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mrskokushibo · 4 months
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Such a bad girl
Gojo x f!reader
NSFW I MDNI I 18+
Warnings: Smut. Cheating. Daddy kink. Age difference. Rough oral.
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Your mouth was so full of cock, it was sheer luck, you were able to breathe well through your nose.
"Be a good girl, suck Daddy's cock. Take it all in. Just like that." Gojo's voice was cutting through the soundscape of you gagging on the spit drenched dick that was pumping in and out of your wide open mouth, and that sound was amplified by your hands frenetically working the part of the thick shaft that physically would not fit into your mouth due to the monstrous size of his dick.
"Fuck, doll, your mouth is just as delicious as that tight cunt of yours."
His words were more and more a moan as you felt him grow just short of his release. It was to be his third orgasm that afternoon and his large balls seemed to fill up with cum the moment they were emptied.
"Aaaahh...fuuuuck!" He groaned out as he shoved himself into you, his cum spraying at the back of your throat, not really giving you a chance to taste him properly.
He went quiet for a moment as he was getting down from his high. But then, he pulled your head up by your ponytail and kissed your cock-sucking swollen lips.
"I love it when your lips puff up like this after sucking my dick. Women don't realise that they don't need plastic surgery to make they lips look plump. They just need to suck a cock a few times a day and voila, puffy lips."
He chuckled while continuing the kiss. He was so inappropriate and blurted our shit like that all the time, but, instead of getting offended, this only made your pussy throb like crazy.
"Kitten, I need to talk to your daddy. I think I might just as well get his permission to marry you so that we can do this all the time. You are too delicious not to have a dick fill you up as often as possible."
You knew your father would lose it knowing you are being violated like this by his best friend, five years his senior, too, which made your lover a whopping 25 years older than you.
But, let's face it, you had severe daddy issues after your parents separated, and you only got to see your dad once a month.
Older men made you feel weak, and the prospect of stealing a hot middle-aged man away from his ageing, sexuallly inactive wife, was making you wet and giving you the kind of empowerment your low self-esteem so badly needed.
"I am filing for divorce tomorrow. I want you in my bed waiting for me after a hard day of work. You will have everything you need and ask for as long as I get to have your holes to my disposal at will."
He was caressing your ass and poking a finger into your puckering hole while thrusting two fingers of the other hand into your soaking pussy. You were close to cumming now.
"I want that, Satoru. I want you to leave your boring wife. I want my father upset. I want you to flaunt me in front of everyone. You deserve to show how virile you are. I want you so bad. Your cock is all I want. I'm starved for it."
You moaned these words while stroking his chest and abs. You felt so powerful, stealing this hot, rich guy from his undeserving wife. He was about to be yours, and you were about to bathe in riches and comforts all thanks to how skilfully you emptied his balls for him.
"I will do it, sweetheart. You are mine now."
He almost hissed the words as he increased the pace and pressure on both holes, making you dissolve into an earth-shattering orgasm, your scream easily heard outside of his office and by his wife through the video call he made to her just a few seconds before you climaxed.
"Hello? Yes. It's me and my secretary having a meeting. Thought you should know how much she enjoys working with me."
And all you could do is smile a triumphant grin. This was soooooo wrong and yet......it felt so right.
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hey! love your works so much 😍
can you write ab navi reader wearing short skirts and that made jake jealous cause everyone’s looking at you so he’s being a little mean to her hihi 🥵
idk if that’s even logical but it’s blue alien smut it’s not that serious right 🫢
AAAA I'm so glad you like my work baby!! 💕💕💕
🤭🤭🤭 when it comes to big blue Daddy, there's nothing I won't implement into the fic 💚💚💚
Jake's eyes are on you, watching your every move, studying your bare thighs. It's driving him insane, the way your tiny, tiny loincloth flows around you, the way he can see others staring at you.
His anger spikes, the rage clawing at the inside of his throat as it attempts to snarl everyone away from you.
He likes when you dress like that for him. But he must emphasize the him portion of that. Now that you're wearing it and everyone can see you, it doesn't thrill him as much.
And you—you don't even seem to notice. You just walk around, smiling at everyone, being kind and sweet as usual. You don't realize the looks they give you, the way they watch you, and it makes him fucking angry.
He watches as you help a little girl fill a basket with fruits, and, as you do, you bend over, and Jake can see everything. Your sweet ass, your pretty pussy, and it makes his cock jerk under his loincloth. And he's had enough.
He stalks towards you and grabs you by the arm, to which you turn to face him and then offer him a small smile. You don't even get to greet him before he's dragging you away without telling you anything.
“Jake!” you laugh softly, his grip on your arm tight. “What's going on?”
When he doesn't reply, you know something's up. He drags you all the way to your shared tent and just about pushes you inside. He storms in after you, and the scent of his anger suddenly invades your nostrils.
“Jake?” you question, heart beginning to race at the look in his eyes, dark and predatory.
“You're a slut,” he accuses, voice sharp and mean. “Walkin' 'round in that fucking thing, letting everyone look.” He scoffs. “Might as well let 'em all fuck you, too.”
Your eyes widen, ears folding back. You're somewhat offended by the accusation, but the scent of his rage, of his possessiveness is making your pussy grow wet. “Maybe I will,” you throw back, studying his reaction.
Jake's eyes narrow. He scoffs, laughing, and says, “So on top of the fact that you're a whore, you're being a brat about it?”
You shrug, watching him, and Jake groans.
“That's it, come here,” he demands as he takes a seat on the edge of the cot and pats his thigh.
Your eyes are on his as you obediently walk to him. He pulls you onto his lap, his large hands caressing over the skin of your ass and holding onto your hips.
“You're mine, hm?” he says, those amber eyes focused on yours. “Mine. You have any fucking idea how crazy it makes me when others look at you? Do you understand how bad I need to remind them all that you're mine?”
You smile softly. “I am yours.”
“Yeah, but with how you behave, you might as well belong to everyone,” he says.
“But I don't. I'm yours. Only yours, Jake,” you tell him.
“Well we've gotta show 'em that, huh?”
You grin softly. “You're going to fuck me in front of everyone?”
“If I have to,” Jake replies, kissing your neck, his mouth warm and wet. “If you want me to.”
You giggle softly. “Let everyone see me all naked while you fuck me?”
Jake chuckles against your skin. “On second thought, I will definitely not be fucking you in front of anyone else. That sight is reserved for me and me only, girl.”
You wrap your arms around his neck, your hands playing with the hair at the back of his head, fingers tracing over his braid.
Jake smirks as he kisses his way down your neck, to your collarbone.
“Tsaheylu,” you beg quietly, reaching for your queue. “Jake, please.”
He reaches for his own braid, holding it out to you, his eyes watching the look of excitement on your face. As the tendrils connect, you shudder, gasping quietly. You can feel Jake's anger, his jealousy, and there's something about the way he venerates you, about how he just refuses to let anyone so much as glimpse at you, that makes butterflies burst in your stomach.
Jake kisses your mouth softly, gently, his hands crawling to your thighs and then moving up. He slides his hands under your loincloth and tugs the flimsy item off, leaving you bare. He caresses a thumb over your clit, relishing in the pleasure that reaches him through the bond, his cock throbbing as you moan softly.
“This what you wanted?” he asks. “Hm? For me to touch you and remind you who you belong to?”
“Didn't do it on purpose,” you murmur, trying to hold his intense gaze, but you're flustered, and it shows in the way you keep diverting your eyes from his.
Jake smiles softly. It's something about the way you don't realize, about the way you can be so naive and innocent, that just makes him all soft and careful on the inside. And that usually turns into a scorching passion that will burn for hours.
“I know, love,” he says, licking over your lips. “I still gotta remind you that you're mine, don't I?”
You nod. “Yes, please,” you reply, breathless.
He grins as he pushes his loincloth aside, his cock springing free, and you eagerly lift your hips a little, eyes trained on his thick, long erection.
Jake runs the thick head over your folds, your slick smearing on him, before he pushes into you. You gasp, moaning at the feeling of fullness.
Jake doesn't even give you time to adjust. One moment, he's groaning as he fills you, and the next, he's fucking into you, rutting his hips up as his hands pull you up and down.
You gasp, grabbing onto his shoulders for support, squeals of delight and cries of pleasure escaping your lips.
Jake watches your breasts bounce. They peek through your beaded top, your pretty nipples hard, and he lowers his head to suck at one of them.
You mewl at the sensation, pleasure shooting through your body, making you weak all over. Jake's cock bruises your cervix, his girth stretches your gummy walls almost past their limit, and he drags against that spongy spot inside you that makes you whimper.
“Jake,” you mewl, nails digging into his shoulders. “Fuck! 's so good!”
“Yeah, I know,” Jake replies, chuckling, his own ecstasy swirling in his body. “It's real fuckin' amazing, huh?”
“Mhmm,” you say, nodding, as he ruts into you. You can feel the pleasure within you, a burning sensation that consumes your body, your mind. And you can feel Jake's pleasure through tsaheylu, which only adds to your ecstasy. It makes your body shake, eyes rolling into the back of your head.
“My gorgeous girl,” Jake says, kissing your jaw. “My girl. Not anyone else's but mine.”
“Yours,” you agree. “All yours.”
Your pussy clenches tight, making Jake grunt. “Goddamn. That's my girl.”
Your nails dig into his shoulders and you throw your head back, the pleasure increasing dramatically, without warning, making you cry out.
“Jake!” you mewl. “Jake!” Your hips writhe against Jake's, your skin clammy and sticky, the feeling of Jake's pleasure making you dizzy.
“Shh,” Jake coos. “Easy, girl. Easy.”
You shake your head. “I-I can't! Feels too good!” you whine.
Jake licks up your throat, making you shiver. “I know, baby. I know. You're close, hm? It's okay, I know you can take it a while longer, yeah?”
You bite your lip. “Mkay,” you agree, trying to ignore the pleasure, trying to push it away. But it's so difficult. Jake is just so big, his cock touches all the right spots. He bruises your cervix, kisses your g-spot, and his hipbone drags against your clit. The combination is driving you insane. All that, added up with his scent, his fierce look, his possessive hands that roam all over your body—
Fuck.
Jake studies your face, the way you pinch your eyebrows in concentration, the way little sounds leave your lips involuntarily. Everything about you makes his cock twitch inside of you, his load threatening to spill deep into your cunt.
“You're such a good girl, baby,” he says, smirking, as he kisses your shoulder. “Such a good girl. I think you deserve my cum in you, hm? Think I should fill you up so everyone can smell me in you.” He grazes his sharp teeth over your collarbone. “And maybe I'll give you a baby too. Maybe I'll fill you with my child, make it real clear to everyone that you're mine.”
At this, you whimper, gasping, your pussy growing tight around his cock. “Yes! Please! Fill me up! Please, Jake! Want your baby!”
He chuckles. “Yeah, you do, huh?” He can feel your orgasm nearing, the pleasure within you threatening to burst. “Go ahead, girl. Come all over my cock and then I'll fill ya up, hm?”
You mewl, toes curling, entire body writhing with ecstasy. “Yes!” you gasp, your mind overcome by the idea of being full of Jake's cum. “Yes! Yes! Fuck!” The pleasure coils tightly in your womb, making your body grow taut before your orgasm explodes within you, making you cry out. Your slick gushes out of you, dripping onto Jake's lap, and he shudders as he feels your release through tsaheylu.
“Goddamn,” Jake groans as he comes himself, his load spilling into you. His seed is thick and warm, sticky as it fills your raw pussy, making you mewl softly. “Fuck.”
You're breathing heavily, stars dancing behind your eyelids, and Jake chuckles as he kisses the tip of your nose. He places a hand on top of your womb and says, “Let's hope I give you a baby, hm? That way, everyone will know you're mine.”
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canirove · 2 months
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My neighbour Rúben | Chapter 4
Author's note: On this chapter there are some things that give away that this story was written a long time ago, like the fact that it says that he is City's captain... Or that he dresses well 😅 P.S. I'm joking, please no one get mad at me 😭
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"Did you sleep well, darling? You look tired" grandma asked me the morning after the game.
"It probably was all the excitement from yesterday. She was still buzzing like young people say" grandad laughed.
"I think it was a mix of not being on my own bed and getting out of my comfort zone. I'm not used to it." 
Which was a lie. Mostly. I did miss my own bed, the one at my grandparents' house had the worst pillow ever. But if I looked dead and tired, it was because I had stayed up until 2 am reading about Rúben, watching his videos and looking at his photos.
Some would call it stalking. I call it doing research.
I read about his career, watched proper interviews and other videos where he was being silly, finding myself smiling like the idiot I am. I even watched some in Portuguese, the fact that I speak Spanish being very helpful to understand what he was saying. Or at least half of it.
I spent an hour just on his Instagram account, looking at everything he had posted, and especially the posts where he was topless. Like... He couldn't be real. He couldn't have a body like that, it had to be Photoshop. And it wasn't just the abs and the biceps. It also was his back. His legs. Everything. And judging by the photos where he was wearing clothes and the couple of times I had met him, he also knew how to dress and make the most out of that perfect body of his, which was unfair for the rest of the human population, both male and female.
I also spent a lot of time reading fanfic about him. There are so many talented people out there! And horny, which made me feel less alone. Because my dreams... Well. They were similar to the ones I had been having since meeting him for the first time, but now I knew what was under his clothes, and they weren't happening just on the lift or Lucy's house. Now that I knew that he was a freaking professional football player, there were so many new scenarios to explore... And I explored a few last night, like the changing room at the Emirates.
"Darling, are you sure you are alright? Should I take you to the doctor?" grandad said, bringing me back to reality. 
"To the doctor? Why?" 
"You look... I don't know. Off. And look at your cheeks."
