#♡ meet me behind the mall? (open.) ♡

[expiredthrill]

summer went away and still, the yearning stayed. she plays it cool with the best of them. august hart was NOTHING if not popular, she was the golden child, little miss PERFECT. and she had risked losing it all for somebody who changed their mind. the last thing she was going to do now was add fuel to fire by saying something stupid or out of e m o t i o n ( she wonders if stupidity and emotion go hand in hand?). she knows the rumors have spread throughout their school --- stories of her summer LOVE ( could she even call it that?) had been heard directly from the school gossip inez. usually, it would be foolish to believe a word she says, but this time it had been TRUE. "if you're looking to get more i n f o r m a t i o n out of me, you can turn the other way. i'm not keen on feeding into petty stories."

#♡ meet me behind the mall? (open.) ♡ #open rp. #open indie rp. #indie rp. #open. #taylor swift rp. #august rp. #i have no icons but still wanted to make my first starter #open to all.

[letstrip13]

🛍 - dress

reader x chris

summary: when chris sees you in your new dress at a party, things take a turn. based on "dress" by taylor swift

warnings: smut, unprotected sex, slight use of y/n, use of nicknames (ma, sweetheart), partying, slight intoxication

word count: 2,550

author's note: i'm sorry this took so long but i hope you like it :) i'll start the request for the matt oneshot tonight and it should hopefully be out on monday. keep sending requests, i love getting them ♡

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you honk the horn in your car once again as you wait for your best friend, chris, to come out of his house. seriously, what's taking him so long? he walks out his front door, closing it behind him. he jogs over to your car and opens the door, mumbling, “i'm coming, i'm coming.. fuck's sake, y/n.” he gets into your car and puts his seat belt on as you start driving. “sorry, but you were taking forever.” “my bad, i had to grab my wallet.”

you start driving down the street in the direction that'll get you to the mall the fastest. “so are you gonna buy me something then?” you ask him, teasingly. “hmm maybe,” chris says matching your tone.

you guys arrive at the mall around ten minutes later and you park your car. you both get out and go into the mall. before you can even decide which store you want to go into first, chris takes your hand and starts leading you somewhere. “where are you taking me?” “food court. i'm starving.”

when you get there, he takes you to find a table before getting in a line to order. he comes back a few minutes later with a slice of pizza and a pepsi for each of you. “thank you,” you say before taking a bite. he hums in response between bites of his pizza.

you guys finish up, throwing away your cups, paper plates, and napkins before leaving the food court. he takes your hand and you guys walk in comfortable silence until he realizes that you led him to a clothing store. “what are we doing here?” “i need a new dress for the party tonight.” he groans at just the mere thought of standing outside a fitting room while you try on a bunch of dresses. he can be impatient sometimes and to him, that doesn’t sound like a good time at all. “don't make me go in there. you always take forever.” “i'll be quick, i swear.” he chuckles softly, “we both know you won't be.”

he reaches into his back pocket and takes his wallet out. “take my card, buy whatever you want. i'll do my own thing and i'll meet you back here.” he takes his credit card out of his wallet and holds it out for you to take. you don't accept it right away though. “chris, i was joking earlier.. you don't have to buy me anything.” he firmly but gently forces it into your hand. “i wasn't joking though. go buy your dress.” “thank you,” you say as you give him a quick hug.

you guys go your separate ways, you into that store and chris off to a different one. you spend some time looking through racks with various colours and styles of dresses. you choose a few to try on in the fitting rooms before finally deciding on one to buy. it was perfect and you knew chris would love it. you'd been attracted to him for a while and you had a feeling that he felt the same way. if this dress couldn't get him to make a move, nothing else would tonight. as you're getting in line to pay for your new dress, you can't help but imagine the possibilities of how tonight could go; the way he'd kiss you, the way his hands would feel on your body after taking the dress of and how his- almost as if he knew you were thinking about him, you get a text from chris, asking if you're done yet. you send him a quick text back, “i'm paying now.” you can see that he read it, but doesn't reply. you pay using his card while your dress gets bagged. you take the bag, thanking the cashier before walking out and you see chris waiting outside for you.

“you didn't take as long as i thought you would,” he says as he wraps an arm around your shoulders, starting to walk with you. “shut up,” you reply, lightly pushing his arm off, “i told you that i'd be quick.” he puts his arm around you again as you walk out to the parking lot. you give his credit card back to him before dropping him off at his house, then going to yours to get ready for tonight's party.

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by the time you and your friends arrive at the party, the place is packed, music is blaring, and about half the people have gotten drunk already. your friends went their separate ways, getting drinks or finding other people they know, leaving you alone.

“our secret moments in a crowded room.”

you’re not alone for long though. a pair of arms circle your waist and the sound of a familiar, deep voice fills your ears, “you look really fucking hot in that dress.” you turn to see chris looking down at you with a smirk, one that you had never seen on his face before. “thank you,” you respond.

your favourite song starts to play so you grab chris by the arm. “come dance with me, i love this song,” you say as you pull him towards where everyone else is dancing. he agrees, not that he had much of a choice. the both of you enjoy yourselves, dancing to that song then the next before getting drinks together. throughout the night, you two share a couple of drinks, dance to your favourite songs, and talk in a corner. to anyone else, it would look like two best friends having a good time together, nothing more. but it was so much more than that with the lingering touches, the way he had been smirking at you all night, and the way you had caught him checking out your ass several times. then there was that look in his eyes; he had never looked at you like that before, but every time he looked into yours, a familiar heat stirred between your legs. chris stands up and takes your hand, pulling you to stand up too. “come on, let’s dance to one more song.” you agree to it and let him lead you to wherever he’s going.

“all of this silence and patience, pining and anticipation. my hands are shaking from holding back from you."

instead of facing each other while dancing like you’ve been doing all night, he places his hands on your waist and turns you around. you move your hips to the music while chris presses his chest against your back, matching his hip movements with yours. he moves his hands down to your hips, tightening his grip as he grinds against your ass. the more you dance, the harder chris gets and you can feel it as he continues pressing against you. he presses a few kisses to your neck, his warm breath fans across your skin as he speaks, “you've been driving me fucking crazy with that dress all night.” your jaw drops slightly, not knowing how to respond to that. as soon as the song ends, he grabs your wrist and starts leading you upstairs. “chris, what are you-” he cuts you off by pulling you into the bathroom, shutting and locking the door.

“say my name and everything just stops.”

“y/n..” chris starts to say, but you cut him off by pressing a kiss to his lips. he runs his tongue across your bottom lip, letting out a small groan as you grant him access by parting your lips. before he can get too carried away, you pull away, teasingly biting his bottom lip as you do so. “is that what you wanted?”

“i don't want you like a best friend.”

“yes, but i wanted to fuck you more. can i?” “yes.” without a moment's hesitation, he smashes his lips against yours, pulling you into a messy, heated makeout. that one word was all he needed to hear to take things all the way with you. he had been wanting this for a while and so had you, it just took a new dress and a little bit of alcohol to get things going. he squeezes your ass, causing you to let out a little whine into the kiss. he pulls away and starts kissing your neck and collarbones, gently sucking at the skin to leave a mark.

“only bought this dress so you could take it off.”

his hands find their way to your back, his fingers toying with the strings that tie up your dress. “i know you wore this just for me, and i know you saw me staring at your ass. were you planning this, sweetheart?” he teasingly whispers in your ear. you were a little shocked to say the least, you didn't think he would've caught on. “i did,” you admit to him, “i've wanted to do this for a while but i didn't know if you wanted it too.” he leaves a few kisses down your neck. “you didn't have to do all that. i wanted to fuck you either way.” he pulls at one of the thin strings, undoing the bow at the back and loosening the dress until it's practically falling off your body. he impatiently tugs it down, leaving it discarded on the bathroom floor. “chris-” “shut up, i paid for it.”

he trails his hands down your body then back up again, stopping to lightly pinch and twist your nipples between his fingers as a small whimper escapes your lips. he moves his hands to your hips. “turn around for me, ma.” you obey and turn, now facing the mirror. chris keeps his hands on your hips and you can see him staring at your ass for what must be the hundredth time tonight.

without warning, he grabs the waistband of your panties and rips them off your body. a surprised gasp leaves your lips as he tosses the destroyed fabric on the bathroom floor. you opened your mouth to say something but it's not like you could stop him from ruining them now, and it was really hot. “such a nice ass,” he mumbles, giving it a light slap. it made you a little nervous that you were now fully bare while chris is still fully dressed. almost as if he read your mind, you hear the sound of a zipper and the movement of fabric.

“spread your legs for me.” you do as he says, watching in the mirror as he slowly strokes his cock a few times. “chris, please,” you whine. “patience, sweetheart.” he presses a quick kiss to your temple as his fingers find their way between your legs, spreading your wet folds apart. “so wet for me already,” he mumbles. he slides one of his fingers into you and you let out a small moan. after a minute, he adds another one to stretch you out. he pumps his fingers in and out of you slowly while soft whimpers and moans fall from your lips.

he pulls his fingers out, replacing them with his cock without so much as a warning. he slams into you with his hands on your hips, causing you to let out a scream. he doesn't waste any time and starts pounding into you. if it weren't for the music playing downstairs, everyone would hear the loud moans coming from both of you. you lean against his chest, shutting your eyes and tilting your head back at the intense pleasure of chris’ cock hitting your g-spot with every rough thrust.

he grabs your jaw and tilts your head back down. “open your eyes and watch in the mirror while i fuck you,” he says, holding your head in place. you do as he says and the view in the mirror is one of the hottest things you've ever seen: chris’ face contorted in pleasure, loud groans escaping his lips as he wraps his free arm around your waist to hold you up. he's still pretty much fully clothed, having only unzipped his jeans and adjusted his boxers. his hand moves from your jaw to wrap around your neck. the light squeeze he gives you is enough to make your walls clench around him. he feels it and makes eye contact with you through the mirror. “you like that? you like watching your best friend fuck you like a slut?”

you open your mouth to tell him you do but all that comes out are loud moans. this only motivates him to fuck you harder as you continue to watch. you feel that familiar knot building up in your stomach. “so- close,” you manage to gasp out between moans.

chris stops but doesn't pull out. “put your leg up on the counter.” you could scream in frustration from the way he stopped just before you could cum, but you trust him and do it anyways, bringing your left leg up to sort of kneel on the counter. he starts thrusting again, going just as hard as before. in this new position, you can feel him going so much deeper, hitting every spot and filling you up perfectly.

he keeps his arm wrapped around your waist while he uses his other hand to hold your thigh, thrusting deep and fast while he groans in your ear. the feeling of him fucking you like that is almost too much. without much warning, you're pushed over the edge; your legs are shaking and you're gripping onto the counter so tightly that your knuckles turn white while screaming out in pleasure. this doesn't slow chris down at all and he keeps fucking you through your high.

“chris- it's too much,” you practically sob. “you can take it, ma. you look so pretty taking my cock like this,” he says softly in your ear. your legs feel like jelly so he has to hold you tighter to keep you up while he uses you to finish himself off. “o-oh fuck-” he groans loudly, shooting his release inside you. you whine from the new feeling of emptiness as he pulls out.

he turns you around and helps you sit on the counter. he puts his dick back in his boxers and zips up his pants. then he looks in one of the cupboards and finds a clean towel which he uses to clean you up, whispering sweet nothings in your ear while he does so.

“let's get you dressed, sweetheart.” he helps you off the counter and picks up your dress, helping you into it and carefully tying up the back for you. he kisses you on the cheek. “do you wanna go back downstairs?” you nod in response but as you guys are walking out of the bathroom, you change your mind. “wait- can we go back to my place and cuddle?” “of course. i'll get an uber.”

he calls an uber before taking you downstairs. while you wait, you tell your friends that you came with that you're leaving early. chris tells matt and nick that he's taking you home. the uber arrives soon after and takes you back to your apartment where you and chris spend the rest of the night cuddling.

