#Henry Cavill Wants You To Leave His Girlfriend Alone

[joelslegalwhre]

And just like that

pairing ⁀➷ henry cavill x (fem!)reader

word count ⁀➷ 1.8k

summary ⁀➷ You and Henry have known each other since you were both little. After his last breakup, you comfort him… which makes him realize some things

warnings ⁀➷ it’s just a shit ton of fluff and reader comforting henry

a/n ⁀➷ Please tell me if I missed a warning! The names I gave Henry's brother's wives (Elisa, Maia, Ashlyn) aren't their real names i don't even know if all of his brothers have wives!

(I listened to my h.c. playlist while writing this, especially to ‚Still falling for you‘ [the song was my inspiration for writing this in the first place])

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Henry never liked other women flirting with him in front of his girlfriend. Why would they do that? To discomfort his girlfriend, to prove they would be better for him, out of pure ignorance for the other woman?

He didn't know, but no matter why, he didn't like it one bit. You knew that. And even if you didn't, you had enough dignity not to do it. You just thought about how uncomfortable you would be in their situation.

You and Henry knew each other for what felt like your whole life. The earliest your memory went, was playing with him on the set of some movie your dad directed and Henry stared in as one of the kids.

There were lots of comments that you had to suppress in front of his girlfriend and him, joking with his brothers instead, it just wouldn't be appropriate. It would sound too intimate for you. And by all means, you respected his girlfriends and never wanted to discomfort them.

Henry wasn't what some would call a playboy, but he had some girlfriends now. Even if you had feelings for him way before he even met some of them, why be rude to them.

But breaking up with his latest girlfriend, really had its effects on Henry.

He hadn't been as happy as he usually was. When you had visited him, even Kal seemed to be upset because his dad was so different to how he usually was.

He didn't attend the first dinner of the month at his brothers, a tradition you shared with his family and him. Usually all the kids, his brothers and their wives would be there, and Henry would bring Kal with him. Much to the kid's joy.

So when he didn't attend that dinner this month, you knew his mind was still occupied with whatever storm was raging inside him. He had told you that he was okay, still a lot on his mind but he assured you, after worried looks and lots of long phone calls, that it wasn't because of the breakup. Which you thought was at least something in the right direction of getting your old ‚bear Henry‘ back, wasn't it?

You hadn't expected another dinner so close after the last, but you loved them, and so you didn't complain. Rather, you accepted Elisa's invitation to join her and the others for dinner that night.

You were greeted by Kal, excitedly barking when you opened the door. "Hey, bub. I missed you!" you chuckled as you bent down to pet him, as he deserved.

„Is your dad here too?" you asked him in a whisper, smiling at his loyal eyes. Kal seemed to understand exactly what you meant, as he ran to the kitchen. „'Ello!,, you shouted from the doorway.

You hadn’t expected Henry today, but your heart had skipped a beat when Kal welcomed you instead of the others.

„I was greeted by the sweetest dog I know, and he told me you’d be here." you jokingly greeted everyone. „Hey!" Maia greeted you with a hug as she was closest to you. Henry's gaze lingered on you the whole time.

The others followed right after.

So did dinner and it was wonderful. The guy's cooking skills were restaurant-worthy, and you almost drooled when you saw the plates Henry and Charlie brought in from the kitchen. When everyone had finished, you volunteered to wash the dishes. Eventually, every one of you did it once and after some discussion on whether to let you do it alone, Ashlyn won and helped you.

"l'm going to join the others outside, you wanna come?" she asked you, putting the towel back on the counter.

„Yes, I'll just catch a blanket."

„Alright." Ashlyn chuckled at you.

They all knew how easily you would be cold outside, even in the summer. But you didn't just want to grab a blanket, you wanted to look for Henry.

After he got sent out of the kitchen when he wanted to help you and Ashlyn, you haven't seen him nor heard him with the others.

You saw Kal sleeping on his big cushion next to the couch in the living room. That's where you found Henry too. You walked towards him, coming from behind without much sound.

„Hey." you said, almost in a whisper as to not ruin the mood. It wouldn't have suited the situation to talk loudly. He turned around from where he was sitting on the couch, one leg resting on his knee.

Henry looked up at you and lightly smiled, „Hey“. You knew he was still in thoughts, his features gave it away without him wanting to.

You sat down beside him on the couch and just looked at the fire burning. It wasn't cold yet, actually, it was the middle of august. But the fire wasn't on for warmth but light.

He hadn't turned on any other source of light.

You didn't say anything, you didn't even look at Henry.

It was like so many times before when you've sat next to each other. But yet it was so different. Normally you talked about god knows what. Not this time. It was hard to explain, but you knew he would say something when he felt like it. Sometimes you didn't need to talk to comfort the other.

„I put the kids to bed." he calmly told you. At the sound of his voice you looked up at him, Henry looking at the fire while he said it, but his eyes wandered to meet yours. One of his arms rested on the back of the couch, his leg still draped on his knee as he looked at you.

When you've come in you sat down, your legs were outstretched but now you bent your knees and rested your feet on the couch, facing Henry.

„Yeah? Did you tell them one of the superman stories?" you chuckled at him. „Of course I did." Henry grinned.

But rather than cracking another joke, his smile faded.

You mirrored his expression with worry.

You propped your head on your hand, lightly tilting it to the side.

„l'm here if you want to talk. I can just listen, you know, maybe it'll make you feel better."

„I know. Thank you twinkles."

Your heart missed a beat at the nickname. You couldn't remember when he called you twinkles the last time. It used to be a joking gesture of affection, not meant to be romantically at all. That's what you thought, at least.

„Like a bear?" „Yes, you're built like one, and you do have quite a bit of hair on you." you chuckled, taking another mouthful of your pudding. „Whatever you say, twinkles." Henry huffed, „But you’ve got something on your nose.“ A smile spread across his lips as you squinted.

„Really, where? I can’t see it,“ you tried to wipe it off, unsuccessfully. „Right,“ Henry wiped the pudding off your nose, „here.“. You stared into his eyes as he was only inches away now, „Thank you.“.

„No problem, twinkles.“ he said, his voice a little raspy. Henry blinked a few times before he was back to his joking self with you, „I should call you Rudolph instead of twinkles.“

„Haha,“ you laughed ironically, „the pudding isn’t even red.“ But he only winked at you with a grin.

His eyes captivated your own. Like you've seen them for the first time, not like you've known them for as long as you could think. Neither of you knew what you were doing, but neither of you wanted it to stop.

You blinked a few times, the sound of the crackling fire drowning out, and the only thing you could focus on was Henry. You hadn't moved the slightest as you could feel his breath on your lips.

Still not breaking eye contact, Henry moved his hand to yours, which was still resting on the couch next to you. You lifted one finger and intertwined it with his.

Your hands found each other as you still looked deeply into each other's eyes.

It didn't need one of you to move closer as your lips met.

His lips felt heavenly on yours. Like a reward, a missing piece, like they belonged right where they were in this moment.

Your lips were heaven to him. Your scent captivated him, and to finally know the taste of your lips almost made him moan into the kiss.

Neither of you held back after your lips met in a light and soft kiss. Your intertwined hands loosened in a hurry as you wrapped your hands around his neck, and Henry's hands gently yet demanding cupped your face to pull you closer to him.

It was like you two were drowning and dying of thirst at the same time. You moved closer to him and Henry grabbed your hip with one hand, the other still caressing your cheek. Your lips must've been swollen by now.

His scent gave you a feeling of safety.

His tongue gently brushed over your lips. Your fingers found his curls and lightly tucked at them. All you felt was him. You could only feel Henry at that moment, all you breathed, all you needed, he was everything.

You wished never needing to breathe again, so this could last forever.

Henry quietly whispered your name against your lips, "'m sorry, I…"

„No, don't be." you whispered back.

He exhaled and looked surprised. The next moment you reunited your lips again. Giving him a peck before finally trying to catch your breath. As did Henry. You were still so close to him, his breath tickled your cheek.

Catching you off guard, Henry grabbed your hips with his large hands. Ang yet again you just loved to compare him to a bear.

Henry lightly pulled you to him and wrapped his arms around you. You did the same and pressed your body against his, your arms tightly wrapped around his torso. Henry nestled his head in your hair, breathing in the familiar scent he loved so much. „I should've done that sooner." he whispered.

„You can do it again anytime." you smiled up at him. His chest moved under you at his chuckle.

Your head rested on his chest, and Henry planted loving kisses on your hairline. You just sat there wrapped in each other's arms, no one saying a word, just enjoying being so close.

„I knew it." Elisa whispered to the others. They decided to look for you two on their way to bed. It had gotten late and neither Henry nor you had joined them outside.

Henry's two oldest brothers had bet that you were sleeping on the couch, and Henry had fallen asleep with one of the kids. Elisa, Maia, Ashlyn and the other two Cavill men on the other hand had bet that they would find you together. As they did.

You were curled up on Henry's big frame, his arms wrapped around your body protectively. Both your breaths steady.

„Let's go to bed." Ashlyn chuckled, grabbing her husband's hand. „They look pretty comfortable, no need to wake them up."

To say it was the most comfortable you've slept in a long time would be an understatement.

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[lostfirefly]

Masterlist

(just not to lose my stories on the page)

Pretending to be a writer :)

One Piece (Buggy, because I love that silly clown so much)

Buggy x Reader

• Heart of Courage

You and Buggy are being held hostage by pirates (based on my dream)

• Make my heart a better place, give me something I can believe

You're a cook on the Buggy Pirates crew. During the year you have feelings for the captain, but you don't dare to say it, but you write about your feelings in poems. One day he finds your notebook (based on my personal poem)

• If you wake up in your bed, alone in the dark, I'm sorry I gotta leave you before you love me

You're the owner of a bar where one evening a blue-haired pirate comes and you both play a drinking game. Just a random shitty shit :)

• Please don't say you're gone forever, 'cause I can't hurt no more

Chapter 1, Chapter 2

You're the flower shop owner who has a long-standing relationship with Buggy. You haven't seen each other much in the last few months. He finally arrives to see you, but he's overtaken by fit of jealousy during the dinner.

• Thank you, driver, for getting me here, you'll be an inspector, have no fear, I don't want to cause no fuss, but can I buy your Magic Bus?

You and your sister are taking the bull to the farm. You board the only bus that can transport bulls, the driver of which is Buggy. Just a random shitty shit again :)

• Can't find my peace and quiet, some things are better left in silence

You were tormented by nightmares, you came to Buggy's bed.

• Make my coffee sweet and warm, just the way you used to lie in my arms (nsfw!)

You were sitting in a coffee shop for work. The barista was Buggy.

• I need you here till the very end, so stay here with me

Buggy had a hard day. You comb his hair and wash off his makeup. Fluffy shitty shit.

• I will lay it at your feet, and I won't hold back anything, 'cause what you are is all, what you are is all of me

You haven't seen Buggy for several days, he's throwing you a candlelit dinner. Fluffy fluff!

• Secrets I have held in my heart are harder to hide than I thought, maybe I just wanna be yours

You throw knives together with Cabaji. Buggy joins you.

Buggy x Catherine (OC from You've Got the Same Dream as Me series)

(AU: No ships, no marines, Buggy lives in Cairo and runs a circus, periodically goes in search of gold with his girlfriend)

• You've Got the Same Dream as Me

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6, Chapter 7, Chapter 8, Chapter 9, Chapter 10 (the final)

Catherine, a librarian who is searching for the trail of her sister who went missing on an expedition. Notes in books and diaries lead her to Cairo. There she finds a retailer from an artifact shop who, in exchange for selling her a map and equipment, insists that Catherine take her along. They get into a little (or maybe a big) adventure..  (based on my dream with Tom Cruise and Henry Cavill, but they have been replaced). Main characters: Sir Crocodile x OC, Buggy x OC. The Mummy and Indiana Jones vibes.

• Life Must Have It's Mysteries

Chapter 1, Chapter 2 (nsfw part is included), Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6, Chapter 7, Chapter 8, Chapter 9, Chapter 10, Chapter 11, Chapter 12 (the epilogue)

Cathie-pie and Buggy are going to their new adventure to find the blue diamond.

• You are what my sins enclosed, lust as not as creative as its discovery (nsfw!)

Buggy and Catherine live happily together in Cairo and they return home from the walk. Catherine made one mistake :)

• With each word your tenderness grows, tearing my fear apart, and that laugh that wrinkles your nose, it touches my foolish heart

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3 (nsfw!)

Buggy and Catherine were spending their evening at a bar. He was busy all week with his circus, so they hardly saw each other (yes, this happens too). A simple game leads to their first fight. 

• 'Cause honey your soul can never grow old, it's evergreen, baby your smile's forever in my mind and memory

Catherine's birthday. Buggy wants to give her a fun day.

• Let's stay together lovin' you whether, whether times are good or bad, happy or sad

Buggy had a rough day, he came home upset and got a share of comfort from his Cathie-pie :)

• Tell me what you want to hear, something that will light those ears I'm sick of all the insincere, so I'm gonna give all my secrets away

Catherine came back home and found Buggy lying on the couch with the headphones.

• If you ever find yourself lost in the dark and you can't see, I'll be the light to guide you

Buggy and Catherine have been living together for about a month one and a half to two months. Catherine sees him without his clown makeup for the first time (for a completely stupid reason, because these two couldn’t have it any other way)

• Cooking in the kitchen now that's what we do, there's something cooking in the kitchen just for you

Cathie-pie is making breakfast for her beloved clown.

Sir Crocodile x OC

• Trembling, crawling across my skin, feeling your cold dead eyes, stealing the life of mine (a bday present for my @yujo-nishimura)

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5 (The Finale, NSFW part is included)

Yujo is a young girl whom her father has betrothed to Mr. 3. She and her sister come to the ball, where she meets one of the members of the Cross Guild Corporation Sir Crocodile.

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[anadelaney79]

Is anyone there?

Summary: You and Henry are going on vacation for the first time, and you are expecingt to be alone. But not everything goes as planned.

Pairing: Henry Cavill x female reader (no mention of ethnicity or body type)

Words: 940

Warnings: Pure fluff!

A/N: Pure romance that arises when I imagine what the first stages of a romance with someone who lives in the spotlight would be like.

Title: Is anyone there?

I escape from the sun and the heat like someone who escapes from a six-headed monster, from the comfort of the colorful umbrella. I already have enough freckles: I'm sorry, but there is no room for more. I close the book and push the sunglasses down my nose. I look up for Henry at the distance. There he is, diving into the sea like a child.

I smile. This moment, this place, is paradise. My paradise.

I put the book aside, drink from my bottle of ice cold water and work up the courage to leave the shelter of the shadow. I walk across the sand as the hot air licks my skin, making it to the shore. I stretch my body and play with the wet sand on my feet, refreshed by the waves that come to caress them.

Henry turns to me and his smile becomes huge when he sees me. He trudges through the water slowly until he reaches to my side.

-Hey… -he says in a low voice, when he is next to me. He rests his hands on my hips, pulling me closer to him. It is not indifferent to me that his fingers press into my flesh with need.

-Your hands are cold -I tell him, combing through his wet hair with my fingers. His hands goes up, following their way under my white shirt.

-Because the water is cold… -he murmurs, lowering his lips to my neck. I hug him, not caring that he's soaking wet. He trails his lips across my skin, nibbling on my earlobe and then kissing where his teeth brushed against me.

The sound of the waves does not prevent me from listening his small sounds of pleasure. He hugs me tightly, and I feel his erection on my abdomen. I sigh and take his face between my hands, looking into his eyes before kissing him. His tongue is warm, and his kiss is soft and calm. His arms pin me against his body, wrapping around me so tightly my feet come off the sand. He bites my bottom lip, dragging it down as he smiles at me.

-Do you want to get in? -he tells me smiling as he raises an eyebrow.

-Just to swim? -I know that look, and I know what his intentions are.

The beach is almost deserted, even though the day is beautiful and hot. And that's why we choosed this little town to make our first trip together: a remote and small city with almost not tourists, where he can go unnoticed. Where we can go unnoticed.

He looks around and his yes fixed at one point. He tilts his head slightly and narrow his eyes, as if trying to focus on a very distant point.

-Mmmm… -he growls.

-What…? -I try to turn around to look but he stops me.

-No -takes my face with both hands and he looks at me in the eyes, embarrassed- I think there's someone up there.

-Someone?

-With a camera.

-What? -my heart races- A paparazzi? How…?

-I don't know -he looks surreptitiously over my shoulder again- Maybe someone at the town called them.

No, Henry does not go unnoticed, not even here. Not in the most crowded city, not in the smallest town. His height, his bearing, his perfect face, his body to faint… Sooner or later someone always recognizes him.

I swallow saliva. We were living for months an idyllic, perfect relationship, just between the two of us. And while we talked many times that, at some point, someone was going to see us and we should live part of our history in front of the cameras, I begged him to delay that moment as long as we could. I'm not ready. I think I'm not ready. Am I ready for the world to know that I'm with him? To listen and read what they have to say about me for being with him, and about him for choosing me? A normal girl that looks nothing like what the media expect from a movie star's girlfriend. Am I ready for everything to change? I'm too scared to get hurt.

His thumb caresses my bottom lip and I snap back to reality. His eyes search for mine and he looks at me insistently, smiling.

-I know what you're thinking -his voice is serious, deep, but full of tenderness- and we have two options. We can leave here without anyone seeing your face. You have your sunglasses, your hat… nobody would know who you are. Or we can face it and finally take the step, and tell the world that we're together. It's your decision.

-It's your decision too. They will know that you are with me…

I bite my lip. The light breeze from the sea moves my hat. I look into his eyes, blue and beautiful like the sky around us.

-I will give you some information that may be useful for you to decide -he takes a pause, and whispers- I love you.

-Do you? -it's the only thing that comes out of my mouth. We had never said it out loud, and his words surprise me. He laughs a hearty laugh.

I smile back. I stand on my tiptoes and hang around his neck to kiss him, forgetting everything that had bothered me before. His arms catch me and he lifts me back into the air, and I wrap my legs around his waist to support myself. My hat goes flying away.

-I love you too -I tell him without taking my lips off his, unable to hide my smile.

-I hope that guy up there is taking good pictures. They will be great to tell our children one day how his father declared to his mother on a deserted beach.

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[olsensglamour]

Henry Cavill x fem!reader

Word count: 2.6k

Hey so this is my first one shot and I know the end is kinda rushed but I hope you still like it. Also this is my first time posting on tumblr so yeah I still gotta figure all of this out. (Also please note that english isn’t my first language)

Henry and you met seven years ago on set and were best friends and inseperable ever since. You know everything about each other and you can’t imagine a life without him. But there is one problem… for 5 years now you had feelings for him, but you never had a chance because he was in a relationship. But a year ago- finally- his girlfriend left him. You saw your chance but didn’t want to act on your feelings too soon. A few months ago you started to drop hints but Henry didn’t seem to be interested in you.

•

You looked into your car mirror one last time before heading into Henrys house. “Okay. This is the last time I’ll make hints towards him. If he’s still not interested I finally have to get over him.” You took a last deep breath before leaving your car, making your way to his entrance door. >>Oh god I’m so nervous. He’ll know something is wrong… I have to calm down somehow.<< You took another deep breath, rang the doorbell and put on a smile. The door opened and there he was. The guy you had a crush on for so long. “Hi love.” He immediately pulled you in for a hug. You could feel his muscles undend his shirt and hear his heartbeat. He let go and stepped aside so that you could enter his home. “Everything alright?” “Yeah sure! Everythings great. Just a little bit exhausted from work yesterday but it’s fine.” you answered him but without even looking at him again. He followed you into the living room where you threw yourself on the couch. He went into the kitchen, which was right next to the living room. You could even say it was basically one room because there were no doors. Henry went to the cupboard and grabbed himself a cup. “Do you want anything darling? Tea? Or maybe coffee? Or anything else? I also have some cookies if you’d like.” “A cup of tea sounds great! And if you have those chocolate chip cookies you know I would never say no to them.” Both of you laughed and he made some tea and brought you your favorite cookies. “Thank you. Could we maybe watch a Horror movie today?” He looked at me very confused and raised one eyebrow. “But y/n. You hate horror movies.” “Yeah you’re right I do. But I have this deal with my sister. If I watch the Conjuring she’ll go shopping with me and she’ll pay. So I thought we could watch it together so that I don’t have to be alone.” “Okay. If you really want to watch it…” he grabbed the TV remote and turned on Netflix. >>Okay good. I think he believes me.<< Henry turned on the movie and you grabbed the blanket so that you could hide behind it as soon as it gets scary. After about 45 minutes there was one really scary scene. You screamed and hid behind the blanket. Henry stopped the movie. You lowered the blanket and looked towards him. “Sorry.” you whispered. “No worries love. Come here.” He opened his arms and you scooched over on the couch and laid your head onto his chest. He pulled you into a tight hug and then proceeded to continue the movie. The movie was still quite scary and there were some more jumpscares but you felt really safe in his strong, muscular arms. After the movie ended you decided to order some pizza, which you then ate on his couch while watching The Big Bang Theory to calm down.

