a few new faces, but he was the same. You'd occasionally say hi to each other, remaining cordial, but not necessarily friendly. Over the next four years you heard of him and his friends' reputations with the girls in your high school and your town. You were hurt at first, but once you started dating a guy named Tahj, a cute drummer in the school band, during junior year, Urban had left your mind completely.

Years had gone past, the two of you living separate lives without really crossing the other's mind. You held no real hurt feelings regarding the issue, writing it off as just part of the middle school experience. When you ran into him years later when you relocated to Atlanta for work, it was actually nice to see his familiar face. You two ran into each other at a late night taco shop, you and your roommate making a quick stop there on your way home from the club. You two almost didn't recognize each other at first, but laughed it off before exchanging pleasantries. Your heels were killing you and your order was up, so you two exchanged numbers before saying your farewells. Ever since, you two had developed another bond, leading you down the same road as before, falling for the now long haired, blue eyes, dirty blond with the perfect smile.

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You felt Urban plop down next to you, but you kept your eyes focused on your phone, occupying yourself with responding to work emails. You had taken a few personal days to join Urban on a short trip to LA with Jack and the rest of their friends, but it seemed that some of your coworkers hadn't heeded your Out Of Office memo.

"No work," he said, snatching your phone away and tossing it in the empty seat across from him. You glared at him, but said nothing, crossing your arms and looking out the window at the clouds. You felt him pull your headphones off, placing it on the table behind Neelam's laptop.

"I know you're mad, like actually mad." He stated, knowing that you had two different kinds of "mad" moods. The first one was one he knew he could get you out of with a few jokes, like how you were just minutes ago, and another mad where it would take a lot more for him to get your forgiveness.

"I'm not mad," you dismissed. You weren't mad, you were hurt and jealous. You knew you had no right to be, your friendship with Urban completely platonic, but you couldn't help your feelings.

"Yeah, you are." He sighed. "You wanna tell me what's wrong?" You shook your head, continuing to look out the window. He shut the shade down, trying to get your attention, but instead you decided to recline your seat back, shutting your eyes and getting comfortable. Your peace lasted but a moment before you felt him poke your cheek.

"Urban, I'm serious. Stop." Your voice was stern as you grabbed his hand, forcefully putting it in his lap. He stared at you with soft eyes, grabbing your hand and holding it in his on his lap. You let him, but kept your eyes closed as you shut your eyes again. After a moment you felt him let go, the arm rest between you two being lifted as he wrapped an arm around your shoulders, pulling you into him for a hug.

"I'm sorry for bothering you. I didn't mean to push you." He apologized quietly, laying his head on yours.

"It's okay, Urban." You reassured him.

"You know," he broke the silence after a minute, "I didn't sleep with Amara."

"I wouldn't care if you did," you mumbled into his chest, feeling sleepy in his embrace.

"Yeah, you would." He confirmed, making you still. You weren't sure where he was going with it, so you stayed quiet. "The same way it would bother me if you told me you slept with what's his name."

"Sean?"

"Yeah, him."

"Why would it bother you, Urban?" You questioned, pulling your head off his chest, looking up into his eyes. You felt your heart beat a little faster as you anticipated his answer, the slightest bit of hope in your heart.

"Because what man wants the woman he has feelings for to sleep with anyone that isn't him." His voice was soft and vulnerable as he looked down at you. You felt your heart jump to your throat, feeling speechless at his confession; it was a confession you never thought you'd ever hear.

"What are you saying, Urban?" You wanted him to clarify, you wanted there to be no mistaking what he was saying to you.

"I'm saying..." He smiled, "I'm saying I have feelings for your emo ass. I like you y/n, I like you a lot." His cheeks pinked as he spoke, but he held your gaze with a soft smile on his face. "I'm saying I haven't thought about any other girl in a serious way in quite some time because of you." He spoke this part a bit shyly, but this made you narrow your eyes at him and pull away.

"Pft, that's hard to believe considering you end up sleeping with any woman willing to spread their legs for you." You bit out, crossing your arms and facing the window, pulling the shade up to find the now darkened sky. You recalled the nights you would join him and his friends to clubs, Urban eventually being dragged off in the direction of the bathrooms, returning shortly with purpling blotches on his neck and a satisfied expression on his face.

"I said I wasn't thinking of any girls in a serious way, not that I was staying celibate." He specified with a small chuckle, trying to lighten the mood. You just scoffed and rolled your eyes. It wasn't that you were staying celibate either, but you felt that the circumstances were different. You had dated some guys here and there since you and Urban reconnected over a year and a half ago, but you felt like Urban's blatant hypersexual behavior was just disrespectful if he was serious about his feelings towards you.