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[i2sunric]

HYUNG LINE WHEN THEIR S/O IS INSECURE

𓆩♡𓆪. alternatively — where you are scared of them leaving you.

warnings: mentions of death, guns, overthinking. NOT PROOFREAD.

published: 5th May 2024

wc: 1.2k

taglist: (permanent) @stolasisyourparent @jaeyunsbimbo @jwnghyuns @heelvsted

𓆩♡𓆪. LEE HEESEUNG

You woke up all sweaty, your breath uneven and rushed as you sat up on the bed, Heeseung’s strong arms still wrapped around your waist.

You blinked your eyes, bitter tears rolling down your cheeks. The scene of your dream unfolding right before your eyes, ripping your heart apart.

Your sudden movements caused Heeseung to stir awake, his dear eyes opening “Baby?” He asked, his voice slurred with sleepiness

You dried your tears with your hand “Yes?” You said, trying your best not to give away the shakiness in your voice.

His brows knitted and he sat up beside you “What’s wrong?” Heeseung’s arms wrapped around your shoulder.

A pained sob escaped your lips as you snuggled close to his chest, his expression turning worried “Baby… Talk to me, what’s wrong?”

“I—“ You tried to say but your whole body quivered as you sobbed in his arms. He just rubbed your back, whispering soothing nothings to your ear as he waited for you to calm down.

And when you finally did, you raised your head to meet his gaze, your puffy eyes and red nose making you look so cute.

“I had a bad dream.” You answered, his thumb carefully dried the tear stains under your eyes and cheeks, “Mh? What happened in the nightmare?”

You gulped down, just the thought making you shiver, “We were at the mall and some random guy came with a gun and you protected me when he started shooting.”

Bitter and hot tears burned their way down your cheeks again “You were laying there, bleeding and I could do nothing, I couldn’t move.”

Heeseung’s expression softened and he placed one hand behind your head to pull you on his chest, his arms protecting you in a warm embrace “It was just a dream, Y/N.” He said gently.

“But it felt so real…” You shook your head, gripping his shirt as if he was a lifeline “I’m here, baby, I’m here with you.”

He took your hand and placed it on his cheek to let you know he was alive and there with you. His lips brushed your knuckles, your breath hitching.

“I won’t leave you, but if I ever die protecting you,” Heeseung helped you lay down again, placing the blankets back on your embraced figures “Then I’d die happy.”

He placed a sweet kiss on your forehead “Because you are my life, Y/N. And if there is no you, I don’t want to live.”

𓆩♡𓆪. PARK JAY

There were many sleepless nights where your thoughts wouldn’t leave you a break, making you overthink every choice and every little detail of your life.

No matter how hard you tried, your worries and anguishes never truly left you alone.

And that was how you found yourself standing in front of the large window at yours and Jay’s apartment. With only a thin robe to cover your nightgown you let the cold weather hit your body as you hugged your own arms.

It was in one of those nights that you started questioning wether you truly deserved such a perfect life. Jay was the best thing that ever happened to you, he was like a dream coming true.

He cooked for you, helped you doing the chores, bought you any pretty things you wanted without ever complaining.

He was perfect. Too perfect for someone like you.

Sometimes you thought you didn’t do anything, compared to all the things he did to you. You weren’t good at showing your emotions, at letting Jay know you cared for him the same way he did.

Your stream of consciousness was interrupted when you felt a pair of arms wrap around your waist, “Angel?” Jay’s sleepy voice filled your ear as he snuggled his head on the crook of your neck, hugging you from behind.

“What are you doing up?” He slurred sleepily, caressing your stomach with his thumb.

“Can’t sleep.” You just replied, the feeling of safety Jay brought you only adding to the anguishes making your stomach twist.

With a soft chuckle, Jay tightened his grip around your waist. "Come on now, don't lie to me." He paused, his breath hot on your skin as he sighed. "I know that there's something on your mind again — you're always overthinking, hmm?"

He truly knew you better than anyone else “You got me.” Jay hummed “What’s got you troubled?”

Seeing that you weren’t replying, Jay spun you around so you were facing him. You drank him in, his dark eyes ever so filled with love, his hair all messed from bed and his face puffy.

You smiled sadly and ran your fingers in his tangled hair “I don’t think I deserve you.”

Jay’s eyes widened “What?” He asked, not sure if his mind was playing some trick or if he had heard you correctly.

“I feel like I’m too much, Jay, like I’m always asking you for things just to never give you anything in return.” You sighed, dropping your hand “And I can’t stop overthinking, because maybe you truly deserve someone better than me.”

Jay felt a hundred daggers pierce his heart at your words. How long had you been feeling that way? And how come he had never realised? If anything, he was the one you didn’t deserve.

“No, baby.” He shook his head, his voice rushed and worried. He put his hands on your elbows, needing you close “You are not too much, nor you’ll ever be.”

Jay started, pressing his forehead on yours “I love you more than anything and I couldn’t ask for more than your love.” You let out a small sigh, his words sinking in your head, painting your heart red.

“You’re my girl, the person I want to spend my life with, the woman I want to marry.” He pressed a kiss on your forehead, then down on your brow, “Don’t doubt my feelings for you, you’re everything I could’ve wished for.” He kissed the tip of your nose.

“I love you, Jay.” You whispered, needing him to hear your feelings “I love you too, Y/N. So much.”

𓆩♡𓆪. SIM JAKE

It was just a slip of tongue, something Jake didn’t mean to say to hurt you— just a small detail he had noticed.

It wasn’t even your fault that Layla apparently seemed to like Jake’s ex more. It wasn’t even a big deal, then why were you crying in the bathroom?

You weren’t very in synchrony with dogs, or animals in general since commitment wasn’t your best attribute but you were trying your best to take care of Layla when Jake wasn’t home.

Apparently, you weren’t trying enough because even Jake noticed that Layla didn’t seem to enjoy your company. She’d bark at you and just completely ignore you when you wanted to play or take her out for a walk.

With tears making their way down your pretty face you felt extremely stupid. Why would you even be crying over something so small?

“Baby?” A knock on the door distracted you, making you bit down on your lip to stop your whimpers “You’ve been there for a while, you okay?”

You cleared your throat and replied “Yes, I’ll be out quickly.” You got up and washed your face, trying to get rid of the red marks on your face.

You then opened the door and showed Jake a good fake smile. But he knew you better, he could sense something was wrong.

“Were you crying?” He asked, widening his eyes as he took in the sight of your swollen and red eyes.

His eyebrows shot in surprise and scanned your whole body in search of any injury “Are you hurt? Did you do something?”

“No, no.” You shook your head “I’m fine.”

Jake looked at you with an expression that said he wasn’t believing your bullshit “You clearly aren’t.”

Your lips formed a thin line, “It’s something stupid. Just forget it.” You tried to dismiss it.

He let out a small sigh, “It’s not stupid if it makes you cry.” His voice was barely above a whisper.

“I just have been trying to work it out with Layla.” You looked away, ashamed “But then you said she liked your ex more and I think it brought me down..”

Jake’s eyes widened more, if it was even possible. He had been foolish to make such remark when he knew you were struggling to build a good relationship with his dog.

“Oh, baby.” He wrapped his arms around you, brining you into a tight hug “I’m so sorry I said that, it doesn’t even matter if Layla doesn’t like you yet.”

He caressed the nape of your neck, thumb gently brushing against your skin “You need some time, and you need to stop overthinking this, mh?”

You looked up at him and slowly nodded your head “Good, because you’ll be her mother when I marry you.”

𓆩♡𓆪. PARK SUNGHOON

The pain in your chest made it hard to breath as you watched Sunghoon laughing wholeheartedly with someone— a girl that wasn’t you.

Everyone at Jay’s birthday party seemed to be happy, enjoying themselves while drinking and dancing. But even the loud music was clouded from your negative thoughts.

Sunghoon’s dimples showed with how much he was smiling at the pretty girl, she was so stunning you probably understood why he chose to be with her and not spend time with you.

No— Sunghoon was your boyfriend, why would you ever doubt him? The truth was that you weren’t doubting him, but yourself.

So many insecurities and unspoken worries filled your head until Sunghoon felt your gaze on him and turned his head to face you.

He showed you a warm smile that soon turned into a frown when you didn’t reciprocate it. Ashamed with yourself, you watched the two for the last time before rushing out of the room.

Sunghoon quickly excused himself and ran after you, he went outside and searched for you.

“Y/N?” He asked, looking around for a few seconds before he saw you, curled on yourself as you hovered on the ground, hugging your knees.

He sighed and walked to you, taking off his jacket to place it around your shoulders “Hey.” He kneeled down in front of you, showing you another gentle smile

When he saw you avoided his gaze, he took your chin in his fingers and lifted your head, finally looking into your eyes “What’s the matter, pretty girl?”

You let out a small sigh and shook your head, not wanting to voice out the storm inside your mind.

Sunghoon’s thick brows knitted, his lips forming a thin line “Y/N, what happened?” He asked, his hands on your shoulder, his gaze desperate “Did I do something wrong? Did I mess it up?”

You were quick to shake your head “No, of course not.” He seemed taken aback “Then… Why are you sad?”

Sunghoon was always so sweet and caring with you, he was still trying to get himself to show you how much you mattered, and even if he struggled, he always managed to make you feel like the only girl in the world.

You took a deep breath, your demeanour filling with regret “I’m sorry, Hoon.” You murmured, your gaze falling on the ground again but his fingers brought it back up, gently tapping your chin “I saw you with that girl and I couldn’t help but feel… miserable.”

“Miserable?” Sunghoon asked, his tone quiet “You did nothing wrong, It’s my fault… I keep thinking you’ll eventually leave for someone better.”

Sunghoon helped you stand up, one of his arms sneaking around your waist, brining you close. He used the other to brush a strand of hair out of your face “I understand it’s hard to believe someone cares for you, I do.”

His voice was so gentle “But please baby,” He held your face in his palm “Believe me when I say I never want anyone else, and if I get to have you for the rest of my life, I could never ask for more.”

Your breath hitched at his oh so romantic confession, making the air taste sweeter. He pressed a featherlight kiss on your lips, just to deepen it.

The kiss held all your unspoken feelings, making the worries disappear with its magic “Let’s go home now,” Sunghoon murmured on your lips “I want to hold you and cuddle until we fall asleep.”

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[f10werfae]

My Wife, My Love

pairing: Construction!BF!Chris x GF!Reader

Summary: with y/n taking a new job across town, her hunk of a man pays her a steamy visit, and big decisions are made

Disclaimer: This story is fiction and should not be taken literally, the behaviour is simply imaginative and the content may be inappropriate

can be read as part of build up

Warnings: Age gap (Reader is 8 years younger and is in early 20s), dirty talk, spit, breast play, penetration, breeding kink, slight humiliation, squirting, oral

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(Y/n's P.O.V)

Ever since I had met Chris all those months ago, we had honestly been texting non stop even though I had started a new job as a chef a whole town away. I was missing his cute handsome face, and the way he just loved on me.

After throwing out the rest of food I couldn’t bare to finish, I just sat staring at the dull ass grey walls of my apartment, the atmosphere itself just draining. Sure there were a few family pictures laying about the place and mementos, but nothing ever beats being back home where everything you know is.

With the occasional sext and visit from Chris I was able to get by, although he did say I was not to touch what was his and I was not going to go against that

Even though my pa strongly disapproved of us, mostly due to the age gap, I did not let that waver my decision of seeing Chris. I'm in love with this man.

*Knock Knock*

Letting out a massive sigh I opened the door to see a massive bouquet of flowers being pushed to my face, before I saw a head poke out from the side.

"CHRIS?!" I squealed grabbing the flowers and setting them on the table by the door, jumping straight into his arms, a deep chuckle reverberating through his chest as he brought us inside.