After you finished your pizza you scooched closer to Henry again- hoping you’d be able to somehow get closer to him this evening. You hated being just friends. You wanted to be his girlfriend. You looked at him and started smiling because you loved seeing him invested in something. He turned his head and looked you right into your eyes. “What’s up darling? Anything wrong?” You felt your cheeks turning red so you stood up and put away the pizza boxes. He stopped the show and followed you into the kitchen. Henry grabbed your shoulder and turned you around. “Hey y/n. What’s the matter today? You’re acting kind of strange.” “No…nothing. Everything’s fine.” You tried to go back to the living room but Henry blocked your way. “I won’t let you leave till you tell me what’s wrong. You know I’m always here for your love. Your my best friend.” you sighed “yeah. That’s the problem.” “Y/n what do you mean that’s the problem? We’ve been best friends for seven years now and now you tell me that’s a problem? I…I don’t really understand…” “I like you Henry okay? I’ve had this massive crush on your for YEARS but I’ve never acted out on it because you had a girlfriend. But now since she broke up with you over a year ago I’ve been trying for these past months to figure out if you like me too.

But apparently you don’t and it’s just really difficult for me to get over you… so I told myself that today I’ll try one more time tonight before I give up. That’s the reason why I suggested this movie. I was hoping to somehow get closer to you.” You looked down at your feet. Nervously fidgeting with your hands. Henry put a finger under you chin and made you look at him. “Oh y/n. I’m so sorry. I thought you just wanted to be friends. I’m really sorry for being so stupid and not seeing your obvious signs. You know. I like you too. A lot actually. But I was too scared to act on my feelings. I didn’t want to lose you. You mean everything to me.” “you….you like me too?” “Yes.” He came closer to your face so that you were only a few inches apart. “I’ve had this huge crush on you for a while now y/n.” and then he kissed you. You closed your eyes and kissed him back. His lips were soft and everything felt better than you’ve ever imagined. It felt like the butterflies in your stomach went crazy. Henry laid his hands on your hip and you just melted into his touch, putting your hands behind his neck. After a while you pulled apart and he put his forehead against yours- both of you breathing heavily. “Wow” this was everything you were able to say. You had dreamt of this moment for years and you were still shocked about the fact that you kissed. Henry caressed your face and kissed you again. “I’ve been waiting forever for this.” he whispered. “I’ve been waiting for way longer than you.” You looked at him and raised an eyebrow. He laughed. “You’re right. I’m sorry. What can I do to make this up to you?” You looked at him with a mischievous grin on your face. “Oh no. What do you have on your mind?” Henry looked slightly worried. You still had your hands around his neck so you pulled him down so that his ear was right next to your mouth. “I want you to kiss me. I want you to- someday- gift me the best night I’ve ever had. Make me scream your name. But most importantly make me feel like a princess.” You pulled away and looked into his eyes. He grinned. “Oh darling that won’t be a problem.” Suddenly he picked you up from the ground and carried you bridal style to the couch where he sat you down softly. He picked up the blanket, sat down right next you and put the blanket over the two of you. He grabbed the remote, put his arm around you and then looked at you.”Alright darling..excuse me-princess- what do you wanna watch for the rest of the evening?” “I’d love to continue watching the Big Bang Theory.” “Your wish is my command m’Lady.” You giggled and then cuddled into his arms while the both of you then watched some more episodes. You did not notice that you fell asleep, but you woke up from Henry carrying you up the stairs and then him laying you onto his bed. He took off his shirt and then laid down right next to you. He pulled you into his arms and you fell asleep again. In the morning you woke up, your head laying on Henrys bare chest, your hand right beneath on his sixpack. Henry was still asleep so you decided to go downstairs to make some breakfast. But first of all you went to his closet and took out one of Henrys shirts and a pair of his shorts. You went to the bathroom were you took of your clothes and put on the ones you just took from Henrys closet. Then you went downstairs into the kitchen. You took out a pan, a spatula and all of the ingredients you needed to make pancakes. While you were making breakfast you danced a bit and silently hummed a melody. You didn’t even notice that Henry came downstairs and into the kitchen. Suddenly you felt two hands and your hips. “Good morning sunshine.” he said to you in his raspy morning voice. You turned around and he kissed you. His hair was still messy and he was only wearing some shorts. “Did you sleep well love?” “Never better. I felt like on cloud 9 sleeping right next to you.” he smiled and gave you another kiss. Then you turned around again to finish the pancakes.

*a few years later*

You and Henry have been in a relationship for almost two years. Everything was amazing and you were really happy. Due to both of you being actors it could happen that you didn’t see each other for months but you tried to make the best out of it and tried to call at least every two days. It was the end of June and both of you were and set again and you were looking forward to finish filming because afterwards you and Henry would fly to Cozumel an island which belongs to Mexico for some vacation. Both of you tried to finish all of your scenes as fast as possible and you texted everyday chatting about the things you wanted to do on your vacation. Your last vacation was nine months ago so you desperately needed one and were really exited to finally see Henry again. A few days later you finally had your last day on set. You were currently wrapping up the last scene, when you suddenly heard a very familiar voice. “Hello darling.” You immeadiately spon around and there he was. “HENRY!” you excitedly called out while running straight into his arms. He hugged you tight and gave you a kiss on your head. You then pulled away and kissed him. “oh my god I’ve missed you so much.” he whispered right between two of your kisses. “I missed you too.” Henry pulled you into another hug. You laid your head on his chest and just enjoyed finally being close to him again. You stayed like this for a while, until the director came up to the both of you, asking if you could seperate so that you could finish filming this one last scene. You pulled away from Henry, apologized by the director and went back to where you were before. While you were fiming, Henry went into your trailer and waited for you. After about two hours you were finally done with filming and you were allowed to leave. You went into you trailer only to find Henry asleep on your couch. You giggled, grabbed your blanket and put it over him. You gave him a little kiss on the cheek and then went outside again to grab some food. When you came back about half an hour later Henry woke up. As soon as he saw you he smiled. “Here babe I got us something to eat.” You showed him the bag and then started to put the food on some paper plates. “Thanks darling. I’m really starving right now. That’s exactly what I need.” You smiled at him and then gave him the plate with his food and a fork. After dinner you packed together all of your things and drove to a hotel close to the airport. You went to sleep pretty fast after you arrived because you both were very exhausted and tired. At 8am your alarm went off and after cuddling a little bit the both of you got up and got ready for breakfast. After breakfast at about 10am you made your way towards Austin-Bergstrom International Airport. You checked in, went through security and then you were waiting for your gate to be announced. While waiting you talked about work and went through your vacation plans again. Then your gate was finally announced so you went to the first class lounge, ate something and relaxed a bit before it was time to board. The flight lasted 2h 30 and was really chill. You and Henry held hands and watched a movie together. After you arrived you rented a car to get to your hotel in Cozumel and just in general to be more flexible during your stay. From the airport to your hotel it took you 15 minutes. The street was right next to the ocean as well as your hotel. You booked a suite in the El Cid La Ceiba Beach Hotel with an ocean view and breakfast included. After you checked in and brought your luggage into your suite you two decided to go for a little walk on the beach. You put on a white summer dress and Henry wore some shorts and a white shirt. As soon as you arrived at the beach both of you took off your shoes and then walked hand in hand along the coast. You were on the walk for 1 ½ hours and on your way back to your hotel you kept your eyes open for a restaurant. You find a little restaurant directly at the beach called “Le Cap”. The food was amazing and you had a table directly on the beach and you were able to watch the sunset.

After you had dinner you went back to your hotel and watched a little bit of TV before you went to bed. During the next few days you had an amazing time and you were able to explore the island a bit. You found a very beautiful beach called “El Cielo”. Henry and you went snorkeling together and the underwater world was really beautiful and impressive. Two days before you left you went again to “Le Cap”. After you finished your dinner, Henry grabbed your hand and led you to the beach. You were watching the sunset when Henry suddenly grabbed your hand again which made you turn around only to find Henry kneeling in front of you. “Y/n. You’re the love of my life. We’ve known each other for almost ten years and you're not only my girlfriend but also my best friend. And over the past two years I’ve realized more and more that I want to spend the rest of my life with you. So… Will you marry me?” Right after he started talking, you started to tear up and as soon as he finished talking tears were streaming down your face and you had the biggest smile ever on your face. "omg, yes!" He immediately started smiling and put the ring on your finger. He then stood up and you fell into his arms and started kissing him.

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A few months later the two of you had a very beautiful wedding on the Maledives at the beach. Only with your closest friends and family.

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#5

I’m watching Euphoria rn… we’ll see how de ting go.

32 notes - Posted February 9, 2022

#4

Moth to a Flame

Pairing: Lewis Tan x Black!OC (Ophelia) x Henry Cavill RPF

(Based on the song “Moth To A Flame” by Swedish House Mafia & The Weeknd)

Content Warnings: Minors DNI, 18+ smut, mentions of a miscarriage, infidelity, mental abuse, emotional abuse, depiction of sexual acts, manipulative behavior, gaslighting, strong language. (Might become a series, idk yet 🤷🏾‍♀️)

[Two years earlier]

“Well what the fuck do you want me to do Ophelia?! I can’t just drop everything at a moment’s notice!” Lewis bellowed across the room.

“You can if your girlfriend is miscarrying your baby! I was alone in that hospital room, Lewis!” Ophelia matched his volume.

“I was by myself in that room, could you even fathom how terrifying that is?! A Black woman alone in the hospital, losing her baby and having to answer questions in the mental state that I am in!” She glared at Lewis as he hung his head down, not saying a word as his fists dug into the marble kitchen island. Causing his fists to turn white.

Ophelia scoffs at him and crosses her arms. “Of course you don’t, because you can only think about your damn self! God forbid you take a moment from your career to actually be there for me! That would be just too fucking much for you.”

Lewis slammed his fist into the island causing Ophelia to jump up from the sudden action.

“Well, it’s not my fucking fault you lost the damn baby! So stop putting all this on me Goddammit!” he angrily retorted.

Ophelia’s rage converted to sadness by her boyfriend’s venomous statement.

“So you’re saying it’s my fault then?!? Is that what you’re telling me?” Her eyes began to well up.

Lewis’ face softened as his eyebrows rose and his mouth was left ajar as he realized the damage his words made. He walked around the counter to quickly console the love of his life. But Ophelia pushed him away as her tears silently stream down her face.

“Opi, I-I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean th-” Lewis was cut off by her.

Her tone dramatically softened as she spoke with her head lowered and her arms crossed. “This isn’t working anymore Lew. I’m always left alone when you’re gone and whenever you’re here, we always end up fighting. This isn’t healthy, and it damn sure wouldn’t be any better if a child was involved…”

“B-but couples fight all the time. We can get through this, I-I’ll spend more time with you, I’ll get you th-that dog you always thought was cute, I-I’ll be better for I-I-I swear…” Lewis pleads frantically.

Ophelia looked up with her tears staining her makeup, she took a deep breath as she wiped the tear streaks with her sleeve before she continued.

“I think we should see other people, Lewis.” Ophelia’s words hit Lewis like a barrage of bullets, he dreaded the thought of losing Ophelia especially at their most vulnerable point in time.

“You don’t mean that, n-no you don’t mean that Opi. You’re upset, I get it. We both said horrible things to each other, but we always work them out…we always pull through.” Lewis slowly stepped toward Ophelia.

“No we don't Lewis, by the time the fighting could be ‘over’, you’re gone again. The situation was never truly fixed, it was left right here until you come back. Then you deflect and deflect until you have to leave again. I can’t keep doing this, we can’t keep doing this. It’s taking a toll on you too, I can see it in your face. We can’t keep hurting each other.” Ophelia wiped her tears away.

“Opi, please…don’t do this. We can go to counseling, I’ll go on hiatus, we can work on this together. I can bring you with me to set, I’ll do anything just please reconsider.” Lewis had both hands on Ophelia’s shoulders as he stared into her tear filled eyes while simultaneously holding back his.

Ophelia looked up at Lewis's face and shook her head. “It’s way too late for that. I thought that this baby would make things better for us, get you more involved, but it’s more of the same. We are in each other’s way and we need to heal from each other and just…move on. I’ll send someone to come get my things.”

Lewis was taken aback as Ophelia walked out the door for the last time. Lewis ran his fingers through his hair as he sunk into the kitchen island. “FUCK!” he yelled as he swiped the ceramic plates and wine glasses off the counter causing them to break. Unbeknownst to him, Ophelia was right behind the door. But the crashing sounds only confirmed that she made the right choice and she walked away from his door and out of his life forever.

[Present day - Ophelia]

“Ophelia? Ophelia Childs?!” Ophelia heard a woman call out her name causing her to turn around.

“Oh my God, Stephanie!” Ophelia walked up and hugged her longtime friend Stephanie Morrison.

“Look at you! You look so good! What has it been 5-6 years?!” Stephanie proceeded.

“That sounds about right, give or take. You’re looking absolutely gorgeous, how have you been? What’s been going on?” Ophelia replied.

“Y’know just busy with life and my photography. I just came back from Indonesia last week for Vogue. You know I love landscapes, but Vogue pays the bills so, gotta go where the money resides. I know you know girl.” Stephanie giggled.

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#3

The Syndicate Initiation

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Pairing: Dark(er)!August Walker (John Lark) x Reader (No definitive feature other than the reader’s gender is mentioned)

Words: 2,279

Synopsis: You are the newest assassin for the syndicate and August Walker is assigned to shadow you. Until he reveals your true mission…

Warnings: 18+ content (MINORS DNI), Dub-Con(ish), SMUT, abuse of power dynamic, God complex, rough unprotected sex (don’t be silly, wrap ya willy), gun play, knife play, choking, mentions of Trypophobia, post-Ethan Hunt fight scarred August, Breeding kink, Anal, Hyperspermia, & mentions of death/murder. (I will switch between August Walker and John Lark because both of them are his alias, but August Walker is the more familiar/known one)

“Go again,” August commanded as you tried to regain your breath.

“Seriously?! I’ve been at it for the past two hours, I’m exhausted.” You huffed.

“Oh I’m sorry, do you think the IMF is going to just let you take a break as you try to murder them? Especially with that weak-ass stance?! GO. AGAIN. NOW!” August bellowed, his voice echoing against the walls of the training room.

You sucked your teeth at him as you got back into your fighting stance and began demonstrating your knife-fighting skills. You flipped the shiny metal blade from your holster and gripped the handle tightly as you started slashing away, breaking the sound barrier with each violent, yet calculated stroke. As you back flipped your way to perform ‘the kill’ you paused as you realized you were staring down the barrel of a gun…August’s gun.

Your breathing was shallow as you could clearly see the bullet in the chamber. This psychopath could’ve easily killed you in a split second and you wouldn’t have even known. You looked away from the barrel proving what you already knew, August Walker was the one pointing his gun at you. What made it even scarier was that he was smiling, like he wanted to do it, but for some reason he thought hesitating like this would cause you to be more fearful of him. And he was right as your pupils dilated and mouth left ajar.

“You act like you know so much, but you understand so little. I am the least of your fears, Little Mouse.” August teased.

The sight of his face riddled with scars and burns sent shivers down your spine. You hated it when he called you ‘Little Mouse’ You knew it was a power play, and no one else in the syndicate gave a shit. If anything, they felt you should feel honored to work under the one and only John Lark, former alias August Walker before he was burned, figuratively and literally by Ethan Hunt and the IMF. They all presumed he was dead and he wanted it to stay that way until, as August put it, ‘the time of peace arose’.

“If you were more focused on completing your task instead of performing theatrics, you would’ve seen this coming and acted accordingly,” August said, holding the pistol against your lips, “Open”, he calmly demanded.

You slowly parted your lips as August began to push the cold steel past your teeth. You shivered internally hearing and feeling the cold metal scrape against the enamel yet he continued to push the barrel further into your oral cavity so that you could taste it on your tongue. Your eyes widened slightly as he pulled the barrel out slightly only to push it back in repeating the motion in slow languid thrusts.  If you didn’t know any better, by the way he stared at your lips, you would think the sight captivated him, maybe even aroused him.

“Now suck, or I’ll blow your pretty little brains out.” August growled in your face.

You began to suck on the barrel of his gun as he drove it in and out of your mouth. The safety was still off, your life was literally in his hands and the small smirk on his face proved that he reveled in that fact. Beads of sweat trickled down his face rolling over the ridges, in and out of the deep pockmarks of his partially disfigured face. He was a bit hard to look at, but not any more difficult than the other members of the syndicate.

At this point your saliva coated his gun and he had moved so close that he was standing chest to chest with you. It dribbled down your chin and dropped down to your breasts that were barely covered by your sports bra. With his free hand he reached for his belt but paused when he realized your knife was already pointed at his crotch. His eyebrows furrowed as he took his gun out of your mouth.

“If you were more focused on completing your task instead of performing theatrics, you would’ve seen this coming and acted accordingly.” You mocked his earlier statement.

August ran his tongue across his teeth behind his lower lip and chuckled. The second you allowed a smirk to appear on your face, August swiftly wrapped his large hand around your neck. Your airway was nearly cut off by the viper-like motion paired with an overpowering grip that he possessed causing you to drop the knife from your hand.

As you were gasping for air and clawing at his wrist, his free hand untied the drawstring of your sweatpants. You were unable to speak a word, all you could do was whimper faintly. Once August had enough space, he slid his hand down and massaged your folds with the fabric of your cotton panties. You became lightheaded as you were close to passing out. The Syndicate leader released his grip from your throat and switched to grabbing the back of your head.

“Don’t pass out on me now Little Mouse, you need to be awake so you know your purpose,” August breathed into your face. 

The heat from his breath went straight to the growing arousal between your legs. Your eyes fluttered as your chest heaved up and down while regaining consciousness.

“My what?!” Your eyes narrowed at him.

August chuckled before he began, increasing the pace of his occupied hand. “There is a reason why you (italic) were chosen to be trained by me, why I had to keep you…close.”

Walker drew you closer to his lips. You tried to gravitate closer to his face to kiss him, but you were quickly turned around by August and slammed against the pommel horse that was in the middle of the equipment room. The impact caused a pain to shoot through your abdomen as you grabbed the bars on top to brace yourself.

Walker wasted no time removing your pants revealing your lace panties that barely covered your lower region. He smiled as he ripped them off without hesitation and used his thighs to spread your legs apart. He pressed himself against your exposed flesh, marking your wetness on his khaki pants. The feeling of his growing erection causes you to instinctively make a deeper imprint of your desire onto his fabric.

“Wha- what are you doing?” you whimpered.

“What we’re doing is creating the next recruits of The Syndicate. A legacy.” August sighed as he pulled himself out of his pants and rubbed his tip against your lubricated folds, grazing your clit as he did it. 

You moaned as he kept teasing you mercilessly, the lewd sounds becoming louder and louder until he fully sheathed himself inside of you. He growled as your warm, wet cavern gripped him tightly, his palms digging into your waist as he began thrusting roughly. The jerking motion made you hold onto the pommel rails even tighter to brace yourself.

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109 notes - Posted February 14, 2022

#2

All yt girl Hiddles fans when they find out he’s getting married to a Black woman:

192 notes - Posted March 17, 2022

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Goddess

Henry Cavill x reader ( Request)

Credits to @demivampirew for the gif!!!

Summary: After an amazing first night with Henry, your insecurities grew in the morning but Henry was determined to show you what he saw, a goddes. Or at least make you feel amazing….

Warnings: Insecurities, trust issues and having trouble with letting people into your bubble? Finding it hard to be with someone close, cockwarming, SMUT, dirty talk, P in V, daddy kink, squirting, face sitting, orgasm control, blowjob, pet names, sub and dom dynamic, praising kink etc

Words:  3.3K

A/N: Hi @being-worthy I hope you like it, I changed it just a bit so hopefully you like it. I hope that it helps you a little bit because you are worthy and i hope that this helps, even if it's just a little bit

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Goddess

It was your first night with Henry. Well quite literally. It was the first time you both had sex together and it was so much more than amazing. It was absolutely perfect and you were glad that you had waited a while because it was definitely worth the wait.

Henry knew that you had a little bit of trouble with letting people in and let alone be physical with him. It was part of your ptsd and you couldn’t help it. But with Henry it was different. He waited until you were ready while others would’ve run away by now but not Henry. Even though there were moments you pushed him away but he never left. He gave you space but he knew you were worth the while. You were special in all the right ways.

With time, you let him in more and more. Like one evening he could cuddle you and stuff. For a lot of people it was normal but with you it could reduce your anxiety. But Henry stood right by your side. He would always say that he didn’t care that he had to wait or stuff because you were worth it. He had found his Diamant and it came with a price that he gladly paid.