"My cheeks?" I said, touching them. They were feeling very warm.
"Let me take your temperature" grandma said. "I don't want you traveling alone back to Manchester with a fever."
Oh, if only she knew. 
I wasn't traveling back to Manchester with a fever. I was actually traveling back to Manchester to meet the cause of my fever. And just the thought of it was making my stomach do funny things, not sure if good or bad ones. 
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"Oh, c'mon!" I said when the shopping bag slipped from my hand as I reached to call for the lift, all its contents slipping on the floor.
"Let me help you with that" a male voice said behind me. No. Not just a male voice. The male voice. Rúben. 
"You don't need to, I can manage."
"And I want to help" he said, already picking some things from the floor. "Doesn't Lucy have someone to do the shopping for her?"
"Yes, but that's the weekly shopping. This is different."
"I can tell. I don't see Lucy letting Julia eat so much chocolate and sweets" he chuckled.
"Tonight we are having a movie night, that's why I bought all this. I'm not planning on feeding her just sugar for the whole weekend, I'm not crazy."
"Good to know" Rúben smiled. "What movie are you watching?" he asked while calling for the lift, the shopping bag on his hand.
"Not sure yet. Something from Disney I guess."
"What's your favourite Disney movie?"
"What?" 
"Mine is "Aladdin". Love the songs" he said, walking into the lift once the doors had opened. 
"I'm not sure about mine" I said, following him. "As a child I loved watching the "Swan Princess", but that isn't Disney."
"I think I've never heard of it before. Is it cartoons?"
"Yep. It is about a princess who is under a spell that turns her into a swan during the day, and at night she goes back into her human self but only if she is on a certain lake and when the moon is shining."
"Do they sing?"
"Oh, yes, they do. They have great songs."
"I'll have to check it out."
"What?" I laughed.
"Don't tell anyone, but I love watching kids' movies." 
"Worried your teammates may bully you?" I chuckled as the lift's doors opened at our floor.
"Nah, they already know. By the way, the Emirates was the last place where I expected to see you" Rúben said, walking towards my door.
"Same."
"Lucy hadn't told you?"
"We've never talked about you." Which is true. But mainly because I knew my face would give away that I am very attracted to Rúben. Like, a lot.
"Now that you know... What do you think about it?"
"I don't know" I said, opening the apartment’s door. "It's just a job. A special one, but a job."
"Your opinion about me hasn't changed then?" he asked, following me inside and into the kitchen.
"Why would I change my mind?"
"You know what they say about football players. Just a bunch of idiots that kick a ball, who earn way too much money, who just party and cheat on their wives... Those things."
"I don't know enough about you to judge."
"Then we must do something about that" he said, leaving the shopping bag on the table. "Do you think Julia would mind if I joined you on your movie night?"
"I'm sorry, you want what?"
"It'll be a way to get to know each other a bit better. And I don't have plans tonight, so watching a Disney movie in good company sounds great."
I don't know what happened after that, what I said or did. Probably that yes, that he could come, because I remembered his smile and a "see you tonight." But my brain was stuck on his previous two last sentences.
For some reason, he wanted to get to know me better. Me. And I apparently was good company? He could have said it just about Julia, he clearly adored her. But he wasn't talking about her. We weren't talking about her. So... It was about me, right? I was good company. Did that mean that he was flirting with me? Rúben Dias, Manchester City captain and international player with Portugal, was flirting with me? The piano teacher turned into nanny?
It had been years since a guy had tried to flirt with me, I was very rusty. So maybe he was just being nice and I understood everything wrong. Or maybe not.
Whatever it was, I would be finding out in just a few hours... 
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Hiya been long time no ask and I am sure I gonna be gone for a long time since my college day gonna start on Monday huhuh but I still look and heart around in tumblr.
So here a requesti, since today update of lookism we been granted by ptj of Gun on with bath towel. "I just thought damn does abs and muscles". I am curious what is the headcannon of y/n being muscle enthusiasts.
Basically they are a character of (Dumbbell Nan Kilo Moteru?) Name Souryuuin Akemi.
(Bet Gun recuirt her as his assistant and tracker of his health diet and muscle density lol)
Gun Park x Female! Reader (Do you want to see it closer?)
A/N: SHEESH This is actually a great idea xD. Since you asked for some somewhat spicy Gun x reader, I'm going to give you some and Idk if this can satisfy you but I hope you still like it and sorry for the late reply (good luck on your college day!) Genre: somewhere between fluff and slight lemon (not too explicit) Slight warnings: slight nsfw post reader is female (and is in an established relationship ; character x reader)
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It's been months since you have seen your boyfriend. You tried to contact him but you've received voice mails instead which can be irritating for your part. You've been really worried about him getting into crazy shit again. No video calls, no messages, heck you haven't even received a single greeting like "hello" or "good morning". It really makes you worried a lot about Gun. You know he's strong. You know that he's a one man circle, but your girlfriend instincts always gets the better of you. You want to convince him to quit his job since it might put him more into potential danger in the future, but getting to know him better made you realize that even he is a masochist. He really has the passion and lust for fighting so you couldn't really stop him no matter how times you wanted to. It can also ignite a really bad argument so it's better if you just let him be. But he promised that he will take care of himself though.
It was 8 in the morning when you woke up early again in your gloomy and dark apartment. You encouraged yourself to slump yourself on the cozy and soft bed of yours. But no matter how many efforts you tried you thinking about that bastard again just makes you groan, you're craving for caffeine again.
Fixing the blinds, you winced as the sunlight made it's way to shine your eyes. It's not particularly sunny, but the sky and atmosphere is not too dreadful either. In fact it's the perfect weather for you. You got up to prepare and fix the coffee mixer and make your drink. It took minutes of you tapping your finger on the marble table humming your favorite song while you watch the machine, you being lost at your own thoughts. After minutes, you were mixing the hot drink on your mug before you heard the door open, you seeing your mentally exhausted boyfriend. Fucking bastard didn't even knocked on the door.
"Where have you been?" you asked in a concerned tone as he focuses his attention on you making eye contact. His black sclera were still intimidating to look at, but they weren't exactly too threatening. "Business" he bluntly replied not intentionally being rude, Gun was just like that all the time. You were about to ask more questions before he approached you while hugging you back and leaving wet pecks on your neck while caressingly touching your waist pulling you closer to him. "I'm sorry that I don't have time for you." "Hmm." you hummed as you drank the mix of sweet and bitter mixture. "You're not angry?" "Umm no? Why would I? It's your job to work for Charles." you playfully denied as he pulled you even closer, he knows that you're lying behind that pretty face but he understands and you have a point though. And hearing that old man's name really pisses him off at some point, but it coming from your pleasant voice makes him a bit calmer. "I'm going to take a shower" he mumbled as he buries his face on you even more. "Aren't you tired?" you asked as he chuckled, "Never have been."
Tapping your shoulder you watched him as he walked on the corridor and into your shared bedroom. It's his daily routine for him to go home and wash up first before cuddling and chatting with you on the bed. You went inside to prepare his clothes before seeing your half naked boyfriend, his scars showing up into his back but you couldn't care less. In your eyes, he's perfect.
"Looking at something?" you snapped at your own thoughts as you can see Gun's teasing grin as you laughed at him, your voice being gentle with a mix of tiredness on it. "Yeah" "You want to see it closer?" he teased you even more as you approached him as you hugged him from the back, you being obviously smaller than him. "You still look pretty even if you got lots of scars." "I know." he replied as you stayed like this, cuddling with him for a few minutes. He turned around to face you as he leaned in to give you a kiss, your tongue getting entangled from each other. The kiss wasn't really aggressive, but the way his tongue gently danced with yours is enough to make your underwear wet again. His hands were travelling to your face, slowly making it's way to your waist. Your clumsy ones are doing the same, it's playfully teasing his chest up into his abs. You weren't exactly that person who only relies on looks. But seeing your boyfriend properly taking care of his health makes you appreciate the effort he's doing to get stronger.
"Wow, you're getting more sturdy." you half joked as your eyes trailed down to his body. It wasn't necessarily in a lewd way, but it's just you being appreciative. And with this, Gun can't help but to be proud of himself. He managed to make himself physically pleasing so you also don't have to worry about his health. "Do you want to go to the gym tomorrow?" he asked as he leans closer to you with his hands still clinging on your waist. "Hmm... Sure, I got nothing else to do and it's best if we can check our BMI together." you liked his offer as both of your mouth curl into a smile as he pecks your soft cheeks making you chuckle. You got to enjoy your loves holding and kissing you like this.
A/N: Sorry if this is not up for your standards and it's so late (I'm doing my homework while procrastinating lol :)
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GEOTHERMAL ESCAPISM FIX IT FIC BECAUSE FUCK YOU DAN HARMON
“ It's not a game for me, Troy. I'm seeing real lava because you're leaving. It's embarrassing and I don't want to be crazy, but I am crazy, so... I made a game that made you and everyone else see what I see”
This is a short (and super rushed im so sorry) self-indulgent fix-it fic for geothermal escapism because otherwise ill die/j @starrrgazingbunny if you still wanna read :D
"By the way, when I cloned you, I had to patch some missing parts of your DNA with genes from a homing pigeon."
Troy struggled to hold back tears. "I can't do this, I can't do this, I can't do this," he thought, staring at his boyfriend best friend. Abed met his gaze with gentle brown eyes, and Troy couldn't go through with it. Not again.
"You may notice side effects, like a compulsion to come back."
The words were meant to sound playful, but Troy could hear the hurt in Abed’s voice.
"Not again, I can't do this again," Troy thought to himself, attempting to appear nonchalant as if his heart wasn't shattering into a thousand pieces. 
"Cool," he managed to mutter, in a voice that didn't sound like his. "Clone hug?" He held his arms out, trying his hardest to stop them from shaking.
Abed hugged him tightly. "Please don't let go again," they both thought to themselves, gripping each other for dear life. Troy heard an engine in the background, and Abed released him, leaving Troy with a coldness he hadn't felt in years.
"I know you hate when people do this in movies," his own voice echoed in the back of his mind.
He turned around to see a large boat on wheels, and a man standing on it with a captain's hat. If he wasn’t so distraught he would have noticed that it was LeVar Burton, but at that moment he didn't care about (or see) anyone but Abed. His Abed. His… Friend? 
For some reason that word didn’t feel quite right anymore. 
“No, I'm not doing this again,” He thought, turning back to Abed. He hastily wiped a tear that was making its way down his face and took a shaky breath.
“Abed I can’t”, he whispered. 
Abed tilted his head and furrowed his brows “You have to, Troy. This is your chance to be one person, remember?” he asked, truthfully trying more to remind himself than to remind the other. 
Troy shook his head and wiped his eyes again with his sleeve. “I don’t want to be. At least not that way. Not if being one person... Means being alone.” 
He took another, less shaky breath, and looked up at the man in front of him. “Abed, I’m already one person and that person wants to be with you.”  The pained expression etched on Abed’s face faded into a sad smile. 
 “Troy, I know. And... I want to be with you too. but even though I hate the anguished confession trope, that's what this has to be. Because you need to do this. It's not just the money, it's that you need the chance to see the world. To become your own man.” 
 Abed’s voice stayed calm, but Troy could see the hurt in his eyes. 
“I am my own man. You showed me who I am. I am my own man because you let me be me, without judgment or expectations.”  Troy said, almost begging, even though he still wasn’t 100% sure what he was begging for.
“U-um Troy?” Annie’s voice became apparent, reminding the two that the rest of the study group was there too. Troy quickly wiped his face and turned to her.
“Pierce said that someone would have to be assigned to make sure you don't cheat… but he never explicitly said who. I'm guessing he meant uh... Mr. Burton... But he never put it in writing that it had to be him.” 
She implored, looking between him and Abed with her signature look, saying “It’s him. Take him with you.” 
Troy's eyes lit up, and he saw Abed's expression relax. "You mean he could... could I even ask him to do that? Would he—" Abed interrupted him. "Troy." Troy looked at him nervously before Abed spoke again. "If you asked me to go, I would."
Troy smiled so broadly that his mouth hurt. "You would? I mean, you have a whole life, and I wouldn't want to disrupt that if you—"
Abed interrupted once more. "I would. I'm one person too, and I couldn't bear being without you again." He paused for a moment before continuing. "I have so many scenes that would be perfect for this, but a movie scene isn't what we need right now... What we need is Troy and Abed. And I, Abed, love you, Troy."
Annie and Britta squealed with excitement, but Jeff elbowed them, signaling them to quiet down and let the two share their moment. Shirley clutched her cross necklace and hid a smile. In the background, Duncan handed Chang $20 as they watched.
Troy beamed and responded without hesitation. "I, Troy, love you too, Abed."
 The two of them smiled at each other before Troy stepped towards Abed. “Can I.. Can I hug you?” He asked, arms wide open. Abed nodded hugging Troy as tightly as possible The two of them stayed that way for a full minute before separating, abed planting a light kiss on Troy’s forehead.
"Excuse me," LeVar interjected awkwardly from the boat. "This is really sweet, but I was paid $3,000 in advance for this. What do you want me to do?"
Troy glanced at Abed and then back at LeVar. "Um, I don't know—just go home?" LeVar nodded, stepped down from the boat ladder, and walked toward his car. "Oh, and uh, congratulations you two," he added before waving to them as he left. 
“So.. should we? Do You need to get your stuff first?” Troy looked back to Abed curiously. “We can stop by the dorm before we go to the dock” Abed replied, his arm still around Troy.