“Well don’t ya look all pretty? Don’t suppose you were dressin' up for someone else were ya sugar?” He teased setting me on one of my bar stools in the kitchen, his hands not letting go of my waist.

“Nuh uh, was jus' thinkin bout you” I replied bitting my lip smirking back at him, his beard had grown and so had his hair, giving him a more matured sexy look.

“Oh yeah? what was you thinkin’ about?”

He inquired leaning in closer to me, his hands situating themselves onto my thighs to rub onto them softly. “Just thinkin thoughts” I said dismissively kicking my legs back and forth.

“Alright alright I won’t push ya, but I got somethin for ya” He laughed taking off his backpack, that’s when my eyes were glued to what he was wearing. A white tight polo shirt that accentuated his body, along with a pair of black trackies, how was this my man?

“This is for you when i’m not around” He said pulling out a brown teddy bear, dressed in construction work, it even had the name tag Chris on it.

“Aw Chris” I pouted taking the furry thing into my arms and hugging it dearly, hell he even sprayed it with his citrus cologne.

“You’re so sweet” I cooed looking up at the older man who I now had wrapped around my finger. Setting the teddy onto the counter behind me, I brought my hand up to behind his neck and pulled him down for his lips to meet mine.

My soft pink ones being pressed against his, it wasn’t long before I felt his tongue probing at my lips to open them, which he did. His teeth clashing against mine as his tongue ravaged my mouth, both of our lips now shiny with saliva as he pulled away smirking.

“God did I miss my sweet girl” His whispered, his thumb brushing under my bottom lip before he stood up fully.

“Where’d you get this flimsy thing then?” He suddenly asked pulling at the bow of my sundress, with it now being spring I had spent a lot of my pay on new dresses, this one being my new favourite.

“I-I bought it at the mall”

“It’s beautiful honey, ya look like my wife already” He smirked playing around with the tied ribbon at the front of it, his teeth holding onto his bottom lip as he stood back to look at me full view.

“A-are you hungry baby? I have some pasta from this morning in the microwave, I did have some pancakes but I threw them out”

“I’ll take anythin my girl makes” He said sliding onto the bar stool after I got off, his eyes trained on me while I moved around the kitchen flawlessly, my hair now tied into a high ponytail. “Gah I can’t wait to come home from work n’ jus see you waitin for me at home like this. All pretty and domestic” He swooned, his head resting on the palm of his hand.

“Yeah well you gotta ask me first” I joked taking the pasta out of the microwave and setting it in front of him, taking the seat beside him.

“Baby this is so good” He groaned as I fed him his first bite, a proud smile coming onto my face knowing my man enjoyed what I was eating.

“You gon cook for our babies like this? They’re so lucky”

“Stop it Chris you’re makin' me all flustered” I groaned gathering some more macaroni onto my fork,

“What? Am I lyin? We both know we’re gettin married and havin kids” He shrugged knowingly, a smirk evident on his face while his hand rested on my knee.

-

With the pasta now finished, Chris had taken it upon himself to grab my hand and walk us into my bedroom, luckily it could even fit a double bed. Kicking his socks off, he layed down with an arm folded behind his head, the other patting his chest as an invitation for me to lay down.

“C'mere I missed ya?” He whispered nuzzling into my hair once I got down beside him, his arms now surrounding my waist.

Using his nose he nudged me head up and caught my lips between his, if there was anything Chris loved, it was kissing, doesn’t matter how filthy it gets.

“Stick your fuckin’ tongue out baby” He growled into my mouth, taking my tongue and sucking it between his plump lips. Mewls leaving my mouth the harder he went, letting go he leant back and spat straight onto my tongue, his mouth clamping right back onto mine to delve deeper.

“Gah your mouth is so fuckin' pretty baby, is this all for me? My mouth to use?”

“Mhm all yours” I moaned feeling him flip up the skirt part of my dress and shove his hands down my underwear. His fingers wasting no time,

“Spit” He demanded holding his fingers out in front of me, smirking when I did so and using it to lube up my own clit.

“Aww did you miss this beautiful? Your pussy is soaked, awk look your panties are soiled” He said in a degrading voice, now holding up my stained underwear between his fingers before throwing it off to wherever.

“Please baby” I breathed out, feeling his fingers slide back and forth between my pussy lips.

“Please what hunny? Ya know I need words”

“I need your mouth”

In seconds he had moved downwards, his hot breath fanning me,

“Wan' you to look me in the eyes while I kiss your pretty pussy alright? Wanna look at your pretty eyes while I make you come” He said taking both of my hands and intertwining them with his, his eyes staring deeply into my soul. His lips first placed a kiss onto my lips, his tongue teasing the slit between them with his spit.

“Ya like how I kiss your pussy like I do your mouth?”

“Mhm” I moaned out watching more and more of his face disappear, his mouth now sucking gently on my clit, my hands squeezing his letting him know just how good he was making me feel. A knot started to build up in my stomach, I knew this feeling before, it happened last time we met up

“Chris I-I think i’m gonna sq-“ Chris groaned like an animal, the sound of him slurping up my juices only made me even more horny when he came up and kissed me. Letting me taste myself onto his tongue, I felt my eyes roll back when he started humping his hardened cock into my sensitive clit.

His trackies now pulled down to his ankles as he rutted against me, his face in between my tits as he kissed and licked them as if his life depended on it.

“Baby i’m gonna wife the fuck outta you, gon have you everyday all day when the time comes, your pussys just gonna be throbbin constantly for me”

He groaned, the tip of his cock now slipping in between my folds and into my wet hole, it’s almost as if we were made for each other.

(Chris' P.O.V)

“Fahk Y/n, jus wanna be in you all day” I moaned sinking into her, bottoming out so my balls rested on her ass. Her face dazed out, with her eyes half lidded looking at me with so much love, this girl really had my heart in her hands.

I always thought I’d end up alone in life in the end, everyone else around me had gotten married n whatnot, but here I am fucking the love of my life senselessly.

Thrusting up into her once, a small whimper came out of her pouty lips, her hands grabbing on tightly to my biceps. A smirk forming onto my face as her eyes rolled back the faster I went on.

“You’re so beautiful baby, you’re my wife aren’t ya? Jus made for me and for me alone” I taunted, one of my hands ripping the front of her dress to reveal her braless breasts, the sight of them bouncing in rhythm only made me harder. Her nipples only getting bigger the harder they got, bless they were basically asked to me sucked on and who was I to defy them of that.

Bending my neck down I took one nipple in my mouth sucking relentlessly,

“Fuck Chris, you know how sensitive my tits are”

“I know baby, but i’m here to take care of you remember?” I said licking all over her breasts, my spit gathering on her sternum which slowly dribbled down to add onto her wet pussy. Releasing her tit with a loud pop, I felt her clench around my cock tightly, she was about to cum and I could feel it. The thought of filling her up only made this even more hotter, my cock starting to build up.

“I wanna kiss you while I cum baby, please I want a kiss” She moaned out hazily, her tongue just sticking out helplessly, her drool spilling onto her chin making me smirk at her expression. Taking her tongue into my mouth, I felt her moan into it, instead of thrusting faster I chose to go deeper and slower hitting her spot over and over again.

I opened my eyes to see her brows furrowed in ecstasy, feeling her suck and bite on the tip of my tongue cutely almost as if she couldn’t take the size of it either.

(Y/n's P.O.V)

With his tongue between my lips, I was pushed over the edge when his thumb started toying with my clit, my body arching back into the bed as I came, Chris kissing all over my tits and stomach. His thrusting continuing to slap into my hips as he chased his own high, my pussy now throbbing from him.

“Please cum Chris, wanna feel all warm n full of you baby” I moaned taking his face between my hands and pressing a sweet kiss to his cheek, my hands going around his shoulders to hide myself in his neck.

“Oh baby I’ll do whatever ya want, even give you a baby if that’s what it takes. Gonna show everyone that you’re walkin' around full of my cum”

He whispered gritting his teeth, his cock twitching inside of me before I felt him spurt his warm cum deep inside me. A deep chuckle leaving him as he sat up and grabbed his phone from the floor, taking a picture of his cum leaking out of my abused raw pussy.

A raw blush on my face as he showed me the picture with pride, throwing the phone once again to the side.

“Ya alright gorgeous, didn’t go too hard did I?”

He asked, his eyes now looking at me tenderly, coming up to lay beside me. Shaking my head I leaned over and rested my head onto his chest, his arm resting over me as it softly tickled my back.

How could I survive another minute without him here? In another few days he’d have to go back home and i’d be here all alone again, glooming about the place because despite being here for ages, there was not one friendly soul in this place. Sure the pay is amazing, but what about my dreams of starting my own bakery? Was I really about to give all that up? What about Chris? I really really love him and I don’t wanna stay away from him, and I don’t think I can

“What ya thinkin' about babe” Chris' hands ran over my furrowed brows, a concerned look on his face as he kissed my forehead comfortingly.

“I-I wanna come back home Chris. I hate it here, i’m so lonely and it doesn’t feel right at all. I miss you, ma and pa, Dodger and everything else” I whined nuzzling further into his chest, if that was even possible.

“If that’s what you really want baby, who am I to object to that and I certainly won’t object to havin ya home alla time. Heck if it was alright with ya i’d move you straight in with me”

He laughed out,

“Really? You would do that?” I said shocked, wide eyed looking up at his baby blues,

“Of course hun, ya know i’ve been workin on my house for a while, there’s enough space for kids n' everythin else you could possibly need and want. N’ I know your pa probably won’t agree cus we ain’t married, but trust give me a few months and there’ll be a rock right here”

He whispered holding onto my ring finger, a gushy smile creeping it’s way onto my lips before I leant up and pressed a small sensual peck onto his lips.

“I’d love to move in with you Chris, if you’ll have me?”

“If i’ll have ya? Baby you’re already with me”

———

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blondie ♡ boo seungkwan / reader

PAIRING: boo seungkwan / afab reader WORD COUNT: 4.3k RATING: 18+ (explicit smut)

After meeting a blonde Seungkwan working in your favorite pretzel shop, you finally understand what a male thot job is.

warnings under the cut ⋆˚☆˖°

SMUT WARNINGS: casual sex (reader and kwan hook up in a small amount of time after meeting), dom!kwan, making out, dirty talk, some pet names and derogatory names (baby, pretty girl, needy girl, sweetie, slut, fucktoy), dry humping, breast/nipple play, a few spanks, fingering, oral sex (both f. and m. receiving), sex from behind, missionary sex, protected sex (use of condom)

✉ hi friends! i wrote this within the span of about a week because the idea of seungkwan working in a shop but ONLY knowing how to make drinks made me laugh more than i would like to admit. i had a ton of fun writing this and i hope someone else enjoys it as well!

“What do you mean you’re out of pretzels? Isn’t this a pretzel shop?”

“My coworker is the one who does the pretzels. I only make the drinks.”

The blonde man in front of you stands behind the counter, idly picking at his pink and brown striped shirt.

You’re trying your best to not be an outraged customer, but you really just wanted a damn pretzel on your lunch break.

“So where’s your coworker?” you ask with a hand on your hip.

“Chan left early,” the man states matter-of-factly, like you were supposed to know that. “Do you want a drink? We have really good lemonade.”

You sigh and redirect your eyes back to the simple menu. The thought of leaving and going back to your dreadful job without any sort of treat sounds miserable.

“I guess I’ll take a medium frozen blue raspberry lemonade then,” you reply and pull your wallet out to pay. He gestures towards your wallet with a wave of his hands.

“Sure. Don’t worry about paying, it’s on the house,” he says with an almost unnoticeable wink that makes you freeze. “Because of the trouble.”

You smile back at the man, suddenly noticing just how handsome he is. Your dry spell must be getting really bad if you’re thirsting over a random mall worker — especially one working in a pretzel stand. He quickly finishes the drink, handing it over and keeping eye contact with you. You feel your throat go dry when his fingers graze yours.