So last night was a huge step for you and he knew it but let’s be honest, you’re still human and he was not only sweet, caring, loving and patient but also incredible hot, gorgeous even. When he had asked you last night to be his girlfriend you couldn’t contain your excitement even though it was also scary because than it would be official, first you wanted to back off but once you met his blue eyes that held so much care and softness, you knew he was the one and you were prepared to make that jump with him like he had done for you.

It wasn’t planned to go that way but then again, planning sex is never a really good idea because it wouldn’t come as natural as it should. You were both up all night and it was the best night that you had in a long time. Henry always asked if it was okay with you or even if you were okay.

And the aftercare…. That was just healing for your soul. He knew that it might trigger you so he was as soft with you as he could be. You had a shower together and he held you close to his chest while he softly washed your hair and peppered your face with kisses. He noticed that you were clingy for the first time and his heart just swelled up with love, melting for you. He didn’t mind it one bit in fact he actually loved it. And when you asked him to cockwarm you, he fell in love even more if that was even possible.

You felt the sun shine  on your skin through the blinds. You softly opened your eyes as the activities from last night crossed your mind. Your heartrate picked up as you felt anxiety creep up. He had never seen you naked in much light before and now you were there in his bed. You were incredible insecure over your body and he knew but now you were scared. You laid half on top of him and your leg over him and you could feel his cock still inside you.

You wanted to get out and get dressed but once you looked at his peaceful form sleeping you felt all your anxiety leave your body and start to relax again. He looked gorgeous and it kind of made you mad at how good he looked in the morning.

You let your head rest on his chest again and you felt him let out a soft sigh. You were in a complete trance of this Greek god of a man. You observed his face and how slowly and softly his chest rose as he breathed. Your fingertips softly traced his features as he laid there peacefully. His head laid towards you and you brushed a couple locks from his hair away from his face. Your fingertips slowly moved towards his chest as your hand met his chest hair.

You were pulled out of the trance when the big Akita, Kal came into the room. He walked to your side and nudged your hand. You smiled softly as you patted the bear of a dog. You knew he wanted food so you thought that it was a perfect excuse to get out of bed and get dressed before Henry would wake up.

You carefully slipped his leg off of his and tried to get him out of you carefully. He was absolutely huge so that was going to be a task on it’s own. You had to cover your mouth so you wouldn’t let out a moan as you felt him almost slip out. You carefully turned to your side and was almost there until a pair of very strong arms pulled you back to your chosen spot.

“Where you going?” you heard a teasing groggy voice say. You felt panic coming up because he was awake now and you were still naked. You turned around towards Henry and slowly pulled the covers more over your body, hoping he wouldn’t notice.

You smiled softly at him “Kal wants some food I think.” You softly chuckled as the Akita had two paws on the bed now. Henry rose his head a little to see where Kal was, who was still behind you. Henry chuckled tiredly “He can wait a little longer…. He likes you though, normally he’s at my side.” he teased.

You smiled but it felt forced as the anxiety worsened. Henry noticed though, he knew you well enough by now to tell. “Sweetheart, are you okay?” he asked you a little worried, more awake now. You nodded softly, holding tightly on to the covers. He had slipped his arm around you, which made you more hyper focused on that. “Sweetheart, don’t lie to me. What’s going on?” he asked you softly while Kal paddled out of the room, knowing you probably wouldn’t get out soon.

You looked down feeling embarrassed. “It’s just…. I’m very insecure….” You wanted to explain but you were scared so you hoped he would put 2 and 2 together, beside you were scared he might judge you even though he never did. “About your body?” he asked you carefully. You nodded again. He let out a soft sigh of sympathy. “Sweetheart you are so beautiful and I hope you see one day what I see. I promise you. I know it’s going to take some time before you feel completely comfortable around me but I’ll let you remember every day of how beautiful I think you are.”

You smiled softly. He always had a way to make you feel better about yourself. You snuggled more against him and he smiled softly at you while he peppered your face with kisses. He hang a little above you with sparkles in his eyes and a big smile, showing his perfect white teeth.

He placed his lips on yours, giving you a passionate kiss.  You went with your hand through his soft hair and his mouth went from your lips to your neck, leaving marks behind he wanted to go down more but your fingers kept grabbing the sheets tightly. “Let me show you how beautiful I think you really are.” He smiled.

You really did want him but on the other side, you felt your heartrate speed up and not in a good way right now. once his eyes met yours they went from lustful to softness as he saw that you were scared. “We don’t have to if you don’t want!” he told you quickly and laid down besides you again. “We can also cuddle or whatever you want sweetheart. You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to with me, you know that right?” You looked at him and smiled softly.

“I love you bear.” You told him all of a sudden. You had never told each other before so it took him by surprise especially that it came from you first. He got the biggest smile on his face “I love you too sweetheart, so much.” Even though he was excited and through the moon, he tried to talk softly to you. He carefully pulled you closer and kissed you again.

Fuck it, you thought feeling brave all of a sudden as you stroked his chest, slowly going down. He broke the kiss “Sweetheart? Are you sure? You know you don’t have to right?” he told you pulling you away a little. “Not that I don’t want to but I don’t want to do anything that you don’t feel comfortable by.” he quickly corrected himself, giving you an awaited look. You chuckled a little but found it incredibly sweet how comfortable and safe he wanted you to feel around him.

“It’s okay Hen, I promise I want to.” You gave him a soft smile and he immediately got a grin. He kissed you again but this time, it felt like he wanted to show you his love into that kiss. His rough hands, softly going down your body. Before his lips went to your neck, he looked at you “You are the most beautiful, gorgeous woman I have ever met. I feel so attracted to you, god you don’t even know. You’re perfect exactly the way you are.”

You felt your cheeks heat up and pulled him towards your lips again in a passionate kiss and let him go to your neck. His warm rough hands slowly went down more towards the place that ached for him. His mouth went towards your breast and you let go of the safety of the covers. No other man had made you feel as gorgeous as Henry did.

His mouth attached to your nipple and you felt your back already arching and whimpered a little as you went through his hair again. His fingers found your clit and immediately played with it, leaving you in a whimpering mess. He smiled through the kisses, knowing he had this effect on you.

“Can I pull away the covers sweetheart?” he asked you, making you think for a second but when your eyes met the safety in his, you were okay again. “Yeah you can.” You told him, making him smile and gave you a kiss again. As the covers were torn off of you, you felt the cold air hit your naked body. Goosebumps slowly rising over your entire body. Out of habit you tried to hide yourself with your arms.

Henry slowly took your arms, kissing them before placing them away from you. “You are so beautiful, how can you be so insecure when you look like this?” he actually wondered.  It made you smile softly “Really, you are gorgeous sweetheart.” His mouth went from your breast to your belly, more down and started to kiss your thighs.

For now it felt like he kissed all of your insecurities away. He made eye contact and had a slight grin before he dove in and started to eat you out like a hungry man. You couldn’t help but moan loudly as he worshipped your body and well, his eating skills.

It didn’t took long for you to reach one of the best orgasms. You buckled your hips against his face, feeling very needy. He placed his arms around your stomach so you would lay still. After he licked up your first orgasm he looked at you with mischief, which you returned. “I want you to sit on my face.” your eyes went big “What??” he chuckled softly, his hand cupping your cheek and he placed a quick kiss on your lips. “Trust me sweetheart.”

“But…” he shook his head with a smile. “Trust me.” he saw that you were in fact very interested but it kind of made you feel intimidated but your lust took over and you decided to try it out.

Henry laid down and helped you climb up. His strong hands on your thighs pulling you down. You were still hesitant. “You won’t hurt me, I promise you that, just relax, I promise you’re going to love it.” you felt flustered but was too curious.

You let him pull you down and he was right, this was so good. His hand finding your breast, kneading them softly. You looked down and made eye contact with Henry and the sight of him underneath you, eating you out was a whole other experience. That was the thing that had sent you almost over the edge again. His skilled tongue going in and out and it didn’t took long before you came for a second time. Your whole body started to shake and Henry helped you to stay upright while he licked every single drop and placed wet kisses on your thighs once he was done.

You got off of him and wanted to return the favor but he shook his head. “This is all about you baby girl.” You felt flustered again and he helped you, laying on your back. He kissed you again and you could taste yourself on his mouth and tongue and it was downright intoxicating, wanting more.

At this point you were a whimpering mess and needy. Your hand went through his chest hair, over his entire chest until you got down to his cock, which was already twitching. You pumped it a little, which wasn’t really necessary but still and guided him towards your entrance.

Henry still hang above you, his arms holding him up besides your head. Once you got the tip in, Henry took over. You still had to get very used to Henry’s size. You’ve hadn’t had sex in so long and Henry wasn’t average size so it was a challenge. He kept a close eye on you, scanning your features.

He wasn’t even halfway in and you were already moaning and groaning. It was a mix of pleasure and pain shooting through you as he stretched you out to the fullest. He moaned into your ear which made you clench around him, making him moan harder.

Once he was fully in, he waited for a moment so you could adjust to his size. Once you gave him a sign that he could move he did. At first it was slow but you wanted more. “Please go faster, harder…” he grinned “You want me to go harder and faster baby?” you whined and nodded. He smiled and started to fasten his pace.

“You feel so good in me daddy” You moaned which motivated and turned him on even harder as he started to pound into you. Last night it was more passionate but now you really wanted a good fuck and so did Henry it seemed. “Want daddy to make you feel good, baby girl?” his dirty talk back was what made you even more wet, ruining the sheets with your juices.

He flipped you over onto your belly. He shoved his cock back inside as he held your butt cheeks. “God you’re so beautiful baby girl.” Your hands were gripping the covers for dear life. “You need to tell daddy when you’re gonna cum, okay princess?” At this point, all you could do was moan.

He spit onto your pussy as his cock went in and out at a fast pace. “Let me put a finger in you, do you like that?” he asked you before doing. You nodded “No princess I need words.” You whimpered needy. “Yes daddy, please.” He had a smug smile on his face as he put a finger in your ass. You moaned at the feeling of being so filled up.

Henry loved this kinky side of you that he never had seen before. While his cock pumped in and his finger as well, you knew you were close to reaching yet another orgasm. “Daddy, I’m going to cum, please can I cum?” you asked him desperately. “Not yet baby girl, hold it like a good girl.” Hearing him say good girl, made you already cum just by his words.

You started to beg him and he loved it. “You wait for daddy baby. Now be a good girl and hold it.” you moaned, tears falling on your cheeks, knowing you couldn’t hold it for long. “Daddy I can’t hold it any longer.” You heard him moan “okay baby, be a good girl and cum for daddy.” He started to pound harder into you and you reached your orgasm. It was so intense that you started to squirt as he kept pounding you. He moaned when you clenched onto his cock for dear life. “Look at the mess you made, such a good girl.” You whined and whimpered as your legs shook.

“I can’t hold it any longer princess.” He told you and you were quick on your knees. “I want to taste you daddy.” Henry looked mesmerized by you for a moment. He placed his thumb in your mouth and you softly licked it while keeping eye contact. “You drive me crazy.” He chuckled softly as his cock twitched at the beautiful sight of you.

He cupped your face and pulled you closer for a heated kiss. You broke away and started to kiss and lick his neck, leaving a hickey. You heard him moan while your lips slowly traced his sweaty chest towards his cock.

You licked the top of his cock teasingly before taking him in. Your hands going to his balls, massaging them and playing. You tried to take all of him in but you started to gag already and you weren’t even halfway. Henry grabbed your hair softly and carefully started to thrust into your mouth.

“Oh baby I’m gonna cum soon.” You moaned against his dick, the vibration of your voice and the tightening of your throat around him, was enough to make him cum. He kept thrusting through his orgasm, moaning loudly and you knew that sound was going to be addictive and the end of you.

You felt his warm cum covering your throat as you swallowed it all. After a while he pulled out and wiped the saliva off your face before pulling you in the most passionate kiss. “Are you okay?” his voice was soft and caring.

You gave him a smile and nodded “Yeah because of you.” he smiled at your reaction. “I would like to take care of you today.” He more asked you than told you. “I would like that too.” He smiled, knowing it was even a step closer to you.

You both took a shower again and he was incredibly caring, softly washing your hair and holding you underneath the shower, placing kisses on your head. After the shower he gave you his comfy clothes. Why don’t you give Kal his food and let him outside, I’ll change the sheets and we can watch movies after and cuddle.” You smiled, feeling incredibly comfortable and at home. You nodded, giving him a quick kiss before going downstairs. To say that you were sore was an understatement.

You did as Henry asked and when you came back from a walk with Kal, you saw Henry making pancakes in the kitchen. He only wore his sweatpants and you felt your heartrate pick up at the sight in front of you.

After dinner you both plopped onto the bed, feeling extremely tired again as you cuddled up against him, watching your favorite movie. You were still insecure but you could proudly say that it was a whole lot less than this morning when you woke up. Maybe, one day, you could see what Henry sees and feel like the goddess you are.

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[nostxlgia18]

Stay By Your Side

Pairing: Henry Cavill × Girlfriend! Reader

Summary: You try to assure Henry about something that he has doubts about.

Warning: Fluffyyyyy, kinda angsty, loving Kal

The best way to spend a Sunday afternoon with your wonderful boyfriend Henry, cuddling on the couch and watching 'Life As We Know It.'

He was leaving for Paris tomorrow to film Mission Impossible, so today was your last day together. For the film, Henry grew a beard and a moustache, and you hadn't gotten over the look in weeks. He'd give out such Alpha male vibes that it'd do things between your legs at times.

You blurt out, "Josh is such a loving father in this movie ahh my heart".

"Love, what did you say?" Henry scowled as he listened intently to what you had to say. You tried to correct your statement without glancing at him, "Huh, oh I said that Josh looks like such a wonderful father here." you reply looking at the screen again.

"Ohh" He now sadly said, attempting to get off the couch.

"Wh-where are you going?" you ask, grabbing his hands and stopping him. He sadly looked you in the eyes and said, "I don't want to watch the movie anymore; you can continue watching."

You exhale loudly and lightly shout your stupidity into the pillow as soon as you see him leaving. Kal, your baby, heard your muffled sound and ran over to see if you were okay. He climbed up next to you and tried to hug you with his massive frame. You petted him and assured him that everything was fine.

"Why did dad get angry all of a sudden? hmm?" you try to tell Kal and think yourself. Patting Kal once on his bottom signals him to get up so that you can follow Henry.

You enter into your room, and there he was, standing by the balcony, so engrossed in his thoughts that he didn't even notice you were entering. You wrap your hands around his torso from behind "What's wrong baby?" you try to ask him.

You break your hug and take a step forward to stand next to Henry after he lightly tugs on your hands. You notice him clenching his jaw and frowning, and you wonder what's making him so irritated. You take a step closer to him and try to calm him down by kissing his neck and jaw.

"Y/n, please" he stops you instantly.

"What is wrong Henry? Can you please tell me, have I done something wrong? See whatever it is, I'm sorry I didn't mean to." you blabber and wait for him to answer, but you get nothing.

"Henry? I'm talking to you!" you yell. His silence was getting to you now. "Henry, can you talk to me? HEN-"

"WHAT? what do you want me to tell you huh?" he yelled and cuts your off in reply, which had you back away in fear. As soon as he saw you move away his eyes softened.

Thinking it was best to leave him alone for some time and you turn around leaving him on the balcony.

"Y/n! darling! Y/n" you hear him call you and feel a palm wrap around your hand turning you around. "Look, I'm sorry if I hurt you or something. I didn't mean to I swear" you start to mummer while spelling out tears.

"No, no baby, I'm so sorry I shouldn't have yelled back there. I love you so much...shuuuush" Henry wrapped his arms around your weak body, hugging you tightly while trying to shush you down.

You look up to him, signalling him to spill what's bothering him. He understands and exhales "it's just that I'm having my doubts of being a father" he replies placing his hand on your 6-month pregnant belly.

"What? Henry, why would you think that? I've told you so many times that your going to be an excellent father, I've seen you with your nephews baby..... you're so amazing with them." you assure while caressing his cheek.

"But I'm leaving tomorrow for the shoot and you will be all alone here, Josh doesn't leave the baby's side for a minute and here I am" Henry states.

"It's just a movie honey and I won't be all alone here you know, I have our little buddy right here. Also, you will be here when the baby comes so you can stay by him all you want okay" you say placing your hand on top of Henry's on your belly.

"Listen baby, you're going to be the best father ever okay. So remove all stupid confusions from your head and let's go have some ice cream, I'm craving one badly" you order.

This has Henry chuckle and he leans down to kiss you on the lips.

"How did I get so lucky to have you in my life?" He asks while prepping kisses down your neckline. You moan as he finds your sensitive spot.

"I'd tell you how you got lucky once I come out of the bathroom, apparently your kid thinks my bladder is a squeeze toy!" you exclaim and pull away from Henry while rushing towards the loo.

Henry laughs hysterically at your comment and leaves the room to go order your favourite ice cream for you.

Masterlist

Taglist: @shyconversationalbookworm @justreadingthatsit @sleutherclaw

Reblogs are appreciated 🌈🪄

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[princessmisery666]

#PM666Reads - August - Fic Rec

Please heed all the warnings on the individual fics. I am not responsible for what you choose read.

I challenge everyone who sees this to read and Reblog one fic from the list 🤩🥳 tag me if you do

📚 Sam Wilson

The Parcae - @indyluckycharlie - People always talk about fate like it’s some great thing, but you know better. You know that fate is just a jerk who likes to mess up your perfectly happy life. In fact, you don’t even believe in her. Fate just might believe in you though.

Here We Go Again - @xbuchananbarnes - idiots in love

📚 Henry Cavill

Natural Alternatives - @the-soot-sprite - Henry helps you find a different cure for your cramps.

📚 Dean Winchester

Heard, Seen, Believed - @stusbunker - Seen: Test & Willing - Dean comes to terms with how things are changing between them. Can he make it up to her? What do either of them really want? & Believed: Brave & Complicit - She lets go, Dean catches her.

Dude, I Got A Girlfriend - @avanatural - Based on 12x11 “Regarding Dean.” Dean is progressively losing his memories. Sam calls Y/N to keep an eye on his brother. Dean has no idea who she is to him, and it turns out she doesn’t quite know, either. Or does she?

Miscommunication - @winchest09 - After moving to America, British hunter Y/N never expected her life to unfold the way it has. She never anticipated finding two brothers, who would quickly become her found family and she certainly never envisioned falling in love with one of them. Following her attempt to shield her heart, she failed to protect her body, leading her straight back to the Winchesters. So when the language barrier deepens her connection with a certain green eyed hunter, will she succumb to her deepest feelings or keep them at bay?

Last Memory (AO3) - @kittenofdoomage - Dean's transformation into a demon destroyed what was left of their marriage but you're not leaving without one last memory.

Whisky & Regret (AO3) - @kittenofdoomage - Months after the events of "Last Memory", Dean finally tracks her down.

Shirt - @impala-dreamer - dean's thoughts seeing his lover in his shirt and boxer making coffee after an eventful night😎

Some Superheroes Wear Blankets - @thegirlwhorunswithwinchesters - Dean comes home to find you heartbroken. It’s time for him to evaluate the difference between his plans and his priorities.

Closer - @little-diable - Selfish as one could be Dean keeps him and the reader locked in a house, basking in those hours he gets to spend with her alone. With a bleeding wound and the sun finally rising, will the last minutes of the night give them enough comfort to act upon their feelings?

Til Death Do Us Part - @sofreddie - The happiest day of their lives. At least, it was supposed to be.

📚 Sam Winchester

Dead Sexy - @deanwanddamons - It is Y/N’s first time joining Sam on a fact finding mission during a hunt. How will it go?

Hands Off - @writethelifeyouwant - When someone mistakes you and Dean for a couple during a hunt, Dean decides it’s his duty as a friend to find you a man. Little does he know, Sam’s already taking care of that.

Decay - @thegirlwhorunswithwinchesters - Dean said Sam could be saved. You just wanted to do right by your promise to the man you love, even if it won’t bring him back to you.

In Your Dreams - @calaofnoldor - In a world where your dreams are your soulmate’s memories, a call to Garth for backup changes Sam’s life forever. (Soulmate AU)

With These Hands (AO3) - @kittenofdoomage - She's got a suspicion Sam's up to something but it turns out she's miles off base.

Gorgeous - @justagirlinafandomworld - Sam Winchester ruined your life. And he might know it.

Laundromat - @watermelonlipstick - Gotta wash the clothes sometime, right?

Must Be Dreaming - @justagirlinafandomworld - You’d been dreaming of being with Sam Winchester forever. Life finally ponies up.

📚 Rowena MacLeod

Worth Her While - @fangirlxwritesx67 - When the Winchester brothers ask Rowena MacLeod to help them steal an amulet, she agrees – as long as she can make sure that the case is worth her while.

📚 Andy Barber

Ten Things I Hate About You - @cockslut-padalecki - When Y/N finally wins the case she’s been battling, there’s nothing left to do but celebrate, however inadvertently stumbles into her biggest rival, and prosecutor, Andy Barber, as he drowns his sorrows.