"You don't have to explain yourself to me, Urb. Do what you want." You sighed, over the conversation. You felt conflicted, unsure of how to feel about his confession. On the one hand, he's saying he has feelings for you, but his actions told a different story.

"Look, I get it, you're upset-"

"I'm not upset. I don't care." You cut him off, your unbothered demeanor backing up your statement.

"You do care, y/n. Other people might believe that face, but I see through it. You don't have to lie to me, I know you're mad."

"You don't know me." You weakly defended.

"Actually, I do. I know you don't believe my feelings for you are real, and I guess I did do a shitty job of showing it, but they are real."

"Sure, they are."

"They are real!"

"I just said that, Urb."

"Yeah, but you said it sarcastically." This time he grabbed your hand, making you turn your gaze from the window to him. You saw the sincerity in his face, he looked at you with desperate eyes as they pleaded with you to believe him.

"Listen, I fucked up okay. To be honest, I really don't know what I'm doing here." He scratched the back of his neck nervously with his hand that wasn't holding yours. "I already lost you once as a friend, I don't want to lose you again, y/n." You were surprised to hear him say that. "I never did apologize for what happened in middle school. I was a stupid kid and I shouldn't have done what I did. I shouldn't have chosen my other friends or made you feel like you weren't my friend. You were my friend, y/n, one of the best friends I ever had and I blew it. I think I was just young and stupid. I'm sorry, y/n, I really am."

"Thank you, Urban. It means a lot to hear that." You were teary at his confession, squeezing his hand tightly. You weren't typically an emotional person, at least not in front of others, but something about this apology hit deep within your inner child that you didn't know was still hurting.

"I'm glad I got to say it, even though you deserved it way sooner, y/n." He whispered with remorseful eyes, bringing his free hand to cup your cheek and wipe away a stray tear.

"You know," you let out a shaky breath, "I-I really loved you back then, Urby. You were the first guy to be nice to me, the only one actually." You blushed with embarrassment. "I thought the absolute world of you, like you could do no wrong. You made me feel so... normal. Even though it ended the way it ended, I've always been grateful for that experience with you." You whispered.

"Urby... I haven't been called that in a really long time," he chuckled lowly, his cheeks reddening at the youthful pet name. You blushed a bit, not realizing you had called him that. "I really missed hearing that." He confessed shyly, leaning in closer to you.

"I'm happy that we met again, y/n. I feel like I'm getting a second chance to make things right. To try again. I know I haven't really done a good job so far," he admits sheepishly, "but it was because I wasn't sure about how you felt about me. I know it's not an excuse, but it's all I've got." He shrugs apologetically. "But I want to try this again, for like the third time at this point." He chuckles lightly, a pleading look in his eyes. You nod to him and immediately he gets up from the seat, walking to the other end of the quiet jet, everyone either asleep or on their phones. He sits in the seat on the far end, making you lean over the seat next to you to look down the aisle at him. As quickly as he had sat down, he was stood back up, slowly walking back to you before stopping in the aisle by your row.

"Hey, I couldn't help but notice you sitting here alone. I thought I'd keep a beautiful girl company," he said, making you give him your signature eye roll, the smallest smile playing on your lips. You cross your arms over your chest and look away from him uninterested, masking with your best RBF. He chuckled a little, knowing that this was exactly how you were with strangers who were too forward, but sat down anyway.

"I'm Urban by the way." He stuck out his hand for you to shake. You looked at him with a raised brow, then looked down at his hand, and then back up at his face. You kept your expression cold and rolled your eyes, looking back out the window.

"Y/n," you said, your tone low and uninterested, but Urban could see beyond your facade.

"Are you headed to LA, or is it just a layover?" He asked casually, and this time you had a hard time keeping the smile off your face. You looked at him with comical disbelief.

"You're not seriously going to act like we don't know each other, are you?" You asked him, this whole interaction amusing you.

"Act? What act? Have we met before?" He looked at you confused. You rolled your eyes again, but you found it sweet that he was really trying to do this right. You put back a stoic face, playing along and ignoring him as you would any stranger.

"So... LA?" He began his small talk again, asking you very basic questions that he obviously knew the answers to, and you gave him very short answers, but each time with less and less attitude. He noticed your change in energy, your body no longer facing the window of the plane as it was now angled towards him, your arms relaxed in your lap instead of crossed over your chest defensively, you even gave him a few genuine smiles. Before you knew it, the plane had landed and the two of you followed the rest of the crew out onto the runway, Urban insisting on carrying your duffle bag as usual.