“Thanks, have a great day!” you exclaim before he has the chance to open his mouth. You grab the cup with both hands, and practically dart to the exit of the mall to get back to work.

The blonde watches you run away and laughs to himself.

“Did she just… come to the mall for a pretzel and then leave?” Seungkwan asks himself in disbelief.

The next day, you find yourself waltzing back into the mall, headed towards the pink and brown themed pretzel shop - “Pretzel Pretzel”. As you head over to it, you can’t help but wonder who came up with such a dumb name.

This time you came after work instead of during your break, hoping to avoid the blonde man from yesterday. Imagine your utter distress when you realized how amazing that blue raspberry frozen lemonade tasted and how you now blame your terrible sweet tooth for the new craving.

Luckily, your eyes meet with a brunette man. His sharp eyes squint and his bright smile grows to greet you.

“Hi there, welcome to Pretzel Pretzel! How can I help you today?”

“Hello,” you start with a small smile. “Can I just get a cinnamon sugar pretzel and a small blue raspberry frozen lemonade?”

“Of course,” the worker replies as he rapidly taps on the screen in front of him. “Your total will be on the pinpad below.”

You pull your credit card out as your eyes wander to the desolate drink machine behind the counter, smiling as you think you must’ve lucked out today. Then, you watch the worker head over to the door right behind him and peek in.

“Seungkwan, we have a drink order!” he says cheerily and you resist the urge to roll your eyes when the man from yesterday walks out.

“Oh, hey,” he greets you when he notices you. “Finally getting your pretzel today?”

You can’t help but grimace and nod.

“And the lemonade was actually really good,” you reply with an eyebrow raised. He smirks at you and begins making your drink.

“Of course it was,” he says, turning to face the machine. “I’m skilled with my hands.”

Your eyes widen in shock at his choice of words. You can’t tell if he did that on purpose or not. The brunette man hands you a pretzel with an apologetic smile and then slides up behind the other man.

“Please don’t make our customers uncomfortable, Seungkwan!” he whispers exasperatedly. The blonde laughs and finishes up.

“Sorry, Chan,” he replies brightly and hands you the cup.

“See you next time,” he tells you with a knowing grin and you snatch the drink from him.

“Uh, thanks,” you say to the both of them before bolting to the exit. The men watch you all the way until you get to the exit doors.

“She came in yesterday when you were gone,” Seungkwan tells Chan when he notices his puzzled expression. Chan shakes his head and looks at the other man.

“This is why I keep telling you that you need to learn the pretzel part of the job! How can you work at Pretzel Pretzel and only know how to make drinks?!” Chan says with a glare.

“Look, I’m the drink guy and you’re the pretzel guy,” Seungkwan replies. “That’s how this works.”

It becomes a routine of sorts. When you’re having a tough day at work, you treat yourself to a pretzel and a drink at the mall across the street from your office building. Seeing the handsome blonde you now know as Seungkwan doesn’t hurt, either.

“So where do you work? You’re always here but I noticed you leave immediately after coming by our shop,” Seungkwan asks with tilt of his head after the two of you formally introduce yourselves to each other on your sixth visit.

“I actually work in the office across the street,” you reply with a nod. “I just came here that one day because I was craving a pretzel.”

“And you didn’t even get one,” he says with a dramatic sigh. “I would’ve left a terrible review on Google if that happened to me.”

“I’m still considering that,” you whisper and Seungkwan laughs. As usual, you take your pretzel and drink and leave after you finish conversing.

The next week, you miss your normal visits to the pretzel shop after you begin feeling under the weather. On Friday, you force yourself to hit the mall department store in search of a birthday gift for your friend.

You sigh, sifting through the clothes on the rack trying to find something halfway decent. A light blue dress pulls your attention and you grab the hanger to look at it.

“That’s a pretty dress,” says a familiar voice from behind you.

Your head whips around in surprise, immediately spotting Seungkwan in casual clothing. Your eyes immediately take in the oversized hoodie and jeans that he’s wearing. When you finally meet his gaze, he’s smiling knowingly at you.

“It’s a gift,” you reply with a forced smile. He hums and casually steps toward you.

“I haven’t seen you at the shop lately,” Seungkwan says as he absentmindedly looks at clothes himself.

“I got sick this week,” you reply with an exhale. “Can’t you tell by how bad I look?”

He scoffs and looks back at you.

“You’re always gorgeous.”

You swallow, throat suddenly feeling even more scratchy.

“Oh,” you reply with a nod. “Thank you.”

“You know,” Seungkwan begins with a devious smile. “I still owe you one.”

You tilt your head in question and he continues.

“Because of the pretzel.”

His sudden words make you giggle.

“So how are you gonna pay me back?” you ask him with a grin. You do, however, immediately regret your words when you notice how his eyes darken.

“Give me your phone,” he tells you and you pause. Curious about what he’s going to do, you unlock your cell and hand it to him. After a few seconds, he hands it back to you.

“There’s my number. You can text me when you decide what you want,” Seungkwan replies with a smirk. With that, he turns around and leaves the store. Your jaw almost drops while you try to process what exactly just happened.

However, your shock doesn’t stop you from taking up his offer.

Maybe not being able to open a jar is your excuse at attempting a booty call — however, there is currently a jar of unopened pickles sitting on your counter. You took it as a sign.

Seungkwan must not live very far from you, because next thing you know you hear a knocking at your door. You open it, faced with fluffy hair and a smile.

“I’m glad I’m at the right door,” he says and you roll your eyes, inviting him in with a gesture of your hand. You notice how cute he looks in his casual clothes.

“Oh!” he exclaims and spins around to look at you. “There’s actually a jar.”

“Yes there is,” you begin and take a step towards him, giving him a pout. “You seem so strong, so I thought you could take care of it for me.”

“I see…” he replies lowly, openly letting his gaze fall on your body. “Don’t you want me to take care of you first?”

You swallow, feeling your face heat up. You close the gap between the both of you and nod up at him, giving him the opportunity to make a move.

Seungkwan closes his eyes and leans in to place a gentle kiss on your lips.

“I’ve been wanting to do that since the day we met,” he says in a soft voice when he pulls back to look at you.

“You wanted to kiss a stranger?” you reply with a smile, humoring yourself. He places his hands on your waist and bites his lip before replying.

“A stranger as sexy as you? Of course.”

You’re the one to lean in this time and place another kiss on his lips, followed by another and another until he has you pushed up against your kitchen counter.

The way Seungkwan’s body grazes against your chest every time he moves is slowly driving you crazy, and you can’t help but gasp when he invades your space to nip at your ear. You desperately want to beg him for more, but you decide against it in an effort to practice self control.

That is — until his hand snakes up over your thin shirt and his fingers rub over your stiff nipples.

“Oh,” you say with a small gasp of pleasure. “That feels good…”

He smirks and uses two of his fingers to pinch your right nipple, watching as your gasp turns into a moan. He takes his other hand and places it on your left breast, squeezing and massaging and he teases your sensitive nipple.

“At least take my shirt off,” you plea in a desperate voice. “Please?”

“This is more fun,” he replies and gives you a deep kiss, his tongue slipping into your mouth. You let his tongue explore your mouth before he pulls back slowly.

“Who knew that you dress like such a slut at home?” he says in a teasing voice. “Or did you just wear this to rile me up?”

Seungkwan gestures towards your thin tank top and shorts combo, and gives your tit a particularly harsh squeeze. His choice of words sends a spark down your spine.

“It worked. Don’t you like it?” you whisper, your words punctuated with a whine as he pinches both of your nipples. He nods, leaning his head into your neck to suck on the skin there. As he leaves kisses, he shallowly thrusts his hips once into yours and your head spins when you feel his hard erection pressed against your body.

“You can feel how much I like it, baby. I’m so hard for you already.”

Your eyes flutter closed as he gives another thrust, rubbing against your clothed pussy. Little does he know that you’re not wearing underwear either, and you can feel every single movement.

“Seungkwan,” you whine and wrap your arms around his neck, trying to bring him closer and gain more friction. “More, harder.”

He lets out a soft grunt in your ear and grabs ahold of your hips, rutting your body into the hard surface behind you. His cock feels amazing against you, even through his thick sweatpants. You think that you could cum from this feeling. As if he read your mind, Seungkwan pulls back from you the slightest bit to catch his breath. He looks down and you follow, both of you spotting the wet spot that you left on his crotch.

“Holy fuck,” he exclaims, eyes wide. His eyes drift towards your own shorts, seeing how they cling to your soaking wet pussy. His heavy gaze almost makes your legs buckle underneath you.

“No panties, either?” he looks into your eyes as his fingers grip even tighter onto your hips. You shake your head bashfully, secretly loving the decision you made that caused him to react like this.

“So you planned this…” Seungkwan begins, lifting his hands to gently pull down the thin straps of your tank top. “You waited for me, pussy all wet and waiting to be fucked. You need me to help you, right baby?”

He pulls the front of your tank top down so that your sensitive tits are exposed, waiting for your answer. While you stare at him, breathing heavily, he pulls the fabric over your head and throws it to the floor.

“That’s… you’re right. I need you to fuck me,” you say shakily. He smiles, placing a hand on your chin and kissing you sweetly.

“I know. I’ll take care of you, my needy girl.”

He quickly strips off his own shirt, not giving you a chance to admire his body before he lifts you up by the hips and places you on the counter behind you. His hands work quickly and slide your thin shorts down your legs, smirking at the wet spot he sees on them.

Seungkwan kneels onto the floor, spreading your legs before him and swallowing at the sight of your swollen cunt. Without a word, he spreads your folds with his thumbs and licks at your wet entrance.

You feel your whole body react to the touch, your pussy twitching in pleasure. He focuses on your hole, letting his tongue circle it and gently lick at it. You moan his name loudly and scramble to place your hands on his broad shoulders.

“Oh shit,” you exclaim when he moves on to suck on your sensitive clit. You can feel it throbbing. He flicks his tongue on it, simultaneously slipping two fingers inside of you. Your pussy takes them in easily with how aroused you are. He doesn’t take long before he begins fucking you with his fingers against your g-spot.

“Seungkwan,” you whimper and move one of your hands to thread through his blonde hair. “Your mouth is amazing.”

He moans and you watch his eyes close as he continues to tongue your clit and slide his fingers in and out of you, drawing loud sounds from your throat. You can feel your orgasm approaching quickly, but you want to wait on it.

“Gonna cum, Kwan,” you breathe out. “But I wanna cum when you’re inside of me.”

Seungkwan pauses his actions, pulling his fingers out and licking up the remaining wetness all over your cunt.

“You taste so good, I could do this every day for the rest of my life,” he sighs before putting his fingers in his mouth and sucking them clean. The lewd display makes your pussy clench around nothing. Your eyes are then drawn to the clear outline of his erection in his sweatpants, and you swear you can feel your mouth begin to water.

Before he can say anything, you slide down from the counter to stand in front of him and pull him into a deep kiss. You pull back and lean into his neck.

“I want to suck your cock,” you whisper into his ear and run a hand down his chest, stopping to grope his hard cock through the fabric. He groans and places a hand on your ass, giving it a squeeze.

“Be my guest, pretty girl,” he replies with a small smile that makes your heart skip a beat. You nod, carefully dropping down to your knees in front of him. Your fingers find the waistband of both his pants and underwear, pulling them down at the same time. His erection springs free and you almost moan at the sight of his thick, throbbing cock.

“You look like you wanna eat me,” Seungkwan says with a small laugh that makes you grin.

“Maybe I do,” you reply teasingly as you wrap a hand around him. “I’ve been thinking about this all day.”

His length twitches in your hand at your words and you wink up at him before licking the precum leaking from his tip. He groans quietly and places a hand on your head. You continue by running your tongue down his shaft, before lifting his cock and licking his balls.