📚 Bucky Barnes

I'm Seeing Something I Like - @angrythingstarlight - Little bit of smut and whiny Bucky.

Island Breeze & Lights Down Low - @justagirlinafandomworld - You and Bucky have come a long way from when you first met. Set after tfatws.

Break The Back - @indyluckycharlie - It’s angsty and brainwashing- consistent with canon- is involved. Mentions of death and violence.

Not So Subtle - @firefly-in-darkness - The Soldier and the Spy aren’t being very subtle with their flirty ways. Will you play them at their own game or crumble at their beauty? -

Distraction On Halloween - @buckmecaptain - Bucky Barnes is stuck at a Tony Stark Halloween party, annoyed and bored.  What he needs is a little distraction.

Nota Est Metallum Gustum & P1 - @wonder-cole - Y/N has been in love with her best friend, Bucky, since he left to join the military. When he has to go on the run, will she wait for him? Or will the handsome new neighbour Frank Castle steal her away?

📚 Steve Rogers

Safehouse - @evansrogerskitten - While on the run you make a nearly fatal mistake, prompting a confrontation with the person you want to appease the most.

All Yours - @firefly-in-darkness - Steve’s a bad habit that you can’t break.

Unexpected Showers - @labella420 - Steve fucks you in his office and you should learn to expect the unexpected.

#Fic recs #PM666Reads #Dean Winchester #Sam Winchester #Andy Barber #Bucky Barnes #Steve Rogers #Sam Wilson #Henry Cavill #rowena mcleod

[thebadboyfanclub]

Lady Of The House Pt. 2 (Henry x Reader)

Heyyyyyy, so I finally finished this part, please let me know if you want to see more of this. Enjoy!

Part one

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After the delicious breakfast Henry and (y/n) had he told her that they must attend a charity event that his brother was throwing. She always enjoyed those types of outings with him, she liked the attention and how Henry would proudly show her off and twirl her around the dancefloor, Henry always made her feel wanted and appreciated. However with that type of short notice, she was left running around her wardrobe room with Jennette and Angelina on her side, trying to pick an outfit, it wasn't like she didn't have any, but she always wanted to be perfect, the Cavill family had accepted her but not without difficulties, at the end of the day they all saw her as this little shiny toy Henry would dispose at some point.

"What about this? It still has the tag on it"

Angelina spoke lightly holding up the extravagant green gown Henry had bought her one day, she had mentioned her favorite designer so the next day Henry sent her 8 different gowns that he liked.

Angelina was new to the roaster, Jennette (y/n) quickly came to the realization that a few of the maids and butlers were giving out information about (y/n) to Henry's mom, she was a wonderful lady when (y/n) was around because she saw her as just a girlfriend and not the wife, so they swiftly got replaced. (Y/n) approached Angelina and let her fingers trace the fabric as she turned to look at Jennette.

"Isn't the slit a bit too much for a family event?"

"I think it's finally time for you to make this statement... miss Cavill"

(Y/n) giggled at the name, Jennette liked calling her that as a small joke and a reminder that she is now the lady of this house. (Y/n) was always a big personality but this life made her feel small and uncertain. She bit her lip before she started nodding to herself, Angelina smiled in triumph due to feeling accomplished with finding the dress for (y/n).

"Angelina help miss (y/n) put the dress on, I'll be downstairs if you need me"

"Yes miss jennette"

As (y/n) started to take off her robe to slip on the right dress, jennette walked out of the master bedroom and towards the entrance of the house, that's where Mister Henry was waiting for his lady. Jennette was curious about the reason he had asked to see her privately to talk about (y/n).

she wasn't worried about it though, Jennette had a good feeling about this since everyone could clearly see how madly in love he was with her, he had brought other women home in the past yet they were never introduced to the staff, they had remained anonymous visitors. She slowly walked down the marble stairs while Mister Henry was standing in front of a mirror, fixing his tie.

"You asked to see me sir?"

"Yes Jennette"

His tone of voice was light as a feather, kind and melodic as he finally rearranged himself and took his eyes off his reflection and turned to Jennette who was patiently waiting close to him.

"How's (y/n) been doing?"

"She is finally getting comfortable, Angelina has been helping with making her feel in charge"

Henry slowly nodded as a ghost of a smile on his lips. He remembered how scared she was in the beginning, how she would stutter while talking to the staff or some days she wouldn't even leave the bed until he came home. He could recognize how much she has flourished and rose to the occasion. He was so thankful when (y/n) started to smile while talking to him about Jennette, she needed an ally and now Angelina was another soldier

"I'm going to ask her to marry me"

Jennette gasped in a happy demeanor and started to clap fastly with her fingers while her palms remained together. Henry was aware how close the two of them had grown to become, Lady Jennette has been around his family since he was a young adult, when he first started getting involved in the "family business".

however all his brothers had kids and a wife, (y/n) was the only woman he could see a future with, just the thought of her with a big round belly made him feel all warm and fuzzy, he felt alive next to her and her presence never left his mind, he had a reason to keep living and working. As soon as he had laid eyes on her that night he stayed at the hotel she was working at he just had to have her, it was almost compelling

"Of course you can't tell her"

"I would never dream of such a thing sir"

Before Henry could speak he heard the door of his bedroom open, along with giggles that probably came from Angelina and (y/n). Both of them waited for her to turn the corner and appear.

(Y/n) felt his eyes on her as soon as she stepped at the top of the stairs. Jennette was smiling at the sight of her while Henry remained silent. Angelina helped her lift up her dress ever so slightly so she can take the steps down without a problem. You could hear her heels click on the well polished floor. Ever since she met him the look he gave her every time he saw her was addictive, she felt like the most beautiful woman in the world when he gave her this intense look that scanned her body.

"If the slit is too much I can go change"

"You look stunning my love"

He reassured her and walked to her. His hands immediately found hers and her raised one to his lips to place a gentle kiss on her knuckles while never breaking eye contact. She smiled back and instinctively she filled the space between them so she could hug him, his cologne made her feel safe knowing that he was there was the most comforting idea.

After a few moments she pulled away but their hands remained intertwined. Every single time they had to attend a family event he could sense her anxiety, at any other gala she was right at home but when it came to his family she looked like a kid going through school exams.

"Don't be nervous love"

"I'm not nervous"

She quickly shot back in defense. She could tell that he wasn't convinced, yet he chose to let it go, acknowledging the fact that pushing her more would only do more damage than good. Her hair was down and styled to perfection, her make up was done to bring out her beauty even more, she looked like a true goddess coming to bless the mortals.

"Don't wait for us jennette"

"Yes sir. Have a good night"

-

The car ride was spent by (y/n) looking out the window while her one hand traced her necklace and the other held Henry's, he chose to silently support her. He could comprehend how scary his family could be for an outsider, of course they were nice when she was around but (y/n) was no fool, she noticed the quick side eyes and the few whispers when she turned her back, she only bit her lip and smiled for Henry's sake, as well as the fact that if she wanted to be in this family she had to outsmart them, she was aware that they acted like that because she was the girlfriend, as soon as Henry would propose nobody would dare to say anything, she would officially be a Cavill. It was a shallow reason but she just wanted to be recognized for what she was, a woman that all she did was fall in love.

As the driver opened the door Henry got out first and then he helped (y/n) get out, before she got the chance he slightly kneeled in front of her to fix the end of her dress that touched the floor. His gentle grace of his fingers from her calf that went over her thigh brought goosebumps all over her body.

"I love this dress on you"

"I think you will have to wait until we get back home to show me how much you do"

Henry's reply was to lean down and press a kiss on her naked left shoulder before offering his arm for her to take as they walked in the Mansion as a couple.

(Y/n) felt the awfully familiar tightness in her chest as they entered, people were mingling, the smell of cigars lingered in the air as you could see the smoke in the air, even though the staff had done it's best to open windows and keep the air fresh.

"(Y/n)!"

She heard a woman call her name at a rather enthusiastic tone. As she turned she saw it was Henry's sister in law Chiara. She was dressed in a black dress that was a bit more modest than hers, yet it complimented her delicate figure in such a way that made her look like the glamorous Hollywood stars back in the day. The brunette woman opened her arms and offered (y/n) a warm hug. (Y/n) hugged back, feeling grateful that the host was one of the people in this family that she actually got along with. Chiara had married into the family years ago, she was rather tall and very intimidating, she vividly remembered the story of how Charlie traveled back and forth from the UK to Austria just to get a date with her.

"You look exquisite"

(Y/n) complimented her, Chiara smiled as she gave an up and down look with a smirk on her painted lips.

"Same goes for you dear, the hawk is going to have a heart attack… love it"

Chiara and (y/n) had bonded over how tightly Henry's mother held the strings, Chiara was the first to pull (y/n) aside and warn her that she is like that with anyone however she is all bark and no bite. Many nights have been spent over the phone with Chiara giving advice to (y/n). They were so different yet they found comfort in one another.

"How are you Chiara?"

Henry joined in, he didn't care that Chiara forgot to greet him, quite the opposite he was pleased (y/n) was getting the attention she deserved. Chiara looked at him and in the meantime Charlie started to approach her from behind, (y/n) had to admit that even though she met Chiara while she was married she still felt like Chiara was a single woman, Charlie traveled a lot which Chiara had stated multiple times that it was the reason she was still married to him, she needed her space and craved time alone. So as one can assume that she wasn't really eager to have a baby either.

"I'm well, I'm surprised you guys made it. I thought you had to be in Scotland"

"(Y/n) is not fond of Scotland"

He simply responded. To be fair she thought it was a beautiful country but it was springtime and she wanted to go somewhere with a bit more sun. A waitress approached the two couples and offered champagne, Henry reached for two glasses and offered (y/n) one, Chiara and Charlie were already holding a glass.

"Here you go love"

"Thank you"

"Cheers, to another successful season"

Henry raised his glass while the others followed. As they clinked their glasses and all the group took a sip, the taste of the bubbly drink soothed (y/n)'s nerves, her shoulders started to relax and the tightness on her chest was little to none.

"Where's mom and dad?"

"Oh last time I saw them they were talking to our brother"

"We should go say hello"

"Alright, it was nice seeing you"

(Y/n) said before Chiara leaned in a bit to whisper in her ear "you got this doll".

(Y/n) giggled at her and Chiara just stepped back and gave her a playful wink. Henry's hand found the small of her back before gently guiding her away from the couple, the last glimpse she got off the couple was Chiara turning to say something to her husband as she flipped her long wavy hair back.

(Y/n)'s heart stomped so loud she started feeling the pressure on her ears, out of instinct she clenched her jaw and tried to mask her nervousness. Henry spotted his parents and walked to them, knowing well that (y/n) is already done with the situation and depending on how this goes they might have to leave immediately.

"Henry and (y/n), is so good to see you"

Henry's father, Colin, was the first to greet them with a kind smile on his face. Colin had always been nothing but kind to (y/n), which was surprising to her since she had stereotypically thought that the father would be the hardest one to crack. Colin hugged his son and then proceeded to take (y/n)'s hand and give a kiss on her hand.

"It's good to see you young lady"

"Thank you"

"How are you dear?"

His mother Marianne said before going in for a very forced hug, yet she was grateful they still had a civil type of communication especially around others.

"I'm well, how are you?"

"You've lost weight, I was hoping you would have gained some, oh you would look so cute with a little baby bump"

(Y/n) let out a nervous giggle, not knowing how to answer. They weren't even married, let alone have a baby, she wanted to have kids but she was still young and wanted to enjoy having henry for herself a little longer.

Henry's hand went from the small of her waist to wrapping around her as a way to bring her closer to him. He had heard this over and over again, the only difference was that to him they questioned if she was worthy to bring an heir to the family.

"Not yet mother, I still enjoy seeing her in these tight clothes"

"Henry we are still your parents. He is right Marianne, let them have some fun"

"I'm sure (y/n) can have fun but Henry you are not getting any younger"

(Y/n) was at the edge of just disassociate as her gaze started to focus on a vase behind Marianne. In any other case if this woman was a random stranger she would have popped off and started to insult her. The squeeze she received from Henry's hand pulled her out of her trace. She bit her lip as she tried to find the right thing to say, she wanted kids but the subject of babies was something they hadn't even discussed other than the cheeky comments during sex. The squeeze she received from Henry's hand was enought to bring her out of her trance and now the tightness on her chest was replaced by a fire of anger.

"You know last time you questioned my credibility as a potential wife, so this new situation of wanting me to get pregnant is at least a step"

"Honey I don't know what you are talking about"

"You do, we all do"

She hit back before downing the rest of her drink. Henry smiled in triumph, he was taken back by her boldness on one hand, on the other she held her own and showed the spark he loved to see.

"I think it's time for us to leave. I love you both"

Henry hugged both of his parents and his dad gave (y/n) another kiss on the hand, when she turned to Marianne (y/n) smiled and took her in for a big hug, making Marianne let out a small "oh".

"Water under the bridge… dear"

(Y/n) said at a lower tone before she pulled away and took her spot again next to Henry.

"Have a good night"

Henry said before taking (y/n) away from them. Henry's hand slowly slid from her waist to her bum, he didn't do anything he just let it rest on it. (Y/n) was smart enough to understand that this small change of movement meant that not only was he not mad she responded, he was turned on by her.

"You never seize to amaze me love. I'll call the chauffeur but we got 15 minutes before he arrives"

"Plenty of time to see what decor they have in the bathroom"

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[buckysgoldenheart]

The B****, The Favorite, His Sister & Her Lover

Henry Cavill x Reader

Summary: Henry is in love with you, but you have been avoiding him for a month and you are forced to face the repercussions of your actions when your brother brings him to family dinner. (Fluffy, sorta smutty)

Words: 4979 (Sorry ☹, but I hope you like it if you decide it’s not too long).

All you wanted, well, not wanted, but all you planned for was a simple, hopefully non-stressful dinner where your mother made her lasagna and your brother eased her not-so-innocent attacks on you with his charming personality. It was a Friday. Friday’s were supposed to be relaxing, and if you could ignore the ‘subtle’ digs at your lack of relationship you might even consider it a win.

You sat at the counter, sipping at wine as your small mother slid her lasagna into the oven with two large, rose-printed oven mitts. What should have been a simple task ended up as your mother spending an entire minute adjusting and readjusting the pan until it was dead center on the rack.

“You’re letting all the heat out, mom.”

Her nearly entirely gray-haired head was practically in the oven when she said, “It has to be perfect or it won’t bake evenly, Y/N. If you ever cooked, you would know that. Men like when a woman can cook, you know.”

You rolled your eyes and took another sip of the dark reddish-purple liquid when the doorbell rang. Fucking finally, you thought, Brother dearest to the rescue. You actually loved Johnny almost more than anyone. He was your best friend, and without a doubt, you could show up at his apartment asking for help hiding a body and he would drop everything to google the best place to do it.

Probably a little too eagerly, you set your glass down, jogged to the small foyer, and whipped open the door. “Damn it, Johnny, you’re late. Mom is—”

Your body froze. Johnny was smiling wide, holding up a bottle of gin in his hand and waving it at you like a prize, standing next to the one man you had been trying to avoid for the better half of a month. You closed your parted lips and slid your tongue over them to wet the sudden dryness.

“Where’s mom?” Johnny asked.

You nodded your head in the direction of the kitchen. “Where else?”

You brother slipped by you, disappearing around the corner as he called for your mother. A sharp squeal echoed through the halls a moment later, your mother’s high-pitched tone crying ‘my baby boy,’ over and over.

Looking at the man before you: the blue eyes, the dark brown hair, the plump lips with an uneasy smile, you tried to look welcoming. You were sure you failed miserably, but who could blame you. Avoiding him had been going so well.

“Hi, Y/N.”

You swallowed. “Hi…Henry.” Awkwardly, you opened the door a little wider and stepped to the side. He cleared his throat and brushed passed you, the toned chest you had tried to forget rubbing up against your breasts. “Just, um…” You pointed in the direction of the kitchen before you realized it would just be better for him to follow you. “Follow me.”

When you saw Johnny playfully twirling your mother around to music he had turned on at some point, you internally groaned. He really was the perfect son. Perfect enough to make up for your lack of achievements. Johnny paused, large grin still in place when he saw you and Henry.

“Mom,” He said, gesturing a hand your way, “This is Henry, a good friend. We work together.”

Her eyes brightened even more at the sight of him. Tall, broad, sexy; the perfect potential suitor for her pathetic daughter. You just prayed she could keep her mouth shut for a single night.

“Henry,” She said, taking his hand in hers. “So lovely to meet you. Please, take a seat. What would you like to drink? I can get you anything.”

Henry looked anxious at the sudden onslaught of attention. You knew the feeling, though it was often directed your way in a more negative manner. Before Henry could respond, your brother set a glass of bourbon in front of him to which he responded with a nod, a smile, and a ‘thank you.’

The scene in front of you was more and more beginning to feel like an episode of The Twilight Zone. Henry was sitting at the kitchen counter of your childhood home with a drink in his hand, chatting with your mother and brother like it wasn’t weird. He looked misplaced. He was too big for the room. His shoulders were massive, and he was so, so tall, and there was something about it that had you panicking.

“Johnny!” Your brother looked your way. “Can I speak to you for a moment?”

Without waiting for a response, you turned on your heel and walked to your old bedroom. You shut the door with an annoyed huff once your bother’s body was barely on your side of it. He observed the room as if he hadn’t seen it a thousand times before then winced when he met your eyes, having run out of places to look. “Oh, don’t give me that.”

You crossed your arms. “What the fuck is he doing here!”

“He said he was going to be alone for the weekend and when I told him I was going home for the night, I offered for him to come.”

Raising an eyebrow, you scoffed. “And why would he accept that thrilling proposal?”

Johnny chucked and rubbed the back of his neck. “Funny thing—”

“Oh, is it?”

“I may have told him you were coming, too…”

“Is that so?” You said a little louder.

Your brother shrugged and sighed. “Look, Y/N, he loves you…a lot. I barely mentioned your name before he started to pack his overnight bag.” He chuckled at the memory. “Personally, I don’t get it. I never really felt like you outgrew that mousy, awkward phase, but I guess he sees passed that.”

Groaning, you grabbed a pillow off your bed and threw it at his head. “Johnny!”

He tossed the pillow back at you and you swatted it away. “He’s a good guy, Y/N. You could do worse. He could probably do better, but he did spend the entire drive here unashamedly asking about you, so he must think otherwise.”

“You’re an ass.”

“I’m the best and you love me.” Johnny walked to you and threw and arm over your shoulders. “Now, come on. We’ve left him alone with our mother. No one deserves that.”

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“Oh, I did see that…” Your mother snapped her fingers. “Oh, what was it? Uncle something, the uncle man, no that’s not it, uncle—”

“The Man from U.N.C.L.E,” Henry finished for her.

“Yes!” She smiled triumphantly as if she had come to answer on her own. “I quite enjoyed that one.”

“Well, thank you. That’s very kind of you.”

“My son says you’re Superman as well. Is that so?”

“Mom,” Your brother interrupted as he dragged you back in the room. “Leave Henry alone, alright? He gets questioned all the time. He doesn’t need it from us.”

Your mother swatted a hand. “Oh, nonsense. How am I supposed to get to know Henry here if I don’t ask questions?”

“Are you interviewing him for something?”

As she donned the oven mitts again, bent down, and pulled dinner out of the oven, your mother winked. “Maybe…”

You let out a quiet whimper, grabbed your glass, and downed the rest of your wine in half a second. Johnny nodded your way and handed you the bottle. You nodded back in appreciation and refilled your glass a little more than socially acceptable.  

“Ok, now, everyone at the table,” You mother announced.

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The lasagna was annoyingly delicious, but the conversation ruined it. You were definitely buzzed by now, trying to scarf down the last of your food. Maybe you could feign illness and dip out before dessert. The two hour drive back to your apartment at nine p.m., tipsy or not, sounded exponentially better than staying the night like you usually did. If only it weren’t illegal and didn’t mean potentially harming yourself or someone else. Johnny watched you sympathetically, so very clearly understanding your discomfort, until your mother drew his attention at the mention of his name.

“John has a girlfriend,” She said to Henry, then looked at her son. “Where is Margaret, Johnny?”

“Business trip,” He replied. When she raised her eyebrows, undoubtedly impressed that her son found a woman important enough to be needed around the world, Johnny elaborated. “Paris this month. She is collaborating with some famous designer out there.”

“She is so smart and beautiful, very driven. It’s extremely impressive. You must be so proud of her.”

Johnny smiled at the thought of his girlfriend. He did love her in a way he’d never loved any other and you knew how hard it was for him when she was gone, so you reached out and placed a comforting hand on his arm. “I am proud of her. I am, um…I’m actually going to ask her to marry me when she gets back.”

Your mother squealed and practically jumped out of her seat. “Oh, my goodness!” Then, she actually stood and trotted over to her son, wrapped her arms around him and kissed the side of his head. Henry met your eyes as you averted them from the spectacle that was your mother, seeming to be examining every feature of your face with an undetermined expression. You wanted to look away but found yourself unable. His stare reminded you too much of the last time you saw him. The way he had studied you then, it made you melt. It was as if he was trying to figure you out, like he thought you were some kind of otherworldly being with a uniqueness he couldn’t quite find the words to describe.