The rest of the group takes this moment to run up to the two of them, murmuring “congratulations” and “I knew it”s.
everyone exchanges hugs and goodbyes, and after 30 minutes (and many tears) The two board the boat, smiling at each other before singing: “Troy and abed around the wo-rld”
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yuujispinkhair · 2 months
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hi baby! 🤫, 😍, 🪱, for the ask game please <3
Aww thank you so much babe 💗
Did you ever keep your relationship secret from anyone?
Yuuji x Winter: No. We slowly went from friends to lovers, and the moment we realized we were more than friends and actually dating, we didn't hide it at all. Yuuji practically shouted it from the rooftops, and we just walked up to our friends, holding hands and then kissing right in front of them. Sukuna x Winter: Not really. But we started as what we thought was a one-night stand, which then turned into casual hookups. During that time, several of my friends told me that they thought Sukuna wasn't good for me. I defended him, of course, but it also made me keep our little thing a bit more to myself. But the moment we became something more, we both never made a secret out of it but showed our relationship proudly, and everyone who disapproved could fuck off ;)
Something they do that drives you crazy (in a good way)
Yuuji is very oblivious to how sexy he is. So it's a lot of things like him innocently pulling up the front of his shirt to wipe his face and revealing his god-like abs, not even realizing that he is driving me crazy. Or walking around in too-short shorts ;) I can't focus on anything else but his muscular tan thighs. Also, the noises he makes during sex drive me very very crazy 💗 His voice in general! When he gets sleepy, Yuuji gets even more cuddly than usual and pulls me against him, and those strong arms are wrapped around me while he talks to me, and his voice sounds so sexy when he is sleepy, a bit raspy, and deeper, and just aaaah. He drives me crazy without planning it. Sukuna is a tease. He knows how sexy he is, and he knows exactly what to do to drive me crazy. So it's often very calculated when it comes to my dear Kuna ;) Walking around shirtless all the time and making sure to step extra close to me from behind so his body brushes against mine and his breath is on my neck. All that drives me crazy. But what actually drives me even more crazy for him is when Sukuna does things that put a happy smile on his face. I find it incredibly sexy when he cooks for me. He picks me up and makes me sit on the kitchen counter to keep him company. And he gets all professional and very invested, and it's so attractive! It drives me crazy to see him be so passionate about food. That focused look in his maroon eyes, his toned, tattooed forearms flexing while he stirs the pot. When he is like, "Try it, princess. Do you want more pepper, or is it good like that?" and he stands between my legs and feeds me with a spoon while his other hand cups my chin aaaahhh 💗
Who asks ridiculous questions (like “would you still love me if I was a worm?”)?
Yuuji x Winter: Yuuji!!! He asks the worm question after making me watch Human Earthworm with him. And I tell him that, of course, I would still love him if he was a worm. I will always love him and take care of him and be there for him until the end, no matter what 💗 He cries after I tell him that and tells me this is how he feels about me too, and I cry with him, and it's really the cutest and most reassuring thing for both of us ever. He asks a lot of funny questions, and it's always so fucking cute because his eyes go all big, and he scratches his neck and looks so cute and sheepish while doing so. SO CUTE!! It makes me attack him with kisses. Sukuna x Winter: I am the anxious type, so I ask a lot of questions that sound ridiculous. A thousand little worries about all kinds of things. And Sukuna always smirks at me and pulls me in his arms and is SO sweet about it. It's a bit playful, a bit teasing, and light-hearted, and it makes me smile and feel much better. "Now, why would you worry your pretty head about that, princess? You got me, don't you? And I always have your back. So if someone decides to be weird, I will make their life hell." Or a whispered "I am yours and you are mine, and that's something that will never change. You better get used to having me around forever." But he can be very serious, too, when he sees that something really affects me strongly, and he is very reassuring because he approaches things in a rational manner. I know I can always rely on his intellect, and that he can give me very helpful advice.
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fleabagreact · 1 year
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Sucks life, sucks McDonald's.
Sylvie runs and gets into the car. It tries a few times but the car insists on not starting. She gets up and slams the door shut.
Loki comes towards her and she knows she won't be able to run away anymore.
Loki could swear that in his entire life, he had never been as desperate as he was at that moment, standing in front of a McDonald's in the busy center of London in the 70s. And he had been in several situations like that. Not at McDonald's, but in desperate situations. Like when he messed up with magic and his father scolded him harshly, urging Loki to do it again, just to provoke Odin, however much further punishment was certain. Or when Thanos threatened him not to give him an army to take New York, and even take his life, if he didn't follow his part of the agreement and deceive him. Cornered, thinking about how to evade the situation and start cheating all over again. But this was different. Sylvie was not Odin. Sylvie was not Thanos. It was a part of you. Their souls were made of the same stuff and had been brought into alignment to burn together for eons and universes alike. Or just to sit on the grass in a park on Earth, enjoying wine and a cold cuts board.
His mind wandered to unnecessary things, words stuck in him throat. Loki was sweating cold as the night. The eyes met Sylvie's blue ones as well as his. He could get lost in them, he could get lost in her. But at that moment those tired old eyes gave him calm. Sylvie just needed to listen.
"Sylvie-" He started, approaching her. She was standing in front of the truck, her hands covering her face.
“Speak up, Loki. You know how much I hate speeches.” Sylvie tried to be rude. She hated his speeches, or at least the way Loki stalled to achieve his goal. However, she couldn't say he wasn't good with words. Sylvie already knew that little talk so well. She had abandoned speeches after realizing that her life worked better alone. And if she was alone, why talk when she could punch faces and just exchange glances to get what she wanted?
“I love you” Loki yells. Tears are already streaming down his face and making him look crazy. Maybe he is.
“I don't want to,” Sylvie whispers, closing her eyes to keep from bursting into tears. “I can't want. I don't deserve-”
“No, please. I am here. Give a chance.” It's your last try, your last chance. It's a desperate request.
Loki loves her. It is undeniably without discussion. After all, there he has been, giving her hell for weeks. Spending all of her shifts sitting at table 17. Eddie is starting to get irritated.
Sylvie doesn't deserve that pity. She gave up everything for a meaningless, boring life which constantly reminds her of all the souls she has reaped. All in vain. All instruments. That life was never yours. Sylvie thought it wasn't a doll but she was wrong. And she hated it even more.
Loki's weren't born to be heroes after all. It was what she had always heard from the TVA.
She didn't save even one person.
Not herself.
“You know what my answer is.” She says. The voice sounds like Judas in Gethsemane. It is a betrayal of the flesh. “They don't want you, they want me. I wish I never met you Loki. Why the fuck did you steal that damn tesseract? Better they cut you down and left you to live with those variants of yours than they got you involved in this mess.”
Sylvie never wanted to admit that her Glorious Purpose had been in vain. She had the life she dreamed of. Waking up every day with the certainty that tomorrow she would be alive. Living futilely and bucolically, like everyone else in every tiny fold of time and space she opened up. Sylvie had no friends, no loves, no nemesis, never enough time. Now she was about to let go of the only person who understood her chronic loneliness. That could bring fun to her. Eddie didn't matter, neither did Gary.
“Do not say that.” Loki shivered.
“If I never met you, I wouldn't have the chance to lose you. I don't want you to be hurt.”
Loki, you can't care about me, was what she should have said, and explained every situation in her life where she was forced to leave, as if she had never really existed.
It's the chance to.
“I'm already hurt”
And he doesn't give up.
To prove his words, Loki looks at her pleadingly and lowers his head slightly, finding her sweet, familiar lips.
It's a different kiss than that night in the Citadel. She doesn't stop him from exploring her mouth. On the contrary, she brings him to her and pulls his dark hair between her fingers. Kiss him like he deserves to be kissed, as if to promise not to push him away when this is over.
Loki bites her lips trying to find out if it's real. Desire surges through them, a calm, warm flame deep in their mouths.
The futile and bucolic life is not yours. It should be with him, drinking wine, running away from anything that looks like the police, and fucking madly with aliens and gods. Fucking madly with him.
The world is ending. They belong to each other like it or not. Loki and Sylvie face each other with a sad smile. They can't work out. There's something comforting about that.
Sucks life, sucks McDonald's.
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novellenight · 3 years
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Hii I have couple of questions for you so hope you don't mind! ( ´ ▽ ` )ノ♡
1) What gojohime moment made you think "lol hello a new ship"?
2) Is Gojo aware of how his behavior affects others?
3) How do you think Utahime's cursed technique works? It's related to singing but still, how do you think it works?
4) When they go out together (Shoko, Utahime, Mei Mei, Yuki, Gojo, Nanami, Kusakabe and Kiyotaka) what are they likely to do at karaoke night?
5) Gojo sees Utahime grumpy most of the time so when he saw her happy and enthusiastic ab baseball game what was his reaction?
6) There's audio drama where Gojo goes to maid cafe which is probably 18+ rated bc Yuji got embarrassed when he read the sign. Now imagine Utahime finding him leaving at the doors. Her reaction?
7) Do you think Utahime ever helped 'babysitting' Megumi and Tsumiki but the kids don't remember? This day gojohime parenting dynamic evolved. How are they functioning as a 'family'?
8) Geto, Shoko, Gojo and Utahime play party games. Of course Geto is the one who knows Gojo the most since they're best friends but how is Utahime doing when it comes to knowing him and vice versa? Bc if they notice things about each other that no one else does they'd probably get teased for it. 😂
9) Was Gojo ever jealous of Kusakabe and Utahime being friendly?
10) Your opinion- does Gojo sleep around or is he secretly a virgin? 🙈
11) If there's a reason for both of them getting angry at each other (yea even Gojo which is hard to imagine) what would it be?
12) Gojo thought beforehand "We never know what might be listening around Utahime, after all. I don't want to think about one of the students being the traitor. This is such a pain." and Utahime cares a lot ab her students, she sounded like such a mom in ep21 haha "For now, let's be glad our students are safe." 🥰 But yea, turns out Mechamaru was the traitor. She must have felt rly bad yk. So what do you think? Did Gojo comfort her in a way?
13) Your theory- how did Utahime get her scar?
14) Do Shoko and Utahime talk ab boys at sleepovers? 👀
15) Yk, it would be rly hypocritical if Gojo slept around while Utahime became let's say 'closer' to Kusakabe for instance and Gojo became jealous bc he doesn't have any right to meddle in other people's business. What would he do to prove that he's better? Would he give up on something? Would he be able to change for her?
1) When I saw a manga panel of them and an artist’s drawing of Gojo touching Uta’s scar. I still remember it vividly until today, and now look where I am. :) 
2.) According to Gege, no. But according to me, he knows but does not awknowledged it. Gojo afterall grew up for himself as the strongest, so it might be hard for him to empathize in some stuff like Yuji does. 3.) I imagine she can summon contracted shaman spirits when she preforms miko ceremonies with her singing. There’s a lot of theory in this, but I would like to think she’s good in sealing techniques. She uses performs ceremonies to trap curses and finish them off with her voice. It’s a mixture of Toge’s CT and shaman ceremonies for exorcism.  4.) The ones who drinks tries to get themselve drunk because of Gojo. Gojo would probably do that with a parfait in hand. Lucky paintbrush.  5.) He’s in love and tries to keep that goofy smile of his but fails. 6.) Utahime would probably pretend that she doesn’t know him. She’s mature, so maybe she’ll not judge him, its his life. But it doesn’t stop fanfictions of her getting slightly hurt and jealous, heheheh.  7.) Utahime is mom, Gojo is brat 1, and the kids are angels. As much as Gojo tries to become a ‘father’ he ends up as the real baby. Tsumiki is close to both of them and finds Gojo funny, while Megumi favors Utahime more. I love this family trope.  8.) Utahime would wing everything about Gojo being annoying. However, she’ll also be suprised from time to time with new information of Gojo. It shows that he’s also still human despite his ‘god-like facade’ and she appreciates that. He’s still a jerk tho.  9.) Why do you think Kusakabe was in the Tokyo School in the first place? It’s because Gojo refuses to let him come near Utahime. So Gojo is stuck with the swordsman and annoys him daily to keep an eye on him. XD 10.) According to some Gege said he’s a manwhore. But there are also diferrent ways how to interpret the translations. For me, he can be both either way. BUT I KNOW UTAHIME WILL BE HIS LAST AND INFINTY.  11.) Gojo not being able to protect Utahime. While Utahime believes she doesn’t need his help.  12.) Maybe he did. It’s normal in their line of work to be betrayed, and I think Utahime already steeled her heart and Gojo’s aware of it. She’s a sorcerer for a long time now, and  it means, she’s also crazy in some way. Her menatlity is just that strong. Cue the Train Scene of her being professional.  13.) When she was going to be promoted as a grade one sorcerer.  14.) Interesting... They’d talk about men but ends up complaining about Gojo (just Uta while Shoko half-listens and remembers Geto). 15.) Is this going to  be a fic? Lol, Gojo in some way is hyprocital. Everyone is. He can change if he wants to, starting by make amends and trying to act as just “Satoru Gojo”, not with all those strongest speech of his. Once Utahime would notice this (she does already) and the rest, you can say he’s changed for the better. BUT IMAGINE THE DRAMA IN A FIC ABOUT THIS. HAHAHAHAH  Thank you for asking, I loved answering this hehehe. I hope you got the answers you want to hear. <3
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Be mine - Immersive Weekend #2
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Okay, first of all, I would like to say that I got a lil bit confused about the "dating" word. I did some researches because, as you all know, I'm a Portuguese native speaker who has English as a second language. I'm sorry if this request is not what you are expecting ç_ç I did my best on it. I can't avoid language issues. You can request another one if you didn't like this.
+18 ONLY Reader’s name: Anne Word count: 1.755 Pairings: Hungarian!Chubby!Reader x Bucky Contain: Tons of fluff <3; Smutty Warnings: English is not my main language <3; Inappropriate language MARVEL CINEMATIC UNIVERSE MASTERLIST
You used to take a few photos from Central Park itself and couples. This last one gives you an amount of money and helps you to share your photography studio. Bucky met you one of those days, and you were taking a few photos from the park. You were so charming, especially your size. Bucky would love to hold your shorty form in his arms.