You slide your mouth back up, and then fully wrap your lips around the head of his length to work your tongue over it. The sounds coming from Seungkwan’s mouth are making it hard for you to focus, but you continue nonetheless.

“Fuck,” he breathes out when you finally take his cock inside your mouth. You take him in as much as you can handle, feeling his hand rub your head soothingly. His length slides in and out of your mouth as he continues to moan your name.

“You’re doing so well, you look so pretty,” he begins to ramble desperately while you speed up your motions. Your watery eyes look up into his and you feel his hips stutter against you. You take your mouth off his cock, using your hand to rub your spit up and down the shaft.

Before you can continue, Seungkwan gently pulls you away from his cock and up so you can stand. Suddenly, his hands wrap around your body and he pulls you close to him.

“I need to be inside of you right now, baby,” he says, voice raspy. You nod, letting him spin you around and put you into position facing the counter. You turn your head to the side, watching him.

“Do you have a condom?” you ask, ready to offer one if he didn’t. He nods and bends over to reach into his sweatpants pocket. The sight makes you giggle.

“So if you brought one, doesn’t that mean you planned for this to happen?” you say with a teasing pout, making Seungkwan smile.

“You aren’t the only one who’s been thinking about this,” he replies with a kiss on your head. You watch him roll the condom on his cock, excited to feel him inside of you.

He places his hands on your waist, pulling your ass towards him. Your back arches to give him easier access. Giving you a playful spank, he begins lining his cock up and then slowly slides inside of you.

The two of you moan in unison as Seungkwan enters your pussy in one thrust. You clench around him, pulling a string of curses from his lips. Your insides feel so full that you can’t help but lean forward to rest your dazed head against the surface in front of you.

“I want you to wreck me,” you tell him shakily, feeling delirious from the pleasure spreading throughout your body. “Just fuck me, please?”

“Fuck,” Seungkwan curses as he begins moving, taking no time to be gentle. “I can feel how much your pussy loves my cock.”

You gasp and lay your front half against the counter, your arms shaking from the grip you have on the edge. The cold material against your sensitive nipples multiplies the feeling.

“You like getting fucked like this by a stranger, hmm?” he towers over your back and whispers in your ear. “I know you wanted my cock since the first time you saw me.”

You nod wildly, trying to whine out an affirmative answer. Seungkwan’s pace is brutal, but you love it. His words send a thrill down your spine, because you know that he’s right. You did secretly want him the first time you laid eyes on him.

His pace slows down and he begins fucking you slow and deep, pushing every inch of himself against your walls. His hands run softly up and down your body, contrasting how overwhelmed you feel. He slowly pulls his cock out of you, and then slides it back in.

“Hear how soaked your pussy is?” he asks in a cocky tone. Your cunt twitches around him and he begins thrusting faster. “Who are you this wet for?”

“Y-you,” you moan out desperately. “It’s all for you.”

Seungkwan hums, satisfied with your answer. He gives your ass another slap before pulling out of you completely. A surprised gasp leaves you and you look back at him, eyes pleading silently. His hand caresses your face as he rubs a thumb against your cheek.

“You look so pretty like this, all needy and desperate,” he says with a sigh. “It would be fun to leave you here like this just to hear you beg.”

“Seungkwan,” you reply in pure shock. You turn your body around to face him and his lustful expression makes your blood run hot. At this point, all you want is him inside of you.

“Please…” you begin as you push your self back up onto the counter, sitting and spreading your legs wide open. You hook your arms under your knees to push them apart and fully display your swollen cunt to the man in front of you.

Seungkwan’s eyes roam over you, making you feel even more exposed. Without saying a word, he steps forward to lean over your body. He positions himself so that the head of his cock barely rubs against your slick pussy.

“Beg for it,” he says with a vicious smirk.

You lay your head back, focusing on the barely-there feeling of stimulation on your clit. Pride be damned, you need him inside you immediately. You prop your upper body on your elbows and look him in the eyes.

“I’ve been fantasizing about you fucking me since I met you,” you tell him, beginning to slowly wrap your legs around his waist. “I’ve been good for you, please?”

His eyelids lower and you watch his Adam’s apple move as he swallows. You finally feel him push into you, stretching you out again.

“You’re my good little slut now, right?” Seungkwan breathes out. “My pretty fucktoy.”

You moan unabashedly, your walls tightening around his fully sheathed cock. Your whole body heats up with a mixture of embarrassment and arousal.

“Yes, yes, I’m all yours, Seungkwan,” you admit with a whine. He grunts in response and tightly grips onto your thighs, spreading your legs as much as possible. As he continues thrusting, he leans down to take one of your sensitive nipples in his mouth and sucks hard. The added stimulation has you groaning, your cunt twitching wildly around him.

“Want you to cum around my cock, sweetie, okay?” he commands and quickens his pace, bringing a hand down to your clit to rub on it.

Your whole body tenses at the contact and you shudder. His lewd groans reverberating in your ear make your head spin and you instinctively wrap your legs even tighter around his waist.

“Cum inside me, p-please, Seungkwan,” you breathe out and he fucks you harder into the counter in response. His fingers quickly stroke your sensitive clit, bringing you to the brink of satisfaction.

You let the pleasure roll over your body in waves, your climax hitting you hard. In the midst of cumming you can feel Seungkwan’s cock throb and twitch as he spills his release into the condom. A soft whine leaves your throat as you feel the warmth radiating inside you.

He lets out a shaky breath, resting his forehead on your shoulder and placing his hands on your back to pull you closer. You sigh contentedly in his arms and close your eyes, waiting to make a move as you catch your breath.

After a few silent moments, Seungkwan hums as he gently pulls out of you, keeping his grip on you so you don’t fall backwards.

“Can I take you to bed?” he asks in a soft voice, taking your face in his hands. You feel your heart swell and you nod.

He smiles and pulls back from you to take the condom off and dispose of it — into your kitchen garbage. You scrunch your face without thinking and he laughs.

“Sorry, it was the nearest trash can,” he says and kisses you on the forehead.

He lifts you up off the counter and carries you bridal style out of the kitchen, finding his way to your bedroom. Your mind wanders to think about how messy your room is and how you should’ve cleaned more earlier.

“Sorry it’s messy in here,” you tell him, letting out a yawn. He flicks the light on and smiles down at you.

“Do you really think I care?” the blonde replies in a teasing voice. “I just fucked you on your kitchen counter.”

“Gross!” you say with a gasp and lightly smack him on the arm.

He lays you down onto your sheets, quickly finding a blanket and throwing it on top of you to tuck you in. His gaze wanders around your room, looking around as if he’s trying to get to know you just by your decor.

You find his hand, intertwining your fingers with his to bring his attention back to you.

“Seungkwan, will you stay the night?” you ask him with a squeeze of his hand. It’s unlike you to put your heart on the line for someone you’ve known so shortly, but it somehow feels right.

After a beat of silence, he brings your hand to his lips and kisses it.

“Anything for you.”

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[plentyoffandoms]

Stalking f/reader and shower s$x with Hook

One Way or Another

Hook x f/Reader (18+)

Just like all my other stories, this has not been proofread, but please enjoy.

Warnings: Some swearing. Stalking. P in v sex. Spitting. Oral (m receiving).

I am sorry it has taken me so long. I had no idea what to write for this until now. This got a bit longer than I intended.

Gifs and photos do not belong to me. 1st gif @joesburrow

Main Masterlist ♡ Hook Masterlist

Summary: Hook becomes obsessed with his new neighbour.

Tyler - Hook

I knew someone moved in next door to me when I bypassed the moving truck and the movers, but I didn't stop to introduce myself as I was already running late to meet the guys for training.

I didn't stop and introduce myself when I saw the back of her head at the mall box in the front lobby as I was rushing out the door to catch the Uber that was taking me to the airport.

But I sure as hell heard her soft laugh and smelt her perfume that, for some strange reason, made me twitch in my sweat pants.

I forgot all about this new neighbour until I got home and finally saw her.

I was in the elevator, and the doors were about to close when I heard someone shout for me to hold the elevator.

I saw a woman running towards me, her arms filled with grocery bags. I knew it was her the moment she walked in the elevator, smiling at me and saying thank you.

"No problem. Which floor."

"No need. Already going to the same floor." She said kindly to me.

I knew I should have offered to help with her groceries, but I was having a problem of my own. I was reacting to her like I would if I was still a teenage boy.

If I wasn't hunched over and pulling my long sweater down, she would definitely be seeing the tent in my pants.

We finally reached our floor and I watched to see which unit was hers. Just two doors down from me.

I took my time opening my door, pretending to be distracted by my phone, and out of the corner of my eye, I saw her look over at me before she walked into her apartment.

◆

I made sure to bump into whenever I could. Through our little conversations, I learned her name, where she was from and where she worked.

Now I just need to know more about her, but there is only so much that I can ask in the elevator, but I had an idea.

I looked in my fridge and saw that I was low on juice. I knew she would be home, so I knocked on her door. I heard her call out, 'Just a minute.' Before the door swung open.

Her hair was in a messy bun, no makeup, and a long t-shirt I can only assume she wore to bed. I wonder if she has anything on underneath?

"Oh hey Tyler," fuck me, I love it when she says my name like that. "What's up?"

"Just wondering if you have any juice? I ran out, and I usually like some with breakfast. " Real smooth there dipshit.

"Yeah, let me see. Apple, okay?" I quickly nodded my head.

"Come in. Let me look in the pantry. I bought a bunch when they were on sale." She said as she turned around and walked down the hall.

I closed the door behind me and took in the sight of her apartment. Clean, pictures of family and friends all over. Some plants and on the table by the front door, I could see the spare key that they give to us when we move in.

"Here you go." I was pulled away from my thoughts on if I should take the key or not when she answered it for me.

"Do you mind being my apartment buddy? I know you travel a lot for work, and I can grab your mail and place it in your apartment." She handed me her spare key, and I closed my fist tightly around it, not wanting to lose it.

"Sure. I'll grab my spare and give it to you. Thank you."

◆

The weeks went on, and I found myself using her spare key more than any sane person ever would need too.

First, I was just snooping around her apartment to get to know her a bit better. Then her garbage. Which quickly went to me looking through her drawers.

I found her dildo that she kept in her bedside table. I could only imagine what she looked like as she made herself cum on this.

Which was driving me insane. So I looked online and found the perfect camera, which I gave to her.

"Suprise. You told me that your charging station wasn't charging as fast, so I got you one."

"Thank you, Tyler. I've been meaning to go and buy another one, but just haven't had time."

"No need for thanks. I was out with my friends and saw this. Hope it works."

I waited patiently in my place, looking at my laptop.

And I waited. I was just about to close the laptop when it showed the inside of her room.

Where she had, next to her bed, I could see everything. I turned up the volume to see if the sound was working, and I punched the air when I heard her talking on the phone.

"I have no idea what to wear tonight, Dede."

"Just wear something that is easy to take off. You know you won't be keeping your clothes on." Was all I heard before I saw red.

She had a date?

Why didn't she tell me?

What the fuck does he look like?

Is she gonna fuck him?

I found out the answer to the last question as I watched her ride the lucky bastard in her bed. Her back arched, her eyes closed as her body shook as she came all over his cock.

I was breathing heavy as I closed the laptop, not wanting to watch her wrap her lips around his cock.

I looked down my body and saw the mess that I had made. I even felt a bit of my own jizz on chin. Time for a shower.

◆

While I was in my shower, a great, wonderful idea popped into my head. Now, just to make it all come together.

This idea took a bit to pill together. I had to travel for a few weeks, and then I would have some time off.

While I was gone, I would watch the cameras I already had up in my place, and see her come into my place to drop off my mail or water my plants.

But I made sure to keep watching the camera in her room. The man from that night never came back, but other men came.

I watched as each and every man pounded her into her mattress, making her moan their names. Some made her cum. Some didn't.

But one buffoon helped push her towards me without either one knowing.