"Well, this is me," he said to you with a hint of faux sadness. "It was really nice meeting you, y/n." He continued, and it took everything in you not to laugh at how into his little performance he was. You both were literally going to the same place in the same car, yet he was acting as if he would never see you again. You knew he was putting the ball in your court, wanting you to extend an invitation to see him again.

"It was really nice meeting you too, Urban." You mused, your cold facade melting away as you shyly stepped closer to him. "Um, if you're ever free while in town, maybe we could meet up sometime." You spoke to him quietly. You knew he would accept, but there was still a dejected part of you that was afraid he wouldn't. His beautiful smile put any anxiety you had to rest.

"Yeah, I'd really like that, y/n."

"I'd really like that too, Urby."

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[viking-raider]

Thanksgiving with Sy is underway!

Synopsis: You participate in having a Veteran over for Thanksgiving. None other than Captain Austin Wyatt Syverson, recently retired from the Army.

If you want a tag: 🍗🍗

[kitnita]

wyatt asking delly the real questions

@starscelly tagging this post as them was too good to pass up.

[diorsluv]

die for you masterlist

( diorsluv 2024 )

[ON HOLD!]

— social media, irl faceclaim ; lola tung

nhl + ntdp!2018 x platonic!figureskater!reader,

robertson brothers x fem!cousin!reader,

trevor zegras x fem!fwb!reader

other tags will be revealed once the complete series is done!

prologue

part 1: ( swear i couldn’t sleep a wink last night )

act i

part 2: ( no point in turning off the lights )

part 3: ( not the same without your head on my shoulders )

part 4: ( growing pains but i don’t wanna get older )

part 5: ( almost like we left it all on read )

part 6: ( couple feelings never laid to rest )

part 7: ( didn’t know that the party was over )

part 8: ( and it’s true that i need you here closer )

acts ii, iii, iv, and epilogue coming soon!

[nattinatalia]

Urban Wyatt x Third Harlow : CAN’T KEEP MY HANDS TO MYSELF

A/N : WARNING ⚠️ SMUT AHEAD 18+ ONLY!!!!!!!!!! Special thanks and shout out to my bubs @harlowcomehome for always helping me out.

Urban and you have been dating for two years now, at first it was very low and private, only three people knew exactly what was going on between you two.

After four months, your brothers found out and it was a total shit show. Harsh words were thrown around, they even stopped speaking to you for three weeks. It hurt you but they eventually came around.

They would still act grossed out whenever you and Urban are loving or show any kind of PDA to each other, But you do it to get on their nerves, it’s funny to see them squirm.

You also moved back to Louisville, because there was no chance that Urban would’ve moved to LA with you. He loves Kentucky way too much so you decided it was just best to be closer to home as well. Your mom and siblings were shocked by your return, but happy and appreciative towards Urban since they knew it was mainly because of him.

You haven’t seen your boyfriend in two months due to him being on the road with Jack, and with you having to do social media and attend events in LA.

So when they showed up during lunch with your mom, you were extremely surprised and happy. You couldn’t stop staring at him, you couldn’t keep your hands to yourself.

He had taken you out to dinner and you two shared some laughs, kisses in between and just told each other how much you missed one another.

On your drive back home you couldn’t help it but take notice of how big his arms looked. He was driving, and everytime he would make a turn or squeeze the wheel, his arms would flex a little bit and that would make you a drooling mess.

“Babe?”

“Y/N?”

“BABY!!”

You jump at that. “Mhm, huh?” You look around and notice you’re outside on your driveway.

He raises his eyebrows. “What are you staring at?”

You smile, “Baby, have you been working out lately?”

“I mean whenever I had the chance to hit the gym on the road, yeah. Why do you ask?”

You sit up and face him completely, placing your palm on his arm and just running your hand up, down and all around. “They’re just so big.”

He smirks, “You know what else is big and has been missing you?”

You look up at him, smiling. “My baby has been missing me?” You start running your hand down his arm, moving it to his chest, going down his stomach and over his crotch. You can’t help but squeeze it a bit.

Urban groans. “B-babe, I've been hard the moment I got here earlier. Don’t tease me.”

“Then let’s go.” You open the car door, get out and slam it, waiting for Urban to do the same.

“Sorry, needed a few seconds.” He tells you, following after you.

You’re inside your house now, about to make your way upstairs but Urban has other plans.