But when his therapist recommended Bucky to talk with you, things began to evolve.
You were an amazing woman. He loves the artistic persona of you and how kind you are. You were such a precious help for him while he tries to let all things about Winter Soldier in his past. And, of course, it didn't take too long for Bucky to feel attracted to you. After all, your confidence and accent were pretty seductive for him. You achieved the deed to got him to blush once when you were flirting with him.
But things have been changing lately.
Bucky has been so busy with Sam and the missions that your dates were constantly interrupted by an emergency. It completes gets you annoyed, but you were trying to be understanding. Then, one day, both of you just thought that yeah, maybe it would be better if you guys just spend time together. It could be at his apartment or yours.
But he needs to try a date night one more time, with no interruptions. Just you and him.
Bucky took you to a surprise date. He covers your eyes, and you could take it off just when both of you arrive at your destiny. The sky was full of stars, and the waterfall gives the romantic mood you need. Near the banks of the waterfall, there was a van. Its interior was all padded with pillows and blankets and entirely decorated with lights.
You gaped slightly with all of that, and your heart almost melted inside your chest. Then, Bucky holds your hand and looks at you.
"I thought that I should do something special to you. Our dates always get ruined by something, but this time it will be different."
"This is so beautiful..." You said, with the air in your lungs fading away. Your heart was racing, and you look at him with a smile on your face. "I can't believe this!"
Bucky looks at you smiling, and he walks to his car again, putting a song on it. Then, he approaches you and reaches out to you.
"Would you give me the honor of a dance with me?"
You felt your face burning.
"Of course."
He took your hand and pulls you close to his body, and then you and he was dancing slowly under the stars glancing at each other. All of that was being so perfect! His hands were resting on your waistline, your hands onto his chest... Bucky can't stop looking at each detail of you. Your curly hair, your eyes... He loves the shape of your lips. That certainly is the part of your body that drives him crazy! The way you moves them... Bucky could spend the entire day just looking at your moving lips.
He could spend his entire day looking at your ass too. However, Bucky doesn't think he could talk it with you. Not right now. He even hasn't touched you the way he wants yet! But maybe he could get it today.
"You're stunning today." He said to you, resting his hand on your face and sliding his thumb on your skin in a gentle caress. "Mainly with your blushed cheeks."
You let out a low chuckle, feeling your cheeks got even redder.
"Am I blushed?"
"Yeah, totally. But don't worry, it's cute."
You look at him, letting out a low chuckle again. Bucky always arouses feelings inside your chest, but this night he was doing it on a completely new level.
You rest your head on his chest, and he put his chin on your head. Now, he was sliding his fingers through your curly hair. You were still dancing slowly, in such an intimate moment. You two had never done it before.
Then, Bucky's voice made presence again.
"Doll... Uh, I mean, Anne..." Bucky clears his throat, anxious. You rest your chin on his chest, looking up to him.
"You can call me Doll if you want, Bucky." You said, almost melting for his words. "I don't mind."
He smiles at you, resting his hand on your face and looking at you with such caress in the eyes.
"Okay, Doll. I wanna know if you are hanging out with someone else."
"I'm not. What about you?"
"I'm not either. I mean, I don't need it, and I don't want to. I have you. You're all I want and need."
Oh my Godness. It was pretty hard for you to stand on foot right now. Your legs were shaking in anxiety. He never told things like that for you before.
"You know, I don't need someone else. I just need you."
Bucky gives you a smile and curves himself to kiss you softly and slowly. That was not the first kiss of yours, but without a sign of doubt was a different one. It was like the first time you tasted his lips. So magical. So right. It felt like home to you.
Then, he breaks the kiss. Bucky stays so close to you that you could feel his breath on your face.
"So be mine, Anne." He said with a low and soft voice. Your heart failed a beat. "Let me be yours and be mine. I want you."
You felt anxious, and the words suddenly wipe away from your mind.
"Are you requesting me to be your girlfriend?" You finally said, and a chuckle let out the soldier's lips.
"Yeah, I am."
"Okay. I want it. I'm yours."
With his heart warm in pure love, Bucky kisses you again, slowly and so caring. When he breaks the kiss, this time, he took your hand and guides you to the van.
"Come here." He said, entering the van and sitting in the blankets. Between the pillows, he took out a small black box. You lay down on the blankets, looking at him when he gives you the box "It's just a gift. You know, to forget every time I needed to leave you alone."
You opened the box and saw a golden and delicate necklace. You let out a sigh, enchanted.
"You didn't have to do it, Bucky. Oh, thank you. It's so beautiful!"
You sat on the blankets, taking the necklace off of the box. Bucky took the jewel and put it on you.
"I'll not let you alone anymore, okay? I promise you."
Bucky gets close to you, and you get stuck into his blue eyes. Then, he rests his hand on your bare leg and kisses you, with his hand sliding up and down on you. He absolutely loves the softness of your skin, so he can't wait to see you giving your body to his wills. The taste of your lips, the smell of yours... It all acts like fuel to him. He just wants to kiss you even more.
Bucky deep the kisses on your lips and his touch on your bare leg puts your body on fire. You are pretty sure he could be considered a drug. You are addicted to him, and you needed more of his lips, his touches.
He lays you down in the blankets of the van without stopping to kissing you. His hand slides up on your leg, going under your dress and reaching your panties. Actually, you and Bucky never did anything related to sex. He was from other times, and he still got some old manners. So, he wanted to touch you just when he get sure you want him the way he wanted you.
Now he gets your answer Bucky can't wait to find out how you react to his touches.
Bucky slides his lips from yours to your neck, kissing you and putting some nibbles on your skin. A wave of pure fire runs through your body, and when he slides his fingers on your pussy over your panties, you let out a long sigh of pleasure. Wanting more of him, you slide down your nails on his abs under his shirt. You reach his pants button, and you open it. When your hand slides to his cock's direction, you felt a smile on his lips.
"Such an impatient girl... I'll take care of your manners later."
You bite your inner lip and looks at him. When your eyes met his blue ones, your body shakes. There was something different on them. They were darker, possessive. Bucky pulls the top of your dress down, exposing your naked breast. Then, he fits himself between your legs on his knees, taking your panties off and spreading your legs. His hands run through the inner part of your legs, and he looks at you. The white color of your face was already redder in lust. The vision of you giving yourself on him droves him crazy.
Bucky curves himself over you, taking one of your nipples with his mouth. Your fingers intertwine in his hair in an incentive to continue, while his fingers trace circles on the most sensitive part of your body. His touches make your veins burn, and you already feel wetter.
But when you let escape a low moan... Damn, it just made his desire for you grow even more. He wants you mad in lust, begging him to continue. He wants to hear you scream his name under the night.
Bucky let out your nipple, and you look at him, dizzy in pleasure. He goes down on your body and kisses the bare skin of the inner part of your leg. His voice was low and darker.
"I'll just put one rule tonight, babe." He said, without stopping to kiss you. His deep eyes were focused on yours while you look at him, putting your body up by your forearms to look at him better. You were a prisoner under his blue eyes. "I want you looking at me all the time." His kisses slide upon you until his mouth reaches your wet pussy, eating you with such a will.
But then, he started to talk again while eats you.
"I want to see how you are when you come."
Yeah, it will be a long and noisy night.
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Pass the Time
Pairing: Drew Starkey x Reader.
Summary: You feel like you spend more time outside of you dorm and so does your neighbor. Why? Both of your roommates are hooking up.
Word Count: 1,548.
Note: It took me longer than it should've to write this since Tumblr was keep messing up so please don't let this flop ( I reached my breaking point with trying but I still like it) and tell me what you think :) I hope you love it! Thank you @snkkat for posting the photo and inspiring me to write this!
Hey," your roommate, Jazmyn, speaks softly from her side of the dorm to see if you are still awake or not. You hum in response, not looking away from the episode of your newest favorite Netflix original TV show- the reason why you are not studying right now- Outer Banks. Jazmyn moves to sit upright on her bunk bed and swings her feet back and forth and gives you puppy eyes, "Can I ask for a favor?"
Knowing what she will ask, for not the first nor late time, you say, "I'm not moving, Jaz."
She jumps off and walks over to you and must go on her tippy toes to learn against your mattress. It is a fail on her part when she tries to grab your throw blanket off of you since you're wrapped in it.
You sing, "told y'all" in a teasing tone and Jaz response is a weak, "shut up."
"Why can't you just go over? I'm comfortable right here in my dorm."
Ignoring your point of view, she easily lies as she says, "I swear it won't be long."
"Really? Two nights ago, Andrew said the same thing to Drew before you went over there for three fucking hours!" Before she can try to deny it, you hold up your hand to add, "I actually mean fucking for three hours."
You roll your eyes as she blushes and gets lost in dream land that is made of all the sex, she and your next-door dorm neighbor, Andrew, have.
Which is a lot.
You knew that going to a University there would be a huge chance to live crazy college stories that one day will blow your kids' minds whenever they accidentally find one out. Getting locked out of your dorm on a weekly basis so your roommate can hookup? That is not one of them, it is annoying as hell.
The first time you got locked out was just last month, three months in your freshman year. After taking two tests in one day, you just wanted to go in a nap coma for the rest of the year. Since the elevator in your building did not get fixed yet, you had to drag yourself up to the firth floor. You could not help to wish the sock on your dorm knob was just a part of your imagination. But it was not. From the noises you could hear from the other side of the locked door, Jazmyn had someone over. You jumped and cursed when the door next to you opened and an extremely attractive and tired boy smiled at you as he tried to fix his bed hair. He noticed the sock and grabbed it to throw it over his shoulder, inside of his dorm. "I was wondering where Andrew went." He holds out his hand and as you shake hands, he told you his name and you told him yours. You agreed that you did need coffee, so you two left the hallway to grab some.
“You know, it’s weird that we are finally meeting.”
You looked over your shoulder and silently wished Jazmyn would open the door so could lay down, “We’ll probably see each other more in the hallway if they keep this up.”
A week after you talked with Drew over two refills of coffee for who knows how many hours, he saw you walking up the stairs after your last class of the day. He kicked himself off the floor to learn against your door.
"Are they...?"
He nodded in response and told you that he does not know how long, or how much longer. He followed you into your dorm after you slightly pushed him away to unlock it.
"I was planning on doing something with Jaz tonight but since you're here instead... have you ever done a face mask?"
He wiggled his eyebrows and used a husky manly tone to ask, “Sexually?"
His laugh echoed after you throw one of your pillows at him.
The third time was a couple of hours later and Drew agreed to go as far away as possible. You two went through a drive through before going to a park to eat in comfortable silence until he tried to be sneaky to grab some of your food. A small food happened before you two acted like big children on the swings, trying to see who could go up the highest. Since he is so tall, it was easy for him to do the monkey bars.
Now what was supposed to be a relaxing and do-nothing day, you let out a fake cough. “You can’t let Andrew come in here, I’m sick.”
“I’m sure Drew would be willing to take care of you.”
“I hate you.” You mutter as you get up to put your shoes on. You try not to think about how he told you he wants to make you his famous homemade chicken casserole soon since you’re been stressed with all of your school work, working part time and being home sick.
“You love me! Have fun whenever you guys do this time to pass the time.” She winks at you as you slam the door closed behind you. You stop knocking on Drew’s door with your blanket still wrapped around you and carrying your laptop when his voice comes the end of the hall, “fancy seeing you here.”
He knows your smile is half fake so he nervously asks, "You can come over if you want? I can let you in before heading to the showers."
 Andrew comes from the end of the hall, looking like he ran up the stairs while holding a plastic bag from the nearest gas station. You can see Jazmyn’s favorite candy and a box of condoms. Classy. You do not think twice before reaching into Drews maroon gym shorts to grab his keys while they have silent conversation. You miss how much his eyes widen for leaving them both in the hallway.
“I swear to God I’ll give up on being your wingman and move out if you do not make your move.”
Drew pushes Andrew out of the doorway and glances over at you to make sure you are not listening. “You are not my wingman!”
“Yes, I am! I am giving you two alone time as I have sex! It’s a win-win for everyone!” Andrew pushes him inside, “I’ll see you tomorrow!”
From his bed, Drew hears the confusing in your voice when you say, “it’s only one am?”
“I stopped listening to what he says a long time ago.” Drew states as he can hear Andrew’s and his own voice in head saying, “she’s on your bed” repeating.
You mutter, “same” for trying to do the same thing with Jazmyn.
Over the trim of your laptop, you watch Drew stand in front of you and starts taking off his gray and black long sleeve hoodie in slow motion.
"Oh my god."
"What?" He asks, amused.
"What?" You ask, embarrassed.
“Take a picture, it would last longer.” He teases, sitting next to you. You shove your elbow in his ribcage, “Shut up!”
You should not be surprised when he teases, “make me.” But your skin gets covered with goosebumps.
“Okay, last time we hangout it was two, three nights ago?” You try to change the topic, “I just remember that I beat your ass at Family Feud. Wanna play that again?"
Drew lets out a breathless, “no” as he puts both of his arms around you, his hands resting against the wall. “Let’s play a new game.”
He grins ear to ear when he feels you take a big breath in, the air faming the side of his face. “Let’s see who can the be the loudest, them or us.”
You look at him like he grew a second head when he starts hitting the wall and making grunt noises.
“You want to make it seem like we are having fake sex?”