You watched as his lips slowly parted and your thoughts turned dark. You mother would be ashamed, but she quickly stopped them as she fawned more over your brother. “I’ll have grandchildren in no time!” She placed on last peck on your bother’s cheek before taking her seat again, folding her napkin back over her lap. “Henry, have you met Margaret?”

Henry’s eyes finally left your face. “I have actually.”

“Oh, isn’t she absolutely lovely? Just perfect for my Johnny. I wish Y/N would find someone.”

“Mom,” You and Johnny said at the same time. Here we go. But your mother ignored your protests.

“Someone like you, Henry,” She continued and rested her hand on his forearm. “You would be perfect. You are so charming and sweet and handsome; you’d be good for her. Y/N has a horrible history with men, absolute buffoons. They never treat her right. They never love her.”

“Mom!” Johnny shouted, thankfully trying to protect you, because with each word that passed your mother’s lips, you lost the will to protect yourself.

“But a man like you—”

The sound of your chair skidding across the hardwood drowned out any other noise. You stood, threw your napkin down and, without a word or glance at anyone at the table, left for your room.

Johnny blew out a breath and shook his head. “Mom…”

Her eyebrows rose and she shrugged, her hands out in question like a small child when asked where the last of the cookies went. “What?”

“You need to lay off. Honestly. Give her a break.”

That surprised look on her face quickly shifted. “Oh, please, John. She knows I mean well. When I find her a man, she will thank me.”

“Will she?” Your brother’s lips thinned out. “I’ll go talk to her.”

Henry dabbed his mouth with his napkin and stood. “No. I’ll go,” He said, but paused when your mother put her small hand on his arm again.

“Oh, Henry, dear, you don’t have to deal with her.”

“No, mom,” Johnny interjected. “Let Henry go. I’ll stay and help you with the dishes. I think dinner is over.”

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The knock at your door had you groaning. You didn’t want to see anyone, not even Johnny. There was nothing he could say to make it better, to make the entire night disappear as if it never happened. All you wanted to do was lay back in your bed and stare at the little glow stars you had stuck on your ceiling when you were five. If you turned off your bedside lamp, they would shine that bright alien-green color that once had you wishing you could live with some wild, extra-terrestrial being instead of your own mother. But then the door pounded again.

“Not now, Johnny.”

You thought your simple, aggravated tone was enough to persuade anyone to leave you alone, until a moment later when the door eased open. “Not Johnny,” Henry said, and your heart skipped a beat. “Can we talk?”

Keeping your eyes on the little ceiling stars, you said, “I swear to god, if this is about my mom—”

“It’s not.”

“If it’s about the other thing, then the answer is still no.”

Henry quietly groaned, shut the door, and stepped to the side of the bed. The room was suddenly warmer as you met his eyes, and he nudged your legs to the side so he could sit. “Why not?”

You took a deep breath and scooted your body up until your back was against the wall. He still looked at you; determined, you realized. He wanted what he wanted, and he clearly had no plans to leave without answers. “That was an accid—”

“No, it wasn’t.”

“Yes,” You said firmly. “It was.”

He rose a perfect eyebrow. “How so? Neither of us were drunk, we both wanted it. You told me—”

“I know what I told you.”

Henry nodded and swallowed, his eyes darting to the floor for a second before back to you. “Were you lying to me then?”

‘No,’ You wanted to say, but somehow, your lips could not form the word. Though even if they could, you weren’t sure any sound would come out.

“Tell me, how does it happen that two people can admit their feelings for one another, sleep together, and then one of those people decides to leave in the middle of the night and start avoiding the other.”

“Didn’t I just say—”

“Yea, well, I want to talk about it,” he interrupted you, and you didn’t miss the irritation starting to seep into that delectably deep voice of his.

The look on his face had you wishing you could rip out your own stomach to avoid the nausea it induced. At least I feel guilty, you thought. You could be one of those people who lies to get in someone pants and then avoids them. You didn’t lie, so there would always be that.

“Why did you leave?” He asked.

You didn’t even know. Was there actually a single reason, or where there so many little reasons that you couldn’t pinpoint one in particular. Either way, you couldn’t explain. You knew what you felt for him. You knew it scared you, and that you didn’t want to hurt him. But how do you make a stupid choice like unwrapping his arms from your body in the middle of the night while he sleeps so you could leave, and then ever be able to look him in the eye again. You weren’t strong enough for that, not when it came to him. He made you feel amazing and beautiful and loved, and you threw it back in his face.

“Y/N—”

“Can we please not do this,” You whispered.

“No, we are doing this,” Henry said, standing sharply. “We are definitely doing this.”

You stood as well, willing yourself to be as tall as him. At least then it would be fair, but he was inches above you, and you didn’t possess the magical abilities to make yourself grow after the age of 15, so… “Henry—”

He stared you down, stepping to you and forcing you back until your spine met the wall. “Just answer the damn question, Y/N. Is what you said to me a lie?”

“I…I’m…I don’t—” You stammered and, though tried to hold your ground, couldn’t stop yourself from looking away and to the tacky, blue carpet flooring. But Henry wasn’t having it. He crooked a finger under your chin and lifted until you had no choice other than to gaze into the ocean blue of his eyes and at the small brown island in the left one.

“Do you love me or not?”

Your mouth opened and closed like a fish. You wanted to say something, you had to, he wouldn’t wait forever, but—

“Yes or no, Y/N.”

…He wouldn’t wait forever…

“Yes or--”

“Yes.”

In the same breath, he cupped your cheeks and put his lips on yours. Tasting him again sent shocks through every nerve of your body. It felt like your first sip of water after surviving days without; like the feeling of sunshine on your skin after being trapped so long in the darkness you lost track of time. It felt as if his kiss held inside it everything you needed to finally be free. No more denial, no more loneliness or fear, no more avoiding him because he clearly wasn’t going to let that happen for one more minute.

When you finally gave in and parted your lips for him, Henry groaned. His tongue on yours created a fire that burst inside of you and soothed the chills his touch created, and before you had time to process another thought, you were pushing him back to your bed and straddling his lap. Warm hands traveled up and down your back until the moan you made at the feeling of his hard on pressing to your core had him wrapping his arms tight around your waist. So tight, you were not sure how you could still breathe.

You sneaked your hand between your bodies and worked to unbuckle the belt around his hips, but he pulled back just as you yanked it from the loops and tossed it to the side. You searched his eyes for any reason he may have stopped you, but all you saw was love. He reached up and brushed a stray hair behind your ear, then caressed your cheek and stroked along your cheekbone with his thumb.

“What’s wrong?” You asked, eyebrows still drawn together in confusion.

Henry smiled to slightest. “I love you.”

“…Still?” You looked away from him in embarrassment. “Even after avoiding you for a month?”

“Yes, still,” He chuckled. “Even after that.”

You let out a little whimper and touched your forehead to his. “I don’t know how you could.”

“Because it’s you, baby.” He put a hand on the back of your neck and pecked your lips once, twice. “I’ve been in love with you for so long.”

You lifted your head from his and he smiled, glancing at your lips before meeting your eyes. “How long?”

“Since your brother brought you to the Fallout wrap party.”

“Henry…”

“I know. I should’ve told you a long time ago, way before last month.” With one hand, he threaded his fingers through your hair. The other started to rub up and down your thigh.

He nudged his nose against yours and before he could kiss you again, you whispered, “I love you.”

Your words made him contentedly hum from deep in his chest, then he placed his lips on yours again, your bottom one between his two. He sucked on it and softly nibbled, and you slid your hands up his chest until you could wrap your arms around his neck. Grinding your hips down forced a groan from Henry as he went for the button of his jeans.

Your lips separated for a moment so you could hike up your skirt, and before he could, you slipped your fingers inside his pants and pulled out his cock, grasping it in your warm hand. His lips parted at your touch, his eyes staring hard into yours as you lifted up, tugged your panties to the side, and started to ease yourself onto him. His cock parted your folds and stretched you so deliciously wide that the familiar string from his size had you gasping.

“Oh, God,” Henry sucked in a breath, sheathed fully inside you. “So good, sweetheart.”

You nodded, lost for words. Nothing could describe the feeling of him inside you. He filled you the way no man ever could, in more ways than one. Every hollow part of you he sated; your body, your heart, your mind, all brought to peace just by being with him. How you let your fear get in the way of this for an entire month, you couldn’t understand. But as he held you so close nothing could get between your bodies, you pushed your thoughts to the back of your mind and started to rock your hips back and forth on his lap.

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“That is a lot of stars,” Henry said as you laid back in the bed and stared up at your ceiling, his arms still wrapped around you. He hadn’t let you go, even for a second. From the moment you said ‘yes’ to his question, his hands remained on your body, his skin always touching yours.

“I like space.”

“I know,” He chuckled, then pulled you on top of him. You overlapped your hands on his chest and rested your chin on them.

“Oh yea?”

“Mhm. I know an awful lot about you. I’ve been paying attention for a while.”

“I know things about you, too.”

“Oh yea?” He asked, mimicking you with a smirk and an arched eyebrow.

“I know that you’re obsessed with video games, you like to cook and you’re actually good at it, you want a family, and you love Kal more than anyone.”

“Almost more than anyone.” He smiled at you and brushed a knuckle down your cheek. “Don’t tell him though.”

You giggled but continued. “I know that you are supportive and determined and you always go after what you want--”

“Like I did with you.”

“—And there is no one in the world like you. You make me feel safe…and loved.”

He leaned closer and you rose to meet his lips. “You’re all I want.”

The corners of your mouth crooked up, but a moment later they fell and you sat up in fear. “Oh, my God.”

“What?”

“We’ve been in here,” You paused to check the small alarm clock on your bedside table, “For an hour.” Standing quickly, you looked around, wildly searching for your underwear that Henry had yanked down your legs at some point and tossed to God knows where.

He hopped up and threw his shirt over his head. When you handed him his belt, he nodded and thanked you with a smile before he began to slip it through the loops.

You sighed in relief when you found the dark blue lacy panties and pulled them up your legs. “My mother is gonna lose it. I bet the only reason she hasn’t barged in here is because of Johnny.” You ran around like a chicken with its head cut off, looking for garments and hurriedly clothing yourself. When you passed in front of Henry, he grabbed your arm.

“Babe,” He said, cupping your cheeks and forcing you to look at him. “It’s fine. Everything is going to be fine.”

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You stepped down the stairs and casually rounded the corner into the living room as if you hadn’t just had sex twice, to see Johnny sitting in one of two brown leather armchairs, sipping his gin and tonic. Your brother smirked when he saw your somewhat disheveled appearance, with Henry behind you, one of his large hands on your hip.

“Hey, sis.”

You rolled your eyes. “Don’t start. Where’s mom?”

He nodded his head to the couch you hadn’t bothered to glace at yet, where your mother’s body draped along it like a rag doll, a glint of drool at the corner of her mouth. “What the fuck?”

“Mom still cannot hold her booze.” He stood and watched your mother as she let out a loud snore. “Don’t worry, she didn’t hear you. She was too busy ranting about your lack of love life.” You swallowed and Johnny walked up to you. Raising one eyebrow, he looked between you and Henry, then took a gulp of the clear liquid in his glass. “The irony, huh?”

Before you could say a word, your brother slipped by you and patted Henry a few times on the shoulder. “Oh, and you’re free to go home,” Johnny called from the kitchen. “I have a feeling you’d both rather spend your night…well, not here, and I can look after our dear mother. You can thank me tomorrow.” He chuckled.

Henry looked down at you and smiled softly. “We can stay if you want.”

“Are you kidding?” You snickered. “Just give me a minute, then we can go.”

He grabbed your hand and brought it to his lips, kissing your knuckles. “I’ll go wait by the car. Tell Johnny I’ll see him Monday, yea?”

You nodded and as Henry left out the front door, you made your way down the tiled hallway that led to the kitchen. You found your brother sitting at the counter and typing on his phone with a smile.

“Margaret?” You asked.

Johnny placed his phone back on the counter and took a swig of gin straight from the bottle. “Yea.”

“How is she?”

“Good. She’s doing really well out there.” He smiled, though halfheartedly, and went for the fridge to pull out your mother’s devil’s food cake. Grabbing a fork, he walked back to the counter, put the cake in the center and dug right into the side of it. You stared as he devoured bite after bite. If it were you, you would have surely faced the wrath of the small, plump woman passed out in the next room, but Johnny ate without a care in the world. “I fucking miss her.”

You picked at a fingernail as you asked, “Is it awful…to have someone you love hours away from you for weeks at a time?” You hated to see your brother miss his girlfriend so much his insides hurt, and you had no desire to be in the same situation.

“Not as awful as it probably sounds. It would be easier with you and Henry, if that’s what you’re worried about.” He gave you an amused look that only barely masked his own pain.

“What do you mean?”

“Well, he and I have to go wherever the production companies take The Witcher, but you can travel freely with your job and, believe me, he’ll take you everywhere he’s filming as long as you say yes. He also might try to superglue you to his side though, so watch out for that.”

You scrunched your eyebrows together, trying to not smile as much as your brother’s words were begging you to, then forced it down with a swallow. “Johnny…” He hummed, and when you didn’t continue, he turned his head to look at you. “Thank you. I don’t know that I would’ve talked to him again if you hadn’t brought him here. I would’ve tried to forget about it, and him.”

Johnny smirked as he poked at the cake with his fork. “Nah, Henry wouldn’t have let that happen. He’s, like, an idiot for you, but a very…determined idiot.”

“Really?”

“Oh, baby sister, you have no idea.” He rubbed up and down the side of your arm the way he used to as kids in high school when he thought you were being a little too naïve for your own good. “But I’ll tell you all about the nauseatingly, sappy whining he did over you another time.”

That was a story you were sure Henry would try to keep as far away from you as possible and the thought made you smile. The close friends he probably told, or ‘whined’ to, as your brother said, would undoubtedly have a ball trying to recount every detail just to see how red Henry’s cheeks could get.

You wrapped your arms around Johnny from the side, your head just meeting his shoulder, and squeezed. He wiggled his arm out of your tight hold to tuck you into his side then kissed your forehead.

“I love you,” You said.

“I know.”

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Seeing Henry leaning against your car, patiently waiting for you, made something in your chest lighten. He didn’t seem bored or annoyed or itching to rush you along, but just content to stay in that one spot until you were ready to go. You’d never had that before: a man who didn’t force you to follow every minute of his schedule, who didn’t make you feel like you could never be an inconvenience without consequences, who didn’t hold you down by the boulder on your chest, suffocating you until you complied. It made you appreciate what it meant to be able to inhale and exhale for more than just the need to keep your body from dying. It gave you the chance to see that there are two types of breathing: There’s the breathing that keeps you alive, and there’s the breathing that keeps you sane. Henry allowed you to have both, and it took the smallest of gestures to give you that relief.

He smiled bright when he saw you striding over the front yard grass to him and took your hands in his once you were within reach. “You ready?”

You nodded and rested your head on his chest, inhaling the scent you memorized a year ago. “Yours or mine?”

“Doesn’t matter.”

“If we go to yours, we can be having sex sooner. Mine’s an extra fifteen away,” You said and looked up at him.

“Mine it is.” He winked and then kissed you.

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[inlovewithhisblueeyes]

Henry Cavill Masterlist

This is where you can find all the fanfiction, drabbles, and imagines written by me for Henry Cavill and his characters.

These are crossposted to my AO3

I do not give permission to anyone to repost any of my work, copying it (whether ideas or just parts) and claiming it as your own.

UPDATED: January 12th, 2022

Oneshots

Stuck in Your Head - Henry Cavill x Gender Neutral Reader 

The world outside your cocoon has faded away, leaving you alone in your thoughts. You're stuck in your head and a certain curly haired man is there to lend a helping hand.

Borrowed - Henry Cavill x Gender Neutral Reader

Sometimes all you need is a good friend to help you through the rough patches.

A Pup’s Commendation - Henry Cavill x Gender Neutral Reader

After an eventful fourth of July weekend, Henry and Kal set out on a walk discover a lovely surprise.

Oneshots

The Great Jewish Cook-off - Walter Marshall x Fem Reader

Walter Marshall is off work early to find burnt latkes in his kitchen. Can he help save Hanukkah for you?

Series

Eyes that Know Me - Walter Marshall x OFC

After the death of his girlfriend, Walter Marshall leaves the life of a detective behind in Minneapolis and finds a fresh start in Montana. However, the calm doesn't last forever as he finds himself embroiled in the middle a sinister plot to return Omegas' lives to how they used to be.

Oneshots

Never Bet Your Clothes in a Game of Sevivon - College AU Mike x Fem Reader

A package is left outside your dorm room and Mike steps in to guard it. What a mensch!

Series

Twinkle Twinkle Little Star -Dark!Clark Kent x little!Reader

After being resurrected in order to save the world, Clark Kent discovers a change in himself as he tries to navigate his new/old life. There’s a darkness in him that wasn’t there before and it’s being fuelled by the impending threat of Darkseid. The man of steel finds himself smitten with you, an intern at the Daily Planet, and he wants nothing more than to have you for his own.

Oneshots

Last Minute - August Walker x Fem Reader

When your normal sitter is unable to watch your dog, August steps in to lend a helping hand.

Morning Love - August Walker x Fem Reader 

August shows his feelings through actions not words. 18+ Only

Coming Soon

Coming Soon

Coming Soon

Oneshots

The Captain and the Mermaid - Captain Syverson x Ariel! Female Reader

Syverson's niece is turning 7 and all she wanted was both Ariel and her favorite uncle at her party. A certain captain might develop feelings for the mermaid.

Multi Character Drabbles:

The Caffeine Solution - August, Walter, Sy, and Mike

Prompt: How would August, Sy, Walter, and Mike react if their s/o introduce then the "no alcohol or coffee after 6 pm" rule and replace it with tea instead? Like, she cares about him so much and wants her man to have a proper night of sleep on weekdays

Other Henry Related Goodness:

Live Reacts:

Hellraiser: Hellworld

Justice League (2017)

Laguna

Immortals

Whatever Works

The Count of Monte Cristo

Man of Steel

Henry Theories:

Reasons why Henry Cavill and Prince Eric are the same person 

Part 1

Part 2

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[nashibirne]

Gimme Shelter - 3

Chapter 3 anyone? Well...here it comes. I hope you enjoy it. If so, please leave me a comment, like or replog. 💜

Previous part -> Nashi’s Masterlist

Pairing: Henry Cavill x OFC (Kat Spencer)

Words: ~3.1k

Summary: Henry has to deal with a personal crisis and he finds shelter with his old rugby mate Sam and his sister Kat. She used to be Henry’s best friend a very long time ago. Will they be able to become friends again or maybe even more? Chapter 3: Henry tries to get closer to Kat but there are various obstacles.

Warnings: RPF, mention of mental health issues and panic attacks, language

No beta! All mistakes are mine. English is not my mother tongue so expect bad grammar and wrong spelling.

Disclaimer: I don’t know the real Henry Cavill, this is pure fiction and nothing more

Credits: Pics for the moodboard from Pinterest. Face claims: Kat = Jennifer Connelly, Eli = Stephen James

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I should've known better than to cheat a friend

And waste the chance that I'd been given

So I'm never gonna dance again

The way I danced with you, ohh

Never without your love

From Careless Whisper written by Andrew J. Ridgeley / George Michael

Henry was wrong thinking their conversation was the end of Kat's distant behaviour. Sure, it got better but she was still acting aloof and it was clear as day that she still couldn't see him as a friend. She treated him like a guest. Always polite and friendly but keeping her distance and neutrality. And that was the reason why he was really looking forward to tonight. It was Saturday and they were going to visit the city festival that took place every summer and that was a big event in the little town of St. Ives. Henry, Kat and Sam with his girlfriend Lydia, who was a delicate and very pretty black woman with an astonishing amount of energy, always in a good mood and wearing her heart on her sleeve. Henry immediately got why Kat liked her so much, when he met her for the first time a day after he moved in. She was funny and very smart, a real tough cookie but caring and warm-hearted, too. So it was going to be just the four of them and of course he was hoping for a chance to come a little closer to Kat in the relaxed atmosphere of the public party with some music and drinks. Maybe she was able to loosen up around him there. 

When they arrived the festival was in full swing. The city was crowded with tourists and locals, smiling faces everywhere and the friends were in a good mood, too. Sam and Lydia were standing arm in arm and Kat was sure her brother had finally found his perfect match. She'd never seen him so in love before and she was genuinely happy for him. Henry went to a stall and came back with four glasses of beer, after he had taken a few selfies with some fangirls. Kat was wondering how he felt about this. About the fact that he got recognized although he was in St. Ives to escape all the media hype and all the pressure that it had put on him in the last years but he didn't seem to care. Maybe he's so used to it that it doesn't bother him, Kat thought, or he's just not showing it. "Cheers." Henry said, smiling at them, holding Kat's gaze a little longer than usual which made her nervous. "Cheers." They answered in unison and Kat started to look around. There were various stalls selling all kinds of stuff, from kitsch to unique art and she even spotted some carousels. The band that had been playing was just leaving the stage right in front of the harbour.