I could hear her asking him to leave, and he didn't want to. "Come on, baby. Just one more time, and then I will leave."

"I don't have time for this. Leave. I have work."

"I'll stay until you get back."

"If you are not gone in the next 5 minutes, I'll be calling the cops."

The asshole didn't like that and locked himself in her washroom. By the time the cops came, he had already smashed it and was in no way usable.

I felt my phone vibrate, and I knew it was her calling. "Tyler?" Her voice was shaken for obvious reason.

"Are you okay? You sound upset." I asked with fake concern. She told me what happened.

"Just stay in my place until your place is fixed."

"Are you sure?"

"Of course I am sure. Just pack your essentials. My home is your home."

"When you get back, I will cook you your favourite meal."

"And I can't wait."

◆

I watched as she moved in. I told her to take make herself comfortable. What I meant by the was I hope she plays with herself on my bed.

But she never did.

She never brought anyone back to my place and she was home every night like clockwork, so she wasn't going to someone's home.

She must be getting off in the shower. The poor thing must be frustrated. Well, that is all going to change when I get home.

◆

I was opening my front door, calling out her name. "You here? I got on an earlier flight." No noise. But that is due to being in the shower.

I played it off like she wasn't home as I went to my bedroom. I could hear the shower on in there.

I got undressed and grabbed a towel, and placed it over my shoulder. The scream she let out when she saw me standing there naked, almost brought a smirk to my face.

"Tyler?!"

I placed my towel around my waist but I saw her look down and her eyes were wide at the size of me.

"Shit. I got on an earlier flight. I thought you were out." I played it off as I turned away. I heard the shower turn off, and the shower door open.

"I am done anyways. Welcome home." She said to me as she walked past me. She gave me a kiss on the cheek as she closed the door behind her.

I saw that my shower head wasn't in its spot, but hanging down and the nozzle head setting has changed to pulsating. Well fuck me, so this is how she is getting off.

◆

That night, she made a wonderful homecooked meal, and we talked about anything.

"Now that you are home, I can sleep on the couch."

"Nonsense," I said. "My bed is big enough for the both of us."

"Only if you are sure."

"I am more than sure."

The first night we slept, it was fine. She was wearing shorts and a T-shirt but I wanted to see more skin.

So, a few days later, I turned off my AC.

"Why is it so hot in here?" She was waving a hand in front of her face.

"AC is broken. Got someone coming in tomorrow." I said to her. I could see her looking me up and down. I was only in a pair of boxers, while she was in shorts and a t-shirt once more.

But I needed to see more skin. As the day went on, it was getting warmer and even I started to become irritable.

"I am gonna go take a cold shower." I told her, not able to take the heat anymore.

"Don't be surprised if I join you. That sounds wonderful." I knew she was joking, but I let her know that it was fine.

"Look, we are two grown adults. If you can't take the heat anymore. Join me in the shower." Was all I said as I headed down my washroom.

I was barely under the cool water, and she was already knocking on the door to come in. "Just so you know, I am naked." I called out.

The door swung open, and she was standing in her towel. "I don't care. I can't take the heat anymore. Move aside Tyler." And dropped her towel, and I did as she asked and stepped aside for her to get under the water.

The two of us were silent. I was looking her up and down, and she was trying not to look at me.

I couldn't help myself. I stepped closer and looked back as she felt how close I was. "Tyler," She softly said.

"Shh, it is okay." I placed my hands on her shoulders and started to massage her. She tensed up but then relaxed.

"Mmm, you have strong hands."

"They feel good?" A groan was my answer, which went straight to cock. I took another step forward, and she let out a soft gasp as she felt my hard cock poking her ass.

"Tyler, what are you doing?" She went to turn around to face me, but I held her in place. "Just trying to help you relax. I know you are frustrated with your washroom and now the AC."

I didn't let her know that I knew that her washroom was fixed and has been for a few days now.

"Besides, you will be going back to your place soon and I have to leave for England." I dropped my arms to my side and she turned around.

"I leave in two days' time, and by the time I am gone, you will be back in your place." I pulled her flush against my body. She placed her hands on my chest, but she didn't push me away. The cool water was cascading down our bodies.

I placed my head next to hers and nipped her ear before saying, "And you will go straight back to bringing random men home when I have been here along."

She gasped and pulled away, asking how I knew. "I am up early. You know I run every morning. I see them leaving your place."

"Oh." Then she got angry. "Is that why you are being so nice to me? So I will sleep with you?"

Yes. "No, of course not. I just know how frustrated you have been, and I am offering my body to you."

She scoffed and went to leave the shower, so I had to pull out the big guns. "I know your place has been fixed for a few days, yet you stay with me." That had her stopping in her tracks.

"How did you know?" She asked me as turned to look at me.

"The super told me. She said she had already told you."

"I just didn't want to be alone."

Silence.

"Look, I know you have been frustrated, and I have been too. Now, why don't we help each other out, and we can go back to being friends." I layed the offer on the table.

I waited for her to speak, but she didn't say a word as she got on her knees and gripped my cock at the base and started to jerk me off as she took me slowly into her mouth.

I placed my hands on the back of her head and took over. She gagged when the tip hit the back of her throat, but she worked through it until she had me completely down her throat.

"Oh fuck. Look at me gorgeous." My heated gaze connected with her teary eyes. "I am gonna fuck this throat, then your pussy and you are not gonna touch yourself. When you come, I want you to come all over my cock."

I gripped the side of her head and started to rock back and forth, barely pulling out of her sweet mouth.

The gagging and chocking noises had me right on the edge, and I had to pull out a few times to stop myself from finishing before I even get to fuck her.

She was gasping between each little break I gave her, but she took each thrust like a champ.

"Eyes on me." I growled out each and every time she went to close her eyes. I fucked her throat a bit harder than I intended and I knew it would be sore after, but that just made it so much hotter.

It was time to fuck her. I pulled out of her mouth and she gripped her throat as she gasped for air once more.

I helped her up and placed one of her legs around my waist as she gripped my shoulders.

I reached down between our bodies and gripped my cock and rubbed it against her pussy. Her eyes threatened the flutter close and they finally did when I slid inside of her.

My own eyes closed as I felt how warm and tight she was. "Fuck, your so fucking tight." My mouth was hanging open, trying to calm myself down before I make a fool of myself and finish before I really got a chance to fuck her.

"Tyler." She squealed when I started moving. I would pull out just enough to leave the tip in and then slam into her. She was biting her lip so hard that it was bleeding.

My pace quickened, and I couldn't hold back anymore, but this was becoming dangerous, but I had one thing I wanted to do before I switched positions.

I wrapped my hand around her throat. "Open." She shook her head no, so I squeezed a bit tighter. "I said open."

She opened her mouth, and I spit and then slammed my mouth against hers in a sloppy, messy kiss.

I pulled out of her, and to my delight, she whimpered. I sat down on the shower floor and patted my lap.

I gripped my cock once more as I helped her to sit on me. I bit my own lip when she sat down and took me even deeper.

"You feel like you are in my stomach." She groaned as she started to bounce on my lap.

"Fuck that is hot. Come on, gorgeous, ride me faster." I slapped her ass and she squealed, but she started to move faster.

I was close, and I knew she was to with her pussy was squeezing me, so I wrapped my arm around her waist, pulled her down against my chest and started to to thrust up into her.

My other hand went to her ass and slapped it a few times. I removed my arm from her waist, but she didn't move, and put my other hand on her other ass cheek and spread them.

"Gonna fuck your ass next." I said to her as I pushed two fingers inside her tight hole.

"Tyler!" Her back arched, just like I have seen it do so many times, and her pussy started to spasm around my cock.

She got so tight that I could hardly move. With a groan of her name, I came deep inside of her. Her body shook from the aftermath of what we just did.

"Next time?" She finally asked.

"Oh yeah. Maybe come in your mouth first, then your ass. Maybe take some photos for when I travel." She slapped my chest at that suggestion.

But as I was sitting on the plane to England, I couldn't help but think about all those photos and videos I took of us.

Her looking up at me, mouth wide open and filled with my cum, then her swallowing and showing me that it was gone.

Me sliding into her ass for the first time. The cum leaking out of her ass.

Maybe one day I will tell her that I placed cameras all over her apartment or a tracker on her car, but maybe not.

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[justblades]

♡ MAKE LOVE WITH ME ! ➠ 100 EVENT

PROMPTS ; #95 ❝ quiet, baby, the others will hear. ❞

#86 ❝ does it make you nervous when i stare? ❞

WARNINGS ; use of sex toy in public, teasing, implied public sex, bath tub sex (gender neutral! reader)

#95 " quiet, baby, the others will hear. "

you struggle to weave through the bustling crowds in the mall, your knees threatening to wobble in every step that you take. meanwhile the raven haired behind you takes little steps forward, his hand on his pocket with a sinister smirk sculpted on his luscious lips.

and then there goes the vibrating feeling inside you again, but this time, the frequency spiked. clutching on your stomach tightly, you unintentionally bend over to ease the feeling. you look back at shu to send him a signal, to atleast have some mercy on your poor body. but to no avail, he only pressed the 'plus' button twice— granting you a moan bubbling from your throat. the butt plug continues to wiggle inside your hole, you never knew walking around the mall could be this hard.

fortunately, the flock of people around you were busy and occupied, their chit-chatter blends with the soft jazz music playing in the background and they weren't able to hear your suspicious noises. shu finally catches up to you and snakes his hand in yours, intertwining his fingers. "quiet, baby, the others will hear." ending the sentence with a menacing smile.

you whimper at shu's soft breathe tickling the sensitive spot of your neck, the scent of his perfume was enticing as it's your favorite. the amount of times of teasing has gotten you feeling lethargic and all dizzy that you couldn't help but rest your head on shu's broad, well-sculpted shoulders.

"just a little more baby. the toilet is nearby, i'm gonna remove it then once we arrive there." he points to the sign hanging on the mall's monotone ceilings while also assisting you to walk properly. "okay, fine." the moment he hears your response, the butt plug's frequency and intensity decreases. for some reason, now that its vibration and movements have regressed, you're feeling more sensitive than before.

braving through shu's teasing with his wicked ways, you finally manage to sneak yourself with him in a particular cubicle. you heave a long sigh in relief as you strip your clothes off, well prepared to whip out the accessory adorning your asshole.

"i suppose that's enough for today. i'll give you a reward when we go home . . . or should i just give you my dick right here and right now?"

#86 " does it make you nervous when i stare? "

shu and you decided to lavish on an expensive getaway, staying over a five star hotel with the nature's greatest masterpieces showcased on the scenic view from the seven foot tall french windows, the cold gust of wind blowing each second.

as you toss a lavender scented bath powder to the circular, bubbling tub, you flinch when you felt a familiar sensation rubbing your back with smooth, velvety hands. "shu, don't scare me like that." you tell him and pivot around to meet shu with a chaste kiss you've been showering him in all day long. hooking your arms around his neck and adore his features once more, getting lost in his galaxy-like irises.

"the water's gonna get cold if we don't hop on in." he chuckles after his sentence and you sigh in defeat. "i guess you're right." you dip your toes in the spacious tub to test the temperature if it was to your liking and immediately felt lolled into the waters once you did so. a refreshing, calming feeling washes over you once you submerge your whole body into the tub, the lukewarm, lilac hued bath ripples along your movements.

not a minute after shu joins you, positioning himself across you. you hum in satisfaction and close your eyes to indulge in the moment. "come closer to me." your partner's voice chimes into your ears like a sweet tune and you peek with one eye open to be certain you heard him right followed by him motioning to his thighs with an innocent smile. you creep up on to his body and straddle him, you could feel his dick slightly growing the more he felt your body on him, the proximity decreasing by each minute.

but then all of a sudden, he sticks his tongue out and plays with your soft nipples, the very point toying with your body. you try to stifle your heavy breathing with a hand on your mouth and shut your eyes but apparently, shu could see every single expression that you show to him.