He laughs, mostly to himself, “It’s not like you are taking me out of my misery and-“
You cut him off by pulling his hands off the wall to put them on both sides of your waist as you to help you saddle his lap. As you trace the outline of his abs, you cannot help to lick the rest the way up until he puts one of his hands under your chin to pull your face upwards to his. Both of you do not know who kisses who first.
When you need to catch a breath, you mutter, “what?” since his smile makes you smile too. “I want to take you on a date and stop using our roommate sex lives as an excuse to hangout.”
“Okay.” You feel like you are on cloud nine when his smile becomes even bigger. “When?”
“We got time to figure that out. For now…” He gives you a quick kiss before setting you to lay on the bed so he can get up.
You watch him grab a sock before opening the door wide enough to put it on the doorknob. “I want to keep on doing what you started.”
He runs his way back to his bed to tackle you while you have your arms wide open.
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antigoneidk · 4 years
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"I hate you"|arvin russell
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a/n: like the little slut that I am i couldn't help myself but think of this so here you are. I want to apologize for my smut experience I- also pics are not mine if you are the owner lmk so I can tag you!
warnings: smut, swearing( like what did you expect unicorns?)
I SUGGEST READING THIS(AND ANY KIND OF THOSE FAN FICS) WITH SEXUAL SONGS. It helps with setting the scene you know. Crazy in love(slowed version) could work in here lmao
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Bottles of beers scattered all around the dining table, the floor, the couch both of them were sitting. The smell of burnt cigarettes filled the entire room, getting mixed with her cologne, complicated just like her. The four-grey under that lightning-walls representing his cold-hearted attitude, giving the feeling of loneliness and fright, the way he preferred treating people.
She wasn't the exception for him. She couldn't bring that loving boy to the surface. He did a really good job burying it deep down enough, so that nobody could break him, because he knew that the moment he would let himself break, it would have been over.
"Why did you do this?" her voice showed no emotion, her movements either. Her hand held her head as she turned to face him." I told you it wasn't necessary"
"He was driving me nuts" he kept staring at the wall across the room while he placed his cigarette on his lips. He could sense her fear from miles away, he could heat her thoughts through her mind clearly: He is a psycho.
"So you just decided to shoot him" she whispered now turning her attention to the gun next to her. She wasn't surprised anymore, it was what he had to do. Yes, she was scared. Shaking at the thought of him pointing his gun at her with no emotion, just pure evil. Yet she was sure that he would never do that, even if he wasn't going to admit it. Admit that y/n had the power to destroy him completely, leave him into pieces. Arvin was a 50/50 situation for her, he could've had her overthinking his actions for days, trying to figure out if he loved her or not.
Love, a word that no one has the perfect explanation for what it means. Everyone shows love in different ways.
For Arvin love meant that he had to kill, so he can save the ones around him. Eliminate the bad in seconds no matter the consequences. With the help of the devil his loved ones were safe.
For y/n love meant forgiveness. That even after everything she would have open arms for her loved ones, never re-thinking their motives but willing to help escape from their demons.
"I had what I had to do" it was his statement. With confidence he threw his cig down and pressed it with his foot for a few seconds.
"That's what you are always saying"
"It's the truth either you like it or not" he started to feeling bothered by her words. He didn't like talking that much and y/n was now a challenge he didn't have the power to accept.
"Yes" she stood up and walked over to his kitchen, grabbing a glass and pouring it with water. The cold liquid ran through her upper body being the oxygen she needed at that moment helping her not losing her mind as if she was crazy.
She stared at him from across the room. The way his hair covered his face, the way his gun touched his jawline, the way his veins popped up, the way he positioned his body, legs open, torso relaxed, his one arm next to him few centimeters away. He looked smoking hot, however she was mad, selfish. And needy. "I fucking hate you" Arvin heard her words even though she mumbled those under her breath.
"Oh do you?" he asked curious.
"Yes I do. I have hated you since forever. You are a horrible person" she moved from where she stood and made her way in front of him, talking at a slow pace hoping she could be able to get her words inside his head, that he could react.
He smiled towards her.
"I fucking hate you" she repeated once again leaning her body to his, barely touching his lips and her eyes staring exactly at his dark brown ones. She shivered at the feeling of the gun in the middle of the throat cold as ice knowing damn well she could be dead any time soon.
Their lips touched finally. It was a kiss full of hunger, their tongues playing a game they loved to. She wanted to touch him, ran her hands all over his body, feel his skin, touch him, make him feel like never before.
He wanted to. He needed to have her all to him self, on the top of him fuck him just like she did. He wanted to taste her.
Arvin grabbed her waist and forced to sit on his lap, his member already hard from his imagination. With the gun still pointing at her he kept kissing her, slowly falling to her neck and sucking her skin with no mercy. She intertwined her fingers with his hair pulling them with strength at the same time she started to move her body up and down on him, moving her hips a little more just to tease him, her breasts on his chest helping her with achieve her goal.
She felt the icy thing pushing her even more. "Stop teasing me or else I'll shoot you" his gravelly voice came to her ears and she smiled at her self without stopping. She enjoyed the feeling down there, of her pussy rubbing to his trousers, tight around him and his suck game that would've had her cumming in seconds.
He threw her body to the other side of the couch and got on the top of her, his arm grabbing both of hers and the other one pressing down at her area with his gun."Why aren't you listening to what I'm saying?" he pressed even harder. "It is not about you"
"I don't think so"she smirked"You are the one who's on top asshole"
She felt the gun making circles at her underwear, on the top of her clit teasing her. He wanted to hear her say it out loud. Say that she needed him, she needed him to please her, that he was the only one that knew how, that made her cum in seconds.
He left the gun to his side. With what it seemed like forever he kissed her lips quick and moved himself lower at her breasts, her nipples showing of her shirt that hugged her body perfectly, especially this area. With rush moves he lifted up biting his lips at the view in front of him. He licked all around her right nipple without touching it, growing y/n impatient.
"Just lick it already" she breathed out anticipating the feeling. He heard his laugh moments before her eyes rolled back, her upper body lifting and her nails dragging his skin of his hand.
He suddenly let her go of his hand and placing it on her area that was soaking like never before. He moaned at the sensation of his fingers inside of her, the hearing of her moans in this quiet room. He couldn't wait to fuck the hell out of her.
She pushed him back getting the strength to lay him down, turning the roles. Yes she wanted keep continue with what he was doing, however she knew deep down that this is not what he wanted and all she needed was to please him, more than ever.
"I'll fuck you today" she announced to him pulling his shirt off of his head. Her hands traveled to his hands, his veins turning her on, her clit twitching. Her tongue made a path of wet kisses with a lot of sucking in between, his abs being her most favourite part of him.
She took of both of their pants exposing the two of them. She touched him for a while her eyes scanning his face as he stared back at her. Then she touched her self for seconds, closing her eyes and imagining his fingers doing all the work.
He noticed how her face seemed relaxed, how her breasts were exposed, how her fingers moved inside her, how bad he needed her.
She pressed her wet fingers onto his mouth as she positioned her self and finally feeling him inside her. And then she went up and down, his tongue licking her warm fingers, his eyes rolled back, the need for more.
Arvin moved himself up connecting their lips, his hands on her waist keeping the tempo just like he liked. She scratched his back, red makrs making their appearance. It wasn't long after both of them were cumming a few seconds away from one another.
He wouldn't tell this even to his self, but he freaking loved her and the idea of losing her could have drove him insane.
"I fucking hate you too"
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millytempesta · 3 years
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Mine and only.
Chapter 1, chapter 2
Paring: Bokuto Koutarou x reader
Rating: smut, lemon, fluff.
Summary: After another date went horribly wrong, all that (y/n) wished for was for the only man in her life that ever understand her, to become a human. Little did she knows that her pet owl wished for the same thing, and that magically their dream became true.
Warnings: This chapter will contain SMUT, so if you are not confortable with it, please don’t read.
A/n:  Here we are at the smutty part, hope you'll like it.
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"I want you to have my kids".
Wow that clarified lots.
Red exploded on her face, her legs started shaking and her jaw fell open. She couldn’t find the force to speak, so after long minutes of silence and lots of fish-like movements, the now very nervous owl-like-man, started mumbling under his breath with an adorable pout. "I searched the meaning of your sounds this morning, and I found that you are sexual attracted by me, so I searched if humans have heats, but they apparently don't, they just reproduce their self when they find a good partner that they love, and you always says how much you love me, and I love you too, so the only logical thing that came on my mind was to make you my mate, you know, the mating season is near now, and I only want you, I even made a nest for you, it took me all day to make it look perfect, is my way of showing you how serious I am and…” He continued rabling with himself, explaining why she should choose him as a mate, why the nest is so important to him, but none of them were now getting on her head. The confession he made was so quick that she almost lost it, but she didn’t, and now she started thinking about the last couple of weeks spent with a human Bo. Owl Bo was different, he had always been her world, he always knew how to make her smile in the worst days. She gives up her hopes when, after another person stubbed her on the back, he showed her that not all people were bad, that no matter what he would have always been there for her. She found herself wondering how things would have been easier if he would be human, the only man in her life that did ever understand her. But now that this happened, she didn’t know how to feel. Every time she had impure thoughts about the man, a picture of her owl pet came into her mind, as a reminder that this was not a human, but an animal in a human body.
But then, why couldn’t she stop these thoughts Why couldn’t she stop thinking that since his transformation, her life seemed brighter? Why couldn’t she stop thinking about his angelic smile? Why couldn't she stop her excitement to finish work and go back home to her lovely Bo, who will be there waiting for her, with his beaming smile and huge arms ready to cuddle her? Why couldn’t she stop waiting for his calls during the day, to check on her and hearing how much the boy was missing her? Why couldn’t she stop thinking about Bo?
Her Bo.
The one that made her heart skip a bit every time he said ‘I love you’ with that expression, the one that she knew he really meant it. The one that made her skin hot every time he kissed her neck, hugging her from behind while she was cooking. The one that made her mind fuzzy every time they went to bed, and stared at each other in the eyes without a world needed. The one that only saw her in his life, and the one that she only saw on hers. The one that now was asking her to be only his. Who was she to deny it to him?
She didn’t know how she now found herself on his arms - not that she cared at this point - kissing the only man that she ever loved. Parting to breath, they locked eyes together, and all her doubts washed away, when in his gold eyes she only found love, care and infinite admiration for her. With a whisper, almost afraid to break the moment, Bo caressed her cheek. “I knew from the day you saved me that we were destined to be together. I chose you as my life mate that day (Y/n)... And there is not even one day that I’m regretting that decision. Now that I’m finally able to express my feelings, let me show you how much I love you. Let me thank you for coming in my life. Let me give you all of me, forever”. Tears started forming in her eyes, no words could describe how happy and loved she felt in that moment, and no words were needed for the man to understand that she felt the same. Caressing her cheek lovling, he kissed away her tears. Strong arms picked her up from the floor and positioned her in the center of his nest. ‘He made this for me’, taking a look around, she could see all the effort put in the fluffy surrounding. It was so warm and soft, reminding her of his hugs. With loving eyes, she took a hold of his face “This is perfect Bo, I really love it, I wish I could never leave this nest”. A huge grin spreaded on the man’s face, having received the confirmation that he needed, and puffing his ego even more. “You can stay here as long as you want, I made it for you” he said kissing the palm of her hands. She moved her face closer to his, stopping only a few centimeters from him, brushing their lips together.
“Only if you’ll stay here with me”. One of her hands went to stroke his muscular back, while the other one went into his hair, eliciting a purr-like sound from him. “Always” he closed the small space between their lips, kissing her so deliciously. It didn’t take much for the kiss to get more steamy, a dance of tongue making her head so light. How was he so good at it? Not even two weeks ago he wasn’t even human! Not that was important in this moment, when their wet muscles fought for dominance. With a squeeze of his hand on her side, she let him finally win, surrounding herself completely to the man on top of her, moaning in his mouth, making a shiver run on the man’s back.
“I like it, do it again” he whispered, moving his lips from her neck, down on her jaw line, leaving small kisses all around. Not receiving what he asked for, he experimentally bited a spot between her neck and shoulder, getting rewarded by a breathless moan. Excited from the discovery, he started suking, biting and licking the same place, receiving more vocal response from the shaking woman under him. “B-Bo please…”
Oh fuck, her voice, so fragile, calling his name, made him react instantly, bucking his hips against hers, groaning on her neck. Locking her legs around his middle, she pulled him against her, searching for the same friction again and again, loving the sensation of his hard cloted member on her wet cloter core. Getting the hint, he started humping on her, roaming his hands around her body, in search for more needed contact. With an annoyed sound, he separated from her, causing her to whine from the loss of warmth and friction. She didn’t had enough time to question his actions, when the man roughly ripped off the shirt from her body, making buttons fly everywhere in the room. “BO!”, a shout came from her, shocked by his action. “Sorry, sorry, I just need you so much right now, I’m getting crazy”. Taking a hold of her trousers, he junk them off her body, groaning at the view of the wet pack on her underwear. He spread her legs, putting his face near her core and sniffing the sweet scent coming from her, making his dick stirr on his boxer. When did he take off his clothes too?
“Booo, don’t sniff it, it’s dirty…” Feeling so exposed she tried to hide her parts, but he was quick to block her hands. With an hurt expression, he pouted at her. “Don’t, you are so perfect, let me see all of you”. How could he still be such a sweet cute puppy, when his face was hovering her drenched pussy? Her train of thoughts got interrupted by him shoving his face on her core, his nose poking her clit, taking a long inhalation of her scent. “Fuck, your smell is making me crazy… I need more”. Ripping off her underwear, he didn’t give her time to complain this time, shoving his tongue inside of her, making her back separate from the ground. “OH FUCK-Nhhhhhh”. Her hands shoot on his hair, gripping on them for her dear life. “You taste so fucking good (Y/n)”. Taking a hold of her legs, he shoved them on his muscular shoulders, lifting her lower body from the ground, giving him more access to her wet treat. Wet slurping sounds, mixed with his groans and her moans, filled up the small flat. Her first orgasm arrived without any warning, making her eyes rolling back hand her hips pucking on his mouth. He moaned into her pussy, feeling her inside twitch around his tongue. He made sure to lick until the last drop of her juice, helping her ride down her pick.