"Isn't that Elijah?" Sam nudged her and nodded at a stall a few meters away. 

"Who?" Lydia craned her neck to take a look. "The inked guy?"

"Shit. Yes, that's him." Kat made a face and Henry turned around. There was only one inked guy. He was tall and buff, tattooed from head to toe - literally. He was young, 24 or 25  maybe, and very handsome, Henry had to admit that. Piercing blue eyes, a sharp jawline and high cheekbones, his black hair worn in a stylish undercut, dressed in ripped jeans and a simple white T-shirt.

"This is your fuck boy?" Lydia blurted out. Kat shushed her with an awkward grin. "He was my fuck boy. Past tense."

Henry felt his stomach twist in a strange mix of jealousy, anger and protectiveness.

"Damn, girl. You never mentioned he is that hot. I see why you didn't say no to him."

"Excuse me?" Sam looked at his girlfriend with a frown. "You don't even like tattoos?" Lydia laughed out loud and kissed him. "You're right, baby, he's gross." 

"There he comes." Henry said looking at Kat who rolled her eyes.

"Heaven help." She muttered under her breath.

"Kat, good to see you." Ink guy hugged her before he eyed her up and down. "You look great." 

"Hi. Thanks. You look good too." She smiled at him and there was an awkward pause until she cleared her throat to introduce him.

"Um, yeah, you know my brother Sam and this is his girlfriend Lydia." She pointed at them. "And here we have our new housemate Henry." She nodded at him and Henry flinched. Housemate. Not friend, just housemate.

"Guys, this is Elijah. We used to do Yoga together."

Elijah glanced at her before he put on a lewd smirk. "Yeah, let's call it Yoga." He raised his eyebrows and gave Kat a sexy wink.

"Speaking of which. I really miss our long and intense...Yoga exercises." He grinned. "I think about you a lot to get into the right mood, whenever I do Yoga...all alone. On my own. Almost every night."

Kat raised an eyebrow and returned his flirtatious smile. "I'm sure you don't have problems finding a new Yoga partner."

"No, I don't. I've tried it with a few. But it's hard to find someone as good as you. As flexible and experienced and passionate...about Yoga."

Kat was speechless for a moment and Elijah stepped closer and whispered loud enough for everyone to hear. "Maybe we can do a session tonight."

Kat looked him in the eyes, biting her bottom lip. "Yeah. Maybe. If I'm in the mood for Yoga later."

He grinned. "See you on the dance floor? The DJ's gonna start his show in a few."

"Sure." Kat nodded.

"Great. See ya, guys." He waved at them and strolled away with a swagger that annoyed Henry.

When he was out of earshot Sam laughed out loud.

"Fuck, sis. Did the guy just tell you, you're his wank-rag?"

Kat knitted her brows with an embarrassed grin. "Shut up, okay? I don't wanna hear anything about this. This conversation never happened." She blushed furiously and Henry would have loved to ask her about the story behind all this but he kept his mouth shut. It was none of his business. He was just the housemate.

*****

It took Henry another four glasses of beer to  find the courage to ask her about Mr. Ink anyway.

"So what's going on with you and...Elijah?" Henry faked nonchalance by giving her just a quick glance and a tiny smile.

"Nothing." Kat didn't even look at him. Instead she watched the dancing crowd in front of the stage.

"I see." Henry tried to shrug it off and took another sip of his beer. He knew he shouldn't drink so much but it helped him to loosen up. 

"Do you really think it's good for you to drink so much when you're still on your meds?"

Henry wasn't surprised by her question. She had always taken care of him. She had always been his voice of reason.

"No. Actually I know it's a very bad idea."

"But you do it anyway. Some things never change." Kat turned to him, took his glass out of his hands and replaced it with her glass of coke. He accepted it with a lopsided grin and the look they shared when their hands touched for a second made his heart flutter.

"I had a fling with him last year." Kat finally explained. "We went to the same Yoga class and we started to...well...have sex. It only lasted a two months."

"Why did it end?"

"It got a little out of hand. Eli wanted more than booty calls but I didn't. I just wanted casual fucks…"

Henry looked at her with a frown. Of course she misinterpreted his expression.

"Don't you dare judge me, Cavill…" Her voice was tense.

"I don't judge you, Kat. Casual sex can be great, I know that. I'm just surprised. I mean, you used to be the romantic type…"

"Romance is dead, Henry." She tried to temper her words with a smile but he knew that look that crossed her eyes. A mixture of defiance and sadness, that indicated a topic that worried her though she wouldn't want to talk about it. "Kat…." He touched her arm and she flinched as if his hand was burning her. Kat gave Henry an apologetic smile. Shaking her head she took his hand and gave it a quick squeeze. "I'm fine." The way he looked at her -his head cocked, his gaze intense- made her skin tingle and so she quickly averted her eyes.

She constantly had to remind herself of their conversation a few days ago. She was willing to give it a try, to be friends with him again but she just wasn't able to shake off the past. And the mixed emotions she had just thinking about him weren't helpful as well. She was attracted to him more than she wanted to be and at the same time she couldn't stand being too close to him. Henry opened his mouth to say something but before he was able to do so Lydia took Kat by the hand and dragged her away. "Come on, Kat. Let's dance. I love this song."

Elijah found Kat on the dance floor after just five minutes. She seemed to be hesitant at first about dancing with him but after another five minutes she had given in and now Henry was watching them getting closer with every song, moving to the rhythm, Elijah was holding her very close, rubbing his body against hers and it looked pretty hot.

"The guy's got moves, huh?" Sam nudged Henry with a grin.

"Yeah." He couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"If you're so annoyed by him, why don't you do something about it?"

Henry looked at him with a frown. "What do you mean?"

"I mean you can go on watching them dry humping on the dancefloor with hungry eyes or you can go dance with Kat yourself."

Henry let out a snort.

"I don't think your sister wants to dance with me."

"You'll never know if you don't try."

Henry just grunted and tried to shrug it off but Sam didn't want to let him off the hook.

"Just go and dance with her."

"I don't know."

"Oh come on, Cavill. Don't be such a sissy."

"Where's the point, Sam. She hates me."

Sam shook his head. "She doesn't hate you."

"But she doesn't like me either." Henry wasn't convinced. 

"She likes you more than she dislikes you." Sam replied cryptically. "Now, come on. Go and put this prick in his place." Sam took Henry's glass and gave him a little shove. "Go." Henry stumbled forward. "Go." Sam repeated. Henry rolled his eyes. "Fine. She thinks I'm an idiot anyway. Not a problem if I make a fool of myself."

Henry made his way through the dancing crowd and when he finally stood right beside them Kat noticed him with a surprised smile. She stopped moving and Elijah gave him an angry glance. "Sorry, but I have to cut in." 

"You do?" Kat asked sarcastically. "I do. Sorry, mate." He took Kat's hand and pulled her away from Elijah.

"Fancy a dance?" He indicated a bow and gave her a wink.

Kat grinned and gave Eli an apologetic shrug before turning to Henry again.

"Why not. Show me your moves."

And so they danced. Not as sexy and close as she had danced with Mr. Ink but still. She seemed to be happy and enjoying his company and that was all Henry was asking for. He wasn't the best dancer but it felt okay after the first awkward moments and Kat even touched him from time to time. After the third uptempo song the DJ played a slow track and he pulled Kat closer. She hesitated for a brief moment but then she wrapped her arms around his neck and he held her by her waist. They swayed to the slow music, their bodies not touching but their eyes met and Henry was wondering if Kat's heart was racing as fast as his. 

Kat's heart was indeed racing. So many years ago this had been all she'd ever wished for. To dance with him to a romantic song. To feel his hands on her body. To be close to him. But those teenage dreams belonged to the past. She didn't believe in the idea of everlasting love anymore. She had given up on waiting for 'the one' a long time ago. And even if she had this tiny spark of hope for finding true love remaining in the darkest corners of her mind, it couldn't be Henry, could it? Her heart and mind screamed no. No, woman, he broke your heart. Don't get too close to him. You're going to burn your fingers. Again. He's not the one for you. But her body said yes. Go for it, woman. You're attracted to him. You've yearned for him 22 years, now get what you're craving.

Kat started to panic when Henry's gaze got more and more intense. She felt like drowning in his ocean blue eyes and burning up in his body heat at the same time. She knew that warm, fluttery feeling in her belly that was caused by his smile and his touch too well and she wouldn't let this happen again. He might have tricked her once but she wouldn't let him trick her twice. No fucking way.

Kat let go of his neck and took a step back and he knew their dance was over. Elijah gladly took over again and all Henry could do was to quit the field. 

****

When Kat came home the next morning she found Sam in the kitchen making scrambled eggs and bacon.

"Morning. That smells heavenly."

"Morning. Will be done in a minute if you want some."

"I'd love to. I'm starving."

Sam turned around with a smirk.

"Really? No morning-after-breakfast at Elijah's?"

Kat rolled her eyes. "I didn't want to stay any longer, it just makes things awkward."

"I see. Is this going to be a regular thing again? You and your toyboy?"

"No." Kat shook her head. "Definitely not. Where are Lydia and Henry?"

"Lydia has a bad hangover and Henry….well, I guess he's still asleep. He didn't feel well last night." Sam turned around and gave his sister a plate filled with eggs, bacon and a bagel. Kat looked at him with a frown. "How's that? He was fine when I left. Did he drink too much?"

"No, no, he just had water after you scolded him for drinking." Sam winked at her with a grin. Getting serious he sat down and looked at her. "He had some kind of panic attack. Just freaked out…"

"God, Sam. That's awful. What happened?" Kat looked at her brother with a stunned expression on her face.

"I don't really know. It began with some people that recognized him. He took photos with them, it didn't seem to be a problem but then more and more fans came and surrounded him and he did his best to be nice and fulfill all their requests, he signed shirts and took selfies, one girl wanted his signature on her bra, it was crazy and soon got out of hand. I could see the panic in his eyes although he did his best to hide it. He was so polite and kind although a drunk guy, I guess the boyfriend of one of his fans, started to insult him. But at some point his face turned so pale and his hands started to shake, I was afraid he was about to pass out."

"Oh my god." Kat was really worried, Sam could easily tell by the deep frown and the knitted brows. "What did you do?"

"I got him out of there. Lydia calmed down the remaining fans and told them he had the flu or something and we went home."

"What did Henry say? Was it his first panic attack?"

"He didn't say much, didn't really want to talk about it. He went straight to bed. It was horrible, Kat."

"Shit."

"Yeah. I thought I'd bring him breakfast later. Or maybe you want to do it?"

Sam looked at Kat while he was eating a piece of bacon.

"I don't know, Sam."

"He trusts you, Kat."

"You are his friend."

"I'm his mate, that's a difference."

"No, it's quibble. You and him are closer than me and him. Whatever you call it." Kat arched an eyebrow and gave her brother an annoyed glance.

"Oh, come on,you know how it is, Kat. Guys don't talk about emotional stuff like this…"

"Maybe I don't want to talk about emotional stuff with him either."

Sam gave her a knowing look. "Are you afraid you're gonna fall for him again?"

Kat blinked repeatedly, speechless for a moment.

"What are you talking about?" She crossed her arms in front of her chest. Sam leaned back in his chair. "Look, Kat, I know I was busy with my own love life at school but I wasn't completely blind. I know you were in love with Henry. You always denied it but it was obvious to me. I knew you were lying when you said he's just a friend to you and I know that your friendship ended out of the blue when Hen and Poppy became a thing. So it's not so hard to draw the conclusion that he broke your heart and that you're afraid that history is going to repeat itself."

Kat chewed on her bottom lip but she didn't say a word. She just shrugged and pulled off pieces of her bagel absent minded.

"I think he needs you, Kat. He needs what the two of you had at school. That deep, unconditional kind of friendship. I can't give him that, we're not close enough, but you can."

She looked at Sam with a frown.

"I'm not so sure. It's not that easy. What we had back then is gone."

"I'm sure it's not. It's just buried under your past. You can dig it out."

Kat closed her eyes and pinched the bridge of her nose with a deep sigh. "I'm not a therapist."

"Good, because he has a therapist. What he doesn't have is someone who knows him like you do. Someone he can trust."

"Alright. I'll do it. I'm gonna bring him his breakfast and see if he wants to talk but I'm going to blame you if this ends in disaster."

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tbc

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[bakarilennox]

Moth to a Flame

Pairing: Lewis Tan x Black!OC (Ophelia) x Henry Cavill RPF

(Based on the song “Moth To A Flame” by Swedish House Mafia & The Weeknd)

Content Warnings: Minors DNI, 18+ smut, mentions of a miscarriage, infidelity, mental abuse, emotional abuse, depiction of sexual acts, manipulative behavior, gaslighting, strong language. (Might become a series, idk yet 🤷🏾‍♀️)

[Two years earlier]

“Well what the fuck do you want me to do Ophelia?! I can’t just drop everything at a moment’s notice!” Lewis bellowed across the room.

“You can if your girlfriend is miscarrying your baby! I was alone in that hospital room, Lewis!” Ophelia matched his volume.

“I was by myself in that room, could you even fathom how terrifying that is?! A Black woman alone in the hospital, losing her baby and having to answer questions in the mental state that I am in!” She glared at Lewis as he hung his head down, not saying a word as his fists dug into the marble kitchen island. Causing his fists to turn white.

Ophelia scoffs at him and crosses her arms. “Of course you don’t, because you can only think about your damn self! God forbid you take a moment from your career to actually be there for me! That would be just too fucking much for you.”

Lewis slammed his fist into the island causing Ophelia to jump up from the sudden action.

“Well, it’s not my fucking fault you lost the damn baby! So stop putting all this on me Goddammit!” he angrily retorted.

Ophelia’s rage converted to sadness by her boyfriend’s venomous statement.

“So you’re saying it’s my fault then?!? Is that what you’re telling me?” Her eyes began to well up.

Lewis’ face softened as his eyebrows rose and his mouth was left ajar as he realized the damage his words made. He walked around the counter to quickly console the love of his life. But Ophelia pushed him away as her tears silently stream down her face.

“Opi, I-I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean th-” Lewis was cut off by her.

Her tone dramatically softened as she spoke with her head lowered and her arms crossed. “This isn’t working anymore Lew. I’m always left alone when you’re gone and whenever you’re here, we always end up fighting. This isn’t healthy, and it damn sure wouldn’t be any better if a child was involved…”

“B-but couples fight all the time. We can get through this, I-I’ll spend more time with you, I’ll get you th-that dog you always thought was cute, I-I’ll be better for I-I-I swear…” Lewis pleads frantically.

Ophelia looked up with her tears staining her makeup, she took a deep breath as she wiped the tear streaks with her sleeve before she continued.

“I think we should see other people, Lewis.” Ophelia’s words hit Lewis like a barrage of bullets, he dreaded the thought of losing Ophelia especially at their most vulnerable point in time.

“You don’t mean that, n-no you don’t mean that Opi. You’re upset, I get it. We both said horrible things to each other, but we always work them out…we always pull through.” Lewis slowly stepped toward Ophelia.

“No we don't Lewis, by the time the fighting could be ‘over’, you’re gone again. The situation was never truly fixed, it was left right here until you come back. Then you deflect and deflect until you have to leave again. I can’t keep doing this, we can’t keep doing this. It’s taking a toll on you too, I can see it in your face. We can’t keep hurting each other.” Ophelia wiped her tears away.

“Opi, please…don’t do this. We can go to counseling, I’ll go on hiatus, we can work on this together. I can bring you with me to set, I’ll do anything just please reconsider.” Lewis had both hands on Ophelia’s shoulders as he stared into her tear filled eyes while simultaneously holding back his.

Ophelia looked up at Lewis's face and shook her head. “It’s way too late for that. I thought that this baby would make things better for us, get you more involved, but it’s more of the same. We are in each other’s way and we need to heal from each other and just…move on. I’ll send someone to come get my things.”

Lewis was taken aback as Ophelia walked out the door for the last time. Lewis ran his fingers through his hair as he sunk into the kitchen island. “FUCK!” he yelled as he swiped the ceramic plates and wine glasses off the counter causing them to break. Unbeknownst to him, Ophelia was right behind the door. But the crashing sounds only confirmed that she made the right choice and she walked away from his door and out of his life forever.

[Present day - Ophelia]

“Ophelia? Ophelia Childs?!” Ophelia heard a woman call out her name causing her to turn around.

“Oh my God, Stephanie!” Ophelia walked up and hugged her longtime friend Stephanie Morrison.

“Look at you! You look so good! What has it been 5-6 years?!” Stephanie proceeded.

“That sounds about right, give or take. You’re looking absolutely gorgeous, how have you been? What’s been going on?” Ophelia replied.

“Y’know just busy with life and my photography. I just came back from Indonesia last week for Vogue. You know I love landscapes, but Vogue pays the bills so, gotta go where the money resides. I know you know girl.” Stephanie giggled.

“I feel you 100%, I was just telling my boyfriend the other day that as much as I can’t stand marketing, sometimes it’s the best thing for me until I get to where I need to be.” Ophelia shrugged.

“Boyfriend?! You mean Lewis still hasn’t popped the question yet?! As long as you two been together, I thought he would’ve at least put a ring on it or something!” Stephanie scoffed.

Lewis’s name made Ophelia’s ears burn as she heard it. It visibly shifted her whole mood as she tucked in her lips before she spoke.

“Umm, me and Lewis broke up. I’m not with him anymore.” She sheepishly corrected Stephanie.

“O-oh Philly, Philly I’m so sorry. I-I didn’t know.” Stephanie placed her hand on her chest.

“It’s fine, it was so long ago. I haven’t heard from him since, so it’s all good. Besides, I love Henry. He has helped me get through some rough times after Lewis so I’m thankful for that. Hey, you should come to our anniversary party next week. I would love for you to come and we can properly catch up.” Ophelia smoothly changed the subject.

“I would love to, let’s exchange numbers and you can text me the time and date.” Stephanie pulled out her phone.

“Aight, so my phone number is 213-555-0726.” Ophelia replied.

“I’ll send a text and we’re all set.” Stephanie smiled.

“Got it! Well, it’s been nice to see you mami. It’s been too long.” Ophelia smiled back.

“Way too long, I can’t wait to meet Henry.” Stephanie spoke in a deep octave and dramatically flipped her hair back.

Ophelia laughed. “Girl, you’re stupid. I’ll see you next week.”

Both women embraced each other and walked their separate ways.

[A week later]

“Thank you all for coming, dinner will commence shortly we just need everyone to take their seats and we will begin.” The event coordinator announced.

“Here you go sir.” She went to hand a gentleman a menu, but he turned it down.

His suit was freshly pressed, his somewhat slender frame did not hide his protruding muscles relaxed under his attire. His exposed gold chains glinted under the warm lights as a reminder of his opened top button on his dress shirt. He walked his way over to the end of the table, flicked away his reserved seat sign and slid into his seat. Lewis was chewing on a toothpick as he watched the other guests speak amongst each other. As all the other guests settled in their seats, Ophelia turned her head slightly and paused when she saw Lewis staring right back at her, her expression was like a deer caught in headlights. Her lip slightly quivered, not even noticing that Stephanie noticed Lewis' presence too. Causing Ophelia's friend to look back and forth between them.

“Oh shit.” Stephanie replied under her breath as she sipped Moët slowly from her champagne glass.

Henry clearing his throat broke their trance as she looked up at him.

“Greetings ladies and gentlemen, I want to thank everyone for coming this evening for the anniversary of me and Ophelia’s relationship. Sometimes it doesn’t feel real to me that someone so beautiful, intelligent, and thoughtful could be by my side for as long as she has. But I’m glad…no blessed to be with her and I don’t want wait any longer to show this amazing woman how much she means to me so…” Henry got down on one knee and took out a small box that exposed a large diamond ring. Ophelia was visibly shaking as she stared at the large diamond.

“You gotta be shitting me.” Lewis spoke under his breath.

Henry was completely oblivious to Lewis' snide remark as he continued. “Ophelia Jhené Childs, you are an extraordinary woman and the best thing that has ever come into my life. I can’t imagine taking a single breath, let alone spend a single day without you by my side. If you please do me the honor of becoming my wife, I will protect you, cherish you, you will never want for anything, I would bring you the entire world and several galaxies over to you cause you deserve so much. In other words, Sweetheart, will you marry me?”

Ophelia nodded rapidly as tears came out of her eyes. “Yes, yes! Yes!”

They both stood up and kissed each other as they both were overcome with emotion. The only one in the room not clapping and cheering was Lewis. He was visibly irritated by what he characterized as a spectacle. He slid out of his seat and walked off with both hands in his pockets. No one noticed his disapproval, except Stephanie. She got up and followed Lewis out of the room.