He picked you up like nothing over his shoulder. “Urban, what are you- ohhhh.” You moan out when you feel a hard slap and squeeze on your ass cheek.

“This dress has been driving me crazy.” He walked you both upstairs and into your bedroom, he brought you down a bit so you could wrap your legs around his waist and be chest to chest.

“Hii.” You say, smiling teasingly at him.

“Hi.” He replies, pulling on the back of his shirt, you follow suit and help him pull it off his body completely.

You start to run your hands all over both of his arms, squeezing here and there. “Fuckk babe, I never knew how much of a turn on your arms would’ve been for me.”

“Oh I knew, that’s why I worked out more, lifted a bit more.”

You can’t help your next move, you bend down a little, bringing your head closer to one of his arms and lick and kiss all over it. “So thick.” You mumble.

He squeezes your ass and brings you down to your feet, standing in front of him and the bed. “I need you.” He starts unbuckling his belt and pants.

You squirm, rubbing your thighs together. “Turn around real quick.”

“What for?” He asks but turns around either way.

“Mhmm fuck.” You start to pull your dress over your body. “Your back muscles baby, holy shit.”

You walked toward him, leaving soft lingering kisses on his back. You leaned your breast against his back, rubbing your hands against his chest grazing his nipples.

“Babe” he chuckled, turning around to face you. He bent down, cupping your face with his hands and giving you a lingering kiss. When he pulled away his focus was on something else.

Your breasts were still held up by your lace bra. Urban noticed the matching set, “Is this new?”

“It’s been two months, Urby” you giggled. “I knew I’d be fucking my man tonight.”

Urban bit his lip, leaning toward you to unhook your bra. You noticed he was looking around for something.

“Oh!” You took the hair tie off your wrist and handed it to him. “I think you might need this” you smirked and he put his hair up into a quick messy bun.

“Bed! Now!” He rasped and you quickly got on the bed.

Urban stood at the foot of the bed, he pulled your panties down and threw them to the side. He grabbed you by your ankles pulling you to the edge of the bed and spreading your legs.

He drooled at the glistening before him, licking your folds as you trembled underneath him. His plump lips placing lingering kisses against your clit, before clinging onto it swirling his tongue around rapidly against it.

“I can’t handle this” you breathed out, your legs trembling. “I need you right now.”

Urban hovered over you, kissing up your chest until he met your nipples. You let out an encouraging moan, letting him know it was okay to continue.

“I missed you two” he spoke to your breasts making you giggle slightly. Urban sucked on your right nipple as he tweaked the other in his fingers. He continued to suck on your nipples as you raked your hand across his back muscles.

“Baby, I won’t last much longer” you moaned as his tongue danced around your sensitive nipples.

“Say it”

“I need you”

“Louder”

“I NEED YOU”

“What do you need?”

“For you to fuck me like you missed me” you rasped.

Urban didn’t need more instruction, he lifted your right leg placing it on his shoulder as he thrusted into you.

You winced at him stretching you out, it hurt but in the best way.

“You okay baby?” He paused and you nodded.

“I know the safe word” you winked.

“That’s my girl” he thrusted into you again. The sound of your skin slapping and both of your moans bounced off the walls.

Urban was vocal, something you always encouraged.

“Moan for me” you whispered before nibbling at his ear.

“Fuck- fuck fuck” he moaned, you felt his dick twitch against your walls as you tightened around him.

“Cum for me” you leaned up and kissed him, wrapping your arms around his neck as the beads of sweat dripped from his body.

“Baby-“ his cheeks grew flushed, his eyes rolling back.

“Fill me up”

As soon as you said that you felt the rush of your orgasm growing with him, you threw your head back onto the pillow and the two of you became babbling messes.

Once the wave of your orgasm was gone, Urban pulled out of you, picking you up over his shoulder and placing you onto the toilet.

“You definitely need to pee” he laughed and you shook your head at him.

“Just start the shower, that was only round one” you winked and he didn’t question you at all. He ran over to the shower immediately starting the water.

“Safe to say you missed me too?”

Urban turned around to face you with a smile, “Was that even a question?”