"don't look at me like that." you whine and whip your head to another direction and shu halts for a moment. “does it make you nervous when i stare?”

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[maladaptive-day-dreams]

why good day and hello!

lovely to be acquainted with the talented writer behind some of the lovely examples I've read! I do hope you're starting the day swell ♡

as we jump into the spooky season, i was kinda curious of the concept of vampire!eddie forming a sweet bond with a shy!hunter reader; perhaps in due time it opens the both up more and blossom into some special?

I am SO sorry this took so long😅life got hella busy and this got 3k words longer than intended🫣

Unlikely Friends

vamp!eddie x gn!shy!vamp hunter!reader, angst & fluff, 4.7k words

CW: blood/mention of blood, new vampire hunter reader, talk of duty, verbal teasing, sweet moments, parental disowning, Steve being a bit of a dick, worried Dustin

You’re new to the whole “vampire hunter” thing. Your dad sprung it on you last month on your 20th birthday and you started training the next day.

You still don’t know how you got here though—wandering through the dark forest of Hawkins Indiana with only a stake gun and some vervain shots.

“You got this kid, you’ll do great,” your dad had said as he gave you the weapons and gently pushed you towards the woods.

That seemed far fetched considering you could barely deal with the sight of blood in anatomy class when you dissected frogs or at the doctors office after you fainted that day when they had to take blood to check you out.

But here you are, stake gun in hand, eyes wide open and searching, ears alert, heart racing. Each of your steps are calculated. Remembering that your dad mentioned there was a sighting at a bonfire by the Harrington’s place that was the first place you headed. As you closed in on the Harrington house, the hairs on the back of your neck stood up and you spun around to catch a flash…of a leather jacket?

Without thinking you aimed and fired a stake at the blur that ran in front of you, sharpened wood barreling through the air only to splinter into pieces as it made contact with a tree ten feet in front of you.

“Not even gonna buy me dinner before you try and kill me?”

The voice was soft but powerful, not menacing like your father made vampires out to be. “Ruthless, fucking blood suckers. Monsters,” he’d say.

You hesitantly step back, your back meeting a tree trunk after a few steps. You close your eyes and breathe deeply trying to still your racing heart.

“Sweetheart, your heartbeat is racing. Are you excited to see me?” The voice teased again.

You didn’t respond, squeezing your eyes shut tighter in the hopes that when you opened them you’d be at home and not still in the woods. A shiver ran up your spine and your eyes shot open to see a man before you.

His eyes are a deep, chocolate brown with specks of amber. His dark hair falls in loose and frizzy waves just past his shoulders. A breeze picks up his scent of cigarettes, dewy moss and something salty but sweet. And as your eyes search his face, his plump lips curl up into a toothy smile that bares his fangs for you to see.

Your breath catches and you squeeze your eyes shut again, turning your head to the side. His hot breath hits your now exposed neck and you hear him inhale deeply.

“Fuck, darling. You smell good.”

You whimper, “please let me go home. I just want to go home.”

At that, you feel the vampire’s presence leave you. Opening your eyes to empty woods again you run all the way home, doing your best not to trip on any tree roots. ____

It’s been three days since your encounter in the woods. You try and acclimate into your new environment by walking the new mall in town—apparently the last one caught fire. You pop into a few stores and soon find yourself at the ice cream shop in the food court.

“Hello! Welcome to Scoops Ahoy, what can I get a sweet newcomer like you?” A kind-eyed brown haired man asks. You look between him and his female coworker before checking what flavors they have.

“Can I get a single scoop of Buttered Pecan in a cup please?”

“Anything for you darling,” he says with a smile.

You watch him work, his name tag catching the light, Steve. Looking to his coworker you see her name tag reads Robin. According to your dad’s notes a guy named Steve and girl named Robin were at the Harrington house when the vampire was last seen. As Steve finishes getting your scoop and brings it to the register you catch a flash of skin on his wrist where his sweatband rose. He pushed it back down quickly but you swore you saw fang marks.

“How much?” You ask.

“On the house today for the newbie in town,” Steve smiles.

“Oh,” you will your cheeks not to heat but alas, they do and now you’re blushing at a stranger. “Thank you.”

You take your ice cream and make your way to a table to finish it, staying close enough to hear Robin and Steve’s conversation.

“Ah another loss for King Steve.”

“Shut it Robin. What are we going to do about Eddie? He took from me last time—a lot honestly, I almost passed out—and none of the kids are free to help us. He can’t hunt animals for shit and there’s no way for us to like steal any, so what do we do? He’s gonna starve if we don’t do something.”

“I don’t know Steve. We’ll figure something out, we always do.”

Eddie. The name rolls around in your head. Could that be the name of the vampire that spared you? Could he be different? No, he took blood from his friend. But Steve said kids? He has to be different for there to be kids involved right? But with everything Dad has taught me, he can’t be different. Can he? ______

Dad had the radio scanner going last night and he caught a walkie talkie transmission between Steve a kid named Dustin—probably one of the ones Steve said was out of town a few days ago. So here you are getting dropped off at the same trailhead Dad let you out at last Saturday. Stake gun in hand plus something else in your satchel that your dad doesn’t need to know about.

You walk slowly into the tree line, heart beating rapidly like usual. Once you’ve made it into the thick of the woods your eyes move from your surroundings to your feet so you don’t trip on anything.

“Are you nervous, darling?” A familiar voice asks.

Your breath hitches and you stop dead in your tracks.

“Is that why you’re looking down?”

You close your eyes and focus on steadying your breathing.

“Awe, c’mon sweetheart, I hate one-sided conversations.”

You still didn’t move, eyes still closed, heart hammering in your chest. But when you hear his footsteps circle you and feel a hand run across your stomach and around your back, you drop your head and plead. “Please, I’m sorry, my father is making me do this, look for you. I don’t want to, Eddie.”

His steps stop when you utter his name.

“Eddie?” You slowly lift your head and open your eyes to find another empty forest before you. You breathe slowly and unpack your satchel. You put out your two water bottles, one filled with the rabbits blood from the three rabbits you trapped early last week for Dad’s rabbit stew and the other with deers blood from the buck your dad shot two days ago that’s currently curing for venison jerky. You had labeled the bottles crudely with a sharpie—trying your best not to pass out from the sight of blood—before shoving them into your satchel and covering them with a jacket. You also left the note, settled between the two bottles on the fallen tree a few feet away from you.

Hi Eddie , (I hope you’re who Steve was talking about on Wednesday, if not sorry for misnaming you).

I’m (Y/N) (Y/L/N). My father is a vampire hunter from Louisiana and he brought us up here when he first heard about the “animal attacks” that happened after the “earthquake.” He kinda sprung it on me. I didn’t even know vampires were a thing until my 20th birthday a week and a half ago when he forced me to start training.

I promise I don’t want to do this. I don’t even want to be here, but he’s all I’ve got left and it’s my “duty” as a (Y/L/N). There’s deer and rabbit blood in the bottles for you, so you can give Steve a break until Dustin and the other kids come back in to town. 

I’m sorry, (Y/N)

______

It’s become a Saturday night tradition for Dad to drop you at the edge of the woods. So as you make your way past the trailhead and into the trees, hearing the car drive off behind you, you close your eyes and breathe. Your satchel is heavier this time so the walk to the fallen tree takes a bit more out of you. By the time you get to the tree and sit down, your breathing heavy and your heartbeat is high.

“Comfortable enough to sit down now huh?” Eddie says.

You don’t respond, still nervous in the presence of a vampire. This time he walks slowly to you, instead of running like a flash of wind.

“You gonna actually talk to me this time, (Y/N)?”

You swallow, “you read the letter?”

“Yeah and the blood actually lasted me a little while,” he says coming to sit on the rock across from you. “Thanks for that.”

You smile at him.

“You don’t talk much do you?” He laughs.

A blush rises to your cheeks, “sorry.”

“It’s alright sweetheart, I don’t mind doing all the talking.”

You unpack your satchel in front of him. This time pulling out three bottles of blood for him, on top of a new shirt and a fresh pair of socks.

“Damn, you really know how to take care of a guy.”

You laugh as you toss him the shirt and socks. “I got you a hair tie too,” this time you get up and walk over to him to give it to him.

He looks up at you from where he sits on the rock and smiles. Eyes glinting in the moonlight and fangs bared. You’re not afraid this time, instead you look at him with curiosity.

“Might wanna take a picture darling, it’ll last longer,” he smirks as he takes the scrunchie from you and ties back his hair.

You shyly lower your eyes and step back, turning your back towards him as you retreat to your perch on the fallen tree. You don’t hear him move but you feel his body beside you moments after you reach the tree.

“Fuck, Jesus,” you say, hand over your heart.

“Sorry,” he laughs, hand reaching up to rub at his neck. “Still trying to get used to the speed.”

“It’s okay,” reaching towards the bottles you hand them to him one-by-one. “There’s rabbit in this one but it might be a bit old, dad made stew again earlier this week. And these two are wild turkey, they have a lot more blood than you’d think.”

“Thank you, (Y/N). Really. Steve was thankful too when I saw him last.”

“You’re welcome,” you sit back down on the tree and pull out a sandwich from your pack. “Do you mind if I-?”

“If you eat? So long as you don’t mind if I drink,” he laughs lightly.

You shake your head no, “I don’t mind.”

So you sit in silence, having your meals in the woods together. Both of you thankful for the company. ______

You look forward to Saturdays now. Dad thinks it’s because you’re enjoying the hunt but really it’s because you’re enjoying your weekly midnight dinners with Eddie. You’re going on four months of knowing Eddie and helping him. Two Saturdays ago you let Eddie tell Steve who was getting him blood, and this Saturday Steve, Robin and Dustin have come to meet you.

You get to the fallen tree first, perching criss-cross applesauce atop it. And shortly before you finish unpacking your and Eddie’s dinners, someone closes their hands around your eyes.

“Hmm, I wonder who that could be,” you laugh. “Eddie, quit teasing!”

Eddie’s laugh bellows behind you as he takes his hands off your eyes and hugs you around the waist from behind. You lean your head up to look at him and match the smile on his face with one of your own.

“Well I’ll be damned, I don’t think I’ve ever seen Eddie hug someone other than the kids or Uncle Wayne,” a familiar feminine voice comes from behind Eddie. Robin, Steve and Dustin were trailing behind Eddie who probably sprinted to get to you before they could ruin the surprise.

Eddie lets go of your waist and hops onto the tree beside you, sitting down and going for a bottle of blood.

“Eddie hold on I didn’t tell you what it is this week,” you laugh trying to grab the bottle from him. Steve leans agains a tree across from the log you and Eddie are sitting on while Robin and Dustin sit on the rock beside him.

“What if I wanted to guess this week?”

“There’s not much for us to hunt in Indiana so it would be an easy guess,” you laugh.

“Well, your dad makes rabbit stew like every week so I know one of these is rabbit.” He looks to you and you nod in confirmation.

“It won’t be stale this week, we went hunting on Thursday so everything is only two days old.”

“I’m sorry did you just say blood can go stale?” Dustin asks.

“I mean, not necessarily ‘stale’ but it gets more clotted the longer it sits out and I don’t want my dad asking questions so I can’t keep these in the fridge at home.”

“Oh right, yeah, your vampire hunter dad,” Steve scoffs. “Can we really trust them Eddie?”

You look down at your hands at Steve’s comment and Eddie notices. His hand comes to rest on your shaking knee.“Shut it, Harrington,” he bites.

“I’m just saying. Their dad is a vampire hunter, they’re literally only here to kill you. Why are we blindly trusting them? Just because they decided not to kill him yet and to feed him instead?”

“Steve,” Robin whispers.

“Don’t, Robin, you know I’m right.”

“C’mon man,” Dustin breathes.