Lewis made a sharp turn into a corridor leading towards the exit, he took out his toothpick and without looking, he flicked it straight into a trash can and replaced his hand back into his pocket.

“Well you got some damn nerve to show up here and then just leave.” Stephanie called him out.

Lewis stopped in his tracks, took a deep breath, and turned around plastering a fake smile before he spoke. “Stephanie, how have you b-”

“Don’t be fucking fake! Why in the hell are you here?” Stephanie cut him off.

Lewis’ smile drops from his face as he scoffs at her. “Y’know, it’s real funny how you haven’t even reached out to Ophelia for years, but all of a sudden you wanna act like her best friend now.”

Stephanie placed her hands on her hips and scowled at Lewis. “Look here! I’m grown, I don’t have to explain my friendship with Philly to nobody. Especially you! If you even think of trying to kill my girl’s happiness, I’ll-”

“Stephanie, I got this.” Ophelia intervened.

“Philly, you should be with your man having your moment right n-” Stephanie looked into Ophelia’s face and recognized her seriousness.

“Fine! I hope she fucking kicks you out like the piece of shit you are, come mierda.” Stephanie walks off, continuing to cuss Lewis out in Spanish and glaring at him one last time before she was out of sight.

Lewis looked back at Ophelia and began to speak. “That Stephanie…she always had a mouth on h–”

“The fuck are you doing here Lewis?” His ex cut him off.

“Wow! You really think me coming here was about you?” Lewis quipped.

“Answer the fucking question, I don’t have all night.” Ophelia crossed her arms.

Lewis smirked as he passed his tongue over his bottom teeth behind his bottom lip and walked up to Ophelia’s face. Ophelia’s back straightened up, but she will not budge from her spot. Her pride dominated over her perturbation.

Lewis was now mere inches from her face. He had a few drinks before he came, she could faintly pick up the aroma. “Well…Opi–”

“You don’t get to call me that, those days are long gone.” Ophelia leaned away from Lewis with her arms still crossed.

“Are they now? Well…Ophelia, I am actually casted in a movie with your new– your new– um…” Lewis snaps his fingers, feigning ignorance.

“MY FIANCÉ!” Ophelia exclaimed in irritation.

“Right, right.” Lewis nodded his head. "And he invited all of the cast here, I'm shocked you didn't know that." He taunted Ophelia.

“You were on your way out the door right? There you go, just order an Uber first. I can smell the liquor on your breath.” Ophelia turned around and began to walk off.

He smirked and shook his head. “One thing before you go…Ophelia.” Lewis swiftly, but gently grabbed her hand drawing her. He tautly pressed her body against his.

Ophelia’s body didn’t respond quickly enough for her to resist him as she should. Even with the faint smell of liquor on his breath, his cologne infused with his body heat intoxicated her.

Lewis had one hand on the small of her back, the other traveled underneath the slit of her evening gown and right between her thighs. Ophelia clenched them as she tried to keep him from going any further.

Lewis lowered his head and grazed Ophelia’s ear with his soft lips. Her breath quickened as he spoke. “Does he know what we know?”

Lewis peppered kisses from her jawline, down to her neck, and down to her collarbone. That last spot made Ophelia give in and now his two long, thick digits were slowly pumping in and out of her in the middle of the venue hallway.

“Please. I-I- can’t. Not-t-t an-anymore.” Ophelia’s slurred words fell on deaf, lustful ears.

Lewis backed Ophelia against a door, opened it, and it was revealed to be a large coat closet. Lewis moved his other hand from her back to around her throat. His large hand nearly wrapped all around it as the pace of his fingers accelerated.

Ophelia’s hands was clawing at Lewis’ arm, her nails left several scratches, but he was unphased by her resistance.

She clenched her thighs in an attempt to keep him from making her climax. Ophelia’s eyes rolled into the back of her head as he still climaxed on Lewis’ hand.

“Does he know I can make you do that any time I want and you’d let me?” Lewis released his grip around Ophelia’s throat and with his underhand, squeezed the sides of her cheeks until her mouth opened. He started slowly putting his drenched fingers into her mouth and down her throat.

“Does he know that your pussy only tastes this sweet when I make your cum? Huh? Does he?” Lewis taunted more.

Ophelia shook her head in response. “Yeah, that’s what I thought.” Lewis replied as he took his fingers out of her mouth

Ophelia could hear Lewis’ belt unbuckle and she tried to stop him from pulling himself out. He looks intensely into her eyes, it was a look she was all too familiar with. The same look he gave her the night of their previous conception. Ophelia drew Lewis in and kissed him passionately on his lips. She feverishly ran her fingers through his hair and he kissed her back, their tongues performing a forbidden dance of lust and betrayal.

Ophelia became carnally desperate with each moment. She pulled out Lewis’ cock, his erection was long, thick, and heavy as it was left throbbing in her hand. Lewis looked down as she stroked him, she meticulously switched rhythms just like she did the last time they fucked.

“Don’t act like you’re new to this, get on your knees and put it in your mouth.” Lewis hissed.

Ophelia slowly kneeled to the floor and took Lewis into her mouth. The all too familiar warm and wet sensation sent shivers down his spine. “Xìngjiāo…fuck!” Lewis growled as she took him even deeper.

The lewd noises from Ophelia’s mouth made Lewis become animalistic, he grabbed a hold of Ophelia’s hair and began thrusting himself deeper down her throat. Ophelia was gagging and had a death grip on his thighs as he fucked her face. What took her makeup artist and hairdresser several hours to accomplish was undone in a matter of minutes.

Ophelia pushed her hands against Lewis’ thighs to create distance. Lewis slowly exited from her mouth, their fluids stained her glowing brown chest. Ophelia’s lips were glistening, but her lip gloss has long been smudged off since their kiss. Lewis bent down passionately kissed her and hiked up her dress as he lifted her off the ground to press her against the wall.

They began kissing again as Lewis took his hard dick in his hand and rubbed it against Ophelia’s clit. She loudly moaned into his mouth as he began to fill her desperately aching pussy. Her wetness coated him from tip to hilt, the moment Lewis entered her it felt like ecstasy.

With only Ophelia’s panties pushed to the side, Lewis thrusted hard and deep inside of her. His tender kisses turned into him suckling on her lower neck. Ophelia fought back her moans and fought harder against her approaching orgasm. She knew that Henry never pleased her body like Lewis can. But Henry was a safe, he was always there for her, and she's now repaying him with a cheap fuck in a coat closet with her toxic ass ex.

Before Ophelia could come to her senses, Lewis let out a deep, guttural growl as he came inside of her. Lewis exited her body and zipped himself up. Ophelia fixed her panties and straightened up her dress. Lewis gave Ophelia one last look up and down before he left the closet.

“Wait!” Ophelia called out to Lewis as she grabbed his arm.

Lewis stopped in his tracks and turned towards Ophelia.

“What is it Ophelia? Do you want to ‘talk’? Do you want to tell me how this is a ‘mistake’ and you're in love with Henry? You want me to keep this shit a secret like I have been for the past year and a half? Don’t worry, I still won’t say shit. But don’t start acting like you’re some kind of victim here. Better yet, don’t act like this is some fucked up form of ‘closure’ just because you’re fucking engaged now!” Lewis spewed his venom at her.

“Are you fucking kidding me?!” Ophelia hissed, then she continued.

Ophelia glared at him. “I spent the last year trying to be rid of you and move on. But every time I want to, you bring up all this old shit. And I–”

“What old shit Opi?!” Lewis crossed his arms.

“You aren’t supposed to call me that.” Ophelia scowled.

“What old shit?! You left ME, remember? You came back a whole 6 months later talking about wanting ‘closure’, next thing I know you’re sucking me off on our couch. Just to leave me straight after and it’s been that way ever since. I’m not your backup dick for when Mr. Wonderful out there can’t make you cum!” Lewis scoffed as he shook his head before he continued.

“I would tell you to stay with him, but he doesn’t deserve the fucking train wreck that’s you.” Lewis breathed in Ophelia’s face before he left, slamming the closet door behind him.

Ophelia was overwhelmed with emotions as she sobbed uncontrollably with her hand over her mouth while she sank to the floor. Regardless of how much his words hurt, Lewis was right. Regardless of how much she loved Henry she couldn’t let Lewis go. Like a moth to a flame, she couldn’t stay away.

#Lewis Tan #Lewis Tan x OC #Lewis Tan x Black!OC #Lewis Tan x Reader #Lewis Tan x Black!Reader #Henry Cavill #Henry Cavill x OC #Henry Cavill x Black!OC #A Bakari Lennox Original

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Way down we go

Henry Cavill x female reader

Summary: When you first met Henry on set, he was the biggest asshole but when he saw you breakdown his own feelings bubbled up and he tried to help you. Even taking you on a spa day.

Words: 5,3K

Warnings: Henry being an asshole in the beginning, depression, anxiety, mention of thinking about suicide, panic attacks, feeling worthless and not having a high standard for yourself, prescription medication to calm yourself down, burn out

Way down we go

You just rolled into the film industry. You had your first big project and you were beyond excited, especially when you heard that your costar would be Henry Cavill. You were a huge fan of the man and couldn’t wait to meet him, but unfortunately it wasn’t all it seemed to be.

When you had your first day, you were so happy and energetic you almost couldn’t contain yourself and when you saw the man of the hour, Henry Cavill himself, you decided to say hello. He scanned you with his eyes, intimidating you. He gave you a cold “Hello” and walked away from you. You frowned and felt a pang in your heart. This wasn’t what you had expected. Everyone talked so high of him and how nice he was but you weren’t experiencing that with him. But than again, maybe he just had a really bad day. So you let it slip and continued to be happy.

Months had gone by and he was still very cold to you if he even had to talk to you. But you did always found him staring at you and when you noticed and gave him a smile he would look away like nothing had happened. It made you feel not good enough and you started to doubt yourself.

You were always the sunshine from set. Everywhere you went, you talked to people and made them smile etc. But as off lately, you found yourself in a very bad mental health state. School was catching up to you. You felt yourself crumbling down with the hour, let alone with the day. You weren’t as bright as you were before. You tried to act like everything was okay and even though you were an upcoming actress, you couldn’t fake this.

You didn’t even try to talk to Henry anymore like you always would, when you would see him at the coffee table. You stood next to him, pouring some much needed caffeine in your mug. You pulled your hoody more up and snuggled into it and placed your poetry book next to you. You wrote all your feeling down in the book. But like everything from how you were feeling now and how you felt about some certain people like Henry, because even though he was awful to you, you couldn’t help your growing crush on him. You could feel the eyes of Henry piercing through you and the tension was undeniable. He opened his mouth to say something but decided against it. He was debating on what to do.

“Are you okay?” voice still cold and distant. You sat the coffee down and felt frustration and anger boiling up. You turned your head a little sideways towards the broad bear of a man. Your hoodie almost slipped off of your head. “Why would you want to know. You don’t care anyway.” You told him just as cold and distant as he was towards you.

You walked away, leaving Henry in surprise. Never were you cold towards him even though how cold and distant he was to you, were you always the sunshine even for him. That was why he was so distant from the moment he met you. Yes the first day, he had a bad day with his girlfriend and him putting an end to their relationship and stuff. But he found you immensely attractive and felt immediately pulled towards you.

He wasn’t only attracted to your beauty but also your personality. That’s what got him pulled in the most and never ever in his life did he feel like this with someone else and it scared him to no end. Being cold and distant would be the way to go, at least that was what he thought. Because maybe you would be an asshole back but you never were. And now that when you did snap at him, it didn’t give him the feeling he thought it would give him, which would be irritation and dislike. Instead he felt bad, guilty and above everything else, worried. There was something wrong and he knew.

Even though you didn’t notice as much, he always kept an close eye on you and he saw you crumbling down. even though you acted like everything was okay, and everyone believed it, he knew better. He just didn’t know what was going on with you.

He watched you walk away with your head down and hoodie up. His eyes casted down and landed on your sacred book. He picked it up wanting to bring it back but curiosity got the best of him. He didn’t wanted to invade your privacy but he just couldn’t help himself right now. So he walked off, book and coffee in hands and went to his trailer.

You walked away and still had a couple of hours to spend with yourself until you had some scenes to shoot. You found a place where you would be sure of that no one would disturb you. You sat down and rubbed your face.

You went to the doctor for this and he kept an close eye on you, suspecting you had a burn out and that your depression was so bad right now, that you kept thinking about suicide. You were in a waiting line for therapy and it could take a long, long time before you would finally get the help you needed. Besides you had to rearrange everything yourself because everything was going wrong.

You also had some very hard decisions to make about your studies. You had a lot of trouble sleeping, eating and just living in general and the cold harshness of Henry wasn’t helping either. Your phone went off and it was your doctor.

You spoke for some while and he described you some calming medication so you would at least get some sleep and rest. You talked to him for about an hour and saw that you had some missed calls so you called back. First it was one of your mentors and you talked to her for some time as well after that you called the school doctor back.

It was a confronting conversation and at one point you needed to write something down. “Yes, give me a minute.” you told the woman on the phone and looked around for your book but it was nowhere to be found. You started to panic when you couldn’t find it. You thought quickly back to the last place you took it. The coffee table, next to Henry… your eyes went big and hoped he didn’t read any of it while tears started to pool into your eyes. It was all to much and you just wanted to rest. Your body and mind was screaming for you to take some rest.

Henry sat down in his trailer and carefully opened the book. You wrote the date on every story and piece of poetry. He scanned down to the time he met you and started reading. You were a great writer, he thought. He could feel the emotions that you wrote down.

He found the page about him and your crush on him. A pang in his heart went off when he read about how his behavior made you feel. But he also felt relieve and love when he read that you had a crush on him and how you saw him.

He scanned through the other pages and that’s when it took a dark turn. Every situation, every emotion and every action you wrote down on those pages. His heart sank, knowing now what was going on. He quickly stood up to find you somewhere, not knowing what he would do yet but he was determined to find you.

After half an hour of searching, he found you in a hidden place, on the telephone. He saw you franticly searching around, for probably the book he had in his own hands. Guilt started to pile up again as he felt his chest tightening.

He started to think on what to do and the best way to approach this. He saw that you softly started to cry, so the person on the phone wouldn’t hear. He didn’t want to snoop on you but again his curiosity got the best of him and in his defense he also didn’t really knew on what to do.

He heard the conversation you had and his eyes casted down. The urge to help you and take care of you had never been this strong in his entire life, for no one. He just wanted to hold you and never let go.

Once you hang up the phone you started to cry your eyes out and sob uncontrollably. You rested your back against the walls and tucked your knees towards you. You couldn’t contain the hurt and pain that you were feeling right now.

You heard someone fake cough and you quickly looked up in shock. You tried to wipe your tears to no avail. You saw Henry, looking sympathetically at you. You also saw that he held your book in his hand to make matters worse for you.

You tried to act tough but it was a lost cause. He walked up to you and slid down the wall next to you. He placed your book next to you before looking at you with pain in his eyes. You stared at him with glossy eyes before he put his arm behind you and pulled you closer.

You didn’t fight him even though you wanted to, but you’ve been alone through this for so long that you craved this. he tucked you closer and hid your face against his chest with his other hand, his fingers softly gazing your head. “I’m so sorry….” He softly spoke. You placed your arms around his waist as response and just cried.

He held you for as long was necessary and whispering sweet words to you. “I’ve got you, you’re not alone anymore. Your safe with me. I’m not letting you go and I am so sorry for acting like a fool. I was an asshole. You never deserved that.” He softly spoke to you, with a tone that you didn’t recognized in him. But for the first time you felt safe again.

“Are you comfortable right now?” he asked you since the position wasn’t quite the best. You shook your head, not able to talk yet. He nodded and placed your legs over his, so you would sit sideways. He scooped you closer so you almost sat in his lap. He rested his head on top of yours. “Better?” You nodded in response.

He placed his arms tightly around yours, softly ,and automatically, rocked you back and forth. “You know, there isn’t an amount of guilt that can change the past and no amount of anxiety that can change the future so try to sit with me in the present. Try to take a breath with me.” he told you, making you look up. You both were locked into each other’s eyes as he took a breath and you focused on that, mirroring his breathing.

After a couple of breaths you calmed down. He smiled at you “There you go, you’re doing so extremely well.” he told you and you rested your head against his chest. “I’m exhausted…. I’m so tired.” You told him, eyes feeling heavy, almost unable to keep them open. “I know sweetheart, let’s go back to my trailer so you can take some rest.” he told you and helped you get up.

You got your book, tucking it close to your chest and walked with Henry towards his trailer as he kept his arm around you, close to his body. He led you into his trailer and took your hand in his big one. He sat down and got you to lay down. He placed a pillow onto his lap so you could rest your head there. His hands softly playing with your hair.

“I’ve got you now, I know sweetheart.  You’re doing so good and been so strong but I’ve got you now. Let me help you and take care of you now. You don’t have to do this alone anymore.” He told you softly. You didn’t understand why he was so nice to you all of a sudden but right now you also didn’t wanted to know. You just wanted to rest.

He got a book and softly started reading to you to calm your storming mind. You focused on his voice and the story before closing your eyes and drifting off into a much needed nap.

After a while you woke up, not knowing how long you were out for. You shot up, sitting up straight, scaring Henry in the process. He waited for a reaction of what was happening now. You looked at him “How long was I out for? I have scenes to shoot.” You told him quickly. He shook his head, shushing you and tried to pull you closer again. “Sweetheart, I talked to the directors on the phone while you were out and rearranged that they would shoot the other scenes first so you can have a break of a week. You need rest.” he told you.

You were trying to process everything but felt tired again and mind being way too clouded. You nodded and felt relieved that for the first time you didn’t have to make a decision. You fell back into the couch, rubbing your face. “Why don’t you stay with me for a little while? So you don’t have to worry about the basic stuff like eating, grocery shopping, etc” he suggested.

You looked at him in surprise. “I thought you didn’t liked me and now you want me to stay with you?” Henry took a deep breath, knowing that this question would come sooner or later. “I was an asshole and I’m extremely sorry for how I treated you but I do like you. I just…. I was a little wrapped up in my own stuff…” he was lying right now but confessing his feelings towards you, in the state that you were currently in, didn’t seemed like the best idea. “it wasn’t fair to you at all. You’re more than a wonderful person Y/N. And I’m really sorry…. I’d like to help you if you’d let me.” he tried again. You seemed deep in though but nodded eventually, relieving Henry. “Alright, let’s get your stuff then mhm?” he asked, making you nod.

A couple of weeks went by and you and Henry grew inseparable. You both did everything together. You and Kal had a very special connection as well. You were still not doing great but Henry tried everything to make life a little easier for you.

You both cooked together, talking a lot about life and memories etc. You gamed together and played boardgames, read the script together, watched a lot of movies, walked a lot and it was really nice. He even got his assistant to help you with rearranging everything to get the weight a little of your shoulders. Now you only got calls when it was absolutely necessary.

The director tried to give you as little scenes to shoot as he could so they wouldn’t walk behind with shooting. Even though Henry tried to get you to take a little break, you didn’t want to and this was okay.

You talked a lot with him about your problems and you even had a nickname for when you would be in a very bad state. It helped you so you didn’t have to explain anything, you just had to say the word and Henry was besides you in no time, cuddling you or whatever you needed at that moment.

You both cuddled a lot on the couch as well, not helping the both of you with your feelings towards each other but you also didn’t want it any other way. Besides you both craved a human touch right now.

One day you came downstairs from the guestroom where you were staying for a while. “Good morning princess.” Henry told you with a smile. “Good morning bear.” You told him as you took a seat at the kitchen island, watching what he was doing. He gave you your coffee and you murmured a soft “Thank you.” He was cooking pancakes for breakfast and leaned his back on the kitchen counter, watching you.

“Since we’re both free today… I actually have a surprise for you….” He told you with a soft smile that found your curiosity. He had your full attention, making him smile a little more. “What do you think of going to the spa today? Together? You can wear your bikini so don’t worry about that and we got the whole spa for us together for over 3 hours.” He told you.

He knew you were going to love this because back in your home country you went when you felt like this or you had a lot of pain in your body. You smiled brightly and got away from the kitchen island so you could almost jump in Henry’s arms. He chuckled “I assume that that’s a yes?” you nodded and thanked him multiple times. He couldn’t wipe away the smile that was on his face.

You hurried upstairs to get changed which didn’t took long and before you knew it you drove to the spa. You chatted a bit before arriving and in no time you stood in your bikini. You placed your arms a little in front of you to cover yourself up. You waited for Henry to get out as well and as on que he walked out.

You looked at him and felt your breath hitch a little. Holy shit, this man was gorgeous. You stared at his broad, little hairy chest. You normally weren’t this attracted to chest hair but holy shit was this a different story right now and all you wanted to do was run your fingers through it. You saw him grin a little and you realized that you were staring. You looked away and felt your cheeks heat up in embarrassment.