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Smoking On My Ex Pack Part 2

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Liked by jackharlow, neelamthadhani, theestallion, latto777, champagnepapi, and 792,174 others

yourinstagramname: check the drip. boyfriend always gets me right 🤭

urbandjackupdates: BOYFRIEND? DID I READ THAT RIGHT? druski2funny: hmm that's funny because I don't remember asking you out on a date yourbestfriend: oohh he a keeper because he know how to treat her selenosunni: come to Louisville and bring your new man. we have to approve. cozane: I second this. we can't have our girl out here entertaining just anybody yourinstagramname: selenosunni cozane the boyfriend that I speak of is closer than you think 🤭🤭 jackharlowsource: her ass better not be back with Urban because I will knock all this shit over yourbestfriend: and yall are soooo cute together and it shoulda been the two of you since the beginning yourinstagramname: yourbestfriend I second this urbandjackupdates: oh so then it's not Urban? yourinstagramname: urbandjackupdates who's that baby? 2forwoyne: 😭😭😭😭

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yourinstagramname: taken but still got the city girl in me 🤪😜

yourbestfriend: watch yourself because the boyfriend will teach you a lesson if he sees this lmao yourinstagramname: yourbestfriend daddy can punish me at any time. this body is ready. urbandjackupdates: we want to know who this new man is! yourinstagramname: all will be revealed soon lol yourbestfriend: and yall about to lose yall shit when it happens yungskylark: aye yo when you come down here, make sure you bring those brownies I love so much yourinstagramname: yungskylark pay me my service fee and I got you jackharlowsource: service fee?! yungskylark: check your cash app yourinstagramname: yungskylark thank you for your contribution 💕

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yourinstagramname: literally the only reason why I came to Louisville 🤭🤭🤭

jackharlow where you at stink? That neck could use a few kisses from me

selenosunni: um so what the hell are we?! you didn't come to see us too?! cozane: not you coming just for his pale ass jackharlow: I.... first of all leave my pale ass alone and yourinstagramname I'm where ever you need me to be 😜 urbandjackupdates: WHHHHHHAAAAAAATTTTTTTTT is jack the new man?!?! omg I know urb is pulling his hair out as we speak jackharlowsource: well this is a new development yourbestfriend: JACK AND Y/N FOREVER BITCH! yourinstagramname: jackharlow hmm I need you under me so I can ride you and sunni and cope of course I came to see you. I just needed to fuck my man first. yungskylark: not yall acting up already urbandjackupdates: SOMEONE CHECK ON URBAN! druski2funny: he too busy somewhere being someone's baby daddy urbanwyatt: druski2funny for the last fucking time that baby is NOT MINE yourbestfriend: oh he's here! urban tell me, how does it feel to have fumbled the bag that is my best friend who is now fucking your best friend? the world would love to know! yourinstagramname: yourbestfriend bitch shut up lmao too bad he didn't believe me. I told him that I would.

It had been a few months since you broke up and cut off all ties with Urban no matter how much he would plead with you to take him back. You knew that you had to put yourself first in order to finally be happy and that’s exactly what you did.

Although he was cut off no one else in private garden was and they would constantly comment under your instagram posts saying how much they miss you and that you should come to Louisville when you got the opportunity. Little do they know you've been coming and going ever since you broke off things with Urban.

But of course you would only truly be going for one person and that was the person that you should have just been with in the first place since he never gave you a reason to doubt his true intentions when it came to you.

Jack.

The two of you had met first before he introduced you to Urban and although the two of you never acted on your feelings, they were definitely there. They took a backseat once you started dating Urban, but ever since that threesome happened with the both of them, those feelings crept right back up to the surface and it didn’t help that Urban was starting to act like an asshole towards you pushing you further away.

You constantly found yourself talking to Jack more so than Urban since he hardly liked to answer his phone and always enjoyed being around him. But what you didn’t know is that Jack wished you had dated him instead and introduced you to Urban when you were already his so that would have been a done deal once and for all.

All Urban had been doing the past few months since the break up was moping around, but that quickly went out the window a total of two weeks after it happened knowing that you weren’t going to take him back and quickly went back to his old ways.

Of course Jack asked him how he expected to get you back if he was starting to act like this and he immediately shrugged and said he didn’t care.

Okay.

Since he said he didn’t care, Jack felt that it was fair game to pursue you since Urban obviously didn’t want you back.

I mean there was a rumor going around at one point saying that he had cheated on you and got someone else pregnant.

Although he didn’t end up being the baby daddy, he did confess to the cheating and that’s when you said enough is enough.

But for now, you had just landed in Louisville and quickly sent Jack a text since you wanted to surprise him.

Oh, you and Jack had been messing around after one month of the break up.

You- What are you doing white boy? Are you busy? I miss you

Jack- Hi to you too and I miss you too

You- Answer my question please

Jack- It depends, what do you need?

You- For you to get your girl from the airport. That’s what I need.