“They could just be trying to get on Eddie’s good side so it’s easier for them to stab him in the back. They could be slowly poisoning him with the blood they bring! You guys know I’m right. We can’t trust a hunter,” Steve spits that last part at you with so much venom in his voice. 

Your breathing grows heavier with Steve’s verbal assault and you feel tears prick at your eyes. Eddie can hear your heartbeat and he starts to get angry.

“Really, Steve? You decide to do this now? A week after they trusted me enough to let me tell you it was them keeping me alive? A week after they agreed to meet you guys? Right now?” Eddie doesn’t yell it but you can feel the anger radiating off of him as he sits beside you.

“Don’t,” you whisper. “Don’t fight about me being here. I-I’ll just go.” You pack up your satchel with your uneaten sandwich and get off the tree you sat on. “I brought you an extra blanket since it’s getting colder earlier. I know you probably have some already, but-“

“(Y/N), you don’t have to go,” Eddie says, his voice laced with sadness and…something else?

You shake your head and grab your bag, “it’s okay, Eds.”

You give him a soft smile and start the trek back to your house. ______

Next Saturday evening, you find Dad in the kitchen.

“I’m not feeling too well, can we skip this week?”

“Sure thing, everything alright?”

“Yeah I think I went too hard in training this week,” you give him a weak smile. “A day or two of rest should be fine. I should be good to go back out next week.”

You didn’t tell Eddie you wouldn’t be there.

He waited until sunrise for you.

The next Saturday was the same.

Eddie still waited.

The next Tuesday your dad left to get some supplies so you were home alone. Around lunch time there was a knock on the door. Hesitantly, you looked through the peep hole only to find Dustin nervously shifting from foot to foot outside your door.

“(Y/N),” he says drawing out the last part of your name. “Please open up, please. It’s Eddie, he’s not doing well.”

Your heart breaks, and so does your resolve. You open the door and silently welcome Dustin in.

“Fuck, okay okay (Y/N) this is Code Red. Eddie hasn’t eaten in two weeks. He can’t hunt to save his life and he won’t take from me, Steve, or Robin. He’s not doing well. He’s weak and slow and you can tell the lack of blood is really really bad for him, you have to do something.”

“Vampires will start to decay after 3 weeks of no blood. After 4 they’ll be petrified, after 6 they turn to ash.”

“Not helping, (Y/N), please, please talk to him.”

You finally look at the boy standing in your living room. His eyes are tired, he looks worried, and helpless. “I don’t know what this has to do with me.”

“Are you serious? You have got to be joking. Eddie is in love with you. That night we met you I could see it, Robin could see it, Steve could see it—which is why he was a serious asshole to you,” Dustin pauses and looks at your confused face. “He misses you. That’s why he won’t eat. He thinks you hate him. He doesn’t want to be someone you hate.”

“I-“

“Just, promise me you’ll meet him this Saturday. Please?” He pleads, hands outstretched, eyes wide and begging.

You nod, “okay. But you have to go now, my dad will be home soon.”

The same afternoon, in the woods:

Dad made a pit stop at the trailhead to see if he could catch sight of the vampire. What he didn’t think he’d find was a folded piece of paper with his kids name on it on a fallen tree. He was confused, so he opened it.

Hey (Y/N), I’m sorry about all that shit Steve said. Really, truly, so sorry. You and our midnight dinners mean a lot to me. Your company (and the blood you bring me) are honestly the only things keeping me around right now.

I’ve waited here, for you, for the last two Saturdays. I even waited on both Sundays just in case it was a mistake that you didn’t show.

I don’t know if you’ll ever meet up with me again, but I hope you do. I don’t know what I’ll do without you.

I miss you With love,

I’m sorry, Eddie

Dad stuffed the letter in his coat pocket and headed back to the car. A plan forming in his mind. He knows how to catch the disgusting vampire that convinced his precious child to turn their back on their duty as a (Y/L/N). ______

The following Saturday, you're dropped at the start of the trailhead and wave to your dad as he started the drive home. You start the trek to your spot slowly, trying to give yourself time to work up any courage you might need today.

But then something happened, and you hear a familiar voice but this time it screams.

Your body moves before you can tell it to, running as fast as you can to Eddie. You get to your spot and find him leaning against the tree you usually sit on, a stake in his left side and one in the side of his knee.

“(Y/N),” he smiled through tears as you fall to your knees beside him. “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry.”

“Stop, stop Eddie. It’s okay, there’s nothing to be sorry for.” Your hands hover over his wounds.

“(Y/N),” another familiar voice beckons. “Get away from the vampire, (Y/N).”

You turn and meet your dad’s gaze. “Don’t make me repeat myself.”

“Dad, no. He’s different. He-“

“(Y/N)!” He yells. “Don’t dishonor us like this. You have a duty to your family. To your history.”

Eddie places his hand on yours on the ground beside him. You tear your eyes from your dad to find Eddie’s.

“It’s okay, (Y/N). You’re okay.”

“Eds,” you say tears in your eyes.

“Step away, (Y/N).”

You squeeze Eddie’s hand. “This is gonna hurt Eds okay? But I need to take these out so you can start healing.”

“Okay,” Eddie winces as your hands find the stake in his knee.

“(Y/N), stop,” Dad orders. You remove the stake in Eddie's knee and look back to Dad, stake gun raised to Eddie’s chest. You stand and place yourself between Eddie and Dad.

“Get out of the way.”

“No.”

“Your going to throw away your history for a monster? That’s not how I raised you!” “No, Dad, it’s not. You raised me to be kind. Innocent until proven guilty. Eddie is not guilty. Eddie is innocent. He’s pure, and kind, and funny, and cares for those he loves. He’s not like the vampires you learned about in your childhood. He didn’t ask to become this, he wasn’t turned. He went to hell and came back. He went into the Upside Down, died in a parallel universe and he was resurrected by a supernatural being to destroy Hawkins. But he didn’t. He came back to his friends, he found his way back to the light. He. Is. Good.”

You hoped the story Dustin and Robin told you in at Scoops Ahoy on Thursday was true. Hoped that Dad would see that Eddie wasn’t inherently evil. That vampires could be good. You thought you had reached him when he lowered his stake gun.

“Are you really that far gone?” He asks, exasperated. “Did he compel you that well? Convince you so easily?”

“Dad, no-“

“Quiet,” he bites.

“Excuse me,” Dustin says from the left of you. “Hi, sorry.”

Dustin, Steve and Robin had their hands up as they walked closer to you all. You looked over and met Dustin’s eyes, mouthing I’m sorry to him.

“Everything they said is true,” Steve speaks next. “Eddie wasn’t turned by another vampire, we didn’t even know there were other vampires until you and (Y/N) came to town.”

“Yeah,” Robin chimed in. “Eddie was possessed by this evil guy named Vecna who killed like four of our friends. Vecna pulled a Frankenstein and changed Eddie before using him to try and get to us. But he was able to fight it. He’s good, we promise he’s good.”

“(Y/N)?” Eddie whispered behind you. You turned around and dropped to your knees between his legs.

“Hey, hey, look at me Eds,” you put both hands on his cheeks to lift his head. “You’re gonna be okay, are you healing?”

You look beside you to the wound on his knee that should be healed, only for it not to be. “Dustin, Dustin, were you able to get rabbit blood?” You ask frantically, looking over to him.

He nods no, hands still raised towards Dad.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” you mutter under your breath. “Hold on, Eds. Hold on. You don’t get to leave me just yet.”

You stand and face Dad. “You, you are going to leave.”

He stares at you. “How dare you.”

“How dare you. Holding a weapon at a three people you don’t know over a man you don’t know. I know Eddie. I know he’s good. What happened to trust, huh? You wanted me to trust you when you told me we came from a line of vampire hunters. To trust you to train me. To trust you to keep me safe. Where is your trust in me? Do you not think I’m skilled enough to know when an enemy is lying? When an enemy is an enemy? Eddie isn’t the enemy, Dad. Eddie is good. Please listen to me. Trust me."

Dad points his stake gun back at Eddie.

“DAD,” you yell, hot tears falling down your cheeks. “You can’t. I love him.”

That has the stake gun pointing to the ground. “You can’t.”

“I can. I do.”

Dad spits at the ground by your feet and you flinch. “You,” he pauses to look in your eyes. “Are no child of mine. You leave Hawkins, he dies.” He states pointing to Eddie.

“Dad,” you cry. “Pleas-“

“I have no children,” he states, turning and leaving you to tend to Eddie.

You choke back sobs as you kneel between Eddie’s legs again. “Eddie, Eddie look at me please.”

He doesn’t move. “Eddie?” You say frantically. “Eddie please, please don’t do this.”

You yank the second stake from his side and put your hands on either side of his neck to hold his head up.

“Eddie,” you cry. Blinking back tears you reach into your boot and pull out a small knife.

“Whoa, whoa whoa, (Y/N), what are you doing?” Steve asks as he, Robin and Dustin rush over to you and Eddie.

“He needs blood,” you say, steeling your nerves as you drag the blade across your palm. You bite your lip at the pain and lift your hand to rest on Eddie’s lips. “Please,” you beg in a low voice. “Please, Eddie. Please.”

“It’s working,” Dustin whispers. “His knee, his side, they’re healing.”

You breathe out a sad laugh, hand still resting on Eddie’s lips. His hands move, one coming to rest on your hip, the other on your wrist to push your bloodied hand away from him.

“No, no, no, Eddie. You need blood,” you say, pushing your hand closer to him.

“(Y/N), hold on,” he croaks from a dry throat. He looks to the other three, “can you guys give us a few minutes?”

“Oh, uh yeah,” Robin says nudging Steve and Dustin as they get up to walk towards Harrington’s house. “We’ll be at Harrington’s when you’re done!” She calls behind them.

“Eddie, please, drink.”

“Alright sweetheart, alright,” he chuckles, then winces. “I just wanted some privacy, sharing blood is a bit on the intimate side for me.”

“But Steve?”

“Yeah I never drank from his wrist, I would just bite him and then he would let it go into a cup or a bowl or something and then I’d give him my blood the same way to heal him up.”

“Oh, I-I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay,” he smiles. “You didn’t know and I don’t think I’d be here if you hadn’t thought fast like that.” The hand that was on your waist, reaches up to your neck. “Thank you, darling. Thank you.”

You smile and offer him your palm again. This time he takes it willingly, lapping at the gash and drinking until you tap on his cheek that you need a break. Your head was fuzzy and your hand throbbed. As was something in your chest—a feeling, a warmth.

Eddie wiped his lips with the back of his hand before biting his wrist and reaching it towards you. You hesitantly take it and lift it to your lips, drinking a small amount, you both watch as your bleeding hand stitches back together after a few moments.

You look at each other, both of you feeling a bit more for the other than when you started these midnight dinners.

Eddie’s hand finds your waist again, and the other finds your neck. “Can I kiss you, (Y/N)?”

“Yes,” you breathe. Eddie drags you closer to him, his lips gently pressing against yours in a chaste kiss. He pulls back and nuzzles into your neck, inhaling. “Fuck, the first day we met I thought you'd taste as good as you smell. Didn't think I'd ever learn if I was right, but Jesus H. Christ you do. ”

You tense slightly at the comment. “Sorry, sorry. I’ll shut up,” he murmurs into your neck, dropping a kiss to your pulse point. “So,” Eddie pulls himself from your neck and smirks. “You love me, huh?”

You laugh and stand up, holding out your healed hand to him. “You’re not going to let me forget that will you?”

“I don’t want you to forget that, ever, because I love you. And it would be weird if it was one sided after everything,” he says accepting your hand to help him stand.

“That would be a bit awkward," you laugh. "Good thing it’s not one sided.”

“Good thing, indeed,” he smiles back at you.

"Have you noticed I'm a lot better around blood now?" You ask as you head towards the Harrington house.

"I did," Eddie laughs.

"That's all because of you Eds, all because of you," you smile.

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