Gently pulling her back on the soft nest, he took off his underwear, making his hard member bounce out. Shock filled her eyes. How was she supposed to put that in her? Would he even fit? Feeling her doubts, he quickly made his way back on top of her, wrapping his arms around her much smaller form, leaving kisses on her face. “We don’t have to do it, I would never force you to continue… Just say it and we can just cuddle for the rest of the night”. How could she even think of refusing the man, when he was giving her that cute puppy face? Caressing his face, she left a small peck on his lips “I trust you, I know you will never hurt me”. Making her way to his neck with small kisses, she moved her hand down his abs. Stopping on the sweet spot on his neck, she left a mark there, making the man’s breath shake. Moving her hand lower, she gently caressed his member, squeezing lightly around it, making him moan her name. After a couple of small pumps, he started bucking his hips on her hand, groaning on her neck.
“Bo…” she whispered in his ear, aligning his member to her core, “I want you”. Locking his eyes on her (e/c) ones he started pushing inside of her. A moan escapes both at the sensation. (Y/n) grabbed his hand, searching for as much skin contact as she could. At any signs of discomfort he would stop, giving her time to adjust to his size. Once fully in, a long hot breath escapes him “It feels so warm inside of you”. She never felt this full. So magnificently full. She needed more. Moving her hips against him, a loud moan made his way from both of them, giving him the hint that he could move.
He started very slow, testing the water, but soon he started taking a pace, incited by her ‘more’’s and ‘faster’’s pleads. Scratching his scalp, (Y/n) pulled him for a kiss, moving her hips on time with him. “Boooo”, hid name sounded so good moaned in his ears by her honey voice. With a guttural groan, he took hold of her side and pulled her on his lap, giving him more access to her insides. This new position made him reach her sweet spot inside, making her scream in delight and squeeze him more. Feeling her body spasmed, he knew she was close, and so was he, so he started moving faster, hugging her tighter. “No one else can touch you but me, you are my mate (Y/n), only mine” he said while speeding up his trusts. “Booo!” His name was the only thing she could think of, not having enough oxygen on her body from the hard trusts of the man that she loved so much. “Say it, say you are only mine” he growled in her ears. “I-I’m yours, only- Aaah- only yours”.
With that, her second orgasm came, stronger than the first, making her body shake on the man’s hold. With a silent scream her inside started milking the man’s cock, making him come after a couple of more hand trusts with a scream of her name. Gently, he laid her down, slowly pulling out, making (Y/n) whine from the feeling of emptiness. With a chuckle he kissed her forehead “I need to clean you up, just wait one second okay?”. Moving to the bathroom, he came back with a wet cloth, softly cleaning her up, carefully to not hurt her. He then cleaned himself too, and went to take some clothes for them to wear.
After dressing up, he finally leaned down with her, pulling her tired body on top of his, hugging her tightly. “I love you (Y/n)” he softly whispered on the crown of her head, leaving small kisses there. “I looOOoove you more Bo” she says back, nuzzling her head in the crook of his neck. They soon fall asleep, on eachothers arms, with a warm sensation of love in their hearts. Being Bo’s mate was the best thing (Y/n) could ask for, he never made her miss anything. He even found a passion for volleyball, getting a job as a coach in a school. Thanks to that, he started taking her out on dates and buying her lots of sweet gifts. But most of all, it gave them the opportunity to buy a new house, a bigger one, with a couple of extra rooms ready to hospity the twin that were due for the next spring. Haru and Akina -their spring treasure- born on a warm sunny day, the best day of her life if you ask (Y/n). Bo almost passed out from her screaming, but he stopped himself at the first cry of his first newborn. They both were a perfect mixture of both of their parents; Goldish owl-like eyes, (H/c) hair, and (s/c) faces with a beautiful big smile like their father. They both were mama’s kids, much to Bo’s displase, who now and then started sulking from the loss of attention from his mate. But it didn’t last long usually, a promise of a heated night, always took his grin back.
Putting aside the jealousy, Bo was the best dad your kids could ask for, and for her, after a year past putting away saving, the best husband she could have asked for. Looking back, she thanked everyday all the decisions that took her, in that morning, into that part of the park, where the cutest and best horned owl she ever saw, was calling for her, and she runned to him without hesitation.
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honeyoongiah · 3 years
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The fifth date
Pairings: Seokjin x reader 
Genre: soft smut 
Words: 2.1k
Warnings: explicit sex 
Summary: Jin walks you back to your apartment from another wonderful date when you decided that this evening shouldn’t be over just yet.
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You both laughed as you were reaching your apartment. You felt kind of sad that this evening came to an end since your date with Jin was more than just wonderful.
He was funny, like insanely funny to you and he was so good in telling stories about him and his friends doing crazy things in the past.
But Jin had also a very soft spot for you, his genle gaze made you blush every time. This was your fifth date but you both felt like it could be the 50th, it was like you knew each other for ages. You two just clicked instantly.
Everything about him was so comforting to you, the way he spoke to you and to others showed what a gentle soul he was and you felt safe and protected at any time.
You loved that he was more than a head taller than you and his shoulders were so broad it would make you feel intimidated if it wouldn't just impress you a lot.
Besides his really well built body, Jin always made sure to walk you back to your apartment because usually you two talked so much that it got late and he was worried something might happen to you on your way home.
Normally this would be the moment you two say goodnight, too shy to take a step further and Jin as the gentleman he was, would never dare to push you to anything.
But you were craving for more, just for some more slight touches and intimate moments together. Just a wine and maybe holding hands would be perfect right now.
You always wondered how tiny you'd feel in his arms, how perfect you could cuddle into them while smelling his calming scent.
"Hey it's not that late yet, would you like to come up for a wine?", you asked and felt the blood rushing to your cheeks. You could see that Jin was surprised by your offer, but he seemed very happy with it. He smiled brightly and nodded. "That would be great, Y/N."
You opened the front door and turned the lights on while already removing your jacket. Jin was too busy to look around to take off his jacket, but he realized it soon and hung it on before taking off his shoes as well. "Your apartment looks really sweet, it's cozy and warm."
You smiled at his words and told him that he could sit down in the living room while you got the wine and some glasses. Suddenly you were so nervous, but mostly excited. Jin was finally here in your apartment and you really hoped that you'd have the chance to get closer to him tonight.
You really loved your dates in that small restaurant with the delicious pasta and your talks about God and the world but a restaurant is not a good location to have your first kiss or to cuddle right?
With the glasses and a bottle of wine you joined Jin in your living room and sat down next to him. It was visible that he was a little nervous as well and for some reason that made you relax a bit. You filled your glasses with wine and you clinked them before taking a sip. "Oh, this is a good one.", he said and looked at the bottle. "Do you know much about wine?"
You shook your head and laughed softly. "No, not really. My best friend helps me with picking out wine, she's a real gourmet."
He chuckled along with you and you both leaned back onto your couch. Jin turned his body in your direction and looked into your eyes. "Today when I picked you up, I really needed a minute to breathe when I saw you. You look gorgeous in this dress."
His confession took you by surprise and you felt your face getting red. Jin liked to give you compliments, but it was different when he was sitting just centimeters away from you while looking into your eyes deeply. "Oh thank you.", you mumbled and took another sip of your wine. You could see a slight smile on his face from the corner of your eye and you smiled as well. "I really enjoy spending my time with you, Y/N. We share the same humor, but I also feel like I don't have to force myself to be funny or anything. I feel like you understand me even when I'm more serious."
You nodded. Jin made a lot of jokes, but you two didn't need much time to actually come to deeper topics at dinner. He opened up to you and you did as well, it connected you in a special way. "I'm glad you feel like that. I do too. I don't think there are many men like you out there.", you chuckle. "You're smart and you're funny but you're also a gentleman that knows how to make a woman feel good around you."
Jin smiled softly and stroked a lost strand of hair behind your ear.
"You are beautiful inside and out.", he said like it was almost just a whisper. You looked into his brown eyes and felt like you could never get boring of this sight. Without noticing you both shifted closer to each other until his warm breath tickled on your skin. "Can I kiss you?", he asked and you melted once again about what a gentleman he really was. You nodded, but said "yes" as well just in case he wanted to hear it clearly, and just a second later you felt his warm lips on yours. It was a soft kiss, gentle and sweet but your insides were tickling like crazy. You felt like you were in highschool again, head over heels for your crush that finally noticed you. Jin started to move his lips and you replied with your own movements, your mouths exploring each other but without rushing. A sigh of contentment left you as Jin stroked your cheek gently. This felt so right to you, Jin was someone you could really trust and you allowed yourself to grow feelings for him. A rush of bravery ran through your body and you took his glass and put both on the table before moving even closer to him. He smiled and put a hand on your leg which made you shiver in excitement. Fastly you were back on kissing again and it turned into a soft make out session with slight touches on his chest, your thigh, his arms, your waist and you felt like you would melt away. Jin pulled you even closer until your body was pressed against his and you moaned softly. "Just tell me when it's too much, okay?", his low voice sounded so genuine as he stroked the back of your head. "It's not too much, I want more of that.", you admitted and decided that you wanted to kiss more than just his plump lips.
Your mouth wandered over his jawline down to his neck and his scent made you dizzy. He smelled so good and his skin felt so warm on your lips. Jin groaned softly and stroked your sides as you brushed your lips over his skin.
"Let's move this to somewhere else.", you said and stood up while Jin was obviously mentally still where you kissed his neck. "Huh?"
You giggled and took his hand to make him follow you. Soon he understood where you were leading him and you noticed how he started to walk faster. "Please open my dress.", you turned your back on him and looked over your shoulder. Jin nodded and opened the zipper slowly, admiring how the fabric roamed your body until it fell on the floor. You stepped out of it, sat on your bed and gestured him to come closer. Jin hovered above you and placed soft kisses over your collarbones. "You are so beautiful.", he whispered over your skin repeatedly, making you blush but also making you feel aroused even more. You pulled on his shirt softly. "Please undress." He didn't need to hear anything more and immediately got out of his shirt before placing both hands next to your shoulders again. You looked at his body and gulped. He was so muscular, so broad. You stroked his chest and abs with your fingertips and felt how he tensed under your touch.
His lips found yours again but this time it was more heated, you both were desperate for more. Jin stroked your sides and found his way to your breasts, soon kneading them gently. You let out a moan into your kiss, offering Jin the opportunity to explore your mouth with his tongue.
You buried your fingers in his hair, pulling him closer to you as he opened your bra and removed it. "Your pants, undress please.", you said almost out of breath just from kissing him so intensely. Jin hurried to get out of the rest of his clothes and helped you out of your panties. Finally he was on top of you, kissing and stroking your skin everywhere he could reach. "Jin, please I want to feel you.", you whined and he nodded. "Me too, darling." You let your hands wander over his body and noticed how your touch gave him goosebumps. "Wait, a condom.", he said and took one out of his bag. You waited while watching how he put the condom on quite impatiently. A smile formed on your lips and you pulled him back on top of you as soon as he was done. "I can't wait to feel you.", he whispered into your ear and kissed your neck while entering you slowly. The feeling made both of you moan instantly, his slow thrusts hitting just the right way to make you clench and dig your nails into his back.
It felt like you were teasing each other so much that you were close already, even though you barely put your hands on each other.
"You feel so good, even better than I imagined.", Jin groaned into your ear and started to kiss your neck gently. You just moaned in response, not able to start a conversation about this imagination now, but you would ask him for more details later. "Ah Jin, yes there." Your fingers were buried in his hair as you pulled it softly, your hips moving against his in a steady rhythm. He began to thrust into you faster, his breath getting more and more irregular. "God you are so beautiful.", Jin looked at your body beneath him and bit his lip. "I'm so lucky." Jin never failed to make you feel flustered and pretty, not even in this situation. You whined, pulling his body closer and stroking his warm skin with your hands. It felt like there was so much to explore, so many spots you wanted to caress with your lips and you did it everywhere you could reach for now. Jin leaned his forehead against yours and moved deeper into you, both of you moaning louder and almost matched to each other. "Jin, Jin I am close.", you breathed out in between your noise of pleasure and he nodded. "Me too, I want to cum with you while you look at me."
The thought of looking into his eyes while cuming made you shy but it sounded so wonderful that you wanted to try it out. Jins hips hit yours faster and harder than before, you could clearly tell that he was on the edge as well. Once again you started to make out deeply before he felt you clenching hard around him. "Oh Jin", you moaned as your body shook in pleasure. You felt your orgasm rush through you but managed to keep your eyes open to look at this handsome man who made you feel this good. Jin seemed to be absolutely mesmerized by your sight, the feeling of you coming undone around him with his name on your lips drove him over the edge as well. You felt his thrusts getting slower while he moaned under his breath. After you both calmed down from your high, Jin rolled down and pulled you closer to him. "I didn't plan this, but I am so happy that it happened.", you admitted, cuddling into his arms. Finally you knew how it felt to be in his warm and loving embrace. You knew you could fall asleep any second. Jin kissed your head and stroked your hair gently. "Me too. I thought it could be too early, but it felt so right with you."
You smiled while cuddling into his chest, knowing that he will be there when you wake up in the morning.
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thelucyaddams · 4 years
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You're very sweet, princess
Azula x fem reader
(Y/N) only wanted to spend some time on the beach and relax. That was only until she noticed a strange group of teenagers playing volleyball. One of the girls caught her eye and (Y/N) found herself enjoying the time they spend together.