Jack- The airport where?

You- Jackman, don’t be foolish. I’m in Louisville.

Jack- Since when!? Why didn't you tell me you were coming?!

You- Why? you got some bitch at your house?

Jack- Stink, stop playing because you know I don't. I'm not your ex.

You- Will your pale ass just come and get me so I can sit on your face and ride you?

Jack- You’re lucky you’re cute

Once he had gotten you from the airport, the two of you went out to get food before heading back to his house and let you get settled. By this time it was around four in the afternoon and all you wanted to do was lay down in Jack’s king sized bed and sleep, but he had other plans. 

The two of you were sitting in the living room watching one of your favorite true crime shows, but you were the only one watching it while Jack was in fact watching you. You caught him out of the corner of your eye and simply stared at him once he quickly turned away.

“Are you okay? Why are you staring at me?” You curiously asked while poking his cheek.

“I thought you said that you were going to ride me?”

“Is that really all men think about?” You responded with a blank stare.

“What the?! You’re the one who said it, not me!” Jack exclaimed while looking offended.

You simply sighed before rolling your eyes and simply turned around to face him since you were already sitting in his lap.

“I’ll do anything you want, but you need to lose the clothes first.”

“Well, you can’t be the only one overdressed then so I’m going to need for you to do the same thing.”

It was around 5 pm when Urban pulled up to Jack’s house since everyone was supposed to be going out for dinner later and decided that the two of them would ride together not knowing that Jack had completely forgotten about it and the thought went out the window when he saw you.

Urban had gone through the side door since he knew Jack always left it unlocked during the day and went on the search for his best friend. What he didn’t expect was to see you riding him in the living room with you screaming at the top of your lungs.

Urban had his eyes on you since he was behind Jack with his mouth hanging open in disbelief. Instead of simply walking back out the door and leaving things as they were, he couldn’t let this slide.

“What the actual fuck?! Y/N, are you serious right now?! With my best friend really?!” You heard Urban’s voice and the two of you simply looked in his direction.

“Oh shit.” You heard Jack mutter and you rolled your eyes at Urban. 

“So, is no one going to say anything?!?”

“What the fuck do you want me to say Urban? I was three seconds away from making Jack cum, but of course you had to come in here and fucking ruin it like you do everything else.”

“I can’t believe you two and JACK, bro code?! What happened to that?!”

“She was my friend first before she was your girlfriend. Not my fault that you took her for granted and didn’t know how to treat her. I just picked up the pieces where you left them.”

“So, that is your excuse?!”

“Urby, could you do me a favor?” You sweetly asked and he just looked at you dumbfounded.

“What?”

“Leave so I can continue fucking my man and get him to cum for a third time. You lost me because of your own actions so deal with it. But I mean you could always stay for the show except this time, you can’t touch me. All you’ll see is me riding the shit out of your best friend’s dick. This is what you gave up once you cheated so to get back at you, I just couldn’t help myself. I should have been with Jack to begin with. ”

“City girls, up!” Jack whispered in your ear and all you did was laugh.

“Fuck both of you.”

“That’s what we’re trying to do! You just had to go and interrupt us!” Jack exclaimed and you couldn’t help but to laugh louder. 

You heard Urban’s footsteps walk toward the back of the house and the door slamming shut behind him and then focused all of your attention back on Jack.

“Now, let’s get back to what we were doing before we were so rudely interrupted.”

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yourinstagramname: he had to learn the hard way that I always keep my word. cheat on me? I'm going for your bestie 🤪

Now look at what you lost

Thank you to my man for the outfit and spending time with me

jackharlow: I got the prettiest girl ever 😍😍😍😍 yourbestfriend: CITY GIRLS UP 1 MILLION urbandjackupdates: now we just need jack to get your pregnant for the finale yourinstagramname: urbandjackupdates who says that he hasn't already? selenosunni: OH cozane: now we told you two kids to be on your best behavior urbanwyatt: you two fucking deserve each other yourinstagramname: aww urbanwyatt is someone upset? well I don't give two fucks. you made this a reality and jack fucks me better anyway. you got a free show the other day so you know. ask him to give you some tips and tricks. yourbestfriend: BITCHHHH I AM HOLLERING jackharlowsource: not her airing that one out lmaoooo druski2funny: urbanwyatt damn you aight my boy? yourinstagramname: druski2funny of course he's not. he lost the best thing to ever happen to him. now jackharlow has me all to himself. jackharlow: yourinstagramname matter of fact, come over here and sit on my face

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