You were too busy in your mind with the man in front of you that his staring went unnoticed by you. He was just as mesmerized by you as you were by him, maybe even more so.  He shook his unholy thoughts out of his mind and walked up to you to take your hand and walked with you towards the showers first. You both stood underneath it and you your eyes started to wonder to his toned body again, which was now dripping water. You felt embarrassed and a pit in your stomach of delight from the man in front of you. He went with his hands through his hair and you could’ve just died on the spot. You hadn’t really thought this through, you thought. He stepped out and looked at you awaiting. You looked confused but got pulled back in reality. Right shower, yeah…. You thought and got out of it, taking your robe with you.

“Where you want to go first?” he asked you as he gave you a water bottle, you gratefully took from him. You scanned the room, seeing how big this place actually was. Henry smiled at you. “We can start here and go our way through?” he suggested as he saw that you realized how big it really was. You smiled and nodded, following him in. You both sat opposite each other.

There were multiple types of sauna’s and your favorite was the one with lavender in the air or other mystical smells that would proved any comfort, you also loved the Himalayan sauna or the one with crystals build in the wall. You knew they had them here and was excited to go to those.

You took a sigh as you felt all your muscles in your body finally start to relax after such a long time. You realized how stressed and worn out you’ve begotten. Henry noticed and peaked an eye open so he could look at you. You had your eyes closed but he could see how visibly relaxed you already had gotten. He couldn’t take his eyes off of you. He was in an awe of you like the first time you had met. Like yours, his feeling only grew more and more with each passing day, but now it felt like his heart might explode from love.

You hoped from sauna to sauna with Henry and when Henry wouldn’t look then it would be you who was looking. His hair that softly dripped water onto his chest, the sweat that was covering his body right now made you immensely weak to your knees.

After a couple of sauna’s, along side your favorites, you took a swim with Henry. First obviously showering and then walked into the water. It was salt water to get the toxins out of your body. It also lead outside, which was conveniently covered in snow to make the whole picture complete. You smiled when you felt for the fist time, since you could remember, happiness and calmness develop you like a warm blanket and a hug.

Henry smiled as you kept swimming. He sped up so he could swim next to you. You turned on your back and let yourself float away, making Henry chuckle. You stood up again and started to hang onto Henry like a koala on his back, making him chuckle as his heart filled up with a pure amount of love. You let your head rest against his and your arm, which was hanging loosely around his shoulders.

You hoped into more sauna’s, pools and bubble baths. You both grew hungry and decided to go to the restaurant to have a nice meal. Both in your robes, you made your way to the restaurant. You decided on what to eat and it got there in no time. You ate in silence, so now and then chatting but you both were so calm and relaxed that it was fine this way.

Until you got lost in your thoughts. “Where’d you go sweetheart? Where’s your mind at.” You sat as softly as he could as not to disturb you. He pulled you out of your thoughts, making you smile softly. “Nothing, I’m back now.” He gave you a soft smile back.

After a nice day at the spa and a cozy night in together came the next day.

You woke up, immediately feeling anxious. adrenaline pumping through you as if you’ve skipped sleep. You didn’t knew why but you felt panic swerving through your entire body. You’ve never got so quick out of bed this early before. You looked at the clock which stated 5 AM.

Going back to sleep would be a no go right now, with the feeling growing much more intense. You quickly got into sweatpants and a hoodie from Henry that you might’ve stolen when he wasn’t looking.

You quickly but quietly walked downstairs. Kal lifted his sleepy head up, looking what was going on. Kal’s eyes following you wherever you went, still too tired to greet you. You let out multiple shaky breaths as you rummage through the cupboard looking for your calming medication. Your hands shaky and your eyesight becoming double as you started to feel dizzy. You were in such a state of panic that you didn’t hear Henry walking into the kitchen to look where all the noise came from.

This was the first time he saw you in such a panic attack. You weren’t aware that you were making a lot of noise at the moment as you searched for the right medication. You got a bottle and felt even more dizzy as you stumbled a little back, accidentally letting the pill bottle fall from your hands. Before your body could hit the ground, Henry stood behind you, catching you. “ Easy sweetheart.” Worry coating his voice.

You felt yourself going in a blackout as he sat you down on the kitchen counter. He looked into your glossy eyes which screamed tiredness. He looked sympathetically at you. He got the pills off the floor and placed them back. “Which medication do you need, puppy?” he asked you softly. You murmured the name of the pills and apparently you had the wrong ones.

He got one pill out of it, fill up a glass of water and gave it to you. You got the pill with shaky hands and the water and took them in. Henry stood between your legs, ready to help if the glass of water would slip from your shaky hand. After finishing the water, Henry got the glass out of your hand and placed it away. “Good job, pup.” He told you softly as he placed his arms around you, one hand resting on the back of your head, so you would let it rest against his chest.

“Did something trigger you?” he asked and you shook your head. He knew that it could come out of nothing so he didn’t need to know more. The most important thing was to get you to feel safe again. He learned that when you would feel really bad that it was really hard for you to eve make the simplest decisions and knew you found it nice that he would sometimes do it for you in those moments, like this.

He didn’t even asked but got you from the counter and onto the couch. Tears fell from your eyes as you felt exhausted and generally really down without explanation. He just held you tightly and rocked you a little as he wrapped a blanket tightly around you so you would feel secure and safe.

Kal was resting his head on your feet, keeping them warm. With a lot of head kisses, tight cuddles and the medication finally kicking in, you finally got calm again. Henry noticed as you weren’t behind your breathing anymore and your heart wasn’t pounding out of your chest anymore.

“Let’s walk Kal together, pup. After that we’ll go back to bed and watch a movie together if you want.” He suggested and you smiled tiredly at him, nodding. You stood up, still feeling like your whole body was jelly. He held onto you so you wouldn’t fall.

He smiled when he noticed the hoodie. “I was wondering where I left that hoodie, you little thief.” His smile entirely reaching his eyes as it sparked, seeing you for the first time in his clothes. “Sorry” you said sheepishly. He looked immediately back into your eyes, his finger underneath his chin. “Pup, you can steal all my hoodies and sweaters if you want to. You look very cute and nice in them.” You felt flustered as you could feel the butterflies in your stomach again. “Thank you bear.” He smiled and kissed your forehead.

Henry helped you into your coat and put his own on before putting Kal on a leash. Henry grabbed your hand carefully in his. He looked at you if you were okay with it. You immediately smiled and softly held his hand tighter. You both walked into the snow, giving you some sort of sense of calmness.

After a while Henry unleashed Kal so he could run around freely in the snow. You both slowly walked around still hand in hand, his thumb softly rubbing on the top of your hand. “Bear, can I ask you something?” you asked him. He looked at you “Of course sweetheart.” You nodded and looked to the ground with your eyes darting everywhere out of nervousness, which he noticed. He stood in front of you, again with his finger underneath your chin.

“Sweetheart, you can ask me anything. Don’t worry.” You nodded. “Why were you acting like that in the beginning and what changed that you became nice?” you asked softly. He looked away and his finger left your chin, creating a pit in your stomach as you start to feel anxious again.

He was doubting if he should tell you but with his growing love, he felt like he had to. “It’s because I like you… I’ve liked you since the first time I saw you. The first day that you came up to me, I had a very rough day, or week so to say. But my feelings grew for you and I’ve never felt like such a love as I felt for you. it scared me so by being an asshole I kind off hoped, that you would be treating me the same so my feelings would wear off for you… but it only grew because how nice you always stayed to me. I didn’t knew what to do. It was completely out of line for me and I was so incredibly in the wrong.” He told you and you didn’t knew what to say as the butterflies were storming in your stomach as the man you loved just confessed it back to you.

“What changed was the day I knew something was off with you and snapped at me, which I deserved so don’t feel bad about it. I knew at that moment I had to change because I thought it was better if you’d hate me but god was I so wrong there and it hit me that I never wanted to lose you. You forgot your book and… I might’ve read some. I’m sorry about that too but that’s how I sort off knew what was going on and when I returned it I saw how upset you were and it just broke my heart completely. Ever since that day I fell more and more in love with you and even though the ups and downs, it had been the best couple of months of my life. Because you are in it. If you don’t feel the same, then forget about this. I just don’t want to lose you. “

You smiled softly. It all made sense. “Henry…. I love you too and if it wasn’t for you… I don’t know if I would still be here today.” He got a sad smile on his face. he softly grabbed your chin and pulled you in for a kiss. “We’ll take it slow. I want to take my time with you.” he told you before your lips met, and you smiled, agreeing with him.

You walked back to the house together and got inside, immediately walking upstairs together. The walk did you good and you felt sleepy again. You got into the room of Henry and stole one of his shirts, making him smile brightly again.  He got out of all his clothes except boxers, making you flustered again. You both laid down and you immediately were wrapped around him. He chuckled deeply as he gave you the tv remote. You chose your comfort movie and rested your head on his chest. You felt tired because of all the build up emotions, medication but most importantly, finally felt save, loved and cared for more than ever before.

You crawled up more against Henry and you felt that you were losing the battle called sleep. Henry smiled softly down at you “You can rest now, you’ve done enough pup. I’m here when you wake up. Get some rest you deserve it.” He told you as you closed your eyes, finally getting some much needed sleep in the most safest place on earth

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sugar sugar - blurb #1

Summary: Becky is over a lot at his place and maybe that leaves Henry considering something. 

Sugar Daddy!Henry Cavill x Becky Kim (asian OFC)

Warnings: Daddy kink

Wordcount: 700

Masterlist // Sugar Sugar Masterlist // 

November 19th

Becky’s stuff is littered all over Henry’s penthouse and it’s on a daily basis that Henry nearly breaks his neck after he trips over something that’s hers. Nonetheless, he doesn’t care. Seeing the reminders of his girlfriend all over his place, makes him realize that he doesn’t want her to go back to her own apartment.

Ever.

While she’s at this place around eighty percent of the time, he never asked her to move in with him. because he knows how nice it is to have your own place.

But asking her couldn’t hurt, right?

It’s a hard dilemma for him, because he doesn’t want to push her and he fears that even suggesting it, could be too much for her.

‘Daddy,’ Becky says, ‘you want to swap couches?’

He frowns, as he looks up from the cutting board, as he was preparing the vegetables for dinner. ‘What?’

Becky sits on the counter, leaning her head against the cupboard with a carrot in her hands. ‘It’s just that I hate your grey couch. It absorbs all the sunlight.’

‘You want the pink couch here?’ Henry asks. ‘Yours?’

She simply nods. ‘Yeah, just like I want my television here.’

Is she saying what he thinks she’s saying? Because from the looks of it, it seems like she is thinking about the same thing he does. ‘Baby girl, clarify this for me, okay? You want to move in with me?’

Becky blushes and that alone is his answer. ‘Maybe?’

He quickly washes his hands, before he stands in between her legs. ‘I would love it if you moved in with me. You’re here all the time anyways.’

She wraps her arms around his shoulders. ‘Really?’ she asks. ‘Because that means I’m here all the time and my friends will probably be here a lot as well.’

‘I don’t mind, baby girl,’ he whispers, giving her a soft kiss on her lips. ‘I want you to move in with me.’

Becky squeals. ‘How about we start moving stuff around now? I don’t need a lot with me. I mean, I kinda hate my bed, yours is much more comfortable. My television would look amazing here, just like my couch and some of my closets. Oh, we should totally move my desk into your office, so we can work together.’

‘Sounds like a plan, baby. How about we eat first and then do some packing?’

✤ ✤ ✤

A week later Becky is all settled in their penthouse. Her pink couch stands out in the living room and he had to throw out quite a lot of mugs and glasses to make room for hers. It’s a lot of pastel, floral print and baby animals. There is more stuff lying around that is causing more tripping hazard, but he wouldn’t have had it any other way.

Henry moved in with the love of his life.

In all honesty, he never thought he’d settle down, but with Becky by his side and now sharing a place with him, it’s all he ever thinks about.

Becky strolls around the apartment, reading the final notes Roger gave her for her manuscript. He can’t help but smile, as he sees her hair put up in a high bun, a tight shirt (and she’s not wearing a bra from the looks of it) and some sweats.

‘Henry,’ she says, ‘can you stop looking at me? You are distracting me.’

‘How am I distracting you? You aren’t even looking at me.’

‘I can feel your eyes.’ She looks up and chuckles. ‘Gosh, you are so handsome.’ She places the notes on the table, before walking up to him and plopping on his lap. ‘I really like living with you,’ she says, ‘and thank you for not getting rid of my television.’

Henry can’t help but smile. At first she wanted to exchange his tv for hers, but he couldn’t do that. He likes his television, he picked it out with care. However, seeing his lady pout made him compromise. He placed the pink television in the bedroom and they now spend their lazy Sunday mornings in bed, watching movies on it.

‘That’s because daddy loves you, baby girl. I love you so much.’

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[batgurl1989]

The Premiere

Summary: You and Henry are at your music video premiere, and Henry feels a little jealous

Pairing: Henry Cavill x Latina reader

Word Count: 1813

Warnings: none

A/N: this was a request by @stephartrave for Henry to get jealous of his latina singer girlfriend who has awesome dance moves. If you want to be added to my taglist, let me know. This has not been proofread, so all mistakes are my own.

Taglist: @rmtndew @henrynerdfan @cynic-spirit @princesssterek @daddys-littlewhitegirl @diegos-butt

The music was blaring, but I couldn’t expect anything different from a party with Daddy Yankee as the star and host. The beat already had my toes tapping and my hips swaying, and I hadn’t even made it to the party yet. Henry stood beside me, clearly enjoying the beat but not making a move.

“Come on, Henry. It’s just me.” I begged, taking his hand. The elevator was still lifting us into the sky for the rooftop party, so we had a few moments to ourselves. Henry’s eyes tracked my moves as I danced beside him, trying to entice him into a few moves himself.

“Sorry, love, you know I don’t dance.” Henry smiled apologetically down at me. I found it a small triumph when he lifted his hand so I could spin under it, dipping myself.

“I know, mi vida, and I know this isn’t the type of party you normally would come to.” I stood on my tiptoes, even though my shoes already gave me several inches, so I could plant a kiss on his cheek. As per my request, he hadn’t shaved, and his five o’clock shadow rasped my lips. “Thank you for coming with.”

“Like I could resist you.” A playful glint danced in his eyes, and he lifted my small frame, hugging it to his body. I wrapped my legs instinctively around his waist, briefly not wanting this elevator to reach the roof. Henry leaned his forehead against mine, rubbing noses with me. “And just because I don’t dance, doesn’t mean I don’t enjoy your dancing or singing.”

“Maybe, if you are good, I will give you a private dance after the party.” I promised, winking at him. Henry growled, his lips meeting mine in a deep kiss.

The passion between us had never dwindled over the years. I think the fact that we both were so busy with our careers and couldn’t see each other all the time helped. What’s that saying? Absence makes the heart grow fonder. This last separation had been a long one, between his filming schedule and my collaboration with Daddy Yankee. This was the first real time you got spend together.

“I promise. As soon as the video premiers, we will drink the champagne and get out of here.” I cupped Henry’s face, looking deep into his blue eyes. I could always get lost in the vast sea I saw in his gaze. He may only be here because his girlfriend was one of the stars of the night, but I also wanted to get out of here as soon as possible. I would have much rather been home, spending quality time with the boyfriend I was seeing for the first time in months.

Slowly and by degrees, Henry let me slide down his body. I could see it in his face that he hated to let me go, but the elevator was only a floor away from arriving at the party. The beat was soul pounding, and I couldn’t help the swishing of my hips as it started to take over, causing my short dress to swirl around my hips.

Then the doors opened.

Nothing ever prepares me for entering a party like this. Even with Henry whispering how amazing I am in my ear all the time, I couldn’t believe I had finally made it. And not only that, but I had done a super hyped collaboration with a very famous Latino rapper. As soon as the doors to the elevator opened, the people at the party lost their minds.

Ramón—Daddy Yankee— was on a raised stage across the pool, a mic in his hand, pointing at me. I missed what he said as I was swarmed by people congratulating me, but they cleared a path so I could make my way over to him. Henry stuck to my side like glue, saying hi to people as they recognized him. It wasn’t a secret that I was dating Henry Cavill aka Superman, but this was my world, and here I was the more sought-after star.

Henry kept a hand on my bare lower back, escorting me through the crowd to the stage. The hand was warm and reassuring, letting me know he was here if I needed him. Of course, I needed him. Henry had been my rock through all of this, and I was beyond excited that I could share it with him.

“Hey Henry! Glad you could make it, man.” Ramón greeted us as he hopped down from the stage, leaving the microphone on the edge. He shook Henry’s hand before pulling me into a hug. “Thanks for bringing my star.”

“Wouldn’t miss this.” Henry had to yell over the driving music.

And that was all we would see of Ramón until closer to the music video premiering. Now that he was off the stage, he was quickly swept up by the crowd. The music was trying to suck me in as well, but I wasn’t prepared to leave Henry’s side just yet. I laced my fingers with his, his large hand engulfing my petite one in that way that always made me feel safe.

“Go dance.” Henry leaned down; his breath warm on my ear as he whispered into it. I was surprised he was insisting I go out to dance, knowing he would be left alone. Though he knew enough of the people I worked with, they were also all dancing, so he would essentially be left alone at this wild party. His arm wrapped around my back, his strong fingers planting themselves on my hip, squeezing it. “As I said before, I enjoy watching you.”

A blush painted my cheeks as I glanced around. I knew no one could hear what he said over the music, but how Henry said it, it came off as more sexual than I was used to in public. Usually I was the one being overly forward in public, but that was my nature.

I gave myself an internal shake. This was my party, and if Henry wanted a show, he was going to get one. Raising my eyebrow, I was positive that he saw the moment I accepted his challenge. Pulling his head down to meet my lips in a fiery but quick kiss, I backed into the throbbing dance crowd, not breaking eye contact with Henry.

It started off with a simple body wave to get myself warmed up to the entrancing beat that swelled through the air. A cheer went up from the dancers surrounding me when they realized I had joined them on the makeshift dance floor. The cheer fed my soul, waking a confident attitude inside me. I dropped lower into the wave, popping my booty out before rolling back up as I got more into the beat of the music.

Shaking my long curly hair down my back as I tilted my head back, I belted out the words to the song the deejay was playing. My right hip popped to the beat as I travelled in a circle, making sure to add a little extra sway for Henry.

I watched his eyes darken right before I felt a pair of hands on my hips. But the music still had a hold on me, and I couldn't stop dancing. I hoped Henry understood that this was completely innocent. I didn't want to cause a possible scene by pushing the man away. It was no secret that I was not single, so dancing was all it was ever going to be.

Unfortunately, Latin hip hop dancing has a tendency to come off as sultry and close. What was that line from Dirty Dancing by Black Eyed Peas? 'Me and my girl dance with so much passion. It looks like we having sex but we just dancing'. It was a fairly accurate description of what it could look like.

And this guy was certainly not a bad dancer as our bodies moved together in perfect harmony to the music. But it didn't matter how well we danced together, my mind and body was wishing it was Henry dancing with me. Every time my hips shimmied, I knew I was doing it for Henry and no one else.

"Excuse me?" My head snapped around when I heard his low British accent rumble. His nostrils were flared, and his eyes were a stormy blue, a possessiveness in lighting in them that turned my insides to mush.

"Sorry, man, we were just dancing." My dance partner caught the look in Henry's eyes, and immediately let go of my hips and backed off. 

A flash of anger ripped through me at the idea that Henry had only come out here to drag me off the dance floor. Had he braved the crowd simply to ruin my fun? That dancing was way more innocent than the dancing he was about to witness when the music video premiered. It wasn't often Henry got jealous, so I couldn't be sure what his plan was now that he had scared off my dance partner.

His large hands were warm through the thin layer of dress covering my hips. He spun me so I was facing away from him. It was clumsy, and I knew he was embarrassed that his dancing wasn't as fluid as those surging around us. But my heart leapt at this rare chance to dance with my boyfriend.

I needed no more encouragement and took matters into my own hands as I dipped in a body wave , popping my booty against his crotch on my way back up. Henry, being the trooper that he was, committed himself to doing the two step I taught him.

"That's right, mi Vida, let me do the work for us." I whispered in his ear when I faced him, rolling my curvy petit body against his. He nodded, his eyes burning me as they travelled down my body, watching every move I made.

I dropped low again as the song changed, twerking my booty to the beat. Leaving a little space between us, I grabbed Henry's hips, breaking him out of the two step. Smiling up at him, I moved his hips to the beat along with mine. It was clumsy at first, but soon we fell into a rhythm that worked for both of us. Henry's hands glided over my back and to my booty, pulling me a little closer as he became more comfortable with the movements.

If this was the result I would get every time Henry got jealous, I would have to make him jealous more often. He always told me what I horrible dancer he was, but I guess he just didn't have the right motivation before. I secretly wondered what he would be like after he saw the music video, and relished the idea of finding out.

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