It was a very hot but beautiful day on Ember Island. It was perfect for some relaxing time on the beach.
(Y/N) isn't the only one to think that since the whole beach was crowded.
The firebender sat on her towel sunbathing and watching the people around her. There were many families according to the children that were running around or building castles made of sand.
Some teenagers sat together in a group or played some games. Just like the ones that were playing a game of volleyball nearby.
(Y/N) watched them playing for a second and soon found herself quite interested in the match.
To be more specific it was the one team that caught her interest.
Three girls and a boy were playing like they were professionals. Really they were that skilled and totally crushed the other team.
Especially one of the girls seemed to be pretty strong. Her dark hair was styled into a top-knot that was decorated with some firenation headpiece. Only her bangs on either side of her face were free from the bun. The headpiece told (Y/N) that this girl like her companions must be noble or at least her family must be wealthy.
(Y/N) looked up and down her body and decided that she was very stunning. Even with that determined and kinda scary look on her face. Or especially because of that look. (Y/N) wasn't quite sure.
Suddenly the volleyball landed right in front of her and (Y/N) blinked a little confused for a second before she realized what happened.
She looked up only to see the beautiful girl coming her way. Out of all the players it was her who came after the ball!
(Y/N) swallowed before she stood up and picked up the ball to hand it back to the girl.
Her hands trembled a little which she hoped the girl wouldn't notice.
Golden eyes pierced their way right through her. It made (Y/N) nervous.
"Girl, would you hand me the ball now or are you looking for trouble?", the girl said in a serious and slightly annoyed voice.
(Y/N) blinked again only to realize she was standing right in front of the dark haired girl with the ball in her hands without moving any further. Embarrassing...
"Oh no, no, here...", (Y/N) stuttered and handed the ball to the other girl.
The girl only rolled her eyes pulled the ball out of (Y/N)'s hands and turned around to go back to the others without saying 'thank you' or anything else.
"Wait!", the nervous firebender managed to say.
The dark haired girl actually stopped walking and turned her head around a little to look back at (Y/N) over her shoulder.
"I watched you playing for a bit... You're really really good! I like your style... Crush them for me would ya?", (Y/N) managed to say.
The other girl raised an eyebrow but smirked kinda proud.
"Please, tell me something I don't know.", she replied and sighed with emphasis, "If you really want to see how I crush my enemies for my own interests you should come over and watch from the sides.", she added again putting emphasis on her words.
Especially when she said 'for my own interests'.
(Y/N) smiled about the quite unusual invitation which she accepted.
"Why not. Watching you up close will be much better."
The dark haired girl smirked even brighter before finally walking back to the other players followed by (Y/N).
The firebender watched in awe as the girl made her words come true and actually defeated her 'enemies'.
People might say her little speech at the end was a little... exaggerated and crazy. Not for (Y/N) though. She kinda liked it and admired the girls passion.
"Liked what you saw?", the dark haired girl asked out of the blue and gazed back at (Y/N).
"Definitely, I'm curious what you can do in a fight.", (Y/N) answered.
"Careful with those words when you're talking to Azula. It might be your last day on earth.", one of her teammates said.
It was a girl with black hair, dark eyes and a very gloomy expression.
"Don't listen to Mai! I appreciate your interest in my skills. I think I can show you one or two moves.", the girl named Azula said.
"It's so good to meet new people. What's your name? I'm Ty Lee!", the brunette among the group said.
Her expression was the complete opposite of Mai. She seemed to be very excited and happy but also energetic.
Then there still was the young boy. He had a scar around his left eye which was obviously caused by fire.
"The name's (Y/N). Nice to meet you all."
"Well, (Y/N) and you girls are very welcome at our party tonight.", two boys that walked up to them said all of the sudden.
"The place is just up the hill. You can't miss it. My name is Chan by the way and this is my friend Ruon-Jian."
"Oooh a party! We should totally go!", Ty Lee exclaimed excitedly.
"I go when (Y/N) 's going.", Azula said.
The firebender blushed slightly.
"I guess a party doesn't sound too bad.", she accepted the invitation sheepishly.
"Brilliant. It's decided then. We'll come.", Azula spoke for all of them.
"Hey, what about me?", Zuko protested.
His sister rolled her eyes.
"You're obviously with us, dum-dum.", she said.
"Yeah, alright. Meet us right after sunset.", was all Chan said before leaving them.
"So what was your name again?", (Y/N) asked the boy.
"Just call me Zuko."
"Or Zuzu.", Azula teased him earning a glare by her brother.
(Y/N) chuckled.
"Alright, guess I'll meet you later.", the firebender said waving them good bye.
"Yes, see you later, (Y/N)", Azula mumbled her possessive gaze never leaving the girl until she was out of sight.
The princess sighed.
"Come on, let's prepare for that party.", Azula said and started walking away followed by the others.
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Slightly annoyed and even jealous Azula watched Ty Lee who was surrounded by all those boys while she was standing here alone without any attention.
That was only until a sweet voice spoke up next to her.
"Sorry, I'm late but I hope you're still up to enjoy this party."
Azula turned her head and got a very strange feeling in her guts when she saw (Y/N).
"That's why I'm here am I not?", Azula replied unusually nervous.
Her eyes went up and down (Y/N)'s body and took every bit of her skin that was visible. She looked truly stunning in that traditional firenation gown.
(Y/N) blushed when she took notice of Azulas gaze especially when it stayed on her trace of an abs.
"Well, you looked a little lost over here.", the firebender replied sheepishly only to earn a slight scoff by Azula.
"You don't really know me yet so I should tell you that I never get lost.", Azula answered arrogantly, "But I guess I could use the company and since you're here now... Tell me about yourself."
"Oh well, I'm a firebender I guess. My father is an admiral in the army. He is leading the fleet called 'The Dragon'. One of those elite spy units..."
"Admiral Huan, I see. Means you're from Fire Fountain City but as soon as your father got promoted you got a nice house in the capital."
(Y/N) was taken aback by how much Azula knew.
"How..."
"I guess I know a lot about the war especially about the men that fight for our nation. What about you? Did you join the army?"
"No, I really want to but father wouldn't let me. Not after what happened to my brother... Not after we lost him and mother... She never supported the war. It was a forced marriage so at some point when father wasn't home she left.. She just left us alone."
Azula didn't speak for a second. She was surprised by how easily (Y/N) opened up to her. Also she got this strange feeling in her stomach again when she realized their similarity. They both lost theirs mother's.
(Y/N) shock her head.
"But enough about it. We're at a party let's grab a drink and maybe we could dance for a bit?", the firebender tried to change the topic.
Azula only nodded.
So that's what they did. Trying some of the drinks. The fire cocktail definitely had something to like it. They also danced. Both of them had a hard time to relax and enjoy the music at first but after a while they both made fun of it and managed to move less stiff.
Zuko and Mai watched in surprise from afar when they saw Azula actually having fun and looking less scary for a bit.
Ty Lee on the other hand smiled. She was happy for her friend to enjoy herself instead of thinking about war and how to torture other people.
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(Y/N) gazed up at the sky watching the stars while the little campfire in front of her warmed her body. But it wasn't just the fire that provided her warmth. It was the girl next to her as well.
Azula and (Y/N) were the last ones to enjoy the night. Zuko, Mai and Ty Lee already left.
After what happened at the party they just wanted to have some quiet moment.
Azula had opened up about her mom a little. (Y/N) felt nothing but sympathy for the girl. She knew to well how it was to lose your mother.
But when Azula confessed that her mom thought she was a monster (Y/N) felt nothing but anger. Even though they had just met this afternoon she felt like Azula was misjudged.
She couldn't see anything in her that would make her a monster. Even if she had some characteristics that made her... different it doesn't mean she was bad. No, she was just human just like anyone else.
"Would you still like to join the war?", Azula asked out of the blue.
(Y/N) shoot her a slightly confused look before answering.
"Yes, I guess. But father..."
"Oh believe me I have my ways to ensure you can join me in the fightings. In fact there's no one else that can make it happen. Your father won't have a choice but to let you go.", Azula explained.
"If that's so... then I'd love to join you."
"Brilliant. You and I we will rule the whole world and bring our nation to victory together!"
(Y/N) chuckled and leaned towards Azula a little to plant a sweet kiss on her cheek.
Azula looked completely taken aback and tried to hide the blush that appeared on her face.
"You're very sweet, princess.", the firebender whispered.
It took the princess aback even more.
"You know?"
"Well, a boy with that scar... His name's Zuko and his sister is called Azula. You know a lot about war and are utterly talented and you definitely aren't normal... Too many hints.", (Y/N) explained.
Azula smirked.
"Well, look at that she's not only beautiful but also clever... I like that.", the princess whispered getting her courage back.
"You know what I would like?"
Azula raised an eyebrow but closed her eyes when the firebender gave her another kiss. But this time on the lips.
Oh yes, they'd definitely rule the world together.
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go-dark-turtle · 3 years
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(This is for @spaceispeachy for winning my Saucy N Spicy fan fiction raffle event. Sorry it took so long to get around to writing it~ This is a fem reader however @spaceispeachy name is mentioned here so lets all pretend we share the same name. Please enjoy~
As always there is a Saucy N Spicy warning if you dont wish to read any further. Let me know your thoughts and once again @spaceispeachy thanks for this amazing request and thanks for taking part in my raffle. ONWARDS to the fan fiction~)
Ice cream 'n' fun 
(A Part 2 Joseph x fem reader fanfiction) 
[Saucy and Spicy edition]
You just came off the phone to your boyfriend, the one, the only, Joseph Joestar. He had suggested a fun trip to the beach before his big trip to New York in the new few months. With a smile on your face you gather a beach bag, inside, your strawberry bikini, a large green beach towel and a few bottles of water. You were set. 
Joseph waited by the telephone box by the small seaside cafe. He wore his rainbow fluorescent shorts, a light blue Haiwian shirt exposing his well toned chest and abs but the creme de la creme was his dark blue sunglasses. He leaned against it, he pulled down his sunglasses and he smirked seeing you show up in a cute light yellow summer dress. 
"Heh, took you long enough, sweetheart. You look great Rachel." Joseph winked at you. 
"Cheeky... " You whacked him with your bag "I'll get you back for that mister!"
"Oww, oww, oww, okay, but I'm going to hold you to it." Joseph rubbed his arm better. 
You both walked along the path leading to the pier. There were a few gift shops and a sweet shop. Joseph raised his eyebrow and pulled you to the railings by the side of the shop overlooking the beach.
"Hey sweetheart, come check this out." Joseph smirked as he pulled you in for a side squeeze. 
"Hey! Be careful I'm going to...." You fell right into his arms. 
With a tiny smirk he accidently gave your chest a small squeeze.
"Honk.." Joseph smirked but his eyes widened seeing you slightly pout "Nigerundayo!" 
He ran down the pier walkway with you chasing after him. 
"Joseph Joestar, get your butt back here!" You giggled after him. 
You both ran back around to the gift shop entrance and Joseph looked over the railing to the beach.
"Oh man, look it's so busy I doubt we are going to have a space..." You walked up behind him and pouted. 
"Oh leave that to me sweetheart. Tell you what, go and grab us some fish and chips and I'll meet you on the beach in ten. Get a good spot for me and I might bring back a treat~" Joseph winked and went into the shop. 
You shrugged your shoulders and made your way to the takeaway shack. After requiring food, you found a spot near the changing room huts.You quickly slipped into one and put your bikini on under your summer dress, show time you thought.  You exited the changing room hut. The weather was pleasant and the breeze felt good, you placed the carrier bag with the fish and chips by your side and laid down a large bright green beach towel. You smiled and sat down and enjoyed the warm weather. You peeled off your summer dress to enjoy the heat more, revealing your strawberry bikini.  
"Oh my god what is that?!" A man screamed from the water 
"HOLY SHIT! IT'S A SHARK RUN FOR IT HONEY!" The woman next to him grabbed his arm and they ran off the beach. 
A few minutes later you saw a shark fin swimming around in the water. You looked around wondering where Joseph was. You began to worry as everyone all around you ran off the beach. The beach was finally empty.
"Heh, heh, my plan worked." Joseph smirked as he emerged from the water with a poorly made shark fin using a children's surfboard.  "Hey Rachel surprised to see me?"
"JOJO! You scared me! I hope the treat you brought was worth me nearly turning into a ghost." You pouted and ran up to him and playfully smacked his chest. 
"Hey hey, don't worry what I have in store is definitely worth it. Oh well, would you look at that, it's just the two of us." He smirked "You know we could do ANYTHING and no one will be here to stop us. Perhaps..." He whispered in your ear. "I can have some fun with that nice chest of yours or perhaps you can sit down on the best seat on the whole beach. Heh, spoilers, it's of course my well toned thighs. Ah but first we should eat, afterall we can't get into anything too adventurous on an empty stomach." 
You blush and open the bag and you both sit down to eat your fish and chips.  Joseph tucked into his food, he turned and smiled at you. He stabs a chip with his fork and dipped it in tomato sauce and licked the sauce clean off the chip, you giggle but you blush slightly. 
"Oh? Are we thinking about something naughty are we? Heh, the whole time I thought it was your heh, dare I say more..." Joseph ate his chip and smirked 
"You... ah JoJo what if someone hears us!" You try and hush him. 
"Heh, remember sweetheart,  I cleared the beach. Noone is around now. It's just the both of us. Well, that sure hit the spot but I am craving something sweet too. Be right back." Joseph leaned and kissed your cheek and went off to the ice cream van nearby. 
You sat on the beach towel and enjoyed the empty and quiet beach, your mind raced with what you and JoJo could do at that moment. 
"Hey I'm back.... Ooooops~" Joseph tripped over on purpose
The icecream landed on your chest. You were surprised by the sudden cold sensation but you let out a tiny gasp. Joseph smirked and licked his lips. 
"I guess, I better clean that up then shall I?"Joseph smirked and leaned closer 
[SAUCY N SPICY WARNING]
"Oh my Rachel, you got so messy." Joseph slowly untied the top half of your bikini "Good thing I'm in the mood for something sweet." 
He gently mouthed your nipples and licked up the ice cream that had spilled all over them. He smirked after they were clean and started to fondle one of them as he picked up the other ice cream cone. He smirked and dropped it on his own crotch 
"OH WHOOPS!" He acted surprised "You better clean that up for me sweetheart!" 
You moaned at his tongue circling around your nipple once again and you nodded. He laid down and you slowly removed his swimming shorts, your eyes shined with excitement seeing he was already very excited for you. Joseph sat up and encouraged you to go on all fours. 
"Oh, won't you please help with clean up? I would appreciate it a lot Rachel~" Joseph winked at you while he cupped your breasts. 
His fingers felt like tiny sparks. Each movement felt amazing, you tucked a strand of hair behind your ear and held his length gently in your hand. Slowly you pumped him in your hand and licked his tip. 
"Ahh, ahh, that's it please don't stop.... Actually sweetheart climb on top. I want you to feel good too." Joseph softly moaned for you. 
You nodded and gently placed your knees either side of his shoulders, his eyes sparkled seeing your cute bikini bottom. He hooked his finger to the side of your bottom half of your swimming suit and slid them apart, exposing your most intimate parts for him to marvel at. He couldn't wait any longer. He held your hips and darted his tongue inside you and wiggled it all around. 
You softly moaned and sucked on him deeper. You moaned into him which in turn made him moan into you, the sounds of you both moaning drowned out the sounds of the crashing waves down a ways from you both. 
Joseph pulled away and licked his lips "I'm sorry I can't wait anymore. Come and sit right here. Best seat on the whole beach."  
You lick up the side of his length as you climbed off him. He smirked and sat up and pointed to his lap. You smiled and sat on his lap and kissed him gently, he grinned and pulled your butt upwards and gently placed you on the tip of his length. You softly cry out in pleasure, he smirked and used his grip on your hips and his thick thighs to bop you up and down. He grinned as he went faster and faster you wrapped your arms around his neck and nestled your head into his chest. You felt so much pleasure but you felt dizzy being trapped in Joseph's bouncing pleasures. 
"Ah, ah, JoJo I'm going crazy I feel dizzy." You cried out to him in a daze. 
"Ah, ah, that's go crazy for me sweetheart, ah here it comes." Joseph picked up his pace as he was near to climax. 
"Don't hold back JoJo, give me all you got." You moaned loudly. 
"whooooaaaa... mmmm... " Joseph held you tightly as his wave of pleasure exploded within. 
You both collapsed on the beach towel and you snuggled into his side. 
"Hmm, we should do this more often, don't you think sweetheart?" Joseph cupped your chin and kissed your forehead. 
"Oh yes, that sounds like fun." You smiled back and cuddled into him. 
After getting the strength to move again you both got back into your swimwear and enjoy the waves crashing on the shore, you both enjoy your bottle of water. 
"AHEM!" A deep voice ruined the mood.
You both turned around and Speedwagon was there, arms folded stood next to a police officer.
"JoJo what are you playing at? You scared the whole town with your prank. You've gone too far this time!" Speedwagon tapped his foot and glared at him. 
"Just be glad I know your Uncle Speedwagon, Jojo,  or you would be in even more trouble, come along now. My lady." The police officer nodded to you and pulled up Joseph's arm.
"But I just wanted a nice beach day with my sweetheart" Joseph pouted. 
You giggled as he was escorted away.
"NO! Uncle Speedwagon don't tell Granny!" Joseph wriggled out his grip as they went to the car. 
"Tell me what JoJo?!" she sighed and saw Speedwagon and stepped out of the car. "Hm, up to no good again I see." 
"OH SHIT! Nigerundayo!" Joseph's eyes expanded as he saw her reach for her umbrella. 
He ran along the beach with the three of them chasing him you giggled. What a perfect day indeed. 
THE END. 
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"God or Gods, does it matter?" PART 10
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Base of the story :
“York is envied by the vikings and during the battle Ivar sees a Saxon girl fight with one of his warriors. The protagonist has a brother with the same disease as Ivar.”
N/A : Hi everyone, the new part is here! So, in simply italics it's voice in the head or the character thinking, I just wanted to precise that you are not confuse about it. Hope you like it and thank you all so much for your support and appreciating my writing! xo
The next morning, Ligeia was going to the blacksmith. On her way she sees Queen Astrid talking to a man, probably a fisherman she thought. She sees her put gold in his hands. But then, the Queen’s face changes. Something was wrong and she will find out what is going on. Later in the morning, Ligeia goes back to the Great Hall, Rosalia was eating and Apollo was in front of her with the same ginger head lady of last night. On the side, Queen Astrid was sharpening a knife. Why would the Queen sharpen a knife ?
She sits next to her sister and to mess with her, take a little piece of chicken in her plate. Rosalia instantly reacts and whines about “her chicken”, making Apollo and Ligeia laugh. Ligeia is keeping an eye on Astrid, a few minutes later she leaves the room. Ligeia waited a little before following her. She secretly follows her behind, her sword on her back, a knife strap on her thigh. She sees Astrid entering a little fish house, closing the door behind her.
A young boy recognizing his Queen, quietly watches her, and gets closer to the house. He almost jumped back out of the door, panic in his eyes. Ligeia comes closer and puts a hand on his small shoulder. He looked at her, shooken. “What did you see?” she demands softly. “He’s hurting the Queen.” he responded sadly. “Go back home, I’ll take care of this.”
The boy literally ran off. Ligeia hides herself on the side of the shack, listening to the sound inside. “What are you doing?” the sound of the door open and closing was heard. “Who are these men?” Someone chuckling. “My crew. I told you, what man doesn't want to have sex with the queen?” he says with a predatory smile. “No.” “Ha!” exclaimed Hakon. “No.” She immediately recognized Astrid's voice, and some fighting noise. “If you don't submit, I'll tell King Harald how you plan to betray him.”
Without hesitation Ligeia opened the door with force, making it slam against the wall. Astrid was held against the table by three men and a fourth one, who she concluded was the captain, was standing back. Astrid was looking at her with joy and fear, asking her to help her but also to run away. Ligeia sweeps her eyes on everyone in the room. “Get the fuck away from her.” she swore her fingers tickling.
The captain laughed looking at her head to toe. Ligeia's face is cold as ice. “Or what?” teased the fisherman, his face close to her’s. She slowly smirks, raising one eye-brow. She gives him a head in the nose, making him groan of pain, holding his nose. The other men, let go of Astrid, now she got their attention. They approach her, and a fight starts. She defends herself, dodging the blows. The goes behind the back of one of them and places her knife against his throat, blocking one of his arms against his back. Standing in front of Astrid, her eyes darker than usual threatening them.
“Move further and I cut his throat !” hissed Ligeia. Hakon, who was under the control of the foreigner, winced in pain. One of his mates took a step forward, Ligeia put more pressure on his neck, and the blade made a small cut causing a little blood to flow. “Don’t move !” screams Hakon sensing is skin being cut. “Listen to me carefully, Hakon” she starts whispering in his ear. “You are going to do what the Queen demands of you, and you are not going to tell anything to King Harald. And if I see you land a hand on her, or talk to the King ; I promise you, that I will take care of you and your crew. Do I make myself clear ?”
Astrid doesn't move a finger, looking at the men in front of her. She can see that they are scared, which is understandable. Ligeia was brought back by Ivar, in some kind of way, she is a prisoner. She talks their language and the Saxon one, she knows how to fight and has quite a temper. They don’t really know what she’s capable of. So, nobody answered her question. “Am I clear ?!” barked Ligeia, making everyone flinch.
“Crystal clear” confirmed Hakon with difficulties speaking because of the pressure on his throat. “Now, everyone steps back.” She instructed, moving forward to the door. “Queen Astrid, stay here.” she says looking behind her shoulder. Astrid shook her head in approval. They all step back and when they are outside, she throws Hakon on the floor before spitting on him.
She goes back inside, putting her knife back in his holster. “Are you okay ?” she asks Astrid, who’s eyes were watery. Ligeia starts getting worried, when the Queen just stares at her without moving. “Queen As…” Ligeia didn’t finish her sentence, so Astrid jumped on her and hugged her tightly. “Thank you! Thank you so much!” she cried in Ligeia’s neck.
The Saxon girl froze, arms straight against her body. She slowly raised her hands and put them on her back, patting it softly. “Alright, we should go.” Ligeia said breaking the embrace and taking one step back. “We are going to clean yourself, okay?” she continued carefully. “Okay.” agreed Astrid. After taking care of Astrid, Ligeia asks Rosalia to watch over the Queen. Rosalia was happy to have a mission. “Brother, I need to talk to you.” told Ligeia to Apollo. “Let’s go for a walk.” she smiles with a hint of sadness.
Ligeia walks and Apollo crept next to her. “Are you going to tell me what is going on with you?” begin Apollo looking briefly at his sister. “I know there is something that bothers and stresses you.” pointed out the young man. “I can’t hide you anything!” smile Ligeia. “I am a good observer.” joked Apollo proudly. “Anyways, what do you want to tell me?” curiosity shining in his eyes. “The person that killed our parents…” she stops her sentence midway struggling to tell the words, Apollo looking at her eager to know. “Is here.” she deeply sighted a weight leaving her chest. “Who is it?” he begged. “The bishop.”
Apollo’s mouth opened in the “o” shape. He wasn’t expecting this revelation. “Since this night, I promise myself to kill their murderer. But I will not be able to keep it.” confessed Ligeia clenching her fist. “Why?” questioned Apollo frowning. “Ivar has asked him to fight for him. If he decides to fight for him, I can’t do anything to him. Also, my priority now, is to protect Rosalia and you. We are in a place we don’t know, and we are not very much loved among them.” she affirmed amused.
People around them start to get agitated, and start clamoring. They decided to get close. “Why is he here, the Christian dog?” a man screamed in the crowd. “The heathen!” “Kill him! Kill him!” Heahmund was chained up and escorted to Ivar, who was eating peacefully a piece of chicken. One of the escorts threw in the mud the prisoner. People in the crowd were grunting and jerking.  “That's right, die!” chant the vikings. “Die, die!” “You should be scared.”
Ligeia and Apollo get themself a way in this river of people to be in the front. The movement caught the attention of Ivar, who looked slightly in the direction. Heahmund slowly got on his knees, panting, dry blood on his lips. His eyes immediately landed on Ivar, who was standing above him on his stool, looking at him with an imperceptible arrogant smirk.
He stands up on his feet, hands still chained up, eyes focus on Ivar. He turns around looking at the crowd, King Harald taking place in front of him. A man snarling at his face. When he get back to his position, his eyes cross the amber ones for a split second. He wiped his mouth with his wrist and got closer to Ivar. the cripple man, silenced the people.
“Now we decide whether you'll fight with us... or whether I kill you.” announced Ivar, loud enough for everyone to hear. He let a little blank before continuing. Taking a breath, he slowly placed the tip of a knife against Heahmund abs. “Nothing is keeping you alive but me.” This time, he was only talking to him, almost like a whisper. Heahmund lowered his head and peered at the knife, and looked back to Ivar.
“Why don't you give me the knife?” He says with his deep raspy voice. Ivar’s face softens, a one-sided smile appearing, without a word, he turns the knife, holding it by the blade. Heahmund let a breathy chuckle by the action. He breathed heavily, took it and held it, the blade pointed at him, before facing the crowd. He get closer to the man who was standing there, insulting him.
Ligeia feels the air get stuck in her throat, when he get closer to the man. Her heart beating hard, that she can hear it in her ears, and her heads shaking. She kept repeating herself “What is he going to do? What is he going to do?” At this point she was scrutinizing every part of his body for any kind of message.
“Die! - Are you afraid?” The crowd galvanized by the man’s words. “Do it. Coward!” Bishop’s face changed and turned into a grimace of craziness. Trembling, eyes wide open, he held the back of the man’s neck and planted the weapon in the throat. The man screams of pain and Heahmund spits on his face. Ligeia holds her breath, her hands getting into a fist shape, anger taking place. Heahmund threw the knife with disdainful, smirking. Ivar, shocked for a couple of seconds, started to laugh and applause. “I think he will fight with us!” chanted the viking, opening his arm. The crowd started chanting the bishop’s name. “Heahmund! Heahmund! Heahmund! Heahmund! Heahmund!”
For Ligeia everything went silent, she froze here looking at Heahmund, Ivar sentence looping in her head. “He will fight with us!” thump thump. “If he accepts your offer, nothing will happen to him.” thump thump. “He will fight with us!” thump thump. “He will fight with us!” Thump thump. Thump thump. Thump thump. “HE WILL FIGHT WITH US!”
“Ligeia!” shouts someone. She takes a deep breath and searches for the voice who called her. Apollo pulled at her hand to get her attention. “Are you alright?” he asks with carefulness. She shook her head, trying to get away this feeling of oppression. “I need to get the fuck out of here!” croaked Ligeia, panic in her voice.
In her mind right now, a lot of different emotions were colliding each other : anger, bitterness, sadness, frustration, the urge to cry and surprisingly, fear. When she pivots to leave, her eyes froze on two icy pearls. She ends the eye-contact and pushes herself in the crowd still cheering for the bishop. Without knowing a lonely tear, slipped on her cheek.
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